Su Jiuming was woken up by the carriage. When I opened my eyes, I saw a strange boy with a round figure sitting next to me in a daze. Looking at the clothes, it should be one of the people who were tied up before.

"You're awake. The boy greeted him cheerfully.

"Are you?" Trying to sit up, Su Jiuming rubbed his chest, and was surprised to find that it didn't hurt so much.

"Hey, slow down. Hurriedly stretched out his hand to help him up, and the young man introduced himself: "I am Yan Ning of Danxiamen, what do you call Daoyou?"

"Well, my name is Su Jiuming. ”

"It turned out to be Brother Jiuming, and I am fortunate to be lucky. Yan Ning sat cross-legged and bowed his hand to a nondescript salute.

Su Jiuming hurriedly followed suit. Turning his head sluggishly, he opened his mouth, wanting to ask something but not knowing how to speak.

"Come back to our senses, we're safe. The people from the Tian Yuan Sect said they would escort us into the city. ”

Su Jiuming wanted to ask Yan Ning, why was he here? What was going on just now? But after thinking about it, he didn't know how to ask.

He's not stupid. From the people who were called fallen demons that I saw before I fell unconscious, and the godlike battle, to the Tianyuan Sect's Secret Cloud Sect Danxia Sect mentioned between the words. He knew that this was not his world at all.

The old teaching book once mentioned that there is a land of immortals in this world. Inside are all immortals who are looking for the avenue to ask for immortality, and they can turn over the clouds and rain with their hands. Ordinary people will never see it in their lifetime, and only mortals with immortal fate can go there. It turned out that he had always thought that the old man was playing with nonsense, but he didn't expect it to be the truth. But this immortal's realm was too dangerous, and before he saw anything, he almost lost his life.

Yan Ning reached out and took a fruit from the dark compartment of the carriage, wiped it on his clothes casually, and took a big bite with a click. "It's uncomfortable. Our captured spiritual power has not recovered, and the spirit sword rune paper cannot be used, so we can only make a carriage. If you bear with me, it is estimated that it will be there in half a day. ”

Raising his hand to lift the curtain of the carriage, the air no longer emitted a bad smell, but a fresh smell of grass and trees. When I looked over, new shoots were sprouting from the trees on both sides of the road, and the tender green was very pleasant. It seems that they have left the col.

Su Jiuming turned around and asked, "Where are we going?"

"Go to the Lianhua Gate in Nanling to repair. ”

"Lianhua Gate?"

"A small sect, I guess you haven't heard of it, I just heard from someone from Tianyuan Sect. ”

Su Jiuming secretly complained in his heart, not to mention that he hadn't heard of Lianhuamen, and he didn't even know where Nanling was.

may have been scared before, or it may have been suffocated all the way. Finally having someone to speak, Yan Ning couldn't stop with his mouth, pulling Su Jiuming to blow nonsense from the north and south of the world, eager to pour the things in his head clean. Su Jiuming didn't dare to talk nonsense, just listened to him quietly, and responded with a "hmm" from time to time.

Saying that, his mouth was dry, Yan Ning picked up the water bag on the side and poured it. Looking at Su Jiuming, who was smiling and listening carefully to his nonsense, he felt a little embarrassed. "I'm sorry, I'm a person who likes to pull people around when I'm frightened. ”

"It's okay, it's interesting to hear from you. ”

Although Yan Ning's words were not nutritious, they could be regarded as providing him with some information, so that his eyes would not be blackened and he would not know anything. He was indeed not in any place he knew of now, but should have been the place where these self-proclaimed monks lived. Most of the people here are cultivators, and there are almost no mortals. Everyone has some abilities that are more or less different from those of mortals. Some of them are monks of the sect, and some of them are solitary monks. Listening to the meaning of Yan Ning's words, mortals have a very low status here, they are not welcomed, and it is very difficult to survive. Now the situation is unknown, and the outside is so dangerous, if he is found out to be a mortal and kicked out of the team, he is afraid that he will not be able to survive even a day.

"Speaking of which, you are really lucky, if it weren't for Han Qingyi who came to the rescue, it would be better to say if your little life could be saved. Yan Ning casually threw the kernel out of the window, wiped his hands and said.

Hearing the familiar name, Su Jiuming came to his senses. "How?"

"Don't you think that the injuries on your body heal too quickly? You fainted and didn't know, Han Qingyi saw that you were too seriously injured, and fed you a rebirth pill, which is still of the highest grade! Yan Ning pursed his lips, and his chubby face was full of envy, jealousy and hatred.

