I Am Immortal In The Cultivation World

Da da da!

The carriage stopped at the door of the tavern, and the servants knelt on the ground.

Chen Chengye stepped on his back and greeted Zhou Yi who was opening the door with a smile on his face.

"Shopkeeper Sun, long time no see!"

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Zhou Yi smiled and cupped his hands, and made a pot of wine from the wine vat with Chen characters on it: "Mr. Chen is so light, he specially added sweet-scented osmanthus when brewing, to reduce the spiciness and return the sweetness!"

After tasting it, Chen Jiye praised it again and again, and took out a stack of redemption tickets from his cuff.

"A few days ago, thank you for the shopkeeper's reminder. Not only did the Chen family not suffer a loss, but they also took the opportunity to make a fortune. A little thank you is not a respect!"

Zhou Yi waved his hand and declined: "Mr. Chen, don't be polite, do you think we are short of money?"

"Too."

Chen Jiye said with a smile: "The shopkeeper's walking, sitting and lying down, food and clothing, all show the origin of family education. Especially the martial arts is so profound, which is rare in the world, but it scared me and Lao Lu."

The fact that the Chen family and the Lu family have been able to pass on to this point is only one of the reasons for the profound family background, and what is more important is the continuous practice of martial arts.

Force is the basis for guaranteeing the old wealth and ancestral property. Otherwise, the emerging family would have been divided up. No matter how powerful the productivity of the machine is, it will be faster than direct grabbing.

"Family-inherited martial arts, practice casually."

Zhou Yi said: "I would also like to thank Mr. Chen for sending the scriptures. There are more than two thousand volumes, enough to read for a lifetime."

Chen Jiye nodded slightly, he understood Zhou Yi and changed the subject, and wisely did not continue to ask about the origin of martial arts.

He had already checked out the details of the Book of Changes, one of them was a Taoist priest of Baiyun Temple, but he couldn't find out which Taoist temple, it should be bought with incense money.

Another layer of identity is Sun Wu, who has a household registration in the Beijing Yamen.

Chen Jiye has never heard of a family surnamed Sun, so it should be a small family that was lucky enough to inherit the relics of the previous dynasty.

The previous dynasty established the country with martial arts, and Emperor Taishi used his own power to coerce Yunzhou for a hundred years. After the fall of the Qing Kingdom, the inheritance was scattered everywhere. Including the rapid rise of today's emerging families, it is not only relying on Taizu Zhou and machines, but also the inheritance of blood and martial arts.

The benevolence, righteousness and morality that the old rich people talk about must be called ancient. If they can kill the Xinxing family by force, they will definitely not be merciful.

These two layers of identities are nothing in Chen Jiye's eyes, and many branches of the Chen family have changed their names.

The point is, Sun Wu lives in the former residence of the immortals in Ningdefang!

This is the reason why Chen Jiye came to the tavern. The Chen Mansion is located in Yongchangfang in the east of the city, and he has never come to such a second-rate place in his own right. However, according to the report from the servants in the mansion, someone lived in the former residence of the Immortal, so he deliberately went around to the tavern to inquire.

Chen Jiye watched shopkeeper Sun greet the guests, shook his head slightly, and sighed.

"It's a pity that my surname is not Zhou."

It is known from the Chen family that the ancestors traced back to Daqian Shenghuang, during which time they met immortals several times.

Today's obsession with collecting ancient books is fundamentally derived from the fear of death and the pursuit of longevity.

For decades, Chen Jiye has collected many classics about the Dagan Dynasty, and through the connection and speculation of clues, he thinks he has discovered the historical truth.

Daqian Shenghuang established his country and ascended the throne, relying on the support of immortals!

This conclusion is contrary to current historical records and is not recognized by historians. After all, Chen Jiye read unofficial history.

"The pain in life is nothing more than not getting what you want."

Chen Jiye's eyes were complicated: "Perhaps the former residence of the immortals was just the ancestors over the wall to play, and met a Taoist who could tell stories. How can there be any immortals in this world?"

The new era is rolling in with the roar of machines, Chen Jiye no longer believes in legends, after all, even Buddhism and Taoism have begun to change.

Believers believe in doctrines, not gods!

Zhou Yi couldn't guess Chen Jiye's complicated mood, and he didn't know how to cast spells to explore people's soul, just like a real tavern owner welcoming guests.

"Mr. Zhu is here, please sit down."

"Take two jugs of wine away? Wait a minute, officer!"

"Boss Zhang will bring the food for a few days first, and the cook will come later."

"..."

