Why did I, a superman, go to cultivate immortals?

Chapter 60 The Seventh Prince

Due to the influence of human luck, general cultivation sects, which are gathering places for immortal cultivators, will not be established in crowded places.

Even the Human Sect, which has always been closely related to human nature, has the appearance of being hidden in the city. As for the two more difficult-to-find Heaven and Earth Sects, the general location of the sects will be caves and secret places.

This type of place is generally rich in aura and is also far away from the human world. It is an excellent place for cultivating immortals.

For this reason, if a mortal wants to seek immortality, it will be extremely difficult unless the opportunity comes.

However, this also brings about a problem.

In addition to the Taoist priests above the Golden Core who can rely on the pass token to travel on their own, foundation-building Qi training disciples below the Golden Core can only travel between the world and the secret realm through "receiving elders".

Obviously, although Mu Wu seems to have completed his foundation building, he is still far away from the realm of golden elixir. Therefore, we can only wait for communication with our sect for the time being.

"I have used the communication bell in the office to notify the extradition senior stationed at the junction of the secret realm and the mortal world. It concerns Senior Brother Lin Ke. Naturally, it will be processed urgently. In this way, we can receive it as soon as tomorrow."

In this restaurant in Danyang City, a group of four people sat in a private room, chatting while waiting for the food to be served.

He was not vague, nor did he delay anything. He arranged everything properly before coming out.

"That's very good. Thank you so much, Fellow Taoist Mu, for your help."

Wang Ting quickly thanked him.

Mu Wu waved his hand, his expression unconcerned.

"This is also my responsibility, and if nothing happens, next time we meet at the Sun Moon Gate, we may be brothers, hahahaha."

As he said this, he couldn't help but laugh.

"On this immortal road, there is another talented fellow. This matter is really worthy of celebration! Come! Have tea!"

He was still a bit too old about Wang Ting's age, so it was naturally impossible for him to do anything drinking.

The ordered dishes also began to arrive slowly.

This place seems to be the most popular restaurant in the capital of the Chu Kingdom. After eating the food, Wang Ting had to admit that it really deserves the name of "delicious food".

But just as they were drinking and drinking, there was a slight knock on the door in the private room.

Mu Wu frowned after hearing this, but before he could make any other reaction, the door was pushed open.

A man in brocade clothes came in, accompanied by a servant who looked like a servant. At first glance, he came from a wealthy family.

"Master Mu Xian, you are well! How come you have time to come to this Shiweiju for dinner this time?"

To be honest, if an ordinary wealthy man did this, Mu Wu would generally not show off. Furthermore, He Yan, who is not so calm, would have to deal with such a level of "offense".

Show the other person's color.

But he didn't do that, and Mu Wu didn't ignore him.

Wang Ting was still eating the food. He could clearly see the helplessness flashing across Mu Wu's face. After the other party came in and greeted him, he stood up and gave the man dressed as a young master a hand in his hand.

The right to salute.

"I haven't seen you for a few days. The seventh prince is well."

Oh, it is indeed not an ordinary family. After listening to Mu Wu's words, Wang Ting knew that the other party turned out to be a prince of the Chu Dynasty.

Before he could think about it, the prince seemed to be dissatisfied with Mu Wu's title. He took a step forward, reached out and grabbed the other person's hand, and said "affectionately":

"Alas! Immortal Master calling me this way is a bit out of touch. Just call me Zhao Yi!"

"Zhao?"

Wang Ting suddenly thought of Zhao Ming, whom he had just met not long ago. He remembered that the other party had said that he was from a royal family.

But unlike Wang Ting, who was in a state of watching a show, Mu Wu only felt embarrassed.

In fact, when he is alone, there is nothing wrong with being greeted by the prince, but now he is having dinner with the royal court. In other words, what he is doing now is "entertaining the royal court."

At this time, the so-called prince may feel that his behavior is a sign of respect for Mu Wu, but to be honest, Mu Wu is really embarrassed considering the royal court who is watching.

He was born into a royal family, and although he had no official or position, he was somewhat blessed by his father who was the king, so he was naturally blessed by some human luck. In addition, the king held the Immortal Ascension Conference for the Sun and Moon Sect.

This matter is indeed helpful, no matter what the other party's purpose is, but it does save them a lot of trouble.

After all, powerful seniors usually leave this kind of "dirty work" to the disciples below them.

Therefore, Mu Wu, who is a cultivator of immortality, will give him some respect. Who told him to have a good father?

Otherwise, he would really be too lazy to deal with such a person who has no talent for cultivation.

"How come the prince is free today? He has time to leave the palace. Is he here to inspect the public sentiment?"

"I'm just used to being idle, but I never wanted to see the immortal master traveling by chance, so I came to pay a visit."

After all, he was from a royal family and had some basic emotional intelligence. Zhao Yi could also see that Mu Wuyin was impatient, so he resigned in a sensible way.

"Well, now that I've said hello, I'll take my leave first. Immortal Master will continue to enjoy the delicious food. I'll come back to the palace later when I have time!"

He never glanced at anyone present except Mu Wu.

"Prince, walk slowly."

Mu Wu nodded and sent the other party out personally.

Taking advantage of this gap, He Yan, who had been silent for a long time, turned to Wang Ting and said:

"This prince is respectful on the surface, but he is completely arrogant on the inside. It's really rude to see him not taking us seriously!"

He Yan was somewhat confused, but he did explain the inexplicable prince's attitude with one sentence.

Wang Ting nodded.

"Since there is no hope of cultivating immortality, they will only be dead bones on the road after all, so don't worry about it."

"Haha, kid, you are quite well-connected. You are a cultivator of immortality."

After He Yan heard this, his impression of Wang Ting suddenly improved a lot. After all, Wang Ting was somewhat like a brat before.

With that said, Mu Wu walked back alone.

Sitting down again, he shook his head.

"He deliberately makes friends with people from the Immortal Sect, and his ambition is not small. If you see him in the future, you need to be careful."

Obviously, Mu Wu didn't have a very good impression of this person.

"Eat, eat, don't care about him."

However, in Wang Ting's eyes, this guy was indeed inferior to the dishes in front of him.

On the other side, the news that Wang Ting brought Lin Ke's token to pay homage to the mountain gate quickly reached the ears of the immortal elder.

"People have arrived."

Sun Immortal was at the top of the list. He looked at Daojun, who was divided into two seats, and said indifferently.

(End of chapter)