Mortal: I can enter the spirit world at the beginning

At the same time, the black-armored guards in the city also began to patrol around.

Although the crowd who had been watching before were curious about the whole story and the purpose of this giant beast coming here, they did not dare to ask too much and dispersed soon after.

Yang Qian took a deep breath and walked straight to the teleportation circle without stopping any longer.

Regardless of the purpose of this giant beast coming here, it has nothing to do with him. The only business is to leave this place as soon as possible, go to Xuanwu Hegemony City, and open up the map.

Yang Qian didn't want to stay here too long, let alone cause any trouble.

He shook his head, put aside all distracting thoughts, and walked steadily toward the teleportation circle.

The black-armored guards in front naturally noticed his figure, and immediately swept over him with their spiritual thoughts.

Regarding Yang Qian's mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivation, the black-armored guards didn't care at all and remained expressionless.

Yang Qian remained silent, just turned his wrist and gently handed over a bulging storage bag.

This kind of super teleportation array that spans nearly half of the Xuanwu Realm requires a huge amount of spiritual stones, which is naturally beyond the reach of ordinary monks.

Most monks who enter this circle can only choose to reach some nearby transit cities.

After all, the amount of spiritual stones consumed by this super teleportation array is too huge.

However, for Yang Gan, the spiritual stones he obtained in the human world are also countless, not to mention that the sea monsters in the outer star sea are still digging and mining spiritual stones for him.

Although there are no more top-grade spiritual stones on Biling Island, the reserves of other grades of spiritual stones are still considerable.

Yang Gan planned to return to the Chaos Star Sea in the human world after using up the spiritual stones in the storage spirit ring.

There, he can collect all the spirit stones mined in Wan Zhanghai and the spirit stones enshrined in the Star Palace in case of emergencies.

At this moment.

Among the black-armored guards, a tall and burly captain came out. He took Yang Gan's storage bag, glanced at the items inside, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Go up."

The burly soldier spoke briefly to Yang Gan, seemingly without too much concern and not caring about Yang Gan's true identity.

Yang Qian was a little surprised at first, but he understood after thinking about it for a while.

Xuanwu Overlord City is the imperial city of the Xuanwu Realm. It is personally guarded by Xuanwu Overlord, one of the three emperors and a monk in the late stage of Fusion. Even if the Overlord is not in the city, there are probably several people who are in the Fusion stage who are stationed in the city all year round. There must even be many powerful magic circles hidden as defense.

Not to mention, the Xuanwu Hegemony City is located on "Xing Ling", an ancient giant tortoise with true spirit bloodline.

The strength of this giant beast, the Shaling Spirit, is rumored to be almost as strong as the Xuanwu Overlord himself, and it is not impossible for ordinary monks in the Fusion Stage to match it.

With such a guardian presence, Xuanwu Overlord City can be said to be the most impregnable city in the three realms of the human race. It is estimated that its defensive capabilities are only second to Tianyuan Divine City.

With this thought in his mind, Yang Qian had already stepped onto the teleportation circle.

Along with Yang Qian, there were three other monks dressed in different costumes and with different cultivation levels. One late-stage Nascent Soul monk and two early-stage Nascent Soul monks.

There was no communication between the few of them, and Yang Qian had no interest in talking to strangers.

then.

A moment later, the black-armored guard activated the teleportation array, and the entire array buzzed and burst into bright white light.

In this brilliance, Yang Gan and the other three people disappeared instantly.

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Xuanwu Imperial City.

It turned out to be a huge island on the vast expanse of sea.

When Yang Gan appeared in a burst of dazzling white light and stepped out of the teleportation circle at his feet, his sight was immediately occupied by the boundless sea.

The breeze blows gently, and the waves roll, stirring up waves several feet high, like dancing in the sky.

My ears were filled with the hustle and bustle of people: the sounds of hawking, bargaining, greetings from acquaintances, and exchanges between masters and apprentices, all coming one after another.

Yang Qian tilted his head slightly and turned his gaze to the endless street behind him, feeling the lively atmosphere coming from all directions.

Seeing the auras of different colors in the sky, Yang Qian gently closed his eyes, felt the surrounding atmosphere with his spiritual mind, and then suddenly opened them again.

No air restrictions were noticed.

A word in mind.

