Mind Cultivation Record

"Brother Xiao, what are you doing..."

"Shut up!"

Interrupting Ding Kaishan's words, Xiao Mian's whole body tensed up, his mind was highly concentrated, and he carefully analyzed his own situation and his escape plan.

In fact, to be honest, it was not the first time that Xiao Mian had dealt with Jindan masters. From far away, there was Duan Tianwei, the Jindan garrison in Lingchuanfang City, and from nearby, there was the shadow servant of Yuan Yan, the ancestor who intended to assassinate him that night. Even Xiao Mian's own master Leng Ningyu was a genuine Jindan master. Therefore, Xiao Mian was not unfamiliar with the momentum of Jindan masters. But familiarity was familiarity, once the overwhelming momentum of Jindan masters enveloped him, even Xiao Mian could only wait to be killed and close his eyes to die.

Slightly sideways, Xiao Mian's eyes were fixed on a piece of ground three feet in front of him.

More and more strong spiritual energy fluctuations were rising from under the ground, and Xiao Mian felt more and more pressure. Xiao Mian was more and more certain that there must be a Jindan strongman or a powerful existence with the same combat power as the Jindan strongman lurking under the ground.

Could it be that the Bai family finally planned to tear their faces apart and use the Jindan strongman to deal with himself and Ding Kaishan, two foundation-building cultivators?

Just as Xiao Mian was shocked and frightened, and puzzled, Ding Kaishan had already discovered the strangeness of the ground.

"Huh?" After being shocked, Ding Kaishan suddenly thought about something, and then tentatively asked: "May I ask if it's Uncle Yan, the 'Earth Dragon'?"

Xiao Mian was stunned when he heard this. Could it be that Ding Kaishan actually knew the other party?

With a "bo" sound, a crack appeared on the ground that was originally as smooth as a mirror, and then the ground within a radius of three feet was instantly covered with crisscrossing cracks. The next moment, as Xiao Mian and Ding Kaishan were on guard, the broken soil splashed everywhere, and along with the splashing soil, a figure flew out from the ground and stopped in the air.

Looking closely, Xiao Mian found that it was a dwarf who was only three feet tall!

However, Xiao Mian did not dare to be negligent at this time, because the dwarf who flew up from the ground was surging with powerful spiritual energy fluctuations that were no less than Leng Ningyu. Obviously, this uninvited guest was a Jindan strongman!

"It's Uncle Master Yan! Junior Farmer Ding Kaishan has met Uncle Master!" Obviously, Ding Kaishan also saw this Uncle Master Yan for the first time, but he thought he had heard of the dwarf Jindan in front of him, and the other party's special body shape made him so sure. Hearing Ding Kaishan's words, Xiao Mian was naturally relieved. Hearing Ding Kaishan's words, he expected that the Jindan cultivator who could be called "Uncle Master" by Ding Kaishan was also from the Farmer's School, so he also greeted him with a bow. The Jindan cultivator in the air looked at the two of them, and then asked Ding Kaishan: "Are you Ding Kaishan? Humph! If I had known you were so lucky, I wouldn't have bothered to take this job! Since you have entered Wanzongyuan, take care of yourself!" After saying this, before Xiao Mian and the others could react, the Jindan cultivator jumped into the ground and disappeared, leaving Xiao Mian and the others staring at each other in bewilderment. "Brother Ding, is this... this senior really the Master Yan you mentioned?"

"This... I think so! Master Yan's full name is Yan Yan, nicknamed Earth Dragon, he is a high-level Jindan cultivator, his earth-walking skills are superb, even ordinary Yuanying cultivators may not be able to stop him. Although I have not seen him in person, but his physique is special, I don't think I will make a mistake. And from what Master Yan said just now, it seems that he left Wanzongyuan specially to pick you and me up, but why did he retreat so anxiously when he saw the two of us? It's really strange..."

When saying this, even Ding Kaishan himself found it incredible.

Xiao Mian didn't think so much, as long as the person who came was not a Jindan cultivator from the Bai family, it was a great fortune. As for Yan Yan who came and left, Xiao Mian was too lazy to care. Of course, even if he wanted to care, he couldn't. Although Yan Yan's appearance was not impressive, he was a genuine high-level Jindan cultivator. Even ten Xiao Mians would not be enough to beat him!

After this false alarm, the two decided to rush to the original main city of Wanzong in one go. Although Ding Kaishan had said it with certainty before, if the Bai family really put down their old face and sent out Jindan cultivators to deal with the two of them, there would be no place to argue.

At that moment, the two of them identified the direction and sped away.

It was a distance of thousands of miles, and it would only take Xiao Mian and Ding Kaishan three days and nights.

Early that morning, Xiao Mian looked at the huge city on the horizon in the distance, which could no longer be described as magnificent, and was speechless for a long time.

