The Crimson Flower Forest, as its name suggests, has Crimson trees spread over dozens of miles, the flowers are either bright red or pink, and the fragrance of the flowers is everywhere. Today is a fine day, and many wealthy and free civilians in Ji'an City have come here for an outing to enjoy the flowers.

"Tsk tsk, the style of painting has changed."

Yi Ming followed Luo Yi to the Feihua Pavilion outside the Feihua Forest, where he met up with two other scholars. They strolled in the forest admiring the flowers, sometimes reciting a few lines of poetry, sometimes taking a break by the stream, and sometimes smiling and exchanging glances with the young girls and wives. Yi Ming thought he had come to a peaceful period in ancient China.

Then, a ray of light flashed across the sky, and a human figure was faintly reflected in the green light. In the blink of an eye, it cut through the sky and then quickly disappeared into the distance.

A group of people below looked up with envy. They all lived in Ji'an City and knew the concept and existence of cultivators. Although they would not bow down to them, envy and expectation were inevitable. Many people who knew a little about the cultivation world even told their friends gossip in vivid detail, and even speculated on the identity of the cultivator who just flew past. Their friends were stunned and their eyes were full of admiration.

"The style of painting remains unchanged..."

Yi Ming watched the cultivator disappear and shook his head. "It's obvious that he is a casual cultivator who was lucky enough to advance to the Condensation Stage. His aura is not strong, his escape light is not pure, and he doesn't fly fast. Not to mention me, even Yuqiao Sanren can crush him with one hand."

So a few people walked up the stone-paved steps. It was almost noon at this time, and many people who had been outings to enjoy the flowers had also come here. The rich called their friends and went into the restaurant, while the poor spread clean mats on the grass, took out the prepared snacks and side dishes, sat in a circle, and began to eat.

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The other scholars sniffed together, but smelled nothing. The scholar surnamed Wang glanced at Yi Ming, not knowing what he was thinking, but said, "That should be it. Apart from Feilinyuan, no other restaurant would make a vegetarian feast with such a fresh fragrance."

Yi Ming smiled secretly. Most ordinary people are actually quite confident. They think they just lack luck. Little do they know that they are really not good enough.

Yi Ming raised the corner of his mouth. Although Luo Yi's aptitude was weak, it was not to the extent that he could not cultivate anything. The main reasons were that he was already old when he started practicing, and the other was that the technique was not suitable for him.

"It's not far away, less than a mile ahead." Luo Yi said, "In fact, there are quite a few restaurants in Feihua Forest, all concentrated on a small hill less than five miles in the forest, and Feilin Courtyard is no exception." "Feilin Courtyard is quiet and elegant, how can it be compared with those vulgar restaurants?" The scholar surnamed Hong shook his head and said, "Those restaurants accept everyone and are noisy, but Feilin Courtyard only entertains friends every day, and the food is only elegant and simple, how can it be compared with ordinary restaurants?"

Yi Ming likes this kind of life atmosphere very much. Although Yi Ming also likes to live in seclusion to practice, upgrade and become stronger, it does not mean that Yi Ming does not like the hustle and bustle. He is the kind of person who likes to integrate into the hustle and bustle, but does not participate in the hustle and bustle.

"By the way, where is Feilinyuan?" Yi Ming changed the subject. "It's time for lunch now. Brother Luo praised Feilinyuan's vegetarian banquet so much that I couldn't help it."

"Feilinyuan is on the other side, but we can go up first." Luo Yi said.

Yi Ming blinked at Luo Yi. This was an obvious example.

Luo Yi was helpless. You said you are a cultivator who has achieved great success in cultivation and is no weaker than my sister. Why do you always make fun of me, an ordinary person, for not being able to cultivate...

As for the techniques that are suitable for Luo Yi? I dare not say how many there are, but Yi Ming has at least three on hand...

Luo Yi did not argue with the scholar named Hong, but just walked forward. Yi Ming followed him confidently and soon they also turned out of the woods and saw the various buildings on the small hill ahead.

"A refreshing fragrance." Yi Ming's eyes flickered, as if thinking about something, "Is this the smell of the vegetarian feast in Feilin Courtyard?"

After taking two steps, Yi Ming sniffed. He had made great progress in Qi training and soon discovered another kind of fragrance from the smells of various delicacies.

In fact, the hill is also covered with red trees, but because the terrain is high and the area is limited, the various pavilions are three or four stories high, far higher than the red tree forest, so everyone can only see them at the foot of the hill.

The monk surnamed Wang glanced at Yi Ming with a bit of disdain. Although he was dressed in a scholar's gown and had a good appearance and temperament, he was a pity that he was uneducated. He couldn't utter a word of poetry along the way, and he couldn't understand a word of the articles written by the sages. On the contrary, he was very enthusiastic about lunch. Luo Yi was knowledgeable and had a wide range of friends. It was unknown from which corner he had found such a foodie.

"But the requirements for the talent and understanding of monks are too high, only one in ten thousand can be found, and I heard that there is also an age requirement." Another scholar named Hong said with some regret, "It's a pity that we didn't encounter the opportunity when we were young, otherwise we might be the only ones in heaven today."

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"Flying into the sky, advancing by leaps and bounds every day, the world of cultivators is truly enviable." The scholar named Wang sighed.

"Brother Yi, did you smell it?" Luo Yi asked with a smile.

If he could practice a technique that suits his physique, he might be able to fly in the sky, but after practicing to the middle stage of Qi Refining, he would have no problem defeating martial arts masters or bullying casual practitioners in the early stage of Qi Refining.

Yi Ming nodded, and the few of them continued to move forward. After a few steps, a small courtyard with blue bricks and black tiles came into view. A plaque with three large characters "Feilinyuan" was hung above the door. The characters were written in silver hooks and iron strokes with vigorous brushstrokes. They were indeed rare and good characters.

"Please come in, gentlemen!" A waiter saw several people coming together, and respectfully led them into the courtyard. He walked along the corridor and found a quiet room to sit down.

Yi Ming asked Luo Yi in a low voice, "Aren't we only entertaining scholars? Don't we need to test people on poetry and songs when they enter? What if we run into someone who is just a mediocre person?"

"To fill the number with fake skills?" Luo Yi obviously didn't understand this idiom from Earth, but he did understand Yi Ming's previous words, so he laughed dumbly, "Not really, even if he is really a fake scholar, he has the heart to learn, and Feilin Academy will not reject people at will, but most people may not like this kind of environment and vegetarian diet."

(End of this chapter)