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Since he knew that this was an illusion, Wu Hui didn't mind, he directly entered Fresh Breeze Town.

Fresh Breeze Town wasn't big, it was a simple and crude town. Wu Fen looked around and already saw the scenery of Fresh Breeze Town. Although it was called a town, it was actually a small village. There were only a hundred or so people inside. Most of the houses were thatched huts. A few middle-aged women with stalls were shouting for business.

Along the way, Wu Hui saw that everyone here was an ordinary person who had never cultivated before. The only place that they could forge iron was for making agricultural tools.

After Wu Hui walked for a while, he arrived at the only inn in the town. There was a white sail hanging outside the door of the inn, and on it was written "Fresh Breeze Inn".

There weren't many people in the inn, except for the shopkeeper, who was rapping on his abacus behind the counter. There were only five or six people eating, but they were divided into three groups. One was an old man with a head of grizzled hair, while the other was a man and a woman. It seemed to be a couple. The last one was three people, dressed in rough, short-sleeved clothes, and the clothes of a peasant.

"Old Liu, get me a jug of Clear Wind Wine."

Wu Hui entered, browsing through once, and was about to leave, when the white haired old man spoke out.

"Good, Old Zhang, you have a good alcohol tolerance today. You actually asked for two jugs of wine." Zhang Guizi walked out from the backstage with a tea-colored wine pot in hand, and placed it in front of Old Zhang.

"Haha, the wine brewed by the village chief is truly delicious. I was unable to resist being greedy for an extra cup." Elder Zhang laughed as he picked up the jug of wine. He tilted his hand and a tiny cyan line was poured into the wine cup.

"This is …" Wu Hui, who was originally prepared to leave, couldn't help but open his eyes wide when he saw the wine line. He could feel that there were Holy Wood Origin Strength in the wine. Although Wu Hui knew that it was an illusion, he still couldn't help but walk forward. He wanted to grab the wine cup and have a look, so naturally he pierced the air with his palm.

"Good wine!" Elder Zhang raised his wine cup and finished it in one gulp. He could not help but exclaim in admiration, as he was savoring the taste of the wine.

Wu Hui noticed that Elder Zhang's expression did not change at all. Elder Zhang was an ordinary person, the Pure Wind Wine which contained a strong Wood Martial Qi actually did not affect him in the slightest.

Wu Hui shook his head, if there was really such wine, if it was sold outside, it would probably fetch an astronomical price, and right now, it was merely enough to satisfy the taste of an old man.

Wu Hui walked out of the inn, walked a few steps, then stopped again. Seeing the movements of an old man beside him, Wu Hui's eyes revealed a look of surprise.

The old man was selling charcoal at a stall. He dug a hole in the ground, placed a pile of dry firewood in it, lit the fire, and immediately covered it with dirt. Immediately, smoke began to rise, and the old man did not care, stepping on it a few times, the smoke disappeared, and the old man pulled out the charcoal, which had already turned black. The old man placed it in front of the stall and started to sell the firewood.

What surprised Wu Hui was that when the firewood was ignited, the flames that rose up was actually the Origin Holy Fire.

In the outside world, the origin flame was incredibly powerful and could be said to be an indestructible existence. But here, it was used to burn charcoal, which was then immediately covered up by the charcoal seller.

"Elder Li!" Give me two pieces of charcoal. The food in my house is still not cooked yet. At this time, a fat woman hurried over from the side. She took out two silver coins from her bosom and threw them at the old man's stall. She then picked up two pieces of charcoal and turned around to leave.

The old man didn't pay any attention to it. He kept the silver and started to make more charcoal.

"Old Chief Li, don't forget about the Village Chief when you've struck it rich." At this time, a middle-aged man spoke up from a nearby booth.

"Of course, you don't need to say that." The charcoal seller's deep voice rang out, no longer paying any attention to the middle-aged man.

Wu Hui looked at the middle-aged man's booth.

This was the only blacksmith in the town, the one who had spoken. The middle-aged man was bare-chested, exposing bronze colored skin. He held a sledgehammer in his hand and was in the midst of hammering down on an agricultural tool. There were hoes, sickles, and other agricultural tools hung all over the shelves on the side.

The furnace used by the middle-aged man was also a Holy Source Flame, but the metal that was melted was a Holy Source Gold.

The man began to sweat profusely as he continued to work non-stop. The extremely difficult to refine origin holy gold in the outside world became a problem in the man's hands. A satisfied expression appeared on his face.

"Blacksmith Wang, is the hoe that I ordered ready? The vegetable patch on the west side was about to turn into a wasteland. I'm still waiting to hoe the land? " At this time, an old man dressed in plain clothes walked over and spoke to the blacksmith.

"It's already done. You're not going to come and get it. Hurry up and take it." The blacksmith took a hoe from the shelf beside him and handed it to the old man.

The old man left behind ten silver coins to take away the hoe.

The Origin Holy Gold was extremely precious, it was almost impossible to see in the outside world. If it was really that big, it was probably worth more than a hundred million Spirit Coin, he never thought that the people here would actually have the Origin Holy Gold as an agricultural tool, making Wu Hui sigh in amazement, it was truly a waste of a heaven's treasure.

