Time flies, time flies.

More than two years is neither long nor short, and it has passed in a blink of an eye.

Fire City, covers an area of more than 30 miles, the city lord's mansion is located in the central area of the fire city, the construction area covers an area of five miles, the periphery is built with red bricks into a wall more than five meters high, and the inner courtyard has four major areas.

In the center is a majestic mansion, which is the private residence of the lord of the city.

At this time, Ye Wudao was listening to a lecture in the central area of the City Lord's Mansion, in the Scripture Pavilion next to the City Lord's mansion.

There are still three months left before the three-year period, but now the topic of discussion in the outside world is almost all about the recruitment of disciples in the Xuanxu Holy Land.

"Regarding the improvement of the Splitting Sea Realm, in addition to the growth of the spiritual sea in the body, there is also the cultivation of the physical body, after the completion of the physical body, you can cultivate the physical body, and after breaking through the shackles of the first layer of skin and flesh, you will ascend to the first god of the five gods and begin to enter the skin training," said the deputy city lord of the Fire City on the high seat of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

In the crowd below, Ye Wudao sat on a futon at the very front, his expression was a little numb, he had heard these words no less than ten times.

He was surrounded by a hundred guards like him, all dressed in red robes and wearing iron helmets with the word "fire" on their heads.

"Deputy City Lord, I want to know why I want to cultivate my physical body, and keep improving the spiritual sea in my body to increase the level of mana to the maximum strength, isn't it?" said a young guard.

"Suppose, your mana strength has reached its peak now, but you can't break through for a long time, then at this time, will you choose to continue to stagnate or strengthen other places? I said in my first sermon that cultivation depends not only on mana strength, but also on the spirit on Sendai and our own body, as well as strong organs, if you listen to the lecture with such an attitude next time, then there is no need for you to come again" The deputy city lord's voice was a little cold.

The guard was so frightened that he hurriedly closed his mouth, not daring to speak.

About an hour later, the mission ended.

Before Ye Wudao could get up, a group of guards surrounded him.

"Brother Ye, do you understand this verse about the gods on Sendai?" asked one of the guards.

"What kind of divine soul can you talk about if Sendai hasn't condensed one by one? It's good to be able to exert ordinary divine sense, and who do you ask me?" Ye Wudao said angrily.

From the first day Ye Wudao entered the Fire City as a guard, he received a lot of attention, for no other reason, just because Ye Wudao was too "beautiful".

The snow-white skin and soft eyebrows immediately attracted a large number of people.

Ye Wudao did not disappoint, his strength was obvious to all, and he easily tore apart a cloud python during an experience, which made people who had some careful thoughts before not dare to act rashly.

And his comprehension is also higher than these guards, like what attracts the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to open up the spiritual sea, the spiritual sea is improved, and the operation of the magic is answered dozens of questions.

For others, these methods became simplified, but for Ye Wudao, these were just his own nonsense.

Combined with some of Earth's memories and his own strange state, he simplified some of the more difficult methods.

These things relied on the tricks that everyone figured out by themselves, and when they were preached by Ye Wudao, many people had comprehension.

But there are also many people who are unhappy with him, and others hide it when they know the trick, for fear of being discovered by others, but Ye Wudao is good, and he directly drags it out, so that some of the guards who have just started have a lot of gains, and they don't think about it for themselves, and cultivate according to the tricks, which also invisibly has more than ten or twenty more competitors, and also lowers the monk's overall self-thinking ability.

Over time, these guards came to consult him as soon as they encountered problems, and more than two years have passed, and many of the guards have reached an improvement level, and even some have been promoted to squad leader, and their realm is higher than him.

They are all the same batch, why is there such a big gap? Ye Wudao is still mixed in a group of small guards who have just entered the City Lord's Mansion.

There are only a few people left who entered during the same period, and the rest have either been promoted to squad leaders or have been pulled away by some squadron leaders.

Now he has a feeling like he is carrying a handle in a kindergarten.