Under the shining of the morning sun, a long strip like a golden ribbon stretched across the horizon from north to south. At a glance, there was no end to the north and south; above the golden ribbon, there were three towering peaks like sword blades, floating in the air; above the three peaks, there was a magnificent palace looming, dominating this world.

Not to mention Xiao Mian, who saw this scene for the first time, even Ding Kaishan, who had originally walked out of Wanzongyuan, was excited to see the huge city under the morning sun.

The source of Wanzong, the city of Wanzong!

That is the main city of Wanzongyuan, and it is the holy place in the hearts of the casual cultivators of Nanyuezhou.

After looking at it from a distance, the two of them almost walked towards the huge city in front of them at the same time.

But as the old saying goes, if you look at the mountain, you will die. Although the huge city seems to be right in front of you, it is quite far away when you really move forward. Although Xiao Mian and Ding Kaishan did not fly at full speed, their speed was not slow. Even so, they flew for more than an hour before arriving at the gate of this huge city.

It was during this hour that Xiao Mian realized the majesty of the giant city more and more deeply. When the two of them stood under the gate of the giant city, they looked up. The city wall, which was originally like a ribbon, had to be looked up to see. The high edge, a rough estimate, the city wall is probably not more than a hundred feet high. If placed in the secular world, it would be no more than an ordinary hill, but here, it is only the height of the city wall. The entire city wall is made up of huge yellow adobe bricks. It winds and stretches to the north and south, as if it is a golden wall that separates the two sides of the earth.

Besides, the city gate is thirty feet high, ten feet wide, and one foot thick. It looks like it is made of gold. Three big characters are engraved on the top of the city gate - Chaoyang Gate!

"This is Chaoyang Gate, one of the three eastern gates among the thirteen gates in the main city."

Seeing that Xiao Mian didn't ask questions, but looked attentively, Ding Kaishan led Xiao Mian into the city and started to explain.

Through Ding Kaishan's explanation, Xiao Mian had a rough understanding of the holy land in the minds of casual cultivators, but it also made Xiao Mian even more shocked and inexplicable.

The main city of Wan Zongyuan is called "Wan Zong City", with a radius of nearly a thousand miles and an area of ​​millions of hectares. The city is divided into nine areas according to the nine-square grid, which are controlled by nine major schools. In each area, there are several There are thousands of sects of different sizes; the city wall is hundreds of feet high and thousands of miles around; there are twelve gates in total, three in each direction, each with a main gate and two auxiliary gates; the main gate is usually closed, but only It is only opened on the first and fifteenth day of every month to welcome pilgrims from all over the world. The eight auxiliary gates are commonly used on weekdays. The Chaoyang Gate that the two people walked through is one of the two auxiliary gates in the east.

After delivering one hundred low-grade spiritual stones to each of them, the two were able to enter Wan Zong City.

"Why does Brother Ding have to pay the city fee when he comes back?" Xiao Mian was curious when he saw that Ding Kaishan also paid a hundred low-grade spiritual stones. Ding Kaishan smiled and said nothing, and then passed the city gate. He asked back, "Brother Xiao, do you think it's expensive to enter the city?"

"To be fair: a hundred low-grade spiritual stones are not expensive!"

"It's certainly not expensive for you and me, but it's not cheap for those casual cultivators who don't have much financial resources. Besides, Brother Xiao probably doesn't know how many people come and go in Wan Zong City every day, right? I won't scare you if I tell you. Nearly ten thousand monks!”

"What!? Isn't that just one million low-grade spiritual stones?"

Although he had been mentally prepared for a long time, Xiao Mian was still shocked when he heard Ding Kaishan's words: earning one million low-grade spiritual stones in one day, this is robbery!

"Fortunately, there is a fee to enter the city, and it is free to leave the city. But even so, the entry fee alone is enough for the three sects and nine schools to make a lot of money! It only hurts the lowest-level casual cultivators, especially those who are engaged in collection and support. Type monks often need to go out of the city to collect the required raw materials, so they must think carefully every time they enter or leave Wanzong City! "

When he said this, Ding Kaishan looked disapproving. Obviously, although he was a member of the Nongjia stream, one of the nine streams, he was not satisfied with the current situation in Wan Zongcheng.

"Isn't this city of ten thousand sects the best city in the world?" Xiao Mian just sighed and stopped worrying about the so-called city entry fee. It was just Xiao Mian's thoughtful words that caused a stir. Before Ding Kaishan could reply, a soft voice came from a shadow beside the city gate: "Tsk! Ignorant! How dare Wan Zongcheng call himself No. 1 in the world? To say it is No. 3 in the world is to praise it!”

As soon as he said this, Xiao Mian's expression changed slightly, and even Ding Kaishan couldn't help but stop and stared at the shadow with an unkind expression...