Huh ~

The night falls, and the six great suns rise in sequence, and the rays of rays are scattered.

The golden morning sunset is radiant, exuding the boundless sky, declaring the arrival of a new day.

In the Jincai City, bursts of smoke rose up.

It was already late autumn. Although it was not snowing, the cold current in the middle of winter had swept across the entire Jincai City, and icicles were hung under the eaves of each house.

The Qianyuan Dynasty was located on the southeast edge of the Nanling Mountains, while the Jincai City was located on the largest city on the edge of the Qianyuan Dynasty. It is the junction of the three major dynasties. It has distinct four seasons and is the most prosperous and rich.

This city is as majestic as a mountain and extremely magnificent. The blue-black city walls are pulled apart from each other, like dams, and I don’t know how many dozens or hundreds of miles.

Huh ~

The golden morning sun shines in the mountains and forests, and the thin frost of last night has begun to dissipate. There are already traffic flowing on the official roads outside Jincai City.

There were flying boats passing by above the city, and there were also sword lights and clouds flashed by.

From a distance, it looks like a green toad with a large mouth, a whale swallowing people from all directions.

"Looking north and south, we can understand the existence of the Three Kingdoms and collect wealth from all directions. No wonder that the old guy didn't move his nest even if he was promoted to the God of Wealth..."

Above the sea of ​​clouds, a light golden flying boat that was nine levels up and down, like a hill, was a young man in a brocade robe staring at the city on the ground with interest:

"Senior Brother Lin, do you know what the magical power of the God of Wealth is?"

"It's just a god of assistance. If it weren't for luck, I'd tempered a 'Golden Armored Dao Soldier', I'd been eaten by nearby sects..."

The middle-aged man, known as Senior Brother Lin, sat cross-legged on the deck and wiped the flying sword in his palm. He didn't raise his head when he heard this, but he still warned:

"But why did this happen? I accompanied Senior Brother Zhong to travel around the world and gained more knowledge and never had any trouble!"

"Senior Brother Zhong..."

Jin Mubai breathed tightly, subconsciously glanced at the Ninth Flying Boat, then quickly turned his eyes away and whispered:

"Senior Brother Lin, according to rumors inside the school, Senior Brother Zhong has the luck of heaven and is a person who will surely achieve enlightenment. Why do we still need help?"

"Do you think Senior Brother Zhong really wants us to help? It was the sect's master who forced him to lead us to increase his experiences. Our magical powers and cultivation are also worthy of helping Senior Brother Zhong?"

After hearing this, Lin Jing put away the flying sword that never leaves his body and glanced at him coldly:

"Look more, talk less, taking good care of these junior brothers is the only one who is serious. If they can become a ten-monarch in this trip, it will be our only contribution..."

“Senior Brother Lin is saying…”

Jin Mubai hurriedly accompanied her with a smile, then glanced over the other end of the deck looking down at the sea of ​​clouds, and shouted.

I caught a glimpse of one of them and felt very disgusted:

"I don't know what Master Xuandan is thinking. He actually took such an old guy into the game. He is not afraid that he will die of old age if he fails to achieve ten years..."

"Shut up!"

Lin Jing's eyelids twitched, lowered his voice, but he still took a look at the Ninth Level of Feizhou.

He was extremely reluctant to go down the mountain this time, not because the patrol envoy was a hard worker, nor was he going to bring trouble with a group of outer disciples who were expected to be in the Shidu.

But because of this senior brother...

Since the sword immortal Nanling topped the top gold list, this senior brother has a very bad temper. The elders in the sect have to avoid it, so he naturally wants to do so.

How to...

At the other corner of the flying boat, a group of outer disciples of Wanshitian Sect are watching the scenery, expressing their feelings and imagining the future.

In the corner, Li Ningyang was leaning on an iron stick and also overlooking the sea of ​​clouds.

But compared to the livelyness of other disciples, where he is, it seems deserted, and few disciples communicate with him, like an invisible barrier that separates them.

"Suck!"

Take a deep breath and pull the big snot back.

Looking at the energetic brothers and brothers, touching their wrinkled old faces, Li Ningyang sighed helplessly and limped towards the cabin.

call!

