Isn't this a game? How come you guys are really cultivating immortals!

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from downstairs.

"Then we have to build a city wall. I feel that the architectural layout of our sect is unreliable. Without a city wall, we won't feel safe."

"What's the use of a city wall? Can it withstand a blow from a monk?"

"Use spiritual ore. When you have money, buy better reinforcements. In the early stages, at least there should be a place that can at least stop Jindan stage cultivators, right?"

"What a stratospheric price that would be..."

Lu Yao suddenly opened her eyes.

A cultivator in the Jindan stage?

Who is talking big like this here?

She looked down and saw two monks, a man and a woman.

What is being debated?

After listening for a while, Lu Yao discovered that they were from the Changsheng Sect.

Are the Changsheng Sect and the Feique Sect in the same place?

After listening for a while, Lu Yao realized that they were talking about the reform of Wang'an County, but a long string of incomprehensible words emerged from a language system that Lu Yao had never heard of before.

She was a little confused as she heard the two people walking further and further away, and their voices became blurred.

She drank her wine and wondered, is Wangan County going to be reformed?

Is there anything in the mortal county town that needs to be renovated...

Isn’t that what mortals live in?

At this moment, Lu Yao heard the enthusiastic voice of the waiter coming from downstairs: "Master Fan, you are here again? Do you have any new goods today?"

"No, it's snowing so heavily these days that the spirit wine has been temporarily stopped. I just came to take a look."

"Okay okay."

“Quack, quack…”

The voices were mixed with some animal sounds.

The voice sounded familiar, and Lu Yao looked out the window again.

Then she saw a monk in a plush coat walk out of the tavern.

But the strange thing is that he also has a small flower beast on his body.

The little flower beast was pink and was held in his palm. The flowers on its head kept turning with its eyes, and its body was covered with a strange pink dress like a human.

The monks passing by did not find it strange, only a few monks showed envy and jealousy.

"Damn it, they bought all the spirit beasts but still didn't sell any to us."

"He parades around with his spirit beast every day. If I could afford it, I would buy one too."

"We're all from the same sect, can't we get a discount?!"

"Don't be afraid, we'll catch the stealing rats when the time comes..."

Lu Yao was a little surprised.

Because she came from the Beast Taming Sect, she knew how to raise the little flower beast.

Because she saw that the little flower beast was not afraid.

The little flower beast is actually very afraid of monks.

They are even feared by mortals.

It is extremely timid and does not get close to humans even if it is kept in captivity.

Humans are afraid of it when they catch it.

They don't have high intelligence, so if they are afraid, they will always be afraid.

This monk's little flower beast was obviously very comfortable.

Even when walking, he would stick out his tongue and lick the monk hard.

There was no expression of disgust on Fan Guzhou's face. He just patted the little flower beast on the head and then walked into the pharmacy.

Lu Yao kept watching, wondering if this person was good at raising spirit beasts?

If the spiritual beasts they raised were this well-behaved and cute, the Beast Taming Sect would have become rich long ago.

But she only took a glance, and soon thought of her own sect that had been destroyed, and sank into a sad mood.

Thinking of this, Lu Yao left the restaurant.

At this time, a pure black pig suddenly ran into the restaurant.

The pig was so black that even Lu Yao, who had raised spiritual beasts, had never seen such a black pig. She didn't sense any spiritual energy from the pig, but it was indeed different from an ordinary pig.

She stopped in surprise.

A female monk chased in from behind: "Wangcai! You are not allowed to drink the spiritual wine secretly. You have already drunk too much today. Your father said he will come to deal with you later!"

As soon as the black pig came in, it was clearly heading for the wine cabinet of the restaurant. The waiter saw it and smiled, but did not try to stop it.

When the black pig was about to rush to the wine jar, Zhou Xiao reached out and used his spiritual energy to grab the black pig.

Finally, the black pig was lifted up in the air by her, and it kicked hard with its hooves, but it couldn't resist.

Zhou Xiao held the pig in his arms. The pig didn't make any noises, but just stared at the wine jar with its eyes rolling around.

Lu Yao came over and asked, "Excuse me, what kind of spirit beast is this?"

"Huh?" Zhou Xiao saw a strange female cultivator and quickly realized that she wasn't local, probably from another sect. He immediately said, "This isn't a spiritual beast. We found it outside. We don't know what species it is, but we know it's a pig."

"Oh..." Lu Yao was a little surprised, "No wonder I haven't seen it either."

Just monks raising mortal pigs?

This is quite strange.

The lifespan of ordinary creatures is so short that they don’t even raise spiritual beasts, and raising one like this is a waste of time.

Lu Yao glanced up and down at Zhou Xiao, noticing her ethereal attire, and asked, "Are you a cultivator from the Feique Sect?"

"No, I'm from the Changsheng Sect." Zhou Xiao smiled. "Are you from another sect?"

Lu Yao's eyes dimmed a little: "Yes, I am from the Spirit Fox Sect."

Zhou Xiao paused slightly as he touched the pig's hand.

The Linghu Sect that got into trouble?

A disciple escaped so quickly?

Zhou Xiao asked a subtle question: "How far is your Spirit Fox Sect from our Changsheng Sect?"

Lu Yao said, "It would take me two days to walk straight north."

She didn't tell me her level, and was vague about it, but using spiritual energy to travel would require two days of tutorials.

That's far away.

Zhou Xiao just remembered going to Liuxian City.

It seems that the Spirit Fox Sect is farther away than they imagined.

The news of the incident with the Spirit Fox Sect has not yet reached Wang'an County. Because the players just made some secret inquiries and found that no one in Wang'an County knew about it, they did not show it too obviously.

It seems that the system still has other ways to know things further away.

Thinking of what happened in the Spirit Fox Sect, she also noticed the fatigue between Lu Yao's brows, so she said, "Welcome to Wang'an County. We have a lot of delicious food here, you can enjoy it slowly."

Lu Yao shook her head: "I don't really like earthly food."

Zhou Xiao shrugged. Every cultivator said so.

As a result, monks in Wang'an County still go to restaurants for a meal when they have nothing to do.

There are even more people drinking.

Lu Yao thought about the transformation of Wang'an County that the disciples of Changsheng Sect had just discussed. She didn't know what to do. Thinking that she no longer had a sect, where should she go?

Should I be a casual cultivator or join the Feique Sect?

Or, go somewhere further.

Will she have the life to go...

At this moment, a beautiful female cultivator suddenly came over and looked at Zhou Xiao anxiously: "Xiao, is this Fan Guzhou? Tell him something serious. Some spiritual herbs on the land have been frozen to death. Miaomiao told him to go back immediately."

"what?"

When Zhou Xiao heard the news, it was as if he was struck by lightning.

If Fan Guzhou heard this, he would have a heart attack out of anger.

He has now contracted most of those spiritual fields!

Zhou Xiao disappeared like the wind with the pig in his arms, not even giving Lu Yao time to stroll around.

Lu Yao watched them leave and then looked at the heavy snow.

Yes, if this heavy snow lasts too long, the spiritual herbs will be frozen to death.

This is equivalent to a catastrophic disaster for ordinary sects.

That's not true.

Fan Guzhou has not been found yet.

Song Jiulai also received the bad news.

"That's my property!!"

Thirty percent, isn't this going to kill her?

This damn heavy snow!