The voices of the people are full of voices, shoulder to shoulder.

The Thirteen Nations Grand Tournament held every five years is the most lively and busiest time in the Cloud City that stands on the bank of the Lancang River.

Kapok and Ah Cai both returned to the small world when they entered the city.

Cloud City is the territory of the Jizhu Pavilion, and the Jizhu Pavilion is a sect that can be compared with today's Qingxuan, there is no shortage of masters of the Tianwen Divine Elephant Realm here, if the Yin Things like the Ghost King that should exist in the Netherworld Yellow Spring are discovered by them, the result is not much better, after all, not all people are so good at talking to Jiang Ning.

Kapok went back, Shu Lian from the barbarian clan naturally had to go back, after all, although Shu Lian was not Jiang Ning's opponent now, Jiang Ning was the one who wanted to compete, but she didn't have the leisure time to keep an eye on her actions all the time.

The only ones left were Hongshuang and Chu Chengcheng.

In Cloud City, or in the Machine Pavilion, people and demons are treated equally, and even in the Machine Pavilion, there are many demon disciples, so as a demon clan, Hongshuang can appear swaggeringly, even if he walks alone in this Cloud City.

Here, even the humans who hated the demon race deeply did not dare to do anything beyond the bounds.

Because all those who did this are dead.

Hongshuang and Chu Tingcheng stood beside Jiang Ning on the left and right, walking on the long street paved with large stone slabs, and among the people coming and going, Jiang Ning seemed to feel a deep and majestic momentum rushing towards him, as if facing those terrifying beasts that were born in ancient legends and were the String Venerable.

That terrible coercion disappeared in a flash, Jiang Ning turned his head to look at the two people beside him, but saw that the two of them seemed to be unaware of anything, and they were still talking and laughing as usual.

"Is it a delusion?"

As soon as such a thought was born, it was denied by Jiang Ning's own.

The cultivation of the seventh layer of the Star Pole, the primordial spirit of the Law Realm, how sensitive is his perception, how could he hallucinate for no reason?

This Cloud City gave him the feeling that it was like the Qingxuan Hall on Qingxuan Peak, obscure and unfathomable.

The world only knows that the Jizhu Pavilion is good at probing news and making all kinds of lists, but Jiang Ning knows that the people of the Jizhu Pavilion have learned a lot of things, and they are all involved in the techniques of yin and yang, astrological feng shui, and puppet techniques, and even in the traditional true yuan cultivation, the Jizhu Pavilion is not weaker than other top sects.

Jiang Ning knew that there must be a great terror hidden in this seemingly ordinary Cloud City, and the feeling that made Jiang Ning palpitate only felt it when facing the Qingxuan Sect Master Mu Qi, and even Youlan, who was also the peak of the Divine Elephant, had never had such a terrifying coercion.

A few days ago, the group had already arrived outside the city of Cloud City, but the city gate had not been opened since it was closed half a year ago.

So much so that those who came from the major dynasties to compete or watch the battle could only choose to camp outside the city.

It wasn't until the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, when the sun rose on the second day, that the layers of clouds and mist generated by the Heavenly Rank Formation slowly dissipated when it was shrouded outside the city gate.

"What a big city!

”

After Hongshuang came in, he jumped all the way and looked a little excited.

Chu Tingcheng, who was relatively calm, couldn't help but nod when he saw such a prosperous and lively scene, " This Cloud City is wrapped in the Heavenly Character Formation - Cloud Mist Array, this is a collection of maze array, killing array, trapped formation, poison array in one of the super formation, that is, ten Divine Elephant Realm masters launched an attack at the same time, and it is absolutely impossible to shake this formation, almost no one can break the string movement, as for this Cloud City, it is said that it was originally a sparsely populated small mountain village, the ancestor of the Ji Zhu Pavilion, after the first generation of Ji Zhu Zi created the sect, he began to start the construction of this Cloud Mist City, even with the help of countless skilled craftsmen and masters of the Ji Qi Pavilion, it took a full seventy years to build this big cityAlthough this city is not the imperial capital of the Great Shu Dynasty, except for the relatively small resident population, the conditions in all other aspects are far greater than that of the capital of the Great Shu Dynasty. ”

Jiang Ning also nodded and smiled: "Not only Rongcheng, but also Quejing, the capital of our Southern Tang Dynasty, is not as good as this Cloud City that opens every five years in many aspects. ”

Chu Qingcheng said with a smile: "If you don't have such capital, how can the Jizhu Pavilion be qualified to host a grand event of the thirteen countries in the south of the entire continent?"

