Two Worlds: I Became an Immortal

Chapter 45: Immortal Cultivation Strange Stories
Anjiang County, Jing River.

"What's going on outside? Why is it so noisy?"

In the Jinghe Dragon Palace, an old dragon was lying on the dragon throne with his eyes closed, looking a little tired. Suddenly, he heard a series of rather harsh sounds coming into his mind, which made him frown and look impatient.

"Lord Dragon, in a few days we will be carrying the Dragon King. The common people are going to repair the Dragon King Temple for you. Please bless the Jinghe area with good weather and good harvests."

Hearing the somewhat unhappy tone of the Jinghe Dragon King, the old turtle at the side immediately stepped forward carefully and reminded the Dragon King.

Lifting the Dragon King?
Hearing this, the Dragon King of Jinghe River couldn't help but think of this matter, but then he frowned and turned around to look at his dragon body.

The dragon scales, which should have been mighty and powerful, now looked broken and tattered. Countless scales were long gone, revealing the bloody dragon body, accompanied by bursts of foul odor.

The pain was so severe that the Dragon King of Jinghe River couldn't sleep for many years.

"Where do I get the ability to bless them with good weather and good harvests now?"

When Long Jun said this, he let out a long sigh and twisted his body slightly, trying to make himself more comfortable while lying down.

Now, it is difficult for him to even change his human form.

As his body twisted, several palm-sized scales fell off.

After realizing this situation, the Dragon King of Jinghe couldn't help but show a look of sadness on his face.

As a member of the dragon clan, his magic power is only one tenth of what it used to be. Not only can he not transform, but all the scales on his body are about to fall off.

In this situation, he didn't even have the face to face other dragons.

As for controlling the clouds and rain, that is even more impossible.

Thinking of this, Jinghe Dragon King felt that his life was hopeless. "Let them go."

After saying this, the huge dragon head was lowered again and then its eyes were closed.

The old turtle below saw this with a bit of sadness in his eyes, but there was nothing he could do.

It knew that the Dragon King was not to blame for this. It was not that the Dragon King was unwilling to protect the people in the Jing River area, but the fact was that the Dragon King could hardly protect himself now.

"Is this Anjiang County?"

Song Yunyuan looked at the county town in front of him with some curiosity. There were a lot of people coming and going.

However, most of the people wearing coarse clothes were ordinary people, and there were also fishermen who had just returned from fishing.

At first glance, this place seems extremely lively, with lights and decorations everywhere.

There were many peddlers and traders.

"Young Master, we have to go find the temple keeper. We'll say goodbye now. Remember to come and watch us carry the Dragon King when the time comes!"

Chu Songdian waved at Song Yunyuan and shouted loudly.

When Song Yunyuan heard this, he immediately responded loudly. On the way here, he heard the other party constantly talking about how lively it would be at that time.

Song Yunyuan was also quite interested in what he heard and planned to go and take a look when the time comes.

After saying goodbye to Chu Songdian and others, Song Yunyuan walked towards the city.

When arriving in front of the city gate, the first thing that catches your eye is the towering city wall. The city wall has probably gone through many years, and there is still some moss hanging on it, which makes it look a bit vicissitudes of life.

After taking a few glances, Song Yunyuan led the way into Anjiang County.

It seemed that because of the Dragon King's carrying, the city was extremely lively. The shouts of the vendors selling candied haws could be heard from far away, and there were also stalls selling hairpins, candied fruits and other snacks.

After Song Yunyuan entered the city, he looked around curiously.

This was the first time that Song Yunyuan had seen such a large mortal city in this world of immortal cultivation.

After looking around for a while, Song Yunyuan immediately walked towards the bookstore. He wanted to go to the bookstore to see if he could find some ancient books about immortal cultivators.

After asking the people on the roadside for a while, Song Yunyuan quickly found the bookstore.

When the clerk in the bookstore saw Song Yunyuan, he immediately came forward to greet him warmly. Song Yunyuan was dressed very luxuriously, and in this respect, he was definitely a wealthy young man.

These people come to the bookstore basically to buy books, unlike some poor students who would hesitate for a long time before buying books.

"What's your surname, sir?"

"Your surname is Song."

As Song Yunyuan answered, he glanced at the bookstore in front of him and the books on the shelf nearby.

"So it's Master Song. I wonder what kind of books Master Song wants?"

The guy had a smile on his face as he prepared to introduce to Song Yunyuan some of the famous works they had here.

"Do you have any books on immortal cultivation or strange stories?"

Song Yunyuan didn't intend to beat around the bush and asked directly about the books he wanted.

Cultivation stories?

The bookshop clerk nodded immediately upon hearing this, "Of course we have, Mr. Song, please come this way."

After saying that, he immediately brought Song Yunyuan to the inside of the bookstore.

"Sir, these are all the books on immortal cultivation and strange stories in the bookshop. There are also many rumors about ghosts and monsters."

Song Yunyuan was moved when he heard this, "Have you ever heard of ghosts in this place?"

The waiter's face froze when he heard this. "Sir, what are you talking about? There is no such thing as ghosts. I have never heard of them."

"I haven't heard of it. Aren't the things written in these books just records of rumors?"

When Song Yunyuan heard this, he glanced at the books in front of him and his expression became strange.

"What are you talking about? These are just stories, not recorded rumors."

When the guy heard what Song Yunyuan said, his expression became strange for a moment.

So it's all fake?

After hearing this, Song Yunyuan finally reacted, and then his expression became somewhat disappointed.

He also thought that he could see some authentic records of strange things here, and that way, he could find something based on the information.

Now it seems that he was overthinking it.

The guy next to him felt a little nervous when he saw Song Yunyuan seemed a little disappointed.

People like these young masters probably all like certain special things. In that case, you really have to follow what they say.

Otherwise, the deal that could have been done today would have been lost.

Thinking of this, the guy's eyes turned slightly, and he suddenly remembered something. He hurriedly walked to the bookshelf beside him to look for it, and then he found several ancient books that looked a little yellowed.

"Dear guest, this item should not be sold, but since you want it so much, I found it today."

The guy's words immediately aroused Song Yunyuan's interest.

Before Song Yunyuan could ask, the clerk started to explain, "These books were written by an extraordinary person who traveled all over the country and wrote down what he saw and heard."

"In the past, when I told this to guests, they were unwilling to believe it, so I stopped bringing it out later. Today, I see that you seem to believe it, so maybe I can take a look at it."

(End of this chapter)