At this time, it was just noon, the sun was high, and a big city was bustling with people, Ye Qingxuan, who looked no more than ten years old, was wearing a Taoist robe that didn't fit very well, walking on the street, it was inevitable to attract people's attention, but most of these eyes were not malicious.

This is a big city that Ye Qingxuan came to after leaving the mountains and forests, while asking and following the flow of people, this big city is called Linguang, and I don't know who named him, this city is always more magnificent than Ye Qingxuan has seen such as Xiangyang, Jinling and even Chang'an.

If it is said that the three cities of Xiangyang and Jinling and Chang'an are the world's heroes, then this Linguang City in ancient times is really like the legendary fairy city.

Ye Qingxuan has the Sanqing Avenue, and now that he has obtained the all-encompassing Dao Canon, he can naturally see that this Linguang City is wrapped in several mysterious arrays one after another.

Although Ye Qingxuan didn't know how these big arrays were used, just by his eyesight, he could see that in addition to the main defense and attack arrays, there were also other formations such as gathering spirits, gathering veins, transforming true fire, and so on.

It seems that the layout of this Linguang City, in the era after the Great Tribulation, I can't even think that it is the six super sects in the world, and I am afraid that there is only one gate of the Mountain Protection Array.

Walking into the city, what Ye Qingxuan saw in his eyes were the most ordinary people, their cultivation was in the innate realm, and the martial artists who had practiced martial arts a little were all in the congenital consummation, or the martial saint realm.

Seeing this, even Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but secretly smack his tongue in his heart, and sighed again and again, "In this ancient era, it is really a prosperous era of martial arts!"

Along the way, what Ye Qingxuan didn't expect was that his now delicate and lovely face had become a big help for him, after all, he was just a teenager now, even if someone wanted to make up his mind, he wouldn't hit the child with his thoughts.

Of course, in this ancient era, whether there were human traffickers or not, that has to be said for another time.

It is precisely by virtue of this advantage that Ye Qingxuan can be regarded as having figured out some of the common sense of the ancient era.

The ancient era is different from the era after the catastrophe, and now the emperor of the Great Qin is on the throne, and the temple and the martial arts complement each other, the holy land of martial arts in the world is headed by the Daomen, and every Tianzun of the Kunlun Daomen will also enter the Great Qin as an official and be the guest secretary of the emperor.

Although this guest secretary does not have much real power on weekdays, but the whole of Great Qin will be respectful to this guest secretary, after all, this Kunlun Tianzun, who holds the position of guest secretary, is the bridge between the emperor and the martial arts.

Of course, the martial arts has Kunlun Tianzun in the Great Qin as a guest, and the Great Qin will naturally have a prince to learn the Tao in Kunlun to practice martial arts, so complement each other and continue to circulate, and the temple and the martial arts are surprisingly harmonious.

It is precisely because of this that the ancient times were really simple and simple.

As for the name of this Kunlun Tianzun now, Ye Qingxuan naturally knows it effortlessly, and his Dao number is forgotten, and as for Chongguang Tianzun, Ye Qingxuan has the heart to inquire about one or two, but in the end, he has some scruples in his heart, so he doesn't dare to ask people at will.

Now that Ye Qingxuan has come to this Linguang City, the most important thing is to find out where Shangqingguan is.

But this matter is not in a hurry, after all, the death of the Qi cultivator was to send that cloth bag to Shangqingguan, if he asked at will, he might bring unnecessary trouble to himself.

Now is not the era after the catastrophe, Ye Qingxuan naturally has to be careful in everything.

Since he was brought here by Zhouguang Jinque, Ye Qingxuan has not entered the water and rice, although with his realm for a few days and nights without eating or drinking, it is not a problem, but now that he has a choice, there is naturally no need to wronged himself.

So he found a restaurant at random, deliberately made an old-fashioned appearance, asked for a few side dishes, and then ate and drank by himself with tea.

Of course, while eating and drinking, Ye Qingxuan will not forget to listen to all directions, in the final analysis, no matter what era it is, the restaurant and tea house are the distribution center of sources.

Sure enough, in just one meal, Ye Qingxuan once again had a great understanding of today's times.

Now the hottest discussion in this restaurant is the so-called catastrophe that first appeared more than a hundred years ago, and then was carried by the major heavenly venerables.

Of course, because the Great Tribulation is too far away from this mundane and low-level martial artist, when these people discuss it, it is more like they are telling some stories that have nothing to do with themselves.

According to the news I heard, more than a hundred years ago, a river of blood suddenly hung in the sky of this spiritual realm, and from the river of blood, many terrifying demons rushed out.

It's just that this blood river didn't exist for long, and it was scattered by the Heavenly Venerables who made the move, and those demons were naturally strangled by the government and the major martial arts sects.

Since then, the world seems to have regained its tranquility, and things like demons and rivers of blood have gradually become things in legends.

After hearing this, Ye Qingxuan could only be silent, he couldn't jump directly in front of these people and say to them that it was a catastrophe, you should eat and drink, this spiritual realm would be destroyed by a catastrophe one day sooner or later.

If he says this, I'm afraid that in a few moments, there will be officers and soldiers who will come to take him, this Great Qin law is strict, but it is certain that he will not be open to him because he is a teenager.

Shaking his head slightly, Ye Qingxuan hadn't sighed yet, but he heard a low sigh full of compassion in his ears first.

When I turned my head to look, I saw a Taoist robe that had been washed with a pulp wash, which had turned a little white, with a shimmering face, two slender white eyebrows, and an old Taoist with a gray dust in his hand, and walked into the restaurant.

I saw him sitting down, shaking his head and sighing, and looking at those ordinary people and warriors who were chatting, his eyes were full of compassion and helplessness.

The sigh of the old Taoist naturally attracted the attention of others, but in ancient times, the identity of the Taoist was not low, so those people did not say anything, but some unhappiness flashed in their eyes, and then they continued to eat and drink, chatting.

"Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!" The old Taoist didn't look for himself and was bored, and went to persuade him, but he just asked for a bowl of tea and a few steamed buns, and made a Taoist name, and ate and drank silently.

Picking up the steamed buns, this old Taoist seemed to notice that someone was looking at him, so when he turned his head, he saw Ye Qingxuan wearing a robe that didn't fit well.

This old Taoist saw Ye Qingxuan's eyes stunned for a moment, and then nodded slightly towards him, just when Ye Qingxuan thought that this was the case, this old Taoist stood up and walked in his direction.