Over the next few days, cultivators from other empires often came to the shop. Mo Tiankong noticed that other than a few empires that were slightly further away, there were no cultivators from empires like the Marton Empire and the Blue Ice Empire that were further away.
Almost all of the remaining five or six empires had cultivators come. The most diligent ones were the Great Wan Empire and the Kushuang Empire.
Almost every day, cultivators from these two empires could be seen coming to the shop. Of course, the two empires were in a period of explosion. With the promotion progress, the demand increased, so naturally, they came diligently.
Mo Tiankong sat at the cashier counter. The shop had just opened, so he didn't have to rush. He was relatively free, but he would be busier later.
Cultivators entered the shop in groups. Although the shop was spacious, sometimes the line would take a long time. Some cultivators didn't buy anything when they entered the shop. They chatted with acquaintances when they met.
Because of the large flow of people, some cultivators who often came to the shop could still meet. It was also a gathering point for cultivators.
It was normal for them to chat when they met. As for Mo Tiankong, he was often forced to listen to what was going on outside.
Someone died in the Antelope Mountain Range. A Martial Emperor Realm demon beast appeared in the mountain range. Li Ergou's wife had an affair. Which faction bought the manor in the inner city?
These kinds of news were heard every day. Mo Tiankong sat at home and heard everything.
The reason why it was said to be passive was because Mo Tiankong was so strong. His five senses were naturally sharp. Although 20,000 square meters was a lot, it was actually not that big.
To a Venerable Realm expert, it really wasn't that big. Of course, it was also because Mo Tiankong had opened up his five senses. This was something that could be changed by himself. Otherwise, he would be annoyed to hear insects and birds chirping all day long.
Also, he could use his mental strength to replace his senses. Within the range of his mental strength, all objects and objects would appear in his mind. Sound and other sound waves could also be intercepted and displayed in his mind.
Of course, he couldn't intercept those who were stronger than him.
Mo Tiankong was cashiering while listening to the cultivators chatting. One of the things that was more interesting.
"Hey, the Lantern Festival is coming soon, right?"
"I wonder what the rewards are this time."
"Sentry Town has already been built. The specifications are definitely going to increase."
"I wonder if there are any changes to the rules."
"It should be the same as before."
"Isn't it just hunting antelopes? I remember last year, Tang Lin killed a Martial General level antelope demon beast and won the championship."
"The reward is a Red Sandalwood Grass!"
"A natural treasure that can increase one's mental power!"
"Although it can be used by cultivators below the Martial King Realm."
"That's right, that's right. I heard that Tang Lin is participating in the Prodigy Tournament and his cultivation has also broken through to the Wuzong Realm."
"Last year, you were still a Martial General, right?"
"That's pretty impressive."
"Tang Lin is still in his twenties."
"The younger generation will surpass us in time!"
Listening to these people chatting, Mo Tiankong roughly understood what was going on. The Lantern Festival was almost here, so it should be in the next few days.
It seemed to be an event that had been passed down for a long time. Lantern Festival, Lantern Festival. Wait a minute, something was wrong. The Lantern Festival had many names. One of them was the Lantern Festival.
Today was Saturday, and tomorrow was Sunday. The day of the lottery would be the day of the lottery. In terms of the time after the New Year, it should be the Lantern Festival next Monday.
Mo Tiankong kept feeling that something was wrong. Sure enough, this was the problem. It turned out that the warriors of the Tianxuan Continent also celebrated the Lantern Festival.
It was still called the Lantern Festival in ancient times. Mo Tiankong didn't have any festivals.
As the first festival on Earth after last year, Mo Tiankong still had some understanding. The Lantern Festival was the Lantern Festival. There were many names. Some were called the Lantern Festival, some were called the Lunar New Year, and some were called the Lunar New Year.
Of course, the customs were a little different. On Earth, if there was no rain, there would usually be dragon lanterns. The Dragon Dance Lantern was basically a tradition.
However, it was a little different in the Tianxuan Continent. During the festival, they would hunt antelope demon beasts. Moreover, the key was that it was an event and there were rewards.
Last year, Fatty Tang's brother, Tang Lin, won the championship and was rewarded with a heavenly treasure. The people of the other world really knew how to have fun.
Mo Tiankong was a little speechless. Was this to show off their strength? Or what? There were other customs that he didn't know much about.
Moreover, how could Tang Lin win the championship? There were still restrictions. There were restrictions on cultivation realm or age.
Although they were still listening, these warriors were locals who knew the customs. They would not talk about this in their idle chatter. Therefore, there was no useful information.
Currently, they only knew that there would be beast hunting activities during the Lantern Festival. There were also rewards.
Other than the New Year, this was the second festival that Mo Tiankong knew about in the Tianxuan Continent. Therefore, he was still very curious.
When he first came here, there were no festivals during the summer. After that, he went out to do missions and did not encounter any festivals. Therefore, strictly speaking, it was really the second festival.
"Sigh, we don't have a chance. My child is not even 18 years old yet."
"Isn't that so? But we can still eat antelope meat."
"At that time, it will be lively."
"That's right. What will happen after the city is built?"
"Are they going to put up some on every street?"
"This place will be big."
"Not sure. The City Lord Residence has not notified us yet."
"We don't know if we will hold it or not."
"This is a custom left behind by our ancestors. How can we just throw it away?"
"You should tell that to City Lord Zhang."
"Sigh, I hope it can still be preserved."
"That's right. It will be good to have some fun."
"Yes, yes. It will be good to have some fun."
After listening for a while, Mo Tiankong did not pay attention to it anymore. So it might not be held. This was also related to the construction of the city. Now that the city was big, some customs would not be easy to maintain.
It might really not be held. As for the banquet after that, Mo Tiankong wanted to participate. When the time comes, it should not be xenophobic.
Hunting beasts was simple. The key was to freeload. If it was like what the warriors said, and the streets were filled with food, then it would be a little interesting.
Then it would be really lively. At this point, Mo Tiankong had a basic understanding of the Lantern Festival. Moreover, this was probably not a festival in the entire Tianxuan Continent. It might just be a festival in the old Sentry Town.
Or maybe other empires or cities had different ways of holding the Lantern Festival. Sentry Town held a long street banquet after hunting beasts. Maybe it was something else in other places.
Thinking of this, Mo Tiankong came back to his senses. At present, he only knew about the New Year. It seemed that many empires in the Eastern Profound Domain had this festival. As for the others, there seemed to be some differences.
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