Chapter 274 Immortal Sect and Immortal

Author: A Tong Shu

Chapter 274 Immortal Sect and Immortal

Boom, boom, boom!

"Who!" a slightly cautious little voice said.

"It's me." Shang An replied.

Snap!

Brisk footsteps sounded, the door was opened, and a girl rushed forward excitedly.

"Brother, you are back."

Shang An also put down the sack on his back, bent down and picked up the little girl.

Speaking of which, although they are siblings of the same age, Shang An already looks like an adult, while Nannan is still a cute little girl.

"Brother, my daughter was obedient today and didn't go out." The little girl raised her head, as if she was waiting for Shang An to praise her.

"Okay, okay, Nannan is awesome!" Shang An pinched Nannan's little face and praised, making the little girl blush.

In fact, Nannan also has a name. Shang An gave her the name Shang Ruo, but she was used to it and didn't bother to change her name.

"By the way, Nannan, what do you think this is?" Shang An smiled and took out the copper ring from his pocket.

"Wow, it's a ring!"

The little girl's dark eyes shone like black pearls, staring intently at the ring in front of her.

In such a remote mountain village, even an ordinary ring is a rarity.

For ordinary families, one or two pieces of jewelry can be regarded as family heirlooms. For example, in Shang An's family, although his parents may have left behind some relics, Shang An never asked where they were.

"Does Nannan like it?" Shang An teased while pinching Nannan's little face.

"I like it!" Nannan said without hesitation as she looked at the 'novel' ring in front of her.

"Well, if Nannan kisses brother, I will give this ring to Nannan, okay." Shang An put the copper ring on Nannan's palm.

"Wow, thank you brother! mua~" Nannan took the ring, happily took a sip on Shang An's face, then lowered her head happily and played with the ring.

For people in mountain villages, a small item can last for many days.

Shang An looked at all this and couldn't help but reveal a pure smile.

This feeling is actually not bad.

It will get better and better in the future. Now that the memory has been awakened, naturally I can no longer let my daughter suffer with me.

…

Time is always hard to catch, and half a year passes in a flash.

The caravan collecting the medicine also arrived at the village as scheduled.

At this time, Shang'an has become the backbone of the hunting team and has gained some prestige in the village. Uncle Dagen even wants to train him to be the next hunting team captain so that he can succeed him.

The people from the caravan who arrived were not what Shang An expected. Instead, they were dressed in short clothes and dressed as warriors. If they hadn't brought a few mules and horses with them, they might have been thought to be traveling warriors.

But in short, when the caravan arrived, it was almost the busiest time in the village, even more lively than during the Chinese New Year. Adults and children all ran over and chattered around these traders.

Some were watching, or some were coming forward to make deals with the caravan.

Shang An also followed the crowd and came over with a curious look on his face.

The traders in the caravan looked quite aloof and did not shout anything like ordinary traders. However, the experienced old people in the village consciously went forward to exchange for daily necessities with the medicinal materials collected from the mountains and forests.

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At the same time, there are some miscellaneous toys and the like placed nearby, but not many people patronize these things.

What makes Shang An feel most dignified is the strength of these people. Each of them is stronger than Uncle Da Gen. Even he is not as good as him now. Especially the leader, the man in green shirt, gives Shang An a deep feeling.

An unpredictable feeling.

"This world is still a bit dangerous for me now."

"It's a pity that everything starts over again after reincarnation."

Shang An secretly sighed, if he had not been reincarnated, the power of his spiritual thoughts alone would have been enough to sweep through this mountain forest and figure out the background of this world.

However, reincarnation also has its own benefits. For example, with this powerful physical body, he can even follow the path of cultivation in this world in the future. However, these are things for later, people still have to focus on the present.

Shang An has naturally collected some medicinal materials in the past six months, not a lot, but it is enough to exchange for some living supplies. After all, his mental power is still beyond ordinary people, and he is a good hand at finding medicinal materials.

Coupled with his strong strength, he would go to the mountains and forests to catch the autumn breeze from time to time, so he would have stock.