I saw Yang Gan rising from the ground and turning into a stream of purple light, piercing the sky and towering hundreds of feet in the sky.

He stared ahead, his eyes full of surprise.

The colorful aura that fills the sky shines brightly against the sunlight, like a gorgeous rainbow descending on the world.

He couldn't help but sigh, the vastness of this Xuanwu Imperial City was far beyond his imagination.

This isn't a city, it's clearly a continent!

At this moment, Yang Qian seemed to be in a brand new world, and his heart was filled with endless surprises.

The city in front of you is like an endless ocean, wide and boundless.

The attics, bungalows, and squares in the city are like stars, endless, as if they have spread to the end of the sky.

Yang Gan stood out of thin air, looking intently into the distance, his eyes wandering over every inch of land, but he still could not find an open space that was not covered by buildings.

In this city, hundreds of towering blue towers stand majestically. The bottoms of these giant towers are surrounded by countless towers and pavilions. Their sheer number and denseness of buildings far exceed that of other places in the city. It is almost the same as the giant blue tower in Tianyuan Holy City.

Not only that, Yang Qian could also clearly see countless escaping lights intertwined with human figures. They were shuttling in every corner, some rising into the sky, some diving underground, and some flying to the sea outside the city. The whole city seemed to be like a sea. An active life form, showing a scene of prosperity.

Yang Gan's surprise has not subsided, and what he saw before him is even more unbelievable.

As far as the eye could see, there was no such majestic and huge city wall at all.

This ancient human city called Xuanwu Imperial City turned out to be an open city with no barriers.

After a slight hesitation, Yang Gan didn't want to attract too much attention, so he slowly landed back to the ground where he just stayed.

in front of it.

On both sides of the road.

There are countless shops, restaurants, and teahouses, and they are bustling with people.

That kind of prosperity is actually comparable to that of Tianyuan Holy City in Tianyuan Realm, and is even better to some extent. "This is the Xuanwu Imperial City!" Yang Qian stepped forward, his heart racing with excitement.

There are no tall buildings near this teleportation array. At least, there are none that Yang Gan can see.

Of course, Yang Gan knew that there was no shortage of various tall buildings in more distant areas.

Moreover, since stepping down from the teleportation circle.

Yang Qian really didn't feel any barrier similar to a city wall, and the entire Xuanwu Imperial City was presented to the world without any cover.

Not only was there no city wall, he was not even aware of the fluctuations in the city's protective formation.

In surprise, a self-deprecating smile appeared on Yang Gan's lips. He seemed to have thought of something, and with a hint of meaning in his eyes, he lowered his head to look at the ground under his feet.

On the ground, intricate lines were arranged in an indescribable pattern, like ancient runes, extending to the end of the line of sight.

"Is this the turtle shell of the spirit?" Yang Qian murmured to himself, with a lot of thoughts, "With this ancient giant turtle with the blood of the true spirit sitting here, what kind of city wall is needed?" He shook his head gently, understanding in his heart, The strength of the spirit's defense is beyond the imagination of ordinary monks.

Although this ancient giant turtle, which has lived for an unknown number of years, moves quite clumsily, in terms of its defensive capabilities alone, it is probably infinitely close to the level of a true spirit.

Yang Qian thought like this, with a trace of deep thought between his brows.

As far as he knew, the spirit was not an ordinary monster, but a thunder beast that was proficient in the two attributes of water and earth.

Its defensive power is strong enough to make countless monks whose cultivation level is below the Mahayana stage flinch in front of it.

However, the spirit spends most of its time cultivating in sleep to ensure its own vitality.

Moreover, it is also the center of the super formation between the human and demon tribes.

Therefore, the spirit generally does not take the initiative to participate in battles unless it encounters a powerful enemy that threatens its life.

Yang Qian was immersed in his thoughts, silently looking at the ground of this city, wondering if he could improve his magic power if he practiced here.

Recalling his days in the Tianyuan Realm, Yang Qian had heard that many thunder attribute cultivators had spent a lot of spirit stones and traveled across most of the territory to arrive at the Xuanwu Imperial City.

Their purpose is not for the prosperity of the city, but to seek a vague resonance with the spirit.

This ancient giant turtle is known as "half a true spirit". The thunder-attribute aura it usually exudes has become a boost for their practice and accelerated their practice speed.

