The blue bird carried Fu Xuefeng, He Qi and Ling Gaizhi, and the three of them roamed above the clouds.

Seven days later!

The blue bird flew down the clouds, no more than a hundred feet above the ground, and this distance could see the many low-level monsters above the northern plains more clearly.

"Whew-"

When the blue bird flew over the territory of a group of wolves, a fourth-order demon wolf below raised its head and roared.

This wolf is a few feet tall, his body length is close to two feet, his hair is like snow, his eyes are scarlet, and his eyes naturally flow out of a chilling killing intent and fierce light.

After the wolf howled, more than 300 wolves of different sizes behind it roared in unison! The she-wolf immediately brought the cubs back to the wolf's den, and the wolves looked at the huge blue birds in the sky with great vigilance.

The wolf can't fight the tiger, it's not as strong as the lion, and it's not as good as the fox in terms of intelligence, but in the face of monsters that are much stronger than themselves, the wolf's ferocity has not retreated at all.

The blue bird left a huge shadow on the ground and quickly swept over the territory of the wolves, hurrying forward.

Where the black shadow passed, many low-level demon beasts were agitated, some ran wildly, and some had low intelligence and roared in the sky, and the many demon beasts in the northern plains, because of this reason, there were nearly ninety percent of the monks in the northern plains, all of whom were cultivating the slave path to resist demons and change the way.

It's just that as many as ninety percent of the monks are in a weak position in front of the illusion of the Mirage Palace, and in the entire Great Jin Immortal Dynasty, the influence of the Slave Dao monks and the monks of the Changing Dao is even smaller.

Therefore, when it comes to the monks of the Northern Plains, everyone first thinks of illusions, but in fact, the basic practice of illusion is only the monks of the Mirage Palace.

This scene is like the Tianyan Sword Sect once dominated the Southern Wilderness, but nine of the ten monks in the Southern Wilderness were not sword cultivators.

After the blue bird flew for another quarter of an hour, there was a huge city on the vast grassland in front of him.

This city is also full of traffic, people come and go, extremely prosperous, not weaker than other giant cities in the Great Jin Dynasty, Yi Heqi's eyesight can not see the edge of this city.

However, compared with the cities of the Great Jin Dynasty, the cities here have no city walls, and the buildings are scattered.

Looking at the city covering an extremely large area, it stretches to the end of the sight. It is rumored that the first city of Beiyuan, Beiyuan City covers an area of 3,000 miles, and it is true that it is worthy of its name when I see it today, such a large city, no wonder it can accommodate tens of millions of people.

In the land of the Northern Plains, there are many monsters, and human beings cannot be scattered and live at will like the states of the Great Jin Dynasty, and there are basically no small mountain villages in the Northern Plains.

The human race is all gathered together and multiplied.

It is said that it is Kitahara Castle, but it is actually more like a small country.

Fu Xuefeng did his best to be a landlord, introduced to He Qi, and said, "Yun Daoyou, we are in front of Beiyuan City!"

"We'll rest here, and then we'll go to the Mirage Palace!"

He Qi smiled gently: "It's all up to the fairy's arrangement!"

Walking all the way, it was basically He Qi and Fu Xuefeng talking, this woman and He Qi were talking and even happy, and Ling was afraid of losing a lot of words when she entered the Mirage Palace at the beginning of Ling Reform.

It seems that when he was in the Wind Thunder Pavilion, his status was not low, and he was a young talent, but compared with He Qi, who was incarnated as Yun Zhongzi, there was a big gap.

Of course, he didn't say a word, he basically just talked about some scenery introductions and some innocuous words.

"Yun Daoyou, there is Lao Zuzao Town in Beiyuan City! At the trade fair here, you can trade the treasures that my generation of dragon and tiger monks are excited about, Daoist friends come to Beiyuan to travel, Beiyuan City can't help but visit!" Ling Gaizhi said with a smile.

