Taiyicheng,

It is built on the mountainside of a 3,000-foot mountain range. Because it is embedded in the mountain, it is protected by mountains and green screens for thousands of miles.

Looking around, densely packed immortal boats were stranded in the air. The monks from Taiyi City's Lord's Mansion were flying with their swords to maintain order. Their duties were similar to those of the police, and they were called Yushi in the spiritual world.

Thousands of imperial warriors bound all the fairy boats fifty miles above Taiyi City into four "Yangtze Rivers", just like the sea flowing backwards into the river, and the vast ocean shrinking into a river.

Gu Wen looked very strange at first, but gradually began to yawn, and could only watch the ship move at a slow speed.

Originally, it was possible to squeeze out other people with its huge hull. After entering the controlled area, monks kept flying past with their swords. It is said that a forced collision may be regarded as an attack by evil cultivators, and in serious cases, it will be blocked by Taiyi City's defense formation.

Shoot down the ship directly.

At the very least, you will have to go to jail or pay a huge fine.

The world of spiritual practice is not so wild and wild. It seems to be quite prosperous and peaceful. It is a state of full of vitality and all things competing.

As soon as the idea came up, a dazzling fire suddenly lit up in the distance, and a thousand-foot-level fairy boat turned into a small sun.

The huge wreckage smashed into the fairy boat next to it. The giant thing, which was also a thousand feet tall, was immediately engulfed in flames and began to topple over, affecting another ship like a domino.

This was not over yet. The hurricane caused by the explosion of the first fairy boat blew in, and another fire bloomed on the other side.

The second, third, and fourth little suns rose one after another, illuminating the area for hundreds of miles brightly.

Everyone was stunned for a few breaths, and the first person to react was the Taiyicheng imperial eunuch. A imperial eunuch flew over Gu Wen's head and shouted: "All immortal boats are strictly ordered to sail, and they are all in the air! Repeat this and they are all in the air!"

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His voice was soon covered up by the sound of explosions, and another fairy boat exploded. Panic enveloped everyone like a sudden rainstorm.

First, with luck, small shuttles that could shuttle freely began to escape, and some of them bumped into large fairy boats in the chaos. Most of these fairy boats had certain attack and defense functions, and they were huge magic weapons in themselves.

The immortal boat that was attacked immediately activated its defensive formation.

Oval-shaped barriers unfolded one after another, squeezing surrounding ships, causing other ships to also activate defenses.

The tens of thousands of immortal boats that had been restrained suddenly exploded and scattered throughout the airspace of Taiyi City.

There was a thousand-foot fairy boat trying to escape from the chaos, and it suddenly crushed all the fairy boats flying along the road.

It's all chaos, it only lasts a minute.

Gu Wen felt that he should take back the word peace, but suddenly there seemed to be a warning that made him subconsciously look at his feet.

His spiritual thoughts then went downwards, and the isolation formation attached to the immortal boat was almost invisible. Everything that happened on this three-thousand-meter-long behemoth came into view in all its details.

A Transposition Sect disciple dressed as a 'sailor' on this ship is pasting black talismans on a place similar to the core.

His eyes were light purple, his soul was bewitched, and the aura on his body was somewhat familiar.

Gu Wen searched through his memory and recalled that several demi-immortals attacked him when he was in Tianquan Mountain.

Angri Demon Saint, purple light magic hand, a man covered in golden light.

The latter two should be half-immortals of the human race, and Gu Wen recognized that this person's aura should be that of the Purple Light Demon Hand.

'If you encounter him, crush him to death.'

With this thought in mind, Gu Wen turned around and walked into the cabin. Along with him were the female disciple from Zhejian Mountain and the young man in yellow.

Xie Yunan saw that Gu Wen was obviously stunned for a moment, then nodded slightly and said: "This accident should be caused by evil cultivators. Even a thousand-foot-long ship has problems. There is no guarantee that there are evil cultivators here as well. You two, be careful, this one

I don’t know what to call my Taoist friends from the Sanqing Taoist Sect?”

"I am a poor man in this mortal world."

Gu Wen's voice was calm, and the two men's expressions changed slightly when they heard the words. The Taoist priest told his fate, and the one who took the higher position was likely to lose his life if he was not qualified, and would be in trouble.

Xie Yunan praised: "My Taoist friends have great ambitions. The little girl Zhejianshan is the true inheritor of Xie Yunan, and she is the disciple of the contemporary swordsman."

The young man in yellow clothes was a little proud, but he held his hand and said: "Chunxuan, the true successor of Liuyun Sect, is a disciple of Wen Tianzun."

Most of the military strategists in Zhejian Mountain call themselves by their given names, while the Taoist sect of Liuyun Sect calls themselves on the contrary.

'Jian Zun and Wen Zun, remember they are Brother Lan and Brother Xiao, right?'

Gu Wen remembered that in the letters they wrote to him, many of them were regarded as the next generation of gods after they left.

Eight hundred years have passed now, and with their qualifications, if they had not died, they should have become the most powerful deity.

"Hello."

He nodded, not having any problem with them not hearing about it.

