Unlimited Adventures

Above the water surface, the effect of Xuanhu's soil law was greatly reduced, and the speed of the magic boat naturally slowed down. It took a long time to cross this water.

Xiang Yang estimated that this Sanqingze area is at least 10,000 miles in radius.

It had entered the night and traveled for a thousand miles, and suddenly a little bit of stars appeared on the horizon in front of him. The strangest thing was that there was a dark patch of stars, and there seemed to be a clear dividing line that opened the sky.

It was only a little closer to discover that they turned out to be two huge cities, built on the hillside, one on each side, and the dark place in the middle was a plain that was hundreds of miles wide.

"That's the mountain pass at the original place of Sanqing!" Xuanhu pointed forward, and then gestured behind him: "If you add this Wanli Lake and the grassland in front of the Qitian Mountains, this plain is no better than the Jiuding Fairy Gate. How small is the deciduous plain where it is!"

"How many barbarians can be accommodated in such a large place... plus this mountain pass, no wonder it will become the main attack area of ​​the barbarians, but with the power of the monks, why not directly block this mountain pass? Isn't it possible to do it once and for all, and to reduce a lot of defensive pressure?"

Xiang Yang faced forward and looked at the huge mountain pass in the distance, quite curious.

Xuanhu smiled and said: "Hehe, those guys have a lot of muscles, and they want to break through here every time, but there are too many people to make a battle. The royal family will arrange some small tribes to attack other places. Blocked here, they punished the troops, the whereabouts are more difficult to figure out, but it is not easy to defend..."

"Aren't there a few clever people in the Barbarians? How could it be so stupid..." Xiang Yang felt that something was wrong the more he thought about it, but he couldn't figure out anything.

I'm afraid the secret is very deep.

Xiang Yang frowned, and there was a faint smell coming from the air. The front convenience was the mountain pass. It should have been the place with the best air circulation. How could there be such a smell?

The two cities didn't seem to be far away, but at the speed of the ark, they still flew for an hour before they got closer, and the smell became stronger and stronger.

Looking at the huge building in front of him, Xiang Yang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

It's too big...

The whole city encloses a huge mountain peak. The outermost city wall alone is nearly a thousand meters high, and there are several roads inside. Above the city wall, there is a pile of bonfires burning every ten meters, meandering. And then, the blazing fire pierced the night, and I don’t know that there were tens of thousands of thousands. The tall buildings were built on the mountain, until the clouds were nowhere to be seen. The stars are the lights from the bonfires and buildings. By.

There are two such cities. In the middle of the two cities, a urn city with a width of several tens of miles, a thickness of several miles, and a height of hundreds of meters is built, spreading along the foot of the mountain, and in the center is a plain that is hundreds of miles wide. zone.

Whether it is on the wall or in the Urn City, there are countless monks wearing uniform uniforms wandering around, all of them are extraordinary. Xiang Yang used his spiritual sense to investigate a little, and three or four of the ten were monks in the Yuan Ying period. There are three or four remaining pill formation periods, and even rank nine monks. Looking at the scale of these two cities, wouldn't it be necessary to have tens of thousands of infants staying here?

Thinking that there are only a few Yuan Ying monks in the entire Fuyu Sect, Xiang Yang couldn't help being speechless.

Although it is late at night, there are still a lot of people here. From time to time, there are cloud boats coming from far away and falling on the berth in the city. The monks of their own come forward to inquire, and they can enter the city after checking, but Xuanhu is ten. One of the chiefs naturally did not need to report, and Fa Zhou headed directly towards the highest point of the city, passed through thin clouds and mist, and landed in front of a green brick and green tiled building.

"The ancestor of Yuhai of this sect is here. He has learned the news of the battle and is waiting for you. The ancestor is the previous sect master of Xianzong, and he is highly respected in the sect. The ancestors were also in the chaos thousands of years ago. He is one of the ten commanders. He took the lead, fought three Wushan barbarians one by one, and fought for three days to protect the defense line of Tianchi Peak. The monks of North China are grateful for his contributions, such as Chifeng has been renamed Yuhaifeng today. In 2015, no more than ten place names were renamed due to personal merits. This is one of them."

Xuanhu received the Dharma ark, took Xiang Yang towards the inside, and smiled at him as he spoke: "Your contribution this time can be said to benefit all sentient beings. I think I will receive this honor in the future, that is. It is truly famous!"

Fight against three barbaric emperors alone? Xiang Yang respected the ancestor of Yuhai.

He has encountered many Northern China masters. Except for a few such as Lei Zhen, they are basically magnanimous people. Although the competition in this world of immortality is cruel, most of the cultivators are still able to defend the avenue. It's not easy.

When I entered the gate, I saw a shimmering lake. It was a small lake. Under a simple pavilion in the middle of the lake, an old man was sitting on it, looking at the two with a smile.

"Meet the ancestors! This is Xiaoyou Xiang, who is now enshrined by Xianzong..."

Xuanhu was very respectful to this old man, bowed and saluted as soon as he entered the door. Xiang Yang always respected such an old man and worshiped with him.

"Well, I really am a good boy! Not bad, come here, and drink a few glasses with me first... This is the prize I won from the wife of Miki a few days ago, what a good thing!"

The ancestor of Yuhai is a ferocious old man with owl eyes and tiger kisses, and a long scar on his left face. He is tall and dressed in a water-blue linen robe. His washing has turned pale, as viewed by Xiang Yang. , This robe is just a piece of ordinary clothing, not a magic weapon at all.

Compared with his appearance ~www.wuxiaspot.com~, his voice is extremely clear, like a wave of water, and the person who smells it is refreshing.

After a word, there are lots of lotus leaves floating in the lake, overlapping and spreading to the side of the pavilion. . .

"Two days ago, the little lunatic Lei Zhen came, and he has been jumping up and down these days, saying that he wants to get some justice for the two little boys who sharpen the sword..." Yu Hai said with a smile while fiddling with the tea set in front of him. With the words: "Little guy, you are very ruthless, that is the pinnacle of the two Three Tribulations, and the sword three is probably the end, but the sword five kid is very hopeful to be promoted to the true monarch..."

Xuanhu looked at the two in surprise and listened to the ancestor's tone. He seemed to be sure that the two real people were under Xiang Yang's hand? How is this possible. . .

Xiang Yang played with the ordinary celadon bowl in front of him, smiled and said: "Old ancestors, as the saying goes, they can't live by themselves. They are blamed for themselves, no wonder who."

"Haha, I'm right, I have eyes and no beads, who is the blame? Come on, pour it for you..." Yu Hai laughed, picked up the teapot, and poured a full bowl directly into Xiang Yang, then raised his head. Suddenly there was a divine light flashing in the eyes that seemed a little dim: "How are those adults now?"