Mortal Mage

West towards the continent, over the South China Sea.

The flying beast leaned over and dived towards the clouds below. The surrounding mist wrapped in water vapor quickly brushed past its wings.

Zhang Mingxuan was lying on the back of the flying beast and sleeping soundly.

"Don't sleep, it's almost time."

The cool Nascent Soul in his body called out softly.

Zhang Mingxuan rubbed his eyes, yawned first, then squinted and looked down at his feet.

Below the clouds, a vast plain emerged on the ocean, and its outline became clearer and clearer.

"The huge city at the northern estuary is the Imperial City of Xijing."

After hearing this, Zhang Mingxuan lowered his head and looked away, then leaned over the neck and waist of the flying beast under his crotch, and looked out into the distance towards the land of the northern coastline.

On the coast, the ground scenery gradually became clear, and a towering city stood on the edge of a surging river.

"I saw it."

"This is the mortal continent. Beast control and flying will cause unrest among the mortals in the mortal world. We will land outside the city and walk into the city."

"it is good."

Zhang Mingxuan responded, tightly grasped the reins of the Feishe beast and tilted it slightly towards the northwest. The Feishe beast understood what he meant and slightly bent its left wing, and its flying direction deviated from the Xijing city by seven or eight miles.

"Although the spiritual energy here is very thin for cultivators, it is much stronger than your Canglang Realm at that time, and it is more than enough to stabilize the interface."

"Ah."

Zhang Mingxuan circulated his Dantian slightly and found after a little feeling that the spiritual energy here was completely different from that of the Chenfeng Sword Sect and Xijun Demon Continent outside the interface wind belt.

It is the same continent, but outside the wind belt there is a lush spiritual energy, while inside the wind belt it is like a dying tree.

While he was thinking and feeling, he was less than a thousand feet above the ground.

He lowered his head again and could see the people on the ground, as small as ants, working in the fields. He immediately jumped off the shoulder of the Flying Sheep Beast, exchanged a glance with the Flying Sheep Beast, and ordered, "Little lamb, find a place to hide and heal the wound on your leg first. This is Fu Gu San." After Zhang Mingxuan finished speaking, he threw the white porcelain bottle in the storage bag to the Flying Sheep Beast. The Flying Sheep Beast opened its mouth and accurately caught the porcelain bottle. It hummed softly and fell towards a low mountain further north.

Zhang Mingxuan stretched out his hand and grabbed a yellow migration talisman from the storage bag on his waist. He whispered quickly, "Borrow the magic to migrate, escape." As soon as he finished speaking, the migration talisman burned with a loud bang, and Zhang Mingxuan disappeared from the spot immediately.

The north gate of Xijing City, a straight road.

At the towering city gate, peddlers came and went, and a dozen soldiers guarding the city were collecting entry fees from everyone and checking the cargo in the carriages.

"I have the inner palace waist badge in my storage bag."

Qingling transmitted the message.

"Ah."

After hearing this, Zhang Mingxuan responded softly. He first took off Shi Manman's storage bag from his waist and stuffed it into his chest. Then he took out a gold token from another Qingling storage bag on his chest. He held it in his hand and looked at it.

The golden token was spotless, as if it was newly cast. Two eight-clawed dragons were embossed on the edge of the token, and the four large characters "Da Nei Xing" were embossed in the middle. Below the large characters, a row of small characters as big as ants were engraved with extremely delicate craftsmanship. Zhang Mingxuan placed it in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully.

〈Princess Qingling is granted the title of Heaven's Mandate to protect the nation. She is allowed to accompany the emperor, enter and leave the palace, and freely enter and leave the imperial city and the entire Western Dynasty without hindrance. This token is issued to show the honor. All the imperial guards below the deputy commander shall obey your orders.〉

“It seems pretty impressive.”

Zhang Mingxuan raised the corner of his mouth slightly, put the token in his arms, and strode towards the city gate.

"Hey, kid, pay the entrance fee."

A burly soldier holding a spear in his hand stopped Zhang Mingxuan.

"how much is it?"

"Ten texts."

The strong soldier responded calmly.

Zhang Mingxuan reached into the storage bag inside his shirt, a look of embarrassment on his face.

For no other reason, Shi Manman took away the storage ring containing the spirit stones, and took out some weapons and magic tools from the storage bag she left for him, namely the five thousand middle-grade spirit stones, the ten thousand low-grade spirit stones and a small amount of gold.

This small amount of gold is not much compared to the spirit stones, but there are actually three thousand taels of it, which weighs about three hundred kilograms when placed in the storage bag.

He couldn't afford to pay an ounce of gold to enter the city.

"Go, go, go, go"

Seeing Zhang Mingxuan's embarrassed face, Zhuang Bing pushed Zhang Mingxuan away with one hand and shouted, "Don't block Grandpa from doing his job."