Chapter 222 – First Visit to Heron State

Heron State City was also a pretty special city.

In this world where sea trade did not exist, the seashore often meant barbarism, and was originally inhabited by fishermen. About five to six hundred miles from the coast there is a flying heron mountain, the mountain is not high, the circle is not big, like a sea island. There are often egrets hovering and soaring here, the sea mist, looks fairy hidden.

More than a thousand years ago, Wu Gui Temple ancestor in this sect, and gradually grow, a thousand years down, the original is not too big flying heron mountain has not left much of the appearance of the mountain, everywhere are pavilions and temples, rolling around, as far as the eye can see all the stone towers and eaves, all around the Buddha’s light is bright.

The foot of the mountain also developed from the market into villages and towns, and then developed into a city, built around the mountain, with the increase in population and constantly expanding, gradually became a large city of millions of people. In the center of the city is the flying heron mountain, the marketplace residential all the way around the circle outside the dispersion, to the east directly to the sea.

Such a city does not have city walls, Xue Mu stepped into the scope of the first feeling is like coming to the modern urban and rural areas, very interesting. Of course, the most typical symbol was the Buddhist temples and pagodas everywhere, with every house enshrining Buddha statues, and the atmosphere of burning incense and chanting sutras was extremely rich, strolling through it was like a Buddhist country.

Curry Night looked around and pursed her lips, “Dad, I don’t like this kind of place.”

Zhuo Qingqing Luo Qianxue also nodded her head in agreement, “Pretentious, it feels like it’s even more of a scam than the Deceiving Heaven Sect.”

The ideology of a demoness and a place like this were in absolute conflict, Xue Mu could understand that and laughed, “Actually, I don’t like this place either.”

Mu Jianli glanced at him and didn’t say anything.

Xue Mu continued, “This kind of circling city reminds me of the time I got lost in a place called the Dark City for an all-nighter and fell to my death in the elevator countless times. It’s such a miserable memory to look back on.”

The girls were not amused and said, “Where is the Dark City?”

“What’s an elevator?”

“Falling to death countless times that’s a ghost talking to us now?”

“Seriously lose ……” Xue Mu look at the neighborhood not far from a teahouse, laughed: “A few days rushing dusty are not properly rest, go to drink a bowl of tea to rest a bit, by the way to inquire about the situation in the city? ”

Of course, the crowd had no problem with this and followed Xue Mu towards the teahouse.

Just before they reached the door, they heard the voice of a storyteller coming from inside: “But I heard that Buddha’s son let out a furious cry: Evil can’t prevail over righteousness, and all the gods and Buddhas of the heavens blessed me! Following the heavenly auspicious clouds, all the heavenly bodhisattvas chanted: good. That Buddha’s cultivation skyrocketed, a fist struck, with supreme divine power, the sky Buddha light bombarded in that devil, the devil with endless fear, ashes and smoke.”

The tea drinkers roared their approval.

Xue Mu: “……”

All the sisters including Mu Jian Li were speechless, this level of storytelling and a bunch of people shouting, for them who were used to listening to the Legend of the White-Haired Demoness and Journey to the West, this was simply the level of a child’s credulous nonsense.

In the afternoon, and remote “urban and rural areas”, the teahouse is not much, a group of people casually find a corner table sitting together, there will be a small two attentive up: “What kind of tea do you want to order? We have …… here.”

Before the words fell, Xue Mu interrupted: “Pick the best to a pot, randomly come to some refreshments.”

Xiao Er saw all the people’s temperament are extraordinary, then also quickly led the order to go, without a moment to bring a pot of tea, served a few small dishes up. Seeing him pouring the tea, Xue Mu asked, “How is the plague situation?”

“With the monks of Wu Gui Temple protecting us, it will be fine. I’ve heard that there’s a medical fairy to help, so isn’t this the Bodhisattva’s blessing? It’s bound to turn a bad day into a good one.”

Xue Mu lost his smile, “You guys have a lot of confidence in them.”

“That’s natural.” Xiao Er laughed, “The monks of the Blameless Temple are all Buddhas descending to earth.”

This brainwashing …… Zhuo Qingqing and the others all rolled their eyes when they heard it, and even Mu Jianli shook her head when she heard it. Xue Mu is afraid that Curry Night can’t hide the words and want to make things happen again, in her small mouth is going to speak before she preempted: “Then come to participate in the world of martial arts jianghu people have arrived?”

The waiter looked at him for a while and smiled, “The ones that should have arrived long ago have almost arrived, and there have only been a few sporadic people in the past two days. You’re not here to compete, are you?”

Xue Mu opened his folding fan with a swish and laughed, “Can’t I compete?”

Xiao Er shook his head and said, “I think it’s better for you to write books.”

