Xia Qing said that he would go, and took a big circle around the Thunder Temple, but he didn't find a town, and there were no people within a radius of 100 miles. It's not surprising to think about it, the thunder here is terrifying all year round, not to mention ordinary people, even cultivators don't dare to live nearby.

Xia Qing looked up at the sky, expanded the range to three hundred miles, and climbed a towering mountain. This time, there was a harvest, and some people were vaguely found in the east.

Xia Qing sacrificed the teleportation order banner of the Heaven and Earth Alliance, and the banner was concealed and quickly disappeared, and the next moment, another mountain peak appeared dozens of miles away. After breaking through to the realm of life and death, his skills have improved greatly, and the teleportation Dafa of the Heaven and Earth Alliance seems to have improved a lot, at least it will not teleport to a place in the opposite direction.

Standing on the mountain peak, a town surrounded by clouds and mist appeared in front of Xia Qing.

This town stands in the mountains, the Luoshui River meanders through the side, and there are many garden buildings in the city, blue bricks and glazed tiles, every house is antique, and the clouds and mist look like a fairyland. On the city gate, there are three big characters engraved with 'Forget the City of Worries'.

"Hey, forget the city ...... worries"

Xia Qing muttered, feeling that this name was a little familiar, and the map of the Immortal Kingdom Galaxy that Linglong Immortal Palace saw quickly came to mind. Soon, I found a fairy country ruins called 'Forget Worry Star Palace', in the hinterland of the fairy country, next to it is also a long river.

"Could it be that I accidentally came to a fairy ruin?"

"No, there are people in the sky, and the city is obviously inhabited, strange!"

Xia Qing was surprised, he had been to the Linglong Immortal Palace and the Fish Dragon Gate and other immortal ruins, but he had never seen any fireworks in the world, either they had long been deserted, or they were entrenched by demons and traps everywhere. The city in front of you is too unique.

After pondering for a while, Xia Qing changed his outfit and put on a large wide hat disguised as a wandering swordsman.

The banner was hidden, and Xia Qing once again urged the teleportation order flag, and teleported directly to the gate of Forgotten Worry City.

At noon, the sun shone on people lazily, and the little commander of the soldiers guarding the city gate yawned and just squinted his eyes and took a nap. The next moment, I felt something abnormal, and when I opened my eyes, a dusty wandering swordsman came to me.

"Who are you, where are you from, and what are you doing in Forgotten Worry City?" the little commander snorted as he rubbed his eyes. I muttered in my heart if I was dazzled, but there was no one just now, and I came to the front all of a sudden.

A group of city guards rushed up and blocked Xia Qing's way.

Xia Qing glanced at it, a little surprised in his heart. The cultivation of these city defense soldiers is not low, and the weakest one is also in the Heavenly and Human Realm, and they are all cultivators. It is too luxurious to let the cultivators of the Heavenly and Human Realm serve as city defenders, even the capital of the Dakang Dynasty is afraid that there is no such big deal.

"Boy, who are you, where did you come from, and what are you doing in the city of forgotten worries?" the little commander shouted again, his voice became more severe, and he reached out to pull out half of the hilt of his sword as he roared, and all the city guards followed to pull out their weapons, and the momentum was overwhelming.

"In Xia Xiaqing, from Beacon Mountain, this time I came to Forget Worries City is ......"

Xia Qing groaned, thinking about what kind of excuse to find, when a carriage slowly drove by. The cart was pulled by a unicorn horse, the whole body was snow-white without a little variegation, the carriage was carved with a snowflake, and the driver was a samurai wearing heavy armor, and the power in his body fluctuated and was powerful, at least he was a great master of life and death. Seeing this carriage, the city guards hurriedly gave way, stood aside and bowed, and the aggressive little commander changed into a smile and bowed his head.

When he was about to gallop by, the carriage suddenly stopped, and the heavily armored samurai turned around and whispered a few words to the people in the carriage, and asked the little commander who was standing on the side, "General Wu, what's going on?"

"My lord, this man has a suspicious appearance, and he only said that he came from Beacon Hill, and he can't say what he is doing, so we stopped him. The little commander Wu Jinjia replied.

"During this time, the city is holding a Forget Worry Ring to elect the number one master of the younger generation in Wuzhou, and welcome cultivators from all over the world. People can't look good, a seemingly down-and-out wandering swordsman, maybe a hidden master, it's not appropriate for you to make things difficult for others like this, right? Besides, even if it is an ordinary person, it is not suitable to be strictly examined during this time, so that the people of the major sects can see it, and think that we forget to worry about the city and be stingy, do you say it is appropriate?" The heavy armor warrior's tone was cold, and he did not severely reprimand Wu Jinjia, the little commander, but his cold tone gave people an undoubted feeling.

"Yes, yes!"

A layer of sweat suddenly oozed from Wu Jinjia's forehead, and he nodded hurriedly, not daring to stand in front of Xia Qing anymore.

The heavily armored samurai said no more and drove away slowly. When the carriage passed by, Xia Qing faintly saw an old man with gray hair but dressed in Yonghua sitting on the carriage, his face was calm, calm, and calm, and his eyes were closed, as if he was resting, or wandering thousands of miles.

"Why did the chief manager come out of the silent night?"

"That is, not to mention that the chief manager has already retreated, and it will be twenty years before he will leave the customs? Could it be that there was an accident?"

The soldiers whispered and whispered as they watched the distant carriage.

"Shut up, are you tired of living?"

The little commander Wu Jinjia shouted vigorously, and all the city defenders were silent, and they all closed their mouths, not daring to say anything more.

Forget the Worries City Governor, Silence Night!

Xia Qing's heart moved, and he secretly remembered this name, whether in Zhongzhou or Wuzhou, it is really rare to have a lonely surname.

"Boy, you can go, but ......"

Wu Jinjia turned to look at Xia Qing, and his tone was cold, "When you enter my Forgotten Worry City, you must abide by the rules of our Forget Worry City." You are not allowed to beg on the streets, you are not allowed to go around looking for people to apprentice, and you are not allowed to disturb the meditation of the immortals, understand?"

"Understood. ”

Xia Qing replied, looking sincerely scared, coming out to play is to have fun, there is no need to meet these little minions in general, but there are some doubts. Listening to the tone of the little commander Wu Jinjia, it seems that there are many masters living in the city, and there are also the so-called immortals? Is that a disciple of the Immortal Cultivation Sect, or an immortal who survived the Immortal Kingdom era?

"Go, usually you wandering swordsmen don't want to step into the city of forgetting worries for half a step, today is your kid's luck, hum! Hang this identity token on your waist, if you accidentally lose it, you will become an ownerless person, don't blame me for not reminding!"

Wu Jinjia snorted coldly, threw Xia Qing a token, and waved his hand to let him go.

"Thank you, General Wu!"

Xia Qing took the waist card thrown by Wu Jinjia, turned around and left quickly, and only after walking out of the road did he observe carefully. The waist card tentacles are cold, and the back is the pattern of the city of forgetting worries, and the word 'tourist' is written on the front.

"Tourists, ownerless people......"

Xia Qing muttered, feeling that this Forgotten Worry City was even more weird, he pondered for a while, pinned his waist card to his waist, and strode forward. He wanted to see what was going on with this former immortal ruin.