Wu Er possessed unimaginable hearing; he heard the sound in the cold, clear sky.
It is the voice from below, the voice of mortals.
It seems that the mortals of this old homeland must be celebrating some kind of festival today, otherwise it wouldn't be so lively.
"It's quite lively."
Wu Er sighed, a hint of envy in his voice.
Because he hadn't experienced such a lively, festive atmosphere in a long time.
Wu Er is a free spirit. Since he hasn't tasted the flavor of cooking for a long time, he might as well go down and have some now.
And so, he plummeted down.
Concealing their presence and cultivation level, they slowly made their way towards the bustling mortal city.
The lower you go, the brighter the twinkling lights become.
The closer you get, the louder the lively sounds become.
Finally, Wu Er landed in this ordinary little town, in a deserted alley.
Perhaps because there was no one around, it wasn't very lively.
There were no lights here, only darkness.
Although the view was dark, the sound of gongs and drums could be heard in the distance.
Wu Er exhaled and then took a step like an ordinary person.
At first, I walked at a steady pace, but after a couple of steps, I started to quicken my pace.
Step by step, they walked faster and faster.
He was eager to leave this gloomy alley and see the bustling marketplace.
That's right, go and see the everyday life in the city.
As a cultivator, Wu Er enjoys the everyday life of ordinary people.
Finally, after walking for a while... or perhaps for a very long time, a ray of light appeared before Wu Er's eyes.
Then he walked out of the alley.
Then he entered the bustling city center.
What catches the eye are lanterns, what fills the ears are laughter and conversation, and what fills the nose is the scent of the mortal world.
Wu Er stood there, watching the bustling street and the ordinary people passing by.
A slight smile played at the corners of his lips.
The immortal smiled...
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