Rebirth of the Urban Madman

There are 15 major districts in Zhendong Ancient City.

Each major district has a line of saints. In Zhendong Ancient City alone, there have been more than 20 saints. There are countless large clans below the third-class saints.

Among the pedestrians, anyone can be regarded as a local genius before being canonized as a saint.

Daluo and Hunyuan can be seen everywhere.

Qin Hongyi looked around at the scenery in Zhendong Ancient City, which was different from the scenery in the South Region, the East Region, and the Netherworld.

The buildings in Zhendong Ancient City are not those of the immortal palaces. Each building seems to have experienced vicissitudes. Many are even built with immortal wood. This kind of building does not contain any method of refining equipment.

The whole ancient city is full of traces of a long time.

"Is it...repairing?" Qin Hongyi pointed to a place where an immortal holding a wooden ladder climbed up an ancient pavilion and repaired a hole with immortal wood.

"Zhendong Ancient City has a long history among the 81 cities. You cannot use immortal magic in the city. You can only do it like ordinary people!" Qin Xuan smiled faintly: "It's still a bit surprising when you first come here, but if you look at it for a long time, there is nothing strange!"

"After all, you are an immortal. Even if you don't use immortal magic, repairing such a building is just a piece of cake!"

While Qin Xuan was talking, the cave had been repaired.

The immortal walked down the ladder, put it into the jade belt around his waist, and walked into this pavilion.

Qin Hongyi couldn't help but feel interesting, "The 81 ancient cities have been built since the beginning of this era, and they have never collapsed?"

She looked at Qin Xuan. A city, standing in the fairy world, and the center of the entire fairy world, would not fall for more than 30 billion years? This is unimaginable.

"Collapse!? Every million years, the emperor will negotiate with the Heavenly Dao, and the emperor's blood will fall on this ancient city. Over the long years, every ancient city has been infected with the blood of countless emperors. The entire giant city is not an immortal soldier, but its defense can defend against the attack of the emperor even without the emperor's ban."

"However, it can't be said that it has never collapsed. Over the long years, the rebellious creatures challenged the Heavenly Dao, and the anger of the emperor also caused some giant cities to break, but they were only repaired. At least this Zhendong Ancient City can be considered intact."

Qin Hongyi was a little shocked. The emperor's blood fell on the ancient city. This Central Region was indeed beyond her expectations. It was completely different from the other four regions and the underworld.

"Let's go to the teahouse. It's the first time to enter the Central Region. The teahouse is full of good and bad people. Maybe there will be some unexpected gains. If there is no gain, buy some things and leave."

Qin Xuan spoke lightly, holding Hongyi's hand, and walked towards the city.

After walking for nearly three hours, they stopped in front of a gate like the sky.

The entire lintel looked like a fairy jade sculpture, and there was a faint dragon inside.

On the gate, the four characters "Zhendong Teahouse" were written like a fairy writing with ink, revealing a sense of immortality. Just looking at it, people would feel like smelling the fragrance of tea.

Qin Xuan looked leisurely, "Zhendong Teahouse is one of the best in the ancient city of Zhendong. The one who founded this teahouse was a great emperor who became an emperor with tea trees."

"What!?" Qin Hongyi couldn't help but stare at the Zhendong Teahouse.

A great emperor would actually create such a teahouse? This seemed to be very different from what she knew.

In her impression, the great emperors were all high above, overlooking the world, including the few memories in her emperor soul. She once stood proudly in the world, and millions of creatures worshiped her.

Qin Xuan smiled, "The emperor is high above, but who doesn't have some hobbies?"

He pulled Qin Hongyi and walked into the gate of heaven.

Entering the gate of heaven, as far as the eye can see, it is an empty space, with a total of 360 tea tables, and on the side, there are more honorable seats, which are filled with Hunyuan Immortal Tea.

In this Zhendong Teahouse, there are about a hundred people, each sitting at the table. There are not many people in those honorable seats, but each one makes Qin Hongyi's eyes slightly fixed.

She looked at one of the women who was drinking tea alone. There was a faint three-leaf holy pattern between her eyebrows, which even made Qin Hongyi feel a little oppressive.

The woman seemed to notice Qin Hongyi's gaze, slightly sideways, and glanced at Qin Hongyi lightly.

A faint pressure pressed on Qin Hongyi.

The power of the semi-saint made Qin Hongyi frown slightly. She snorted and ignored the woman.

This person was a little stronger than the Ye Ming Immortal Venerable she had seen before, but not much different from Luo Hei Jiao in the Netherworld.

She had already entered the sixth level of Hun Yuan, and this kind of pressure was nothing to her.

Qin Xuan glanced at the woman indifferently, with a hint of green light in his eyes. In an instant, the woman's face changed slightly, and the pressure on her body receded like a tide.

"Immortal lineage!? " She murmured, looking at the tea in the cup.

Just then, a woman in colorful clothes came slowly.

On her wrist, there were several pieces of tea leaves of different colors, exuding a refreshing fragrance.

"You two, are you going to the table or the table! ? " The woman looked at Qin Xuan with a smile.

"Chief!" Qin Xuan said lightly.

The woman was not surprised, and immediately took Qin Xuan to the front of the teahouse.

There was a jade body, an ancient wood table, and even a gurgling water on the table, teapots and wooden utensils, all available.

Not only that, from this side, you can see the entire Zhendong Teahouse at a glance, which is quite noble.

Qin Xuan and Qin Hongyi sat here, and he slowly said: "Half a pot of Ningxin bitter tea, half a pot of Wudao holy tea, in addition, Baiwei fairy fruit, Longkui emperor. "

The woman bowed and left after hearing this.

In the Zhendong Teahouse, some creatures noticed Qin Xuan and Qin Hongyi.

"Someone became the chief? Tsk tsk, I wonder which great clan's bloodline he is from. To be the chief, one must have a million immortal coins!"

"One million immortal coins, used to drink tea, is a refined hobby!"

"Is he a direct descendant of the Saint Clan? I have never seen this person in the Zhendong Ancient City! "

Some discussions slowly arose, but Qin Xuan did not look at anyone.

After a while, two pots of tea were placed on the table of Qin Xuan and Qin Hongyi.

One pot was made of wood, with a picture on it, as if a city scene was carved in great detail.

One pot was made of jade, and you could see inside, emitting a hazy glow.

Qin Xuan took the jade pot and poured a cup for Qin Hongyi.

"Try it, this holy tea for enlightenment can be called a product for entering the sainthood, and it will be quite beneficial for your understanding and breakthrough!" Qin Xuan said with a smile, and then he poured a cup of bitter tea with a wooden pot and took a sip.

There was a leisurely look in his eyes.

"I haven't tasted it for a long time. Once, it was Bofa who brought me here. "He remembered an old friend who was the son of a saint in the Zhendong Ancient City. He had a good relationship with him before he became a saint.

This person was also one of the saints under the Dao Court in the Qingdi Palace.

"Speaking of which, if there is no big change, he should also be in the Zhendong Ancient City!"

If there was nothing to do, he was going to leave. Qin Xuan was slightly interested and looked towards the north of the Zhendong Ancient City.