King of the Fairy City

"Wu Yan...can't become an immortal."

Linghu Zuo looked at the direction Ye Mo left, and his mind moved. The door slammed shut, and then he shook his head and chuckled. He felt that Ye Mo was too arrogant. Even old monsters like him who had lived for so long did not dare to speak out. , and even some older monsters. Who dares to say that they can easily become immortals? Do you think becoming an immortal means eating and drinking?

"Senior Bingying, what do you think?"

Lord Linghu suddenly said this.

A half-illusory and half-real figure emerged from beside the Linghu Zun, wearing a black cloak that covered his whole body. It was the Ice Shadow Zun.

"Are you talking about your return this time, or your opinion of this son, or what you think of what he just said."

The Ice Shadow Lord smiled and asked lightly, with some deep meaning.

"Let's talk about it."

The Linghu Lord pondered for a moment and said.

"Let me talk about what this person just said. In the Yuanying stage... I don't say how thoroughly I understand the journey of cultivating immortals, but I no longer have the perspective of a low-level monk. You must know that the higher the cultivation level, the more awe and respect for this way. add."

"And what you said just now, although it is indifferent, not sarcastic, not ridiculing, but this attitude will only make people feel that it is more fierce and deeper than sarcasm and ridicule, and this boy is not a bit young. A person’s impulse is enough to reveal his character.”

The Ice Shadow Master analyzed it carefully.

"The last sentence doesn't count?"

Lord Linghu also chuckled.

Lord Bingying shook his head with a smile and said: "When ordinary young people are stimulated by this, they will focus on their own strength and impressing you. What they say will not be like this. His mind is always on Yan'er. There is no trace of distraction on the girl’s body.”

"He is very good to Yan'er, but unfortunately his cultivation and qualifications are too poor. Although I heard that he had visions when he was going through the tribulation, it was probably not caused by him. I don't believe in anyone who talks about being a genius in cultivating immortals."

The Linghu Lord nodded slightly, which was a hint of recognition of Ye Mo's own character and attitude.

Hearing this, Lord Bingying shook his head again and said: "I wasn't around when he and Yan'er went through the tribulation, but I also know that there must be other reasons. Although I can guess some of the reasons, but did I promise Yan? That girl can’t let it out. I can only say that this child has extraordinary luck and may actually become a powerful person, or even have a chance to become an immortal.”

"Senior, do you think so highly of me?"

Lord Linghu looked slightly solemn and asked solemnly.

Seeing Lord Bingying nodding, Lord Linghu lowered his eyes, looking at the extremely frozen black ice on the ground, and began to think silently.

After a long time, Lord Linghu smiled bitterly and said: "Forget it, don't think about it so much. It's the imperial family who have the final say in this Ice Lotus Palace, and it's not me. I can't decide what I think. In this case, senior and mother-in-law Sir, let’s talk about it, Ling’er.”

"They may not listen to what I say."

The Ice Shadow Lord smiled to himself and shook his head.

"Senior, don't be angry. Your seniority is well-known in the entire Fairy City Alliance. How dare Ling'er and my mother-in-law be rude to you."

Linghu Zunzuo said hurriedly.

Smiling slightly and waving his hands, Lord Bingying stopped continuing the topic and said instead: "Yan'er has really entered the spirit world? That girl Qingyan is not here, and only that girl Ling'er can deal with the old people in the spirit world. Monster?"

"It doesn't matter, our Ice Lotus Palace will have a most powerful old man return, and at this moment, in the Ice Lotus Palace in the spiritual world, there is also a mysterious guest who is regarded as a guest of our palace. This person's identity is mysterious and legendary. Some time ago, The shock in Nian Beiming was caused by this position. Senior, you are guarding Yan'er, so you don't know."

Lord Linghu was obviously extremely happy. Ice Lotus Palace had now become the leader of the sect, surpassing Tiandao Sect.

"What does this have to do with Yan'er entering the spirit world?"

Bing Yingzun's face condensed, and he grasped the key point and asked.

"Worship this person as my teacher! Once successful, Yan'er will be as I said. Even the strongest will never be a problem. The goal is... to become an immortal!"

Linghu Zun's eyes flashed and he was full of confidence.

The Ice Shadow Master couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. He was deeply aware of the mystery and power of this person, but he didn't dare to ask more questions and could only guess secretly.

…

Spiritual world.

Somewhere in the far north, fierce storms and snow swept across the sky and earth, covering hundreds of thousands of miles of land tightly. The weather under the extreme freeze was extremely cold, no worse than the ice and snow in Beiming.

