In the 1360th year of the Immortal Calendar, the human race reached the cave heaven.
Thousands of miles of rice fields, the prosperous times are like gold.
An extremely huge celestial city stands in the cave. From afar, one can see the White Jade Palace standing at the highest point of the cave. Below it is a building made of vermilion wood, with a beam-column frame structure and a number of well-arranged carved brackets.
The tallest ones may have hundreds of floors and may appear to be no more than a hundred acres from the outside, but inside they cover an area of 100,000 square meters and can accommodate more than 100,000 people.
There are two paths in the city, the Heavenly Path and the Underground Path.
Flying boats are used for the sky, and horse-drawn carriages are used for the underground. Although horse-drawn carriages can be basically eliminated nowadays, there are many exquisite mechanical creations on the road. But compared with the strictly controlled flying boats, which are difficult for individuals to own, horse-drawn carriages on land still maintain their competitiveness.
Horses became a means of personal transportation, and almost every household kept one. Rich families kept more spiritual horses, and of course also rare and exotic animals.
However, in recent years, the Urban Management Department has issued laws to prohibit the use of various rare and exotic animals as mounts due to safety concerns. Only a few spirit animals are allowed to be used as transportation within the city, but there are always dandy boys riding them in the city.
An old man in a white robe rode a brown horse through the city. In this city at the foot of the fairy palace, his ordinary old horse was extremely eye-catching among the many spiritual horses.
When some dandies sped past him, they would whistle or make strange noises, as if they were mocking him.
The old man didn't care and didn't want to attract attention, but it seemed like he had run into something.
There was a commotion from behind, with crashes, screams, and shouts. The ground was shaking slightly, as if thousands of troops were galloping.
"Get out of the way, get out of the way, get out of the way! If you don't want to die, get out of the way!"
A cultivator who was patrolling in a small flying boat in the sky happened to see this scene and controlled the magic formation of the flying boat. Several flying swords condensed in an instant. Each one of them could kill a foundation-building cultivator or a golden elixir cultivator when it flew out.
Among the human race, whose average cultivation level is only the ninth level of Qi Refining, not necessarily one out of 10,000 people can withstand a flying sword.
Suddenly, the patrolling monk stopped what he was doing, and instead jumped down and picked up the old man.
The old man turned around and saw a three-meter-tall brown-red spirit bull running past him, causing chaos in the entire street.
Sitting on it was a young man in brocade robes.
The old man asked, "Why not kill it? According to the law, if an aggressive spirit beast is out of control in the city, any law enforcement officer has the right to kill it."
The law enforcer who rescued the old man was stunned for a moment. Before he could explain, he saw the other party lightly pointing at the spiritual cow that was going away.
The spirit bull split into two, and the corpse was dragged for several meters. The dandy boy sitting on it bumped his head into a street lamp, his head burst into pieces, and he kept wailing.
"Tell me, why didn't you stop it?"
The old man asked again.
This time the law enforcer looked at the old man carefully. His hair was gray and his face was full of wrinkles, but the wrinkles did not show old age, but a kind of solemnity.
It seemed as if the traces of time left on his face had turned into knife-like grooves.
The chief of the Shipping Department, Master Feixing.
The law enforcer was so frightened that he turned pale and told everything.
The reason was simple, because the young man was the son of a cultivation family, and he was afraid of accidentally hurting him. Even if he didn't accidentally hurt him, he might still be hated. It's better to have less trouble than more, so instead of killing him according to the rules and regulations, it's better to save him directly.
Then the director of the regional urban management bureau arrived, followed by the heads of all public power departments affiliated with the Immortal Palace.
Master Feixing pointed at the young man who had already fallen unconscious and asked someone to come out and claim him. After waiting for about two hours, a Jindan-stage cultivator finally stepped forward.
Unfortunately, he did not pick up his son, but followed him to the detention center.
But Master Feixing disappeared, never showing up again, and never asking anyone to ask for a heavier sentence. After about two months, the dude was finally released.
This time he did not ride illegally, but he still rode a horse galloping on the road.
Master Feixing sat in the corner of the road, watching the scene quietly. He didn't say much, just shook his head and turned away.
In a flash, he arrived at the White Jade Palace.
The last time I was here was 10 years ago.
He met the Immortal as usual, made no mistakes, and then was dismissed.
I still remember the questions the immortal asked.
"Feixing, how old are you? Have you experienced the Five Degenerations of Heaven and Earth?"
"My lord, thanks to the magic and elixir, I have cultivated my inner and outer strength to perfection, breaking through the Nascent Soul stage, and have lived for 1,600 years. But now I am in the fifth stage of human decline, and I am afraid my life span will be less than a hundred years, so I can no longer serve you wholeheartedly."
"Okay, you're fired."
"May I ask, sir, did I do something wrong?"
"No, it's because you have reached retirement age. Have you forgotten? Those who have reached the five stages of decline in the heavenly realm do not need to serve in the Immortal Palace."
Feixing Zhenren was naturally unwilling to resign, not because he couldn't let go of the power in his hands, nor because he had shit under his butt. It was because he had served the immortals all his life and was in the Immortal Palace, so he really couldn't think of what to do after resigning.
Nor would he allow his final decades to go to waste.
Finally, after much persuasion from Master Feixing, Li Changsheng gave him a 10-year vacation.
"Feixing, go and see the world. It's worth your staying for 10 years."
The immortal seemed to have said this to many people, or perhaps all the great immortals would come to see the immortal before they died.
Going out to see the world, this often becomes everyone's final immortal order.
Master Feixing went to see it. He traveled all over the human race's caves and saw that the average living area of the people, which used to be less than 10 square meters, had increased tenfold due to the widespread use of the law of space.
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