Chapter 125 Riding on the white clouds to the imperial hometown (Part 1 of the second update)

Lanmeng's Xiangyun equaled Yan Zixiu: "Mr. Yan, is this your first time flying?"

Yan Zixiu admired the picturesque land and replied: "This is my first time using a spiritual weapon. We have a mechanical airplane there and you can fly it. But it's noisy and the seats are narrow, so it's not fun."

"Oh? If mortals can fly mechanically, then your weapon refining skills are pretty good. But I think flying like this is truly poetic."

Yan Zixiu knew that the weapon refining in the world of immortality corresponded to the industry in the local world: "It's okay, our weapon refining has only been developed in the past few hundred years. I agree with what you said, flying in the clouds and mists is interesting. With all due respect

, the way your uncle is hanging in the air, how should I put it, is like a hanging puppet."

He recalled the scene at that time. Jindan monk Li Mingyuan just stood in the air, feeling very majestic, but it was actually very funny.

He thought for a while and then said: "There was an ancient man named Zhuangzi in my hometown. He said that after a thousand years of being tired of the world, he went to the immortals, rode on the white clouds, and reached the imperial hometown."

Listening to these words, Lan Meng only felt that the words were beautiful and the artistic conception was lofty: "Yes, it is the white clouds that are floating in the sky, which is why we are called immortals. My uncle, that is really not very elegant."

"There are some mythological novels in our world, and the gods recorded in them all fly on clouds or step on lotus flowers."

"What novel? Can you let me read it?" Lan Meng likes to read books. When he heard that there was a good book, he wanted to take a look.

"I'll look for it." Yan Zixiu didn't know if there was a book like this in the Sutra Library. After some investigation, he actually found a copy of "Journey to the West" in the popular scriptures. He asked the Sutra Library to be replaced by a

He read the text about the immortal world and then passed it to Lan Meng with the immortal rope, "This is it, "Journey to the West". You can read it first."

"Okay. Thank you very much, Mr. Yan." Lan Meng put it away, "I have decided that even if I reach the Golden Elixir stage and Nascent Soul stage, I will still use this Xiangyun pocket. Haha, it can't be like you said, hanging in the air like a hanging wire.

of puppets.”

The land is picturesque, auspicious clouds are floating, and the two of them are flying all the way, feeling in a good mood.

If you're in a good mood, hurry up and drive quickly. More than a thousand miles seems to pass by in no time.

Lan Meng suddenly pointed forward: "Look, that's Lan Xincheng."

Yan Zixiu looked down, and sure enough, beside the green mountains and green water, there was a city with a radius of hundreds of miles: "This city is not small. The ancient city in our hometown is only about ten miles in radius. Are you looking at it from the sky?

Hometown? Or what do you want to do?"

"This place is five hundred thousand miles away from the Medicine Master Sect, and we can't reach it in an hour and a half. Why don't we go to the city to find an inn to stay tonight. Then go to the Medicine Master Sect tomorrow?"

Yan Zixiu understood what Lan Meng meant. She still wanted to see her family quietly: "Okay, let's land early."

The two landed ten miles away from Lanxin City.

Lan Meng played with the Xiangyun Pocket for a while before taking back the storage bag: "Mr. Yan, such a treasure is something that even Yuanying monks would snatch. Are you really going to give it to me?"

"I never think about taking back what I give away." Yan Zixiu likes a saying: Don't ask for repayment when giving kindness, and don't regret being with others.

"How heroic!" Lan Meng gestured with her thumb, "If I were a man, I would be with you and marry Jin Lan."

"It's all just a formality. Are there many people who worship someone and then stab them with a knife? Whether they kiss or not depends on their moral status."

"Kiss or not, it's up to you. What does that mean?" Lan Meng was a little curious.

"That is to say, people who share the same goals will naturally feel close to each other without any formality."

"What you said is interesting. Haha, so what if we are related by blood? There are many people who turn against each other and become enemies." Lan Meng said with emotion.

"But when you talk about worshiping the boss, our ancients did have people of the opposite sex worshiping the boss."

Lan Meng urged: "Then tell me."

