The inner city is divided into three sections: the upper, middle and lower sections. The upper and lower sections are mainly residences and shops. The middle section is the city lord's palace and many small compartments specially used for practice and retreat, which are called cave mansions.

Rather than saying it is the City Lord's Mansion, it is more like an alternative sect. The City Lord's Mansion is the mountain gate.

However, Gu Wen feels that it is closer to the company, because Taiyicheng Imperial Guards can join or quit at will, and are only paid based on their cultivation, which is an employment relationship.

Gu Wen walked along the wall of the city lord's palace and could see that there were densely packed caves on the opposite side of the road, with the house numbers divided into A, B, C and D.

Ding is a small earthen bag with only a door and a futon. It can only accommodate one person and cannot stretch his hands. Usually, monks in the Qi training period sit cross-legged inside.

Building B is larger and looks like a house, but since it is only three or four square meters wide, it looks like a small roadside temple, mostly with foundations and induction monks sitting cross-legged.

B is already the size of an ordinary person's house, and can accommodate a bed and a chair. After a little exploration, it can be seen that it belongs to the Golden Pill and Nascent Soul monks.

A has an extra small courtyard, where the monks in the distraction period live.

The hierarchy is strict, from robes to residence, everything is divided according to the level of cultivation. Higher level of cultivation can get preferential treatment in all aspects.

The monks at the bottom can only sit cross-legged in a small earthen bag that they cannot stretch out their hands. Perhaps for them, this small earthen bag is not a long-term place to live, while the foundation-building monks may struggle for a lifetime to get a place of three or four square feet.

Jin Dan has already entered the palace, but he is just an ordinary person in practice, and Yuan Ying is just a rich farmer.

The one who is really in charge is the True King, who has the cultivation level of returning to the virtual world and the peak of the Mahayana period.

There is a higher mountain above the True Monarch, and that is the Heavenly Lord who controls the Immortal Sect and lives high in the world. Facing the Tao realm above the Mahayana, and even the semi-immortals who have entered the path of immortality, they are like ants.

Gu Wen walked to the end of the city lord's palace. One side of the originally towering city wall suddenly opened up. To the right was a bamboo forest that was completely opposite to the narrow and crowded caves.

The green forest is dense, and each spiritual bamboo exudes the luster of jade, swaying in the breeze.

The formation emits wisps of light like fireflies all the time, making outsiders afraid to get even close.

Gu Wen walked into it and used the Feihong Order to activate the formation. Along the path, he could see pavilions, lakes, gardens, and attics.

More luxurious than Two Worlds City.

At the door, a middle-aged man stood, wearing a golden moiré robe and cultivating in the Fusion stage.

Hearing the footsteps, he looked back, his majestic eyes reflected his ordinary face, and he suddenly froze.

Gu Wen looked at him and asked, "You look familiar. Have we met somewhere?"

He seemed to have seen the middle-aged man in front of him somewhere, but he couldn't tell. Since Gu Wen's current memory is not easy to make mistakes, the only possibility is that it happened once.

But the other party's appearance has changed due to eight hundred years.

"Twenty-five on the list of people, Kuang is in charge of the ceremony. I was in the Luodu Restaurant with you, and together we put aside the power of the true king."

Kuang took three steps forward, held his hands, and slowly bent down. His voice was rolling and he could not suppress his excitement.

"Now the Lord of Taiyi City congratulates you on your arrival."

Gu Wen stepped forward to help him up. He was a little unaccustomed to the other party's respect and said: "Although the monks are known for their cultivation, since they are peers, there is no need to salute."

"No, if we get it, if we get it, our clan's survival may depend on you."

Kuang Zhili stubbornly bent down, bowed again, and said: "In the battle between humans and monsters, Immortal Qingcang was injured, and the Demon Ancestor regained twelve of them. The gods in the world are tired of running for their lives, but there are very few who can become immortals. They are the swordsmen who wield the immortal sword."

The most respect is one against two."

"You no longer have the power of the twelve demon ancestors as you did in the past. I thought you had died in the place where you became an immortal."

Speaking of this, the middle-aged man was already choked up.

Nowadays, the human race is exhausted and declining day by day, and the war between humans and demons has only ended in a draw. Some people with a discerning eye can see that Immortal Qingcang is not as good as he was in his first life.

At that time, the human race could break into Jianmu and no longer have the power to compete as before.

Nowadays, the city lords of all major cities are more or less connected with the Dao Sect. They are also supporters of Cang Immortal and carry out the Immortal's decree. On the contrary, they are those who are labeled as evil cultivators, or are reclusive sects who stay out of the matter.

Whenever we talk about heroes, some people will talk about the Sword Immortal of Zhejian Mountain, Chi Tianzun who swept across the world for eight thousand miles, and the three immortals of the Tao Sect. But as long as you are a person of that era, you can never live without one person.

Back then, they might have been friends, enemies, or strangers. But after those young geniuses became the pillars of the human race, facing the rolling momentum of the Jianmu Demon Sea, they all had an idea.

