I am a living immortal.

Chapter 607 Appreciation for both refined and popular tastes

“A puppet?”

"Yes, his name is Zha. One set of spiritual treasures is not enough. It seems that there are also Qiankun Circle, Fenghuo Wheel, and Hun Tian Ling. Xuan Mo is trying every possible way to find them. It seems that the functions are not simple. I will be busy now." Shenlong complained.

"As a mere mortal, I can't quite understand your thoughts." Wei Ming was a bit confused by the thoughts of these great gods. In his impression, the spiritual treasures of heaven and earth should be very precious. To use them to refine puppets was beyond his comprehension.

And it sounds like one piece isn't enough, they want a whole set. It's like listening to a book in a foreign language.

Then he added: "It's really a fairy tale."

Shenlong sympathetically said, "Who said it wasn't? That's why I'm very busy. You should go find that kid Xuan Mo."

Wei Ming shook his head. "It's too troublesome. Besides, this place is about to become the front line. It's too chaotic."

"That's true," Shenlong nodded. Not to mention the mixed crowd here, the presence of the Yan Dynasty's troops alone was a source of trouble. Even with the constraints of military discipline, a violent institution like the military would still have its problems. Furthermore, this army wasn't entirely composed of veterans; a large portion was newly recruited. These soldiers, still in training, were temporarily stationed at Yujiang Pass.

With the Chengde River as an obstacle, this war requires large ships.

The large ship is still being built at a rapid pace, so people can only wait for the ship.

The person who came this time was an old acquaintance of Wei Ming, but unfortunately the two had never met before.

The teapot on the table was gurgling.

Shenlong took a sip of hot tea and looked out the window. Fluttering snowflakes had already begun to fall without him noticing. The snow outside the window was swirling, and soon the whole place was covered in white.

When snow falls, it means winter is coming.

"How is Su Mu?" Wei Ming picked up a piece of cake and sipped it carefully, then took a sip of tea and asked.

“I don’t know. None of us knows what the situation is there right now.”

“You don’t know either?”

Mirage Dragon shook his head: "It's too dangerous, I dare not get too close. If I go too deep, even I will get lost in it. You have to know that although it is an explanation of the Tao, when it comes to Su Mu's strength, true and false, false and true are no longer that important. The key is to see what Su Mu thinks and what he thinks. One thought is true, the other is false. It is true at this moment and false at the next. That is why I dare not get too close."

"His realm has reached a level that is beyond comprehension."

"Besides, I feel that he has the signs of taking that step, which means that Su Mu is still getting stronger." Shenlong said slowly.

"Can an immortal really do this?"

"Who knows? Do you think it's outrageous? But he is Su Mu, so it's not certain." Shenlong had never seen such a weird person.

"Pfft." He seemed to have thought of something and laughed.

Wei Ming looked at him with doubt: "Instead of worrying about that freak Su Mu, you should worry about Bai Ze. I'm not sure if this guy can make it out alive."

"Are you gloating over someone else's misfortune? Sometimes I really don't understand what you gods are thinking. Logically speaking, you should all be of the same origin. After all, you were born in the same 'world'. Even if you don't get along, it shouldn't be like this."

"It's complicated. It's not uncommon for brothers to turn against each other, and for fathers and sons to become enemies. It's all about money and interests. If you humans are like this, how much more so for gods? The principles are the same. What's more, if you say so, you and I are still brothers."

“That’s not a bad idea.”

After Wei Ming answered, he laughed together with Shenlong.

"No wonder you and Su Mu are good friends. You're so funny."

“There’s a reason to be friends.”

The two chatted aimlessly, a few words here and there, seemingly able to keep the conversation going. Status and strength were irrelevant, just whatever came to mind. Wei Ming said he was just taking a break from his busy schedule, while Shenlong said he was simply bored.

Watching the snow and chatting is a pleasure enjoyed by both the elite and the masses. It is so elegant.

In winter, everything is still and quiet. Wei Ming, born in the south, arrived in Kyoto and longed to experience a winter of seclusion. He didn't even want to attend court on such a cold day. Unfortunately, as a court official in Kyoto, the emperor reigned supreme, and there was no escaping his presence.

Only when I came here did I have the opportunity to experience it, and it was indeed comfortable.

Just then, with a bang, the door was flung open, bringing in a chilly breeze that made Wei Ming shiver. It was Xuan Mo, who had come from nowhere, his hair matted with snowflakes. Wei Ming and Shenlong ignored him. While Xuan Mo was still childish at heart, he had inherited the dragon clan's millennia of experience, and he definitely couldn't be treated like a child.

"Let's go to a hot pot restaurant. I saw a long line there before, so it's a good opportunity to take advantage of the fact that Old Sheep is not here." Xuan Mo said with a smirk on his face.

Cattle couldn't be slaughtered without permission during the Yan Dynasty, so hot pots usually consisted of mutton and pork. However, mutton was rarely eaten when Old Goat was around. Although Old Goat didn't mind—demons and ordinary animals were already two different species—he still sympathetically refused to eat it.

The old goat is not here now, and it happens to be snowing.

Warming up the stomach with a hot pot meal was a good idea. Mutton is expensive these days, costing anywhere from a few hundred coins to several ounces, not to mention the thin slices used for hot pot. Not many people can afford it. And the long line Xuan Mo mentioned earlier meant it must be delicious.

They left immediately. The three of them quickly found the shop, "Fish and Lamb Fresh," and it was obvious the food was good. They waited in the snow for a long time before their turn arrived. It must be said that the prices were truly beyond the reach of ordinary people. The best cuts were even six taels of mutton for one tael of silver, quite pricey.

But still flock to it.

The three of them had no shortage of money, so they ordered three plates of the best mutton. Steam rose from the pot, the rich mutton broth bubbling, and the fragrant and spicy aroma of the dipping sauce assaulted their nostrils.

After blanching the lamb for seven or eight seconds, dipping it in the sauce and slurping it up, the delicious flavor, with a hint of numbing and spicy flavor, and a lingering sourness, immediately tantalized the palate. After a few bites, they understood why the place was so crowded. Several plates of lamb were gone in a matter of minutes. They called the waiter for more. Seeing this, the waiter smiled and agreed, clearly showing that the owner was wealthy.

Such expensive mutton was ordered without blinking an eye. So the three people then clearly felt that their mutton was served quickly and the quality was not much different.

After all, there are only a few good parts on a sheep. Getting a sheep is not easy, and eating good ones is even more difficult.

The three of them didn't care.

The snow was still falling outside, but the three people's stomachs and bodies were warm.

Except for Wei Ming, Xuan Mo and Shenlong rarely eat it. Now is the time to taste it.