Mortal: I can enter the spirit world at the beginning

A silver cloud rushed out, and the door creaked and opened by itself.

Outside the door, an old man with a gaunt face and white hair stood quietly. He was the monk named Liu who had left a deep impression on people at a quick glance in the hall.

The old man was smiling, his eyes full of sincerity and humility, like a spring breeze blowing on one's face, warming one's heart.

"Fellow Daoist, your surname is Yang. I hope you don't mind my interrupting you." The old man surnamed Liu was very humble in his words and behaved in a gentlemanly manner, which made people feel good about him.

"Haha! How could I think so? Even if Brother Liu doesn't come, Yang also plans to visit several Taoist friends!" Yang Qian is a very smart person. He has been practicing step by step from a mortal in the human world to now. His experience in the ways of the world is definitely second only to the old man named Liu in front of him. He immediately said with a smile on his face.

In this way, the two of them only chatted for a few words, but they were extremely enthusiastic as if they were old friends.

"I just heard from nephew Zhuo that Brother Yang, Fairy Biyou, and Fellow Daoist Huang Tuan were brought back to the city by Lord Tianwei himself. This is truly an extraordinary opportunity. I heard that Fairy Biyou is a cultivator who has just ascended to this world from the lower realm. I just don't know which part of the human world in the lower realm Fairy Biyou came from. Like Brother Yang and the rest of us, we have never been to the lower realm, so we are quite curious about it." The old man surnamed Liu asked, changing the subject.

"Fellow Daoist Liu is so interested in the lower realms? Haha! Unfortunately, I have been practicing in the spiritual world and have never been to the so-called human world. I don't know how the spiritual world calls the many lower realms." Yang Qian's eyes flashed and he said with a slight smile.

"Hahaha! Brother Yang is absolutely right! You and I practice in the spirit world, which is naturally different from the ascended cultivators! First-generation ascended cultivators like Fairy Biyou all have amazing potential, and the proportion of them advancing to the realm of refining emptiness is far beyond the reach of the descendants of ascended cultivators like us and the native cultivators of the spirit world like Brother Yang, and they are more valued by the Elders' Council. Most likely, Fairy Biyou will be directly appointed to the Qingming Guard without going through any assessment." The old man surnamed Liu laughed.

"Fellow Daoist Liu, are you the descendant of an ascended cultivator? But could Brother Liu, the first generation ascended cultivator, explain a thing or two to me?" An inexplicable look flashed across Yang Qian's eyes, and he asked directly with a faded smile.

"This is not a secret, of course it's okay! In fact, if Brother Yang stays in this city for a while longer, he will know all about these things." The old man surnamed Liu said with a chuckle.

"In fact, the so-called first-generation ascenders refer to the Divine Transformation cultivators like Fairy Biyou who ascended directly from the spirit world to this world. The aura of the other world carried by this kind of cultivator is very strong. Even if one takes a Dust-Removing Pill every year, it will take as long as three hundred years to completely eliminate it. The direct descendants of the first-generation ascenders will also carry some aura of the other world within a few generations. As long as they advance to the Nascent Soul stage, the two-color thunder tribulation will also descend. Just like me, I am the second-generation direct descendant of the first-generation ascenders. After advancing to the Nascent Soul stage, I must rush back to Tianyuan City immediately to take the Dust-Removing Pill to suppress the aura of the other world, otherwise I will also die. Only when the aura of the other world is completely cleansed can you leave Tianyuan City freely. Counting from the first generation of cultivators, the direct bloodline of about five generations away will not contain the aura of the other world, and will be exactly the same as the local cultivators." The green-faced old man explained.

"So that's how it is. But Brother Liu is already a Divine Transformation cultivator. I guess the aura from the other world must have been washed away long ago. How could it still remain here?" Yang Qian blinked and suddenly asked.

“Brother Yang saw the problem at a glance! Yes, even if we have washed away the alien aura on our bodies, as far as I know, there are not many people who are willing to leave Tianyuan City on their own. Not only the first generation of ascended cultivators and us, but also the local cultivators who have been replenished from the Three Emperors and Seven Lands, oh, like Brother Yang! They are also unwilling to leave Tianyuan City easily.” The old man surnamed Liu replied with a smile.

"Oh? I am somewhat interested. I hope Liu can give me some advice." Yang Qian's heart moved and he asked with a smile on his face.

