"Waiter, is there a guide here? I want to go to the Sunset Mountains." Zhang Fengyi looked at the waiter and asked.
Hearing Zhang Fengyi's words, the waiter was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said: "Sir, I think you are a real person. Please listen to my advice. You can't go to the Sunset Mountains."
"Can't we go?" Zhang Yifeng's eyes showed a hint of curiosity, "Why can't we go?"
The waiter looked around, turned around, lowered his voice and said, "Sir, do you think there are many people here?"
Zhang Yifeng didn't know why and nodded.
The waiter continued: "People who come to our inn only eat wine and food, but don't book a room. Do you know why?"
Zhang Yifeng shook his head.
The waiter pointed at the people around him and said: "These people are all planning to go to the Sunset Mountains to try their luck. Many of them will never come back after going to the Sunset Mountains. This is probably what they eat."
It’s the last drink, and those who go there will never leave a way out for themselves.”
"You mean they will die in the Sunset Mountains?" Zhang Yifeng asked.
The waiter nodded: "Our inn has new faces almost every day, because most of the people who went there before are dead."
When Zhang Yifeng heard this, a look of understanding flashed across his face.
Along the way of cultivation, he competes with God for his fate. He is deeply aware of the cruelty of the cultivation world. Only those who adapt to the cold-blooded rules of the cultivation world can survive.
Killing and stealing goods, or being killed, or dying in the mouth of a ferocious beast, this is a problem that every monk has to face. In Zhang Yifeng's view, only by facing it bravely can he gain a chance of survival in adversity.
"I still want to go to the Sunset Mountains."
The waiter shook his head, glanced at Zhang Yifeng helplessly, and said: "Since you don't listen, you have nothing to do with me. I hope you can come back alive."
Zhang Yifeng smiled, his confidante and friends were still waiting for him, of course he would come back alive.
Following an urging from the next table, the waiter shook his head and left with a sigh. Before leaving, he took a deep look at Zhang Yifeng, as if he was looking at a dead person.
Zhang Yifeng saw this, but he didn't care.
After being reborn, he has his own path to follow, and even if others cannot understand it, he will continue to walk firmly on the path he has chosen.
"Sir, there's nothing else to do, I'll just go and get busy."
The waiter turned around and left.
Zhang Yifeng took a sip of wine and continued to listen to the gossip around him.
"Hey, that Xu Dao is really miserable. He tried to be a hero, but he didn't expect to be chopped off by his own father. It's such a pity."
"Who says it's not the case? Xu Nantian is really ruthless. He even killed his own son. He is worthy of being a hero."
"Okay, let's not talk about Xu Dao, let's talk about the main topic this time. Lao Xu, I heard that your cousin found a top-quality agave in the Sunset Mountains. Is it true?" said a naked man.
The big man with strong muscles in his arms suddenly asked.
The lean man Lao Xu nodded and said proudly: "Of course it's true. He used that agave plant in exchange for the opportunity to enter the Haotian Sect."
As soon as Lao Xu finished speaking, the crowd immediately exploded.
"What! Haotian Sect? That is the top immortal cultivating sect. I didn't expect that a single agave could be exchanged for the opportunity to enter the Haotian Sect. Your cousin is really lucky."
"Yes, although agave is rare, compared with the Haotian Sect, it is a bit downgraded."
In response, Lao Xu chuckled: "It was also his good luck. A senior of the Haotian Sect was making elixirs, but the medicinal materials happened to be short of an agave plant. After he offered the elixir, he was accepted as a registered disciple by the senior of the Haotian Sect.
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Hearing Lao Xu's words, everyone else felt envious in their eyes.
That was the Haotian Sect, and he was accepted as a registered disciple by the seniors of the Haotian Sect. Although he was a registered disciple, given the status of the Haotian Sect in Tianzhou, even a registered disciple was beyond the reach of ordinary monks.
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"Haha, it seems we came right. There is indeed a treasure in the Sunset Mountains. If I get a rare elixir, I will go to the Haotian Sect to try my luck."
"Tch, Yang Laoer, why don't you take a pee and look in the mirror? You're like you. You probably can't even touch a dead leaf grass in the Sunset Mountains. You still want to get a rare elixir?"
Dead leaf grass is the most common weed in Yueling Continent. Although it has medicinal properties, it is not necessary for alchemy. In addition, dead grass can be found everywhere, so it is used by ordinary people as firewood.
"Okay everyone, let's discuss going to the Sunset Mountains first." Seeing everyone starting to argue again, Lao Xu couldn't help but remind him.
Only then did everyone react and all looked at Lao Xu.
Seeing that everyone's eyes were focused on him, a look of pride flashed in Lao Xu's eyes, and then he coughed slightly and said: "I believe everyone knows that although the Sunset Mountain Range is a treasure land, it is also a dangerous place.
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Everyone nodded in agreement.
Many of their friends, seniors, and even relatives never came back after going to the Sunset Mountains. Naturally, they knew the dangers of the Sunset Mountains.
Lao Xu was very satisfied with everyone's reaction. He pondered for a while and said, "The Sunset Mountains are full of dangers. If you go there alone, you will definitely die. Therefore, I suggest that we form a treasure hunting team. This can greatly help
Improve our survivability."
Hearing Lao Xu's words, Zhang Yifeng nodded silently in his heart.
In the world of cultivation, especially in some dangerous places, it is very dangerous for a person to fight alone. If there is team cooperation, it will be much safer.
Of course, the premise is that this team is sincere to each other. If everyone has their own agenda, they will only die faster.
"Then we form a team. If we get the treasure, how should we distribute it?" A monk with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks asked a sharp question.
After he finished speaking, everyone else's expressions changed and they looked at Lao Xu with questioning looks in their eyes.
Lao Xu looked like he had never thought about this question. For a moment, he didn't know how to answer it.
At this time, Zhang Yifeng suddenly stood up and walked towards Lao Xu and others.
"This question is actually very simple."
Everyone, including Lao Xu, followed the sound and saw a bearded monk walking towards them.
With his beard, he is naturally Zhang Yifeng after makeup.
"May I ask this brother, what is your advice?" Lao Xu looked at Zhang Yifeng with a puzzled face and asked.
Everyone also looked at Zhang Yifeng with curiosity, wanting to hear what he had to say.
As for Zhang Yifeng's identity, no one asked, because there are many new faces coming here every day, and Zhang Yifeng is just one of them.