Seeking the Dao in the Seemingly Mundane Mortal World Chapter 296: Xianfan Gathering

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For dozens of miles, there are trees outside the mountain.

Qin Yi wandered into the forest and looked at the surrounding scenery, a little surprised in his eyes.

This is a very ordinary pear tree. It is the season of fruiting. The pears on the tree are yellow and orange, which looks very attractive. However, upon closer inspection, you will find that these pears are all weird.

Some were slanted inexplicably, some were simply upside-down, and the pears were in strange shapes, crooked, and invisible at all. You can see the S-shaped ones and the B-shaped ones. You don't know whether this is a pear or an artificial cookie. It will be extremely uncomfortable for people with OCD to walk here.

Qin Yi picked up a butt-shaped pear that looked a little pleasing to the eye, and immersed in his spiritual sense to feel it. It was indeed an ordinary pear, without aura or toxin, and there were all ordinary pears.

Qin Yi took a bite, wild pears, sour and astringent, nothing special.

He shook his head and ate the pears and went on.

The rules are too strange. If it is completely disordered, pears shouldn’t have the taste of pears. It may be bitter or salty, but it is still the taste of pears in recognition. Even pears can be used as medicine. Consistent.

Perhaps as Tassel said, what it looks like is only a superficial understanding. The essence is the pear, and this is the core element.

As long as you grasp the essence, 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 nothing more than a partial distortion due to certain conditions, and it's not going to a different world with completely different rules.

It still depends on the character. The key point of this trip is how the character thinks.

Qin Yi very much hopes to meet other people before visiting Taihuang Jun, and get a general feel of the local customs, but don’t be uncomfortable after walking hundreds of miles in the desert...

This is very possible. If it is in Shenzhou, this kind of mountain range with Huiyang monks is either a sect or a reclusive place for casual cultivators, there may be no other human traces.

As a result, when Qin Yi passed through the forest and reached the mountain range ahead, he couldn't help being dumbfounded.

There is an obvious road between the two mountains, and at the end of the road is a city!

There is a city here!

From a distance, you can still see monks flying in and flying out of the city... a city where monks live?

Qin Yi tentatively approached. Someone passed by him, and he ignored him as a "foreigner". At the gate, there was no one guarding the gate at all. The so-called gate was not a conventional gate. The bricks and stones were piled in the shape of a smiling face, and the gate was opened with a big mouth. It was a little frightening, but it was funny.

Qin Yi entered the city gate with an ellipsis.

The first time I entered, I felt that there were many mortals around, the kind who had no practice at all. They set up a stall selling vegetables, and others were cooking, and the smell of the food faintly spread.

In this kind of urban atmosphere that seems to be a mortal life, a monk from the late period of Jomoqin's heart sits on a duck artifact and flies slowly over the vegetable market.

The vegetable seller is still scolding: "Pretend to be your mother! It's amazing to be able to fly!"

The monk casually grabbed a bird from the sky, folded its wings and threw it to the aunt, and took a Chinese cabbage from her stall, then squeaked and flew away as he ate it raw, and said leisurely:" It can’t fly anymore, are you satisfied?"

The aunt put away the bird and yelled: "The bird caught by the fairy, ten taels of silver! If you want to take it back and walk by with the fairy spirit, don't miss it! Maybe you will have spiritual roots if you eat it!"

A passer-by sipped: "Who is it? It's possible for his own bird to cut it off and eat it."

Qin Yi: "..."

Turning around, there are signs flashing at the city gate, and the majestic mana is moving.

The mana is shining, and the handwriting of the notice jumps out one by one to become bigger, and the silver hook and iron painting bring out a bit hideous.

"There are only two rules in this city: First, the iron law, monks must not bully mortals, and when mortals die, monks will become extinct, and a group of idiots will relax! Second, it is also the iron law. Monks are not allowed to fight in any form in the city. See the first for the reason!"

A place of disorder, but meeting is two "iron laws"...Say it is disordered, but in fact it is orderly, but if there is order, there seems to be no restriction beyond these two rules. There is no order.

No, there are still basic social rules, such as transactions, at least there is money between mortals.

Qin Yi walked slowly all the way, and soon saw the brothel.

This is the evening, and the brothel has already begun to lively. Passing by the gate and looking inside, you can see the flower wine atmosphere in the flower hall.

What makes Qin Yi speechless the most is that he noticed that one or two of the brothel women were in cultivation.

It's just a very low-level kind, it's a bit closer to being enlightened forcibly, and you can't cultivate higher. It's probably a means of attracting guests, and it's different from the practice of the prostitution sisters of the Ten Thousand Ways. But this method of attracting guests is also really useful. Qin Yi saw that monks were drinking flower wine on that table.

If it's a traditional immortal way, the monk who drank flower wine would cultivate a fart... But when I was caught in the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Palace, Qin Yi was quite calm about this.

The meaning here is different from the fairy palace, it probably means that you can practice as you please...

This kind of place where immortals and immortals live together is really interesting.

Going further, I saw a "Wanbao Pavilion", which was radiant and fascinating. There were no mortals coming and going, all of them were walking in and out. Qin Yi's heart moved slightly, this is probably a magical tool shop, you can go in and take a look.

The first counter on the left side of the door is the exercise cabinet, which is full of paper books, one of which has a store label under it: "The best seller in this store". Take a closer look: the title of the book is "Waste Linggen Can Practice".

What are the others? "A Preliminary Exploration of Immortal Cultivation", "Want to Know Do You Have Spiritual Roots", "Test Your Understanding"...

"What the **** is this, sold to mortals?" Qin Yi wiped his cold sweat, why is this so cute? Is it really a "place you can't come anyway"?

"Of course it was sold to mortals." A young man hurriedly ran over from another counter. Seeing that Qin Yi seemed to be in practice, he said, "Guest, you are from a foreign city? You should enter the inner room. I have what you want."

"Let’s take a look outside, it's very interesting." Qin Yi asked: "Are all mortals here participating in the practice?"

"If you want to fix it, just fix it. Whether you can fix it depends on your talent."

"Don't you worship the sect?"

"Zongmen?" The little second hesitated for a moment: "Zongmen are all demons. Those who want to go, don't want to go."

"Zongmen are all demons?"

"As for the demon sect to speak with a fist, the only rule. How about it? How to open the sect here? Isn't it good to go to the north?" Xiao Er suddenly realized: "Guest, you are from the north?"

Qin Yi asked simply: "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 purpose of practicing to stop being angry with this bird? If I want to practice, will it be like this?" Xiao Er looked at Qin Yi contemptuously: "You are a monk, and ask This, I think your achievements are limited."

Qin Yi was dumb, and suddenly felt so special that it made sense. Isn't the practice just to break free from the cage and be free.

He thought for a while, then asked: "Doesn't the monks also abide by this subway law?"

"The higher you practice, the less you need to follow. What people pursue is the day when the iron law can be formulated." Xiaoer's eyes became more and more contemptuous: "Guest, you go to the primary school to rebuild, for nothing. Yes, really."