Wu Hui left the smithy and followed the old man who obtained the hoe to a garden. Within the garden, there was a green plant around half a meter tall with red fruits growing on top of it. Beneath the plant were some weeds just as the old man had said. The old man was currently bent over with a hoe in his hand as he cleaned up the weeds.

Be it the red fruit plants or the weeds, they all contained a rich source of Holy Wood Qi s. Just this stalk of grass in the outside world was enough to cause all the major powers to frantically fight over it. Even the ancient family would not waste such a precious resource. Yet, he was thrown away like a piece of trash.

Wu Hui shook his head and continued walking along the street in the town.

Everything here was related to the Holy Qi s, be it the wine sold at the tavern, the blacksmith's blacksmith's iron, the plants, the burning bonfires, or even the soil under their feet.

After Wu Hui leisurely walked for an hour, he had already arrived at the end of the street.

"If there really is such a place, then cultivating here would be able to travel a thousand miles in a single day. Even reaching the Martial Saint level should be very easy, but unfortunately, this is still an illusory realm." Wu Hui could not help but think, and thought that it was such a pity.

"The Village Chief is here!" At this time, someone on the street shouted, and everyone stopped what they were doing and walked towards the village entrance.

Wu Hui was also curious, as the village chief of the Fresh Breeze Town had taught the inn owner how to brew wine and teach the blacksmiths how to forge iron. Even the plants that the old farmer had grown were brought over by the village head. Just who was this village head?

Just as Wu Hui was about to follow the crowd to look at the village chief's appearance, he suddenly stopped in his tracks, his face completely lifeless.

The street was not big, and from the end of the street, he could see the town entrance. However, Wu Hui was astonished when someone walked in.

He was a young man in his twenties, wearing a light green robe. He was tall and straight, with a handsome face and bright eyes.

Seeing his face, Wu Hui couldn't help but touch his own face.

"Why does this Village Head look like me?"

"Hello, Village Chief Wu."

"Village Chief Wu, come have a drink at my hotel. Old Zhang is full of praise for your wine."

"Village Chief Wu, come to my house. That red fruit is already ripe. I'll give you a taste."

The village name in the town warmly greeted Village Chief Wu. With a smile on his face, Village Chief Wu nodded in response.

"Elder Liu, when you're brewing wine, you should put in more Green Bamboo Leaves."

"Brother Mu, when you forge iron, the temperature of the flames should be higher."

"The red fruit that Elder Yue has planted is not bad. It seems that Elder Yue has carefully cultivated it."

Village Chief Wu chatted with the villagers as they walked. Soon, they arrived at the end of the street.

"Everyone get busy." The villagers gradually dispersed.

After disbanding the villagers, Village Chief Wu turned around and walked towards Wu Hui.

At this moment, Wu Hui was standing in the middle of the street. He knew that everything in front of him were illusions, or perhaps it would be more accurate to say that he was not in the same space as them. Wu Hui did not avoid him because he knew that the other party could not see him.

Just when Wu Hui thought that this village chief Wu who looked exactly like himself would pass by, it just happened that … However, Village Chief Wu stopped in his tracks, about three meters away from Wu Hui.

"Can you see me?" Wu Hui's expression suddenly changed, his face was full of shock, and he could not help but speak out.

"Hehe, this is my space so I can naturally see you. Furthermore, you are currently just a sliver of a residual soul." Village Chief Wu stood three meters away from Wu Hui with a warm smile on his face.

Wu Hui's heart sank, did he really die? Leaving behind the residual soul, meant that his body had already been turned into nothingness. What a pity about his body of five elements. However, Wu Hui now knew that body of five elements was not invincible, because in the nothingness, they were restricted to a large extent.

When Wu Hui used the nine forms of divine activity and used other spaces to transmit, he also felt the obstruction of the body of five elements.

"This is your space, is it not inside the Five Elements Pearl?" Wu Hui asked with some doubt. He had fought a great battle with Chong Qiandao, and then self-destructed. Under the circumstances, only the Five Elements Pearl could protect his residual soul consciousness. But now, after hearing the other party say that this was his own domain, Wu Hui couldn't help but feel curious in his heart.

"This space is inside the Five Elements Pearl, and I am the owner of this Five Elements Pearl." A faint voice sounded.

"What?" Wu Hui's face changed yet again, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Wu Hui knew that although he had owned Five Elements Pearl for so many years, he could not be called its owner. Other than the Martial qi that he could borrow, he did not even know what was inside. Back then when he activated the Five Elements Pearl, he had only obtained a copy of Five Elements Arts. Now, it seemed that he was still far from understanding the secrets of the Five Elements Pearl.

And this Wu Village Chief in front of him actually called himself the master of the Five Elements Pearl, this made Wu Hui, who was always calm, feel that it was unbelievable.

Suddenly, a thought flashed through Wu Hui's mind, and the curiosity on his face turned to astonishment. Because at that moment, he already knew the identity of this Village Chief Wu in front of him.