Chapter 358 Strange Fire Tower Monk
Ning Wuxie came to Dongli Mountain once in his previous life, but he only negotiated with people outside the Strange Fire Tower and never entered.
The Strange Fire Tower is far away from the Central Plains and does not involve in disputes. The disciples in the sect are also more low-key than the other. In the past two hundred years, the biggest news was that Han Feng was a traitor, nothing else.
Originally, reaching the heavenly realm with words and laughter could also become a big news.
With his original peak level of Earth Immortal, he could even raise the Strange Fire Tower to a famous position overnight. Even if he had insufficient background, he could still become a large sect that ranked high on the list.
However, Yan Xiao died.
If Ning Wuxie also had the cultivation of an earthly immortal or even a heavenly immortal, and successfully practiced the Great Sun Flame Technique, perhaps Yanxiao would not be to the point of feeding the fire with his body.
But now it's too late, Ning Wuxie just hopes that the ember of the heart can really work.
Entering Wanghai Town, the salty and humid sea breeze completely replaced the freshness of the previous paddy fields. Fishing gear is hung to dry in front of every house. Compared with Qingluo Town, this place looks more like a village. It doesn't look like there is any business. They all make a living by fishing.
Xuan'er held the child, and Ning Wuxie led the mule and walked into the street. Naturally, the aura of the immortal cultivators has been restrained. Their current dress is the same as that of ordinary people, and even their faces are a little gloomy due to the restrained aura. Unless someone occasionally takes a second look, they will find this pair of young village girls and The man's facial features are really handsome.
Where can I find the Strange Fire Tower monk?
It's definitely not okay to just ask everyone you meet. They set off early in the morning, and now it's the middle of the sun. It's better to have a meal first.
The two walked into a restaurant. The cheapest food in Wanghai Town was naturally sea fish, which was much cheaper than other places. Naturally, they wanted to experience it.
Seeing that the guest came with a mule, the waiter naturally became more interested. He enthusiastically took the mule and had it taken to the backyard to be fed, and then led the two of them to sit down.
"Your guest is from Qingluo Town, right? Want to try our Wanghai Town's specialty raw fish mixed with shredded silk?"
"Is it tasty?"
"It's absolutely amazing. Everyone who has tried it doesn't like it. If we have children, we can also try the fish soup made from sea bream mince. The locals feed their children this when they are weaned!"
Ning Wuxie and Xuan'er were stunned, seeing Xuan'er's expression a little embarrassed.
The villagers speak plainly and straightforwardly, without much fuss, and the two of them have almost gotten used to it in the past six months. In Qingluo Town, the old ladies living in the neighborhood often praise Xuan'er in front of her for her big breasts and big butt, and her ability to run a household and have children.
"Okay, then I'll have one portion of everything you said, three bowls of rice, and another plate of food. You can watch it."
"Okay." The waiter turned around and ran into the kitchen.
Xuan'er held Chen'er in her arms. The seven-month-old child was already much older than when he was born. He was not honest in his arms and liked to move around or stand on Xuan'er's lap and turn his head to look at people.
"Brother..." Xuan'er leaned close to Ning Wuxie and whispered, "Weaning...what's going on?"
"You don't know about weaning?" Ning Wuxie was surprised.
Xuan'er looked at Ning Wuxie and shook her head blankly.
Ning Wuxie just wanted to raise her forehead and give birth to a baby with her wife, and she didn't even know how to raise it.
"Weaning means not feeding the child breast milk... He cannot remain a baby forever."
"Does that kind of thing need to be stopped? What does it have to do with fish soup?"
Fortunately, there were not many people in the restaurant. Ning Wuxie softly explained to Xuan'er what weaning was all about. Only then did she realize that the baby would have resistance during weaning, and she had to gradually teach him to eat normal food.
"So that's it...then when did it start?"
"Looking at each baby's individual situation, it's basically around 8 months to one year old."
"Then Chen'er hasn't arrived yet."
"Seven months is almost enough. Look how strong he is."
Most of the children of immortal cultivators are physically healthy, unlike ordinary people, and it is normal to be weaned at seven months.
Xuan'er nodded, feeling a little happy in her heart. To be honest, feeding Chen'er was indeed quite a torture. This is something that no mother would know if she had experienced it herself.
The food came, and the two of them ate it while feeding Chen'er surimi soup. It was really suitable for children to eat, it was soft, glutinous, without thorns, and had a light taste.
Chen'er didn't resist much, so she ate as she was fed. She took five or six mouthfuls before turning her head away.
It seems to be well accepted.
After finishing the meal, Ning Wuxie went to the counter to pay, and threw out a few broken pieces of silver, which immediately made the waiter's eyes widen.
"Oh, you are so generous!" The waiter gathered the money into his palm and nodded.
"What kind of business do you do?"
"Collect some mountain products." Ning Wuxie smiled, "Come and have a look at Wanghai, and I want to ask you something."
"Hey, tell me."
"I want to ask..." Ning Wuxie lowered his voice, "Where can I see the cultivators of the Strange Fire Tower?"
"Huo Xiu? Why are you looking for them? Did you meet a monster?"
The speaker was unintentional, but the listener was intentional. Ning Wuxie was slightly startled, and then nodded with a slight frown on his eyebrows: "Yes, I was on the mountain a few days ago and found an old wild ginseng that was at least a hundred years old. I wanted to pick it, but I couldn't. There's a wild boar watching over it."
"That wild boar seems to be well behaved. Fortunately, I can run fast, otherwise people would be there."
Ning Wuxie pretended to be in shock.
"The monsters guarding the mountain treasures... This is not easy to handle. The fire cultivators will not take the initiative to destroy the monsters on the mountain unless they rush down to harm the villages and towns."
"But...but that old wild ginseng is very close to the village at the foot of the mountain. If it is eaten by wild boars when the ginseng is grown, wouldn't it endanger the people?"
"Hmm...that's true."
The waiter shrugged, "Then you go ahead and ring the bell. Huo Xiu will come over after hearing the sound of the bell. As long as you can explain it clearly by then."
"Ring the bell?"
"Yes, there is a fire cave in the town square, and there is a fairy bell on it. If you hit it with a small hammer, the Strange Fire Tower will know about it and send someone down."
"This..." Ning Wuxie was confused for a moment, this was a bit ostentatious.
The Alien Fire Tower is already a key target of attention, and those who call the Alien Fire Tower will naturally be targeted. Although six months had passed, there must have been other calls within six months, but Ning Wuxie didn't want to let herself be targeted, in case something was revealed.
"What's wrong, sir? I'm sorry? It's okay. The clock struck silently. Although it is located in Wanghai Town, it is also used by our four towns in Dongli. Please relax." The waiter said with a smile. .
"No...I can't be exposed..." Ning Wuxie whispered.
"If our colleagues in Qingluo Town know that I brought a fire cultivator back, they will definitely know that I found the treasure, and I will be in trouble... you know."
The waiter opened his eyes wide and said "oh" silently.
"This is really... then let me ring it for you. You go to the kitchen and sit for a while while I ring the bell. When Huo Xiu arrives, I will bring him over."
"That couldn't be better!" Ning Wuxie was pleasantly surprised and hurriedly stuffed some silver into the store's second hand, which was more than the money for the meal.
The waiter was pleasantly surprised and believed that Ning Wuxie was a very capable mountain runner. After returning to the kitchen, he informed me, ran out of the restaurant with a smile on his face, and ran towards the center of the town.
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