As he kept a low profile, Escort Lou became Craftsman Lou.
No one knew where he came from. This kind of low profile was necessary, but it was also helpless. Otherwise, how could Xuanyuan City be so peaceful? Just the little hundred thousand Foundation Establishment cultivators would have to surround this place every day.
Only a few high-level Monarchs knew that he stayed in the dome, but they didn't say much. It was easy for him to ask for advice alone if he needed to cultivate. To be honest, even if these Monarchs swaggered in Xuanyuan City, no one would recognize them. Although the distance was very close, Xuanyuan City and the dome were two different worlds.
He was introduced to an ignorant Jin Dan City Leader in Xuanyuan City. The Jin Dan City Leader then introduced him to a group of Foundation Establishment cultivators. It was so simple. There was no need for any special procedures, documents, or seals. Flying swords were their most reliable proof.
Of course, the appearance still had to be changed slightly. After all, Escort Lou's voice and smile had spread throughout the universe. It was not difficult.
He was lowering the dimension. In this kind of Xuanyuan City, no one could recognize him as long as he wanted.
But he didn't come back to pretend! At the Double Ten Thousand Flowers Festival, he even pretended to be an immortal. Why would he care about a quasi-cultivator city?
His purpose was very clear. For the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, he would organize and summarize what he had learned over the years. In the mortal world, he would settle his impetuous mentality caused by his overly intense cultivation life. He would quietly observe the movements of the five ring continents until the sense of crisis in his heart disappeared.
The reason why he chose to be a city craftsman was that he wanted to be like the fox man, combining cultivation and life. He wanted to use cultivation to change life, the life of mortals.
This idea sounded a bit too small, too insignificant, and too unimportant. But he believed that this was the true meaning of cultivation!
He couldn't put forward such an idea now. It was too advanced. As long as the universe was full of Spiritual Opportunity, no one could truly understand his deep meaning. It was also the deep meaning of the former Li Wuya.
But this was the trend, the true trend, the trend of ignoring the change of the era!
One day, Spiritual Opportunity would disappear from this universe. Then, what supported the human social system would be another line of thought — the direction of science and technology.
This timeline would be very long. Perhaps, it would extend until he became an immortal and couldn't see the end of it! The basic time scale might be calculated in tens of millions of years … But no matter what, if he took one step now, he would take one step less in the future, and he would take fewer detours.
Technology actually existed in every aspect of life, in every small and trivial place. Imperceptibly, it changed the lives of ordinary people. Unknowingly, at least in Xuanyuan City, a brand new concept of quality of life was gradually taking shape and gradually spreading to the surrounding areas. When people traveled to Xuanyuan City, they couldn't help but envy the various convenient living conditions here and naturally learn.
This was the meaning of change.
Actually, the fastest way to increase the level of science and technology was through war! However, in places where there were cultivators, the mortal world could not fight because they had the most advanced nuclear weapons – cultivators.
Wasn't it overkill for a Half Immortal like him to do this? A little pretentious?
He didn't think so. If he didn't do it himself, what right did he have to ask others to do it? Moreover, to be honest, even if he had the strength of a Half Immortal, it wasn't easy to apply the cultivation skills he knew to every bit of ordinary life. One needed to master too many skills, such as carving, casting, miniature arrays, and so on. In fact, it was a systematic project.
He, Escort Lou, might not be qualified yet.
He was assigned a small courtyard with two entrances. In Xuanyuan City, where every inch of land was worth an inch of gold, only Swordsman disciples had such benefits. This was a treatment that ordinary people and dignitaries had to pay a huge price to obtain. For Swordsman, this was the standard treatment.
As for whether he needed servants or not, everyone had their own habits. Cultivators didn't lack this little bit of money. Although the place wasn't big, it didn't hinder his cultivation. With his current level, he didn't need to use his sword to practice. Everything was within his consciousness. This was the realm of Half Immortal.
Xuanyuan City was the same as other big cities. It was also divided into East, South, West, North, and South. It was also divided into the rich district, the middle district, and the poor district. However, there was no cultivator district. This was because the dome had a rule that cultivators' residences must be mixed in every district of the city. This way, they could better monitor the city's abnormal changes.
Lou Xiaoyi's residence was in the middle district of the handicraft workshop. It could be said that it was very suitable for his identity and occupation.
Except that it was a little noisy! There were a lot of shops in the front and a factory in the back. There were blacksmiths, carpenters, potters, and spinning carts. There was no idle time 24 hours a day.
But it didn't matter. This kind of noise was meaningless to him.
The residence was very clean and tidy. At first glance, it was obvious that it was regularly cleaned. In this world where there was basically no heavy industry, and light industry was stagnant at the level of handicraft. The sky was exceptionally blue, and the air under the snowy mountain was exceptionally fresh. Even if it wasn't cleaned for a month, there wouldn't be a layer of dust on the table.
This was the original ecology.
He didn't need to find servants because he didn't need to be taken care of. He had lived alone for three thousand years. He had long become a loner. If someone was by his side, he would feel awkward.
How long had it been since he had lived such a leisurely life? After fighting in the ever-changing cultivation world, having this kind of rare leisure time was also a kind of great enjoyment. He lacked this right now.
Closing the courtyard door, he strolled along the bustling road. His Daoist robe was not very conspicuous. Because here, Xuanyuan's Daoist robe was the standard. Looking at the streets, half of the men were dressed like this. This made him feel a special sense of belonging.
His own domain, his own orthodoxy, his own city, his own courtyard … Similar habits, similar ideas, familiar local accent, pleasant smell of cooking smoke … When all these were mixed together, it was the feeling of home!
Among the feelings of being at home, the most prominent one was: relaxed!
Thus, following the fragrance, he found a beef noodle restaurant in the restaurant. Because his sense of smell could help him find the most authentic one among the many small restaurants, the one with the most delicious taste and the freshest ingredients.
"Dear guest, please come in. I find you unfamiliar. Do you need me to introduce the specialty food of this restaurant?"
"A corner of wine, a plate of meat, a bowl of noodles! Also, bring up some of your best dishes! "
Lou Xiaoyi found a seat by the window and enjoyed his dinner amidst the noise. Listening to the bustling streets around him, his mood became exceptionally relaxed.
Actually, the essence of life should be simple, right?
What surprised him was that the joy of killing the Immortal Peng was actually not as good as eating a bowl of noodles here?
What was the difference between the two?
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