Feeling the colorful kitten's body stiffened by the back of its neck, An Qisheng seemed to laugh.

This colorful kitten's way of hiding its shape and hiding its qi is quite clever. Even Tuba and Gongyangyan didn't notice anything unusual, but how could they hide it from him?

An Qisheng looked at it lightly, his eyes peeled away from the outside, and his inner revealed.

His bones, skin, and even the light of his soul, which is invisible to the naked eye, all flashed in his eyes.

This kitten is clearly the one-eyed tiger he saw when he first came to this world, Lord Hushan.

In the breath of the mountains in Mucheng these days, there is this tiger.

It's just that he didn't expect that this tiger would actually have such courage, and after he defeated Qing Wuzhi, an incarnation of the primordial spirit, he would dare to approach.

Or, did the tiger misunderstand what the tree demon got?

An Qisheng has a strange heart.

He naturally knew the grievances between this tiger and the tree demon who perished with Daoist Hongxuan.

A few years ago, the tree demon inadvertently touched under the earth's crust and discovered the underground palace. At the same time, a wisp of demonic energy escaping from the underground palace was also discovered by the tiger.

The latter thought that the former had obtained the treasure, so that both sides were injured in the fight. The tiger was seriously injured for several years, and the tree demon was even worse, and it was reduced to the point of death with Daoist Hongxuan.

'What did he find? No, no, I'm a big demon hiding qi...'

Hushan-jun was a little flustered in his heart.

In the face of a primordial cultivator whose cultivation is far higher than his own, who can not panic?

But in the panic, the greed in his heart was even stronger.

He clearly remembered that the aura of the person in front of him was different from the aura that appeared when the tree demon disappeared before, and the two were most likely the same person!

He can clearly remember that half a year ago that person was not as good as a tree demon!

But at this time, it was so strong!

This had to make him have a greater desire for that 'treasure'.

Therefore, facing the "fierce and terrifying" scrutiny of the Taoist, Hushan Jun also forcibly restrained the panic in his heart, and squeezed out a smile:

"Meow?"

......

The Northwest Road, located in the Great Peripheral Border, next to the North Sea, has a huge territory.

The An Ning one mansion has already led hundreds of millions of people and tens of billions of people, but in the city of one hundred and two prefectures in Youzhou, it is only medium.

On the Northwest Road, there are also Kyushu, and Youzhou is only one of them.

As the center of thousands of prefectures and Kyushu, and the place that billions of people yearn for, the capital city of the Northwest Road is naturally majestic and endless.

It is located on the plain, and it spreads tens of thousands of miles from east to west. Its city walls are towering, and the mountains in the distance are like hills.

Speaking of a city, it would be better to say that it is a country made of huge stones, which is incomparably majestic.

Outside the city, man-made grand canals surround the jade belt, nourishing hundreds of millions of hectares of spiritual fields.

Outside the capital, the spiritual plants stretch endlessly, and every time the wind blows, the fragrance containing the rich spirituality will blow all over the city.

Not to mention eating, just this spiritual energy can prolong life and prevent all kinds of diseases.

Not for anything else, but just to breathe the spiritual energy at close range, countless people go to the spiritual field to help work every day.

The drudgery of being on duty at night has attracted countless people.

And Daocheng is also the place with the largest number of monks in the prefectures.

Not only Brahma Martial Arts, Jing Yesi, Qin Tianjian, such as Tiangangmen, Pingbolou and other prefecture-level sects also have their strongholds here.

All the monks who couldn't bear the asceticism in the mountains gathered in Daocheng.

It has been 50,000 years since the city of Northwest Daocheng was built, and it can be traced back to the beginning of the founding of the Great Xia Dynasty.

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The name of Daocheng is not only because of the city of one road, but also because of the huge number of cultivators.

Unlike other prefectures, prefectures, and counties, there are numerous gathering places outside the Northwest Road City and the stretches of Lingtian.

The population gathered in these many gathering places is no less than the entire Northwest Daocheng, but it is impossible to live in the Daocheng people.

Huhu~

The wind wafts through the clouds.

Above the towering Daocheng city head, the temperature is extremely low, almost exhaling into ice.

On a Taoist platform standing in the wind and cold at the top of the city, the void seemed to have folds and folds, and it subsided in an instant.

Wang Xuangan stepped out of the void, staggered, and almost fell to the ground, with red dripping from the seven orifices of his mouth and nose.

"Finally home......"

Wang Xuangan reluctantly straightened up and let out a long breath. Before the turbid air had gone far, it had turned into ice crystals and fell to the ground.

This platform is only 30 miles in diameter, and it is the transmission platform of Daocheng, which is used for cultivators above Jindan to travel between the cities.

It's just that the taste of traveling through the void is extremely painful. Every time you travel through the void, it will even deplete the lifespan of the cultivation base, and there will be no difference depending on the level of the cultivation base.

Therefore, if it is not necessary, no one will choose to pass through it.

Most of them are sending messages, laws and the like.

"Wang Zhenfu?"

The few monks on duty at the teleportation platform were a little surprised when they saw Wang Xuangan, but they didn't expect that it would be Wang Xuangan.

After the shock, several cultivators all became tense: "Didn't you go to Anning Mansion? Why did you teleport back? But what happened?"

"Fellow Daoists, I'm in a hurry today. If I have time in the future, I'll talk about it later."

Wang Xuangan waved his hand, and without saying much, turned around and walked down the city.

A few cultivators were even more surprised when they saw this. They glanced at each other, but didn't say much.

