How come the celestial technique I stole is so powerful?!-Chapter 265 Test It Out

Test his face to see how sensitive it is in Kun Cang.

He also wanted to test what it meant that Wuxiang Temple controlled the entrances and exits of Kun Cang.

Wuxiang Temple, in his dictionary, was a very special place.

Ever since the White clothed King Lu Xiushu mentioned this name on the phone, it had become somewhat special.

Kun Cang’s exits and entrances were all in Wuxiang Temple. Wuxiang Temple was a crucial piece in the grand chessboard of Kun Cang.

The test results came out, unexpectedly surprising.

It seems that he had no sensitivity at all.

Little Monk Liao Ran didn’t recognize him.

The old monk who had once said that his desire to enter Kun Cang was a "hopeless wish" ignored him.

Originally, the Sect Leader Token was needed to enter. He held down Ding Ruoshui’s hand to delay, but in the end, he did not show the Chunshui Order. Hey, the old monk seemed to have completely forgotten this procedure, or perhaps he didn’t sleep well last night and was a bit careless this morning, allowing direct entry!

If it was really as Ding Ruoshui said, that the Chunshui Palace Master personally coordinated this result, it would be understandable.

But if not, then it was worth pondering...

He entered the city by crossing a long bridge.

The attention Lin Xiaosu received was there, but not much.

Because how could one describe this city?

There was an element of seclusion.

But it wasn’t particularly complete.

There were ancients here who hadn’t left for hundreds of years.

But there were also people who roamed outside.

There were even people like Ding Ruoshui, who were originally from outside, but halfway through changed their path to immortal cultivation.

So, don’t be fooled by the ancient architecture, which seemed like the Song Dynasty, but who knows, someone might lift their long robe and casually pull out a mobile phone.

However, when in Rome, do as the Romans do.

It’s still better to blend in with the locals.

So, at the bridgehead of Gui Bridge, there was a building named "Yanhua Building".

Ding Ruoshui led him straight in.

Lin Xiaosu was a bit confused by these three characters: "What kind of place is this?"

Ding Ruoshui chuckled lightly: "These three words, you probably interpret them quite indecently. The real reason is that you are viewing the words ’Yanhua’ with a lecherous heart."

She guessed correctly, Lin Xiaosu indeed interpreted ’Yanhua’ as ’places of ill repute’, and on seeing these words, unhealthy images had crossed his mind.

Ding Ruoshui added: "Smoke disperses easily, flowers fade quickly, prosperity ultimately resembles fireworks, there’s no need to deliberately draw shapes. This is the correct interpretation of ’Yanhua’. We need to change clothes, exchange currency, and achieve a temporary change in identity here."

This Yanhua Building was just a structure standing at the boundary of two worlds, facilitating the transition between the two, reminding passersby that the scenery of both places was transient and should not be overly valued.

Ding Ruoshui took out a stack of red bills, exchanged them for thirty shiny items, retrieved the clothes she had deposited the last time she went out, and also got an outfit for Lin Xiaosu.

Lin Xiaosu put it on, looked at himself in the copper mirror in front of him, and felt like he was preparing for the stage.

"Here, these are ten Kun Coins." Ding Ruoshui said: "Although theoretically we won’t use these once we join the sect, you can occasionally take a break from your cultivation and come to the market to pick up girls or something."

Lin Xiaosu accepted the small crystals that were brighter than Copper Coins, feeling the faint Qi inside: "What kind of purchasing power do these ten Kun Coins have?"

"Equivalent to one thousand Daxia Coins."

"One thousand yuan, and you want me to just pick up girls? Are the girls here that cheap?"

"Hmm, a thousand-year-old natural, healthy product, with pure character, no haggling, very easy to talk to... and more importantly, nobody checks the rooms." Ding Ruoshui said seriously.

Lin Xiaosu walked with her along the long street.

There was a building in front, and a woman really did stand at the window, looking down. Lin Xiaosu looked up, and the woman waved a red scarf: "Sir, come up and have some fun!"

The coquettish voice mixed with the scent of makeup made Lin Xiaosu’s neck shrink.

Suddenly, an angry shout came from upstairs: "Dare to freeload at Yuhua Building with twenty Kun Coins, throw him out!"

Bang!

Bang!

It became chaotic.

Lin Xiaosu and Ding Ruoshui walked quickly past, Lin Xiaosu grabbed Ding Ruoshui’s hand: "Someone gets counted as freeloading for twenty Kun Coins, and you gave me ten to pick up girls, what does that amount to?"

Ding Ruoshui laughed so hard she bent over.

After laughing, she confidently said: "You really want to? Don’t forget I’m your girlfriend! Dare to use my money for such things, aren’t you asking for a beating...serves you right? If you really want to, earn it yourself!"

"Earn? How?"

"Your only chance to make money right now is to perform well in front of my master and receive a sect reward!" Ding Ruoshui said.

"It’s all about not knowing the market... If I had known that Kun Cang currency could be exchanged with reality, I would have brought some cash with me directly... There shouldn’t be mobile transfers here, right?"

