Chapter 72 Calling

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Like the drizzle in the rainy season,

Everything in front of you is shrouded in fog, making it difficult for people to see clearly, but by virtue of the feeling, you can still vaguely feel it!

"How is this going?"

Zhang Qingyuan frowned slightly.

Although I didn't feel anything that could threaten my safety,

But it feels so bad!

and,

There seems to be something wrong with the small fire that Zhang Qingyuan carried with him!

"Xiaohuo, are you alright? It's a little strange how you are twisting around these two days?"

Passing the street, Zhang Qingyuan, like an ordinary passerby, walked into a restaurant next to him, found a seat by the window and sat down, and asked the small fire wrapped around his wrist aloud.

at this time,

Xiao Er came over to add tea and asked what he needed.

Zhang Qingyuan ordered some drinks and dishes, and at the same time threw him a few finely broken spirit stones that he had obtained from shopping in the past few days, and waved him to retire.

Xiao Er got the tip, thanked him again and again, and left with great gratitude.

"Boss, I don't know what's going on. In this immortal city, I always feel as if something is calling me."

Xiaohuo had a bitter face, and a voice came from his mind.

It doesn't actually feel good either.

A few years ago in the Qingyang Monster Beast Mountain Range, it was slapped on the ground by the Great Elder of Qianyun Mountain.

At that time, it decided that in the future, it would be a wicked snake.

Especially when the strength of the boss of his own family has been raised to such an extent that he is already able to crush himself to death with one finger.

The enemy faced at this time,

If even the boss can't do anything, what can he do?

forcibly,

Most of them turn into dead snakes!

Can't be bothered, can't be bothered!

Not to start, not to cause trouble, has become its purpose before being promoted to Dongzhen Heavenly Demon.

However,

As the saying goes, there are always bad people who want to harm me.

Since coming to this Heavenly Immortal City, for some unknown reason, the Chiyan Heavenly Lin Snake has often felt a faint call in the depths of his inner blood.

That voice seemed to sound deep in my mind.

It can't block it even if it wants to plug its ears.

uncomfortable.

"Blood calling?"

Hearing Xiaohuo's explanation, Zhang Qingyuan also frowned slightly.

Recalling the hazy feeling that Heavenly Immortal City gave him, he could vaguely guess something.

Perhaps under this immortal city,

Something is hiding!

"That little fire, can you sense where the call is?"

Zhang Qingyuan pondered in his heart, and suddenly came up with an idea.

"Which position?"

Xiaohuo was immersed in the depths of his mind, and wanted to follow the call of his heart to find the source.

But in the end,

It still shook its head.

"No, I feel like the whole city seems to be calling me."

"The whole city..."

Zhang Qingyuan lowered his head and pondered for a long time, and tapped his fingers on the table unconsciously.

However, in the end, Zhang Qingyuan gave up the idea of ​​pursuing the secret.

Tianxian City is too big,

As the most prosperous self-cultivation city in the Northern Mountain Region, I don’t know how many monks in the real world have passed by over the years. If the hidden secrets are really so easy to be discovered, how can they wait until now?

However, before the exchange meeting, if you continue to visit the Celestial City, you can observe it a little.

Zhang Qingyuan said secretly in his heart.

But he didn't hold out much hope for it.

poured a glass of wine,

Zhang Qingyuan drank leisurely.

Outside the window, there was a hustle and bustle of people.

There were shouts, shouts, cheers, and the laughter of children... The smell of wine, pancakes, and fried fruits wafted in the air.

Between the bustling city, the red dust billows.

Zhang Qingyuan's figure was sitting by the window,

It's like I'm in this world,

It's like being alone and isolated from this world.

heart of heart,

unpredictable.

In the perception of Zhang Qingyuan's mind, the entire street, the red dust of all beings, the joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys turned into boundless tides, impacting and rolling, shaking the sky.

And his soul, in this tide of red dust, is constantly receiving shocks,

Constantly receiving training,

more and more bright.

The stormy waves in the inner world have no impact on the outside world.

From this to the end, Zhang Qingyuan looked ordinary on the outside, and no one in the surrounding city felt strange. Even if someone swept the position from the corner of their eyes, they would instinctively ignore the past.

"Little old man has been telling the story of Tianjiao that once existed in Tianxiancheng these days. You are a little tired of coming here, so let's talk about the legend of this Tianxiancheng today..."

downstairs inn,

An old man is leading his granddaughter to tell a story to the audience.

Different from the popular stories told by other people, this old man is telling stories that once happened in Tianxiancheng, which is very unique to the local culture.

The old man is very experienced in storytelling. After polishing some folk legends and stories, he told them vividly and vividly, but it also attracted a lot of passers-by.

Zhang Qingyuan upstairs was also listening quietly.

Naturally, he wasn't attracted by the old man's story. The many mature web articles he had read in his previous life were much better in terms of coolness and storytelling.

What really caught Zhang Qingyuan's attention,

It is the ancient legend about Tianxian City that he mentioned.

The old man's story is very common. It is adapted from the stories of ancient legends. The general content is that tens of thousands of years ago, Tianxian City was not called Tianxiancheng, but Tianyaocheng. At that time, demons were rampant in the world, and the human race was slaves. The story of a hero who rose up and led mankind to defeat the demon clan here and changed the demon city into a city of immortals.

As long as people who live in Tianxian City know a thing or two about this myth and legend, but after being adapted and polished by the old man, the passion of the story is surging, as if it has been experienced in person.

Inside the restaurant and inn, Zhang Qingyuan touched his chin with a thoughtful expression on his face.

"Boss, do you also like this kind of story? In fact, I think your experience, boss, is so mysterious that it must be very popular with other people when you write it."

In Zhang Qingyuan's heart, Xiaohuo's voice suddenly sounded.

"Although these myths and legends are mostly fabricated to spread fraud, there will always be some information that can be snooped out of."

Zhang Qingyuan glanced at Xiaohuo calmly, and that look made the latter a little frightened.

Before the anxious Xiaohuo wanted to say something to save him, he heard Zhang Qingyuan speak a little inscrutable.

"Boss is wise!"

Xiaohuo immediately cheered loudly.

In order to redeem the wrong words, it is right to cheer hard at this time.

"I wonder what the boss heard?"

"Nothing at all."

Zhang Qingyuan's expression was dull.

"..."

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