Chapter 232 enters the Drunken Immortal Building

"There's no need for that!" Fu Xing refused.

In the face of the invitation of these city guards who did not know whether it was true or false, Fu Xing would never accept it.

Who knows, once you enter the hot city mansion, you will not be treated as a VIP, but treat yourself as a suspect, it will be miserable.

Besides, Fu Xing had no interest in having any entanglements with the city lord of Haote City, he was just a passerby, and he only came here to open his eyes and collect some useful things for his cultivation, so there was no need to let himself fall into it at all.

"This ......" The city guards were speechless for a while, not knowing what to do.

"Why don't you get out of here?" Fu Xing shouted, and gently divided it to both sides with both hands, and an invisible force suddenly came out of front of Fu Xing in two, forcibly separating the city guards who were blocking in front of him, and opened a way.

Fu Xing didn't talk nonsense, and walked forward directly and calmly, ignoring these city guards who were separated by him. And these city guards, who were forcibly squeezed to both sides by Fu Xing, were dumbfounded, and could only watch Fu Xing disappear into the crowd.

"Captain, what are we going to do?" One of the city guards asked his leader.

"What to do? Keep the search for the suspects! The leader of the city's guards said angrily, and the guards didn't have much to say, so they could only follow the leader's arrangement.

This time, I thought I had caught a suspicious person, but I didn't expect to be angry. Therefore, these city guards are like frosted eggplants, all wilting and dejected.

"You continue to search for the suspect, and I'll go back and report to the city lord......," the city guard leader said, leaving his team members behind, and left without looking back. The others were stunned for a moment, and then quietly went in the opposite direction and blended into the flow of people.

The ten-mile long street festival in hot city attracts thousands of cultivators, all of whom come with the same goal and want to harvest what they want. But where is the really good stuff?

Without the city guards pestering Fu Xing, while looking around the street, he was thinking about how to find the real good things. At the same time, he wants to find the comfort of the sworn brother.

The storefronts on the street are varied, and the spiritual objects displayed are uneven, Fu Xing looked at a few of them, but none of them had what he wanted, and he couldn't help but be a little discouraged. Just when Fu Xing was disappointed, he was suddenly attracted by a quaint and elegant building on the side of the street.

It was a restaurant, with a total of two floors, and there were not many people coming in and out, but most of the aura exuded from them was in the late stage of the Tongda Realm, and some of them were even in the early stage of exploring the Netherworld Realm, which made Fu Xing's eyes light up.

"Things gather by like, people by groups! Ha ha...... There was about what I needed here! Fu Xing was secretly pleasantly surprised in his heart, and hurriedly took a step towards the restaurant.

There is a burst of fragrance, refreshing, so that Fu Xing is vibrating, and then what catches your eye is the plaque of "Drunken Immortal Building" three golden characters inlaid on the door beam, which looks particularly dignified and atmospheric, giving people a sense of intimacy.

Fu Xing stood in front of the Drunken Immortal Building, looked up and stopped, and after watching for a while, he was just about to step in, when he was greeted by a clever looking shopkeeper.

"The little one is able to receive the immortal master, it's really a blessing for three lives! Immortal Master, please hurry! The hospitable words of the shopkeeper suddenly made Fu Xing feel warm in his heart.

"Hmm!" Fu Xing responded, threw it casually, and threw an ordinary spirit stone to the shopkeeper.

"Thank you, Immortal Master!" The shopkeeper took the spirit stone thrown by Fu Xing, hurriedly said gratefully, and walked briskly to the front of Fu Xing, and introduced Fu Xing into the Drunken Immortal Building.

"Immortal Master, we have a good private room in the Drunken Immortal Building, do you choose a more luxurious or elegant one?" The shopkeeper led the way and turned back to inquire.

"Elegant!" Fu Xing replied simply, he was alone, in addition to coming here to taste the flavor of the food, he also wanted to be quiet and quiet for a while. After all, this Drunken Immortal Tower is a high-level place that has been seen so far, and it must be a place for those cultivators who explore the secluded realm to come to the city of Hotte to participate in the ten-mile long street festival, and they may be able to find some clues about the city of hot that people can look forward to.

"Gotta ......" let the shopkeeper hear it, and immediately responded, passing through the hall on the first floor, and walking straight towards the stairs leading to the second floor of the hall.

Fu Xing used his vigilant eyes to scan around the hall on the first floor of the Drunken Immortal Building, and found that there were only two tables in the huge hall, which were arranged on both sides of the passage from the gate to the staircase leading to the second floor. Moreover, there are only two or three people sitting around each table. When they saw the sudden arrival of Fu Xing, they all involuntarily glanced up, and realized that it was a monk with a faint aura of cultivation, so they turned their heads again, drinking and chattering.

As soon as Fu Xing entered the gate of the Drunken Immortal Tower, he hid the aura of the cultivation realm on his body, and walked into the hall without any taboos as an ordinary cultivator.

You must know that the Drunken Immortal Tower is one of the most high-end places in the city, and ordinary cultivators can't come here to consume at all.

But Fu Xing can be so calm, among those who cast their attention, they are either the broad young people in the city of Haote, or the rich second generation from outside, or the nouveau riche who has reaped great benefits in a certain adventure. Therefore, after they saw the extremely ordinary cultivation realm aura on Fu Xing's body, they naturally ignored it.

These people who were drinking and chatting in the hall on the first floor of the Drunken Immortal Building, which one of them was not exploring the secluded realm, how could they look down on a guy like Fu Xing who had no cultivation realm aura on his body.

Fu Xing didn't care, and he didn't take these people in the hall to heart, but a middle-aged man with a high nose and blue eyes sitting on the edge of the fence on the second floor attracted Fu Xing's attention. The first impression this person gave Fu Xing was that he had seen it somewhere.

In Fu Xing's opinion, anyone who seems to have met somewhere must be someone he knows.

"Who is this man and why is he here?" Fu Xing quickly searched for the answer in his brain, but in a short period of time, he did not find the right person to sit down.

Unable to recognize it at a glance, Fu Xing glanced at the middle-aged man intentionally or unintentionally as he walked up the stairs.

At this time, the middle-aged man also set his eyes on Fu Xing, and just met Fu Xing's gaze, and their eyes met each other, which suddenly gave each other a feeling of inspiration.

"Isn't this Peter? That wingsuit flyer? Fu Xing was suddenly shocked, and his heart was full of surprise and joy. Unexpectedly, I met people from the same world here.

At the beginning, Fu Xing, who was a reporter for Xinghe Daily, was standing on the top of Shenju Peak during an international wingsuit flight event, and when interviewing the contestant Peter, he was blown directly to the cliff by a gust of wind.

As a result, he accidentally traveled to the cultivation world on Fulong Star and started an unusual cultivation journey. However, in this hot city, which is far away from the Dongbo Sea and on the way to the West Island in the Xiwu Sea, he was able to meet people from the earth, which suddenly ignited the hope of Fu Xing to return to the earth.