The world of immortal cultivation where Murong An and others are located is on an island, a bit like the fairy mountain Penglai that Xiao Bai knows. In the eyes of the locals, it is indeed an overseas fairy mountain called Jixian Fairy Island. Many cultivators come from the inland specifically to the fairy mountain to practice.
I heard that there is abundant spiritual energy there, and there are countless sects of cultivation. The sects not only provide various cultivation methods and mantras for free, but also provide various spiritual plants and spiritual tools used for cultivation. Therefore, countless cultivators flocked there crazily.
Xiao Bai and others arrived at a small seaside town, preparing to take a boat to Jixianxian Island the next day. They found an inn to stay temporarily.
This was the first time Xiao Bai had seen a small town that looked somewhat decent since he came to this ancient time. He was very excited and decided to take advantage of this time to stroll around and see something new.
Now that you are here, you must experience the customs and culture of ancient times. Everything here will be antique-level if passed down to future generations!
This is a small town built on a seaport. There are really few people, only about a hundred households. In Xiao Bai's opinion, it is like a slightly larger village in their modern times. To be honest, the permanent population is not even as large as that of Xiaojia Village. It is already the size of a city here.
The entire city was built along the port, and the buildings were all constructed with wood painted with tung oil, and they were all low-rise one-story buildings. They looked like a bunch of larger and more exquisite wooden houses. To be honest, if it weren't for the carved beams and painted rafters on the doors and windows, which looked quite exquisite, from a distance, they would be no different from the wooden cattle shed that her family had built before.
There is only one commercial street in the entire city. The small shops and stalls on the street sell various shells, seafood and the like. Xiao Bai lost interest after just looking for a while, so he bought a pink shell and started chatting awkwardly with the stall owner.
The stall owner was a very talkative local woman with tanned skin. She smiled with narrowed eyes and a mouthful of white teeth, and she looked very shrewd:
"Miss, are you also here to go to Jixian Fairy Island to become a disciple and practice?"
Xiao Bai smiled and said: "The stall owner has good eyesight and knows how to do business! No wonder you are the best in business in this area!" No matter how many holes there are, flattery never wears out.
"Oh, look at what you said. We are just doing a small business to make a living."
Now that the topic has been opened, Xiao Bai wants to ask for some information:
"Have you always lived here? I see it's quite lively here. Are there many people like me who come here to learn from you?"
"Oh, my ancestors were all born here. It wasn't this lively before. Ever since the Xianxian Island came into being, more and more people come here every year. As a result, our business has also improved a lot."
Speaking of this topic, the stall owner's tone was full of pride, but Xiao Bai keenly grasped a point:
"Since the emergence of Jixian Fairy Island? Are you saying that there was no such fairy island here before?"
"That's not true. The island has always been there. My mother once took me fishing there. But before, no one lived on the island, and there weren't any sects of cultivation. It was more than 20 years ago when a group of immortals suddenly arrived. They settled on the island and actively recruited cultivators. As more and more people came, our place became more and more lively!"
Xiao Bai listened to this and was lost in thought. He had only come to the island twenty years ago to establish his sect, and had started recruiting disciples right after arriving. Why did it feel so wrong?
She didn't know why she felt something was wrong, but her sixth sense told her that there was a story behind it.
The stall owner seemed to see through her confusion and said with a smile, "Isn't it strange? Why can a strange little island attract so many people just by establishing a sect? Well, there really is a reason. It's not that this sect is particularly powerful, but our place is a blessed place!"
The stall owner looked very proud. Xiao Bai felt that if she had a tail, it would have been up in the sky by now.
"How do you say that?"
She made a good gesture of listening attentively and guided the stall owner to continue speaking.
"I can tell you're new to cultivation. Everyone knows that ever since the great revival of spiritual energy a hundred years ago, people have become more able to cultivate, and many cultivators have emerged. However, since more than twenty years ago, for unknown reasons, the spiritual energy in this world has begun to become increasingly scarce, especially inland. The spiritual energy is becoming thinner every year. The closer to our island, the thicker the spiritual energy is. That's why these cultivators have come from far and wide to establish sects and recruit disciples."
"Oh~"
That made sense, but Xiao Bai was puzzled. Hadn't the spiritual energy been increasing since its revival? How could it suddenly become less? Obviously, the stall owner couldn't answer her question, so Xiao Bai returned to the inn with this question in mind. Murong An happened to be sitting at the inn table drinking tea, so she walked over and sat down across from him. Ignoring his disdainful look, she picked up the teapot and cup, filled them up, and then asked her question.
Murong An paused while drinking tea, then said calmly, "This is not something you should ask, and you don't need to know why."
Xiao Bai:········
Damn, is he really that arrogant?! But the more arrogant thing is yet to come. Murong An then said:
"This place is very close to Jixianxian Island, so you should stay here. Also, I advise you not to practice."
After Murong An finished speaking, he looked at Xiao Bai seriously, as if waiting for her to nod.
Xiao Bai thought: Is there such an unreasonable person? Besides, who is he to her? If I tell her not to cultivate, she won't. She might not even listen to her mother! Tsk! Also, if she doesn't cultivate a sea of consciousness, how can she contact Shu Ling and Xiao An? How can she get back?!
But he was a big shot, and she couldn't beat him, so she could only laugh a few times.
As if he had noticed Xiao Bai's perfunctory and uncooperative attitude, Murong An solemnly declared again, "I really suggest that you and your mother just live a good life here and don't practice cultivation without permission. It won't do you any good! That's all I have to say. Take care of yourself!"
After Murong An finished speaking, he turned and walked towards the room at the back.
Xiao Bai:·······
Could this person be suffering from a serious illness?! He was a cultivator with profound cultivation, yet he suddenly told her not to practice. Why didn't he tell her before she came?!
Is he really sick? Or is there something wrong here?
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