Going down to the top of the city, the first thing that catches your eye is the tall buildings rising from the ground. Along the sides of the huge and spacious road, it stretches endlessly, and you can't see the end at a glance.

There are many pedestrians, there is a lot of traffic, there are many monks riding spirit beasts, there are no vendors on both sides, and many of the shops sell are also for cultivation.

Without any delay, Wang Xuangan walked through a few streets and came to the residence of Jingye Si on the Northwest Road.

Passing all the way, we entered the inner courtyard of Jingye Si.

It was not until he came to the inner courtyard, a quiet courtyard, that he took a long sigh of relief, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead:

"Xuangan asks to see the master!"

Since he left Longji Mountain, Wang Xuangan has always had a sense of urgency in his heart. With the ability of a great cultivator of the primordial spirit, he can't escape even if he wants to attack.

It was only then that he breathed a sigh of relief.

The 50,000-year-old heritage of the Daocheng in the northwest is not an ordinary soul that can be shaken, even if the Daoist and many masters have gone east to the capital.

"come in."

When Wang Xuangan felt uneasy in his heart, a casual voice came from the courtyard: "Brother Lin, it's not bad."

"This is?"

Wang Xuangan pressed the doubts in his heart and pushed in the door.

The courtyard here looks very small from the outside, but there is a different world inside. Spirit springs from nowhere are poured into the courtyard lake.

In the center of the small lake, there is a small island. On the island, there are spiritual species of flowers and plants, and there are also spiritual fish in the lake.

Full of spirit.

At this time, in a pavilion by the lake, there were two people sitting and playing chess.

A man wearing a green shirt and grey hair is an old Confucian.

The other person was wearing a black star-patterned robe and a purple-gold crown. His complexion was as jade, white and beardless, and his eyes were as deep as the sea of ​​stars.

Seeing his eyes fell towards him, Wang Xuangan took a breath and lowered his head, and saluted respectfully: "Master!"

This black-robed man is actually the master of Jingye of the Northwest Road, Qixuan Zhenyi.

The Great Zhou Dynasty divided the world with various Taos, but it was not completely laissez-faire. Each Taoist Jingye Division also had a supervisory role.

In the system of each Dao and even the entire Great Zhou, the status is extremely high.

The one in front of him is just a master, and he is also the junior brother of the contemporary master of Jingye 'Zhang Fengfu'.

Although he has not yet transformed into a primordial spirit, even the Brahma Martial Daoist must be in awe of three points.

"Ok."

Qi Xuan Zhenyi nodded slightly, glanced at Wang Xuangan casually, and dropped his son: "Brother Lin's chess skills are becoming more and more superb."

"where?"

Lin Xun smiled, but shook his head when he heard the words: "Fellow Daoist Qixuan is good at the general situation, and he doesn't get entangled in the gains and losses of a single piece. In this game, there is still a lot to play!"

"Unfortunately, in the secular world, it's not that easy to play a complete game of chess. Let's keep this game for the time being!"

Qi Xuanzhen put away the chessboard with a flick of his sleeve, and then looked at Wang Xuangan with a calm tone: "I already know everything about Lin Qianlong. If you have nothing else to do, then retreat!"

"Master..."

Wang Xuangan hesitated for a moment, but he still said bravely: "Junior Brother Lin has lost his cultivation base. Even if he is wrong, it should be paid for? That person will not be released, so I will ignore it when I wait?"

He was not surprised that Qi Xuanzhen would know about it.

The Yuanshen-level collision happened in the Northwest Road. If Jing Yesi didn't notice it, then there is no need for it to exist at all.

"Huh? What is your primordial spirit?"

Qixuan Zhenyi seemed to be displeased, and there seemed to be waves in his eyes:

"The word Primordial Spirit comes from the sky! A Primordial Spirit has the ability to become a **** in ancient times. Lin Qianlong took the lead and offended others. Just abolishing one's cultivation is a small punishment and a big commandment. What else do you want?"

His voice was neither high nor low, but Wang Xuangan's heart trembled when he heard it. Before he could finish his words, he was already dripping with sweat~lightnovelpub.net~ bowed his head, unable to utter a word.

"However, Lin Qianlong is my envoy of Jingye Sizhen after all."

Before he finished speaking, Qixuan Zhenyi's attitude changed again, becoming a little milder: "If he encounters misfortune this time, in the future, I will personally go to the ghostly land of Fengdu to find his soul, lead him to rebirth, and then enter the road again. !"

"Master..."

Wang Xuangan lowered his head, smiled bitterly, and bowed respectfully, "Thank you, Master, for Junior Brother Lin."

"Go!"

Qi Xuan Zhenyi stopped talking, waved his hand, Wang Xuan sensed that the world was spinning, and opened his eyes again, he was already out of Jing Ye Si's residence.

"Brother Lin laughed."

After dismissing Wang Xuangan, Qi Xuanzhen shook his head: "I came to this wasteland in the northwest to hide from peace, but I still have no time to spare..."

When Lin Xun heard the words, his eyes flashed and he said with a smile, "Those who are capable will work hard, and Brother Qixuan's Yuanshen is hopeful. He should have grasped yin and yang and mastered the law."

"Cultivation is not for others, this week, I'm tired of waiting..."

Qi Xuanzhen let out a long sigh:

"The murderer who killed Zongzong has not been found, and the Impermanence Palace has appeared again. At this moment, there is another Daoist from Hongxuan! Really, what can I do..."

"Ok?"

Lin Xun's brows suddenly wrinkled, interrupting Qixuan Zhenyi's words, a little surprised: "You, you mean Daoist Hongxuan?"