Fu Xuefeng is like a strong woman, talking to He Qi about the affairs of Beiyuan and the world, and Bixia Zhenren also focuses on cultivating this closed disciple as a potential figure in the sect.

Women talk more about power and the world, and they are invisibly less feminine.

Fu Xuefeng said with a smile: "It just so happens that Senior Sister I still have a lot of mundane things to deal with, Senior Brother Ling, you can accompany Yun Daoyou for a good walk in the city! ”

"Senior Brother Ling, this is my Mirage Order, you hold this order, in Beiyuan City, except for Uncle Chi's mansion, you can get unimpeded everywhere!"

Fu Xuefeng gave Ling Gai a token, and it was obvious that the task of receiving He Qi fell to Ling Gaizhi.

The blue bird landed in the city of Beiyuan, which is different from other places in the city, there are no mortals and low-level cultivators who come and go here, and there is a big flag that is dozens of zhang high, and the wind blows on the flag, and the fierce sound on the flag is not small.

The flag is on a blue background, embroidered with a fierce tiger ready to pounce, embroidered vividly, with a strong killing aura.

"Yun Daoyou, forgive me for not being able to accompany you!"

He Qi smiled and said, "Fairy, please!"

Wait for Fu Xuefeng to leave.

He Qi looked around, his eyes fell on the flag again, and Ling changed his way: "Yun Daoyou, this is the Flying Tiger Banner of the Famous Northern Plains!"

The banner is just an inferior magic weapon, and with the semi-excited large array here, it faintly emits a majestic evil aura outward, suppressing all the monks under the Returning Origin Realm to a certain amount of mental and spiritual suppression.

Just like the unicorn and the fierce lion at the gate of the General's Mansion, people are intimidated by its majesty at first sight, and they are naturally in awe of this master.

The master of Beiyuan City is surnamed Chi, his name is Qinghong, a monk in the middle of the Guiyuan Realm, he is one of the elders of the Mirage Palace, but he is an outlier, and his cultivation is not the illusion that the Mirage Hall is proud of.

Chi Qinghong's cultivation is the path of change, and he can turn into a flaming glazed tiger, and with his extraordinary strength, a small half of the big fat meat in Beiyuan City is close to his bowl.

After all, the Mirage Hall is the overlord of the Northern Plains, and the sect has to occupy most of the interests of the Northern Plains City, just like the feudal officials at the governor level, shepherding one side, and having the power of life and death, but there is still an emperor in charge.

Local interests can allow you and the court to open 28 or 37, which is the biggest bottom line.

The Tiger of the Northern Plains, Chi Qinghong, the name of this person, He Qi heard it when he had not yet set foot in the Northern Plains.

Ling Gaizhi asked: "Yun Daoyou, the purpose of my generation of monks is to look at the Taoism of all sects and sects in the world and prove each other. There are a lot of slave and changing monks in the North Plains City, do you want to see one or two of them?"

He nodded and said: "I have this intention, what I am practicing here is the Dao of Physiognomy, the unity of body and spirit can incarnate into a Qilin, I just want to see how this is different from the Dao of Change!"

The architectural style of the Northern Plains is very different from that of the Great Jin Dynasty, where ordinary people build houses with civil engineering, ordinary houses in the Northern Plains are made of bluestone, and monks' houses are built with huge bluestone.

Such a house made of boulders can last for thousands of years, even if the ban fails.

The two came to a large compound.

"Seniors stay!"

Ling Gaizhi was also a new face in the Mirage Palace, and it seemed that not many people knew him in Beiyuan City, and he was even stopped by a guard wearing gold armor when he entered.

Ling Gaizhi took out the token given by Fu Xuefeng and shook it, and the gold-armored guard hurriedly bent his knees and half-knelt down and said, "It belongs to the next elder!"

These low-level monks don't recognize people, no matter who this is, what his surname is, as long as he takes out the Elder Token, he has the corresponding power.

