When he boarded the Yunzhou, Pei Xihe unconsciously felt a sense of uneasiness in his heart.
It's not too strong, just a little weak. It's not the monk's instinctive warning about life and death. It's more like something unexpected will happen and it's out of her control.
There was a faint golden light in her eyes, maybe she should learn some tricks of calculation. The stronger her destiny and luck are, the better she will be able to spy on the opportunity for the secret to appear.
This way is a brief glimpse from countless future lines, turning things around.
The fox's soft and fluffy fur rubbed her neck when he turned his head. Helian Jiucheng asked: "What are you thinking about?"
Pei Xihe shook his head and said, "I didn't think about anything."
In fact, she didn't panic because of this uneasiness, otherwise it would be better not to set foot on the Yunzhou. Maybe the unexpected thing wouldn't be a bad thing? They had already made sufficient preparations and had left behind a large formation hidden in the earth's veins, so there was no need to tell Ying Fei and Fox to make them worry.
The fox's eyes were shining, and he didn't know whether he believed it or not, but he didn't ask any more questions.
He was carefully feeling the surrounding atmosphere. Fu Yuangao sat at the front of the boat, closing his eyes and sitting quietly. The pressure of the Tribulation Immortal made Helian Jiucheng faintly fearful. If it weren't for the secret technique of Tianhu, he would have been exposed to it.
One hundred and eight royal cities are never specific and unchanging. If there is a Grade A city with strong strength, it can win its title. However, there are very few records in history. Due to the huge gap in resource allocation, if you want to complete even the most powerful city. It would be extremely difficult for a weak royal city to overtake the enemy.
But there is one Tiangang City whose status has never changed and has always been at the top of the one hundred and eight cities.
Emperor Zhaocheng.
It is also the city that this competition is going to.
Pei Xihe and Helian Jiucheng, Ying Fei, both of them can feel that the spiritual energy around them is getting thicker and thicker. This concentration is like a paradise in the cave. Looking up, you can already see the outline of a city. Presented in the distance.
The cloud boat was galloping, approaching quickly and becoming clearer and clearer.
At this moment, the sun is setting in the west, and there seems to be a river of red water coming from the sky, spanning thousands of miles, forming a moat outside the city. It is obviously located on the land, but there are misty clouds and mist flowing in the city. In a blink of an eye, They all disappeared again, and they were extremely mysterious.
The city gate is a thousand feet high, and the vermilion bricks are like burning fire. At this moment, the city gate is wide open to welcome guests from all directions, which makes people feel a majestic air pouring into their hearts.
The Yunzhou boat slowed down until it landed gently. Fu Yuan opened his eyes at the bow of the boat, raised the corners of his mouth, and let out a free and hearty laugh.
"Old ghost, the city lord is here."
There was an aura dancing in the city. At that moment, Pei Xihe, Ying Fei and others felt their scalps suddenly numb. The aura was too strong.
But the pressure quickly dissipated, and a strong light green wind came out, turning into several large characters in front of it.
After seeing clearly the words transformed by the strong wind, Fu Yuan smiled even thicker and said to Wu Shifang and the other fourteen contestants.
"Follow these guides and settle in. I still have friends to meet, and they will properly accommodate you."
At the gate of the city, several cultivators in pale white clothes stood there. On their right shoulders was a six-pointed star embroidered with gold thread. Pei Xihe had already understood it on the way here. It was Di Zhaocheng. city emblem.
The fifteen people nodded, and Fu Yuan turned around and disappeared.
One of the cultivators waiting at the door came up at this moment. When he saw them taking out the copper medals proving Dabi's identity, he led them into the city with a respectful attitude.
Not only their group, there are also several cloud boats landing at this moment, led by their respective city lords. They are all Class A cities, some of which do not have fifteen people, because they are relatively weak among Class A cities and cannot compete for more. of participation places.
Pei Xihe spread out his mental power covertly and carefully explored the aura strength of these fellow competition contestants. They all had restrained and deep auras that should not be underestimated.
No longer searching to avoid being re-examined, she withdrew her telekinesis.
This Dizhao City is not like the hustle and bustle of other cities. Instead, it is solemn and solemn, but it is still prosperous. It is full of high-rise buildings and pavilions. Looking from a distance, the products in the attic are dazzling, the room is full of splendor, and there are customers carefully selecting. Back and forth.
At this time, she raised her eyes and saw three people walking from the city. The three people were wearing Yuan bronze medals around their waists, and their eyebrows were slightly proud. They were all perfect cultivators of Yuan Ying, and the one in the head was , if there is any coercion on his body, he is only half-step into becoming a god.
Their clothes were uniform, consisting of dark blue, jet black, and bright gold. There seemed to be a faint layer of light condensed into runes on the clothes. Even Pei Xihe couldn't help but sigh richly. This robe was of the fourth grade. Spiritual weapon.
But following the actions of the leader, a mysterious aura came out, causing Pei Xihe's eyes to shrink.
A burning look appeared in her eyes involuntarily, and she almost couldn't bear to take it away. Suppressing this crazy thought, she looked again. What really attracted her, or what attracted the blood of Shenwu in her body, was that A wooden pendant hung on the neck of the leading male cultivator.
The pendant was not carved and seemed to be a small section cut off from the tree trunk.
When the whole picture was exposed, the clamoring idea to take it away faded away. What attracted her was just the aura that was revealed. It floated on the surface, and the Shenwu blood in her body naturally lost interest.
Pei Xihe's eyes quietly floated with a deep light, which could attract the blood of Shenwu so much that she could barely control the thing she instinctively shot just now. She looked through the Golden Crow inheritance, but it was just one thing.
This thing is exactly the sacred hibiscus tree.
"Records of Ten Continents in the Sea" once recorded: "Fusang is ever-changing, its cover has no permanent shape, and it can also be divided into hundreds of bodies." There is also: "Although the tree is large, its leaves are like mulberries in mid-summer, but the pods are sparse and It is red in color, has a long life of nine thousand years, and tastes extremely sweet and fragrant."
This is the world's records and speculations about it, and Pei Xihe has a complete Golden Crow inheritance, so he naturally knows how to identify this hibiscus tree.
Its real body is not the obvious wood. It is a complete and prosperous hibiscus, and the whole body is made of brilliant golden. They are all condensed by the supreme magic power. It is not a member of the Golden Crow family. When it touches the golden light, it burns like the flames of the sun and turns into ashes.
It connects the nine heavens above, and three springs spring down from it. Every inch of the tree trunk is like gold but not gold, like wood but not wood, and the material is strange.
This pendant may have been separated from the body for a long time, and the divine power in it has long since dissipated and turned into wood, but it also has mysterious uses that far exceed ordinary spiritual materials.
Pei Xihe couldn't help but think deeply, where did this pendant come from? Is there a real ancient Fusang tree in this eternal fairy temple with countless survivors?
When Han Fan sent her to the Immortal Temple, he gave her a great blessing!
The three people were already in front of them. As a disciple of Fu Yuan, Wu Shifang also followed his master to the Dizhao City and had extraordinary experience. He held his sword and saluted, saying quietly.
"I have met all the fellow Taoists from Donghuang Pavilion."
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