"Woo~~"

A strange sound pierced through the clouds, disturbing the formation of the flock of birds in front of it, and a white-crowned and black-feathered stupid bird fell behind, fluttering its wings in a panic, and the large army in front flew farther and farther.

Right now.

A large hand grabbed its abdomen and then lunged forward.

"Leave you!!"

It was as if the Dumb Bird had installed an accelerator and scrambled to catch up with the team.

"Haha......"

Yu Xian retracted his gaze and let out a hearty laugh.

As soon as I thought of running away, the world widened.

After the auction, he went straight home to pack up his salute and run away with his sister.

And after leaving Shangyang City, Yu Xian found out that he was the first stop after returning to the Immortal Cultivation Realm, and what an immature decision it was to choose to come to Shangyang City.

Novices should stay in the novice village and venture to go to the high-end field, not only can they not please them, but they also feel depressed.

Thinking that there might be seventy, eighty, or ninety foundation building monks in a city that could threaten him, as well as dozens of violent gangs, and a mysterious Jindan Zhenren suppressing the party.

He had a feeling of being constrained.

But he can't be blamed for it.

Shangyang City was a dream at the beginning of his crossing, and after he had the ability, of course, he came over to realize his dream as soon as possible.

Moreover, in a place like Shangyang City, only the best cultivation environment for Yulan can be given.

But whether the shoe fits or not, you don't know until you wear it.

Obviously, Shangyang City is not suitable for him, at least for the time being.

Especially when it saw that Shangyang City was about to become a whirlpool.

Even if there was no request from Zhao Laozu, he would probably find a reason to run out for a while first.

The red sword light was like a skateboard in the air, passing at great speed, piercing through the clouds.

Yulan and Zhao Shiwen stood on both sides of Yu Xian, with three points of excitement, three points of nervousness, three points of longing, and one point of confusion in their eyes.

But Yu Xian only had enjoyment on his face, savoring the delicate touch on his arm.

The left is small and the right is big, very springy, and very slippery.

"I'm suddenly looking forward to the rest of my life."

Yu Xian glanced back, and there were only the disappearing sky and white clouds behind him.

……

Strictly speaking, the radius of thousands of miles with Shangyang City as the core is all in the Immortal Cultivation Realm, or a remote place under the rule of the Xuanyang Sect.

After all, it is a place bordering the secular world, and it cannot be expected to be rich.

This can be seen from the fact that the strongest monk is only a Jindan Zhenren, and he is still a Jindan Zhenren who is not valued by the sect.

Of course, no matter what, Shangyang City is the center of one place.

Here are the most powerful monks, the most powerful inheritance, the most complete professional inheritance, and the largest spiritual vein within a radius of thousands of miles......

But outside Shangyang City, it doesn't mean that it's a blank.

There's a bigger world out there.

However, there is no state system here, only large and small villages and towns, which occupy a spiritual vein and exercise autonomy in the form of families and sects.

Under the power of time, it has continued to prosper, perish, and rise, and change to a new master.

For example, Yu Xian used to be a tenant farmer in the Nangong family.

The Nangong family was originally just a Qi training family, but when their ancestor was lucky enough to break through the foundation, their status rose and they were directly upgraded from a small landlord to a big landlord.

They occupied a first-order high-grade spiritual vein, opened up spiritual fields and medicine mountains around the spiritual veins, and began to raise fish, plant trees, and develop industries.

As well as the opening of a fang market to attract nearby casual cultivators and mortals.

Slowly, with the Nangong family as the core, a small town where monks and mortals lived together.

If there are no accidents in the town, most people will be dependent on the Nangong family for the rest of their lives.

Their biggest goal is to serve the Nangong family, hoping to be appreciated, become a foreigner of the Nangong family, and then pin their hopes on the next generation.

Of course, there are also many people who choose to travel and look for opportunities.

But basically there will be no news.

It's like leisure.

He had been away from Nangong's house for nearly ten years, and people who had known him before probably thought that he had died on the way.

As for why they live so hard, but they don't go to the mundane world to have a good time.

Yu Xian summed up several reasons based on personal experience.

One is more bragging, less action.

Even if it's all rotten, most people have intermittent ambitions.

Not everyone can go straight to the end like him, he is willing to take all his savings and risk his life to go to the mortal world to cool off.

To tell the truth, he was simply forced to do so.

A dignified traverser, who is yelled at all day long, shouts and drinks, tramples on his dignity at every turn, points at his nose and scolds him for being delusional, and he can't mix up human appearance in his life.

His idea is very simple, even if he wants to die, he has to taste what it is like to be an uncle first.

Then he went to the country of Yue.

The other is the monks who go to the mundane realm, and almost never come back.

Going to the mundane world is more like a comfort in the mouths of many low-level monks, similar to college students saying that they will go back to their hometown to take the exam if they can't mix up with people this year.

But who knows if they are really masters in the mundane world.

Even being killed by mortals doesn't have to be.

Where there is the unknown, there is fear.

Another is that they still have a glimmer of hope in their hearts, and new legends appear on this land every moment.

Maybe good luck will come to you the next moment.

If you really want to go to the mortal world, then you really won't be able to turn over for the rest of your life.

Of course, those who open the hang are excluded.

To get back to the point, the Zhao family land that Yu Xian is going to now is similar to the situation of the Nangong family.

About eighty years ago, the Zhao family was still a small Qi practicing family living in Zhaojiagou, five hundred miles away from Shangyang City.

Zhaojiagou has an unadvanced spiritual vein, and the Zhao family has gone through several generations of hard work to open up more than a dozen acres of spiritual fields, barely supporting several qi cultivators to resist various natural and man-made disasters.

Until Shangyang City held an immortal ascension meeting, the purpose of which was to select qualified boys and girls to go up the mountain to serve real people.

Zhao Laozu was the most qualified clansman in the Zhao family at that time, and he happened to be eligible.

So the contemporary patriarch overrode public opinion, raised the strength of the clan, and supported him to go to Shangyang City, and it was at that time that Zhao Laozu got the immortal fate and entered Shangyang Mountain.

Later, Zhao Laozu broke through the realm of foundation building, and was appreciated by Danyang Zhenren, not forgetting the family's favor, and trying his best to support the Zhao family, making the Zhao family one of the eight new immortal cultivators in Shangyang City in one fell swoop.

However, the Zhao family did not move the whole clan to Shangyang City, but left most of the clan in the clan land.

Shangyang City is used to cultivate elites, and the clan land is used as the basic plate of the family to strengthen the family bloodline.

The rest of the families are basically in this pattern.

It is a family instinct that eggs cannot be put in the same basket.

In his spare time, Zhao Laozu asked him to sit in the Zhao family's land, and promised to give him fifty percent of the benefits, and it was more likely that he could protect the Zhao family's bloodline.

After all, Zhao Laozu didn't have the skill of clone.

With his identity, it is impossible for him to leave his post without permission and personally sit in the clan land, so he urgently needs a foundation-level combat power.

About two hours later.

In the distance, I saw a light mask that looked like a small bowl of white jade upside down in the valley, and inside the light mask were rows of magnificent houses, like a mirage emerging from the mountains.

After a pause, Zhao Shiwen on the side said with a happy face:

"That's Zhao Jiagou, our Zhao family's clan land."

"I'll go down first and let them open the formation, so as not to cause misunderstanding."

This Zhaojiagou is not the original Zhaojiagou, but the Zhao family later seized a small sect's first-order high-grade spiritual vein.

After a long period of development, future generations only know the new Zhaojiagou, but do not know where the old Zhaojiagou is.

"No, you don't."

I saw the red mangs fall in the sky.