Xian Ao

As night fell, Yu Zecheng came to Dongfu City. This city was developed entirely with the help of Dan Zong. It was formed by the descendants of Dan Zong disciples who had no spiritual roots and could not cultivate immortals gathered here.

Yu Zecheng drove his speeding car here, put the speeding car away, and from a distance, he saw a long river running across it in front of everyone. The rushing river water carries sparkling waves, like a big river rushing out of the endless forest sea. This river is the Maogong River. There are many sailboats on the water surface, and many people on the water are fishing and catching shrimps. It is not lively.

On the other side of the river, deep in a green plain, a city shrouded in clouds and mist could be seen standing tall. Yu Zecheng took a quick look and saw the majestic city, his eyes lit up and his heart felt very comfortable.

Fully 100,000 people gathered here in this city, with a radius of dozens of miles. The outer walls of this majestic giant city are made of huge basalts. The walls built of purple-red basalt are more than 40 feet high, which can be called majestic. . The buildings inside are also tall and magnificent, with strange styles.

The magnificent palace, exquisite cornices, antique style, majestic and magnificent. The tall and wide city gate was bustling with people coming and going.

This red city wall is the base, and the supreme and profound talismans are connected to form an array. The formations are layer upon layer. During the development process of these three thousand years, I don’t know how many formation restrictions have been set up. Affected by these formations, the Dongfu City is covered by clouds and mist, and everything is looming and difficult to distinguish.

This place is prosperous, because it is backed by the Dan Sect and has the largest medicinal material market in Liuzhou and even in Western Chu. Countless immortal cultivators come here to sell the spiritual herbs and elixirs they take. Countless immortal cultivators and mortals are here again, buying elixirs and returning to their hometowns.

As the sun sets in the west, it is almost dusk, but in front of the city gate covered by clouds and mist, it is still bustling with people coming and going.

Yu Zecheng entered the city and walked on the street. He immediately smelled the fragrance of medicine in his nose. This town lived up to its reputation as a medicine city.

Along the way, in addition to medicine shops and medicine shops, there are hotels and hotels. There is no difference between mortals and immortal cultivators here, just like a large market. The difference is that mortals' items are settled in gold and silver, while those of immortal cultivators are settled in spiritual stones.

Yu Zecheng was walking among them, and from time to time, several sword lights flew by in the air. They were all the lights emitted by the immortal cultivators flying with their swords.

Gradually night fell, and the spiritual stones on the countless stone pillars erected everywhere in the city glowed. Suddenly, the night was no longer dark, and the city was in light.

In the brothels on the city's Flower Street and on the flower boats on the Maogong River in front of the city, elegant or vulgar music sounds, and then the beautiful songs begin to sing, and people here begin to have fun at night.

Yu Zecheng liked this city and this vibrant city. He decided to spend two days here before going to Danzong on Liupan Mountain.

Just when Yu Zecheng decided to go to a place to stay first, he heard someone shouting in his ear:

"Yu Zecheng, Yu Zecheng..."

The voice was crisp and familiar. Yu Zecheng looked back and saw that among the thousands of people, there was no woman in white calling him.

Looking back, her name suddenly came to mind, Bai Su, Bai Su from the Sky Splitting Sword Sect, who had parted ways with the Wuliang Sect back then, but met again today.

Yu Zecheng walked over, nodded towards her and said:

"I haven't seen you for many years, how are you?"

Bai Su smiled and said:

"Okay, have you really formed a golden elixir?"

Yu Zecheng smiled, and the golden elixir phenomenon on his body appeared. Suddenly, the giant sword rose into the sky. Bai Su was shocked, and he couldn't tell the expression on his face, and said:

"I didn't expect that you would actually form a golden elixir, and you could already control and release the golden elixir's vision at will. I was pulled far away by you."

Yu Zecheng said:

"Since the fate is harmonious, you are not bad at all. You have reached the advanced level of Lingji, and you will definitely form an elixir within ten years. By the way, are Zuo Daoling, Jiang Shaozhi, and Gu Pan'er here?"

Bai Su said:

"Senior Sister Mingjing recently gave birth to her fourth child. Senior Brother Shao Zhi couldn't come, so only Gu Pan'er and I came."

After Jiang Shaozhi's incident with the Wuliang Sect, he begged his master to propose to Senior Sister Ming Jing of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect. The two got married twenty years ago. At that time, Yu Zecheng was in retreat to form a golden elixir, so he did not attend the wedding. .

Now it was his fourth child. Yu Zecheng couldn't help but smile. Thinking of the image of the handsome young man back then and now the busy dad holding a child in one hand, he suddenly felt an indescribable smile.

Yu Zecheng continued to ask:

"Where's Senior Brother Zuo Daoling?"

Bai Su sighed and said:

"Thirteen years ago, during the battle in Mobei, I died together with Gui Yan, a disciple of Mr. Ghost of the Nether Sect, and was banished."

Yu Zecheng's expression darkened. Zuo Daoling, who was a pig butcher, that heroic and generous man, died like this. He felt indescribable sadness in his heart.

Yu Zecheng thought for a while, changed the subject and said:

"Senior Brother Jiang Shaozhi and your swords combined..."

Bai Su shook his head and said:

"Senior brother, I no longer have the desire to seek the truth. In fact, I don't necessarily need two people to unite my swords. I don't believe that I can't unite my swords without a sword companion."

