I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Chapter 1354 Weird Rules (First Update)

An Lin didn't speak, and neither did they.

The streets were extremely quiet.

Everyone seemed to be hiding some other emotion in their eyes when they looked at An Lin.

An Lin had a black question mark on his face. This was the first time he encountered such a strange scene. Logically speaking, the prayers are over, why should everyone do their own thing and find their own mothers? What are you doing here?

Brother over there, your noodles are getting cold!

And that cooking master, the vegetables on your pot are all burnt! !

Both of them were looking at me intently. What kind of situation is this?

Just when the situation was somewhat stalemate, several powerful auras approached quickly not far away.

"You bold and unruly people, what are you still doing here? Do you want to cause trouble for us? If you want the immortal's blessing, I will give it to you. Take it and get out!" The leader was a majestic-looking man wearing a gorgeous robe. He yelled angrily, raised one hand, and bursts of vitality turned into energy and surged towards the people on the street.

"Ah, it's the Lord of Yangzheng City who is here!"

"Thank you City Lord for your blessing!"

"The Immortal Yangzheng lives together in heaven and earth, and the sun and moon shine together!"

The people on the street absorbed the energy freely and thanked the man who flew over.

The crowd finally dispersed after this.

An Lin suddenly realized when he saw this scene. It turns out that after everyone kneels down, do those who are kneeled still need to pay benefits to those who kneel down? This rule is too realistic...

An Lin had a brief perception and discovered that the Lord of Yangzheng City was a strong man in the God Transformation Realm, and several followers behind him were in the Spirit Nurturing Realm.

"The immortal has come, but I am not welcomed from afar, but I hope you will forgive me!!"

When Yang Zheng saw An Lin, he was so excited that he knelt down with a "pop" sound and bowed his head.

An Lin was startled, and immediately helped Yang Zheng up and said softly: "City Lord, there is no need to be polite, please get up quickly!"

Even the city lord bowed his head to him when he saw him. This really surprised him. At the same time, he was also sighing in his heart why the rules of the Shenyuan Continent were so strange.

Lord Yang Zheng and the followers behind him all stood up and looked at An Lin expectantly.

An Lin: "..."

An Lin thought for a moment and imitated the techniques of City Master Yang Zheng, absorbing the vitality of heaven and earth to form his own unique energy, and then poured it into the bodies of the people in front of him.

"Ah...comfortable!"

“What pure energy, I’ve realized it, I’m going to realize it!!”

"Thank you, God, for your blessing!"

"The heaven and earth share the same longevity, the sun and the moon share the same light!!"

Several people absorbed An Lin's vitality and looked satisfied and happy.

Yang Zheng approached An Lin very respectfully and asked, "Junior Yang Zheng, why did the Immortal come to our Yongyang City? If you need help, please feel free to ask!"

An Lin was a little surprised. For a stranger, was Yang Zheng a little too enthusiastic?

Even if he had just revealed a space technique of stepping on the void with his hands and feet, which alarmed the other party, the other party would not be so respectful. If this were in Taichu Continent, and a Void Returning Great Master was passing by, the temperamental city lord might not even think about giving him a try.

"Well, I have been in seclusion for tens of thousands of years. I just came out recently. I don't know much about this world. Just tell me about the current situation of this world." An Lin put his hands behind his back and looked down at Yang Zheng.

When Yang Zheng heard this, not only did he not have any doubts, but he was even more respectful: "It turns out to be an ancient immortal. You and I will move to the City Prince's Mansion, and I will talk to you slowly."

An Lin nodded slightly and flew towards the center of the city under the leadership of Yang Zheng.

The center of Yongyang City is a mountain.

There are curling clouds and mist, high mountains and flowing water, and flying cranes. It seems like a blessed land of immortality that transcends the ordinary world.

An Lin came to an exquisite and gorgeous pavilion halfway up the mountain and looked at the prosperous scene below the city.

I have to say that in terms of life and customs, this place is very similar to Kyushu.

A woman with a delicate face and slim figure, wearing a red off-shoulder skirt, personally made tea for An Lin, her movements were elegant and flowing.

"Hahaha...Senior An Lin, this is Fenchun Tea brewed by my little girl Yang Lingqian. She is the best tea maker in Yongyang City." Yang Zheng said with a smile on his face.

"Senior, please have tea." Yang Lingqian stretched out her slender hand, held a cup of tea in her palm, and carefully handed it to An Lin, with a nervous expression and a hint of ardent expectation.

An Lin took the tea cup naturally and saw that the tea was red, and there seemed to be flames dancing in the water like elves. It looked really beautiful.

He took a sip. The tea was fragrant and refreshing, mixed with the taste of enthusiasm.

"Good tea. Not only is this tea refreshing and natural, with a high spirit of spring, but it also contains a special inflammatory power that makes it extremely unrestrained. It is good as a refreshing tea." An Lin praised and turned his gaze to The woman in the red dress next to her smiled and said, "The flame power must be the unique flame power of Miss Yang Lingqian, right?"

The woman in the red dress blushed with embarrassment, and responded in a panic: "Well, it's the little girl's fire power! I made tea like this without permission, and I offended my senior. I hope you can forgive me!"

An Lin smiled without saying a word and picked up another cup of tea. After pouring the tea, star demon flames appeared from his fingertips, like stars falling on tea, filling up the starry sky.

"Your tea has the power to blend into the tea, but it lacks a bit of compatibility with the artistic conception. Try my cup of tea."

"Uh...yes, senior!"

Yang Lingqian took the tea somewhat flattered and took a sip.

"Ah...!" Suddenly, her face turned crimson and a look of intoxication appeared on her face.

Her delicate, snow-white body undulated violently under the red skirt, and her breathing became rapid.

"The starry sky is burning, so beautiful, as if it has a flavor that makes people sink!" Yang Lingqian couldn't help but cried out, her voice was charming.

Yang Zheng looked at his daughter in shock.

It was the first time he saw his daughter look like this after drinking tea.

"The senior's tea ceremony has reached the pinnacle, and my little daughter admires him with all her heart." Yang Lingqian bowed to An Lin again with admiration, and the look in her eyes when she looked at An Lin was different from before.

If she was in awe of An Lin's identity before, then she was impressed by his tea ceremony now.

"It's just a little skill, not worth mentioning." An Lin waved his hand indifferently.

This scene made Yang Zheng even more in awe. An Lin was indeed an ancient immortal, and he easily impressed the first tea master of Yongyang City.

"Okay, let's not chat anymore, just tell me about the changes over the past ten thousand years." An Lin said lightly.

The fragments of the Heavenly Dao fell into the Shenyuan Continent ten thousand years ago. The changes during this period must involve clues about the fragments of the Heavenly Dao.

"Okay, I'll tell you right away. Before the senior went into seclusion, the Divine Origin Continent should have been in the prehistoric era of the Nine Emperors and Thousand Kingdoms, right?" Yang Zheng asked.

"Yes." An Lin nodded, and at the same time thought, what the hell is the Nine Emperors and Thousand Kingdoms?

Yang Zheng's expression was solemn and full of awe: "But now, we only have one king, a supreme immortal king. His appearance has made the Thousand Kingdoms era a thing of the past. All lands under the king belong to him! All those under the throne are running dogs!"

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