There is no time to cultivate immortality, but the blink of an eye and the clouds and smoke are covered with the blink of an eye.

In a blink of an eye, it has been three hundred years since Liang Yan passed the tribulation!

Three hundred springs, summers, autumns and winters, how many sects rise and fall? How many geniuses are ups and downs? The endless heroic things, the endless dangers of immortals...

Dongyun Lingzhou, the border of the Endless Realm.

A small yellow sand town stands in the wind and sand all over the sky.

This city is called "Scavenger City". It is located in a remote place with thin spiritual veins, so it is not a place for cultivation at all.

But the popularity of the city is not low, and monks from all over the country all settle here. There is no other reason, so the city is the city closest to the "Ancient Ruins".

However, there are seven major areas in Dongyun Lingzhou, namely: Lingxiao Domain, Cangwu Realm, Starry Sea, Changsheng Realm, Xuanbing Field, Qingming Abyss, and ancient ruins.

The first five areas are all places with wealth and wealth, and the places of outstanding people and spirituality. The major sects preach and establish religions, and the incense is prosperous.

The Netherworld Abyss was originally full of spiritual energy, but it was only because of the emergence of the "World and Void Realm" tens of thousands of years ago that it became today's ruins.

As for the "Ancient Ruins", it is a truly deserted place, and no sect has ever chosen to establish a sect here.

Because... this is the ancient battlefield for ancient monks!

How tragic the battle was back then, it is still unknown. The only thing I know is that the spiritual veins in the ancient ruins were cut off, and a new spiritual vein could never be born.

This is such a ruin, which has become a place for casual cultivators to hunt for treasures today.

In fact, in the long years of the past, valuable treasures and opportunities have been divided up by major sects. Even if there are fish that miss the net, they are all trash goods that they don’t like.

But even so, there are still many lucky people who come here from all directions, hoping to find their own opportunities.

The Scavenger City exists because of this and is named because of this.

It provides a foothold for monks who explore ancient ruins, where they can recruit teammates, communicate with each other, and even occasionally have fun...

If there is anything worth going in the city, it must be the "Zuixianlou".

Here is a kind of spiritual wine called "Drunk and Dreaming" and I don't know how many people are greedy for this wine and haven't been out in the restaurant for several months...

On this day, people came and went in the restaurant, and there was no difference from usual.

"Come on! The 'Drunk and Dreaming' you want is what you want!"

"Bang!"

The green jade wine pot fell on the boxwood table without any bias. The young man in a short dress was stomping on the bench with one foot, rolled his cuffs to his elbow, revealing a winding centipede scar on his forearm.

"Senior, you are the right time!"

He tapped his fingertips on the pot three times, and the smell of alcohol from the spout turned into a charming phantom of the spirit fox, and circled around the drinker.

"This first ray of wine can best promote cultivation..."

Before he finished speaking, a sneer came from the corner: "Aman, you little monkey, last time he said that alcohol can help people realize it, which made the old Taoist hang upside down on the beam of the house for three days!"

"Hahaha!"

For a moment, the whole house burst into laughter.

The boy shook his forehead indifferently and broke his hair: "That's because the wine quality of the senior is so poor! I promised to not get drunk after three jars, but I poured it into one cup. How can I taste the mystery of our fairy wine?"

It made the whole house laugh again.

This place is different from other places. Most of the people who come to the Scavenger City are free cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Period. They have mediocre qualifications and no way to rise. They only travel thousands of miles to find opportunities.

Therefore, most of the restaurants are frustrated and have no airs. Even if the waiter in the restaurant is just a junior in the Qi Refining Stage, everyone will let him joke.

"Okay, Aman, talk so much!"

Behind the mahogany table, the shopkeeper waved to him.

The guy Aman didn't say much, and simply cleaned up the leftover wine table just now, turned around and came to the shopkeeper.

"Shopkeeper."

He yelled in anger and whispered: "Look over there, that person has been drunk for a day and a night!"

Looking in the direction he pointed, he saw a monk in a mess lying under the window ridge in the distance.

This man was holding a wine gourd in his arms, covered with alcohol, his face covered with a straw hat, and he was sleeping soundly in the corner...

The shopkeeper glanced at it and smiled and said, "My 'drunk life and dream death' is too strong to even the late-stage monk in the foundation building stage can't stand it. He is just in the early stage of foundation building, so he is normal to get drunk."

"The problem is... he has drunk too much! And sleeping soundly in the store may affect other drinkers." Aman whispered.

