For monks, day and night are actually not very direct. After all, they can use spiritual consciousness and immortal consciousness to perceive the surrounding environment.
But when he was used to seeing with his eyes, monks still had a strong dependence on vision.
When the night of Fengmoxing comes, there are magic tools that can be illuminated everywhere in the market, making it very transparent.
These lights naturally follow the figure of people, and darkness and shadows will inevitably arise.
Laifeng Pavilion, a relatively "elegant" place, is also a place for entertainment for many monks. Moreover, not only casual cultivators, but also some monks from the Kunxian Sect will occasionally come to such places to "seek pleasure".
Many monks emphasize elegance, but many monks emphasize freedom and carefreeness, regardless of the details. They have different understandings of the Tao, and the precepts they adhere to will also be different.
At night, Laifeng Pavilion is obviously more lively, with bright lights everywhere, guests coming and going, and the fairy music circling endlessly.
Wang Sheng gently shook the folding fan and calmly entered Laifeng Pavilion again.
At this time, his face changed a little and his aura was adjusted; because it was in the territory of Fengli Gate, Wang Sheng did not use the mental method taught to him by Huilin Lan at that time, but used the "secret method" passed down by the Heavenly Court, and the effect was also good.
At this time, to outsiders, he was just a "fen" fairy, and his cultivation level was in the middle stage of the Flying Fairyland.
The monks’ place of romance, no one can say such vulgar words as soon as they enter the door, "Call the guests, look at you, come and greet you."
Wang Sheng followed the monks dressed in middle-aged scholars into Laifeng Pavilion. Two female cultivators in plain long skirts immediately looked forward and greeted the two "cookies". Another girl in the same dressed up shone forward and bowed to Wang Shengying.
"This immortal chief, is it the first time you have come to Fengge to us?"
"The second time," Wang Sheng replied calmly, but there was no flaw.
The pretty female cultivator made a call and asked Wang Sheng softly whether he needed a private room, and said tactfully that the private room needed ten immortal stones to enter.
The fairy stone she mentioned refers to medium-quality fairy stones that are one inch wide, high, and three inches long and small. Because this kind of fairy stone produces the most and is widely circulated, it is also regarded as hard currency.
There is actually no fixed proportion of exchange between various quality fairy stones.
Taoist Wang calmly took a fairy stone wrapped in a little fairy mist and wrapped it with the immortal power to push it to the female cultivator. The female cultivator's eyes lit up and held the fairy stone in both hands, and his attitude towards Wang Sheng was suddenly more respectful.
This is a high-quality, unattributed immortal stone with high purity, and its value is far beyond the "ten immortal stones" she mentioned.
Generally speaking, this kind of immortal stone is a waste to practice on weekdays. It is mainly used to arrange formations, alchemy and weapon refining, and does not use the total reserve of vital energy to determine the value.
The female cultivator led Wang Sheng to a wooden boat. The wooden boat slowly fell down and led Wang Sheng straight through several formations.
The sound of fairy music came towards us with the voices. Wang Sheng lowered his head and saw a spacious hall with mist everywhere in the hall, carved beams and painted pillars, and cloth curtains and pink tents hung.
There are many sparse tables and chairs in this hall, and many figures are drinking and having fun. The beautiful female cultivator in cool clothes is sequential, either offering dances to entertain, throwing her arms, chatting with monks in secluded places, or doing unsightly things in some places where formations are isolated.
Wang Sheng was going to the "Private Room", which is a high-consumption place. The wooden boat did not land directly in the hall, but hovered halfway.
The female cultivator led Wang Sheng to a corridor hanging in the "mid-air". White mist was fluttering on the ground, but there were stone walls that were directly excavated on the left and right. They did not have any modifications, but instead gave people a full "fairy smell".
Turning left and right, Wang Sheng was led to a unique private room and rested on a stone chair.
The female cultivator Wang Sheng poured tea and said softly: "Xiassan, how many people do you need to toast you, and how many people do you need to worship you?"
