Cultivation of Immortals Begins with Drilling Wood To Make Fire

"Mr. Fang changed into new clothes?" While sitting at the table drinking tea in the inn, Yu Qingling smiled when she saw Fang Chang walk in.

Girls are always a little more sensitive in some aspects.

She was still dressed in a fiery red dress, refined as usual, and the slender weapon was placed on the table at hand, ready to be reached at any time.

The conditions in the city are much better than those in Luyedian. Even if it’s just an ordinary inn, the teapots and cups are all made of fine porcelain, with simple depictions of mountains and rivers, and the tea inside will not be too rough.

There are also several small plates on the table, which contain some common local snacks, which are used to accompany tea.

"There happened to be a tailor shop in the city. The clothes I had worn for a few years were already worn out, so I found a similar size for replacement." Fang Chang replied with a smile.

Although there is a descaling technique, it can only be used to clean up dirt, and clothes will still be worn out after a long time of wearing.

The previous set of white clothes has been worn for many years. Although it has become tougher because of being close to me as a cultivator and soaked in spiritual energy, some places have still become thin and fragile, close to damage.

This is the city of Xiangtao Mansion, with a large population and quite prosperous.

After the convoy of prison cars came here, they were going to rest for a day before leaving. After all, they had been on the road non-stop before leaving Beijing, and both people and animals pulling carts were already a little tired.

Even some prison cars could no longer withstand the bumpy road, so they had to find a dealer to replace the wheels and axles, and have them overhauled.

Fang Chang walked around the Taro City for a few times, observed the local scenery, and added some sorghum wine to the gourd on his waist.

Everywhere he went, he had to replenish some, and now there were at least two tanks of wine in his wine gourd.

It's just that there are many sources of liquor in it, which are mixed together from restaurants from all over the world. Fortunately, he only chooses sorghum liquor, which has almost no odor.

There are also garment shops on the road. This is a prefectural city with a sufficient population, and the city is crowded, there is no place to plant mulberries, and there are relatively few small-scale farmers with men farming and women weaving. The pace of life is fast, so there is naturally a way for clothing stores to survive.

He still chose a white suit. After a few descalings, he didn't need to wash it, he just changed into it. He took off the suit he was wearing before and put it in the package for later use.

"Where's Yuan De?"

Fang Chang walked to the table, pulled out a stool, sat down coolly and asked.

Yu Qingling took another cup from the tray next to it, poured it out for Fang Chang and placed it in front of him, and then stretched out her hand to let him take refreshments:

"Brother Liu is preparing for the departure. As the leader, he is a bit like a master, because everything is done in an orderly manner, and everyone is asked to coordinate all kinds of trivial matters, and he is very tired."

"Unlike me, Kong has brute force, but if I were to deal with this kind of thing, I wouldn't use any martial arts, only my head would be as big as a fight. So I really admire a scholar like Brother Liu."

During the conversation, a man from Jianghu quickly walked over holding the scabbard, and strode towards the threshold of the inn.

After seeing Yu Qingling, he cupped his fists and saluted, and said, "Tou Ling Yu, Liu Tou Ling in the convoy behind has an invitation, and he is too busy to get away, so he asked me to come over and let you know."

"Okay, I'll go right away." Yu Qingling said while grabbing the ice blade and getting up, the other party said: "Sir, brother Liu has something to do, I'm sorry."

Then the woman in red used her lightness skills and went out quickly.

Fang Chang took a look, and greeted this Jianghu man: "Qingling left a pot of good tea and a lot of snacks, why not use some together."

"Thank you."

The Jianghu people were not polite, they also clasped their fists to salute, thanked each other with a stern voice, and sat across from each other to drink tea together.

It's just that like everyone else, he couldn't figure out the way of this Mr. Fang, so this rough man chose not to talk much, just ate and drank in silence.

After killing the Black Wind Mouse Demon that day, the convoy encountered a wave of attackers on the way to the Taro City. It's just that the level of the enemy is still not high, and the guards alone can easily drive the opponent away, Fang Chang still didn't make a move.

More people noticed the difference in temperament, but the fellow travelers who had never made a move also noticed the closeness of the two leaders to him, but few people came up to talk to him, and they had never seen Fang Chang's martial arts, so they didn't know what kind of way he was .

On the contrary, based on his appearance, someone speculated that this is the master of hiding, guessing that he killed the rat demon that day.

But more people disagree. Their theory is that since they are experts in concealment and protection, they will not join in the middle of the process, let alone be so conspicuous: handsome and clean, dressed in white, and with a long sword slung across their backs.

As we all know, very few people in the Jianghu use the method of slanting the long sword, because it is not suitable for taking it out quickly in case of distress, and it is likely to die.

Therefore, they speculated that Fang Chang should be a rich man, or the kind with strict family education and full of poetry, otherwise he would not have such a dusty temperament.

But this person should not know martial arts, so it can explain why he didn't join the battle group.

The two sides insisted on their own opinions, and they were noisy all the way in the team, which was very lively, but they couldn't argue for a reason.

Fang Chang's ear is extraordinary, and he listened to all these arguments without saying a word. He didn't point it out, he just thought it was interesting, and it was right to be a pastime.

Because of his good hearing, even if he is sitting here drinking tea, he can hear the movement of half the city and fill his ears. Fortunately, since he has already practiced well, he will not be driven crazy by these voices, but he just feels that the city is very lively.

………

In fact, Yu Qingling and Liu Yuande were also very curious about the level of this "Mr. Fang".

Although they are embarrassed to ask in person, they will discuss it in private.

The two were at the side of the convoy, and after arranging the last and most important thing, that is, the defense work for tomorrow's departure, they went back to the inn together.

Although the city is prosperous, the sudden influx of so many people in need of accommodation has put a lot of pressure on the related industries in the city.

The whole team is still staying separately. According to similar standards, they will find a suitable place in the city to rest for the night. Food and beverages will also be distributed and they will be settled separately.

Liu Yuande, Yu Qingling and Fang Chang lived in the same inn again. It was a medium-grade hotel, not the best in the team, but it was neat and bright, with clean tables and chairs.

Fang Chang sat at the table drinking tea quietly, listening to the conversation between Liu Yuande and Yu Qingling a street away.

"Brother Liu, how high do you think Mr. Fang is?"

"Well, it's hard to judge, but no matter what you think about it, a person like Mr. Fang can beat a thousand people like me."

"Haha, Brother Liu was joking. Of course, we people from the Jianghu must be able to reach the heights of our lives. Mr. Fang is indeed unfathomable, but I don't know if he is a true fairy in the legend."

"Miss Yu, don't be suspicious, sir, he must be a true immortal."

"Why?"

"During this trip, have you ever seen him go to the toilet? As we all know, immortals don't need to relieve themselves. And from the time we met at Sanchakou until we entered the city, we didn't take a shower. We were all dirty and dusty, but you Look at Mr. Fang, his body and face have never been stained with dust, and his clothes are also as white as new, not attracting dust."

"Well, brother Liu, you are right. I noticed Mr. Fang's clothes before, but I just sighed and envied, and didn't think deeply..."

Footsteps approached.

Sitting at the table, Chang Fang smiled and shook his head after listening to the conversation between the two.

He continued to pour the teapot, filling his cup with tea.

I would like to recommend a book "I Became a Monster in Tokyo".

Thank you Jianheng Yanzhu and Alloy Niuniu for your rewards.