Qingyun Lao Dao was deeply impressed by the scene at that time.

At that time, he sensed the sprouting of Yuan Dan, and thought that it was finally time to transform into a god, so he sat down directly, and according to the method of transforming a god, he used his own spiritual power to nourish Yuan Dan. As a result, three days and three nights passed, and Yuan Dan changed from a state of germination to silence again, which was the tenth time in hundreds of years. The failure of the god transformation made him feel melancholy, and because of the sandstorm, he was already buried in the sand at this time. When he broke through the sand, he found himself standing on a high sand dune. Looking down from the sand dunes, you can see a large patch of saxon grass.

Immediately afterwards, the sand began to sink, and the sand layer was like a wave, surging layer by layer, quickly submerging the meadow, and then the sand layer continued to surge upward, revealing a corner of black rock-like something underneath. Then, a flat extra-long stone wall gradually arched, and the sand fell down, revealing a huge stone door.

The stone wall turned out to be a magnificent city wall. And the sand dunes on which he stood, facing the gates of the city walls.

Beyond the city walls, you can see the rooftops of the magnificent buildings in the city.

In this way, in the wind and sand, a black behemoth saw the light of day again.

When the sandstorm stopped, the whole city became completely clear in front of you.

The walls were tall, about a few feet long, and there were even more magnificent scattered buildings inside the city, whose roofs could be seen directly from the outside of the city. It's just far away, as if in the depths of the city. He stood on the sand dunes, dumbfounded.

At first, he thought it was a mirage, but in the blink of an eye, he denied his idea.

Because the city was so real, there was no sign of light refraction.

He walked slowly down the hill to the city gate.

The city walls and gates are all black, the stone gates are broken, and there are several large irregularly shaped holes, through which you can see the buildings in the city.

All the buildings are flat-roofed and have a thick layer of sand piled up on them, but as you can see from the exposed parts, those buildings are also black.

The stone door was not completely closed, and with a gentle push, the heavy stone door slowly opened.

When his hand touched the door, it was hard to the touch, and he was so knowledgeable that he could tell at a glance that it was made of pure gold graphite.

Adamantite Graphite is a stone that can only be found in the desert, although it is a stone, it is like metal, it is meltable, and if you know how to make iron, you can smelt ink iron from Adamantite Graphite. Ink iron is a very good material for making flying swords, but the material itself is not good enough, at most it can only make inferior flying swords, but if you don't make iron, the ink stone itself is very hard, even if it is a modern cannonball, it is difficult to destroy it. It is really suitable for casting the city wall.

Qingyun Lao Dao walked into the city, stepped on the soft sand, his feet fell into it and quickly touched the bottom, it was very hard, he waved the sleeves of his robe, the sand and dust flew, and the original ground of the city was exposed.

Also black.

Incomparably flat.

"Generous." He couldn't help but sigh at the time.

The entire city, whether it is the walls, the buildings, or the ground, is all made of pure gold and graphite, which takes a lot of effort.

But in this way, the solidity of this city can also be seen.

And it can be seen that at a certain time, there were fierce battles here.

Because not only the gates of this city were damaged, but other buildings were also more or less broken, and even some buildings were in ruins, and even worse, only some branches and branches of the wall remained on the original ground.

Gusts of wind blew, and sand and rocks flew in the city.

"Anyone?!" He shouted.

The sound was heard far away in the empty city, but there was no response other than the sound of the wind and the yellow sand dancing with the wind.

There was dead silence everywhere, and Qingyun Lao Dao actually felt a little lonely inexplicably.

It's a dead city.

"Do you know what I found in this city?" Qingyun Lao Dao's mind came to the streets and alleys of the dead city, which was scorching black when the sun shone on it, and all he felt melancholy at that time was evaporated into air, and all that remained in his heart was the curiosity about this city and the joy of Columbus's discovery of the New World.

Chen Qinglang asked, "What's it?" ”

"I first found a flying sword, which was stuck in a wall, and a skeleton was hanging on the sword. This city should have been underground for too long, because of the lack of oxygen, that skeleton has not turned into powder for so many years. I pulled out the sword and found that it was a high-grade flying sword, and on the sword grid of the flying sword, the word 'Qingyun' was engraved. I immediately thought of the great sect of cultivation thousands of years ago, the Qingyun Sect. After that, I found many other sect weapons and magic weapons, some of which had been damaged, and some of which were still intact, and most of these things were engraved with handwriting. What I can know is the Zen staff of the Wuliang Sect, the golden whip of the Crescent Moon Sect, the straight knife of the Mangshan Sect, the Pixiu seal of the Wuwei Taoist, the lotus lamp of Master Chengyuan, and the splashed ink pen of Feiyun Zhenren...... And many, many more. These people, these things, are all more than a thousand years old, and they are all recorded in the original war. It's just that I didn't expect that after so many years, the original battlefield and the remnants of the war still exist in this world together. It's a wonderful thing. Qingyun Lao Dao couldn't help but sigh.

