Look at the mountains and rivers, the shades of mountains.
It was almost dusk, and the entire sky was rendered brilliantly by the sunset. Those strange flaming clouds were like all the absurd smiling faces with teeth and claws, overlooking the grotesque world.
Pinglan City is very lively, with thousands of households, and smoke curls up in the dusk.
Wangjiang Mountain was also very lively. Thousands of monks stepped onto the top of the mountain and looked up at the sky in the hunting wind.
Not only the young monks from major aristocratic families and their invited peers were involved here, but also the demon-slaying guards and demon-killing envoys from the imperial hanging lantern department.
There are also some outstanding disciples from various sects. Of course, the various sects referred to here are all local sects in Cangling County.
The Great Zhou Dynasty was so big that there were too many sects. There were one hundred and eight Shangzong alone, and there were countless other ordinary sects.
In addition to sects, there are also gangs, academies, etc. The number of combinations of forces is enough to dazzle a person who has studied these matters since childhood.
When Song Ciwan listened to Xie Yunxiang's introduction, he carefully memorized various key points, but he had other thoughts in his heart:
There is a saying in the Sitting and Forgetting Heart Sutra: If you abandon things, your body will not be tired, and if you do nothing, your mind will be at peace.
The opposite interpretation is that worldly things require a lot of effort, work hard, and plan and scheme.
How can a person become an immortal if he toils his mind, body, and spirit in the secular world?
But if you don’t care about anything and you don’t care about others, but others come to care about you, what should you do?
Therefore, in the final analysis, we still need to cultivate personal power, cultivate to become a living true immortal, and cultivate it to become a bright and clear sky! When you transcend through personal power, all worldly disputes will become as small as dust.
Speaking of which, Xie Yunxiang's knowledge and knowledge are very extensive. Although this is related to his family background, in fact, not every child of a family can be as knowledgeable as him.
So Xie Yunxiang is actually not mediocre, he also has his strengths and advantages.
But his cultivation level is low, which is the original sin, and all the advantages will make way for this original sin!
So he took Song Ciwan to stand at the edge of the Xie family's camp, and some people greeted him. Those who were polite to him would be polite to him, and those who were sarcastic to him would be responded to with a "hehehe" smile.
There was a young man named Xie Zhang, accompanied by two innate warriors who protected the Tao. He walked past Xie Yunxiang arrogantly.
Xie Zhang glanced at Xie Yunxiang with squinted eyes, and said to him in a pretentious manner: "Hey, isn't this the twenty-third uncle? I heard that the twenty-third uncle never participated in the opening of Huanming City. How come he has changed his behavior now? ?”
"Oh, I understand. It has been ten years since Uncle Twenty-Third entered the Qi Transformation Stage, but he has always been stuck in the middle Qi Transformation Stage and cannot make any progress. Alas, there is nothing we can do. If we don't come to Huan Ming City to look for opportunities, I'm afraid it will be the end of this life. There is no hope of breaking through Qi Refining!"
"But Uncle Twenty-Third's cultivation level is low, this time..."
After he finished speaking, Xie Zhang glanced at "Xin Mian" next to him.
When Song Ciwan created Xin Mian's waistcoat, he deliberately controlled the breath at the early stage of Qi refining without covering it up.
In the eyes of the young and energetic Xie Zhang, this aura was like a fire in the dark sky, so bright and blazing that it suddenly stung him.
Xie Zhang paused in his words. He was stunned for a moment, and then blurted out in an unbelieving tone: "Uncle Twenty-Third, is this the guardian you invited?"
He looked at Song Ciwan with a vigilant and prudent look, and a group of strong emotions were captured by the scales of heaven and earth at this moment.
[Human desires, the shock, anger, and anger of those who are cultivating immortals in the stage of transformation can be sold for one pound or six taels. 】
Hey, we haven’t even entered the gate of Fantasy City yet, and the appetizers are automatically served first!
This trip was indeed the right one.
At this moment, I suddenly saw fiery clouds billowing up in the sky.
The clouds are covered with scales, like rolling waves, like a torrent of snow. That kind of splendor and magnificence rushed down from the sky, with an indescribable momentum that made everyone standing on the top of the mountain lose their voices at this moment.
Xie Zhang was speechless. After a moment, he was called away by a low voice: "Zhang'er, come back quickly!"
Xie Zhang jumped up in surprise and jumped to the side of the person who made the sound.
At the same time, I saw an ethereal figure walking through the clouds.
At first glance, the figure seemed as tall as an ordinary person, but in a trance, he seemed to be infinitely large, as big as standing tall on the sky and on the earth!
With the clouds above his head and the mountain tops under his feet, the majestic momentum rushed towards him, and the people collectively lost their voices again.
What kind of person is this?
In other words, which immortal family is this?
He had no words, just a green leaf popped out of his hand at this moment.
The green leaves rotated and flew, breaking through the red clouds in the sky, tearing the entire sky and mountains into a huge black hole!
It's not just a black hole, it's more like an abyss that cannot be peered into, on the opposite side of the human world, overlooking the world.
"Everyone, Huan Ming City is open, go ahead."
In the sky, an old and ethereal voice sounded to everyone's ears.
Song Ciwan lowered her head, and at some point, a green leaf appeared in her hand!
The appearance of this leaf is very similar to the one that broke through the clouds just now. It's just that it's smaller and the color seems to be lighter.
When he looked up again, Song Ciwan suddenly felt the light and shadow changing, and his whole body felt weightless for a moment.
The next moment, Song Ciwan staggered forward. She used her great power and suddenly stood upright. When she looked around again, the scene in front of her actually changed!
The Huoshaoyun disappeared, and this place was no longer the top of Wangjiang Mountain filled with fairy spirit.
Here... the sky here is dim, and the whole world seems to be shrouded in a layer of dark paper with random graffiti, giving it a distorted feeling that is divorced from reality.
There was no strong vitality in the air. Instead, an indescribable cold aura began to surround Song Ciwan.
It made her feel uncomfortable for a moment.
Song Ciwan immediately held her breath and continued to look around.
She already understood in her heart that this should be the arrival of Huan Ning City.
It turned out that she had just stepped into the Fantasy City!
However, there was no one else around, and Xie Yunxiang was missing.
Where did everyone else go?
Did everyone automatically separate as soon as they entered the city, or was it just her and Xie Yunxiang who separated?
In addition...Song Ciwan lowered his head and looked at the leaves in his hands.
Where does this leaf come from?
What does it do?
Will she take this leaf with her?
Song Ciwan thought for a moment and decided not to throw away the leaves. But she couldn't do anything like stuffing the leaves into her arms.
She casually took out a purse from the talisman, stuffed the leaves into the purse, and hung the purse on her wrist.
Song Ciwan's spiritual sense was now strong, and she instinctively felt that it was best to carry this leaf with her when walking in Huanming City.
Looking around again, there are no obvious city streets around, but there seems to be a towering mountain shadow in front.
There are shadows on the mountain road, and it seems that someone is standing there.
I would like to inform my friends that I may have stayed up too late recently, and I feel that my energy is always low, and I feel sleepy during the day and awake at night. I can't go on like this. If it continues like this, even if I am determined to make up for it, I will stay up later and later, and eventually fall into a vicious cycle.
I will not continue writing tonight. I will go to bed now and try to adjust my biological clock as soon as possible and update it stably.
Thank you for your support, I love you, pen core ~
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