Ji Yiyun and Duan De rushed out for hundreds of miles and stopped when they found that Yin Ling was not chasing them. They looked at the clouds in the direction of the underground palace, the cold air was surging, and the air waves were soaring into the sky.
"Daozhang Duan, let's just say goodbye!" Ji Yiyun exhaled a breath, turned to look at Duan De and said goodbye.
"Immeasurable Heavenly Lord, Daoist Ji, you really don't want to consider visiting the Holy Land Cemetery together? This kind of thing will never happen again next time, Pindao promises!" Duan De promised, patting his chest.
Seeing Duan De's serious nonsense, Ji Yiyun didn't believe it. He might be chased and beaten by a group of monks next time. He shook his head and said, "Let's meet again when we have a chance! See you later..."
Ji Yiyun stepped out and disappeared. Without waiting for Duan De to speak, he blinked and disappeared into the sky, flickering away and disappearing at the end of the sky.
"Infinite Heavenly Lord, why are you walking so fast? Originally, Pindao was planning to share the spoils. Now that fellow Taoist Ji has left, Pindao reluctantly accepted them all!" Duan De muttered with a smile.
After Ji Yiyun moved away from Duan De, his body collapsed and turned into a stream of pure air that instantly cut through the void and rushed towards the divine city.
Ji Yiyun traveled all the way north through the teleportation jade platform, passing through several cities on the journey. The Taoist body had already crossed thousands of mountains and rivers, and returned to his original form across space. He now appeared on the edge of the divine city.
The Divine City of the Northern Territory in the Eastern Wasteland is definitely a prosperous city. In this desert-filled land, it is as famous as the ancient mines of Taichu, and the residents of the Northern Territory regard it as a sacred place.
The ancient city is extremely majestic. The city wall is like a lying dragon, continuous, as if it were cast from copper water, shining with a metallic luster.
Late autumn has arrived outside the Holy City, and the weather is already very cold. Occasionally, there are still one or two residual leaves hanging stubbornly on the bare branches of the trees. However, the Holy City is like spring all year round, with lush vegetation and no trace of the rotation of the four seasons. There is only a warm feeling. spring.
Ji Yiyun walked on the wide avenue of the divine city, looking around at the bustling streets. The aura was extremely rich, many times higher than in other places. The ancient trees are towering, hundreds of meters high, like hills, their branches stretch to the sky, and the ancient vines, like horned dragons, cover the cliffs.
It is impossible to trace its origin back to its origin. Since the beginning of written records, the city has never changed its address, and it is unknown how many years it has existed.
According to legend, it hung in the air countless years ago, and then sank to the earth in the ancient times.
This ancient city is many times larger than the capital of a big country. It is so majestic that if you don't fly, you can walk like a mortal and walk through the city for a day.
The city is very prosperous, with numerous palaces and ancient streets. The Stone Gambling Square, the Immortal Tower, the Fengyue Palace, the Holy Lord's Palace, and the Demon King's Pavilion are all very luxurious. Mortals and monks are mixed together.
In the city, people were coming and going, and half of them were monks. In a place like this, no one dared to be rash, because they might accidentally knock down a descendant of an ancient family.
If you are even more unlucky, you may step directly on the feet of a supreme elder in the Holy Land. This is not impossible to happen, because there are many such people in the Holy City.
Ji Yiyun felt the ancient atmosphere of the divine city and inspected the city's exquisite layout. Next to the bustling streets, from time to time, a palace with an extremely large area would appear, with carved beams and painted buildings, like a royal palace.
Not far out, I saw another palace garden with magnificent scenery, majestic towers and resplendent gold.
Soon after, he saw some pavilions hanging in the air. They were not messy, but were arranged regularly and elegantly.
There is no one flying in the city. Even the monks strictly abide by the city rules. On the bustling streets, people are passing by, shoulder to shoulder.
