Qinglang City is far away from Liucai City, and it takes nearly two months to reach it after passing through the three cities guarded by Chongming Bird, Golden Crow, and Golden Horned Griffin.

The speed of the demon beast itself is fast, and it is all up to them to travel back and forth, and the nine demon cities of the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain Range have never set up flying boat points. As for the Terrans, they can only rely on their own flying magic weapons to get away.

The flying demon beasts that live in the depths of the mountain range are gathered in a total of five clans, and He Miaomiao will never be hindered in any way, just pick the nearest route to fly.

If the monks of Qinglang City want to travel safely, they need to wear a token on their waists, otherwise they are likely to be captured by the high-level demon cultivators who are born.

Among these five families, those who can turn into human forms are all in the Yuan infant stage, and it is impossible to come out on call to chat with He Miaomiao like their peers. None of the people of her rank can transform yet, and although it is not difficult to communicate, it is not difficult to talk about how to receive them.

It is because she only goes to visit the elders with Zijun at a fixed time, with spiritual wine and spiritual food, and never passes through the land of the three families when she is in a hurry.

She hid in the air and galloped for several days, waiting for most of her spiritual power to be consumed before she came down to rest, and hurried all the way, finally reaching her destination after fifty days.

Created by the peacock clan who like bright colors, the outer barrier glows with seven-colored aura in the sunlight, and when you get closer, the colored light disappears again.

The first thing you see when you pass through the barrier and enter the city is a blue lake that has its source on a high mountain and flows down into the distance.

Between the various tree houses on both sides of the river, there are countless peacocks, some white and blue, some green and some black, all with their heads held high, strolling by the water with small steps.

There are also many foreign demon beasts and monks in the city, who drill in and out of the treehouse, or hurriedly walk along the water to the location of the teleportation array.

The two teleportation arrays are in the treehouse in the center of the city, and the demon beasts of the third order and below cannot teleport alone, and the human slaves also need to hold the master token to pass freely.

He Miaomiao followed a few people of the same rank into the treehouse, the hall inside was as wide as a square, two large teleportation arrays flashed with spiritual light, and the Yuan Infant Demon cultivator who was guarding the array turned into a peacock original, holding his head high and rolling his eyes to check the token.

The Heavenly Demon Great Realm is relatively closed, except for the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain Range, it is only connected to a few medium-sized demon cultivation realms, and He Miaomiao does not plan to go this time.

Before coming to the Futu Realm Teleportation Formation, the Blue Feather Peacock immediately recognized her, "Advanced again?"

"Yes, the juniors have seen Zhongli's seniors. He Miaomiao hurriedly saluted, took out five hundred medium-grade spirit stones and handed them over.

The peacock family is surnamed Zhongli, and the one in front of him is not much different from the blue-feathered peacock next to him, and He Miaomiao can't figure out for a while whether he has seen it or not.

Fortunately, this one just said hello, and his divine sense moved to accept the spirit stone, nodded at her and said, "Go ahead, pay attention to safety outside." ”

The cross-border formation can teleport up to twenty people at a time, and there are not many human races and demon cultivators who go out of the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain, and even fewer go to the Futu Realm. When He Miaomiao entered it, there were only nine monks standing inside, and the blue-feathered peacock still punched into the top-grade spirit stone, and instantly activated the formation.

The formation lit up with a dazzling bright light, and at the same time, it also protected the fragile body of the low-level monk. After the second weight of "Heyan Nine Changes", He Miaomiao was already able to withstand the late blow of Jindan, but the pulling force of the teleportation still made her feel uncomfortable.

Silently counted to a hundred in his heart, his eyes suddenly darkened, the strong light disappeared, and bursts of pure aura came from outside the array.

The unique aura of the Futu Realm can always calm people's hearts, and the Liuli City, where the Teleportation Square is located, is very lively, and there are countless monks from all walks of life, except for the two evil demons, the rest of the monks will be treated with courtesy.

If there are evil cultivators and demons who have cultivated here, they will not be driven out, but they are easily treated coldly, and they are obviously not welcomed.

He Miaomiao stepped out of the formation, and did not intend to leave the square, coming and going many times, he was already familiar with the city, and there was no need to linger more.

She went straight to the teleportation array at the other end, planning to go to the Haotian Realm first, which is also a large-scale immortal cultivation realm, a holy place for Confucianism and Taoism cultivation, and there should be a lot of books and classics.

The teleportation between large realms requires eight hundred medium-grade spirit stones, He Miaomiao lined up in front of the senior monk guarding the array, handed over the spirit stone and stepped into the teleportation array, the strong light lit up, and soon arrived at the Haotian realm with an unfamiliar breath.

Confucianism arose from the mundane, and in ancient times, there were scholars who realized the great way from the books, and once they got out of the world, they became a cultivator. They need the same aura as the others, but what they need more is understanding and the aura of grandeur.

Needless to say, the deeper the comprehension of the classics, the greater the nature.

The spirit of Haoran is even more rare, it is so great and strong, it can not only fill the heavens and the earth everywhere, but also be born from the people who condense justice and morality themselves.

Confucian cultivation cannot rely on short-term hypocrisy to cultivate the spirit of Haoran, and if there is something that violates the original intention, the spirit of Haoran will gradually decay.

Compared with other Taoism, Confucianism pays more attention to cultivating one's own mind, restraining oneself, and according to the Taoist practice of acting freely, it is rigid and stubborn, and it is difficult to be in company.

Under the dim light of the teleportation array, He Miaomiao raised his eyes and swept it, this was a circular square, full of cross-border teleportation arrays, and at first glance it didn't look much different from the teleportation square in other realms.

It's just that outside the square, there are many green tiles and white buildings, small bridges and flowing water pass through the streets, the willows on both sides of the bank are fluttering, and there are countless flat boats in the water, and there are one or several people standing in each, holding a book and laughing and talking.

Except for the square where monks from all walks of life come and go, and the formation is shining, the rest of the place looks like a mundane town where scholars gather.

The buildings without flashiness, the bluestone slabs without any aura, and the Confucian cultivators who are modest and polite and salute when they meet each other are all different from other places.

He Miaomiao came out of the square, looked at the crowded place and followed, and sure enough, it didn't take long for him to find the city in the city.

Ditches were deliberately dug on both sides of the not wide bluestone slabs to draw a trickle from the river and surround all the streets in the city. He Miaomiao crossed the rattling ditch and came to the door of a small shop, with the words "Qianrentang" on the plaque, and a long table in front of the half-step threshold, on which there were many ordinary books, which were sprinkled with a layer of golden light by the sunlight through the enchantment and formation.

"Daoyou is fine, Xiaosheng is polite. A young man dressed in a gray and white placket and wearing a scarf of the same color on his head, with two bands hanging behind him, walked out of the store flutteringly.

He Miaomiao saw that his aura was similar to his own coercion, and he knew that this shopkeeper was the late stage of Ning Dan in Confucianism, also known as a scholar.

She stepped forward and returned the salute and followed the young man into the house, the thick ink fragrance inside was refreshing, coupled with the unique breath of Haotian Realm, which made people feel solemn for no reason.

The owner of this Qianrentang was very compatible with the name of the store, invited He Miaomiao in, served fragrant tea, and led her to walk around the store, only then did she seem to think of doing business, and asked softly: "I don't know what kind of books you are looking for when you come to the shop?"