Dozens of miles ahead, is the shade outside the mountain.
Qin Yi strolled into the forest, looked at the scenery left and right, and was amazed.
This is a very ordinary pear tree. It is the season of fruiting. The pears on the tree are yellow and bright, which looks very attractive. On closer inspection, however, these pears are all weird.
Some are slanted inexplicably, some are simply upside down, and the pears are also in all kinds of strange shapes, crooked, and you can't see any sense of regularity. You can see S-shaped ones, and B-shaped ones. You don’t know if this is a pear or an artificial cookie. People with obsessive-compulsive disorder will feel extremely uncomfortable when they come here.
Qin Yi casually picked a butt-shaped pear that looked a little more pleasing to the eye, and reached into his divine sense to sense it. It was indeed an ordinary pear, with no spiritual energy and no toxins.
Qin Yi took a bite, wild pears, sour, nothing special.
He shook his head, ate pears and continued on.
The rules are too strange. If it is said to be completely disordered, pears should not taste like pears. They may be bitter or salty, but they still taste like pears. Even the medicinal properties of pears are exactly the same.
Perhaps as Tassel said, what it looks like is only superficial knowledge. The essence is pear, which is the core element.
As long as the essence is grasped, this place is not much different from Shenzhou. After all, this is still in this world, and it is a region under the same rules of heaven. It's just a local distortion due to some situation, and it's not going to a different world with completely different rules.
It still depends on the characters, how the characters think is the key point of this trip.
Qin Yi really hopes to meet other people before visiting Taihuang-Jun, and get a general feel of the local customs, but don't feel uncomfortable walking hundreds of miles...
This is very likely. If it is in Shenzhou, the surrounding mountains where Huiyang cultivators are located are either a sect or a place where scattered cultivators live in seclusion, and there may be no other traces.
As a result, when Qin Yi passed through the forest and reached the mountain range in front, he couldn't help being dumbfounded.
There is an obvious road between the two mountains, and the end of the road turns out to be a city!
There is a city here!
From a distance, you can still see monks flying in and out of the city... A city where monks live
Qin Yi approached tentatively, and someone passed by him, ignoring him as a "foreigner". When we arrived at the city gate, there was no one to guard the gate at all. The so-called city gate was not a conventional doorway. The bricks and stones were piled up in the shape of a smiling face. The door opened with a big mouth.
Qin Yi entered the city gate with a belly full of ellipses.
The first time I entered, I felt that there were many mortals around, who had no cultivation at all. They set up their own stalls to sell vegetables, and others were cooking, and the smell of the food was faintly wafting.
In this kind of urban atmosphere that seems like a mortal life, a monk in the late period of Yuemo Qinxin sat on a duck instrument and flew slowly over the vegetable market.
The aunt who sells vegetables is still scolding: "Pretend to be your mother! It's amazing to be able to fly!"
The cultivator grabbed a bird from the sky, folded its wings and threw it to the aunt, took a cabbage from her stall, and ate it raw and flew away, saying, "It can't either. Are you satisfied?"
The aunt put away the bird and sold it loudly: "The bird caught by the immortal is worth 10 taels of silver! If you want to take it back and pass it with immortal energy, don't miss it! Maybe if you eat it, you will have a spiritual root!"
A passerby spat next to him: "Who is it? It's possible for him to cut his own bird and eat it."
Qin Yi: "..."
Turning his head and looking, there are signs flashing at the city gate, and the majestic mana is soul-stirring.
The mana was bright, and the handwriting of the notice jumped out one by one and became larger, and the silver hook iron painting brought out a bit of grimness.
"There are only two rules in this city: First, the iron law, cultivators are not allowed to bully mortals. When mortals die, monks will become extinct, and a group of idiots should take it easy! Second, it is also an iron law, monks are not allowed to fight in any form in the city. One!"
There are two "iron laws" in a disordered place... It is said that it is disordered, but in fact it is orderly, but if it is said to be orderly, there seems to be no restrictions beyond these two, nor can it be said What order.
No, there are still basic social rules, such as transactions, at least there is silver currency between mortals.
Qin Yi walked slowly all the way, and saw the brothel not too far away.
It was early evening, and the brothel had already begun to be lively. When I passed by the gate and looked inside, I saw the atmosphere of flowers and wine in the flower hall.
What left Qin Yi speechless the most was that he noticed that there were one or two women in the brothel who were practicing cultivation.
But it is a very low-level kind. It is a bit closer to being empowered and forcibly enlightened, and there is no way to cultivate higher. It is probably a means of attracting customers, which is different from the practice of the girls from the Wandao Xiangong. But this method of attracting customers is really useful. Qin Yi saw that there were monks drinking flower wine on that table.
If it is the traditional immortal way, the monks who drink flower wine are still cultivating a fart immortal... However, Qin Yi is a lot calmer about this after hearing it in the Myriad Dao Immortal Palace.
The meaning here is different from that of Asgard. It probably means that you can practice as you please...
This kind of place where immortals live together is really interesting.
Going further, I saw a "Wanbao Pavilion", which was full of brilliance and immortal spirit. There were no ordinary people coming and going, and they were all coming in and out of cultivation. Qin Yi's heart moved slightly, this is probably a magic weapon shop, you can go in and take a look.
The first counter on the left side of the door is the practice cabinet, which is full of paper books. One of them has a store label below it: "This shop is the best seller."
What are the others, "First Exploration of Immortal Cultivation", "Want to know if you have spiritual roots", "Test your comprehension"...
"What the hell is this, sold to mortals?" Qin Yi wiped his cold sweat, why is this place so cute, is it really "a place where you can't come anyway"
"Of course it's sold to mortals." A young man rushed over from another counter, and seeing that Qin Yi seemed to be practicing, he said: "Guest officer, are you from out of town? You should go into the inner room, and you are the only one inside. things you want."
"Let's take a look outside first, it's very interesting." Qin Yi asked: "Is all mortals participating in the practice here?"
"Culture if you want. Whether you can cultivate it depends on your talent."
"Don't you worship Zongmen?"
"Zongmen?" The second boy hesitated for a moment: "Zongmen are all demon sects. Those who want to go will go, and those who don't want to go will not go."
"All sects are demon sects?"
"It's the only rule that the Demon Sect speaks with his fists. Why not? How can the righteous way of following the rules open a sect here? Wouldn't it be good to go to the north?"
Qin Yi simply asked: "Then what are the rules for you and your boss? You work for him and he pays you, isn't it a rule?"
"So we are mortals, isn't the practice to stop suffering from this bird? If I want to practice, will I be like this bird?" Xiao Er looked at Qin Yi with contempt: "You are a cultivator, and you still ask this, I Your achievements are also limited."
Qin Yi was dumbfounded, and suddenly felt that it was very reasonable. Isn't cultivation just to break free from the cage and be free and free.
He thought about it for a while, and then asked, "Don't the cultivator also abide by this law?"
"The higher you practice, the less you need to abide by. The pursuit of practice is the day when the iron law can be formulated." Xiao Er's eyes became more and more contemptuous: "Keguan, go to the elementary school to rebuild, it's a waste of life, really of."