I Am Immortal In The Cultivation World

The southwest corner of the city.

Due to the low-lying terrain, it is in the downwind all year round, and the whole city is shrouded in smog.

The walls were stained with thick black ash, the narrow streets were filled with sewage, and the sound of buzzing mosquitoes and flies was annoying.

Pieces of neat brick houses are cramped, dense, and crowded, and their construction history can be traced back to the period of Zhou Taizu. With all the rich people in the urban area moving out, the south of the city has completely become a slum, and less than 20% of the area is home to half of the population of the capital.

The reform of the imperial history book was repeatedly rejected by the head of the household department on the grounds that the treasury was empty.

It is not known why Zhou Taizu still had spare money to build houses for workers during the war between the north and the south at the beginning of the founding of the country.

into the night.

Bai Shiyu walked through the shadows, avoiding the drunk lying in the corner, and heard noisy punching sounds as he passed the tavern.

The overworked workers had no other entertainment, so they got together and drank inferior spirits to relieve their physical and mental exhaustion. They found a place to sleep when they were drunk, and continued to work the next day.

"Ding ninety-eight."

Bai Shiyu knocked on the door three times, long and short, and couldn't help but feel contemptuous in his heart. Only the old-fashioned people of the Kingdom of God would use such ancient codes.

Squeak!

The person who opened the door was a middle-aged man, wearing a black sackcloth bunt, with disheveled hair, no different from those alcoholic workers, asked in a cold voice.

"Who are you looking for?"

Bai Shiyu put one hand on his chest, and said in a solemn voice, "The God of Gold is on top."

The guard in the man's eyes dissipated, and he let Bai Shiyu in, while he stood at the door to watch.

In the four or five paces wide yard, clothes are hung in disorder, completely blocking the situation of the back room.

When Bai Shiyu entered the door, he saw an old man in white robes, burning incense and kneeling devoutly. The god on the table was half man, half bird, with wings spread out on his back, and his mount was a pitch-black tiger.

After a while.

After the daily worship, the old man got up and asked, "Did you bring something?"

Bai Shiyu touched it from his cuff, it was a palm-sized fine steel gear, somehow it escaped the search of the guards.

"This is a part of Zhao's cloth company's latest model machine. It took a lot of effort to steal it."

"It's worthy of being a thief saint, and its reputation is well-deserved!"

The old man put the gear in his arms and handed back a bag of gold coins: "It's still the old price, and I will charge as much as I have in the future."

Bai Shiyu checked the weight, and was about to turn around and leave when he heard the old man whisper.

"The Bai family has been passed down for thousands of years. Who would have thought that the descendants would turn out to be thieves? If the ancestors of the Bai family knew about it, would they die with regret?"

"You investigate me?"

Qi and blood in Bai Shiyu's dantian circulated, and two daggers with strange patterns slipped into his hands from his cuffs, locking on the old man with undisguised killing intent.

Da Zhou has extremely strict control over the machines. Not to mention the missing of the entire machine, even if the parts are damaged, they have to be reported to the government. Once the identity of the thief is revealed, the Bai family will be wiped out.

"In-depth cooperation always needs to know each other's details."

The old man introduced himself: "This old man's surname is Jin Mingcheng, and he holds the position of the Third Elder of the Kingdom of God. He has almost no martial arts cultivation. Is such sincerity enough?"

Bai Shiyu breathed a sigh of relief. He had dealt with people from the Kingdom of God several times before, but there was never any trouble. He asked, "How about in-depth cooperation?"

Jin Cheng said: "There is a tavern in Ningdefang. In recent years, many important people from aristocratic families have gathered. You should find a way to sneak in and become a buddy, and slowly gain the trust of those rich people."

Bai Shiyu frowned slightly: "Why did you choose me?"

"How can those rich people look down on ordinary people? The Bai family used to be a noble family, and their family background is enough to catch their eyes."

Jin Cheng explained: "Besides, Mr. Bai is proficient in martial arts and familiar with gold, stone and antiques. He will definitely become friends with those old fortunes."

After thinking about it, Bai Shiyu shook his head and refused: "This matter is too dangerous, I just pretend I haven't seen it before."

After speaking, his figure flickered and disappeared into the night sky.

A black figure appeared in the dark corner of the wall, wearing a pitch-black robe and a black hood, bowing and saluting.

