Your Immortal Cultivation World Is Not In Good Taste.

Chapter 44 Banquet? Don't go.

There is a difference between immortals and mortals.

Those areas with abundant spiritual energy in heaven and earth and those with thin spiritual energy were divided at the beginning of the era. The former is the Immortal World and the latter is the mortal world.

However, the Immortal Cultivation World is so large that the spiritual places do not appear in concentrated places, but are scattered all over the world.

In this way, the flying boat came into being.

Either funded by sects or forces, or privately owned by monk groups specializing in business, these huge immortal boats powered by spiritual stones flew into the sky and sailed throughout the Immortal Cultivation World, connecting the scattered Immortal World areas into one. overall.

Although the monks are not slow, unless they reach the level of Jiang Bing and Su Jian, there is still a big gap compared to Feizhou, and...

Flying too far is also very tiring.

…

The huge sails on both sides of the fairy boat flapped and broke through the clouds. The huge mortal city-state below could already be seen clearly.

Wu You stood on the railing of the airship, half of his feet had stepped out of the spiritual shield surrounding the airship, and the strong wind blew his hair.

The flying boat will not stop in the mortal world.

He needed to fly down on his own.

A middle-aged monk stood behind Wu You, looking at his figure who was about to jump off, and said, "I'm sorry, little brother, this place in the world is really not worth stopping at. "

"It doesn't matter."

Wu You turned around and smiled calmly, jumped off the flying boat and fell towards the ground...

The mortal world is indeed not a good place for monks.

Once the spiritual energy in the mortal world is thin, it cannot meet the monk's need for breakthrough in cultivation. Staying in this place for a long time is tantamount to wasting one's cultivation and wasting one's lifespan.

Secondly, it has no value.

In such a thin spiritual environment, it is impossible to find any Grotto-Heaven or rare treasures. Even if you dig out a mountain range, you may not be able to find a Low Grade spiritual stone.

What do monks do in a place like this?

Play in the mud?

…

"His Majesty!"

A eunuch hurriedly ran into the palace.

He walked straight through the screen and came to the ornately decorated bed on the side. Fu Er said to the person lying on the bed: "Your Majesty, the immortal of the Sect is here!"

On the bed, an old man with a skinny face and a dead look between his brows opened his eyes, revealing a pair of cloudy eyeballs. He spoke in a hoarse voice:

"Where is the Immortal? Help me up and go see him."

Although his death is approaching and he is plagued by serious illnesses, the listener can still feel a sense of calmness and majesty in his voice.

"No."

Calm words sounded, and a tall shadow, illuminated by the sun, was cast on the screen.

The figure raised his hand and waved, and the screen immediately folded to one side, revealing the true face of the visitor——

His clothes are fluttering in the wind, his appearance is dignified and handsome, and a fairy sword hangs on his waist. Even if it is sheathed, it still has a faint edge that makes people dare not look directly at it.

He moved his lips slightly to reveal his identity: "Heavenly Mirror Sect, Wu You."

It was Wu You who came to the palace in a hurry after walking around the city.

The King of Li State on the bed suddenly became excited after seeing Wu You. With the help of the eunuch, he sat up shakily and said in a hoarse voice:

"When the Immortal comes, I should have been waiting in person at the Temple of Heaven, but now... I can only let the Immortal see me in such an ugly state, and I have neglected the Immortal, but I still want to see Haihan."

Wu You raised his hand and pressed down with four fingers, signaling him not to bother speaking anymore. He also signaled the eunuch next to him to help him lie down quickly.

He quietly looked at the skinny old man on the bed, who seemed to be buried up to his neck in grave soil, hovering on the edge of life and death.

King Hongwu

The king of Li country is now like this.

There is no need to get started, Wu You just swept his mind and had a thorough look at King Hongwu's physical condition, which can only be described in four words. . .

Terminal ill?

No……

Choose a day for funeral.

Almost all the organs in the old man's body have failed, his heart beats weakly, and there is no energy or blood left.

The breath intensity of a whole person is about the same as that of a chicken.

A big departure...

Brother, why are you still alive like this?

Fortunately, I didn't wander around the city twice more. If I came a little later, I wouldn't need to save this person, and he would go back to the west.

After thinking for a moment, Wu You slowly stepped forward and grabbed King Hongwu's wrist. The gentle spiritual power slowly flowed into his withered meridians under Wu You's intentional control.

There are some healing elixirs in the storage ring that he carries with him, but they are all for monks. King Hongwu's current physical condition is completely unable to withstand the power of the medicine, and he will explode as soon as he is fed.

The only way to go is to nourish him with spiritual power, but for his mortal body, Wu You can fill him with spiritual power from just one hair.

The gentle spiritual energy meridian Wu You was diluted several times and injected into the monarch's meridians.

Like a magic trick, starting from his wrists, King Hongwu's skin became rosy again, and soon extended to his whole body. Even his sparse white hair showed signs of turning black.

"Oh uh..."

There was a sound in King Hongwu's throat.

The feeling of his muscles, bones, and internal organs being re-infused with life force made him widen his eyes and let out an uncontrollable groan.

After a minute, Wu You let go.

King Hongwu on the bed seemed to be a different person.

His cloudy eyeballs became clear, his pale skin became much more rosy, many of his organs had regained their vitality, and the strong death aura between his brows dissipated.

It's still alive.

Wu You：MP-1

"The desire to eat and drink is slack, the ability to absorb food is declining, the operation of the five internal organs is gradually exhausted, the heart is not full, and the blood is weak... Your Majesty, you must take good rest during this period. I will recuperate your body every two days." He took back. The spiritual power on his fingertips commanded.

King Hongwu propped himself up and sat up from the bed. Seeing the situation, the eunuch on the side rushed to help him but was pushed away by him. He faced Wu You directly: "Thank you, Immortal!"

"I haven't welcomed the Immortal when he came to earth. De'an, please make arrangements to summon all the ministers into the palace and hold a banquet to welcome Immortal Wu!"

"..."

Wu You frowned.

"Forget it about the banquet. I don't like noisy occasions very much. If it has to be held, I won't be there."

When the emperor receives distinguished guests, he must have a banquet.

Such grand and solemn ceremonies not only demonstrate national strength, but also express respect for those who come. When immortal cultivators come to the mortal world, they are often treated with the highest standards.

But Wu You doesn't want to go.

What is a banquet? Is it an occasion for people to have a good meal?

No, the essence of a banquet is social interaction.

It is to express respect to more powerful people through words and behavior at the wine table, in order to seek appreciation and gifts from the other party.

Nod and bow, smile and toast

...begging for mercy.

Whether it's a high-end banquet or a wine table between a few people, it's all the same, some are more subtle, some are more naked.

Very annoying.

Therefore, before he transmigrated to the Immortal Cultivation World, Wu You hated participating in such occasions unless it was a gathering between friends.

But then he couldn't help himself, and now...

All the civil and military officials, powerful and gentry of the Li Kingdom, all together, had no reason for him to attend the banquet despite his discomfort.

If he doesn't want to go, he doesn't have to go.

King Hongwu's expression did not change and he said with a smile: "Wu Immortal doesn't like the noise, so of course you don't have to go, but there must be a place to rest. How about letting De'an take the Immortal to choose a place to stay?"

"good."

(End of chapter)