The ancient Xiantu City changed the location of the secret realm into a deserted place.
After thousands of years of vicissitudes of life...
The ancient Xiantu City has been submerged in the Penglai Sea.
However, the secret entrance to Xiantu City was later discovered by monks and a large city was built here.
This is the origin of today's Xiantu City.
Dong dong dong dong...
As twelve heavy bells tolled...
The heavy and tall city lord's mansion door slowly opened.
Outside the gate of the city lord, there are countless monks crowded together. Some of them are leading wild boars, some are carrying cattle, some are carrying deer, some are accompanied by kittens, some have birds on their backs, and some have birds on their backs. They even rode crocodiles, and some were alone, armed only with their weapons.
They are all nervously waiting for the secret realm to open.
They are all casual cultivators, and the fellow demon beasts are their fighting partners, and they must keep them with them.
As the door of the City Lord's Mansion slowly opened, countless monks poured into the City Lord's Mansion...
The disciples of the sect remained motionless, waiting quietly for the casual cultivators to enter first. Almost all of them did not bring Tongshen with them. For them, Tongshen was used for cultivation, not for fighting.
The old man with black gourd of the Five Poison Sect said to the twenty or so Five Poison Sect monks behind him: "Don't be anxious! Wait for these casual cultivators to go in first, and then follow the command of Si Xiang."
Everyone responded in unison: "Disciple, obey!"
At the same time, Jin Yunhe from the Yunmang Sword Sect also led a group of sword cultivators to the city lord's mansion. Their eyes were firm and they were obviously fully prepared.
Jin Yunhe said to everyone with a serious face: "The secret realm is full of unknown dangers, you must be careful. Remember what I said, there is no sun and moon in the secret realm, only three blood moons. When the three blood moons coincide, At that time, the passage will open again. At that time, you only have one hour to leave, so don’t stay in it. Because the next hundred years will be another world. If you stay in it, you don’t know where you will go. Anyway, you will never stay there again. When we return to Tianyuan Continent, no one knows whether we are dead or alive!"
A sword cultivator asked in confusion: "How long will it take for the three months to coincide again?"
Jin Yunhe explained: "We have to wait at least ten days outside, and the time inside is definitely enough."
Everyone responded in unison: "Disciple understands!"
…
Li Shuidao followed a large group of casual cultivators into the gate of the city lord's palace, and they stepped onto a huge square.
In the center of the square, stands a blood-red light door, shaped like a huge irregular bubble, exuding a strange and mysterious atmosphere.
"Is this the entrance to the secret realm?" Li Shuidao secretly speculated in his heart. At the same time, he noticed that there were other monks in the square, and they were also looking at the blood-red light door with surprise and expectation.
As the crowd poured in, Li Shuidao and other casual cultivators entered the bloody light gate one after another. They felt a powerful force pulling them, as if their bodies were wrapped by an invisible force, and then appeared in mid-air instantly.
"Wow!"
"Amazing!"
In mid-air, the monks let out exclamations of exclamation. They saw a huge basin below them. The basin was full of greenery, with mountains, rivers and lakes scattered around, like a fairyland.
"Everyone, be careful. There are third-level monsters here. Let's go to the basin to meet up first." A casual cultivator reminded.
Li Shuidao nodded. He looked up at the red light door above his head. That light door was formed by the intersection of three blood moons.
After an hour, the three blood moons will separate and the red light will dissipate.
One week later, the three blood moons will meet again, and the light gate will reappear, which is the time for them to return to Xiantu City.
Everyone controlled the escape light and landed in the center of the basin. They saw that other casual cultivators had fallen to the ground, some were observing the terrain, and others were preparing defensive measures.
"Let's wait here until all the monks have entered the secret realm before we set off." A casual monk suggested.
Everyone nodded in agreement, knowing that waiting here was the best choice. Li Shuidao also joined in. He looked around and found that this was indeed a very suitable place to rest.
Shortly after……
More and more monks gathered in the basin.
They may gather together in small groups, or they may be alone with their eyes closed to meditate. Everyone is on high alert and ready to deal with upcoming dangers.
"Brother Shuidao, the Wild Boar Gang sincerely invites you to join." Wang Zhiru said with a smile on his face.
"Oh...it turns out to be Alliance Leader Wang." Li Shuidao looked at the man in front of him and showed a meaningful smile.
a month ago.
Wang Zhiru approached Li Shuidao and said he wanted to form a team.
Li Shuidao readily agreed. Wang Zhi, who was so eloquent, quickly gathered a team of 500 people, among whom at least 90% of the monks had not reached the second level of peak cultivation.
The team of five hundred people is known as the "Xiantu Secret Realm Loose Cultivators Alliance", or "Xianxian Alliance" for short.
After the establishment of the Immortal Alliance, various palace dramas were staged in a very short period of time.
Because Li Shuidao was one of the earliest founders and had a high level of cultivation, he was revered as the Twelve Heavenly Kings and the Shooting Heavenly Kings.
I originally thought that with the huge number of casual cultivators in the "Immortal Alliance", they could dominate one side after entering the Immortal Path Secret Realm.
However, two days before the secret realm opened, the Immortal Alliance encountered a huge change.