"It's very simple. In Tianyuan City, the speed of cultivation is more than twice that of other places. Whatever the three realms and seven lands have, Tianyuan City must have. And what the three realms and seven lands don't have, we will also have in Tianyuan City. I believe Brother Yang understands what I mean." The old man looked at Yang Qian and said meaningfully.

"What's going on? Is there some holy place for cultivation with dense spiritual energy here?" Yang Qian raised his eyebrows and touched his chin.

"Hehe! There are indeed several holy places for cultivation in this city, which are even not inferior to the main cities of the Three Emperors, but this is only one of them. The most important thing is that this city not only has various materials that can be used in the three realms and seven lands, but it is also the only entrance and exit for the human and demon races to enter and exit the wild world. Therefore, those high-level beings entering and exiting the wild world must pass through this city. As a result, countless rare materials are brought back from the wild world, and most of the cultivators sell them directly here, or exchange them for what they need. There are even spiritual medicines that can make people advance overnight, which are not without sale. It's just that the high price is enough to make us sigh in despair."

At this point, the old man surnamed Liu paused, but then continued:
"In addition, another important reason why the monks in this city are reluctant to leave is that every ten years, we monks in Tianyuan City have the opportunity to listen to an elder from the Elder Council talk about the laws of heaven and earth, and ask questions about our own cultivation. These elders are all amazing beings in the fusion stage. People from the outside world don't have such an opportunity as us! Hehe, so among all the monks who joined this city, how many are willing to leave."

"There are so many benefits! But there are also so many high-level monks stationed in this city. There must be some special purpose!" After listening, Yang Qian nodded in understanding, but then frowned again.

"In addition to the cultivators, our city is also stationed with a large number of high-level demon cultivators all year round. They occupy the other half of Tianyuan City. In addition, there are also a large number of demon beasts and body cultivators. Half of these low-level beings are cultivated by our city itself, and the other half are transferred from the three realms and seven places. Together with the dozen or so fusion-stage cultivators of the Elder Council, our city has such amazing power, which is naturally aimed at the foreign races and those true spirit-level beings in the wild world. The super fairy formation arranged by our ancestors is too mysterious. When foreign races invaded the territories of our human and demon races in the past dynasties, they could only attack from this entrance like this city. If we did not station so many forces, wouldn’t our two races be wiped out by those foreign races? I heard that once a war really breaks out with foreign races, it is common for most of the two races in the city to be wiped out at once." The old man surnamed Liu looked solemn.

"Most of them were killed!" Yang Qian frowned inadvertently when he heard this.

"Brother Yang, there is no need to be surprised or overly worried. The interval between each foreign invasion is as long as more than 100,000 years, and as short as 60,000 to 70,000 years. With such a long interval, what is there to worry about, fellow Daoist? If you are unlucky and really encounter a foreign invasion, you can only fight to the death. Any Tianyuan City guard who flees in the face of a battle will be hunted down by the two races. Since you want to get the convenience of the city, it is natural to take some risks. However, the last time Tianyuan City was invaded by a foreign race was 30,000 years ago. Basically, you and I don’t have to worry about anything in the next 10,000 to 20,000 years." The old man surnamed Liu smiled slightly.

"I see! So, it turns out to be a blessing in disguise for me to become a Qingming Guard and come to Tianyuan City." Yang Qian touched his chin, looking thoughtful.

"Of course! Especially the Fairy Biyou. You know, the first generation of ascended monks have reached a much higher level of the Void Refining Stage than the descendants of ascended monks like us and the local monks in the spiritual world. The Elder Council attaches great importance to every ascended monk and will not give up easily. And in recent years, for some unknown reason, the number of ascended monks received by Feilingtai has begun to decrease. I heard that several elders even sent their spirits to several lower realms to investigate the cause, but it seems that they did not succeed. Fairy Biyou also came from the lower realm, but I didn't hear what she said." The old man surnamed Liu suddenly asked.

"Really? Then it seems that this kind of thing is just groundless." After hearing this, Yang Qian immediately remembered the matter of the ancient demon. He was secretly startled in his heart, but replied with a normal expression.

"Brother Yang is right! But there is also no clue about the cultivators who ascended in recent years. I just heard that the demon clan seemed to have received some news a few years ago, but this kind of thing has nothing to do with us." The green-faced old man had the same idea and said casually.

Yang Qian smiled slightly upon hearing this, and then asked:
"By the way, Yang came to Tianyuan City to participate in the selection of Qingming Guards, but I haven't learned anything yet. Could it be that Qingming Guards are those Qingjia Daoists I met before?"