The taste of Pear Blossom White is the best in the capital, and you will never forget the good wine once you drink it. Come to make two pots early in the morning.

Zhou Yi's busy entertaining was like a spinning top, and the solitary fairy spirit on his body became more and more sparse, and he became more and more like a mortal.

People get busy and time flies by.

Going back to Kunlun Cave to practice at night, there is only a phantom in the courtyard, busy entertaining guests during the day, and the tavern has been open for half a year without knowing it.

Chen Chengye, Lu Bo and others are well-known thousand-year-old families in Yunzhou. Because they often come to the tavern to eat, they gradually attract many children from other families, and because of the unique quality of Lihuabai, they gradually become a gathering place for old people.

The old rich are all dressed in the same way, with square scarves, long gowns, walking sticks, and crackling gold pocket watches.

The fabric is naturally the best handwork, the family logo is embroidered on the inconspicuous part of the long gown, the crutch looks like wood but is solid iron, and it is inlaid with emeralds the size of pigeon eggs.

Gold pocket watches are not machine products either, anyone who uses mass-produced goods will be ostracized and despised, they must be handmade by artisans!

Don't look at the gold and silver treasures all over the body, the rich never talk about money when they gather, it's too vulgar, they must compare their ancestors and talk about inheritance.

For example, when two strangers meet, they first have to share their ancestors. Your ancestor was the county king three hundred years ago, and my family was the prince five hundred years ago. That is a head above yours!

As the old fortune gathers, following the principle that the old and the new do not meet each other, the emerging families never come to a tavern.

The two types of people ridicule each other when they meet, one says that the little soil turtle is uneducated, and the other says that the old man is buried halfway.

A tavern was also targeted because of this, and the servants of Ningdefang did not know who was instigating, and came to check the accounts aggressively, saying that someone had reported underpayment of commercial taxes.

Zhou Yi took out a gold ingot, and easily squeezed it into a standard gold coin in front of the guards.

Using his fingertips instead of a carving knife, he swiped a brush on the surface of the gold coin, and within a short time he drew his own head on it.

Since then.

The guards of Ningdefang never came to the tavern again, and they occasionally came to drink when they were off duty, and they also changed into casual clothes.

Zhou Yi found out that the old and new families were in the same situation, but the Taoist priest was able to communicate with Xuan Xuan and the two. After inquiring about the reason from Chen Jiye, he couldn't help but curse.

"These guys have lost all the face of their ancestors!"

The Taoist priests of Baiyun Temple inherited the inheritance of Dan Dingzong and Dihuo Palace, and found many formulas from classics, such as a boring monk who found that limestone was crushed and then calcined while refining weapons, and so on.

In the eyes of immortal cultivators, this kind of formula is not as important as the refining skills of low-grade magic weapons.

The Taoist priest obtained a large amount of gold and silver wealth through the formula, and then began to tamper with the sages' alchemy scriptures.

Immortal gods have not appeared in the world for hundreds of years, and they have tasted the huge benefits of machines and commerce. Daoists try to explain everything in the world and the rationality of machines through Yin-Yang and Five Elements. So far, the results have been good.

This explanation gave the new family a foothold. After all, the souls of the world have been ruled by Buddhism, Taoism, and the Four Books and Five Classics for countless years.

Lao Cai can barely accept it, and comforts himself that what he has learned has not been abandoned by the times!

...

City tour division.

The new department established by the imperial court less than 50 years ago is responsible for daytime patrols in the city to maintain law and order.

The emergence of a new department must be an urgent need of the situation. If the imperial court beats its head and establishes a city inspection department, the soldiers and horses department and the Beijing government can grind it to ashes.

Zhou Taizu successfully promoted the machine, the business was unprecedentedly prosperous, and the floating population increased.

When there are more people, there will naturally be more cases. The Bing Ma Si and the Beijing Yamen are too busy, so they hand over petty matters such as petty theft and fights to the city inspector.

Chengdong City Inspector Prison.

The guard on duty had been working hard all day and was dozing off while sitting on a chair.

Bai Shiyu spit out a wire from his mouth, poked it in the keyhole, and the door opened with a click.

The prisoner in the cell next to him was stunned, pointing to the door lock and then to his own mouth, implying that he would yell if he dared not open the door.

Bai Shiyu repeated his old trick and helped the prisoner open the cell door.

The prisoner had a happy face and was about to escape in the dark when he felt a severe pain in the back of his neck and passed out.

"You dare to take advantage of Master Bai!"

While speaking, he held the prisoner's skirt at the back of his neck, placed it on the seat opposite the guard, and fled with light kung fu under his feet.