Huhu~
The breeze blew by, and the wheat waves rolled over the thousands of miles of spiritual fields.
Thousands of farmers walk in the fields and carefully take care of their spiritual fields.
The world is vast, but under one day, four seasons coexist. It is the deep winter in Tianding Kingdom, but the summer is scorching in the Red Flame Dynasty, which is 800,000 miles away.
In a hut in the middle of the spiritual field, Blue Narcissus slowly opened her eyes and walked out.
Not far away, Mo Baobao was scolding the outer disciples who managed this spiritual field.
"You spend your days doing nothing while others work hard to cultivate their spiritual fields. How dare you whip them?"
Mo Baobao pinched his waist and yelled.
In front of him, a large number of disciples were trembling and did not dare to argue.
After losing the Xumi Jinshan Mountain, Mo Baobao was demoted from the mountain gate despite his special status. Together with Lan Narcissus, he inspected many spiritual fields among the thirteen dynasties controlled by the Taiyi Sect.
"Senior Brother Mo, you really have wronged us!"
A disciple of the Taiyi Sect complained repeatedly: "That untouchable destroyed a spiritual seedling. If I don't punish him, how can I convince the public?"
"Destroy the spiritual seedlings? The spiritual seedlings are more resilient than ordinary swords and guns. Even the spiritual grass in the fields requires special magical weapons to handle. How did they get the ability to destroy the spiritual seedlings?"
Mo Baobao sneered: "I've heard for a long time that you disciples guarding the spiritual field deliberately destroyed the spiritual seedlings, enriched your own pockets, and pushed it to these mortals?"
Mo Baobao glanced at the outer disciples coldly: "If you are discovered by me, you will just wait to die! Get out of here!"
All the outer disciples were pissed and didn't dare to stay.
"Baby."
Blue Narcissus looked at thousands of miles of spiritual fields from a distance, and his mouth and nose were filled with the fragrance of spiritual seedlings: "If the water is clear, there will be no fish, so there is no need to be too harsh. As long as they don't whip these farmers wantonly, there is no need for the rest." Too serious."
"How about that?"
Mo Baobao was not convinced: "These spiritual fields are related to tens of thousands of disciples of my Taiyi Sect, how can you do this?"
"The spiritual field is like a treasure mountain. Those who guard the treasure mountain will inevitably have their minds shaken. The culprits can be killed, but everyone cannot be killed."
Blue Narcissus took a deep breath, and her whole body became clear:
"Some people do not want to touch the interests of the sect, but they have to do it once they join Lingtian. It may seem like a small matter, but they cannot be rushed.
You can kill, but you can't kill indiscriminately. "
After the battle in Tianjiao City that day, he did not choose to meditate in the mountains. Instead, he chose to be born and travel around the world on the grounds of his duty to patrol the spiritual fields.
"Forget it, senior brother, you can take care of it yourself."
Mo Baobao shook his head and didn't bother to pay attention. He was already impatient to manage these things. If he hadn't seen that disciple whipping a farmer, he wouldn't have bothered to pay attention.
"You are not young anymore and need to meditate."
Blue Narcissus glanced at Baby Mo.
Mo Baobao's qualifications are absolutely top-notch. The treasures he acquired during the five years in his mother's womb have surpassed what many people have seen in their lifetime, and his bloodline has been revived since he was born.
It's just because his father was afraid that he would go too smoothly, so he banned his bloodline. Otherwise, he would only be in a higher realm than his own at this time.
"Senior Brother Lan, are you still talking about me? Are you calm?"
Baby Mo rolled his eyes.
He knew that since the Battle of Tianjiao City's King's Platform, Blue Narcissus had been experiencing some fluctuations in his mind. In his father's words, he had been distracted.
Blue Narcissus was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "What you said is not wrong. My heart is indeed not at peace."
"Senior Brother Lan, I didn't mean it."
Mo Baobao felt a little regretful as soon as he said it and hurriedly tried to persuade him.
Before Blue Narcissus could speak, he heard a shocking loud noise from the sky.
Boom!
It was like thousands of thunders exploded at the same time, and the mighty air flow swept across thousands of miles of sky.
The strong wind roared, and the ground was filled with flying sand and rocks. The formations on the spiritual field were immediately activated, colliding with the surging energy.
Shock clouds burst out one after another.
"This is......"
Blue Narcissus looked into the sky, his eyes slightly condensed: "Tiantian patching strategy?"
Baby Mo was also shocked.