"If you were here, you would be able to lead my clan to Jianmu again."

Kuang Zhili leaned over again, his emotions were a little out of control, and he did not have the almighty appearance of a true king.

Gu Wen swallowed back the modest words that should have come out of his mouth, helped him up again, and said: "I can do it."

Others can't understand his eight hundred years of loneliness, and I can't understand how exhausted the young genius in front of me eight hundred years ago, now the true king of the human race, is after hundreds of years of human-monster war.

People's sufferings are different, but they are like-minded.

When Kuang Zhili calmed down, he expressed his intention: "I received a message from Daozong, saying that a distinguished guest was going to stay in this villa left by the goddess. I had already made a guess at that time. It can be seen that I was still a little out of control when I saw you.

Come on, that’s a bit disrespectful, hahahaha.”

Daozong already knew that I was out.

Gu Wen grasped the key point and said, "Is there anything else that Daozong said?"

"There is a letter."

Kuang Zhili handed a piece of yellow jade to Gu Wen, and the yellow jade turned into a piece of paper. Only Gu Wen could see the words on it.

【Traitor, you have been expelled from the master!】

The last word "了" was distorted, and Gu Wen could see that his master was very angry.

He felt that he should go back slowly, otherwise he would be beaten.

Kuang Zhili asked: "Do you want to return to Daozong now? There is a Tianzi shuttle in Taiyi City, which can fly a million miles in one breath. But I would like to ask you to stay for a few days. Taiyi City has encountered some troubles recently."

"Did those evil cultivators attack before?"

"Yes, due to the emergency situation at that time, more than 300 immortal boats rushed into the city to take refuge. However, the immortal boats have not been strictly inspected, and now it coincides with the Tianxuan Conference. I am afraid that those evil cultivators have evil intentions."

"Have you reported to other sects?"

"Yes, many true kings have come over temporarily, but as long as you are here, everything will be fine."

"I will stay here until the Tianxuan Conference is over, but in the meantime you can just pretend that I don't exist."

Gu Wen nodded in agreement, and Kuang Zhili was overjoyed and said, "In that case, I won't bother you."

Then Kuang Zhili turned into a stream of light and left. He actually wanted to have more sex with Gu Wen, and he would benefit a lot from asking for advice.

But it had only been a short time since their first meeting, so it was not good to be too enthusiastic, and his scalp went numb when he thought that there might be many evil cultivators lurking in the city.

Now is the Tianxuan Conference, a time when geniuses from all factions gather together.

Inside the house, the decoration is also not luxurious. Its location and area itself are an ultimate luxury.

There was also a letter on the table, which seemed to have been prepared, or maybe she had anticipated this day.

[Tianxuan Conference, held once every hundred years, a thousand years old is never too late]

"A thousand years old is never too late, but in this Tianxuan Conference a thousand years later, your names will not be there."

Gu Wen smiled softly and put the letter in his arms.

The palm of his hand touched the jade pendant, and the cat jumped out, sniffed it, and said with its round eyes full of vigilance: "The immortal is long and has the smell of Yuhua."

Apart from the Immortal Chief, the one who impressed it most deeply was Yu Hua. However, unlike its attachment to Gu Wen, the heirloom was very wary of Yu Hua.

Because she is taking away the immortal's love for her!

Gu Wen asked: "It's been eight hundred years, and you can still smell it?"

The heirloom held its head high, landed on the table and walked a few steps.

"It's only eight hundred years old. Even a thousand-year-old cat can smell it."

The next day, the City Lord's Mansion moved out four different passages of the universe, each connected to a secret realm.

There is no need to register for the Tianxuan Conference. Those who are less than 1,000 years old are admitted to Gate A, those who are less than 800 years old are admitted to Gate B, those who are less than 400 years old are admitted to Gate C, and those who are less than 100 years old are admitted to Gate D.

In the end, each of the four sects will decide a hundred people to participate in the real Tianxuan Conference.

The new generation of geniuses gathered together, and there were also veterans who were thousands of years old, or people who were hundreds of years old. Some people were stuck in age and entered the second and third gates, while some entered the first gate without fear of age.

Anyone who has never participated in the Tianxuan Conference and is no more than 1,200 years old can participate. No matter the age gap, the person who usually gets the top spot is no one over a thousand years old.

The original meaning of the Tianxuan Conference is 'When you feel that you are the strongest at a certain moment, you can go in and compete with the monks in the world.'

Different monks, different dharma, and different inheritances all have different stages of growth. At the same time, it also teaches young people a truth. There is no fairness in reality. Some people have an advantage over you. If you are not sure enough, you will lie dormant.

Gu Wen, dressed in cloth and holding a bamboo sword, entered the Jiamen.

This time, he was not doing it for the so-called number one in the world, for being unparalleled in the world, for testing himself, not for fame, not for profit, not for himself.

Thousands of years ago, she was ranked among the top 500, and she aspired to be a genius on the list.

Thousands of years later, maybe I can become the existence she longs for.
Chapter completed!