Suddenly, Li Ningyang was slightly stunned, and felt that the needles were falling around him. He subconsciously raised his head and almost fell to the ground in fright.

A young man with a nine-foot-high hug, handsome eyes and beautiful beard, a restrained breath but still feels very domineering, suddenly appeared on the deck.

For a moment, a needle fell on the flying boat could be heard.

The two true disciples, including Jin Mubai and Lin Jing, also subconsciously held their breath. They were keen to sense and had already noticed the turbulence of their senior brother calming down.

‘Nanling…’

Zhong Lie stood indifferently, but his violently trembling pupils showed a vibration in his heart.

When practicing as his identity, where do you need to do any inspection envoy?

His purpose is to go down the mountain this time in Nanling!

After going down the mountain, he went into seclusion on the flying boat. He just practiced his last magical power to the sixth level, and made great progress in his own efforts...

Then, I saw the news that the Sword Immortal Nanling had topped the top gold list...

"Zhong, Senior Brother Zhong..."

"Since I am a patrolman, why do I keep coming across a big city?"

Zhongli Lie's expression was cold.

"Go back, return to senior brother. Although this Jincai City is in the territory of Qianyuan, it does not belong to any country and does not belong to the jurisdiction of other sects. It is called a city, but it is actually a sect, and it is not included in the inspection..."

It was Lin Jing who replied with a tough bullet.

"Follow me to enter the city!"

Zhongli Lie had no expression on his face.

The other two true masters had to bow their heads and say that although they were both true masters, the gap between them and this senior brother was far greater than that between mortals and them...

Huh ~

With a wave of hand, Lin Jing put away the flying boat, and Zhongli Lie's sleeves were red light like a tide, wrapping up a group of outer disciples and turning into rainbow light to fall outside the city.

"This city is much bigger than Shan Shan!"

Looking down from a high altitude, Li Ningyang didn't feel anything. At this moment, he looked up close and felt that this city was like a mountain with a majestic atmosphere.

The crowds and chariots from all directions made him very friendly.

"There seems to be too many rank masters in this city..."

Lin Jing and Jin Mubai followed. As soon as they landed, their eyebrows couldn't help but frowned.

Although there is no saying that immortals and mortals do not live in the Longquan Realm, normally, there are at most more than a dozen rank masters in a city.

But at this moment, in the sense of the two, the rank masters above the Ten Capitals were probably over a hundred, and they had the breath of Jiuyao...

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Before the two of them finished speaking, they looked at their senior brother at the same time. Zhong Lilie grabbed a master of magic power next to them.

"senior……"

The master of magic power looked pale, and he heard Zhongli Lie say in a deep voice:

"Have you heard of it, Sword Immortal Nanling?"

"ah?"

Perhaps because he was frightened by Zhong Lilie's breath, the master of magical power felt that his eyes were blank, but Lin Jing shook his head and persuaded:

"Senior Brother Zhong, the Nanling has only been born for a few years. Since this person has no key to ten thousand immortals, how could he know..."

"Back, senior, junior, I know, I know this person!"

Unexpectedly, before Lin Jing finished speaking, the master of magical powers had come back to his senses and nodded like pounding garlic, without any concealment:

"The real fire boils the sea of ​​Bibotan, and 80,000 miles to chase and kill the Canglong general! Not to mention the younger generation, even ordinary people know their names!"

"oh?"

"Um?!"

The three true teachings of Wanshitian Sect, together with the outer disciples, all looked at the master of magical powers in surprise.

Sword Immortal Nanling has been in the world twice, once ranked eighth in the Golden List, and once ranked first in the Ten Capitals.

Its reputation is naturally very wide spread, but it shouldn't be so wide, right?

Not everyone has the key to the ten thousand immortals.

"The Nanling Sword Immortal was born for several years. He first killed the Dragon Spirit of Qianshan, then killed the Nine Yao Demon Snake, killed the Dragon King who was entrenched in Bibotan, and chased the Dragon General...

He killed demons and eliminated demons all the way, and was so famous that everyone knew about the Qianyuan Dynasty…”

The master of magical powers recovered and kept talking, and had not stopped talking for a while.

"You said that the sword immortal Nanling is chasing the water-dividing dragon general under the throne of the Hanhai Dragon Lord?!"
To be continued...