"Elder, Bai Shiyu is the most suitable candidate, you can completely threaten him with your identity."

"A twisted melon is not sweet, and don't worry, he will definitely go to the tavern."

Jin Cheng said with a smile: "When the believers in Jiangnan investigated Bai Shiyu, they accidentally discovered his hidden second identity, the head of the Red League Xianjing!"

Heiying was surprised and said, "Young master of the family actually joined the Red League, why did he do that?"

"Back then, the Bai family's property was impacted by machines, and they almost lost their fortune. They had to leave the capital and return to the ancestral land in the south of the Yangtze River. From a thousand-year-old family, they were reduced to local wealthy households."

Jin Cheng said: "Perhaps it was out of revenge against the machine, so I joined the Red League."

Hei Ying asked in a deep voice: "Elder, if Bai Shiyu gets the blueprint of the machine and sells it to us, is he really going to bring it back to the Kingdom of God?"

Jin Cheng wondered, "Why not?"

Heiying's tone was full of worry: "Buddhism and Taoism were affected by the machine, and they began to emphasize the scriptures and righteousness and despise the Buddha. Will the machine appear in the Kingdom of God, and will it shake the people's belief in the Golden God?"

"Of course, the people will even question the existence of God!"

Jin Cheng sighed: "The alliance of nations was the last chance back then. Instead of being destroyed, Dazhou became more and more prosperous and powerful. You should know that the machine is unstoppable, and we can only accept it."

The shadow said: "You can block the border of the Kingdom of God, prohibit any machine products from entering, and write the machine into the doctrine, stating that it is a blasphemy against the Golden God!"

"Doing so will only lead to the destruction of the Kingdom of God."

Jin Cheng said solemnly: "You must always remember that if the Kingdom of God wants to exist in the long run, it must let the believers live better. In this way, even if the believers know that the Golden God does not exist, they will sincerely believe in it!"

"In the final analysis, the interests are eternal, just like the ancestors of the Kingdom of God chose to believe in the Golden God, it was for safety and not for any doctrine!"

The black shadow was silent for a while, and bowed to salute.

"Humblely decide to use the sword in your hand to obtain the machine blueprint for the Kingdom of God!"

...

After a few days.

noon.

The sun was scorching, and the heat was unbearable.

Ice cubes are placed in the tavern, and the temperature is cool and refreshing.

Many guests who are reluctant to come on weekdays also buy pots of wine to drink lightly.

Newsboy Yang Li was already acquainted with Zhou Yi, and after agreeing, he held a large pot of roasted peanuts, avoided the old man wearing a gold watch, and bowed to the guests.

"Sir, do you want peanuts? Freshly roasted peanuts cost three Wen a catty."

There were only a dozen or so tables in the tavern, and most of the pots were sold out in a circle. The newsboy counted five of the copper coins he earned and put them on the counter.

Zhou Yi was also polite, put away the copper coins and said, "You should sell them for ten Wen."

Yang Li shook his head and said, "That's too much money."

"interesting."

Zhou Yi reminded: "Remember to come and clean the peanut shells before closing every day, um, at Xu time."

Yang Li nodded again and again, knowing that Zhou Yi didn't like people kneeling down, he bowed and said, "Don't worry shopkeeper, I will definitely clean it up!"

At this time.

A voice came.

"The shopkeeper doesn't have a guy to clean it? Do you think I can do it?"

Zhou Yi turned his head and looked over, he was a young man with a face like a crown jade, and his appearance was naturally handsome.

Even if he smeared coal dust on his face, put on a dirty linen shirt, and tried his best to bend over and pout his buttocks, he still couldn't hide his aura.

"What's your last name?"

"The surname is Bai, the pear-blossoming Bai!"

Bai Shiyu had arranged a fake identity in the past few days, and the words changed somehow.

"In the world, there are such similar people!"

Zhou Yi was stunned for a long time, subconsciously cast the Nirvana secret technique, and then shook his head to disperse the magic power.

Today's world is in chaos.

The old monsters left in the world of cultivating immortals run taverns, the old nobles of the previous era miss the past, magic sticks dance on the street to cure diseases, white coats in medical clinics sell new medicines, steel gears rotate, and trains make ear-piercing roars.

Whether it is reincarnation, or similar people.

It's nice to meet in such a bizarre world!