Xianyuan Inn can be called the largest inn in Exiled Immortal City. It is three stories high and can accommodate nearly a hundred customers on each floor.

At this moment, the tables at Xianyuan Inn were basically full, because they were all listening to the storyteller on the high platform with concentration.

Almost every inn will ask a storyteller to tell stories about the world. Many people listen to it with relish. Of course, they will never sit here and always order some wine or snacks. This is also a good way to attract customers.

Luo Qingshui found an empty seat on the first floor with no one to sit down. The tables around her were almost full of people, mostly civilians in civilians in cloth or casual cultivators in messy cloth.

The tables on the second floor are half less than those on the first floor, so naturally they are not as crowded. Most of the people sitting there are rich businessmen and local officials with status.

On the third floor, there are only four large tables and a row of golden nanmu chairs in four directions, southeast, west and north. The tables there are several times larger than each table on the first and second floors. The tables placed on the table show the nobility of the user.

Only powerful people are qualified to sit here or to subvert the world's forces.

At this moment, there was only a handsome young man about 26 or 7 years old in luxurious clothes sitting on the chair directly south. He was covered with dark blue silk fabrics, with flowers patterned with golden silk. His skin was as white as a girl, and his slightly white lips made people feel a little pitiful. Despite this, his whole body exuded an imperial aura.

More than ten people stood there respectfully, some dressed like a businessman, some looked like a bodyguard, some were holding a long sword in their hands, and some were majestic like a general.

The man holding a long sword always pressed his thumb at the hilt of the sword, looking around vigilantly, as if he was ready to draw his sword out of the sheath at any time, which further proved that the man sitting there was extremely extraordinary status.

"General Nangong, you don't have to be so nervous. I'm almost nervous when you look like this." The man yawned, and he was handsome. If he was a civil servant who held an important position, his age seemed to be too young, and if he was a general who had been in the battlefield for a long time, it would be particularly inconsistent with his delicate appearance.

"Too..." The middle-aged man dressed like a shopkeeper with a mustache bent and bent over and attached to the young man's ear. However, as soon as he spoke, he was forced back by the man's sharp gaze.

"Young Master, General Nangong is also considering the safety of your son." The middle-aged man quickly changed his words.

"Young Master, you don't know that although this place is not as good as the Tiandu Imperial City, the Exiled Immortal City is also one of the four main cities of the Daxia Dynasty. There are many experts here, and there may even be casual cultivators at the level of Daluo Golden Immortal, so I have to be vigilant." General Nangong frowned, and his nerves did not relax at all.

He looks like he is just in his early thirties, but his strength should not be underestimated when he is so young and has such a deep internal strength.

"Da Luo Jinxian, haha." The young man supported his chin with his hands and looked at the disturbing people below, "I thought that only those immortal cultivation sects had monsters above Golden Immortal!"

"By the way, if the Daluo Jinxian was coming to kill me, are you sure that he could defeat him?" The man narrowed his eyes and looked at the serious General Nangong.

General Nangong stopped talking, and he held the sword in his hand tighter.

"Even if Mo General can't beat him, Mo General will do his best to hold him to the death and give His Highness plenty of time to escape." General Nangong's voice was heroic, but he did not hesitate at all, because the life of a young man is more important than his.

"Oh." The young man sighed and shook his head gently. He didn't care that General Nangong called him His Highness, and the name he spoke also changed.

"Uncle, you are so old, you can even say such childish words."

He looked at the stands, and the storyteller was talking excitedly at the moment. He did not pay attention to General Nangong who was tense around him and devoted his attention to listening to the book again.

General Nangong beside him looked at the snow-silver sword in his hand, and a bitter smile appeared helplessly on the corner of his mouth. Yes, how many moves can he use on the hands of the Daluo Golden Immortal?

But your Highness, don't worry, even if I fight for my life, I will definitely protect you. General Nangong's eyes became more and more sharp, and his eyes also turned to the stands, but he cared more about the crowded and noisy crowds in the stands.

