Chapter 227: Honeywater City

The Black Fire Twin Phoenix galloped away, but when they left, they also showed their speed, it was really a shape-shifting phantom, the speed was so fast, it flew out of a distance of thousands of feet in the blink of an eye, which made everyone admire. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"This couple is really fast, three points faster than the white feather Tianpeng. Looking at the disappearing figure of the Black Fire Twin Phoenix, Chang Feng secretly said in his heart.

"The Black Fire Twin Phoenix, the speed is unparalleled, it really deserves its reputation!Old Han, can you catch up with them?" Looking at the Black Fire Twin Phoenixes who were far away, Luan Dongshi asked Han Dang with emotion.

"If I can catch up, I'll still talk nonsense with them?" Old Luan, can you catch up?" Han Dang asked rhetorically, thus showing his ability.

With a wry smile, Luan Dongshi shook his head to indicate that he couldn't catch up, and then asked thoughtfully: "Old Han, do you think it's possible for us to recruit them to our Xuantian Sect?"

Luan Dongshi's words made Han Dang slightly stunned, but instead shook his head and said, "This is a matter for your political affairs hall, however, I am not optimistic about recruiting them, after all, there is news that they have some relationship with the Netherworld Sect. ”

"Forget it, let's talk about it when we have a chance in the future!" was also not very confident, Luan Dongshi turned to ask again: "Old Han, what are your plans to hand over to them part of the list of resources we brought on this trip?

"Hahaha...... Knew you were going to ask this question. After a loud laugh, Han Dang immediately said: "Let them pass on a word, and see the reaction of the six departments of Xirong, otherwise the benefits will be given to the Yue clan, and the other five departments should have opinions on us, besides, they are robbers, robbers!"

"Hey, Old Han, when it comes to this brain, I'm really not as good as you! Han Dang's words made Luan Dongshi sigh to himself.

"Come on, come on, the ruler is short and the inch is long, Lao Luan, none of us know who! Don't talk that nonsense, let's go! Don't make them wait. With a greeting, Han Dang immediately beckoned everyone to continue walking.

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In the distance, there are snow-capped mountains in the distance, faintly, although not as magnificent as the snow-capped mountains on the Tianzang Plateau, but seeing such a scene in the long yellow sand still gives people a great shock.

In the distance, the shock of the snow-capped mountain scene is not over, not far away there are lakes, large and small lakes form oases, and in the distance there is a river, I don't know where it originates, where it flows, but it gives people a sense of infinite vitality.

Standing on the top of the sand dunes, looking back at the desert behind and looking at the oasis river in front of them, Chang Feng and others also felt great emotion.

On one side is the endless vast desert, no grass grows, making people desperate, on the other side is a lake oasis, the grass and trees are verdant, full of vitality, completely different landscapes make Chang Feng these immortal cultivators also have an artistic conception and feel the magic of nature.

"Gone, gone, through those oases ahead, below the river is Honeywater City, gone, gone. Seeing such a scene, Mi Beishan, who didn't speak much along the way, shouted loudly, with ease and excitement in his words.

Along the way, this Xuantian Sect disciple from the Xirong Yue Clan can be said to be quite nervous, although he has the same cultivation as Chang Feng and the others, he is respectful to Chang Feng and the others, obviously knowing that the status of these main sect disciples is far higher than him.

Now that they are about to arrive in Honeywater City, their task will be completed, which naturally makes him breathe a sigh of relief.

It took more than half a month, Chang Feng and his party came to a place with rivers and lakes that have vitality, and next to the oasis of the lake, you can already see the houses built by the Yue tribe using stone rammed earth, one by one, gathered together, perhaps to resist the blazing sun, all the houses were painted white, and they emitted a dazzling gaze under the sun's illumination.

Looking at the protruding stones from the walls of the house, Chang Feng also asked again and again: "There is a desert all around, where did they get the stones to build the house?"

These houses built next to the oasis and on both sides of the river were surrounded by clansmen dressed in Yue's costumes, and it was obvious that these people were ordinary mortals, and they avoided them from a distance when they saw their team riding three-toed camels.

After two hours along the road on the side of the river, a wide valley suddenly appeared in front of them, stretching for more than a hundred miles, and the meandering river zigzagged through the valley.

And in the valley, a big city that stretches for dozens of miles suddenly appears in front of everyone.

The rammed earth stone walls of five or six zhang high stand all around, the heavy city gate shows the majesty of the big city, and the streets in the city are neatly extended in all directions, different sizes, and the circular spire buildings of different heights are arranged around.

On the roads inside and outside the city, you can already see many people coming in and out, and the three-toed camel, flying cloud horse, stepping cloud horse and other unique spirit animals of Xirong can be seen everywhere, reflecting the prosperity of this big city.

