Just when the entire Immortal Realm was in turmoil.
Jun Xiaoyao, who was in the center of the storm eye, was about to reach the imperial capital of the Panwu Dynasty.
He passed several teleportation formations on the way and arrived at Panwu Daozhou.
The imperial capital of the Panwu Dynasty was located in the central area of Panwu Daozhou.
There is still less than half a month left, enough for Jun Xiaoyao to make the next arrangements.
At this time, the sound of nine lions came from outside the chariot.
"Master, ahead is the imperial capital of the Panwu Dynasty."
Hearing this, Jun Xiaoyao lifted up the car curtain to take a look.
Ahead, an extremely majestic and majestic city towered over the earth.
The entire huge city is vast and boundless, and the city walls are like the Great Wall, extending to infinity on the left and right.
In the imperial capital, there are pavilions, noisy streets, and huge crowds of people.
There are many floating islands suspended in the sky, with palaces scattered on them, like temples and fairy palaces.
"This Panwu Dynasty is worthy of being an immortal dynasty, but it also has a certain atmosphere." Jun Xiaoyao looked at it.
Immortal Taoism, transcendent above, is the giant of the fairyland, and each one is not simple.
It is precisely because of this that although the Jun family and Zulongchao have a deep hatred, they have never started an immortal war.
Because both sides know that it is not that simple to completely eradicate one side's immortal power.
Of course, strictly speaking, it was the Zulongchao that was more afraid of the Jun family.
As for the Panwu Divine Dynasty, as the orthodoxy created by Emperor Panwu, although it is no longer at its peak, it has not fallen much.
Jun Xiaoyao's figure fell from the sky, and the nine-headed lion broke free from the reins and followed Jun Xiaoyao.
"Gou Sheng, are you too conspicuous like this?" Jun Xiaoyao asked sideways.
The nine-headed lion's body was as if it were made of gold, and the golden light shone so brightly that people could not open their eyes. The golden color was so eye-catching.
Jun Xiaoyao didn't want to become a monkey in the zoo and be watched by people.
Moreover, some of the things he wants to do are not convenient to be too public.
"Master, can you please stop calling me by my real name?" the nine-headed lion whispered angrily.
Then, its figure suddenly shrank, and finally, under Jun Xiaoyao's gaze, it turned into a...
Um...Shiba Inu.
Yes, in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes, this is no different from a Shiba Inu.
However, this is a nine-headed Shiba Inu, which looks a little weird and funny.
"Is this a walking emoticon? That's fine." Jun Xiaoyao sighed softly.
At least the Nine-Headed Shiba Inu is not so showy anymore.
Jun Xiaoyao entered the imperial capital through the city gate with his hands behind his back, as if strolling in a courtyard.
The Shen Dynasty sergeants guarding the city gate looked surprised and suspicious when they saw Jun Xiaoyao and did not dare to stop him.
Because Jun Xiaoyao's temperament is so aloof.
There is a faint divine light all over the body, shrouded in fairy light, and the whole body is filled with a fairy charm and Taoist spirit.
This is naturally attributed to the Da Luo Immortal Bone he refined.
Jun Xiaoyao's appearance was also shrouded in fairy light, making it difficult to see clearly.
Jun Xiaoyao just entered the imperial capital without any obstruction.
After Jun Xiaoyao left, a young guard asked suspiciously: "Captain of the guard, why didn't you stop that man to check his identity? The higher authorities stipulate that all monks must be checked when entering the city."
"You stupid young man, is it possible for a person like that to stop an inspection at will? He might be a proud son of some immortal orthodoxy, and his status is not lower than that of the eldest princess!" the guard chief said with a glare.
"Oh, that's right." The young guard nodded repeatedly, feeling frightened.
After Jun Xiaoyao entered the imperial capital, he also attracted a lot of attention.
Although his appearance was obscured by a vague mist, his temperament could not be concealed.
Many young girls and some powerful female monks could not help but glance at Jun Xiaoyao from the corner of their eyes.
In the entire Desolate Heaven Immortal Realm, there are many people who know Jun Xiaoyao's name.
But there are very few people who have actually seen him.
