Anshun Fairy City.
Cheng Qian set out on the same journey he came from.
A hundred years ago, he saw the Immortal City of Anshun for the first time. Its majestic and towering grandeur made him marvel at the mystery of the world of immortal cultivation.
A hundred years passed leisurely. He walked through thousands of mountains and crossed tens of thousands of rivers, from the edge of the righteous cultivation world to the core area, from the chaotic battlefield between good and evil to the edge of the evil world.
Seeing again this fairy city that once shocked him, he felt some emotion but no longer had the same amazement as when he first saw it.
The immortal city stood there, the sun and the moon alternated, monks came and went, and it had not changed much.
The only things that changed were these hurried monks.
Cheng Qian walked out of the teleportation hall, and the Jindan monks guarding the hall bowed to him respectfully.
He smiled and nodded, then walked out.
After leaving the fairy city, there is still the flying boat anchorage built against the mountains.
Now it seems normal.
As I stood there in a daze, I heard the voices of several monks around me.
"This is Anshun Fairy City. It's so huge."
"Hahaha, this is the outskirts of the Immortal City. After all, it's a fourth-tier Immortal City with a Yuanying Zhenjun in charge. Do you think it's in our little place?"
A middle-aged man, accompanied by a young man, walked towards the fairy city.
Cheng Qian seemed to see the past in them. The middle-aged cultivator was also brought here by his elders and was also shocked by the scene before him.
This may be the inheritance, or perhaps the meaning of the existence of the fairy city.
With one step forward, Cheng Qian disappeared on the spot.
Soon, thousands of miles away, a flying boat was seen moving slowly forward.
On the flying boat, Cheng Qian was half-lying casually, in front of him was a pot of spiritual wine made from third-level spiritual fruits, and some third-level spiritual dishes.
These were just snacks for him to pass the time.
Perhaps here, it is a great opportunity.
No blind monk dared to disturb them along the way.
From the swaying flying boat came the terrifying pressure of a Nascent Soul cultivator.
Here, Nascent Soul cultivators are almost as powerful as heaven.
It’s different from the nervousness and tension I felt when I went there.
Cheng Qian, who was slightly tipsy, was now lying on the flying boat, passing through the white clouds. He felt an unprecedented sense of relaxation in his heart.
Without getting rid of the smell of alcohol, he gradually fell asleep under the blue sky and white clouds.
until....
With a loud bang, without even opening his eyes, Cheng Qian's spiritual power shield opened almost instinctively, and a magic weapon surrounded his body.
Cheng Qian stood up and took a look. It seemed that he had knocked a hole in a sect’s formation. Did he reach Lingyun Sect?
He did not want to appear in front of the monks of Lingyun Sect under the name of Cheng Qian.
In a hundred years, there must still be monks from the Lingyun Sect alive.
Although he is now in the Nascent Soul stage and no one can harm him, he does not want to reveal his identity out of caution.
But now, you have broken into their formation, and even if you say you are a Jindan cultivator, they will have to believe you.
I was secretly angry with myself for not being careful enough.
Don't drive a boat after drinking, and don't drive a boat after drinking. Now, if you drive under the influence and cause an accident, you are fully responsible.
With the help of his control over his body through body refining, he changed his face, opened the spiritual shield, and walked out of the flying boat with a bright spiritual light flashing on his body.
Cheng Qian's spiritual awareness instantly swept across the entire Fang family.
The terrifying pressure made it clear that this person was a Nascent Soul cultivator.
Fang Borui, the Jindan ancestor of the Fang family, has reached the eighth level of Jindan cultivation.
He had ten thousand assumptions about how the fourth-order formation that the Fang family paid a high price would be broken, such as a siege by the Jindan forces of Anshun Prefecture, or monsters breaking through the defense line and overwhelming the sky, etc.
But no one could have imagined that it was directly crashed into by a flying boat driven by a Nascent Soul cultivator.
He felt a little aggrieved and a little angry. He didn't provoke anyone, but just watched a wobbly flying boat plunge down.
There was a big hole in it all of a sudden.
It will cost a lot to repair this formation.
How come he is already a Nascent Soul cultivator, but his boat-driving skills are so poor?
He only dared to direct his anger at himself, blaming himself for his low level of cultivation.
"Fang family, Fang Borui brings the family's golden elixir to welcome the True Lord."