The shopkeeper pondered for a moment and sighed, "Forget it, most of the people who come here are frustrated. Although the foundation-building cultivators are above the top, they are actually only three hundred years of life. Some of them are close to their lifespan, and there is no hope of breaking through. It is inevitable that they will feel lost. Just let him sleep for a while."

"oh."

Aman nodded thoughtfully.

Just as he was about to turn around, the shopkeeper called him again: "Take him this pot of wine. If he wakes up, he will say that I invited him, and there is no need for spirit stones."

"good."

Aman didn't say much, took the wine pot and came to the window.

The man was still sleeping soundly and couldn't wake up even when he screamed. Aman had no choice but to put the wine pot next to him.

"Oh, people in the world say that gods are good, but how can the path of immortality be so lonely... How much time has been wasted for this illusory word "Eternal Life"?"

After saying that, he shook his head, turned around and left, leaving only the sleepy traveler behind him.

There are still wine and fun in the restaurant.

Suddenly, a man came to the door, wearing a scarf, a long robe, a little white hair on his temples, but his eyes were bright and bright.

"Oh, isn't this Hu Master? Why did you arrive early?" The shopkeeper greeted him from afar.

The restaurant suddenly became quiet, and everyone's eyes looked at the door.

"What a tiger! What wind blows you?"

"Come on, please sit down quickly, please sit down!"

...

The monks in the restaurant seemed to know this person and seemed extremely enthusiastic.

If you want to say that this monk in Confucian clothes is named "Gongsun Hu", he is the outer deacon of Jinyang Sect and the lord of this scavenger.

He broke the rules of the sect in his early years and was exiled to this place by the sect, responsible for managing this barren land.

Although he had the cultivation level of the early stage of Juyuan Realm, he knew that his qualifications were mediocre and that without the support of the sect, he would never be able to climb up again in his life.

My former ambition has long been erased, and now I am just an old man who loves to chat...

"Oh, you old wastes, as the deadline is approaching, no longer work hard to find opportunities in the ancient ruins. You are here all day long and dreamy, and do you still want to cultivate immortality?"

Gongsun Hu was sarcastic as soon as he entered the door, which made several monks blush.

One of them sighed and said, "The opportunity is hard to find. I have been here for thirty years. Thirty years have passed in vain, but I have gained nothing!"

Another person smiled and said, "Oh! Master Hu, don't sarcasticize us. Is there any good news today?"

Although Gongsun Hu has a low cultivation level, he is the lord of a city and has connections with several other scavengers, so he is well-informed.

He himself is a idle person. He likes to come to this restaurant to chat with him when he has nothing to do. He gradually gets along with everyone and has no pretentious attitude as a senior.

Therefore, everyone regarded him as a master of everything, and almost any information they wanted to inquire could get answers from him.

Gongsun Hu sat down surrounded by everyone. He first tasted "Drunk and Death", then gently stroked his long beard and asked with a smile: "What news do you want to hear?"

"Of course it's a treasure. Is there any news about the treasure appearing in the world recently?" One of them said immediately.

As soon as he finished speaking, someone next to him rushed to say, "Tiger, is there any fairy who wants to find a Taoist partner? My deadline is approaching and I still have twenty years to live. I have been cultivating immortals for this life. I have wasted my time and I am still a boy!"

"Oh, go and go! Just your promising prospect! Master Hu, I just came here and am not very familiar with ancient ruins. If you want to find a steady teammate to explore together, please help me with a line?"

...

Everyone said their demands one after another.

Gongsun Hu smiled and shook his head and said, "I'm afraid you will be disappointed. Recently, the ancient ruins have 'bone-erosion wind', and no one dares to enter, so there is no news of the treasure, and no one will form a team with you... As for fellow Daoist Hao, if you really want to find a woman, I suggest you leave this scattered city, find a secular and prosperous place, and enjoy the last twenty years."

After hearing this, everyone looked at each other and their faces showed disappointment.

They came to this restaurant half for enjoyment and half for exchange of news.

The ultimate goal is to bet on luck to see if you can find something out from the ancient ruins.

"I didn't expect that I was so unlucky. I wonder how long this 'bone-eroding wind' will last?"

"That's not accurate. It can be as short as several months, and it can be as long as several years." Gongsun Hu said leisurely.

After hearing this, everyone was silent again.

Suddenly someone smiled and said, "Forget it, you should not force opportunities, you should have them at some point. Why should you be sad? It's better to be clear!"

"That's right, that's right!"

Everyone agreed and each raised their glasses to drink.

The atmosphere in the restaurant suddenly became happy again.
To be continued...