Chapter 627 There is a Little Medicine Fairy in the Mountain (27)
"Wear a hat, for your own good."
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"I am beautiful, so I won't steal your limelight."
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Oh.
Jiang Tang flew in the clouds to the foot of the mountain, and then walked to the county seat at the foot of the mountain with Immortal Wu Chao.
The city gate is tall, and there are officers and soldiers checking the ultimatum, but as soon as Immortal Wu Chao walked to the door, two rows of soldiers lined up, opened the city gate wide to make way, and said respectfully: "Master Yaoxian, please come in!"
"Master Yaoxian, please step slower, there is a stone here."
Jiang Tang followed behind. When the officers and soldiers saw that she could get so close to the Medicine Fairy, their attitudes were also respectful, calling Jiang Tang one by one like a fairy. She had the illusion that a chicken or a dog could ascend to heaven.
"Master, I didn't expect you to be so loved by others."
"Well, not bad."
"Then let's go to the restaurant now. I want to eat earthly food."
"If you want to improve your cultivation, eat less food."
"Master, do you think I, a carrot spirit, can cultivate to the point of inescaping? I don't care, I want to eat meat. I am not allowed to eat meat in Zhaoyao Mountain. I must eat it when I come down the mountain!"
Jiang Tang was so brave that he grabbed Immortal Wu Chao's sleeve and walked towards the restaurant on the roadside.
The two of them have a high road ahead of them. Jiang Tangsheng is full of aura, charming and charming. The most eye-catching one is a certain Immortal Lord. His spotless silver-white robe is incompatible with the busy streets. His slender and straight body is like an independent green bamboo. He wears a veil and gauze that moves with the wind, and the curtains can be vaguely seen. That delicate silhouette under the hat.
Behind him, there were already many people following him.
Jiang Tang was successful in cultivation and had good ears. He could hear the whispers of passers-by clearly. Everyone's respect for Immortal Lord Wu Chao cannot be questioned, but they dare not approach him because this Immortal Lord is not as kind as the others. He has been covering his face with a curtain for so many years and rarely enters the city. When he does, he only goes to the city to drink. , for those who seek medicine, neither salty nor light, I can treat you, but only for a few glances, and things like hanging a pot to help the world have nothing to do with this person.
The Medicine Fairy can do as he pleases and is not bound by the world.
Some people respect it and some people are dissatisfied with it, but the Medicine Fairy himself doesn't care. No matter what you say, he will still follow his own temperament. If he is happy, he will treat you. If he is not happy, he will just go back with the wine. No one dares to stop him.
From their whispers, Jiang Tang learned about the characteristics of Immortal Wu Chao. At best, they called him free and easy, but at worst, they called him arrogant and selfish, without any compassion and kindness of an immortal.
Jiang Tang raised his eyebrows.
Immortal Lord Wuchao is neither a monk nor a philanthropist. He cultivates on his own and has acquired the ability to refine medicine. Why do you ask him to save all sentient beings?
It's not like Jiang Tang didn't know how lazy this man was. Asking him to sit in the clinic and treat others for a day was simply as difficult as climbing to the sky.
The two of them chose a restaurant and sat down.
Immortal Lord Wuchao ordered a pot of wine. It was not a good wine. Compared with the top-quality immortal wine he usually drank, it was like clouds of mud. Wuchao didn't dislike it. He poured it out and drank it quietly.
Jiang Tang ordered a plate of elbows, a plate of beef, and a pot of lamb and scorpions. By the way, he also ordered a plate of cold shredded radish to go with the wine for Immortal Wu Chao.
"Master, where shall we go after dinner?"
"I don't know."
"Then go back to the mountain?"
"Anything works."
Jiang Tang pursed his lips with a mouthful of meat.
This is more talkative than on the mountain, and when in front of others, he has this aloof and silent look, which is really a model of pretentiousness.
(End of chapter)