The speed of the Flying Spirit Boat was amazing, Xu Feiyang stared at the mountains and rivers flying away below, and the county towns could only flash a few breaths in front of him before they left, only the blue void in the sky remained unchanged for eternity.

I don't know how many counties and counties I flown over, and half a month later, Fei Lingzhou came to a large city. I saw that the blue and white stone walls here were piled up in the sky, and the flying spirit boat could not fly over the city tower, so it had to stay at the foot of the city.

Looking up, the city tower stands majestically, simple and majestic. Above the city gate, there are three big characters of "Huayuan City" carved in black and gold, and the font is unrestrained and domineering, and the momentum is magnificent. The fog was churning in the sky, obscuring the sunlight from the sky, and it looked extremely oppressive.

Outside the city tower, there was a silence, the fog was misty, and only the whirring sound of the wind flute could be heard, which was a bit desolate and deep. Only under the city tower, there are more than a dozen strong decorators patrolling and guarding here.

Sensing it carefully, the middle-aged monk who took the lead was unfathomable, and even the guards behind him had the strength of the late stage of spirit building.

Xu Feiyang's heart sank, and he hurriedly followed Mu Qiang and the others to the foot of the city gate, standing behind him in a regular manner, and he didn't dare to breathe.

"Dare to ask if the Venerable Master Nanyang is on duty here?" Mu Qiang asked with a fist at the middle-aged man who led the team opposite.

"This seat is Nanyang. Who are you waiting for, and what are you doing here?" the team leader raised his eyebrows and asked majestically.

When Mu Qiang heard this, he smiled and clenched his fists and said, "We are disciples of the Lingji Mountain Sect, and the order of the Fengshang Sect brought people here to participate in the secret realm training. ”

After speaking, Mu Qiang took out a Lingji Mountain's Sect Master Token, and then took out the conscription order that Kunyang had passed on last time, handed it to the Venerable Master of Nanyang, and said softly: "Nanyang Daoist Friends check in front of it, this is the conscription order of the Shangzong and the identity token of this sect. ”

Nanyang squinted at it, and the divine consciousness in the late stage of Dancheng invaded the token, and after a while, he nodded and said lightly: "Since you are called, you can enter the city." ”

Then with a wave of his arm, a purple light rushed up the tower. Ten breaths later, the heavy gate slowly opened with a roaring sound.

"If you enter Huayuan City, you must not fight at will, cause trouble, and those who violate it will be sent to Infernal Purgatory and will not be released for life. The Venerable Master Nanyang casually threw the token and the conscription order to Mu Qiang, and said coldly.

"Yes, in accordance with the decree of the Sect. Mu Qiang smiled and nodded, not daring to overstep the slightest.

"Let's go!" Nanyang turned around and walked to the side, no longer looking at the Lingji Mountain group.

Xu Feiyang looked at the commanding appearance of the Venerable Master of Nanyang, and felt slightly uncomfortable, but looking at the appearance of Master Mu Qiang and Wu Changlong, he obviously had a deep fear of Shangzong.

Mu Qiang smiled and beckoned everyone in Lingji Mountain, and followed them one by one into the city gate.

A few people stepped into Huayuan City, and what caught their eyes was the "big" of the city!

Extending tens of thousands of meters from the front of the city gate, except for a few observation decks and pavilions, there are teams of patrols and guards standing on them, empty, vast, and the figures in the distance can be seen with the naked eye under the sunlight, but there are only small black spots like ants.

Raise your eyes and look into the distance, the golden dragon statue standing at a height of 10,000 meters, the tail pillar stands on the ground, the four claws are open, the dragon head overlooks the city gate, and the golden scale armor is sparkling, like a living thing.

The eyes were wide open, and there were bursts of golden light circulating on them, Xu Feiyang only raised his eyes to look, and suddenly felt tears in his eyes, and his soul was as painful as a pinprick.

"Ahh

At the same time, Mu Yang, Ouyang Fei, Lin Yundong and the other three were also wailing in pain, especially Lin Yundong had a trace of blood flowing out of his ear and nose, which was obviously even more painful.

