[Rebirth] Spiritual Medium of Cultivation of Immortals

The scene in front of Ling Feng was exactly what Nie Xichen asked Shui Jing to record. In order to avoid suspicion, Nie Xichen simply stood behind, seeing Ling Feng's face getting more and more serious, and finally swung his sword angrily and blocked a giant tree in the middle cut off.

Ling Feng put away the mirror and said angrily, "I'm sorry."

Nie Xichen nodded in understanding.

Ling Feng with sharp eyes was about to control the flying sword and was about to leave, Shen Ling said again with some headaches: "He didn't even look at the patterns on the ground carefully."

Nie Xichen called to stop Ling Feng, Ling Feng stopped, and looked at the place where Nie Xichen pointed. Although he was innocent but not stupid, he guessed after seeing this situation and then contacting the things on the water mirror. It's [-] out of [-].

This is a matter within the Tongtian Sect. Tongtian Sect has a good face. Although the matter is important, it is not Nie Xichen, an outsider, who should take care of it. A gust of cold wind blows, the anger fades away, and Ling Feng's mind becomes clear.

"thanks for reminding."

Throwing the flying sword in his hand, Ling Feng rode away with the wind.

The follow-up here is beyond what Nie Yichen and the others can understand. After staying in Tongtianjiao for three days, Qingji Zhenjun came out. His eyes were burning with energy, but just looking at each other, he felt that there were countless secrets hidden in these deep pool-like pupils.

Nie Xichen gave the gift from Master Qinggu to Zhenjun Qingji, who accepted the gift and gave it back.

This is very common among elder cultivators. If you have a good friendship, you will give a top-grade treasure, and if you have a bad friendship, you will give some lower-quality treasures. Xichen took the gift from Zhenjun Qingji in return.

What Qingji Zhenjun gave Nie Xichen was a small umbrella with an unremarkable appearance, and its shape was the most common eighteen bamboo bones in the world. As for the usage of this umbrella, Qingji Zhenjun only said that it contained all kinds of changes. The more mysterious place can only be used by a physique like Nie Xichen.

Nie Xichen had doubts in his heart, but he still put the bamboo bone umbrella away respectfully.

When leaving Tongtian Sect, Fan Qingfeng brought a group of disciples to see Nie Xichen off. Fan Qingfeng looked into Nie Xichen's eyes full of gratitude, and gave Nie Xichen a piece of fine jade before leaving.

The chalcedony has already been produced in the jade, which is extremely high-grade. It is a good choice whether it is forged a little bit for inlaying magic tools or ground into pieces for medicine.

Finally, under the guidance of Shen Ling, Nie Xichen crushed the jade into fine powder, which was used as food for the sword spirit.

After discussing with each other, the two decided to go to Fenglai City first.

The location of Fenglai City is extremely hidden, and there is no special mark on the map. I am afraid that it is a remote town in some corner. Xiaohua revealed some information about Fenglai City to them. Shen Ling and Nie Xichen worked together to deduce that, finally He guessed the location of Fenglai City.

Nie Xichen stepped on the bathing phoenix, and the sword spirit became a hundred times more energetic because of swallowing the good spirit jade, and the flying speed was much faster than before.During the day, they flew quickly on the Yuhuang, and at night they summoned a small boat to reward the Yin-Yang Mirror and slowly moved forward in the boat. It took ten days to arrive at the possible location of Fenglai City.

There are too few records about Fenglai City in the books. This city seems to have lost contact with the world, standing independently and quietly in the corner of Jiuxiao Continent.

The place where Nie Xichen was located was not Fenglai City, but a very ordinary city.

There is not much difference between here and other cities. The cultivators and ordinary people live in different parts of the city. The two found an inn to practice and planned to go to the teahouse to inquire about Fenglai City.

A few cultivators gathered in the teahouse. The way of self-cultivation is not popular in this small town. There are only a few inns and shops for cultivators to rest. When Nie Xichen stepped into the teahouse, the teahouse It was quiet for a moment.

Seeing this situation, Shen Ling felt a little headache, and said: "I always feel that they are very exclusive. Since entering the city, many people have been looking at us constantly."

Nie Xichen entered the teahouse despite all the gazes, sat in the corner, Xiao Zhan came forward tremblingly and asked, "What does this guest officer want?"

Nie Xichen said, "Spiritual tea is fine."

Xiaoer nodded and retreated, instead of carrying tea for Nie Xichen, he approached the shopkeeper to ask something.

Two cultivators at the next table were whispering, and the older one suddenly asked: "Little brother, I think you are hale and hearty, and your eyes are bright. You must be extraordinary. I don't know which cultivator this little brother is By?"

Just as Nie Xichen was about to say something to refuse, he heard shouts coming in from the outside to the inside. A thirteen or fourteen-year-old child broke into the teahouse and said excitedly: "Uncles, we have come to Hidden City for an eternity." The Sword Cultivator of Jianmen!"

More eyes were glued to Nie Xichen's face, and those people looked over one after another, their eyes were so hot that they were about to burn Nie Xichen to death.

Shen Ling said: "Why do they look like they are going to eat you up?"