In the heavy snow that filled the sky, two figures were shrouded in magic shields, flying through the sky like a rainbow.

Huangfu Yan had now changed into a completely different outfit. Her long hair was pulled up high into her temples, and she wore an extremely delicate ice crystal lotus flower. A snow-colored lotus flower was branded on her forehead, which changed with the movement of her magic power. Closed and bloomed.

Wearing a flame-like scarlet skirt with a snow-colored gauze as thin as a cicada's wings, she has a cold and noble temperament, just like the supreme queen in the ice and snow.

She glanced at the place, feeling familiar yet unfamiliar.

Familiar because she had been there when she was a child, strange because she has not been back for many years, and many details have changed beyond recognition.

Speaking of which, the space in these auxiliary worlds is not smaller than that of the auxiliary worlds, and is even a little higher in level. There are endless treasures of heaven and earth, and a top-notch environment, which allows monks above the gods to practice safely without worrying about slowing down the progress of their cultivation. question.

But space is just space, not a real auxiliary world. Its existence is completely dependent on the auxiliary world, which is essentially millions of times worse.

This is why the demons of the East Demon Ancient Realm have always coveted the human territory.

In addition to the East Demon Ancient Realm, there are three other spaces, namely the Spirit Realm, the Underworld, and the Demon Realm.

The Spirit Realm is located in the North Sea and belongs to the Spirit Clan; the Underworld is located in the West Ghost Continent and belongs to the Ghost Clan; the Demon Realm is located in the South Demon Continent and belongs to the South Demon Sects.

However, among the four realms, only the Demon Realm and the Spirit Realm are not purely occupied by a single force.

The Demon Realm is a place where the South Demon Sects and a very small number of ancient barbarians who have always lived in the Demon Realm coexist.

In the Demon Realm, at least the South Demon Sects still occupy most of the territory. Although they are latecomers, they are also the main family, but this is not the case in the Spirit Realm.

The Spirit Clan has not declined. It is extremely difficult for the Eight-Series Spirit Clan to be promoted from spiritual creatures to spirit clans, but they have a long life span, so there are not many spirit clans, sitting on the North Sea and the Spirit Realm.

In the past, whether it was the Heavenly Dao League or the Heavenly Demon League, they all went to the South Demon.

Since the two largest forces of the human race fell out, the two have separated. The cultivators of the Tiandao League collectively moved to Beiming and reached a consensus with the spirit race to coexist in Beiming and the spirit world.

Unfortunately, the human race is an outsider after all. It can still occupy a large amount of territory on the Beiming continent, but it is not so strong in the spirit world. The powerful spirit race is everywhere, and the cultivators of the Immortal City Alliance can only occupy a small part of the territory. They are guests, not the host.

And this place is hundreds of thousands of miles in radius, which is the territory allocated to the Binglian Palace by the spirit race. More than ten years ago, this territory was only more than 100,000 miles in radius, but now it has been given several times more territory. All because of that mysterious person...

"Mother, why do you want to bring your daughter into the spirit world? With the resources of Beiming, your daughter can catch up with the geniuses of various families."

Huangfu Yan pursed her cherry lips and asked softly to a beautiful woman in her thirties beside her.

This beautiful woman is four or five points similar to Huangfu Yan, and they dress similarly. The two look like sisters, except that the beautiful woman is plumper and full of mature charm, which is far beyond the reach of a young woman like Huangfu Yan.

This beautiful woman is Huangfu Yan's biological mother, the Taoist partner of Linghu Zunzuo, and the real power palace master of the entire Binglian Palace - Huangfu Ling'er.

Huangfu Ling'er looked cold. Hearing this, she glanced at Huangfu Yan and said coldly: "Miss that wild boy? Linghu and I have discussed it. We can't give him no chance. As long as he can become the strongest, I won't oppose you two, but I don't think highly of you, so you don't need to dream."

"The strongest..."

Huangfu Yan's delicate body trembled, and she suddenly became a little flustered.

She heard Ye Mo say that she had reached the peak of the spirit transformation in her previous two lives, but then there was no result. Can she reach it in this life?

"Mother, am I your daughter or a chess piece?"

Huangfu Yan has always been strong, but her eyes are hazy at this moment, and she asked Huangfu Ling'er in a hoarse voice.

"What nonsense, you are naturally my daughter, and everything I do is for your own good."

Huangfu Ling'er's eyes turned cold, and she said sternly.

With a bitter smile, Huangfu Yan said: "For my own good? It's like catching a fish out of the water, and then you say it's for its growth and not being trapped by the water? Being so kind is tantamount to pushing others into the abyss... No wonder you and your father are strangers. In order to become an immortal, you really don't care about anything."

