Chapter 358 Monk From the Strange Fire Tower

Ning Wuxie had been to Dongli Mountain once in his previous life, but he only negotiated with people outside the Strange Fire Tower and never entered.

The Strange Fire Tower is far away from the Central Plains and is not involved in disputes. The disciples in the sect are all more low-key than each other. In the past two hundred years, the biggest news is still the traitor Han Feng, nothing else.

Originally, Yan Xiao's achievement of the Heavenly Immortal Realm could also be a big news.

With his original peak realm of Earthly Immortal, he could even raise the Strange Fire Tower to a well-known status overnight. Even if the foundation is insufficient, it can become a large sect that ranks among the top.

However, Yan Xiao fell.

If Ning Wuxie also had the cultivation of Earthly Immortal or even Heavenly Immortal, and successfully practiced the Great Sun Flame Art, perhaps Yan Xiao would not have to feed the fire with his body.

But now everything is too late, Ning Wuxie only hopes that the embers of the heart can really play a role.

Entering Wanghai Town, the salty and humid sea breeze completely replaced the freshness of the paddy field area before. Fishing gear is hung in front of every house to dry. Compared with Qingluo Town, this place looks more like a village. It seems that there is no business here, and everyone makes a living by fishing.

Xuan'er held the child, and Ning Wuxie led the mule and walked into the street. The aura of the immortal cultivators is naturally restrained. They are now dressed like ordinary people, and even their faces are a little dark under the restraint of the aura. Unless someone occasionally takes a second look, they will find that the facial features of this young village girl and man are really handsome.

Where can I find the monks of the Different Fire Tower?

It is definitely not possible to ask everyone when they come up. They set out early in the morning, and now it is just the middle of the sun, so they should have a meal first.

The two walked into a restaurant. The cheapest food in Wanghai Town is naturally sea fish, which is much cheaper than other places, so they naturally want to experience it.

Seeing that the guests came with a mule, the waiter naturally paid more attention. He took the mule diligently and asked someone to pull it to the backyard to feed it, and then led the two to sit down.

"Sir, you are from Qingluo Town, right? Would you like to try our Wanghai Town's specialty, raw fish shreds?"

"Is it delicious?"

"It's amazing. No one who has tried it doesn't like it. We have children, and we can also try the fish soup made from sea bream paste. Our locals feed their children this when they are weaned!"

Ning Wuxie and Xuan'er were stunned, and saw Xuan'er's expression was a little embarrassed.

The villagers speak simply and directly, without so many details. The two of them have almost gotten used to it in the past six months. In Qingluo Town, the old ladies living nearby often praise Xuan'er in front of her for her big breasts and big buttocks, and for being able to manage the family and give birth.

"Okay, then give me one of everything you said, three bowls of rice, and a dish of your choice."

"Okay." The waiter turned and ran into the back kitchen.

Xuan'er held Chen'er in her arms. The seven-month-old child was much bigger than when he was just born. He was not honest in her arms, and liked to move around, or stand on Xuan'er's legs and turn his head to look at people everywhere.

"Brother..." Xuan'er leaned over to Ning Wuxie and whispered, "Weaning...what's going on?"

"You don't know about weaning?" Ning Wuxie was surprised.

Xuan'er looked at Ning Wuxie and shook her head blankly.

Ning Wuxie almost wanted to hold his forehead. It turned out that his wife gave birth to a baby for him, but he didn't even know how to raise it.

"Weaning means not feeding the child with breast milk...he can't be a baby forever."

"Does that kind of thing need to be weaned? What does it have to do with fish soup?"

Fortunately, there were not many people in the restaurant. Ning Wuxie explained to Xuan'er in a soft voice what weaning was. She realized that babies would resist when weaning, and they had to be taught to eat normal food gradually.

"So that's the case...then when should it start?"

"It depends on the individual situation of each baby. It's basically from 8 months to one year old."

"Then Chen'er hasn't reached that age yet."

"Seven months is almost the same. Look at how strong he is."

Most of the descendants of immortal cultivators are healthy, unlike mortals, and it is normal to wean at seven months.

Xuan'er nodded, feeling a little happy. To be honest, feeding Chen'er was indeed a very torturous thing. This was something that you would not know if you were not a mother and had experienced it yourself.

The dishes came, and the two of them ate while feeding Chen'er fish paste soup, which was indeed suitable for children. It was soft, glutinous, and had no bones, and the taste was light.

Chen'er did not resist much, and ate it when he was fed. He ate five or six mouthfuls in a row before turning his head away.

It seemed that he was quite receptive.

After the meal, Ning Wuxie went to the counter to pay the bill and threw out a few coins, which immediately made the waiter's eyes widen.

"Oh, you are generous, sir!" The waiter gathered the silver in his palm and nodded and bowed.

"What's my business?"

"Picking some mountain products." Ning Wuxie smiled, "I came to Wanghai for a walk, and I want to ask you something."

"Hey, go ahead."

"I want to ask..." Ning Wuxie lowered his voice, "Where can I see the cultivators of the Fire Tower?"

"Fire cultivators? What do you want to do with them? Did you encounter a monster?"

Ning Wuxie was stunned for a moment, then frowned and nodded: "Yes, I found an old mountain ginseng that was at least a hundred years old on the mountain a few days ago. I wanted to pick it, but there was a wild boar guarding it."

"That wild boar also looked like a Taoist priest. Fortunately, I ran fast, otherwise I would have died there."

Ning Wuxie pretended to be frightened.

"The monsters guarding the mountain treasures... This is not easy to deal with. Fire cultivators will not take the initiative to eliminate the monsters in the mountains unless they rush down to harm the villages and towns."

"But...but the old mountain ginseng is very close to the village at the foot of the mountain. If the mountain ginseng grows up and is eaten by wild boars, won't it endanger the people?"

"Well...that's true."

The waiter shrugged, "Then you go ahead and ring the bell. Huo Xiu will rush over after hearing the bell. You can explain it clearly by then."

"Ring the bell?"

"Yes, there is a fire cave in the town square, and there is a fairy bell on it. If you hit it with a small hammer, the strange fire tower will know about it and send someone down."

"This..." Ning Wuxie was confused for a moment, this was a bit ostentatious.

The Alien Fire Tower is already a key target of attention, and those who call the Alien Fire Tower will naturally be targeted. Although six months had passed, there must have been others calling in the past six months, but Ning Wuxie didn't want to let herself be targeted in case something was revealed.

"What's wrong, sir? I'm sorry? It's okay. The clock struck silently. Although it is located in Wanghai Town, it is also used by our four towns in Dongli. Please relax." The waiter said with a smile. .

"No...I can't expose it..." Ning Wuxie whispered.

"If our colleagues in Qingluo Town know that I brought a fire cultivator back, they will definitely know that I found the treasure, and I will be in trouble... you know."

The waiter opened his eyes wide and said "oh" silently.

"This is really... then let me ring it for you. You go to the kitchen and sit for a while while I ring the bell. When Huo Xiu arrives, I will bring him over."

"That couldn't be better!" Ning Wuxie was pleasantly surprised and hurriedly stuffed some broken silver into the shop boy's handbag, which was more than the money for the meal.

The waiter was pleasantly surprised and believed that Ning Wuxie was a very capable mountain runner. After returning to the kitchen, he informed me, ran out of the restaurant with a smile on his face, and ran towards the center of the town.

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