When the wind from the world of immortality blows to Taotie Village, it always brings with it the aroma of braised elbows in oil.
The immortals here are not as good as flying sword magic weapons, only more fat than the trembling waist - after all, in Chongyuan Continent, weight is the last word. Every pound of meat needs to be refined into three buckets of turbid air from heaven and earth. An ancestral saying is engraved on the stone tablet at the entrance of the village: "A fairy who cannot stand firmly is not as good as a pig that can roll!"
