The "Ice Oasis", this is the source of the dark sea.

Surrounded by trees and flowers, but the edge is frozen ground, when approaching, Gu Yan looked carefully, only to see the sound of underground water, slowly nourishing these plants.

"It's so magical!" praised a sentence I don't know if this is a wonder of heaven and earth, or a scene arranged by power, Gu Yan Shi Ran stepped forward. It's better to waste less time on what you can't explore.

The tall forest around this is just a scene, the depth is not long, and after about a minute, Gu Yan passed through. After that, it's where the real crowd is located.

On the vast plains, dense houses rise from the ground and are scattered. From time to time, smoke rises, and in the distance, a wall can be seen standing proudly.

No matter where they are, there is a division between mortals and monks, the Demon Domain is like this, and the Sword Demon Territory is the same, but the former is more distinct.

In the past two days, Gu Yan's Yunlai footwork practice has to be good, at least the shape is there, and in the blink of an eye, it is close to the front.

Shuttling through these busy crowds, watching them coldly as they run around for a living. These scenes repeat his previous life, as if they have nothing to do with him. It's not that he deliberately shows the kind of aura that doesn't eat the fireworks of the world, but once the monk steps on this path of cultivation that kills the sky, he is a world of difference between a tree and a mayfly from mortals.

"Uncle, have mercy on me......" After Gu Yan arrived here, the magic white cloud under his feet had been removed, and he walked alone. Along the way, although Gu Yan's clothes were ordinary, the kind of temperament after cultivating was extraordinary, not to mention that there was also Gu Ming, who seemed to be fierce and vicious, beside him. The little gangsters passing by didn't dare to provoke, and ordinary demons avoided it. But those beggars don't care about this, seeing Gu Yan's solemn righteousness, they think that it must be kind-hearted, and hurriedly grabbed the corner of their clothes and begged.

Gu Yan was walking, and a black shadow suddenly burst out of his body startled him, and when he looked closely, it was a child with a stained face, dressed in rags, looking at him with pity in his eyes. At a glance, the child was only about ten years old, Gu Yan was stunned, as if he had found the shadow of his childhood in him.

"Alas. He sighed and stopped Gu Ming, who was about to make a move. A tael of broken silver and a clean piece of clothing appeared in his hand, and gently stuffed it into the beggar's hand, Gu Yan walked straight forward, no longer paying attention to the thousand thanks behind him.

Naturally, he didn't only have these pieces of silver in his hands, and he couldn't look down on the treasures of the soul refining cultivators, and he couldn't look down on the currency that was common to mortals. Normally, monks always bring some of these things with them for the purpose of rewarding mortals. If he gave the beggar gold and other valuable things, it would not be a good thing, and it might hurt him.

On the way, I met a few poor beggars, Gu Yan scattered some broken silver and clothes one by one, these things within his power were of course a gesture.

Along the way, watching the cold and warm in this world, walking and stopping, about half a day, the two came to the city wall. Compared to the Illusory Demon Sacred Courtyard, this city wall is not a little weaker in terms of momentum. The bricks and tiles on the walls of the city were fastened very tightly. An embedded purple gold gate exudes the majesty of a treasure elephant. This gate seems to be an insurmountable gulf between a mortal and a monk. Of course, these mortals are always indispensable, and if they want to enter, they must be led by monks.

In front of the door, there were four guards in full upright, their armor shining and shining, and sharp weapons pinned to their waists, coldly interrogating those who entered the city wall.

The source of the dark sea is close to the dark sea, and it is attacked by sea beasts all the year round, and the guards here have also been tested by blood and fire, which cannot be compared to those guards who guard the Illusory Demon Sacred Courtyard, who only collects some tolls all the year round, and is forced by the coercion of the Holy Courtyard, who dares to make trouble there?

"Brother Ming, let's go in too. Looking at the monk beside him, Gu Yan suggested.

"Hmm. His life experience is much less than that of Gu Yan, and at this moment, of course, Gu Yan's words are the first.

After two days of preliminary study, the original monster is no longer the unkempt pet lying on the ground with sharp claws, and has learned to communicate simply, and walking upright is naturally no longer a problem, after all, his cultivation is also the Great Perfection of the Demon Barrier Realm. At this moment, he also accepted his current name, and for the time being, he planned to mix with Gu Yan, who saved himself from the dire situation. Gu Yan's clothes fit just right on his body, and after some washing, the seventeen or eighteen-year-old Gu Ming looked very delicate, and he was also a seven-foot man with a straight waist. On the contrary, Gu Yan's figure of more than six feet has lost a lot.

There was no charge at the entrance of the gate, and the guards looked at the monks and mortals who entered the gate with a hint of coldness. Although they are all monks of the Demon Barrier Realm, due to the perennial battles, they unconsciously carry some aura of the Realm on their bodies, and some people who are uncertain or have ghosts in their hearts will naturally be frightened and show their flaws. However, a monk with a real conspiracy would not be able to make a mistake here.

Gu Yan and Gu Ming's cultivation was much higher than these guards, and this kind of oppression had little effect on them.

Just as the two of them were about to step into the city gate, the sound of wheels crushing the ground and the deafening sound of horses' hooves suddenly sounded behind them.

"Boy, get out of the way!" a loud shout rang out.

Gu Yan turned his head to see that it was a carriage with a silver skyhorn horse as a mount, and hurriedly pulled the stunned Gu Ming to the side. The Silver Horned Pegasus is a general-level demonic beast, and the power that casually uses it as a mount must also be a behemoth. When the carriage went to one place, it stirred up a field of dust.

"Hmph, what's the matter, let Lao Tzu give way!" This time, some of the people who entered the city chose to retreat like Gu Yan, and there were also two people who relied on the forces behind them, and after glancing at them, they still walked forward and took care of themselves.

"Yu Yu—" The coachman pulled the reins, and the wildebeest stopped, exhaling a turbid breath from his thick nostrils. Dozens of horses' hooves crumbled on the ground a few times, and another wave of dust was raised.

"Brute!" the monk in front of the horse cursed, not knowing whether he was scolding the horse or the man.

The coachman was a big man, and he was angry because of this monk, but when he heard this insult, he couldn't bear his temper, and he directly took the horsewhip and whipped it, and said angrily in his mouth,

"Huangkou Xiaoer, you dare to scold our rich cars and horses, look for death!"

"Money is full of people! It turned out to be someone there, no wonder he was so arrogant!" Hearing this person's name, the surrounding crowd suddenly whispered.

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