C3319 A Ruthless Strike?
C3319 A Ruthless Strike?
Right at this moment.
The man who was still arguing with the young lady from the Yu family suddenly lost his voice. "Immortal?"
Because of that silence, all the people in the crowd turned to look at the old man who was talking to Jiang Ting. He was a Golden Core warrior.
After half a breath, everyone bowed. "Greetings, immortal."
In this city, mortals and cultivators lived together.
There was a difference between mortals and immortals.
Although cultivators basically don't and have no interest in finding trouble with mortals, but if mortals provoke cultivators, then there is a difference. Immortal cultivators would not swallow their anger and swallow their anger, and would almost immediately commit murder on the spot.
Because of this, the status of mortals in the city was not high.
However, because this city was built by Immortal cultivators, as long as mortals did not provoke Immortal cultivators, their lives would definitely be better than mortal kingdoms. In addition, there were many Immortal cultivators. Even if they were selfish and did not prosper, they would definitely have descendants.
And because of this, wind Slasher City naturally had many mortals.
More than that... Any mortal would understand that in this city, anything could be provoked, but not Immortal Cultivators.
The group of people bowed at the same time, quite a bit shocked.
The Golden Core waved at the mortals and said apologetically, "Fellow Daoist, it seems that this Wen has stirred up the mood for you to watch the show. It's a crime."
Due to his identity being exposed, the Golden Core did not bother to continue transmitting his voice.
And because he had not transmitted his voice, the people here naturally did. Even if it was anything, they would be able to tell. Jiang Ting was not a mortal.
After all, the title of Fellow Daoist wasn't something mortals could have. It was the title of Immortal in their eyes.
That was especially true of the man, who stared in shock for a moment, and then suddenly began to tremble. That was... fear.
He remembered that just now, it seemed like he kept calling Jiang Ting 'adonis'. He even punched Jiang Ting?
In this Wind Slasher City, there were only a handful of mortals who could survive after offending an Immortal Cultivator.
Jiang Ting smiled and ignored the crowd. Instead, he continued to look at the Golden Core... There must be a reason why he had come to find him. He didn't believe it, and simply greeted him.
If it was just a greeting, then there was no need for such a design. Even if the design didn't seem to have any ill intentions.
It was as if he knew what he was thinking. The Golden Core smiled. "Fellow Daoist, you look quite unfamiliar. I presume you've just arrived at Wind Slasher City? "
"Yes." Jiang Ting nodded his head without denying it.
"I am Wen Chang."
He paused for a while. The Golden Core explained, "It's extremely difficult for us to gain some benefits with our cultivations... Now that Fellow Daoist has entered Wind Slasher City, why don't you allow me to be the host and discuss the Dao with you? I wonder what your intentions are?"
What was Dao Discussion? With a Golden Core cultivation, one wasn't qualified to talk about the Dao. However, the Dao Discussion here didn't refer to the essence of the Dao, and it was to exchange their own comprehensions and improve together.
As a person that had just arrived at Wind Slasher City, Jiang Ting's comprehension was naturally different from the others. Different comprehensions and mutual debate allowed one to obtain other benefits even if one was unable to improve one's cultivation.
"Since it's a Dao discussion... I am, of course, respectful, not obeying orders."
After pausing for a moment, Jiang Ting seemed to recall something and smiled. "I am Fu Jianglong."
Fu Jianglong?
Wen Chang's eyes flashed. He remembered that when the conversation almost got into a conflict just now, Jiang Ting seemed to call himself 'I', right?
However, he didn't say anything. His name... It was just a form of address.
Therefore, wen Chang's expression did not change. "So it's Fellow Daoist Fu..."
Perhaps it was his turn to have a casual conversation. After a while, wen Chang invited Jiang Ting to leave.
Jiang Ting naturally would not refuse.
Just as the two were about to leave.
The young lady who was competing for the spouse suddenly mustered up her courage and said, "May I know where you live?"
Jiang Ting had strength and looks. ... That girl was indeed bold. Perhaps she didn't want to show the difference in the way she addressed him, but she didn't call him Immortal like the others did.
Or maybe she was blinded by her beauty?
Jiang Ting's eyes instantly lit up.
Wen Chang turned his head and revealed a somewhat strange expression. "Fellow Daoist, you don't hide your true appearance. With your temperament and appearance, it's normal for you to not want your life if you fall in love with me."
Jiang Ting used his Divine Sense to size up Wen Chang's true appearance. He suddenly understood why Wen Chang wanted to conceal his true appearance. He didn't want to hide his true appearance. With the unique temperament of an Immortal Cultivator, which was different from that of a mortal, he wouldn't be able to hide his true appearance.
In addition, with the circulation of his magic power, his handsome face was becoming more and more handsome by the day... With the gaze of a mortal girl, it seemed like the eyes of a cultivator were looking at him. Which one of them wasn't handsome?
Of course, it couldn't be said that mortals were ignorant.
What the world pursued: It was a beautiful thing to begin with. Under the circumstances where they did not owe each other anything, who did not wish for their other half to be handsome and imposing, with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes?
Who did not like a partner, who would sink the fish, swallow the geese, shut the moon, and shame the flowers?
In his mind, Jiang Ting turned his head and said with a smile, "Miss, are you very confident in your looks?"
The unknown Yu family girl lowered her head shyly, although she didn't reply. Judging from her actions, it was obvious that she was very confident.
Jiang Ting saw this and nodded, "Just by looking at your appearance, to be honest, your appearance is pretty good. ... However, do you know what you look like in my eyes?"
The girl raised her head with sparkling eyes. "How is it?"
Jiang Ting smiled and waved his hand gently. Two shadows appeared.
The phantom on the left was exactly the same as the girl from Yu Family.
The one on the right was the one on the right. Her body was covered in black spots, dirt, etc., which made people nauseous.
However, he could vaguely see that the nauseating illusion was somewhat similar to the girl from the Yu family.
"This is?" The Yu family's young lady's face became confused.
Jiang Ting smiled. The one on the left looks like an eye, while the one on the right looks like the one in my Divine Sense. Young lady, you are too ambitious. It's not a good thing... Fellow Daoist Wen, let's go. "
"Fellow Daoist, please." Wen Chang led the way, and the two of them slowly left.
What remained were only the shocked people here.
The Yu family girl looked at Jiang Ting's back, and her eyes became filled with disbelief. Dejected... and so on and so forth.
When they were far away, they walked to another street.
Wen Chang spoke out. "Fellow Daoist actually condensed the appearance that he observed with his Divine Sense. It's really unexpected..."
Speaking up to this point, one had to mention why cultivators called themselves immortals. Even if they were all humans, they would never treat mortals as humans.
Just like the illusion created by Jiang Ting...
No matter how much a mortal loved to be clean, they were still mortals. When dirt, dirt, and dust touched their skin, even if they cleaned themselves three times a day, and the sun never stopped, there would still be dirt and dirt that couldn't be washed away.
However, with a mortal's eyes, they couldn't see it.
However, it simply couldn't escape the spiritual will of a cultivator!
As for the cultivators?
Even if it was a Qi Refining cultivator... even if it was just a small magic, it was still the small magic that Jiang Ting often used. When the breeze blew, that inconspicuous breeze could blow away all the dirt.