"That's right. ”

While talking and laughing, the ground under his feet suddenly shook, and there was a huge and simple bronze compass from the center of the city, and the ground that could not be seen slowly rose, exceeding the city wall of the inner city, and then exceeding the gatehouse of the inner city, and when the compass rose to the height that Jiang Ning and the masters who had just entered the outer city could see, it was already at least a hundred zhang high.

And all they saw was the outer edge of the arc at the top of the compass.

A quarter of an hour had passed, and the giant compass had stopped growing, and around the round bronze ancient disk, there were thousands of bronze rings only an inch wide.

The ends of those rings were fixed to a slender bronze cylinder.

The columns are carved with the patterns of the legendary four-phase divine beasts, and those rings are densely engraved with mysterious and obscure ancient inscriptions, and on those inscriptions, there will be a diamond-shaped gem with a blue color releasing the brilliance of the stars every other distance, what kind of texture it is, Jiang Ning can't say.

And in the center of the compass is a black and white yin-yang fish pattern, symbolizing the Taoist Liangyi.

Outside are the eight trigram symbols of Qian, Kun, Kan, Li, Zhen, Xun, Gen and Dui.

The third layer of the compass is also divided into eight grids like the second layer, but the star pattern inlaid with the same blue gemstone on the top is unknown.

The outer two layers are the staggered grids representing the ten heavenly stems and the twelve earthly branches, and then the twenty-four solar terms, and the outermost ones have ninety-nine eighty-one gossip symbols randomly arranged, and the middle seven or eight layers are either ancient inscriptions that Jiang Ning doesn't know, or rows of disorganized words and numbers, what exactly those things mean, I'm afraid only the core members of the Jizhu Pavilion will understand.

In the center of the compass is the yin and yang fish, standing

A huge spoon with a transparent texture, as if it contained a sea of stars, looked at that appearance, it was the same as the Liangyi Stone that Jiang Ning grabbed some time ago.

It's just that the Liangyi stone on his body is only the size of a palm, but the spoon on the huge bronze compass of the Renjia Pavilion is five hundred zhang long.

After the placement was completely completed, the thousands of rings on the periphery of the compass began to rotate slowly with the movement of the bronze cylinder, and the misty light emanated from those gems, with a cold and ethereal meaning, which made people's minds settle down in an instant.

The inner city of Cloud City had not yet been opened, and all the people who came to participate in the competition and watch the battle were staying in the outer city at the moment, and the original noisy and chaotic scene was immediately quiet the moment this misty light appeared.

Three figures flew up from the inner city.

On the left and right are two beautiful girls wearing ethereal gauze skirts, one pink and one white, and the two girls are holding the armrest on one side of the wooden wheelchair, and on the wheelchair in the center is an elegant young man holding a folding fan.

Three figures flew up like butterflies and landed lightly on a ring on the outermost part of the huge compass.

Rui'er put one hand on the armrest of the wheelchair, looking at the eyes full of amazement and envy below, smiling.

And Xiao Ling, who was wearing a white veil like water, didn't care about the eyes of others at all, but had a pretty face, lowered his head, and wrinkled his nose at his son-in-law, revealing a strong look of disdain.

"It's just a big competition to start, just say no on the tower of the inner city, it's a shame to mess up this mess!" The girl in white revealed a little dissatisfaction in her cold voice.

"I just think it's good, huh?" said Rui'er in the pink gauze skirt grinned.

"Hmph!" The white-clothed young man glared at his little sister viciously, and said with disdain: "When did you say something bad about what the son did?"

Rui'er subconsciously glanced at the smiling elegant young man in the wheelchair, and a hint of blush appeared on her face, "That's because what Childe did was already very good!"

"You're hopeless. Xiao Ling turned his head away angrily, not wanting to talk to that guy again.

The elegant man who had been only smiling frowned at his white-clothed maid, and finally provoked a smile on her pretty face without the slightest fireworks.

Seeing Xiao Ling smiling, the elegant man shook the folding fan in his hand triumphantly, smiled cheaply, and said, "Don't you think this way of appearing is very handsome?"

(End of chapter)