Cultivation of Immortals Begins with Drilling Wood To Make Fire

Chapter 168 [The People in the Rivers and Lakes at the T-Junction]

Since embarking on the path of practice, breakthroughs are as simple and common as eating and drinking. So during this period of time, Fang Chang even ignored it, and his cultivation base sometimes did not break through.

Therefore, he was a little surprised when he suddenly entered the country while observing and comprehending the scene of the busy city like walking around.

This is actually one of the opportunities to understand nature.

But Fang Chang didn't pay much attention to it, instead he found a tavern, added some sorghum wine to the gourd, and then walked out of the market inside the city wall, out of the city gate suspension bridge, and walked out of the city along the main road .

Walking leisurely on the road, letting the wind in the field shake the hem of his clothes, Fang Chang held a gourd in one hand, sipped, and walked aimlessly along the road.

This gourd was picked from the morning class stone on Xianqi Cliff. He planted it and made it himself. It has been infiltrated by the inspiration on the cliff for a long time, and it is full of aura.

Later, he has been carrying it around his waist for a long time, which is even more different. The wine that has been filled with it will taste better, clear and refreshing, and contains spiritual meaning.

And despite the small size of this gourd, it would take several large jars to fill it with wine now, but Fang Chang has not tried to completely fill it yet.

Behind it is the Qing Chengfu City.

He sent Hu Yun to school, and since he came out of Ninghe Mansion, he has been walking southeast of the mansion where he was so excited. Before he knew it, he crossed the state border and arrived at Qingcheng Mansion, southeast of Ninghe Mansion and southeast of Long'an Mansion.

During this trip, Fang Chang just followed his hunch and proceeded as he wanted without definite purpose.

Pedestrians on the road didn't show much expression to this handsome young man in white with a sword in his hand and a wine gourd in his hand.

In this world, Jianghu people are widely distributed and there are many in number, appearing everywhere in the world, and all kinds of costumes are very unusual. What's more, he is only dressed in white and shiny, and people who often walk on the road have long been familiar with it.

The road crosses in front, and the foot road leads from northwest to southeast, and it ends in front, on a wider official road facing east and west.

Well, a T-junction.

There is a small village here, or in other words, it is the size of a village, but it is not less prosperous than a small town.

The farmland nearby is flat and fertile. Fang Chang looked up and saw that the weather here has been good for many years. As long as the crops are cultivated, the grain will be plentiful and the barn will be full. , started a variety of businesses, but also very prosperous.

Looking up, the clouds above the small villages and towns, a picture of prosperity and prosperity.

Looking at the sun in the sky, Fang Chang tied the gourd back to his waist and walked to a shed ahead.

"Master, bring a pot of tea."

"Okay, sir, here are crow's tongue, water peak, cloud leaf, and smoke red, which one do you want?" the stall owner asked immediately.

"The cheapest one is fine." Hearing the stall owner's question, Fang Chang replied.

He is not picky about tea, he can drink it as long as he can, after all, no matter what kind, it is not as good as the homemade one on Xianqi Cliff. In fact, it's the same if you want a pot of white water, but I think the stall owner will not be willing to sell it.

There is always hot water bubbling here, and the stall owner quickly made a pot of tea, carried it to the long square table, took a few more cups, and said to him: "Guest officer, take it easy, there are all kinds of refreshments here, are you sure?" Want some?"

"No need." Fang Chang said, and then he stopped the stall owner who was about to turn around and leave: "Master, is there anything to eat here?"

"Of course!" Seeing the customers across the street wanting to eat, the stall owner immediately became interested: "Although this place sells tea, but behind it is its own courtyard. The place is spacious and convenient. There are complete stoves and cooking utensils, and food can be provided at any time of the day."

"Guest officer, if you want to eat, here are cornbread noodles, fresh meat, eggs, and home-grown celery, leeks and garlic sprouts. You can fry some vegetables and bring them up at any time. In addition, there are some mountain village wines , some homemade lo mei, and five-spice peanuts made by the old Wang's family in the village, what would you like?"

After thinking for a while, Fang Chang said: "Bring a bottle of wine, put a bowl of millet rice, stir-fry shredded pork with garlic sprouts, leek eggs, and the stewed meat, put it on a plate, and then put a plate of peanuts, these are not enough. want again."

After all, he took out a few strings of copper coins and put them on the table.

The stall owner looked very happy, counted the money quickly and carefully, and took out the corresponding amount, then talked to Fang Chang, and walked back quickly: "Guest officer, wait a moment, the food will be served soon."

Fang Chang nodded and waited slowly.

He is never stingy when it comes to eating, after all he has no shortage of money, as long as he can carry it with him, he can have as much as he wants, even if it is not enough, he can go hungry for ten days and half a month, and go back to Xianqi Cliff to get the money.

It is good to have mines at home.

It's good to be successful in cultivating immortals without eating or drinking and not being afraid.

The stall owner acted very quickly. After Fang Chang had just drank two cups of tea, he brought up a platter of braised meat and a plate of peanuts, brought over a jar of wine, slapped open the mud seal, and brought out several porcelain bowls.

Inside the lo mei plate, there are some such as ears, heart, liver, mouth strips, head meat, etc. Although there are not many kinds of seasonings, they are cooked thoroughly, and they are full of weight and fresh in color, which looks very attractive.

Fang Chang had just poured himself a bowl of wine, but before he could drink it, he saw a motorcade stop not far away.

These carts were not loaded with goods, but were only densely nailed with round logs to the cages, and the front was pulled by horses, and people could be vaguely seen inside, chained to the cages by thick shackles.

It turned out to be a long line of prison wagons.

What made Fang Zhang a little bit aware was that there were a large group of Jianghu people on both sides of the prison car, who seemed to be escorting them?

The guard guarding the car looked vigilantly at the people in the rivers and lakes beside him, and also looked around vigilantly, including everyone in the village and town, and the people in the canteen where Fang Chang was.

It should be almost noon, and they are going to come here to rest and eat.

In this way, he thought of going with Fang Chang.

Another thing that caught Fang Chang's attention was that among the Jianghu people on both sides, there were faces he was familiar with.

Since they hadn't turned on the state of "why meet each other before", they were scanning the places where they could eat on both sides, and they naturally found Fang Chang.

The man and the woman tugged on each other's cuffs, walked towards the table quickly, looked around, and asked in a low voice, pleasantly surprised:

"But Immortal Fang in person?"

Fang Chang stretched out his chopsticks and pointed to the seat opposite: "We are destined to meet each other. Please sit down and have a bowl of water and wine together." Then, he said to the stall owner next to him: "Master, add two wine bowls and two chopsticks. You also need two bowls of millet rice, and cut some lo mei."

"okay."

Seeing that the stall owner responded, Fang Chang turned his head and looked in front of him. The two looked reserved, but their behavior was free and unrestrained, and they sat directly opposite and on the side of Fang Chang. So he was satisfied and smiled at the two:

"Just call me Mr. Fang. We said goodbye that day. I didn't expect the two of you to go together."

The man on the opposite side arched his hands and said with a smile: "When I left the tea shed that day, the gentleman still looks as good as before. I really yearn for it."

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