Chapter 1 Snowflakes are as big as mats in the cold building

(First update, collection~)

Hanlou City is a marginal town in the Middle-earth Continent, which belongs to the Middle-earth Zixi Dynasty and looks at the northern border across the Emerald Mountain. There are a large population of millions. Although it is a border city, it is so prosperous that it is amazing.

Monks and mortals coexist in the cold tower city, and there are three cultivation sects and countless small cultivation families rooted here.

The three Xiuzhen sects are Bai Hongzong, Yujingzong and Miluo sect. The three sects are fighting against each other. They go in and out to guard the cold building city together, and constantly fight against each other. Although the three sects are pregnant and constantly entangled, these are only secret contests. On the surface, they are still honored under the banner of the same spirit and courage, and they are very happy to see each other.

For ordinary people in the cold building city, the cold building city is a safe and reliable place to live and work in peace and contentment. There are prosperous songs and dancing everywhere. There is no need to worry about the invasion of monsters outside the city, and their lives are guaranteed. Naturally, they are willing to live here. This is why the cold building city, as a border town, is surrounded by a barren desert within 100 miles, but can accommodate millions of people.

At this time, it is the season of the cold wind roaring in the middle of winter. The snow flowers and the strong wind pour down, scattered like goose feathers, falling on the eaves into long and sharp edges, like sharp swords, crystal clear and chilling. Falling on the bluestone road, it formed a thick layer of ice, like a pile of crystals, as smooth as a mirror. When people walk on it, the old man's pace is more careful, but the children don't care so much. In a joyful scream, he slipped around on the ice and fell without crying. He grabbed a handful of snow and rubbed it on his face and his hands until There was a trace of coolness in the bruise and swelling on his face. He patted his buttocks again, screamed, and rushed into the heavy snow.

The snow was very heavy and lasted for several months, and the cold building city became a city of ice crystals piled up with ice and snow. But such a flinty weather doesn't seem to erase the joy of people's life. They or take a felt carriage to have fun in the ruts, or wear thick cotton-padded jackets, wear dogskin hats, put their hands in each other's sleeves, walk into a simple teahouse, listen to books and eat tea, shake their heads, and shake their heads. How can I take care of the weather on this dog day?

The place where Fujia, a giant businessman in Hanlou City, lives is in a spacious alley in the southwest of the town. The alley has a nice name: Qingrong Lane.

Qingrong Lane is not only rich businessmen and famous nobles, but also many Xiuzhen families are intertwined here. However, the Xiuzhen families that live in the secular world are generally small families that are not popular, but in the eyes of these unpopular Xiuzhen families can undoubtedly only be respected in the eyes of ordinary people. The existence that dare not be blasphemed. Because all the people living in Qingrong Lane are very famous in the cold building city, the peddlers did not dare to approach, and it seemed that this place was particularly secluded.

In the deepest part of Qingrong Lane, a green brick and gray tile, stained with the vicissitudes of life and even a little dilapidated courtyard quietly stood in the wind and snow, and there was a dry yellow wormwood on the wall that stretched its head uny in the thick snow. This courtyard looks so shabby in front of any adjacent mansion, like a ragged and lonely girl. In front of a beautiful lady, she can only shyly hide in the deepest part of the most remote and cold corner.

The crescent door was pushed open, and the roaring snowflakes made a sour sound.

Two people in crane feathers came out one after another. Perhaps because of the heavy wind and snow, they reached out and lowered the brim of their hats on their heads much, covering the face that the wind and snow had never coveted.

"Brother, this is not low-key. Look at the houses around you. It's magnificent to hang golden leaves on the trees, and our shabby house is so dazzling and simple, like a hillbilly and a beggar. We should spend a lot of money to dress up our beggars with the most gorgeous materials from beginning to end, not to mention being proud of our surroundings. At least you have to be like a beautiful young man, brother, listen to me, it's not brother's nagging, we really don't need money. How to say, drizzle? Yes, even if it costs ten times more, it's still a small amount of money!"

The man walking behind reached out and grabbed a handful of snowflakes in the wind, rubbing fiercely between his palms, and his mouth was endless. He seemed to be full of complaints about living in the only shabby courtyard in Qingrong Lane, and the wind and snow poured into his mouth, and he could not stop his enthusiasm for complaining.

"Hey, brother, what are you doing so fast! Your silent nature has to be changed. For the first time in two years, don't see a beautiful girl become mute. That's unforgivable. Even my face is shameless. By the way, I have been familiar with the inside and outside of the whole cold building city in the past two years. There is no best girl or the best wine. I know best. Hey, brother, brother, wait for me..."

"Why don't you try to call your brother again?"

The current person turned his head, and the brim was blown up against the wind, revealing the part below the bridge of the nose. The bridge of the nose is very straight, the skin color is healthy wheat, and the curvature of the mouth is very curved, with piercing wind and snow, revealing a cold smell. He seemed to be disturbed by the brother's nagging, and there was a trace of impatience and anger in his voice.

"Okay, I remember, brother." The senior brother followed and responded carelessly.

Then, a figure screamed and flew into the dense wind and snow, falling into the snow pile more than ten feet away, and the people and voices disappeared.

"Let me hear it next time, but it won't end..." The current person patted his hands and continued to walk forward.

