Anxian Lane

The wind in Yunliang City is the worst wind in the entire world of immortality. In other fairy cities, the spring breeze carries the glow, the falling rain contains the charm of Taoism, and there is an air of mastery everywhere. Only Yunliang City is different. The spring breeze is not false. It goes to work on time every day to catch fish, rolling up the broken pieces of spiritual grass and the aroma of street snacks. It slowly sweeps through the long bluestone street. It focuses on a relaxed Buddhist style and never involutes. Here, there are no cool and famous scenes of powerful swords piercing the sky, and no passionate dramas of geniuses retreating to achieve enlightenment. Ninety-nine percent of the tens of thousands of monks in the city only have three things to do in their daily lives: work, make money, and goof around. And Su Yan is the new recruit in this army of dawdling. There is no unnatural talent, no destiny, no great path in the world. They are not lofty immortals, but just like mortals in the world, they need to make a living, open a shop to support their family, deal with the world, run for a living, and heal the trivial life of "immortal workers".