“Puffing ……” The girls all burst out laughing, Xue Mu’s face was a little hot, deliberately said: “How do you talk about this kind of here, three good Xue Sheng’s ‘Legend of the White-Haired Witch’ finished?”

Before the waiter answered, a nearby tea guest snorted, “It wasn’t told at all! What’s the point of reading something written by someone like Mr. Sanhao Xue? That witch biography, I don’t need to think that it’s just a witch with her legs crossed or something, it’s a disgrace to the public!”

Xue Mu’s face changed, not in anger, he was afraid that the sister beside him was going to kill someone. He had already clearly sensed several killing auras rising up to the sky, which also contained a biting sword aura. Xue Mu wiped his cold sweat and gave the sisters a fierce wink signaling them to keep a low profile, and turned his head to ask that tea guest, “Could it be that Your Excellency thought that the story of the Buddha’s son that was just told was good?”

That tea guest is also a scholar dress, sneer: “That story is even more stinking, martial arts practitioners practice, when seeking their own refinement, the courage to go forward without fear of danger, how can you not move to pray to the gods, please blessing?”

This is also somewhat reasonable, Xue Mu arched his hand, “Could it be that you have read other wonderful articles? I wonder if you can recommend some?”

At this time, Xiao Er spoke up, “In the past two months, there have been a lot of different kinds of storytelling books, and there are quite a lot of articles about bravery and courage said by that guest.”

It seems that Xiaochan was right, the style of literature in the south is really more prevalent, and there are actually various types of novels emerging. Xue Mu laughed: “Junior brother is a good connoisseur, listening to your previous tone is a believer in Buddhism, and what that fellow said obviously contradicts the way, you are not angry?”

Xiao Er shook his head and said, “No greed, no anger, no dementia, no anger, this is the practice. How can my Buddha not have this kind of temperament?”

These words caused Xue Mu and the sisters to look at each other with a bit of awe in their hearts. Even a mere store assistant had such a cultivation, this Wu Gui Temple really had some moral skill and wasn’t just a scammer of incense money.

The next door that tea guest threw a book over, sneered: “See you are also literate, look at this book, is not it better than the three good Xue Sheng that kind of nasty and dirty words much better?”

Xue Mu was shocked by his show of force, secretly said that maybe he really met some literary wizards. Instead, he didn’t dare to be boastful, and very humbly took the book and glanced at it: the Legend of the Dragon Pride of Heaven.

This ……

Before Xue Mu could spit out his words, Curry Night grabbed the book very unconvincingly, “Let me see!”

The booklet was very thin, and appeared to be just a short to medium length piece of 20,000 to 30,000 words, Xue Mu realized after a little thought that when these authors started writing, The Legend of the White-Haired Demoness hadn’t yet been circulated here, and the revelations that they were inspired by were still based on their own previous three small yellow articles. Those were all short stories, and the ones they wrote based on such revelations weren’t much longer, roughly equivalent to the level of development of the Tang legends in their own world.

Xue Mu also came over, and sipped tea with the girls while watching Long Ao Tian, the articles weren’t too long, and they were quickly read. Curry night then sneered and flung the book back, “What kind of lousy book, also dare to compare with my father …… and the three good Xue Sheng s!”

Obviously a light and thin booklet with few pages, by Curry Night flung it, actually like with wind and thunder, boomed on the opposite table, smashing the table to pieces. A hall of people all jumped in shock and looked this way, that arrogant tea guest’s face was white, where would he dare to gabble, picking up the booklet and running.

Xue Mu glared at Curry Night, Curry Night spat out her little tongue, “I just don’t like them cursing my father.”

Xue Mu smiled, this was Curry Night’s expression of being nice to him, of course he wouldn’t blame her for not knowing better, his heart was a little warm, reaching out and pinching Curry Night’s face, “Curry Night is the best behaved.”

Curry night giggled, this seems to be the first time since the southbound Xue Mu has seen her making trouble but praised her instead, visible Xue Mu is not so generous as it seems, he was scolded and also angry!

In fact, Curry Night misunderstood, Xue Mu’s generosity exceeded her imagination, he really does not care about this kind of thing to be scolded, since the ancient civilization is light, this kind of thing you rely on force to beat up what use, not to mention that his mind is not at all in the and people fight with the length of this paper.

He has always been very sober to know that the escalation of fighting is not his strength, for his world strategy he has never forgotten. The development and spread of civics was a part of his strategy, a top priority. He never wanted to hold the title of being the best in the world at writing books, but to drive the development of the world’s entertainment and gradually form the cultural soil he needed was the key. And drive the revelation of other people’s novel creation, is one of the key links, he does not care about someone writing better than him, and even hope to emerge some really great talent.

This Dragon Ao Tian, although badly written, let him see the fire of hope.