Nie Xichen couldn't quite understand the customs here, and asked, "Did I do something unintentionally? How do they know that I am from the Qiangu Sword Sect?"

However, anyone who entered or exited a recorded town had to register his or her origin, so as not to cause trouble. Nie Xichen intentionally concealed his identity.

At this moment, another cultivator stepped into the teahouse. Behind that cultivator was a group of cultivators at the Golden Core stage. Their cultivation bases were not too high. The person was about forty years old, with thick eyebrows and big eyes. , with a slightly wider nose and thick lips, very blessed.

When the man saw Nie Xichen, he immediately put on a smiling face and said, "I'm Rui Tianxiang, and I'm paying my respects to the emissary of Qiangu Sword Gate."

"Messenger?" Nie Xichen frowned and said, "When did I say that I belong to the Qiangu Sword Sect?"

Rui Tianxiang smiled reluctantly, pointed to the mural on the wall, and said: "This is the divine sword that we worship every year in the Fengcheng City, and its owner is the sword cultivator of Qiangujianmen."

Nie Xichen looked, only to find a flying sword vaguely painted on the wall of the teahouse, its description was [-]% similar to the Yuhuang that Nie Xichen was carrying behind his back.

Rui Tianxiang ordered the shopkeeper to bring the best spiritual tea, sat down with Nie Xichen, and said, "For thousands of years, the residents of the city have worshiped the model of this sword, how could they admit it wrong. You hold this sword, It must be a cultivator of the Qiangu Sword Gate."

Nie Xichen asked with a sullen face: "Then why don't you worry that I snatched or stole it from Qiangu Jianmen?"

Rui Tianxiang was taken aback, obviously not aware of this: "This, this..."

The person who asked about Nie Xichen's origin snorted, and said, "If the sword of Qiangu Jianmen is snatched or stolen by someone for nothing, it would be a shame to the reputation."

Nie Xichen was still expressionless, so calm that he didn't say a word.

Rui Tianxiang got a little anxious, stopped and said: "He San, don't be rude."

After He San opened his mouth, he became quiet again, and turned his head unwillingly.

Rui Tianxiang is the lord of Cangfeng City. His aptitude is not very good, and his cultivation level is not very advanced, but he has a good way of dealing with people. He manages Cangfeng City in an orderly manner, and is very loved by commoners and cultivators.

Nie Xichen noticed that they had been hiding some secrets, and they were hiding some things, so they discussed with Shen Ling: "I think they look like they want something from me, let's exchange with them, as far as we can. What do you think of helping them obtain news about Fenglai City?"

Shen Ling nodded and said with a smile: "What Xiaochen thinks is good."

Nie Xichen's eyes flickered, a little embarrassed by Shen Ling's teasing.

Before Nie Xichen could ask further about the reason, Rui Tianxiang suddenly saluted Nie Xichen and said: "I also ask the envoy to show mercy and help us."

Nie Xichen then continued, "It doesn't have to be like this, what's the matter, tell us first."

Rui Tianxiang was overjoyed when he heard the words, and went back to his seat. After hesitating for a while, he organized his words and said, "I wonder if your lord has heard of the wind coming to the city?"

Nie Xichen was startled, Shen Ling clapped his hands and said, "That's good, it coincides with each other, and if you listen to what he has to say, maybe you can figure out the location of Fenglai City without any help."

Nie Xichen said truthfully: "I have heard about it a little bit, but I have only heard of this name, and I don't know the details of it."

Rui Tianxiang said with emotion: "Sure enough, he is a cultivator of the Qiangu Sword Gate. This Fenglai City is independent from the entire Nine Heavens Continent, and its geographical location is very remote. But to tell the truth, he is under our feet."

"Under your feet?"

"Yes, this Fenglai City is a city within a city. People in Fenglai City are cursed at birth. Once they leave the underground, they will bring disasters. The sky and the earth will continue to be violent, and the rain will never stop."

Nie Xichen was resistant to this statement, and Shen Ling also said: "Cursed by birth? It's a bit ridiculous."

Rui Tianxiang noticed that Nie Xichen didn't believe what he said, and with a wave of his hand, a long scroll unfolded in front of Nie Xichen.

The picture scroll clearly depicts the scene of the violent wind sweeping in and destroying the entire city.

"This is a magic weapon left by our ancestors. The picture scroll depicts a disaster thousands of years ago. That time, the people of Fenglai City came out of the underground city, and the overwhelming storm almost destroyed the entire Hidden Wind City."

Nie Xichen fixed his eyes on the person in the center of the picture, that person was dressed in a blue Taoist robe, the sleeves of his clothes fluttered in the wind, and the sword in his hand was Yuhuang.

Rui Tianxiang followed Nie Xichen's line of sight and explained: "This is the cultivator who resolved the disaster in Fengcheng City. He drove all the people from Fenglai City into the underground city and surrounded him. A solid ban has been placed, so that they cannot leave there for life. It's just..." Rui Tianxiang frowned tightly, and looked at the drawing on the wall, "The ban has existed for thousands of years, I can't bear it. As time passed, it became weaker, and we vaguely noticed the turmoil in the underground city, and I am afraid that they will be able to break through the restriction and return to the ground in a few days."

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