"Don't stare at the eyes of the high-altitude divine dragon, this is the Xuanxu Golden Dragon evolved by the Holy Venerable with the Dao method, the eyes have the ability to destroy the pupil and devour the soul, and those who are not cultivated enough to look at it will cause damage to the eyesight and the soul. I heard that this Xuanxu Golden Dragon is a sharp weapon of Hua Yuanzong to guard the north, and it can be transformed into a god in wartime, and its divine channel method is the nemesis of the demon technique. ”

Mu Qiang and Wu Shengxi obviously knew about the existence of the Xuanxu Golden Dragon, and they didn't look up and stare at it, and only remembered to remind them after seeing the disciples being injured.

It took a few people a long time to calm down the cracking feeling brought by the soul, but fortunately, the golden dragon was a phantom fossil dragon, and several people had no other discomfort except for pain.

But unexpectedly, Lin Yundong took half a stick of incense longer than others to recover, and then he was even more pale, his breath was messy, and he looked sick, which made the others stunned.

Mu Qiang and a few others returned to normal, glanced at Lin Yundong more, frowned slightly, but after all, they didn't ask, and continued to lead everyone forward.

After suffering hardship, several people did not dare to look up again, and walked forward quickly. After a few people ran the True Yuan for two hours, they gradually saw a sparse figure. After walking for another hour, the surrounding buildings began to rise densely, and the original square became a series of avenues leading to the four directions.

At this time, the surrounding crowd was bustling, there were mortals who were walking and selling pawns, there were also cultivators who were flowing with true yuan, and sometimes you could see teams of patrolling law enforcement officers.

"Uncle Shi, where are we going now?" Xu Feiyang asked suspiciously, looking at the spacious avenue in all directions.

"Just come with me, there are guidelines in the call-up order. Mu Qiang spread out the conscription order in his hand, and there was indeed a small brown line on it, extending somewhere in front of him.

"Uncle Shi, have you ever been to Huayuan City before?" Xu Feiyang followed Mu Qiang and asked as he walked.

The rest of the people were also interested, and looked at Mu Qiang with some curiosity. But Lin Yundong kept his head down, as if he didn't dare to be interested in it.

"The old man was fortunate enough to come here once eight hundred years ago, when I was a demon hunter with my third brother and Xunyi in the North Styx Mountain, and was brought here once by the predecessors of Hua Yuanzong. Mu Qiang said faintly, as if he had touched a memory deep in his heart, his eyes were deep, and his pace became slow.

"I still remember that the three of us only had the late stage of the Spirit Realm, but in a demon hunt, we fell into a demon cave and accidentally discovered a shocking conspiracy. Mu Qiang's voice seemed to be far away, slow and low.

"Boy, do you know what the three of us wanted at that time?" Mu Qiang asked with a chuckle as he recalled that sweet memory, with a happy smile on his face.

Xu Feiyang was stunned for a moment, thought for a while, and said eloquently: "Uncle Shi and Master Zun are righteous brothers, Lingji Mountain has been established for more than 800 years, which coincides with the time when you came to Huayuan City. I heard that if you participate in the demon hunt in the North Styx Mountain, those who have meritorious service will be accepted into the Huayuan Sect, and the three of them failed to enter the Huayuan Sect, and they also gathered in Lingji Mountain. The nephew guessed that your wish at that time should be to let the sect promise you to create your own sect. ”

"Hahaha. Your kid's mind is really delicate, and his analysis is very reasonable. Yes, at that time, Xunyi put forward the desire to establish a sect. Xu is tired of the three of us fighting and killing in the cultivation realm, and we all want to find a safe haven to retire, so we have been staying in Lingji Mountain for more than 800 years, and we haven't come out to see the beauty of this world for a long time. Mu Qiang laughed, as if he was in a good mood, and his voice gradually became light and easy-going.

Xu Feiyang and Feng Huanyu also smiled knowingly, and even Ouyang Fei stood up and asked respectfully, "Great Elder, can you tell me about your demon hunting story in the Northern Styx Mountain?"

"Oh, if you want to say that eight hundred years ago, the demon clan and the ghost clan in the Northern Stygian Mountain were not so rampant at that time, and it was still the human race that could occasionally attack. ”

Speaking of the story of the year, Mu Qiang felt that his heart was smooth, and he became more energetic, and told Xu Feiyang and others about the memories that he had already sealed.