Looking up, he saw a figure tearing out of the void as the clouds and waves exploded, passing by at the fastest speed in the world.
Wherever it passes, the void trembles wildly, the air waves are like tides, and the sound waves are like thunder explosions, which can be heard thousands of miles away.
He had seen a similar scene before. It was the battle where Taoist Yuanyang suppressed Qian Shishi during the Battle of Tianjiao City.
"Smash the vacuum!"
Mo Baobao was stunned, it turned out to be a powerful power that could shatter the vacuum!
Who could actually beat a vacuum-shattering warrior into a panic and run away?
But the next moment, when a torrent of starlight appeared across the sky and covered the sky, a roar echoed in response to his doubts.
It was a long and angry roar:
"Taoist Yuanyang!"
boom!
The starlight broke through the sky, leaving a vacuum channel in the sky that could not be closed for a long time.
The words were shocking.
A figure stepped forward and back from a distance. The person's steps were covered with starlight. His steps were like ancient sacredness. His blood was vast. Between his steps, it was like stars rolling, and his aura was astonishing.
"Taoist Yuanyang!"
Blue Narcissus, Mo Baobao, and even many Taiyi Sect disciples in the entire spiritual field were all shocked.
Looking at the figure stepping in the sky, he looked horrified.
The battle in Tianjiao City was only a hundred days apart, but this person actually took action on his own, trying to suppress another leader-level being?
"Blue Narcissus?"
Above the sky, An Qisheng walked past in a hurry, and with a glance he saw Lan Narcissus and others in the spiritual field.
However, he did not stop, and continued to pursue him unhurriedly.
"Taoist Yuanyang!"
In the ripples of the void like waves, Zhang Wuji coughed up blood and fled, his face extremely ugly:
"After hundreds of years of practice, you are so tyrannical?"
Feeling the vast sky-like aura behind him, Zhang Wuji gritted his teeth slightly.
In that battle, he lost the initiative and was overwhelmed by the magical power of the 24-hole formation. There was no doubt that he suffered a big loss.
An Qisheng did not hide his purpose. Zhang Wuji naturally knew his purpose, but no matter whether he was willing or not, he could only follow An Qisheng's will.
In this way, there is still a glimmer of hope, otherwise, I am afraid that I will die sadly just after arriving in Dongzhou.
He clearly knew the enemy's purpose, but he had to escape and retreat!
...
One and two hundred thousand miles northwest of Tianding, there is a Yangtze River coming from the west.
The river is surging, like a dragon galloping, flowing toward the East China Sea with great force. It crosses various countries on the way, irrigates countless fields on both sides of the river, and feeds countless people.
On the left side of the river, there is a place surrounded by mountains. The mountains and rivers here are majestic, and the mountains are like giant dragons coiled around each other.
Forming a huge soaring dragon land.
The river flows from the front of the mountain, like a giant dragon lowering its head to drink water.
But if you look closely, you can see that this is not a mountain range, but a majestic city.
This city is majestic, with mountain peaks as its skeleton, the earth as its foundation, and thousands of spiritual plants and vegetation as embellishments.
There seems to be no trace of artificiality, and it is completely natural.
It's like a majestic city with a lot of people inside, and the outside is heavily guarded. Countless soldiers guard this majestic city, all of them are powerful, and they are all practitioners.
But the city was bustling with people, people coming and going, many shops were in order, but there was no real ordinary person running around among them.
This city, named 'Bai Yujing', is a 'fairy city' in the eyes of countless mortals around it. It is also the most famous 'fang city' in Dongzhou.
Over hundreds of thousands of years, it has gradually become a gathering place for many loose cultivators, large and small sects, and is one of the fourteen extremely famous 'Fang Cities' in Zhongzhou.
Except for this 'White Jade Capital', the other thirteen 'Fang Cities' belong to the ten major sects and the three major holy places.
Although 'Bai Yujing' is not as large as the thirteen 'Fang Cities', because it does not belong to the ten major sects or the three major holy places, it has attracted countless casual cultivators, and monks from large and small sects gather here.
Faintly, there are signs of overpowering the thirteen 'square cities'.
What surprised many people was that even so, there was no suppression from the Sect Holy Land. It seemed that there was another big force behind this city.
"Bai Yujing, we're finally here."
The river was surging down, and a huge boat docked on the river bank. A group of people stepped off the boat, looked at the huge city like mountains and rivers in the distance, and couldn't help but sigh:
"It is said that Tianjiao City is the first city in East Continent, but it is just a mortal city. Compared to Bai Yujing, it is far inferior."