Chen Qinglang was interested: "Those flying swords and magic weapons, many of them can still be used?" ”

Qingyun Lao Dao smiled: "The Immortal City is the final battlefield of that battle, and those who can get there alive are all high-level predecessors, and their weapons and magic weapons are all prohibited, although thousands of years have passed, the ban may be damaged, but the anti-devouring power is definitely still amazing." If there is no prohibition master to crack and eliminate them one by one, it will never be usable. ”

"Have you put away all those things?" Chen Qinglang asked.

Qingyun Lao said: "That's nature...... I didn't look very carefully, though, and there must be more good stuff in the city. It's just that what I'm looking for now is a breakthrough in the realm, and I don't care so much about these weapons and magic weapons. If Chen Daoyou wants, I can go on another trip and collect all the contents inside. ”

"How long did it take for my predecessors to travel from the Kungnarada Desert to Puhai?" Chen Qinglang asked.

"Soon, a little more than a day."

"Will that city be flooded by quicksand again during this period?"

"Probably not, sandstorms aren't that frequent."

Chen Qinglang thought for a while and asked, "Are the seniors really willing to run this trip for me?" ”

"That's nature." Qingyun Lao Dao replied very simply.

Chen Qinglang asked, "Why?" ”

"Because I have a request for Chen Daoyou." Qingyun Lao Dao is unabashed.

Chen Qinglang was surprised: "The cultivation of the seniors is high, what is there that needs to be asked of me?" ”

Qingyun Lao Dao smiled bitterly: "Although Xiaoyou's cultivation is not as good as mine, but it is the orthodoxy of the Taishang Sect, but my casual cultivation is really not comparable." ”

"The seniors are serious."

"Needless to say." Qingyun Lao Dao shook his head helplessly, "Since I reached the Yuan Dan realm three hundred years ago, the Yuan Dan has sprouted ten times so far, but none of them have succeeded, the reason for the failure is that my own talent is not high, and the second is that the exercises used in my previous cultivation are not good, and the foundation is unstable, and the third ...... It's just that the Shenhua Technique is not good enough, and the chance of success is very small. If a person has been unable to break through in a realm, he will be discouraged, but if he can't break through due to various reasons when he can clearly break through, then he will not only be discouraged, but collapse. Ten times I failed to transform into a god, that is, my mind is stable, if I were replaced by someone else, maybe I would have given birth to a demon in my heart a long time ago, and become a madman, a fool or a dead person. But even if my mind is stable and I fail to transform into a god ten times, my patience has been exhausted, and if I fail a few more times, I am afraid that I will not be able to hold on. ”

"It is indeed not easy for my predecessors to experience ten times of nine deaths where everything is empty. It's just that I'm just a little monk in the psychic realm, and I can't help me in the process of transforming into a god. Chen Qinglang said.

Qingyun Lao Dao smiled: "Of course Chen Daoyou can help, it just depends on whether he is willing to help." ”

Chen Qinglang thought for a while, and suddenly understood what he wanted to help himself.

"The seniors are not disciples of the Taishang Sect, and the juniors can't give the cheats casually, please understand." Chen Qinglang said directly.

Qingyun Lao Dao asked, "Then what if I join the Taishang Sect?" ”

"Senior, there are few people in the Taishang Sect now, my master is not here now, your cultivation is so high, and I am not qualified to accept you into the Taishang Sect, this matter...... I'll talk about that later. ”

Cultivation secrets are the most important thing in the cultivation world, if Qingyun Lao Dao is Chen Qinglang's best friend, he can easily present the cultivation secrets, but the problem is that he is not. There's no way he can trust him 100 percent, at least for now.

"I didn't say that I would join the Taishang Sect now, after all, our friendship is not deep, and the secret book of cultivation is the foundation of the cultivator, and it will be handed over to others, waiting for his life. I'm not in a hurry, I've been in this realm for hundreds of years, and I don't care about staying for a few hundred more years. I believe that as long as I treat each other with sincerity, one day, we can become very good friends. At that time, even if I don't take the initiative to ask, Daoist friends will definitely not bear to watch me fail to transform into a god again and again. As a Taoist friend, I am afraid that I will take the initiative to join the Taishang Sect and learn the cultivation methods of the Taishang Sect. I am waiting for this day to come. ”

"Seniors believe there will be a day?" Chen Qinglang asked.

Qingyun nodded his head: "I believe it." ”

Chen Qinglang said with a smile: "As long as the seniors believe it, then there will definitely be that day." ”

"Then next, I will first search for the weapons and magic weapons left in the Immortal City for Xiaoyou, and when I am done collecting, I will come back and hand them over to you immediately." As he spoke, he got up from the couch.

"Wait a minute." Chen Qinglang stopped him, "Senior, do you know a plan I'm preparing now?" ”

"Didn't the Taoist friends say that they want to revive the monastic civilization? I can see that you mean it. ”

Chen Qinglang nodded: "That's right, but now, I have encountered a problem." He handed the notebook to Qingyun Lao Dao, "This is the first problem I encountered. ”

"Xiaoyou means ......" Qingyun Lao Dao looked at him and didn't speak, but the meaning in his eyes, Chen Qinglang understood it at once.

He nodded: "That's right, I think...... The city of immortality is the place where the monastic civilization is revived. There...... It's a good fit. ”