In the imagined Immortal City, with its Jade Palace, clouds, willows, wind, and lotus, Immortal Cranes soar high. The ancient streets and buildings are suffused with traces of history, brimming with mystery and beauty.
Fang Zhixing and Xigou walked into Reed City, and at first glance, they were astounded.
Every place, every corner of Reed City perfectly aligned with their imagination of an Immortal City.
For instance, on the streets, mist floated and vapors rose, like a celestial realm, picturesque and exquisite.
Passersby walked on the streets, their clothes billowing, as if riding clouds and mists, each exuding the nonchalance of a Great Luo Immortal.
In no time, the two men and one dog arrived at a street corner.
Looking up, they saw a tavern.
Meng Changgeng smiled and said, "Brother Fang, though this place is small, its 'Ant King Wine' is well-known. Come, come, let me treat you to a taste."
Fang Zhixing agreed without any objection.