Wang Sheng casually placed four top-grade immortal stones on the stone table and said calmly: "Come on these."
"You are really..."
The cultivator covered his mouth and chuckled, "There are fairies in our pavilion, and there are some charming and passionate people. They are all charming and passionate, but they are different.
This ring is fat and thin, and the willow waist is red. You always have to give me a general constitution so that I can recommend it to you.”
"Then find some more elegant ones," Wang Sheng said, "No need to be too enchanting."
"Yes," the female cultivator bowed and then put away the immortal stone.
The king rose up and glanced across the place. The jade plaque in his sleeve was wrapped in immortal power and did not move.
Soon, Wang Sheng walked out of the room and gently waved the folding fan to observe everywhere. Occasionally, he met several female monks, most of whom looked down, and some people would look up.
At some point, the jade token on Wang Sheng's cuff fell in an inconspicuous corner.
Instead of lowering his head to pick it up, he followed a musical sound to an outside of a leisurely courtyard. He saw several immortals drinking and having fun here, and quietly left and returned to his "room".
The mission is done!
I didn't do too much on purpose, and I didn't need to do too much.
The jade token will not be discovered now. The immortal power wrapped in the jade token will not dissipate after half a month...
After waiting for a while, the female cultivator who received him came with four female cultivators.
Although these four female cultivators were all pretty and charming, Wang Sheng did nothing out of the ordinary. He just asked them to play the piano and dance, and asked them to pour wine for themselves and drink slowly there.
This is a rare pastime.
When he was slightly drunk, he sighed slightly, got up and walked towards the door, waved his hands at the four female cultivators, and left here straight...
They seemed to have seen many "frustrated" people like Wang Sheng. They did not make a fuss. After bowing to Wang Sheng, they notified the manager here with a sound transmission note.
The female cultivator who received Wang Sheng appeared again and led Wang Sheng to the wooden boat and returned the same way.
When he arrived outside the Laifeng Pavilion, the female cultivator suddenly asked softly: "Xian Zheng, do you have a place to live here? If you are just passing by here, why not just rest in the pavilion and I will arrange a secluded place for you."
"Thank you," Wang Sheng bowed, opened the folding fan, and said in his heart that Laifengge really knows business. He bowed to the female cultivator who received him, and turned around and left.
Most of the female cultivators who serve within are only in the Nascent Soul Realm to the Tribulation Realm;
However, these female cultivators who received guests, wearing plain long skirts, were all in the flying fairyland.
No way, these may be disciples of Fengli Sect.
That night, Wang Sheng left the small town, went to another town of similar size not far away, rented a small courtyard, and practiced on the ground.
After waiting for half a month, the rumors about "The young master of Tianfeng Sect came to Fengge for a night of romantic life" continued to ferment in the mouths of the casual cultivator.
When Wang Sheng heard the monks discussing it, he basically said this:
‘Li Tianyao, the young leader of Tianfeng Sect, booked the venue to Fengge, and even said that he would call Fairy Han Niao from Fengli Sect to accompany him next time.’
‘This time, the young master of Tianfeng Sect fell in love with a fairy in Laifeng Pavilion. He fought jealously, and accidentally dropped his jade pendant, revealing his identity.’
‘Or it is because Fengli Sect has the means. If you can’t fight with your frontal strength, you can use your sect’s strengths and use the charming fairy to trap the heart of the young leader of Tianfeng Sect. Tsk tsk…’
These are all words that are still listenable and are unpleasant, so Wang Sheng automatically filtered them.
Three more days later, the rumor did not pass like a gust of wind, but spread more widely and had more versions.
Wang Sheng, the initiator, did not take any action. The jade tablet he prepared was crushed by him, leaving no evidence.
Too much is too late, stop when clicking.
His frenzy was so tricky and unexpected. He was inspired by the phenomenon that when he was on Earth, some major national affairs were not popular and celebrity scandals dominated the list for several days.
