Chapter 281 Stealing Immortal Peaches

Maple Leaf Island.

The ancient city stands in the vastness, and the mottled city walls tell of a long history.

The clear and winding moat is lined with rows of willows, and the tender green branches and leaves sway in the wind.

There are a lot of willow trees not only outside the city, but also inside the city.

A small boat came slowly from a distance and stopped in front of the city.

The boatman was an old man in black, with a gloomy expression, like a poisonous snake choosing its prey.

The boat curtain was lifted, and a man in a Confucian robe walked out. He had a handsome face, a misty temperament, and a smile on his lips, like a young man from a noble family returning from an outing.

Following behind him were two ordinary maids.

"Liucheng."

Chu Chen raised his eyes and looked above the city gate, smiling slightly.

The archipelago around Maple Leaf Island is located in the southeast area of ​​Canglan Sea, not too far from the Hengduan Mountains, so the concentration of spiritual energy is not high, and few immortal cultivators are willing to stay here.

Therefore, Maple Leaf Island and other islands are almost isolated from the Canglan Sea cultivation world, similar to the relationship between the Great Yan Kingdom and the Qingzhou cultivation world.

Liucheng is quite famous in the surrounding mortal world and was once the capital of a dynasty.

Decades ago, the dynasty collapsed and Liucheng was occupied by a powerful family, becoming a vassal of a region.

"Shang Gua, can I get a chance by entering the city?"

Since leaving the Wanshe Lake, Chu Chen has traveled around the Canglan Sea at will, and Liucheng is his last stop in the Canglan Sea.

In half a year, he has traveled almost all over the Canglan Sea, but his gains are few, mostly second-grade and third-grade spiritual medicine seeds, and some dispensable Qimen inheritance.

This is the first time he has received a Shang Gua since he started traveling.

"A mortal city, I wonder what opportunities there are?"

Chu Chen became interested and motioned Heiyou to enter the city.

At this time.

It was the time when night fell, and the shops and ordinary people lit up the lights.

The lights gathered, and the city was as bright as day.

As soon as I entered the city, the bustling and noisy sounds came to my face, the hawkers' cries were endless, and the aroma of various foods filled the surroundings, just like during the day.

Buzz~

Chu Chen's heart moved, and the invisible power spread instantly.

A little bit of the worldly air that is invisible to the naked eye was pulled by this power and surged like a tide.

It fell into Chu Chen's palm and gathered into a faint candlelight.

The candlelight swayed, swaying out a picture after picture, all kinds of life, all in it.

The rich and powerful merchants held a banquet, fine wine and delicious food flowed like water, and the singing girls and concubines danced.

The beggars on the roadside curled up outside the high gate, until they froze to death and no one cared.

The knights traveled the world with swords, pacifying the injustices in the world and the complicated thoughts in their hearts.

The down-and-out scholars studied hard in the cold window, in order to get the top score in the imperial examination.

The merchant returned home, happy because he earned an extra ounce of silver today, and enjoyed himself with his wife...

This is the Wanjia Lantern!

"It takes half a year to condense a Wanjia Lantern. At least two hundred Wanjia Lanterns can turn the virtual shadow of the Taixuan Heart Lamp into a real entity, which means a total of one hundred years."

Chu Chen pondered and calculated silently.

Ordinary cultivators who practice Taixuan Guizhen Gong generally do not choose to refine the Taixuan Heart Lamp as their life magic weapon. They mostly choose several other magic weapons recorded in Taixuan Guizhen Gong as their life magic weapons.

This is because whether it is condensing the virtual shadow of the Taixuan Heart Lamp or condensing the Taixuan Heart Lamp into a real entity, it is extremely time-consuming and labor-intensive.

And only after practicing the second level of Taixuan Guizhen Gong can the virtual shadow of the Taixuan Heart Lamp be condensed.

For Chu Chen, these are not a problem.

Moreover, he did not have any means to speed up the collection of the lights of thousands of families, such as dragging all the people in Liucheng into dreams, constructing various dream worlds, and stimulating the people to give birth to endless earthly energy.

But Chu Chen was not an evil person, and would not take such means.

The essence of earthly energy is the transformation of mental power. Extracting a little bit will not have much impact on ordinary people. At most, they will feel backache and rest for a while to recover.

Once too much is extracted, it will damage the soul of ordinary people, and even die.

"I have not yet cultivated the second level of Taixuan Guizhen Gong, so I don't need the lights of thousands of families for the time being. I can collect them slowly."

Chu Chen took out a special wooden bottle and put the lights of thousands of families into it.

He went all the way to the city and heard a noise halfway.

"Today, the old man passed by here. I am grateful to all the readers for being friendly. I am willing to send my son to the Heavenly Palace to pick a fairy peach for you."

I saw an old man in a brown robe on the side of the street, clasping his fists to the people around him.

As he spoke, the old man threw a rope out of thin air, one end of which sank into the clouds, and the other end fell down.

The ten-year-old child beside the old man jumped up, used his hands and feet, and climbed into the air, and soon disappeared into the clouds. The onlookers couldn't help but exclaimed.

After a long time, something fell from the clouds. It was not the so-called fairy peach, but the child's limbs, head and body, and scarlet blood flowed all over the ground.

"He's dead!"

"What's going on?"

"The limbs and head are all broken, this is too cruel!"

This scene made everyone change color in shock.

"The old man has only this one son. Today, I picked the fairy peach of the heavenly palace for you, the gentlemen, and died tragically at the hands of the heavenly soldiers. Please give me some silver so that I can bury my son."

The old man in brown robe was even more tearful and said in a sad voice.

For a while, the people around generously donated a lot of silver to the old man.

The old man in brown robe thanked everyone for their kindness, collected the silver, and put the scattered parts of the child's body into a wooden box.

"My son, why don't you wake up?"

The old man in brown robe reached out and gently stroked the wooden box, laughing.

The next moment.

The wooden box was opened, and the ten-year-old child walked out intact, causing everyone to exclaim again.

Without waiting for everyone to ask, the brown-robed old man grabbed the child, stepped on it, and quickly disappeared, leaving only the stunned people and the government officials who hurried over.

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Inn room.

"As expected of the Xiang King's base camp, the people of Liucheng are really rich. This time they made a full 1,000 taels of silver."

The brown-robed old man, who had changed his appearance, weighed the money bag in his hand and laughed.

"Old man, you and I are both immortal cultivators, why do we need so much silver?"

Ten-year-old Zhang Xundao said with disgust.

As an immortal cultivator, he actually had to set up a stall on the roadside to play magic tricks, and let a group of mortals look at them like monkeys, which was simply a loss of face for an immortal cultivator.

"You are not the head of the household, so how can you know how expensive it is? Although you and I are cultivators, we have to eat and wear. Without silver, you and I would have starved to death on the roadside.

Moreover, if you want to buy the third level of the Fire Casting Technique from the Taoist master Huanshan, you also need a lot of silver."

The brown-robed old man said unhappily.

Hearing this, Zhang Xundao was a little confused and didn't quite understand what the brown-robed old man meant.

"Forget it, you don't have to think so much. The silver for buying the technique will soon be enough. Once the technique is bought, you and I won't have to show up again."

The brown-robed old man sighed and said so.

"This young master has the method of practicing the first to ninth levels of the Fire Casting Technique. Do you want it?"

At this moment, a voice sounded in the ears of the two brown-robed old men.

"Who?"

The two brown-robed old men suddenly changed their expressions and turned their heads to look at the place where the voice came from.

At some point, four figures appeared in the room.

A handsome young man, an old man in black, and two maids.