The most fair thing about time is that no matter who you are, everyone will be forgotten, and all traces will be diluted. No matter how talented you are, you will eventually be forgotten and become the memory of a very few people.

Civilization is a stone in the long river of time. It has memory, but it always remembers virtuous people.

Throughout the ages, whether extraordinary or mundane, great men will always remain the longest.

What merits does Gu Wen have? Does he number one in the three lists because of how many people he saved or how many people he fed and clothed?

He is far different from his master, and not as good as Xiao Yunyi and others on the stable side.

Xie Yunan and Chunxuan walked a little faster, walking in front of Gu Wen.

Walking through the corridors of the ship, there was chaos inside. Passengers were packing their bags, monks were running around on the ship, and black talismans appeared from time to time in some exchanges.

Such a discovery made Xie Yunan immediately start to use his magic power to perform his movements, and his figure sprang out like a ghost. Perhaps it was some measure of the existence of the ship. He sensed the fluctuation of the magic power and immediately rang a rapid bell.

It only took Gu and Wen three breaths to find the suspicious monk who was posting the talismans.

There was no communication between the two parties when they met. The spiritual sword in Xie Yunan's hand turned into a stream of light and flew out, and a head fell immediately.

Chunxuan squeezed the talisman with his hand and slapped the core of the immortal boat with his palm. The ink covered the black talisman like a puddle of mud.

The problem was solved, Gu Wen leaned over and tapped his fingertips, and a faint wisp of purple energy came into his hands.

Purple Qi entered the Qi Sea, and Gu Wen marked a three-hundred-person head, but his true body could not be found.

First, the distance was too far, and second, he had not learned any powerful detection methods. He could only use the most primitive spiritual detection to scan hundreds of thousands of fairy boats, hundreds of thousands of passengers, and every monk in a radius of a hundred miles.

After spending thirty breaths like this, Gu Wen felt that he should learn the method of searching for breath.

No one is a sage, and he cannot learn without learning.

Gu Wen opened his mouth slightly, and a ray of golden light flew out with the mana from the Qi Refining Stage, leaving a hair-sized hole in the hull.

Nine-turn golden elixir, mana golden light.

This is what Akabane taught him in the past.

Boom!

The entire hull began to shake, as if something had hit the fairy boat.

Xie Yunan said: "Let's go on the deck first, and we can escape when the fairy boat can no longer hold up."

The three people walked out of the core cabin, and the ship's monks who noticed something was wrong outside also came over. Xie Yunan talked with them and told them the cause and effect. During the period, she saw that the Taoist named Hongchen had left silently.

Gu Wen walked through the long corridor, and the fire outside the ship on the right shone. The next moment, the fire light turned into golden light, reflecting in his desolate eyes.

Golden light flashed outside the round glazed windows, and everyone's eyes couldn't help but shift outside. Xie Yunan no longer looked at the strange Taoist priest.

A golden thread flew between the chaotic fairy boats, standing out among the firelight and chaos.

The fairy boat exploded initially, and two figures were fighting in mid-air. They were both at the Nascent Soul stage. During the fight, there were fragments of the fairy boat within a ten-mile radius.

"You hidden rats dare to cause trouble in Wen Zun's retreat!"

"The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. We are defeated by Qingcang, so naturally we have to resort to some means? Today is just for the opening fireworks of the Tianxuan Conference, to catch Taiyi City!"

The Nascent Soul monk, who was surrounded by purple energy, opened his arms, and the cluster of fairy boats in front of him suddenly stopped.

Thousands of immortal boats were hung up by a ray of golden thread, and he caught a glimpse of golden light, and the next breath of Nascent Soul Evil Cultivator was also pierced between his eyebrows.

The evil cultivators who were fighting with the cultivators in Taiyi City everywhere were all stunned. They also did not give them time to react, and the golden light penetrated their eyebrows exactly.

The Nascent Soul Stage, the Golden Core Stage, the Induction Stage, and the Foundation Building Stage. All cultivations are like useless things. It only takes one breath of golden light to take away their lives, and they will be strung together in a certain order.

In the next eight seconds, golden light penetrated all the immortal boats, killing all evil cultivators.

Until this moment, people had not reacted. The panicked people were still howling, while the explosion and the out-of-control fairy boat were unable to move.

The first breath of golden light appeared, it was as tiny as a hair and no one could detect it.

The second breath of golden light appeared, it penetrated the protective formations of three thousand-foot immortal boats, and no one knew how subtle it was.

The third time the golden light appeared, it had already crossed the hundred-mile sky, and thousands of fairy boats and thousands of flying shuttles were all above the golden light.

Gu Wen returned to the deck. He stood on the edge, with a strand of gold wrapped around his index finger three times, and he gently lifted up the Ten Thousand Immortal Boat.

With just the magic power during the Qi training period, just one inch of your fingertips can hold up the sky three hundred miles in length.

"Laojun, your use of the magic sword is indeed very wonderful."

Gu Wen smiled as he recalled what his old friend had taught him.

The meaning of the sword is like a thread, hanging from the sky and the earth, hanging down from the sun and the moon.

It sounds very exaggerated. Once Jun Yan could only describe it, but now Gu Wen did it.

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To be continued...