When he saw this big city, Gu Songchen and other disciples who had been to this big city shouted to Chang Feng and other disciples who came here for the first time: "Look, look, that is Honey Water City, the capital of the Yue Clan, named after the Honey Water River that flows through it, the most prosperous big city in the six parts of Xirong, and it is also a city where people who cultivate immortals gather, our destination has arrived." ”

As soon as everyone came to the city gate, a middle-aged man riding a Feiyun horse with a capable face and a Yue clan costume greeted him accompanied by several entourages, and greeted Han Dang, Luan Dongshi and others, full of greetings.

"Senior Brother Gu, who is that person?Why doesn't he look like a person from the six divisions of Xirong?" Looking at the middle-aged man with a capable face, Chang Feng turned his head and asked Gu Songchen beside him.

"Su Banfan, the head of our Xuantian Sect's Xirong branch. With an introduction, Gu Songchen turned to whisper: "This person is extremely capable, shrewd and extraordinary, familiar with the customs and customs of the six tribes of Xirong and the complex relationship between them, bringing many benefits to the sect, and the sect is also very dependent, and it is rumored in our Yi Bao Hall that this person may take over as the hall master in the future." ”

Hearing Gu Songchen's introduction, Chang Feng was also surprised in his heart, and secretly remembered the person in charge of the Xirong branch named Su Banfan.

The quicksand desert is sparsely populated, and except for robbers, you often don't see a single figure for a few days, but entering Honeywater City is very different.

People come and go, and it's very lively.

The wine flag is fluttering, the woman of the Yue clan waves her white palm and beckons to you, when you pass by, the woman will definitely look at you with her blue eyes, looking at the white skin, sweet smile, and deep eyes, you will definitely have a question in your mind, live? or not live?

In the spirit weapon shop, the little servant of the Wusun tribe scanned every passing guest, and once someone entered, they would immediately greet him, and recommend the spirit weapons in their shop to them with a smile on their faces, and even dance twice to show the quality and power of the spirit weapons.

Spirit pill shops, spirit rune shops, spirit grass and spirit wood shops, and most of them are all kinds of immortal cultivation mineral material shops, which are lined up one after another, filling the streets.

On the streets, people come and go, although the Yue clan is the majority, but there are also many monks from the six departments of Xirong and the seven kingdoms of mountains and seas, such as the people of the Yue clan, the people of Wusun, the people of Loulan, the people of Shanhai, the people of Qi, and the people of Yue, who walk alone, leading the spirit beasts...... Walking back and forth on the streets, the customs of the whole Xijon gather here.

On the streets of this Honeywater City, a seemingly ordinary woman was likely to be a master of the Dan Period, a merchant dressed in ordinary clothes might be an elder of that sect, and a man with a strong body and a fierce face and a big sword on his back was probably nothing more than a low-level monk who only had a Qi refining level.

In Honeywater City, there are many people and many things.

Many tribes converge, and conflicts between different ethnic groups are inevitable.

It is likely that while walking, the people of the Dawan tribe looked at the people of the Loulan tribe and glared at them more, and then the people of the Loulan tribe scolded a few words, and after a while, the two sides fought, and the old fists hugged each other and fell together.

As for the passers-by, they are obviously not strangers to this, and they don't even pay attention to it, what to do, obviously this kind of scene is commonplace, and they don't worry about anything big happening at all.

The reason why this is so is because Honeywater City has a clear decree: it is strictly forbidden for anyone to use weapons to fight, and it is strictly forbidden for immortal cultivators to urge mana to fight in the city.

As long as you don't draw your sword and don't kill each other, as long as you use your mana to fight, as long as you don't destroy the buildings of Honeywater City, even if you are in a mess, no one will pay attention to it.

But if anyone violates the laws of the city, I'm sorry, no matter who it is, if you are not an important minister of the Shanhai Kingdom or a prince of the six tribes, the army of monks of the Yue clan who is guarding Honeywater City will be killed immediately.

In Honeywater City, the Yue clan is still able to defend their capital and decrees, not to mention the monks of the Yudan Yuan Infant level, even the top existence of the god transformation and tribulation level, and the Yue clan is not afraid.

Of course, this is a provision on the bright side, if you have the ability and ability, as long as you are not caught by the Yue clan monks' army, as long as you do not violate the bottom line of the Yue clan, no one will pay attention to it.

Honeywater City, the capital of the Yue Clan, has clear laws and law enforcement people, but it is also a chaotic city, and this order and chaos have not affected the development of Honeywater City, after many thousands of years, Honeywater City has always stood here and is becoming more and more prosperous.

Under the guidance of Su Banfan, Chang Feng and his party entered Honeywater City, and then directly entered Xuantian Sect's stronghold in Honeywater City, located in a huge courtyard in the east of the city.

Chang Feng and the others were members of the Xuantian Sect, and for the Xuantian Sect monks in the Xirong stronghold, they were the people of the Upper Sect, and they were naturally welcomed and valued.

Each person has a house, and the degree of application has already been prepared, and there are even disciples from the Xirong branch to serve.

After nearly three months of travel, Chang Feng was also a little tired, and after some washing, he didn't say a word, and fell asleep directly.