Chapter 185: Peach Mountain
Taoshan and Xiling Divine Kingdom are like Chang'an and the Tang Empire.
Those in the political center are more prosperous.
The city of Chang'an is extremely prosperous, and although the town under the peach mountain of the Xiling Divine Kingdom is constrained by some conditions, the town has become less like a small town, but it is as prosperous as a city without walls.
The streets were crowded with worshippers and tourists, but no one seemed to see the horrific sight of a figure setting himself on fire somewhere in the street.
Selling sweet potatoes is still selling sweet potatoes on the streets, and sugar sellers are selling sugar people on the road, everyone has their own goals and goals, and they are traveling on their own roads.
The young man in the white robe, and the young man in the gray, from the beginning to the end, did not attract the attention of anyone else on the street.
It was as if the land within a radius of a few feet had become an isolated space that was independent of the world and unknown.
Ordinary people can't see it, it doesn't mean that extraordinary people can't see it, for example, a butcher and a drunkard who drinks and eats meat with peanuts in a wine shop a few hundred meters away.
"I knew that what the Lord said was not that simple?"
The drunkard looked at the empty space in the eyes of ordinary people, saw the young man, and said.
"Not the Master?"
Grabbing a handful of peanuts, the butcher asked without raising his head.
A few hours ago, Chen, the master of Zhiguanguan, wanted to make a deal with them, saying that they were giving them what they wanted, and they only needed to stop one person.
The drunkard and the butcher have lived for thousands of years, and they are naturally very clear about the Lord who is second only to the Master in such strength, and they do not understand how the other party finds them, but they live carefully enough to believe the words of the Lord one-sidedly.
And the people who think it is tricky, they think that there is anyone other than the Master who can do this, so they come to verify it, and as long as they find that it is not the opponent of the other party, then they will give up decisively.
"Not the Master." The drunkard said.
The butcher naturally knew that it was not the master, he just asked.
Then he looked at the young man, and his pupils, which had been calm for countless years, moved like an abyss, and then frowned.
His cultivation realm had already passed the Five Realms, and he had passed the point of approaching immortality above the boundary, but he still hadn't seen through the strength of that young man.
The young man with an indifferent and calm face swept his eyes and could not even feel his presence if he did not pay attention, which was something he had almost never seen in his many years of existence.
It wasn't that he had never seen it before, and he suddenly remembered that he seemed to have felt it in the master.
However, the age of this young man is the most puzzling to him, if a person's appearance can be retained, then it needs to be cultivated to a high enough level, but the fresh breath of the young man, the fresh breath, is obviously not an old monster.
At such an age, he has walked in the shadows of this vast sky for thousands of years, and has seen countless demons and ghosts, but he has never seen them.
The key is that he can't see through the other party.
"This young man should be the one who wants us to stop us, and I doubt now that the viewer wants us to find out the strength of that kid."
The butcher's pale gray eyes stared quietly at the young man on the street, and then said with a blank face.
The drunkard knew that the butcher's realm had always been higher than him, so the butcher's observation was naturally more accurate, and after hearing what he said, he also fell silent.
The conditions given by the contemplator are very tempting, saying that they can spend the next eternal night, and they have already spent the eternal night once, but they will definitely not survive the second time, so when the contemplator says this condition, they are moved.
It's just that they value the present more than later, and if they don't even die now, then what's the use of being able to do it in the future.
"If you can't see through, you may be better than me, and we shouldn't take this risk."
The butcher said calmly, and the drunkard did not object.
The fact that the two of them were able to survive the last eternal night, that is, the time period when they had avoided the actual Haotian Devouring Cultivator, not taking risks, and hiding deep enough had always been the reason why they had been able to survive for so long.
When the two people in the wine shop looked at Su Yu, Su Yu was also looking at them, and the breath of these two people was not very obvious, like rotten dead leaves that were not noticeable.
But the things that the two of them carried with them were very prominent, one was a pig-killing knife with a jet-black leather sheath tied around his waist, faintly revealing the cold glow in it, and the other was holding a wine jug and drinking freely in the sky, as if he couldn't drink it thoroughly.
Su Yu, who knew the characters in this world, it was difficult not to connect these two people with the drunkards and butchers who had avoided Haotian for thousands of years.
The drunkard belongs to the five realms, the seventh layer of immeasurable, and the butcher is close to the eighth level of immortality similar to the Buddha's realm.
Although there is the support of the realm, these two people are probably not as good as the Guanzhu, Su Yu is a little puzzled whether the Guanzhu does not know his strength or other reasons.
Because Su Yu felt that the appearance of these two people seemed to be a bit redundant, the strength of the viewer himself was stronger than these two people, and it seemed that there was no need to do such a thing.
On this issue, Su Yu didn't think much about it, because when it came to Zhishouguan, everything would naturally fall into place.
Glancing at the empty space, Su Yu raised his eyes to look at the peach mountain that reached straight to the clouds, and then walked forward.
Su Yu simply walked forward step by step, passing a noodle shop, passing a rice shop, and when he passed the wine shop, nothing happened.
The drunkards and butchers in the liquor shop were still drinking and eating meat on their own, and their faces were flat, as if they had no intention of making a move.
This situation made Su Yu a little stunned, but the other party didn't make a move, so he naturally didn't want to waste time.
When Su Yu's gaze swept over, the butcher's heart sank, and he said after he left,
"It seems that he didn't make a move, he just stayed outside the shop for a while, obviously wanting to wait for us to make a move, how can such a character be simple."
"In my opinion, if we just make a move, I'm afraid there is no chance of winning, I don't understand, such a person, such a world, how Haotian would allow a second one."
The butcher did not say who the first man was, but the drunkard knew that it was the master.
The reason why they feel that Haotian is not allowed is because they have experienced the last eternal night, and they already know that Haotian has devoured many, many cultivators who have crossed the Five Realms.
These cultivators above the Five Realms, including them, are all sheep raised in Haotian's captivity, and the previous teenagers and the masters of the academy are undoubtedly the fattest ones in Haotian's eyes.
"I'm afraid that compared to the master's visit to Taoshan more than ten years ago, I'm afraid there will be another big event in the Daomen."
Looking at the majestic mountain, the drunkard's face couldn't help but show a gloating smile.
The Xiling Temple is dedicated to Haotian, and Haotian wants to eat them.
Therefore, he didn't like the Xiling Temple, nor did he like any kind of force in this world, and it was obviously very interesting to be able to see the decay of the Dao Sect that had also stood for thousands of years.
(End of chapter)