Rumors of Immortal Cultivation

Cultivating immortality?

Upon hearing this, Fang Zelin immediately perked up.

The person in front of me seems to know something; perhaps I can get some useful information from them.

Thinking of this, Fang Zelin glanced at the tea stall next to him and immediately spoke.

"Shall we sit down, have a cup of tea, and chat while we drink?"

"Good!"

Li Tongming also felt that the person in front of him looked quite approachable, and readily agreed upon hearing this.

The two chose a table and sat down. After ordering a pot of tea, Fang Zelin's nose twitched slightly as he smelled a fragrant aroma.

When they saw the street stall selling cake bases, they were all stunned.

"Do they still sell this here?"

"Sigh, when it comes to making money, someone will always find a way to do it. Aren't there a lot of people complaining that a lot of the food here isn't good? So, to make money, some people start targeting that aspect."

"You know what, these people have made money, and their food has improved quite a bit."

Li Tongming seemed unsurprised by this scene, and then said mysteriously, "Let me tell you, I heard that a few chefs have been appreciated and summoned to the palace to cook."

Is this even possible?

Fang Zelin listened with amusement. It had been a long time since he had kept track of how the players were doing, and now it seemed that they had all had their own opportunities.

"By the way, speaking of cultivating immortality, why haven't we heard any news about it after searching for so long?"

Fang Zelin still remembered what the other party had just mentioned about cultivating immortality, so he quickly asked about it.

Judging from the other person's demeanor just now, it seems they knew something.

"So you're thinking about cultivating immortality. But that's normal; who doesn't care about that stuff these days?"

Upon hearing Fang Zelin's question about this matter, Li Tongming immediately smiled in realization.

However, it wasn't surprising, since anyone who heard this news would write it down carefully these days.

"Judging from your expression, you seem quite certain that cultivators exist in this world?"

Fang Zelin waved, signaling a nearby vendor to bring over a few pastries.

He smelled the aroma and thought it smelled good. After eating simple meals for several days, he couldn't resist trying it.

When the vendor saw Fang Zelin waving, he immediately brought over several fragrant pastries.

Fang Zelin paid the bill and pushed the pastries between the two of them.

Upon seeing this, Li Tongming's eyes lit up, and without any hesitation, he picked up a piece and started eating it.

"Regarding cultivators, many people are somewhat skeptical, while others are quite certain they exist, because some have met Demon Race and learned about them from Demon Race."

"These rumors don't even circulate among mortals."

Having eaten Fang Zelin's food, Li Tongming it was no longer appropriate to keep anything to himself and directly revealed what he knew.

Legend has it that about three hundred years ago, a county in the Great Jin Dynasty was massacred Demon Race Demon Race. The land was littered with corpses and piles of human bones, becoming a feast ground for the Demon Race, where the Blood Qi.

"On the third day, three cultivators descended from the sky on clouds, holding talismans, forming hand seals, or perhaps summoning the power of thunder, and slaughtered all the Demon Race below before departing."

"Speaking of which, back then it wasn't called the Great Jin; it was called the State of Wei. At that time, the State of Wei was on the verge of destruction, causing demons and monsters to run rampant everywhere."

"This was because a Demon Race saw it from afar, survived, and then spread the news."

Upon hearing this, Fang Zelin's expression immediately changed. Three cultivators!

Three hundred years ago!

"Is this news about the Demon Race race truly true?"

Fang Zelin hesitated for a moment, then asked another question.

After all, some rumors circulating among the people are sometimes just hearsay.

Li Tongming smiled upon hearing this, "We can't completely believe everything the Demon Race say. There are bound to be some cunning individuals among the Demon Race, so some people have gone to investigate the history of previous dynasties."

"It was discovered that there was indeed a county that suffered a massacre back then, but since there were no survivors, there were no detailed records of the situation at the time; only a mention of the county's corpses summed up the past."

Upon hearing this, Fang Zelin also found the story quite credible.

Unfortunately, this happened three hundred years ago, so there's no way to investigate it now.

"Any other news like this?"

"Of course there are. For example, two hundred years ago, in a small town on the southwestern border of the Great Jin, a fire burned half the sky at noon one day, and then a person fell from the sky."

Upon closer inspection, the man was dressed in a Daoist robe and held a whisk in his hand. Just before landing, the whisk automatically lifted him up, suspending him in mid-air and emitting a golden shield to protect him.

"Then, three more people fell from the sky, all seemingly seriously injured. Further away, heavy objects crashed to the ground, causing the earth to tremble."

"Later, government troops went to investigate and found that the few Daoist priests who had fallen were gone, but in the distant mountains, thousands of peaks had been destroyed, and several sinkholes had even collapsed."

Fang Zelin, who was listening nearby, was immediately shaken. It seemed that this was the case.

There are definitely other cultivators.

"These things are unheard of among ordinary people."

Fang Zelin took a deep breath and then said something.

He had tried asking storytellers, teahouse waiters, and all sorts of people in the Great Jin Dynasty, but he hadn't heard any such news.

"That's natural. We learned all this from the Demon Race, and only a small number of them know it. Many people are starting to doubt whether there are any cultivators at all."

"You're lucky to have heard this news from me; you wouldn't find it on a forum."

As Li Tongming finished speaking, his face was full of smugness.

He wasn't lying to Fang Zelin; many messages aren't available on forums because everyone wants to keep them secret.

In addition, he himself knew that he didn't have a lot of information either.

It's likely that there's much more information that others know, but he doesn't.

Can't you find it on the forum?

Fang Zelin paused for a moment after hearing this. He had just listened to the other person talk about these things and was already preparing to go back to see if he could find any information.

But now it seems that this won't work.

But thinking about it, it's not surprising at all; some news is very important to many people.

It wouldn't be shared so easily.

If Fang Zelin hadn't already begun his cultivation, and hadn't searched for so long without finding a single trace, he probably would have fallen into self-doubt.

I'm starting to doubt whether cultivators really exist here.