"You can try at various mountain tops to see if there’s any signal..."

Lin Xiaosu glared at her fiercely: "Running around the mountain tops, are you not happy unless you see me getting beaten up all over..."

This place, though it seemed to have many mountains, each mountain was a sect’s crucial ground. Running around was like sneaking into the private quarters of highborn ladies.

After some teasing and fooling around, Lin Xiaosu figured out the currency system here...

Outside cash could be exchanged for Kun Cang currency.

This was because people from Kun Cang also needed this when they went out.

But mobile transfers were out of the question.

There wasn’t even any signal here.

There wasn’t even electricity here.

Theoretically, outside generators could be brought in, but cultivators’ minds were different. In their dictionary, Immortal Law and technology were opposed.

So, modern technology was almost non-existent here.

It’s not that it wasn’t needed, but it was despised.

If this was a journey through time, the initial stage template for the journey would be different.

The scenario of dazzling the ancient people by copying poems wouldn’t happen.

Taking out a phone to win the favor of Saintess level figures wouldn’t happen.

If you dare to flaunt modern knowledge, you might be met with a bunch of people scorning you: "Pretentious jerk!"

If you talked about science, they might use a sentence to pin you against the wall: "At the end of science is mysticism!"

In this world, cultivation was the high end.

Technology was scoffed at by cultivators.

The two walked along the street, and there was a great river ahead.

The river had a ferry.

Flowing downstream for a hundred miles was the Chunshui Sect.

Just entering spring.

The river water was still cold.

But Lin Xiaosu and Ding Ruoshui, who had already built the Blood Tower within themselves, were immune to cold and heat as Qi flowed within their Blood Towers.

Ding Ruoshui wore a light blue long dress, with a jade hairpin in her hair, like a true Han Dynasty lady.

Lin Xiaosu, dressed in white men’s Hanfu with a blue belt, except his hair was shorter than the locals, looked quite similar to the handsome guys here.

The two stood at the bow of the boat, appearing like a golden couple in the boatman’s eyes.

"Young master, young lady, where are you headed?" The boatman asked politely.

"To Fengling Ferry by Chunshui Lake!" Ding Ruoshui said.

"Alright, one Kun Coin will do."

They paid a Kun Coin, and the boat sailed downstream.

Lin Xiaosu looked at the scenery on both banks, lost in thought.

Kun Cang, supposedly atop Kunlun.

Before entering Kun Cang, he had imagined some earthly wonder hidden atop Kunlun Mountain.

But entering Kun Cang himself shattered those expectations.

Kun Cang was in another space.

Although it seemed to be above Kunlun, if one organized a large-scale mountain climbing or expedition team and ventured into Kunlun with the most advanced technology searching every inch, it would still be in vain.

Because the existence of Kun Cang wasn’t about how hidden it was, but about a kind of Space Law.

If Kun Cang was like this, what about other places in the world?

Could there be countless Space Secret Realms hidden in our world?

If folded space were opened, Earth could expand a hundred, a thousand times.

Would the opened folded spaces be thousands of Kun Cangs?

There are too many unsolved mysteries in the world.

What we consider as truths are just our recognition within our current understanding.

The river roared with the sounds of apes, light boats passed through a thousand mountains.

By noon, a channel appeared ahead of the boat.

The river water was slightly blue, the channel clear.

Lined with green willows on both sides, leading to a crescent-shaped lake, a high mountain on the right, with pavilions and towers on the mountain, like a divine scene in the misty rain.

"That’s Chunshui Palace!" Ding Ruoshui pointed to the mountain peak.

"Is that Fengling Ferry?" Lin Xiaosu pointed to the row of pavilions by the lake.

To his aesthetic, the elegance of the pavilions was unparalleled.

Cleverly utilizing the terrain and the surrounding grass and trees, every detail was exquisitely designed.

"Yes, Fengling Ferry is where my master landed all those years ago, painstakingly crafting it for over three hundred years..." Ding Ruoshui’s voice paused slightly, her expression changed as she looked at a group of people on the shore.

Lin Xiaosu’s eyes turned slightly, he smiled: "If these people are here to welcome me, I would really have to say, your master is overestimating my importance."

"Something’s off!" Ding Ruoshui’s face grew serious: "My master instructed me to bring you to Chunshui Palace discreetly, not to publicize it. How could she arrange such a large welcome party? Moreover, these people don’t seem right, Second Senior Brother Xiang Yue Ran never greets guests, and... she’s here too?"

Her gaze fell on a small boat beside the pavilion.

This boat was extremely elegant, snow-white with green gauze, like a touch of fairy dust in the lake and mountain scenery.

"She... who is she?"

"My master’s daughter, the current Saintess Li Bingxin!"

Lin Xiaosu’s Heavenly Tao Wisdom Eye activated, staring at the boat...

The light gauze on the boat swayed with the wind, through which most people could only vaguely see two elegant figures inside, but he could see clearly.

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