In addition, there are also many disciples of the Immortal Dao Lineage, who possess royal bodies, divine bodies, etc., and their bodies are shrouded in mist.
It's impossible for everyone who is shrouded in fairy light to be Jun Xiaoyao, right?
Therefore, no one can see through it.
At this time, a girl wearing a simple blue sarong looked hesitant, but in the end she gritted her teeth and stepped forward.
"This is your first time coming to the imperial capital of the Divine Dynasty. Qin Xuan can guide you and understand various situations."
The girl named Qin Xuan had an anxious look on her face.
She has also taken on many disciples from big forces, but this is the first time for a mysterious and transcendent existence like Jun Xiaoyao.
The other female monks only dared to wait and see from a distance, without the courage to get close.
"Oh?" Jun Xiaoyao's eyes fell on Qin Xuan and he raised his eyebrows slightly.
Qin Xuan is only fifteen or sixteen years old, and her cultivation level is as high as the Great Perfection of the Divine Bridge Realm.
He noticed this but said nothing.
"Okay, then you can lead the way." Jun Xiaoyao casually took out a piece of top-grade divine source.
A group of passers-by around were stunned.
"Damn it, this is a top-grade divine source. Isn't that young master too wealthy?"
"He is definitely the descendant of some immortal force. Hey, I really envy that girl!"
There were many exclamations all around, and many female monks bit their lips and stamped their feet, secretly cursing themselves for missing the opportunity.
Qin Xuan also opened her mouth slightly, looking a little flattered.
Jun Xiaoyao looked very calm.
Because the unparalleled divine source is already the most common currency in him.
"Sir, let me tell you the latest news. In a few days, the banquet for the eldest princess of the Divine Dynasty to choose her husband will be held."
"The champion will also fight against the Jun family's divine son at the top of the Forbidden City."
"I heard that the divine son of the Jun family is a god-like figure, invincible among his peers."
When Qin Xuan said that Jun was happy, her beautiful eyes were filled with longing.
After all, Jun Xiaoyao is already the dream in the hearts of hundreds of millions of girls in the fairyland.
The nine lions following him had a strange look in their eyes.
If this girl knew that the person next to her was the Jun family's divine son whom she admired and longed for, she would be so excited that she fainted, right?
But then, when she mentioned the champion, her mood was obviously wrong and she fluctuated.
There seems to be a sense of hatred in it.
Jun Xiaoyao saw this in his eyes and asked casually: "If the divine son of the Jun family really accepts the promise, who do you hope will win?"
Hearing this, Qin Xuan's eyes showed deep hatred, and she said without hesitation: "Qin Xuan hopes that the divine son of the Jun family can win, and even kill the champion prince!"
A strange look flashed in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes, and he said: "At your age, you have the cultivation level of Shenqiao Dzogchen, and your background must not be simple. How can you be reduced to guiding others?"
Qin Xuan clenched her fists with five fingers and said in a deep voice: "I am originally from the Qin Tianhou Mansion, and my father is the Qin Tianhou of the Divine Dynasty."
"And my mother was a well-known beauty in the divine dynasty. Later, she was favored by the champion and wanted to be included in his harem. My father refused, and then he killed her, and my mother also died in love."
"The entire Hou Mansion has not fallen, and I can only live outside." Qin Xuan whispered, but the hatred in her eyes was too strong to be resolved.
"So that's it." Jun Xiaoyao nodded slightly.
He doesn't have much sympathy. After all, there are too many people in this world who deserve sympathy.
Jun Xiaoyao is not the kind of saint who pities the miserable people when she sees them.
"I'm sorry, I must have made the young master unhappy by talking about so many personal matters." Qin Xuan regained her mood and forced a smile.
"Don't you want to take revenge?" Jun Xiaoyao asked.
"Revenge? The Champion Lord is like a local emperor in the Panwu Dynasty. Who can take revenge on him?" Qin Xuan said in a bitter tone, very powerless.
"Above the Imperial City, at the top of the Forbidden City, you may be able to look forward to it when the time comes."
Jun Xiaoyao whispered, clasped his hands and walked leisurely in front.
Looking at Jun Xiaoyao's back, Qin Xuan was stunned for a moment.
She didn't quite understand what Jun Xiaoyao meant by saying this.
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