After the crowd subsided a little, he took his daughter and walked to a vendor. In front of the vendor, there were rice, noodles, oil, salt and other daily necessities.

Shang An handed the medicinal materials to one place, and after changing about twenty wooden signs, he began to select the supplies he needed.

Rice is fifty kilograms per wooden sign, white flour is forty kilograms per wooden sign, coarse salt is one wooden sign per can, refined salt is two wooden signs per can, oil...

Food is actually grown in the village, but there is not much land suitable for farming, and the crop yield is very small. The villagers mainly rely on hunting and exchanging supplies with caravans, and seasonings such as refined salt and pepper can only be exchanged.

It can only be obtained and is extremely precious.

In the end, Shang An bought 200 kilograms of rice, 200 kilograms of white flour, two cans of refined salt and a few other seasonings. He also changed some clothes for himself and his daughter. The medicinal materials he had accumulated for more than half a year were almost used up in exchange for the wooden signs.

Already.

There was only one wooden sign left, and Shang An thought about what else he needed.

At this time, he noticed that the little girl next to him was staring directly at a mask on the vendor next to him, with an expression of "I want it", but she did not dare to speak to Shang An.

The mask looks like a grimace, crying or laughing, and it looks a bit strange.

Shang An moved slightly in his heart and pulled his daughter over.

"How to sell this mask?" he asked.

"Everything here has a wooden sign." The vendor said lazily without raising his head.

Placed in front of him were some sundries, such as small bronze towers, black iron pieces, gray beads, and even stones, all kinds of strange things.

"Okay, I want this mask." Shang An did not hesitate, handed over the wooden sign, and took off the mask.

At this point, the last wooden sign has been spent.

But when he saw Nannan looking happy after taking the mask, he also became happy.

Next, these traders stayed in the village for another two days, and then left with the collected medicinal materials.

After hesitating for a long time, Shang An still did not choose to ask if he could follow them out of the village.

After all, this world felt very dangerous to him. Even that ordinary medicine-collecting caravan had people stronger than him, so the danger level was too high.

And now Shang An only knows from the mouths of those traders that this place is located in Donghuang and is managed by Qingxu Sect. Who knows what the world is like outside. He can't help but be careful. If he is alone, he still has someone else.

Sister, out of caution, it is better to wait until you are stronger and more confident before leaving this novice village.

Being careful will last long.

Although this village is small, it is peaceful.

He has time and is not in a hurry.

Therefore, the calm days are like clear water without waves, leisurely and full of fun.

Another half year passed like this,

On this day, the crowing of cocks and the barking of dogs were still there, but the atmosphere was different from usual.

Shang An, who was extremely perceptive, only felt a sense of depression coming from somewhere, as if some kind of powerful existence had come to the village.

He looked out through the window and saw a flying boat with celestial light shining brightly like a floating island floating in the sky.

That powerful momentum was emanating from the flying boat.

"Is this the 'immortal' coming?"

The people on this flying boat should be cultivators from this world, but seeing all this, Shang An did not feel the joy of being exposed to the cultivation system of this world, but instead frowned slightly.

What are these ‘immortals’ doing in this small village?

No matter what, what Shang An hopes more is to take the initiative to understand this world, rather than being forced to understand it, because being forced means that he does not have the ability to resist.

Sure enough, after a while.

The village chief began to call everyone to gather at the entrance of the village, saying that an immortal had summoned them and that great things were waiting for everyone.

After hesitating for a moment, Shang An took his daughter and walked to the entrance of the village.

It's a blessing, not a curse. It's a curse that cannot be avoided. He doesn't think he can avoid these 'immortals' by hiding at home.

When Shang An arrived, a large number of people had gathered at the entrance of the village, usually adults with children.

A dozen so-called 'immortals' stood in front, led by an old man who looked kind-hearted.

The old man was dressed in a white robe, with white hair and a white beard, and a childish face. He looked like an immortal, and he really had some immortal demeanor.
To be continued...