"Zhang Yan, stop!" The man stood up from the snowdrift, used his hands and feet, shaking the snowflakes on his clothes fiercely, and the hat on his head tilted aside, licking the wind and snow like the tongue of an ugly dog.

The head man stagnated, turned his head, pulled off his hat with one hand, and said angrily, "Shut up! How many times have you said it, call me Zhang Shi!"

He was Zhang Yan. At this time, his hat was taken off by him, and his cold and handsome face was exposed to the snowflakes. His appearance was the same as before, but there was a trace of calm and restrained breath between his eyebrows.

"Zhang Shi, Zhang Shi, went to the towering mountains above his head and thought that others would not recognize you? Cut." The man also pulled off his hat, revealing a disdainful face.

He is naturally talking about Han Bin.

Zhang Yan ignored him and walked forward, disappearing in the vast wind and snow.

Han Bin curled his lips and followed.

Two years ago, Zhang Yan took Zhang Yongtai and his wife and Han Bin to travel thousands of miles at the foot of Yunshan Mountain and came to the cold building city of this midland border town.

There are many such things as twists and turns all the way but not dangerous. There are many such things as tearing monsters in the wilderness and killing the bandits for a moment. For Zhang Yan, who passed through the two disasters of Buddhas and demons at this time, these really can't be called dangerous. Maybe they were lucky, or God's mercy. On the way, they did not meet a person or beast that could threaten them. But during this journey, Zhang Yongtai and his wife, who were unbearable, fell ill when they went to Hanlou City. But after all, he came to the boundary of Middle-earth. Zhang Yan decided to hide in the cold building city, take care of the sick second uncle and second aunt, and avoid retreating from the world of cultivation.

This pause lasted for two years. During this period, Han Bin, who made a fortune from Qian Yuzong, under Zhang Yan's strong order, waved thousands of gold to buy a dilapidated courtyard for four people to live in Qingrong Lane. Of course, the money for buying a house is exchanged for spiritual stones, and 10,000 taels of gold is only worth more than a dozen medium-grade spiritual stones.

Zhang Yan has been hiding in the courtyard for the past two years. While taking care of Zhang Yongtai and his wife who are seriously ill, he has been practicing diligently. After Han Bin, who had been poor and bound by Qianyuzong, jumped out of the shackles and got involved in the rolling red dust, tens of thousands of Zhongpin Lingshi tasted the taste of upstarts for the first time, so he was happy to wander around the streets and alleys of the cold building city and among the golden brothel restaurants. The daily needs of several people were brought by Han Bin when he returned from the boat pavilion. This kind of life can last for two years, which fully proves that Han Bin, a upstart, is not only talking a lot and his personal life is rotten, but also a very loving and good manager.

Out of Qingrong Lane, Zhang Yan and Han Bin came to the most prosperous area in the center of Hanlou City and walked into a restaurant at an intersection.

Yujing Restaurant is the industry of Yujingzong, a cold building city. It has four floors high, three-sided flying eaves, covered with various glazed tiles, and carved beams and painted columns inside, which are extremely golden and brilliant.

In the middle of winter, the auspicious beast charcoal stove is burning everywhere in the Yujing Building, which is as warm as spring.

Zhang Yan and Han Bin took off their crane feather clothes, sat in a remote corner in the lobby on the first floor, ordered wine and dishes, and turned their eyes to the huge crystal ball hanging on the wall on the inside of the lobby.

Han Bin whispered in Zhang Yan's ear, "This is the dragonfly crystal. In a moment, interesting things will begin to be staged everywhere. It's so beautiful!"

"Oh." Zhang Yan nodded and looked at the dragonfly crystal carefully. It was half a foot long and half a wide. It was a flat elliptical body, as clear as a transparent crystal, and it was flat as paper on everyone's side. At this time, there was nothing special.

Zhang Yan knew from Han Bin that this dragonfly crystal is quite a wonderful thing, and its effect is simply unheard of. That is, through it, anyone and things in Middle-earth can be revealed in front of everyone. No matter how far away it is, as long as it is within the Middle Earth and has a dragonfly crystal, it is like the dual function of a thousand-mile eye and a downwind ear. Through it, you can learn what happened thousands of miles away.

Of course, the production and dissemination of grim crystals are firmly in the hands of several famous sects in Middle-earth, and it is entirely up to them to decide what they want to see. However, the daily events in the Middle-earth Cultivation World can generally be seen from them.

People are willing to get together, look at the images of dragonflies, comment on the big and small things that have happened in the world of cultivation, so as to judge the development and changes of the current situation, and measure the impact of various factors on the rise and fall of the exchange value of crystals, and even the rise and fall of goods prices. It is not an excessive to say that the charm of the dragonfly crystal has swept the whole Middle-earth.

However, dragonfly crystals are too rare and extremely expensive, so not every monk can have them. Generally speaking, only some large clans and sects have the strength to have one to two dragonflies.

Yujing Restaurant is the industry of Yujingzong, and it is naturally not surprising that there is a mirage crystal in it. Even the reputation of Yujing Restaurant and most of its income is obtained by mirage crystals.

Do you want to go into the building to drink? All right, pay 30 medium-grade spiritual stones first.

Gold? Just kidding, brother, our restaurant doesn't accept mortals.

You want to find something, right? If you don't ask, which industry is our restaurant? Yu Jingzong, Yu Jingzong, get out of here quickly!