"Shut up!"

Huangfu Ling'er shouted, raised her hand and waved a snow light, which immediately imprisoned Huangfu Yan, and then without saying a word, she sped up and moved forward. Not long after, she came to a continuous snow mountain.

Ignoring the greetings of the disciples around her, Huangfu Ling'er wrapped Huangfu Yan all the way into the depths of the Ice Lotus Palace in the Spirit Realm, and came to a small snow-capped mountain. At the foot of the snow-capped mountain, a brand new black ice monument was erected: Forbidden Land!

Walking through the narrow path, Huangfu Ling'er ran into the snow-capped mountain headfirst, and the next moment, she appeared in a narrow tunnel. She didn't care and continued to move forward. After turning a few corners, she arrived at a closed quiet room.

The door of the quiet room opened with a rumble, and an old voice came at the same time: "Is this your daughter?"

"Yes, I will trouble you to take care of me in the future."

Huangfu Ling'er's beautiful face melted away the ice and snow, and she smiled gently.

"From now on, this seat and she are master and disciple, why talk about these."

The old voice said lightly.

Huangfu Ling'er's eyes flashed with excitement, and she suppressed her joy and bowed to the junior, saying: "Then the junior will take his leave."

No more sound came out of the dark and deep door.

Huangfu Linger untied the restraint on Huangfu Yan and gave her a look. Huangfu Yan smiled bitterly and stepped into the dark doorway, looking back every three steps. With the rumbling sound, the Xuanbing door closed tightly.

Huangfu Linger did not linger at all, with cold eyes, turned around and left the place.

At this time, Huangfu Yan only felt that the surroundings were pitch black. Even if she was a cultivator with profound cultivation, a pair of eyes was useless. After trying, she found that even her spiritual sense was useless. What she detected was also darkness.

"Your name is Huangfu Yan?"

When she was at a loss, a completely different voice from the old voice just now suddenly came to her ears, which startled Huangfu Yan to turn around and look.

As soon as she turned around, the surroundings suddenly became bright at the same time, but there was no light source.

Huangfu Yan did not notice these, she was stunned by the person in front of her.

The voice she heard just now outside the door was clearly that of an old man, very old and vicissitudes of life, and at this moment, sitting cross-legged on the ice couch not far away was a pale-faced young man in his twenties.

"Senior?"

Huangfu Yan asked tentatively, cautiously.

The young man's pale face showed a bit of sickness, and he smiled slightly and said: "Huangfu Yan... You look quite similar to your mother. When I first saw your mother, I almost mistook her for an old friend. You are the same."

"After careful calculation, I realized that I recognized the wrong person. She is her, how could she be here? Although your surnames and appearances are very similar, it should be due to projection."

The young man seemed to be talking to Huangfu Yan, but also seemed to be talking to himself.

Seeing Huangfu Yan's silence, the young man didn't care and said, "You should have heard your mother say that you will become my disciple. I will try my best to teach you what I have learned in my life. If you can learn 50%, it is not a problem to become the strongest. As for whether you can become an immortal, you have to fight for it."

Having said this, Huangfu Yan had no other choice. After hesitating for a few breaths, he knelt down and kowtowed three times and nine times to pay homage to his master: "Disciple Huangfu Yan, I pay homage to my master."

After kowtowed, Huangfu Yan did not get up without the master's permission. At this time, she fixed her eyes and saw that under the black ice couch under the young man, there was a long black object sealed. It looked like a flying sword weapon, which was very blurry.

"Okay, okay, from now on, you, Huangfu Yan, are my second personal disciple, and also my closed disciple."

The young man looked happy and smiled faintly with his hands clasped.

A young man in his twenties, but his manners and conversation are like an old man who has lived for who knows how many years, which is really weird. What's even weirder is that the young man actually wanted to stroke his beard, but when his hand was empty, he suddenly remembered that he didn't have a long goatee at this time.

"Second disciple? Disciple has a senior brother?"

Huangfu Yan was a little surprised. In the past few days, she had heard her mother and the seniors talk about this senior. It seems that his origin is amazing. Even the venerable seat wants to worship him, but this person is disdainful...

Huangfu Yan couldn't help but wonder, who on earth can worship under such an existence?

When the young man heard Huangfu Yan's words, he was a little absent-minded for a while. He looked up slightly at the void, his eyes were extremely vicissitudes, and he sighed softly: "I don't know how far he has gone in the fairy world, or he has fallen."