No one would have thought that someone would make a fuss about such things; but the young leader of Tianfeng Sect is the face of their Tianfeng Sect, and his status is noble, and he is also related to the Beihe Sword Sect.
The war between Tianfeng Sect and Fengli Sect escalated rapidly. Tianfeng Sect scolded Fengli Sect for being shameless and slandered the reputation of their young sect leader Li Tianyao;
Fengli Sect naturally wanted to curse back, and he kept sarcastic about the young master of Tianfeng Sect sneaking around his home to Feng Pavilion.
Two more days later, two small monks from Tianfeng Sect and Fengli Sect encountered outside Fengmo Star. A female cultivator from Fengli Sect was also unforgivable and took the initiative to raise trouble:
"If the young master of Tianfeng Sect is really itchy. If we want to go to Fengge to have a private meeting, we can turn a blind eye and pretend that we can't see him."
That day, Zhenxian, who was the leader of the Fengmen, suddenly became angry, and both sides immediately fought.
This battle broke out.
Both sides kept calling for reinforcements, and the fairy soldiers quickly suffered casualties and injuries. When the people in charge of both sides reacted, it had become a chaotic battle between hundreds of people.
When the war begins to spread wildly to the Thirteen Stars, it is no longer important whether the jade tablet that caused all the rumors was left by the young master of Tianfeng...
Seeing that they were fighting lively, Daozhu Wang calmly began to retreat.
He planned to wait for the Feng Moxing war to stop, and then buy a small courtyard by himself, settle down in the city, and wait for his sword spirit to send a letter to return;
By the way, use this Fengmo Star as the first stop to come out of the Earth Cultivation Realm.
Wang Sheng also began to think about another major event whether to establish a force in advance as a response.
After thinking about it, Wang Sheng felt that he should not take too many actions before becoming a true immortal. When he entered the true immortal realm and gained the strength to gain a foothold, he would start to think about an intelligence organization.
This time, the calculation of "letting the jade plaque in Fengge" is also a terrifying test.
The monks focus on their own practice, and the earthly world has many advantages to explore, such as the use of the concept of "information".
Before going into seclusion to comprehend the realm of the immortality of the true spirit, Wang Sheng found a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and wrote a few big words on a piece of paper:
‘Watch the wind and make a shadow’
He knew exactly what it meant.
...
‘The sixth year after my junior brother left, in November.
Looking at the heart of the galaxy from afar.’
Sighing softly, Mu Wanxuan put down the brush in her hand and looked slightly stunning at the scenery in the small fairy world.
She was living at the edge of the canopy of the laurel tree, closest to the sky gate. If the news from her junior brother came again, she would be the first to know.
Blood Mine, Tianfeng Sect, White Bone Demon, Nameless Sword Immortal...
When Mu Wanxuan thought of the chaotic news from Huaijing and the others, her heart couldn't help but want to fly to her junior brother to see what hardships he had experienced over the years.
When I was on Earth, my junior brother was protected by myself and I didn’t suffer at all...
Well, probably that's it.
Sighing, the senior sister left the window and walked to the Fang Yu couch, and was about to continue to understand the Yin-Yang Avenue; just as she took a step, she suddenly heard a roar, as if something had hit the shell of the Moon Palace, and the force was very huge.
Mu Wanxuan blinked and immediately felt a little confused in her heart. Before she could fly out of this fairy palace, a sudden fluctuation of energy came from the entrance of the small fairy world, and the entrance and exit of the small fairy world was opened.
"Junior brother!"
She was immediately filled with joy and rushed out of the Immortal Palace barefoot, dragging the three thousand black hairs that were casually dispersed, and heading towards the Immortal Gate.
But her surprise quickly turned into surprise. The gate of the fairy world was closed, and there was no junior brother. Instead, the familiar fairy sword came through the air...
The sword returns...
Chapter completed!