This approach attracted many thunder attribute monks to imitate it, but they had to stop due to the astronomical transmission costs.

Yang Gan's heart was like a surging river, with thousands of thoughts rippling in his mind. He walked leisurely and blended into the bustling crowd.

On the street, people looked at him from time to time.

After all, although a strange Nascent Soul cultivator in Xuanwu Imperial City cannot be said to be a top existence, he is still worthy of attention.

Suddenly, a gentle man's voice broke Yang Qian's contemplation.

"This fellow Taoist, is this his first time in Xuanwu Imperial City?"

Yang Qian paused in his steps and looked around.

But see.

An old man with a white beard wearing a dark robe was walking towards him with a smile. Although this man's face was old, his eyes were lively, and his voice was like that of a young man.

What is even more surprising is that the mana fluctuations emanating from this old man are clearly a monk in the late Nascent Soul stage.

"This is my first time coming to the Imperial City, so I'm a little unfamiliar. What's the matter with fellow Taoist?" Yang Gan replied calmly, with a hint of coldness in his tone.

"When I saw my Taoist friend walking out of the teleportation circle, I guessed that this was my first time in the Xuanwu Imperial City. If you don't mind, I would like to give you some guidance." The old man bowed his hands in a bow, with a hint of enthusiasm in his smile.

Seeing the attitude of the white-bearded old man, Yang Qian's eyes flashed with strange color, and he felt a little wary.

A late-stage Nascent Soul monk could be so polite to a mid-stage monk like himself when they first met. If there was no purpose, it would not make sense.

"It turns out to be fellow Taoist Haixuzi, my surname is Yang. Thank you for your kindness. It's just that Yang has some important matters to attend to when he comes here. It's inconvenient to stay longer, so I'll take my leave." Yang Qian nodded slightly and said calmly, The meaning of the words was obvious.

He had no interest in this kind of strange monk.

The white-bearded old man smoothed his beard, and his smile did not diminish: "Fellow Taoist Yang, this old man is the leader of the Huoli Sect. In this Xuanwu Imperial City, it is rare to meet someone who is like an old friend at first sight. Friend Taoist, if you need help, please If you have time in the future, you can come to my Huoli Sect and talk to me."

"Huoli Sect? Let's talk about it later." Yang Gan's eyes flickered slightly, then he shook his head slightly, turned around and turned into a stream of light, disappearing at the end of the long street.

For such an unknown small sect, no matter what the other party's purpose is, he has no interest in wasting time.

The white-bearded old man was not angry when he heard this, and his face did not show the slightest displeasure. He was still smiling.

The old man's gaze gradually became deeper as the direction in which Yang Qian disappeared, until he could no longer see the figure, and he slowly withdrew his gaze.

At this time, the white-bearded old man's complexion was no longer as friendly as before, replaced by an undisguised gloomy look.

"Senior Brother Head, do you really think it's worth it? For this small Huoli Sect, you are actually asked to do this." An old woman with a strangely ugly face flew out of the material shop nearby and came to The white-bearded old man beside him said with a solemn expression.

Surprisingly, he is also a monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

There was a hint of admiration in the old woman's eyes, and a hint of worry in her voice.

"Hey." The white-bearded old man sighed, "The sect is now in a dilemma, so we have to do this. But now it seems that it is time to seek other development."

Hearing this, the ugly old woman nodded silently and was about to say something again.

Suddenly, the teleportation formation not far ahead was activated in a white light, and several figures appeared.

Seeing this, the white-bearded old woman narrowed her eyes and walked over slowly.

More than five months later.

On the seaside, towering mountains stand.

Among the many strange mountains and rocks, on a cliff hundreds of feet high, Yang Gan, dressed in black robe, stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the sea in the distance, his face thoughtful.

After an unknown amount of time, Yang Gan slowly turned around. His eyes penetrated the clouds in front of him and stared at the bustling city in the distance.

This area was the location of the cave that Yang Qian specially selected. After spending a lot of spiritual stones, he rented an area with a radius of thousands of miles as his temporary residence in Xuanwu Imperial City.

Moreover, Yang Qian has not been idle during this period of time.

He started from the central area of ​​Xuanwu Imperial City and flew to countless corners and streets of the city, feeling the vastness of the land on the turtle shell. (End of chapter)