"It's time to leave!" Ye Wudao sighed, his heart full of thoughts.

For more than two years, his strength is still in the so-called sea realm, there is no ocean in his body, he has always been void and chaotic, saying that he is not the sea realm, but he can really use mana.

The strangest thing is his aura, after cultivating for so many years, his aura is not at all.

So much so that when he went out of the city with the deputy city lord for the first time, many people were despised, and he also installed the nickname of "Kidney Deficiency Son".

There is no flesh and blood in his body, and at a glance, coupled with his face, preconceived notions make him feel very empty.

After the lecture, Ye Wudao returned to the place where he lived, the westernmost guard attic of the City Lord's Mansion.

"Morning, Brother Ye" Many of the little guards who didn't go to the Scripture Pavilion greeted Ye Wudao.

"Early" Ye Wudao returned the salute.

"Brother Ye, the disciples and guards of the City Lord's Mansion are now in the martial arts arena, as if they are discussing the matter of going to the Holy Land," a sixteen-year-old guard said.

"I'll go over later, now pack up the baggage" Ye Wudao finished speaking, and without waiting for the rest of the people to ask, he walked straight to the attic where the ordinary guards lived.

His room was on the second floor, and he didn't have much to do and just cleaned it and left.

"Martial arts field, forget it, or don't go on the road with those people" Ye Wudao thought, he took the burden and came to the hall where he managed the guards, and asked to pay the fee for this month and walked out of the city lord's mansion.

He walked around the fire city where he had lived for three years and said goodbye to some familiar people.

"What, Childe, do you really want to leave?" The flower man was a little surprised, and a look of reluctance flashed in his eyes.

Ye Wudao glanced at the beautiful woman and returned the sachet she gave him.

"My heart is longing, and the love of children has nothing to do with me," he said, and he took out a dozen more sachets and handed them to the woman.

The "childe" woman looked at this pretty face, a little distracted, and when she came back to her senses, she had already gone away.

"The clouds want to dress and the flowers want to look, and the spring breeze supports Revlon......" the woman murmured, reciting the poem that Ye Wudao had drunk on.

"Boy, stay safe, be sure to find someone else to walk together, and we'll meet again in the future," said the shopkeeper of the shop.

Over the years, he has obtained a lot of good things from Ye Wudao's hands, and gradually become familiar with each other.

"We will meet again," Ye Wudao said, clasping his fists.

Ye Wudao spent an hour saying goodbye to these acquaintances, and left this huge ancient city.

The Xuanxu Holy Land was not too far from Fire City, only five or six thousand miles, and these news were found out when he entered the City Lord's Mansion in his first year.

There is a mountain range two hundred miles away from the fire city, called the Xuanji Mountain Range, the mountain range is full of dangers, fierce beasts and strange beasts run all over the ground, it is a fierce place, and it is also a blessed place for ordinary monks to get the opportunity.

Ye Wudao broke into the Xuanji Mountain Range alone, and in the eyes of others, there was no doubt that this was undoubtedly self-defeating.

"I still don't need the Divine Fire Mirror, maybe I can meet my fellow Daoists on the road," Ye Wudao muttered to himself.

In the fire city, cheering, many people watched Ye Wudao leave with their own eyes, and their eyes were full of joy.

"This kidney-deficient boy is finally gone!" someone burst into tears.

"What a jade-faced little guard, what is a high eight bucket little literary god, and it's not a kidney-deficient boy" Someone laughed.

"Brother Ye is gone, and there is one less guide on the way to cultivation," the little guard who had just entered the City Lord's Mansion sighed.

"This waste is so bold, he didn't even go with us" The person who entered the City Lord's Mansion at the same time as Ye Wudao and was now the squad leader sneered.

"Ye Gongzi, you must pay attention to safety, you must come back" Hua Manlou, Chunxiang Pavilion and other restaurants of the Oiran silently prayed in their hearts.

Some people are really happy and some are worried.