"Welcome, Master."
Cheng Qian picked up Faner, nodded, and all the brilliance on his body disappeared into his body.
Said with a smile.
"Hahaha, you're welcome. It's fate that we meet. I'll be your guest for a few days. Are you welcome?"
"It is an honor for our Fang family that you, the True Lord, have come to visit the Fang Mansion."
Cheng Qian nodded, put away the flying boat, and never mentioned anything about helping others build the formation.
Not asking the Fang family to compensate for the damage to his flying boat was already a kind-hearted act on Cheng Zhenjun's part, and yet he still wants to pay compensation?
Drunk driving, full responsibility, what's the matter, Yuanying Zhenjun, do you understand?
Of course, he wanted to stay in the Fang family for a few days, not because he felt guilty, but because he saw an old friend among the Fang family's golden elixirs.
Mu Qingling, Lingyun Sect’s former genius cultivator and inner sect disciple.
It was she who brought Cheng Qian from Lingyunfang to Lingyunmen.
Although it was done for Xu Luoshui's sake, and although it was a mission from the sect.
But deep down in my heart, I still feel grateful to Mu Qingling, just not much.
He wanted to know how she, a talented cultivator from Lingyun Sect who had already reached the Golden Core stage, ended up in the Fang family.
He even noticed that Mu Qingling had also been weathered by the years, and her face was no longer as calm as before. It is said that appearance reflects the heart, and she looked a little resentful.
When his spiritual sense swept over, he also paid special attention to Mu Qingling. She must have been seriously injured, her origin was damaged, and her path to immortality was cut short.
It is really sad that the once genius monk not only has no hope of immortality, but can even see the end of his life at a glance. Every day that passes brings him one step closer to death.
It is indeed painful, and there is indeed resentment in my heart.
Under the guidance of Fang Borui, Cheng Qian arrived at the lobby of the Fang family's main house.
I sat in the main seat naturally.
Fang Borui called on the family monks to serve spiritual tea and spiritual fruit.
Then he introduced the history of the Fang family to Cheng Qian.
Only then did I realize that it might be a change in my mood. After drinking the spiritual wine, I really let go of a lot of fatigue, and the flying boat also moved around wildly.
This place has completely deviated from the direction of Lingyunmen and is one of the Jindan forces in Anshun Prefecture.
"Is there no native Yuanying in Anshun Prefecture?"
Fang Borui didn't know how to open his mouth. There were both objective and subjective reasons.
All the Jindan forces in Anshun Prefecture moved here.
However, it is not entirely because this place has just been occupied by humans. Internal strife is also one of the main reasons.
Everyone hopes to be the first Yuanying force in Anshun Prefecture, and no one wants others to get there first.
The winner takes all, and everyone wants to be the winner.
"That's true. After all, the entire Tianyan original area was newly opened up."
Cheng Qian nodded.
It is understandable that it is not easy to break through the Nascent Soul stage without external pressure.
We also took the opportunity to talk about the Jindan forces in Anshun Prefecture.
Cheng Qian finally brought the topic to Lingyun Gate.
"I have heard of Lingyun Sect in Anshun Immortal City, why didn't you mention it?"
"True Lord, you must have heard about the opportunity worth tens of millions of spirit stones from Lingyun Sect."
"Oh? I just heard a sentence, I don't know the details, it seems like you know it very well?"
"To be honest, Master Zhenjun, Lingyun Sect was destroyed because of this opportunity of tens of millions of spirit stones, and the Fang family was one of the participants."
Cheng Qian nodded and motioned for him to continue.
Fang Borui said it out loud because this was one of the operating rules of the world of immortal cultivation. If these forces made a mistake, they might be doomed to be wiped out.
It seems as solid as a rock, but in fact every step is like walking on thin ice. You occupy too many resources, so naturally there are many monks and forces eyeing you.
If there are no flaws, you can rest assured. Once a flaw is revealed, you will be swarmed with enemies.
"As for the opportunity of these ten million spirit stones, there is a Jindan elder in my Fang family who can explain it clearly. She is an eyewitness."
"Here?"
"Qingling, tell Master Zhenjun about the Lingyun Sect."
"Yes, Patriarch." Mu Qingling bowed to the ancestor of the Fang family.
Walked to the center of the lobby.
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