I Just Want To Slack off In Cultivation

Creak!

As the door creaked open, Jiang Feng Wu led the rest of the wandering cultivators out of the mayor's house.

He looked around and chose an alley without any hesitation.

The other wandering cultivators didn't think much and immediately followed.

However, after taking a few steps, someone suddenly noticed something was wrong. A middle-aged cultivator dressed in a light green robe immediately asked, " "Senior Jiang, are we not going to ah Yong's house now?"

Just now, the mayor had told them that the people from the glazed tile Empire might have gone to ah Yong's house. They should be going to ah Yong's house to investigate now ...

Hearing this, Jiang fengwu turned his head and looked at the middle-aged rogue cultivator. He said calmly,"The dynasty demon clan wants clues about the Crown Prince of the Liu Fu dynasty."

"Now we have the lead."

"Since the mission is completed, why do you need to make another trip?"

The mission was completed?

The other wandering cultivators were stunned.

But very quickly, everyone reacted.

That's right!

They already had a lead on the crown Prince, so why would they continue to risk their lives in White Grass town?

Although White Grass town was a mortal town and they had not encountered any problems on their way here, it was better to be more cautious since the demon clan of the glazed tile Empire was willing to give them so many spirit stones!

At the thought of this, many of the individual cultivators nodded. &Quot; "Senior Jiang, you're right. We've indeed completed the mission!"

"It's all thanks to senior Jiang that this mission went so smoothly ..."

"Senior's words are deafening! This junior is enlightened!"

"Hahaha ... As expected, as long as I follow senior Jiang, I don't have to worry about anything!"

Hearing the many unaffiliated cultivators "flattery, Jiang Feng Wu nodded his head. He looked at the darkening sky and said,"Increase the speed."

After saying that, he immediately used his escape technique and turned into a light green Wind. He drifted and flew out of the town.

Seeing this, the other wandering cultivators quickly followed suit and used their escape techniques.

After travelling for a moment, everyone suddenly stopped along with Jiang Feng Wu.

With a wave of his hand, Jiang Feng Wu dispelled his movement technique and revealed himself. He looked around with an extremely unsightly expression, only to see that there were many houses around him, and the sound of chickens crowing and dogs barking could be heard through the walls ... This was the center of White Grass town.

Not only did they not leave White Grass town, but they even went deeper!

A young wandering cultivator in an old robe with a mixed aura asked nervously, " "Senior, senior Jiang, what ... What do we do now?"

&Quot; Hmph! &Quot; Jiang fengwu snorted coldly and said, " it might be some kind of formation ... Get someone from the town to lead the way and get him to send us out! &Quot;

With that, he strode off in one direction.

The other wandering cultivators looked at each other with some panic in their eyes, but they immediately followed him again.

At this moment, the sky had already darkened, and most of the lights in the houses had been extinguished. Only the rustling of the bedding could be heard, indicating that they had already entered Dreamland.

Jiang Feng Wu thought about it, and was very careful not to disturb those who had already settled down.

Step, step, step ...

The soft sound of footsteps moved forward step by step, like a calm rising tide, neither fast nor slow, drowning the street inch by inch.

A moment later, a short wall that was half the height of a man appeared in front of them.

With the eyesight of a cultivator, he could see an old man bending over and stirring a pot of hot soup in the spacious courtyard behind the wall.

It was unknown how long the soup had been boiling, but the rich and fresh fragrance that wafted out made one's mouth water. One could almost turn into a Taotie and eat a big meal.

Jiang Feng Wu stood a distance away from the wall, his eyes flashing as he looked around, before saying,"Someone go and ask for directions!"

The green-robed old man beside him nodded slightly. He immediately pointed to an old rogue cultivator with a low cultivation base and ordered, " "You! Go and ask for directions!"

The unaffiliated cultivator who had been pointed at did not dare to refuse. He immediately walked up and first used a probing technique on the old man across the courtyard wall. Only after confirming that there was nothing wrong with him did he relax and call out to the old man, " "Old man, may I have a word with you?"

The old man raised his head when he heard the voice. It was only then that everyone realized that he only had one eye. The other eye was empty and dark. It was particularly terrifying to look at in this daze.

He squinted his eyes and looked around. He seemed to be puzzled as he muttered to himself, " "Did someone just speak?"

Seeing that the old man's eyes and ears were not very good, the wandering cultivator immediately lifted his legs and leaped over the low wall that was half the height of a person, directly landing beside the old man.

At this moment, the old man was still stirring the soup in front of him with a big spoon.

The old wandering cultivator looked at the man and the pot. The old man was obviously very old. He didn't know why he was boiling soup in the courtyard alone in the middle of the night when everyone else was already asleep. As for the pot of soup, the meat and bones in the soup were boiling. The old wandering cultivator couldn't tell what was being boiled, but he felt that the pot was huge. Even if he lay in it, it would be enough to fill it ...

Thinking of this, the old wandering cultivator was slightly stunned. He did not know why he suddenly had such an idea.

After calming himself down, he immediately moved closer to the old man, almost to the old man's ear, and asked loudly,"Old man, do you know the town's ..."

Plop!

Before he could finish his words, the wandering cultivator's chin directly fell into the pot.

The broth splattered, and the fragrance of the meat permeated the air. The alluring fragrance became stronger and stronger, spreading in all directions.

The itinerant cultivator was completely unaware. Blood was dripping from half of his face as he continued, " ... The path? "

Then, his tongue, nose, ears, eyes ... All the pieces of meat on his head fell into the pot of soup in front of him like rain!

The old man waved his big spoon and stirred the meat soup with all his might. At this moment, he seemed to have finally heard the words of the old wandering cultivator clearly and immediately said, " "Are you looking for a place to stay?"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

&Quot; if you want to stay, walk straight ahead. There's a single-door courtyard in front. There's a Feng Shui Tree planted in the southeast corner of the little ping family's house. There are many empty rooms. &Quot;

"Little Ping's cooking is excellent. She's famous for being a virtuous lady in our town ..."

As he spoke, the old wandering cultivator's entire head had turned into white bones. There was no longer any flesh or blood on it.

When he heard the old man's words, he immediately nodded and said,"Thank you, old man."

Immediately after, he turned his head and looked at Jiang Feng Wu and the others across the low wall. He shouted, " "There's a tree in the southeast corner of the courtyard in front of you, it's little Ping's house. You can stay there!"

Jiang Feng Wu nodded his head in satisfaction.

They asked how to get out of White Grass town, but the old man replied with a place to stay.

None of the itinerant cultivators present felt that something was wrong with such an extremely abnormal scene.

"Let's go!" Jiang fengwu immediately said.

Thus, all the wandering cultivators followed behind him and walked forward together.

The elderly itinerant cultivator whose head had been reduced to white bones did not follow them. Instead, he continued to stay by the old man's side and accompanied him in boiling the soup ...