"We in China had a great and glorious era, also called the Tang Dynasty. Before and after the founding of the Tang Dynasty, there were three heroes, two men and one woman, known as the Three Heroes of the Fengchen. Among them, the woman's name was Zhang Chuchen, who was originally a powerful minister.

The maid who always carries a red whisk. So everyone calls her the red whisk girl. . . .

"That Li Jing was magnificent in appearance, ambitious in heart, and well versed in military strategy. But at that time, the dragon lurked in the abyss, and no one appreciated it...

"The Qiu-bearded guest became a brother and sister of the opposite sex with Hong Fu Nu, donated all his family property to Li Jing and Hong Fu Nu, then left overseas and established himself as king..."

Yan Zixiu told it very vividly, and Lan Meng was fascinated by it: "Mr. Yan, this story is so beautiful. It is so generous, intense, and heart-wrenching. I have decided that my pseudonym will be Hongfu from now on."

"Uh..." Yan Zixiu didn't expect to tell Lan Meng a pseudonym when telling a story, "Okay. Anyway, you can't use your real name when you get to Lan Xin City."

…

Lanxin City is a large city with a radius of a hundred miles. The city wall is ten feet high and is made of huge blue rocks. There are patterns all over it. According to Lan Meng, they are some runes to reinforce the city wall. Because sometimes monsters attack, in order to defend,

It must be built very solidly.

"Do you have monsters here?" Yan Zixiu asked.

"That's right? Don't you have any?" Lan Meng asked back.

"We only have wild beasts there."

"That's right. The spiritual energy in your place is thin, so no monsters can come out."

Walking to the gate of the city, Lan Meng showed a jade plaque bearing the name of a guest of the Lan family.

When the gatekeeper saw that the visitor was a monk in the foundation-building stage, he was very respectful. But when he saw that it was his guest, he became even more polite and bowed to give way.

Yan Zixiu observed that when other people entered the city, there was no charge for mortals. Some cultivators had to hand over a low-grade spiritual stone.

After entering the city, Yan Zixiu asked: "Lan... that Hong Fu, the entrance fee to Lan Xin City, you earn a lot, right?"

"For outside monks, they have to pay a spiritual stone every six months. The city fee for a year adds up to several thousand yuan. It costs a lot to raise people and build the city. In the end, there will only be a few left." Lan Meng is the future head of the family.

He is very knowledgeable about accounts.

"It seems like a big family has big problems. Where will we stay today?"

“Qiushui Inn.”

In Lanxin City, the streets are busy with traffic and there are many shops on both sides of the road. The city lord's palace is tall and majestic, the mansion area is full of luxury, the civilian area is quiet and peaceful, and the commercial area is bustling and noisy. All kinds of goods are dazzling and everything is available.

Yan Zixiu considered whether he should make a large purchase of these exotic goods and give them away to others, or sell them for money while traveling thousands of miles abroad.

Along the way, Lan Meng gave him pointers as to what district this was and what characteristics it had.

When the people in the city saw the two immortal cultivators, they did not show any fear, but just stepped aside with respect. Overall, the residents in the city lived and worked in peace and contentment, and the atmosphere was very peaceful.

Yan Zixiu praised him and said, "Hongfu, this ancestor of the Lan family seems to be a benevolent person."

Lan Meng raised his head: "I have been to many towns. There is basically no place better than Lanxin City."

Yan Zixiu agreed very much with a sentence in the Tao Te Ching: The sage has no intention and takes the hearts of the people as his heart.

Before coming to Lanxin City, he was not sure whether to help the ancestor of the Lan family extend his life as his life span was approaching, or to help the Lan family create another foundation-building monk.

Seeing that the people in Lanxin City and Yushanglou Town under its jurisdiction lived so peacefully, his idea was determined: help, help.

But how to help requires detailed investigation and careful calculation. Just don’t cause trouble by helping.

Qiushui Inn is diagonally opposite the main palace of Lanjia City in Lanxin City. In front of the inn is a large square where you can park cars, horses and sedans. The style of the inn is very ancient, with four large splash-ink characters on the plaque: Qiushui Inn.
Chapter completed!