As she spoke, Bai Su was categorical, and Yu Zecheng couldn't help but secretly worry about her. The Xuanyuan Sword Sect was in danger of getting lost, the Sky-Splitting Sword Sect was in danger of exploding, the Hunyuan Sword Sect was in danger of transforming its essence, and Wan Jian was in danger of transforming his body. The Demon Sect's crisis of melting the sky, the Demon Sword Demon Sect's annihilation, and the five major sword sects left behind by Old Man Jian are all in varying degrees of crisis.

Bai Su, who pursues the art of swordsmanship so wholeheartedly, can easily go crazy and be in danger of exploding his body.

Bai Su said:

"Zecheng, how many people did Xuanyuan Sword send to attend this grand event this time?"

Yu Zecheng stretched out a finger and said:

"It's just me."

Bai Su smiled and said:

"Okay, let's go. I'll take you to the Dan Sect's reception place. On the way, you can pay a visit to the two masters, Kaishan and Pohai."

Yu Zecheng said:

"Okay, it's an honor."

After saying that, he followed her and walked towards the city. When they met again many years later, Yu Zecheng completely surpassed Bai Su, completed the mission of the old madman in the six evil sects, and unknowingly surpassed them by far.

Bai Su looked at the young man beside him. Although Yu Zecheng was now over sixty years old, he still looked like a handsome young man with a weak crown. He was handsome and handsome, wearing a white robe, a seven-star crown on his head, and seven blue spots on his forehead. The rhombus-shaped war pattern makes it even more unique. This war pattern must be a strange art.

Yu Zecheng was also looking at Bai Su, who was still the same as before, with a heroic appearance, bright eyes, slender eyebrows and nose, and a slight pear dimple on the cheek, which was unparalleled beauty.

The only change is that her eyes are getting bluer and bluer, which should be caused by a kind of martial arts. And now she wants to have an unsheathed sword, extremely sharp, to move forward more and more. And it seems that now she is no longer taller than him, but now he is two inches taller than her.

Yu Zecheng suddenly said:

"A master craftsman is unfair, and a master craftsman is unjust."

Bai Su sighed softly and said:

"I know, but I can't take it back. I'm studying how to combine two swords and reveal the sword's edge."

While talking, the two entered a square. The square looks particularly spacious and flat among the countless buildings and pavilions. There is a huge city manor in the southwest of the square. From a distance, there are countless water pavilions and lofts.

Bai Su took Yu Zecheng into the manor and said as he walked:

"This is the residence where Danzong entertains guests like us. When you arrive here, they will definitely arrange a beautiful place to rest."

Yu Zecheng nodded, and the two of them entered the manor. In the manor, there are green bamboos and pine trees, small bridges over clear water, winding corridors and secluded pavilions. This place and scene are all washed away from the world.

Yu Zecheng nodded and Bai Su said:

"It's nice here. Compared to the bustling place in Danzong, it's very quiet here, so Master and the others chose to wait here for the conference to be held."

Yu Zecheng took two steps, and as expected, a disciple of the Dan Sect came to greet him. Yu Zecheng showed the Xuanyuan Sword Sect's invitation, and was immediately greeted warmly.

There are countless Jindan Masters in this Alchemy Sect, and the one who entertained Yu Zecheng was a Jindan Master. He did not have the majesty of Jindan Master at all. He was busy with all the trivial matters such as arranging guests.

Immediately, Yu Zecheng was arranged into a green pavilion, located in a corner of the manor, with a beautiful environment. There were thirty-two white jade steps in front of the attic, and above the steps was this beautiful attic.

In the attic, everything was ready, and there were more than ten maids, who were extremely respectful. Yu Zecheng walked around in a circle, and then went to the Sky Splitting Sword Sect to pay a visit to the two Yuanying Patriarchs.

The two founders, Kaishan and Pohai, were still the same as before. Yu Zecheng paid a visit to them, fulfilled the courtesy, turned around and left, and found that Bai Su was not here. After a while, she went there.

Yu Zecheng's sword skills were immediately felt for a week, and he suddenly found that in a corner of the manor, Bai Su was watching the two swordfights. There was a group of monks surrounding them, and everyone was pointing and teaching the swordsmanship of the two swordfighters. There were several acquaintances among them, and one of them was Xiao Ye from the Hunyuan Sword Sect.

Sensing Xiao Ye, Yu Zecheng's heart skipped a beat. He couldn't help but think of Xu Xiaoya back then, and the passersby on the bluestone road outside Liangdu. Without her stimulation, he would not have returned to the mountain. Form the elixir.

Yu Zecheng had a lot of thoughts, and memories of the past appeared in his mind bit by bit, making him feel a little sluggish.

Xiao Ye and Bai Su were both watching the battle. The two people fighting were both at the Qi Refining Stage. One should be a disciple of the Hunyuan Sword Sect and the other a disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Demon Sect. They were competing in swordsmanship and receiving guidance from the seniors around them.

The disciple of the Wanjian Demon Sect suddenly used his special move and shouted:

"The universe borrows the law and naturally becomes one."

The disciples of the Hunyuan Sword Sect then used their special moves and shouted:

"All laws are combined, and Hunyuan is unified."

After hearing these two words, Yu Zecheng suddenly felt his head shaking and the sky was shaking.

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Unknowingly, I have reached 500 chapters. I am not in good condition today. I have been late in updating, and I have been going back and forth over and over again. I finally found a feeling, continue to work hard, and cheer for myself. I want to write a thousand chapters.