"That's a top-grade rejuvenating pill, although it doesn't help with the recovery of spiritual power, but the title of the flesh and bones of the living dead is not an exaggeration. Pointing to the wounds on his body, Yan Ning continued: "It's only been a long time, and the external injuries on your body have basically healed, and the internal injuries are basically no big deal, they are all the medicinal effects of the Rejuvenation Pill." The most valuable thing is that the high-grade pill is very mild, and there is no erysipelas. Not to mention monks, even mortals who eat it will not explode to death like a low-level person. If it weren't for Han Qingyi, how could ordinary people have such good medicine in their hands?"

Su Jiuming was afraid for a while, fortunately it was a high-grade elixir, otherwise he would have become a meat foam at this time. However, the fairy sister is really beautiful and kind-hearted, although she looks cold, she is willing to give him, a stranger, such a precious elixir.

Han Qingyi's graceful figure appeared in his mind, and Su Jiuming couldn't help but feel a flutter.

Before life and death, his mind was blank, and he only asked the fairy sister to save his life. Now that there is no death threat, Han Qingyi's delicate face is clearly reflected in his mind at this time.

Rumo's long hair had no side decorations, only a small jade crown held up high and tied into a simple ponytail. The ends of the hair hang down to the waist, and the heart of the person who scratches it with the movement is itchy. The skin is like snow, the eyebrows are cold, and the lips that are not thin or thick are not dotted, adding a touch of bright color to the facial features.

Su Jiuming himself didn't expect that in that situation, he could still see so clearly and remember so clearly.

Yan Ning slammed his fist up. Of course, he still remembered that this was a seriously injured man, and the force of the attack was not heavy.

"Ahem, what are you doing?"

"What are you thinking, your face is rippling. ”

"I didn't think about anything. Su Jiuming looked empty-hearted.

"It's all men, who doesn't know who. Rolling his eyes, Yan Ning turned his head and took out another fruit. While gnawing, he said, "I'll tell you, you can hold your head." Like Han Qingyi, let's not talk about Xiao Xiang, even the slightest thought is a kind of blasphemy against others. ”

"This Han Qingyi is the only disciple of the head of the Heavenly Yuan Sect, the head of the Righteous Path, Lingxu Zhenren, and he is a natural spirit body. From birth, he was carried to Tianyuan Sect and carefully taught. She is only twenty-eight years old today, and now she is already in the foundation building period, and she is really the proud daughter of the sky. The people who chase her can be lined up from Tianyuan Sect to Wushang Mountain, and they are all Xuanmen celebrities and rookies on the righteous path. We are crooked melons and cracked dates, we are not qualified to even think about it. ”

Of course, Su Jiuming knew that he was just a mortal, how could he go to Xiao Xiang to be such a noble girl of the Immortal Sect. It's just that when he was dying, Han Qingyi fell from the sky, like a goddess who saved all beings, and when she pulled him back from death, her figure could no longer be erased from her heart.

Without stopping for a moment, the team finally arrived at Nanling.

Su Jiuming's eyes widened in surprise as he looked at the magnificent and huge city. The nearly 100-meter-high walls reached into the clouds, and the bricks and stones of the walls carved behemoths he had never seen before. It was obviously fake, but just looking at the powerful aura coming from the stone wall of the giant beast from a distance made it difficult for him to breathe. Standing outside the city, the quaint taste of belonging to this city comes from inside the city.

At the gate of the city, a small group of soldiers in silver armor stood straight at the gate of the city, the spears in their hands exuding a faint cold light.

A line of dozens of horses running parallel through the streets that are too wide leads to the end, dividing the city into two halves. There are no noisy stalls and vendors on both sides of the road, only clean and tidy shops standing on both sides of the street, receiving every customer who enters the store.

Su Jiuming lay by the window, looking at the sky, the sky was incomparably blue, and occasional white clouds drifted lazily.

From time to time, there are people in the sky who walk in the sky, and their clothes are fluttering. Su Jiuming, who was watching, was fascinated for a while.

After a day of repairing, Su Jiuming learned about this world, a world of cultivation.

This is the wonderland of legends. Su Jiuming muttered to himself, feeling that what he had seen and heard in the past few days, his first sixteen years seemed to be in vain.

It would be great if I could also practice myself, like these immortals.