The royal city of the Cangqiu demon clan had never been so prosperous. Zhuang Yantong didn't know how to describe it. Walking on the wide streets, she felt that she was not in the demon clan, but in a human town or market.
It seems like there are a lot of people, yes, there are people. On the streets of the royal city, there are actually more human cultivators than demon cultivators.
Thinking of this, Zhuang Yantong felt very complicated, "Could it be that the blood feud is just let go like this?"
Hearing Zhuang Yantong's words, Lihua was filled with emotion, but she still said, "Yantong, if we don't let go of this deep blood feud, the Cangqiu demon clan will no longer exist. So, you must be able to think clearly about which to choose, hatred or survival."
Zhuang Yantong felt very sad. She thought of those who had died in the past, including her parents.
Seeing the scene before her, were those people's deaths worth it? Zhuang Yantong thought about it, but she had no answer.
Zhuang Yantong was walking on the wide street with Lihua with mixed feelings. At this moment, she heard the surroundings suddenly become noisy, and then all the monks on the street stood up and rushed in one direction.
"Excuse me, excuse me!" A clear voice sounded behind Zhuang Yantong. Zhuang Yantong looked sideways and saw a human cultivator who had just set up a stall on the roadside to sell spiritual medicine. He packed up his stall and squeezed past Zhuang Yantong.
Zhuang Yantong watched as the crowd behind and in front of him merged into a stream and walked in one direction. Even Lihua and Zhuang Yantong were swept forward by the crowd.
"What happened?" Zhuang Yantong asked Lihua.
Lihua held Zhuang Yantong's hand tightly, and said in confusion, "I don't know either."
A female cultivator behind Lihua and Zhuang Yantong said, "Today, two Daluo Jinxians from Central Juntian are giving lectures and explaining doubts at the 'Yunfan Dojo' and 'Qingzhu Dojo' in the royal city. They are Daluo Jinxians!"
"Central Juntian?" It was the first time that Zhuang Yantong heard this term.
Lihua explained, "There are nine great worlds within the Three Realms. The central Juntian is the hub of the Three Realms. The world we are in is called 'Northeast Biantian'. This is what my fellow Taoists in the Heavenly Court told me."
Zhuang Yantong's eyes lit up. She had originally thought that Heaven was the celestial realm above the Biantian World, but she hadn't expected that there were other worlds within the Three Realms. "So the Three Realms are really huge?"
Lihua smiled and said, "You haven't even finished traveling through the Great World of Change, so don't even think about anything outside of it."
There was a gleam in Zhuang Yantong's eyes, and at this moment she seemed to have a new goal.
"Oh! Which lecher is touching me?" Suddenly, the female cultivator behind Zhuang Yantong screamed and cursed.
At this time, a man's voice came from the back, "Who touched you? I just touched you accidentally. Besides, in this situation, if you release your protective fairy light, you can distance yourself!"
"I'm only at the Yangshen realm, how can I have any magical light to protect my body?" the female cultivator said aggrievedly.
The man said, "A protective aura is fine. This isn't a battle of wits. Who would go out of their way to break your protective aura?"
Lihua turned around and said to the man, "Don't worry about whether he casts a protective aura or not. Even if you were hit by accident, shouldn't you apologize first?"
The man hesitated for a moment after hearing this, then said to the female cultivator in the Yangshen realm, "I'm sorry."
After the female cultivator in the Yangshen realm released the protective aura, she heard the man's apology, just shook her head, and then looked forward.
A huge crowd of people had already poured into the Yunfan Dojo. Lihua then said to Zhuang Yantong, "The Yunfan Dojo and Qingzhu Dojo were built by the Heavenly Soldiers. All you need to know is that everything new and strange you see in the Royal City was built by the Heavenly Soldiers."
After saying that, Lihua and Zhuang Yantong had already entered the Yunfan Dojo. As soon as they entered the Yunfan Dojo, the originally crowded flow of people suddenly became sparse.
Zhuang Yantong looked at the Yunfan Dojo in amazement. It didn’t look very big, but thousands of cultivators poured in at once and there was no feeling of congestion at all?
"This place is protected by the great power of the Daluo," Lihua said. "It may not look very big from the outside, but once you enter, it is extremely vast and expansive."
After saying that, Lihua and Zhuang Yantong chose a path and walked straight in.
The road they chose was quite crowded, so Lihua quickly found the celestial soldier stationed nearby and asked, "Fellow Daoist, may I ask where the Daluo Jinxian in Yunfan's Daoist temple is?"
"You're asking about Daoist Master Hongjun, right?" The Heavenly Soldier said to Lihua, "The Golden Immortal in the Yunfan Dojo is Daoist Master Hongjun, and the one in the Qingzhu Dojo is Mahavairocana. If you two keep walking along this path, you'll reach the place where Daoist Master Hongjun is giving lectures."
Upon hearing this, Lihua quickly thanked him, but then she asked, "Since we've already listened to the teachings at the Yunfan Dojo, can we also go to the Qingzhu Dojo to listen to the teachings?"
"Of course," the celestial soldier nodded. "There are no restrictions on attending the sermons. You can go wherever you want. However, the two venerables will only be speaking until the day before the ceremony begins, so you'd better hurry."
Lihua immediately bowed and thanked him. The soldier nodded slightly in return and continued to stand guard at his original position.
"Let's hurry up. There are still six days before the ceremony begins, which means the two venerables only have five days to preach." Lihua said to Zhuang Yantong.
Zhuang Yantong also nodded. She knew how precious this opportunity was. The Golden Immortal of Great Luo was preaching, and it was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
Then the two of them walked forward along the road, passing through many fairy corridors and treasure gardens, and soon they came to a huge stone platform shrouded in fairy light.
At this moment, the stone platform was full of people, and right above the platform, a Taoist with an immortal look, wearing a Taoist robe, a purple gold crown on his head, and holding a whisk in his hand was sitting cross-legged on the auspicious cloud.
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