The majestic Divine City is like a dragon lying horizontally, sitting and lying for 80,000 miles.

When Blade saw this majestic mountain for the first time, he was really shocked.

"Didn't there be such a majestic building in ancient times?" Feng Yin wondered.

Blade shook his head: "Inheritance memories don't have these, most of them are powerful creatures and amazing spells, so I didn't react as much as you when I saw Kunpeng." ”

At this time, there is only one day left before the final feast of 10,000 people in the Dragon Festival, and on that day, all the participants of the Dragon Festival will gather together, which is the most grand and grand feast.

Regardless of race, regardless of power, as long as you are powerful enough, you are eligible to participate, how many people have sharpened their heads, hoping that others can drag their families and give themselves a place.

"It's really fast, the Dragon Festival of one month and ten days will end tomorrow. ”

In the noisy restaurant, a cultivator shook his head and said with a sigh.

"Now the young generation of major powerhouses, most of them have been divided into high and low, Han Bingzi, Long Yazi, and Dumping Mountain, there is no doubt that they have ascended to the most eye-catching position of this generation, from now on eight hundred years, the cultivator world is their world. The other old man was drunk and said with some embarrassment.

"I don't know if Feng Yin of the Tongxuan Sect is dead, if he doesn't die, hey! It is estimated that the next 800 years will be difficult to say. Someone laughed and quipped.

"Tilting Shanzi is the descendant of Wanfeng Mountain, Long Yazi is the descendant of Zun Long Palace, and Han Bingzi is ......" Feng Yin patiently explained, introducing the origins of those people to Blade one by one.

The latter's eyes were clear, and his eyes were unconsciously sharp, and he heard a sense of arrogance in his heart, and an urge to compete with them.

Two hours later, the two of them, who had changed their appearances, appeared at the door of the Tongxuan Sect's residence, wanting to see Fengzi.

"Senior Brother Fengzi was furious a few days ago, and was personally suppressed by the head of the sect and forcibly brought back. A handyman guarding the door said.

"I went back...... Didn't you participate in the Dragon Event?" Feng Yin was surprised.

"The master said that he was willful, and he still needed to practice for a while. The young handyman in his twenties replied.

Feng Yin's eyes darkened, and when he was about to leave, a crisp child's voice came from behind him.

"Big brother, are you looking for Brother Fengzi?"

Feng Yin turned his head and saw Zhu Ling standing at the door in a depressed mood.

"Since Brother Feng Yin's accident, no one has played with Brother Feng Zi anymore, and in the end, he can't even stay, and Brother Feng Yin has been expelled from the sect......" Her eyes were lowered, her little face was wrinkled, and she was about to cry when she spoke.

Feng Yin trembled, and at this moment he was touched to the softest place in his heart, he hurriedly walked in front of Zhu Ling, squatted down and seriously brushed away the latter's tears, and looked directly into her crying red eyes.

"It's hard for this kid. He thought to himself, a little remorseful.

"Don't be sad, Brother Feng Yin didn't have an accident, he is alive and well, but he can't come for the time being. Feng Yin said seriously.

Zhu Ling's eyes widened suddenly, he looked at Feng Yin in surprise, and asked, "Is what you said true?"

"That's right, after you go back, tell Brother Feng Zi that Feng Yin is not dead, let him not be excited, okay?" Feng Yin said softly, carefully like casting the most exquisite gift, for fear of scaring Zhu Ling, who was already very fragile.

But Zhu Ling looked at him suspiciously: "How do you know this, I don't know you..."

"My name is Yin Feng, and I am a good friend of Feng Yin, you can go back and ask Feng Zi to know. ”

Yin Feng was one of his pseudonyms when he was on Earth, and I believe that Feng Zi will understand this after hearing it.

The little girl was happy all of a sudden, and immediately ran back with excitement, and said excitedly: "I'm going to tell Shi Wei, it's great, Brother Fengzi is not dead......

Feng Yin stood up, looked at Zhu Ling's cheerful back, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Who's Fengzi?" Blade asked.

"One of the twelve heavenly stems of the fourth base, like you and me, is one of the few survivors. ”

On the street, there was a lot of traffic, and the cultivators who came and went were of different forms, some riding earth dragons, some driving giant spiders, some stepping on flying swords, and everyone was heading in one direction.

"Today is the most solemn day of the Divine City, the Dragon Feast of the Dragon Event. ”

Feng Yin sat in the Zunlong Restaurant, holding a wine glass and looking out the window, in the past, such places were overcrowded, but at this time, there were very few cultivators in the restaurant, and compared with the outside, it seemed very deserted.

"You, lead the mounts we are waiting for to the stable, and these treasures will be yours. ”

At this time, a purple-clothed young man sprinkled a large number of treasures on his table, reflecting half of the table full of colors, and the man commanded angrily, calling Feng Yin to lead the horse.

Outside the tavern, several distinguished purple-clothed men stood outside the door, dressed luxuriously, inlaid with gold and jade, waiting for Feng Yin to go up and lead the horse.

"Why, do I look like a slave?"

Feng Yin asked rhetorically, didn't even look at Baoyun, swept his arm, and the team of colorful Baoyun made a noise, all rolled to the ground, scattered all over the ground.

The purple-clothed young man in front of Feng Yin was stunned, he didn't expect Feng Yin to be so tough.

He saw that Feng Yin was dressed ordinarily, and he looked a little shabby on such an occasion, thinking that even if he was not a handyman, he would not be able to walk when he saw so many treasures, who would have thought that the latter's reaction would make him deflated.

"Hurry up, it's a big deal to send more money. Outside the door, several distinguished men urged.

The purple-clothed young man snapped, pressed his palm on the table, and a clear palm print suddenly appeared on the bronze table, and at the same time, his breath was released, this person was actually a cultivator in the middle stage of the Dao.

"Pick it up, get out of here, and lead the horse. He reprimanded, his eyes narrowing slightly, and his tone menacing.

On the other side of the table, Blade, who had never spoken, raised his head and said flatly, "Get out of here and slap yourself." ”

The tone was flat, as if he was saying that eating and drinking was simple at a glance, Feng Yin smiled when he heard this, and just thought that the man was going to be angry......

Mutation appears—

When the young man in purple heard this, he really walked out step by step.

Feng Yin's eyes widened, looking at this scene incredulously.

I saw that the young man who had just been domineering walked to his friends outside the door with blank eyes, and his posture was strange, like a walking corpse, which made them stunned.

"Why, did that man ask for too much money?" asked one of them, confused.

Syllable!

This person actually twitched his mouth, his voice was crisp, and the slapping sound came far away, causing many passing cultivators to cast strange glances.

"Huh, why am I here?"

After the fight, the purple-clothed young man's eyes regained clarity, and he was surprised to find that his cheeks were a little painful.

"Which of you is going to lead the horse?" Blade asked, standing up.

The bodies of several people outside the door trembled, and they suddenly realized that they met the hidden masters, and they all showed shocked expressions.

"Don't be angry, it's just a joke, don't take it to heart. One hurriedly bowed his head and said, but he still couldn't hide his shocked expression.

"Yes, yes, we know it's wrong, don't be angry......"

The rest of the people also bowed their heads and apologized, and hurriedly led their mounts out of here, only the purple-clothed young man who had just smoked his mouth was confused and didn't understand what had just happened.

After those people walked away, Feng Yin couldn't help but say, "This is the ancient Dao method, what an amazing method!"

Take control of the creatures!

(End of chapter)