Chufeng City.
He almost tipped over again when his boat buzzed.
When he heard the sound of laughter from outside, he rubbed his eyes and opened the small window to look out, using his consciousness to search, he saw two balls of spiritual energy surrounding two people, and one of them shouted to him:
"No one is allowed to fly through the city of Chufeng on a boat or in a magic vessel.”
Chufeng City was very large, and it is the most prosperous city in Nanzhou. There are all kinds of cultivators coming and going at the gate of the city, some are well-dressed, some were immortal, and some are in tatters and patches.
A few people also glanced at him. If Changsheng could see them, he would definitely see the teasing in their eyes: Look, it's another fledgling kid who doesn't know the rules and wanders out!
It's just that Changsheng's eyes were not good, and his spiritual consciousness could only see a blurry image. What he sees when he looks at something, depend how much spiritual energy it has. Those with a lot of spiritual energy can be seen clearly, and those without spiritual energy are blurred.
Changsheng thought for a while. If someone passed above his house, the Qixuan (seven mysteries) Magic Array would also shoot them down. But here, they just asked him to come down from the flying boat. This Young Phoenix City is also pretty good, so he answered "Oh".
Cultivators have very good ears, so the other party probably heard him.
He's just a small foundation establishment stage cultivator, with poor cultivation and a lazy attitude, and the other party was not angry, the white spiritual energy had no fluctuations, and he felt very stable state of mind~
Changsheng re-tied his hair that fell loose while sleeping.
He doesn't know how to tie up a bun, and he has always had a ponytail. After tying his ponytail, he straightened his white flaming Daoist robe and put on his white gold-encrusted boots distributed by the sect, he grabbed a white bird from his pouch and put it on his shoulder. He touched it’s head and the originally quite bird suddenly opened its eyes, its ruby red eyes glowed with a faint spiritual energy, it shook its feathers and opened its beak, emitting a clear human voice:
"Chufeng city, we have arrived at Chufeng city. This is the largest city in the southern state, and there is a fairy market inside. If you want to go shopping and find treasures to relieve boredom, why don't you find an inn to rest and freshen up?"
"Huh, a Lark (a type of bird)?" a passing cultivator heard the sound of the bird and said in surprise.
"No, that's not a lark, it's a puppet!" a cultivator on the side chirped.
The lark is a rare monster, extremely smart, as long as you teach it once, it can remember what you taught. Some larks with pure blood have blood line inheritance, which connects the past and the present knowledge. It's just that larks don't have a long lifespan. Even after they have developed their spiritual consciousness, they usually do not live for more than a hundred years, and their wisdom is great but they die early
Changsheng’s is a puppet, but the puppet has the soul of a lark, which he found up at the back mountain of Xiaojian(Little Sword) Peak.
The little bird wanted to live. At that time it only had one breath left. Changsheng ran to Xiaoqi Peak(Weapon Peak) and Xiaozheng Peak(Little Array Peak). After more than two months without sleep, he made the little bird a body and an array to keep the soul inside.
After taking a few steps with his cane, the little bird said, "There are rocks three steps ahead, big rocks, don't hit them!"
Chang Sheng said, "Big rock? Why didn't I see it?"
The little bird said, "It has no spiritual energy! It's not like our mountain where every flower and stone on is full of spiritual energy. You need to sweep your spiritual consciousness and practice more."
Chang Sheng followed its words and scanned again, this time he said "Oh I 'saw' it, vaguely."
The person and his bird did not attract much attention, in the eyes of the cultivators a young man at the foundation establishment stage and a talking puppet were nothing out of the ordinary, so they just looked at them briefly and passed.
But one of the two guards at the gate paused, and said, "That big stone is a boundary marker, with the word 'Chu Feng' written on it, and there is also a small one on the right, don't step on it , or you will have committed the Taboo of Chufeng city. Come around this side and follow me. Besides, each person entering the city will receive a lower-grade spirit stone.
Changsheng let out an "ah" and said hoarsely, "Good man~"
The little bird then called softly: "Good man~"
It felt good to go out and meet good people~
But the fact was that, the gatekeeper didn't do much, everything was just his duty.
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Changsheng used to watch TV and read novels. They all stated that as long as a cultivator it was said that as long as a cultivator was carrying a special treasure and showed it when he went out, he would be hunted down and everyone would want the pouch in their arms and they would want their head as well. But after he came to this place, he felt that was not the case!
Ever since he joined the Seven Mysteries School, apart from the fact that his master was a bit cranky and fierce, and the six brothers and sisters in front of him were occasionally unreliable, the people he met down the mountain were all peaceful and gentle, and there was no legendary killing or stealing of treasures, right?
Changsheng asked Xiao niao ( little bird) this question, Xiao niao flapped its wings, glanced at Changsheng with red eyes, and said strangely: "The most valuable thing you have given out now is that flying boat, cheap!"
"The whole boat is made of gold!" ChangSheng said dissatisfied.
"It's small, and It can only take three people at most! The big sects have boats that can hold hundreds of people, and that's a lot of gold." Xiao niao said.
"It's got an array engraved on it, it's defensible and can't be knocked over easily and It can withstand a single blow from a tribulation." Chang sheng said.
"I've seen a treasure boat that can blow away the power of a tribulation with one blow!" The little bird tilted his head and pecked at his own feathers.
"... I also have master's sword art on me, which can blast through tribulations..."
"Ten cards can be blasted together! And you didn't show it to anyone, no one will come to grab it."
"I still have the little branch sword!" Chang Sheng said.
"It's just that the little sword on the branch is more painful when hitting the golden core. It cant fight a tribulation, it will break." Xiao niao said.
Changsheng thought about it, took out the storage bag and swept it in, the powerful spiritual energy was lingering, there were many magic weapons and treasures, but none of them were made by him, so it was meaningless to show them off.
Changsheng thought about it again, but he was not discouraged. He clenched his fist and said, "Wait until I reach the jidan stage I will be able to use the fire to refine weapons and make pills! I'll be able to make a weapon and a potion.”
"Others are afraid that the monks will come to steal the treasure. Boss, you are eagerly begging someone to come and steal the treasure. This is wrong, we need to do the opposite!" Xiaoniao said.
"Hey, you don't understand, I don't have any pursuit in life, but one needs pursuit in life, otherwise would be really boring." Changsheng said.
"Boss, you have a weird brain. Did your mother do something bad when she was pregnant with you?"
Changsheng thought for a while, and said seriously: "I must have been frozen in the ice and snow!"
"Oh, that's possible!" Changsheng's master, Venerable funeral Jade, dug Changsheng out of the thick snow and brought him back to the Seven Profound Sect. Xiao niao had heard about it, and he never forgot it.
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