In this inn, he vaguely felt the existence of many immortal cultivators, but most of their strength was below him, with only a few people, and even he could not see his strength. He could only vaguely feel that their cultivation was higher than his.

He looked at Luo Qingshui, who was sitting there alone and communicating with the waiter, and there was also a melancholy man sitting alone in the corner drinking tea. They were all immortal cultivators, and General Nangong could vaguely feel it, while most of the second floor were merchants without cultivation.

At this moment, Luo Qingshui was chatting with the waiter.

"Oh, brother, I said, why are there so few people on the third floor of you? Just sitting there alone, why are everyone else standing?" Luo Qingshui obviously also saw the unique third floor.

"Oh, you are not a local lady, are you? You don't know that not everyone can go to the VIP seat on the third floor. If you want to go to the third floor, money alone is not enough." The waiter put on a sweat towel, "The third floor is only two kinds of people can go to the third floor. The first is the high-ranking officials and nobles in the capital city. Only high-ranking officials or above in the imperial city, or royal family can go to the third floor. The second type of people are the heads of the four major sects. They are the strongest people in the world, so they are naturally qualified to climb the third floor."

Xiao Er saw that the girl in front of him looked sweet and was so happy to chat with her. But at this moment, he was talking about books in the stands, so he lowered his voice and was afraid of disturbing the guests around him to listen to books.

"Four major sects?" Luo Qingshui blinked. She grew up on the mountain since she was a child, so she naturally had never heard of it.

"You see, the four directions in the southeast, west and north respectively correspond to four directions. The third floor of our restaurant was originally built for the sword fairy conference of these four sects. The one facing the east is Shushan, who is mainly practicing Taoism. The one facing the west is Xuanjian Sect, who is mainly practicing swordsmanship. The one facing the south is Bikong Valley, who is mainly practicing Buddhism. The one facing the north is very powerful. It is the location of the Tianshan Sect, the largest sect in the world. You don't know that the Exiled Immortal City is the most abundant spiritual energy in the world. Don't look at its remoteness. It is a hundred miles east of here and the Sword Valley, and a hundred miles west is Buguilin. Five hundred miles south is Xiannong Garden, and one thousand miles north is Kunlun Realm and Tianshan Sect."

The waiter talked endlessly, but he didn't realize that Luo Qingshui was already in a daze. At this moment, all her attention was focused on the number one sect in the world mentioned by the waiter.

"Is Tianshan Sect the best in the world?" Luo Qingshui murmured to himself.

"Yes, more than ten years ago, this Tianshan Sect was the most famous sect in the world!" The waiter sighed.

"But now, its status is hard to guarantee!" Another runner passed by with a rice plate and heard their conversation, and couldn't help but say a word.

"Ah, why?" Luo Qingshui looked at the waiter in front of him with a look of expectation, making him blush a little.

Anyone who is stared at by such a pure and cute girl will probably blush.

"Are you not saying this storyteller on this stage? I can't explain it clearly. Our storyteller is the most famous in the city. Today he is telling the story of Yu Ziqing, the largest disciple of the Tianshan School." The child wiped the sweat beads on his forehead. There were too many people in the inn, and it was really hot. "Oh, by the way, Miss, do you want to order some good books for drinks and food?"

He finally returned to the topic because he was still a waiter in the store, and making money was more important than chatting with beautiful girls.

"Then bring you any delicious food and drinks!" Luo Qingshui waved her hand boldly, and she regarded this place as her own home.

Isn’t Luo Qingshui going down the mountain this time just to eat all the delicious food in the world? Of course, that’s just secondary. The most important thing is that she wants to see what this world of immortal cultivation looks like.

"This... OK, come now!" The waiter hesitated for a moment, because the bottom of the class is mostly people from the world, most of them are people and casual cultivators, and they rarely take action as generous as hers.

This is the first time that the waiter has seen such a heroic girl.

He looked at Luo Qingshui. His clothes were woven with good silk. The dark gold soft sword in his hand was very valuable at first glance. Maybe the daughter of a wealthy family had just come out to play!
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