A small casual cultivator!

"Senior, are you going to Taiyuan City?"

one person asked.

After thinking for a while, Lu Luan said, "Wherever you go, I will go."

"This……"

Everyone was very confused.

Lu Luan did not explain. He glanced at the young masters of the noble families and ordered, "Give me some clothes."

"Yes, yes." The man nodded nervously.

"Now take the boat back. I want to go to Johto with you."

He couldn't fly now, and it would take more than a month to travel more than 500 miles among the mountains without roads? Moreover, there might be many dangers along the way, and his body couldn't stand it at this time.

He planned to go to the city where these people were first, and see if there was any flying boat or something there. He would spend some Essence Pills to take a flying magic weapon to Taiyuan City. This would not only save time but also be safer.

After arriving in the room, he tidied his hair, put on his clothes, and looked at himself in the mirror. For some reason, he felt a little dazed.

After those unbearable days underground, his appearance had been reshaped and he was no longer the boy he once was.

Come to think of it, he is about seventeen years old now.

Next, Lu Luan had nothing to do, so he started to sit cross-legged on the bed, took out his storage bag and started to count. After a while, he smiled and said, "There are more than twenty Essence Pills in total. Although it's a little less, it should be enough. However, if we go to Chengdu, we can go around and see if we can pick up some good stuff."

Looking at the little insect in his hand, he prepared to go back to his old business in the herbal medicine shops.

After the entire ship sailed cautiously on the water for a day, a huge city slowly emerged on a plain among the mountains.

"Senior, senior, we are here."

When the boat docked at the pier, a middle-aged cultivator ran over and knocked on the door gently.

But there was no movement.

After waiting for a while, he finally plucked up the courage to push open the door.

But at this moment it was empty inside, and the open window seemed to hint at something.

Lu Luan had actually left a quarter of an hour ago.

Inside the city at this time.

"Hey, give me a bowl of dumplings."

Lu Luan walked into a restaurant and ordered a bowl of food.

"Okay, wait a minute."

The guy laughed happily and went to work on the pot.

Next, Lu Luan sat at the wooden table, supporting his head with one hand, tapping the table lightly with his fingers, and watching the people coming and going on the street with a smile.

After experiencing that dark time, he finally understood why most people like to be lively.

"Sir, your dumplings are ready."

The efficient waiter soon brought a bowl of delicious dumplings and placed it in front of him.

He wanted to experience the daily life of the world.

After eating, Lu Luan began to wander around the street, trying to look for treasures.

Although there were many cultivators in this city, he still managed to find some spiritual herbs, but unfortunately, they were all just ordinary stuff.

Other cultivators naturally knew to come and pick up bargains. If it was a spiritual herb, the fluctuations of its spiritual charm would not be hidden from their eyes and ears at all.

In an inn, Lu Luan woke up from his practice quietly, and said with a somewhat depressed look:

"Although I have gained something these days, they are just some herbs that produce spiritual energy. They are of no help to my fire disease. Besides, I can't continue to suffer from this disease. Otherwise, not to mention that my foundation will be damaged, I'm afraid I won't live long."

Then he slowly stood up, walked to the window, opened it and looked at the crowd below, thinking:

"If I want to fully recover, I either need to go deep into the mountains to find higher quality spiritual herbs for treatment, or go to the immortal gate to ask for elixirs and medicine. Forget about going deep into the mountains. In my current condition, I can't even deal with ordinary low-level monsters."

Lu Luan laughed at himself. It was a pity that he had finally reached the peak of the fourth level of Qi Refining, but now he couldn't even do the simplest flying with a sword. After sighing, he looked into the distance and said silently:

"Let's go to Taiyuan City first and see if we can find that person. Hopefully we can get the Zhengyang Order back."

Although he knew that it would be dangerous to go to Taiyuan City at this time, after thinking about it, he was still unwilling to give up the opportunity to enter the Immortal Gate.

So he packed up, opened the door and walked out.

After asking along the way, I arrived at the place where I could take the flying boat.

Because there are still many cultivators at the second and third levels of Qi Refining living together with mortals in this city, it is natural that some people will go to Taiyuan City from time to time.

He just asked around and arrived at a gorgeous high-rise building in the city center.

Since he had a stubborn fire poison disease, he did not act very high-profile. Instead, he used the method taught by his master to tighten his breath and pretend to be at the third level of Qi Refining.

As soon as I entered, a gray-clothed guy came over with a smile and asked, "Fellow Daoist, where are you going?"

Lu Luan replied: "Go to Taiyuan City, brother, how many Essence Pills do I need to go to Taiyuan City? How long will it take to get there?"

The guy replied, "It will take two hours. We need four Essence Pills."

"Four?"

"Well, fellow Taoist, please follow me," the waiter nodded, and then took him upstairs to wait.

Soon, Lu Luan reached the third floor.

Although the third floor is very empty, it is elegantly decorated, with a few old and young people sitting on both sides.

When they saw him coming up, some of them just glanced at him indifferently, while others nodded at him friendly, and Lu Luan also responded with a smile.

Next, he found a vacant seat and sat down.

Just like that, after waiting for about a quarter of an hour, a middle-aged man came up from downstairs, looked at the people sitting around, counted them, and asked, "Are all of you going to Taiyuan City?"

"Qi Refining Level 4!"

There was some surprise in Lu Luan's eyes. People of this level were rare in this kind of city.

"Yes, fellow Taoist."

Everyone nodded in response.

"Seven people, that's enough."

The man smiled, then made a hand seal. A small boat flew out of his body. After circling a few times, it turned into a two-meter-long boat.

"Fellow Taoists, please get on board. Four Essence Pills per person." The man said with a smile.

"A man at the fourth level of Qi Refining comes here to be a ferryman?" Lu Luan was very surprised, but everyone has their own aspirations, so he didn't pay too much attention to it. He handed over the Essence Pill and walked up.

But if you think about it carefully, although this is beneath your status, it is safe and secure, and you can earn a lot of Essence Pills every time you go back and forth. After all, isn't this easier than being a guard?

Then the boat started to move.

Although the fourth stage of Qi Refining has rich true Qi and can fly on a sword for a short time, it cannot drive a flying boat off the ground. The reason why it can fly is all due to the formation and the blessing of spirit stones.

In the air, looking at the slowly moving mountains below, Lu Luan said silently in his heart: "I hope I can find the Zhengyang Order back."