Ji Yiyun found an Immortal House as a temporary place to stay, and approached the seemingly small Immortal House. Inside, there were many ancient trees planted, lush and lush. This inn was hidden in the vast world, and it was much quieter than other places. There was a sense of returning to one's true nature. a feeling of.
This is a very special place, as if the charm of a great avenue is circulating. There are obviously many people coming in and out, but it is peaceful and peaceful, and there is a special paradise inside.
Ji Yiyun spent more than ten kilograms of gold to drink tea in a peach garden. There were many monks talking in the peach garden. He listened to what happened recently.
"I heard that the Golden-winged Little Peng King was defeated by a man in green. If the Old Peng King hadn't arrived in time, he might have been killed by that man!"
"Your news is out of date. I heard that the Golden Winged Peng King was pinned to the ground and beaten violently by that man, without any power to fight back!"
"Both of you are wrong. What I heard was that Golden-winged Xiaopeng was knocked down with one finger!"
A group of monks in Taoyuan became more and more exaggerated, and no one knew whether the news was true or false. Even Ji Yiyun, the person involved, did not know that he was the one who knocked down the Golden-winged Little Peng King with one finger.
"I haven't heard any news about Holy Body Ye Fan recently. Has he died from his injuries?"
"There are rumors that he was forced into the Mountain of Immortality by the Demon King. If that's the case, he would have died there even if he hadn't been injured!"
"Some people also say that he was hiding, fearing the revenge of the Holy Body that had enmity with him, and disappeared!"
Ji Yiyun stayed there for several hours, only to get some useless news. He stopped listening, put down his tea cup, got up and walked outside the Immortal Building.
"Oh... that person just now looks familiar!" Several monks walked into Taoyuan and passed by Ji Yiyun. An elderly monk said in surprise when he saw his face and dress.
"Master, isn't he the man in Tsing Yi?" asked the young man following the old man.
"Yes! I have seen his portrait, but I don't know his name!" The old man suddenly remembered Ji Yiyun's face, and why it felt familiar to him.
The old man and several young people chased him out, but Ji Yiyun's figure had long disappeared.
Ji Yiyun realized that he had noticed their gazes, and did not want to be watched like a monkey. As soon as he left the Immortal Tower, he took a step and disappeared, and he quickly left the divine city.
After leaving the divine city, Ji Yiyun took out the jade platform to locate Zishan, disappeared from the northern divine city and rushed towards Zishan.
"Buzz!..." Ji Yiyun was spat out by the teleportation channel. He stepped forward to remove the power of teleportation and stood in the void.
Looking up, there is a lonely mountain on the horizon, thousands of meters high. There is no soil, no vegetation, it is completely a stone mountain. The sun is shining, and the huge stone mountain gives people an extremely calm feeling.
Ji Yiyun took a few steps, flashed through the void, and suddenly arrived in front of the mountain peak.
It is purple-brown in color, as if it were polished from dull purple gold. It is thick and condensed. It is four thousand meters high and very steep. It is impossible for mortals to climb up. There are many weapon marks on it, which are almost weathered and obliterated. Only by careful identification can we see clearly.
There are traces of various weapons on the purple mountain peaks. It is impossible to determine the age in which they were left! Not only are there knife marks on the stone wall at the foot of the mountain, but also the holes made by the weapons are all over the mountain, reaching halfway up the mountain.
The purple mountain peak is like a big sword, thrust straight into the sky, majestic. In addition to the traces of weapons, there are also many palm prints and finger holes, which are almost weathered, blurry and vaguely distinguishable.
"Purple Mountain... finally arrived!" Ji Yiyun stepped to the top of the Purple Mountain and looked into the distance. There was a mountain ridge in every direction. There were nine mountain ridges in total. They were barely visible on the extremely distant horizon, and this Purple Mountain was in the center.
He pointed like a sword to cut out a piece of purple rock on the top of the purple mountain. This purple rock was very hard and felt as warm as jade when held in his hand.
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