A huge city transformed into mountains and rivers that stretches for thousands of miles, how spectacular it is. Thousands of feet away, a vast and vast aura is already approaching.
All the young monks were amazed, yearning for, and heading towards Bai Yujing in reverence.
Huhu~
The air current is strong and the wind blows away the clouds.
Leader Lingtian stood on the city wall with his hands behind his hands, looking at the prosperous scene inside and outside the city, and said calmly: "Butian Pavilion is quite capable, but my Lingtian Sect's market is far inferior."
Transforming mountains and rivers into cities for tens of thousands of miles is naturally not a great means.
The markets in the holy lands of various sects are grander, larger, and earlier than this, but they still have the faint advantage of being overtaken by the "Bai Yujing" which was established only tens of thousands of years ago.
"The Holy Land holds power, and the sect governs the countries, but how can they care about these petty profits?"
A handsome young man in white, standing barefoot on the top of the city, responded calmly:
"Sect Master is here to compete with us, right?"
"Of course not."
Sect Master Ling Tian looked back at the young man in white, his eyes condensed: "Does the Pavilion Master not know the purpose of my coming?"
"The real person is here, why guess?"
The young man in white smiled faintly: "I know the purpose of the sect master's coming, but this matter can no longer be done. It may be possible to kill a powerful man at the headmaster level, but the gain is not worth the loss."
Sect Master Ling Tian narrowed his eyes slightly: "Eleven Marquis Spiritual Treasures, aren't they enough?"
"As far as I know, Taoist Yuanyang has fourteen feudal lord spiritual treasures in his hands. It seems that the sect master has already pocketed the three of his own?"
The young man in white smiled dumbly, not caring at all about Master Lingtian's gaze, and just shook his head:
"If this is the case, why should I, Butian Pavilion, cooperate with you?"
Lord Lingtian stared at the young man in white for a long time before he spoke: "Fourteen Marquis Spiritual Treasures are yours. I will give you Cave Heaven Pills again, three million Vacuum Pills each, broken caves in ten directions, three fire-gold vines, six taels of dragon blood soil..." ....”
Leader Lingtian promised.
Each of these words was enough to shock countless monks. The word greed came out of his mouth, but it did not cause any fluctuation on the face of the young man in white.
"not enough."
It wasn't until the Lingtian Sect Leader silenced that the young man in white shook his head: "In addition, I also want three taels of 'Bodhi Leaves', and you have to take action too!"
"Bodhi leaves?"
Lingtian Sect Master's face trembled, his eyes darkened: "In this case, I want to get back the three Marquis Spiritual Treasures belonging to my Lingtian Sect!"
Bodhi leaves are the leaves on the "Bodhi tree" with the spiritual root of immortality. With the disappearance of the spiritual root of immortality, the bodhi leaves in the world are ten times rarer than the Fenghou Lingbao.
The value is high enough to make the heads of the ten major sects and the holy masters of the three holy places feel heartbroken.
"make a deal!"
The young man in white's eyes lit up and he agreed. It seemed that these three taels of 'Bodhi leaves' were more precious than the three pieces of Marquis Spiritual Treasure!
"That's it, Brother Lin Dao, come out too!"
Sect Leader Lingtian looked indifferent, but his eyes swept across the clouds somewhere in the sky.
"Haha, but I can't hide it from Brother Dao."
With an old laugh.
An old man with an erect figure and a majestic figure like a mountain has landed on the top of the city. His beard and hair are all white, and his eyes are like fire.
The breath is extremely powerful and majestic.
"The master of the pavilion sells his goods to two families, and he makes a lot of money."
The old man shook his head slightly, but his smile suddenly faded, and he said calmly: "I hope that Butian Pavilion is worth the price and can save the master of our sect!"
"That's natural."
The Master of Butian Pavilion had a faint look in his eyes: "You two are so generous, and I will not disappoint you. To be honest, for this person, I have invited two great masters from Zhongzhou and Longzhou, who will definitely kill... ..."
Boom!
Before the Master of Butian Pavilion finished speaking, the expressions of the three of them all moved, and they raised their eyebrows and looked into the distance.
I saw thousands of miles of clouds bursting into pieces, and the mighty starlight rolling in like the Milky Way.
A figure came through the air, spreading blood for thousands of miles. A short and urgent cry for help was made from thousands of miles away in the void:
"Brother, save me!"
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