"Yes! They are the fellows wearing Qingming armor! Qingming Guards are already mid-level in our Tianyuan City. They are small leaders like me, Liu, who can command ten Black Iron Guards. Qingming Guards must be in charge of the Divine Transformation Cultivator, but Divine Transformation Cultivator is not necessarily a Qingming Guard. Brother Yang should understand the difference here." The old man surnamed Liu said. "This, Yang knows a little bit. Some fellow Taoists in the Divine Transformation stage may not be good at fighting or have other duties." Yang Qian nodded in understanding.

"It's good that you understand! Speaking of which, the duties of our Tianyuan City guards are also divided into two types. One type only needs to complete their fixed rotation tasks every once in a while, and the rest of the time can be arranged by themselves.

However, the amount of spirit stones distributed to these guards every year is fixed, so they are naturally very tight on money. But the good thing is that there is generally no danger.

The other type is to take on special tasks assigned by the Elders' Council. Every time a task is completed, the benefits obtained include not only spirit stones, but also rare items such as elixirs or treasures.

Of course, this kind of mission is extremely risky, and most of them are related to the wild world or alien races, which makes people think twice before taking action.

But after completing one task, you can avoid any rotation tasks for decades or even hundreds of years, and you can practice for a long time without worry. Of course, these two duties are not fixed and can be switched at any time. "The old man surnamed Liu explained it clearly to Yang Qian.

"Thank you, Brother Liu, for your guidance." Although Yang Qian knew all this very well, he showed no surprise on his face and just thanked him verbally first.

The green-faced old man laughed and waved his hand, then chatted with Yang Qian for a while and finally stood up and said goodbye.

After sending the old man out and watching him walk away, Yang Qian returned to the house with a smile on his face, and walked into the secret room and sat cross-legged.

His eyes closed gently, and his whole body seemed to have entered a state of meditation.

On the other side, after the green-faced old man walked out of the corridor, several other Divine Transformation monks were waiting there.

As soon as they saw the old man coming out, they immediately surrounded him.

"How is it, Brother Liu, did you get any information from that person?"

"News? This person is very tight-lipped. I used the relationship between Fairy Biyou and Fellow Daoist Huang Tuan to try to get some information out of him, but I didn't get any useful information. Instead, I answered some of his questions." The old man shook his head, looking helpless.

"Haha! Brother Liu came directly to my door. As someone who has participated in the Qingming Guard selection, I am naturally a little wary. However, we really have no other thoughts, we just want to make friends with him. After all, those who can stand out from the Qingming Guard election generally have great potential for advancement! They are not much worse than the ascended monks!"

Several cultivators in the Jindan stage started discussing with each other, as if they really had no ill will towards Yang Qian.

The old man surnamed Liu just smiled and said nothing.

Early the next morning, Yang Qian was sitting motionless in the secret room. Suddenly, his expression moved and he opened his eyes.

He immediately stood up, walked out of the secret room and came to the living room.

Holding the prohibition token, he opened the door with a flick.

A monk in white was standing outside the door with a calm expression.

"Greetings, senior!" Yang Qian did not dare to be negligent and clasped his hands together.

This man was none other than the white-faced, beardless monk in golden armor, but now he had changed into a scholar's attire. The solemn and murderous aura on his body was reduced by three points, and instead, he looked more otherworldly.

"Fellow Daoist Yang, there's no need to be so polite. I just arrived too. Brother Li has other things to do, so I'm the only one here to see you today. My real name is Zhao Wugui." The attitude of this Void Refining Cultivator named Zhao was obviously much kinder than yesterday.

Yang Qian was slightly startled, as he had already guessed the other party's identity in his heart. However, he hurriedly addressed him as "Senior Zhao" and then let him into the house, where he sat down with him as host and guest.

Zhao Wugui sat down lightly, his demeanor showing extraordinary calmness. He smiled slightly, as if he could see into people's hearts:
"Half a day has passed in a hurry. I guess you have already gotten a glimpse of the many secrets of Tianyuan City. In this case, I will be straightforward. You are at the initial stage of the Spiritualization Realm, and you have defeated all the heroes in the selection of Qingming Guards. Such strength is certainly extraordinary. Therefore, there is no need to conduct tedious tests to confirm your identity as a Qingming Guard. I have arranged everything for you."

After saying this, he turned his wrist slightly, as if picking up stars from the void, and a jade pendant with a faint green light appeared leisurely in his palm. Mysterious runes flowed on it, revealing a spiritual power that could not be ignored. (End of this chapter)