Yuejing, the capital of the Dongyue Kingdom, was originally just an ordinary mortal capital. However, over the years, a wave of enthusiasm for cultivating immortals swept through the area. People were surprised to discover that the immortal cultivators, once only known in legends, had actually appeared in their own lives.

Because this is where many cultivators from the Ronan Immortal Realm cross on their way to the East Sea Immortal Realm, many cultivators visit the capital to experience the charm of mortal life. Therefore, some more resourceful cultivators have begun organizing small exchange fairs in Yuejing. There are also secret markets known only to cultivators.

"Brother Jiang Yun, it's so lively here!"

Zhang Miaomiao followed Jiang Yun and looked at the bustling crowd, and the gloom that had originally lingered over her departure from Ziyang was immediately swept away.

"Zhang Cheng's restrictions should have been lifted!"

Jiang Yun remembered that before leaving, he had gone to Ruiyun Lane specifically to reduce the intensity of the purple fire. Judging by the speed, it should have been completely eliminated by now. Although the other party was not a good person, they had been relatively obedient over the years. The next step in the Ziyang Rebellion depended on them.

"What's wrong?"

Zhang Miaomiao saw that Jiang Yun was a little absent-minded, and asked hurriedly with concern.

"It's okay. I just feel a little emotional after suddenly returning to the mortal realm."

"Did Brother Jiang Yun live here before? It's so lively here."

Zhang Miaomiao felt that her eyes were not enough. The number of mortals was far beyond the reach of immortal cultivators. Even in the most prosperous area of ​​Ziyang Immortal City, the flow of people was not as large as that of Yuejing.

"interesting!"

The two of them walked along the bustling avenue of Yuejing, where shops lined both sides and people set up stalls in the gaps between the shops. Jiang Yun unexpectedly saw something special here.

It was an extremely simple formation, its only function likely being to emit a trace of spiritual energy. Seeing this, Jiang Yun subconsciously scanned the area with his spiritual sense and saw a large plaque behind the formation. On it were three large, flamboyantly written characters: "Xian Yinju." Behind the plaque, there was another line of smaller characters.

"Welcome all fellow Taoists. If you need to trade, please come to Xianyinju!"

"Oh, there's a shop for cultivators here too?"

Zhang Miaomiao also spotted this shop. While not particularly large, it was well-located, right at the intersection of two main roads. The mortals around were already used to it, and many passersby looked at it with envy. It seemed they had long been aware of the presence of immortal cultivators here.

Just as Jiang Yun and Zhang Miaomiao were about to go in and take a look, a young man standing at the door of the shop

With a plop, he knelt in front of the two men.

"I hope the Immortal will have mercy on me! I admire the Great Dao, and I beg the Immortal to accept me as his disciple!"

"Hehe," Jiang Yun laughed bitterly when he saw this. How could there be mortals waiting here to become his disciples? Zhang Miaomiao covered her mouth and laughed non-stop. This was the first time she had seen this.

"How dare you!" A voice suddenly rang in the ears of the three people in the shop, and then a huge force surged out from inside, pushing the mortal kneeling in front of Jiang Yun directly to the middle of the road.

The passersby who were originally passing by saw this scene and immediately gathered around out of curiosity.

"Zhang Xue again. This is the nth time this month."

"That's three times, right? Hey, cultivating immortality requires a certain kind of fate!"

Judging from the bustling discussions among the crowd around, it seems that this is not the first time.

"I'm sorry to have frightened you two seniors. Please come in!"

As soon as the voice inside finished speaking, the simple formation set up at the shop entrance opened. An old man with a white beard and a sage-like appearance emerged. With his white hair and beard, he looked like an immortal. Unfortunately, his cultivation level was too low, only the third level of Qi Refining. No wonder he opened a shop among mortals.

Jiang Yun took a quick look with his spiritual sense and discovered the other party's specific cultivation level, and immediately lost interest.

"Senior, this shop actually provides a place for fellow Taoists passing through here to do business. If you are interested, you can come here on the third or fifth day of every month. Then a group of fellow Taoists will come."

The white-bearded old man bowed respectfully upon seeing Jiang Yun and Zhang Miaomiao. Although his cultivation level was low, his ability to judge people was still very accurate. These two people had an unfathomable aura and were very likely to be foundation-building cultivators.

"Yeah, nothing. I just happened to see a cultivator's shop on the street and came over to take a look out of curiosity."

Jiang Yun responded casually, but he had no intention of entering the store. First, today was not a good day, and second, most of the things in this store were of the first-level level, which Jiang Yun could not even look at.

Seeing that Jiang Yun and the others had no intention of coming in, the white-bearded cultivator introduced some of the local characteristics to Jiang Yun.

"Brother Jiang Yun, let's go!"

Zhang Miaomiao had just finished listening to the introduction of the local monk. She heard that there were several delicacies worth trying here, so she immediately urged.

"Okay, let's go."

The two of them were just like ordinary people, strolling along the ordinary streets of Yuejing. They came to the Zuiyulou that the other had mentioned.

"Please come in!" Jiang Yun, who was led to the lobby by the enthusiastic waiter, looked at the hall full of diners and nodded. It looked like the food here was indeed delicious.

"Private room!"

"Okay, a private room for two!" With the waiter's drawn-out call, the two were led into a quiet private room.

As soon as the two of them sat down, several plates of side dishes were placed on the table.

"Our signature dish is the drunken fish. Would you like to have one?"

"Give me a big one!" Zhang Miaomiao said immediately after hearing the waiter's introduction.

"Okay, sir, if you have any other dishes to order, please let me know!"

The waiter who was dedicated to the private room enthusiastically introduced the best-selling dishes in the store to Jiang Yun.

"I'll give you a portion of everything I just introduced. Also, the drunken fish is the freshest, so price is not an issue!"

"Okay!"

Zhang Miaomiao looked around excitedly as she watched the waiter leave. The last time she had dined at the restaurant was a long time ago, when she and Jiang Yun had eaten in Ziyang City. But there was nothing like the smoky atmosphere of this ordinary place.

"There are indeed many cultivators in Yuejing."

Jiang Yun, who was in the private room, took a quick look with his spiritual sense and immediately discovered that there were three cultivators in this Zuiyu Tower, not including the two of them.

"Here it comes, Drunk Fish!"

A short while later, the waiter arrived with a large porcelain basin containing a sliced, tender, white carp. A rich aroma of wine immediately filled the room.

“Wow, delicious, delicious!”

Zhang Miaomiao couldn't resist trying a piece first, and her chopsticks flew, plucking more and more fish into her mouth. Jiang Yun also slowly took a piece. As expected, the fish was tender and fresh, and the aroma of wine was overflowing, leaving a lasting aftertaste.

"I never thought that the mortal food tastes better than the fairy city!"

Zhang Miaomiao sighed as she ate. She regretted coming here just now.