According to the rules of Xiantu City, all monks who enter the Xiantu Secret Realm must pay 10,000 spirit stones as a registration fee.
Among the 500 monks in the Immortal Alliance, at least 498 casual cultivators came to watch the fun, and they did not prepare any spiritual stones at all.
To them, ten thousand spirit stones is simply a "legendary number."
The Immortal Alliance definitely couldn't produce five million spiritual stones, so this huge team of casual cultivators fell apart in an instant...
Wang Zhiru, the leader of the Immortal League, defected to the Wild Boar Gang that night.
Most of the Twelve Heavenly Kings have left.
This is an alliance formed by loose cultivators, a ragtag group of people, no matter what name they are given, it is useless.
"Join the Wild Boar Gang?" Li Shuidao looked at the group of fat men riding wild boars with a look of disdain on his face. He sneered and said, "I, Li Banxian, would join such a mob? What a joke."
Wang Zhiru smiled awkwardly, with a helpless tone: "Friend Daoist Li, I am not trying to sell the Wild Boar Gang to you. I just want to remind you that in this secret realm, one person's power is limited. Teams from those large sects can be bold Go hunt down the third-level monsters because they have strong strength and teamwork. And if casual cultivators like us don't have the support of a strong gang, they can easily become prey for others."
Li Shuidao said coldly: "I am not alone. I have brothers from the Immortal Alliance behind me."
Wang Zhiru glanced at the three Immortal Alliance monks behind Li Shuidao and disapproved of them. He smiled sarcastically: "Haha... the Immortal Alliance will be disbanded within less than a month. If others are not awake, why are you still awake?"
After hearing this, Li Shuidao mocked again: "Wang Zhiru, you were the one who started the Immortal Alliance. Now that the team has been established, you go to the Wild Boar Gang to pick up pig manure? Forget it... We each have our own choices. Are you willing to join? The Wild Boar Gang is your business. Li would rather go alone than join those rabble. We just need to take care of ourselves."
Wang Zhiru was speechless after hearing this. He knew that it would be useless to continue talking. He turned and left, leaving only one sentence: "Forget it, let's take care of each other. I hope that when we reunite in March, we can return to Xiantu City together."
Li Shuidao looked at Wang Zhiru's leaving figure and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
Casual cultivation is indeed too difficult...
If he hadn't joined the Five Poison Sect, he wouldn't have been able to monopolize "Pangu Xu". Maybe he would have revealed his identity to the old man Hei Gourd.
Li Shuidao turned to the three Immortal Alliance monks behind him and said, "Then what should we do next?"
…
Xiantu City.
The Lord Qianyuan of the City, Venerable Wei Qiankun, was dressed in a white robe with fluttering skirts, like a man in a fairyland. He stood on the city wall, overlooking the people below, and a sense of majesty arose spontaneously.
At this time, masters from more than thirty major sects including Wudu Sect, Yunmang Sword Sect, Qinglin Hall, Qinglan Sect, Fenghun Sect, Cuiyu Sect, and Bihai Sect gathered here.
They had just sent their disciples to the Immortal Path Secret Realm, and they, the third-level masters, stayed in Immortal City, waiting to take care of their disciples.
These monks come from all over the Tianyuan Cultivation Continent, and Wei Qiankun cannot afford to offend them even if he has the cultivation of True Monarch Wuxiang.
The disciples they brought did not need to charge any "registration fee" to enter the Immortal Path Secret Realm, while casual cultivators or monks from other small forces had to pay 10,000 spirit stones each.
As a casual cultivator, Wei Qiankun was able to secure his position as the lord of Xiantu City for two reasons: first, this was not the real ancient city of Xiantu; second, he never occupied the secret realm of Xiantu.
At this time, the elders of their respective sects gathered here, and even the powerful Wei Qiankun did not dare to show any slights.
"Fellow Taoists, the entrance to the Immortal Path Secret Realm has been closed. Please go to Dingxiang Tower to discuss the Tao." Wei Qiankun said very politely.
Dingxiang Tower.
Also located in the City Lord's Mansion.
Wei Qiankun held a feast here, and the sounds of singing and dancing were endless.
Everyone took their seats one after another...
Everyone present has at least third level cultivation.
Wei Qiankun raised his glass and said to everyone: "Fellow Taoists, the opening of the secret realm this time is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for us. We will stay here, drink and chat, and talk about Taoism for ten days. When the secret realm is closed, they will naturally come out. "
Hearing this, everyone raised their glasses in response. For a time, the atmosphere of the banquet was high. Everyone was talking about the secret realm and exchanging their own experiences in practice.
Pegasus medicine boy Tuoba Wan'er took a sip of the kumiss in the cup and glanced at Jin Yunhe of the Yunmang Sword Sect.
Jin Yunhe looked at Tuoba Wan'er with a smile on his lips, and Tuoba Wan'er looked at Jin Yunhe with hatred in his eyes.
Although both of them recognized each other, they did not have a fit here.
Now everyone is already a monk in the Naxu Realm, not to mention that Wei Qiankun is standing behind Tuoba Wan'er.
Even if Jin Yunhe recognized it, he still had to think long and hard before he could obtain the "Dragon Bone Tai Sui".
(End of chapter)