Ling Gaizhi said gently:

"Get up, this is a distinguished guest of this sect, there are opinions to know the slave road and change path of the northern plains, today in the Jinlan enclosure, which Taoist friends are discussing the law!"

The golden armor guard said: "The elder came by coincidence, Senior Uncle Chi just broke through the bottleneck of the late stage of the Dragon and Tiger, and invited dozens of seniors to discuss the law in the Jinlan paddock, and the situation is unprecedentedly grand!"

Ling Gaizhi frowned, he had only entered the Mirage Hall not long ago, and many dragon and tiger monks in the sect had never seen each other, and after thinking for a while, he asked, "You are talking about Chi Wushuang, Senior Sister Chi, right?"

The golden-armored guard said suspiciously, "Exactly!"

Ling Gaizhi turned back to He Qi and said: "Yun Daoyou, Senior Sister Chi Wushuang Chi is the beloved daughter of Senior Uncle Chi, and her cultivation is also the Dao of Change, as far as I know, her cultivation has only been in the top three times so far, and she is expected to become an ancestor-level figure in the future!"

One Jiazi is sixty years, three Jiazi is one hundred and eighty years, and the Dragon and Tiger Monk has a lifespan of nearly 600 years.

No matter which level of cultivator, you can calculate the longevity yuan by half, and in the first half of the period, it is uphill, and the cultivation, true yuan, and qi and blood will become stronger and stronger.

The second half is going downhill, the true yuan energy is more refined, and the divine soul can be stronger, but the qi and blood will slowly weaken.

Generally monks who are in the first half of the journey are more likely to break through. Six hundred years of longevity, there will be no Dragon Tiger Monk who can break through at the age of five hundred and eighty or ninety years and advance to the Returning Origin Realm Ancestor.

Of course, there are no absolutes in the world, and there are also people who go downhill when their qi and blood are weakened, encounter an opportunity against the sky, get a genius treasure, break through at the age of about five hundred, and become the ancestor of the Returning Source Realm.

Chi Wushuang was only one hundred and eighty years old and had reached the late stage of the Dragon and Tiger, and with the help of her father in the middle stage of the Returning Origin Realm, it seemed that this woman had a great chance to break through the Returning Origin Realm.

He Qi's expression was as usual, and he said, "Yun has to go and see this red fairy!"

"Please!"

The two of them entered the tall stone courtyard, which was very empty, but it was not surrounded by Jinlan.

The two of them stepped onto a short-distance teleportation array, and in a flash of brilliance, they pierced into the void, and after only one breath, they landed on another teleportation array in a four-cornered pavilion.

The estimated distance is within 10,000 miles, not too far.

There are many dojos in the big cities around the city, for the monks to compete in a relatively fair and peaceful state, and learn from each other.

The Dragon and Tiger Monk finally felt that his hands and feet were bound in the forbidden hall, like an acquired martial artist, who was confined to the three-zhang wide ring, and it was a little inconvenient to move vertically and horizontally.

The Cam Ranh enclosure is different, it covers an area of 2,000 miles, and there are no prohibitions here.

Not to mention that it is enough for the Dragon and Tiger Monks to do it, when they come to the Returning Source Realm Monks to fight here, they will not feel restrained, and they can fight as much as they want.

It was specially designated as a paddock to inform the low-level monks that they should not enter at will, so as not to hurt the innocent when the high-level monks fought the Fa.

"Roar!"

A huge beast roar came, and a golden-horned leopard king with golden scales around his body, with a group of more than 300 golden-horned leopards, ran wildly on the grassy grassland.

Look at the Golden Horn Leopard King to reach the sixth-order top, and the weakest of the more than three hundred golden-horned leopards have reached the third order, which is equivalent to a mid-iQue monk.

He Qi urged Taiyi to look at the Qi Technique, that was the real Golden Horn Leopard King, not the Transformation Dao Monk, He Qi's gaze swept over, and under an inconspicuous little leopard in the leopard group, there was a lean man hanging upside down.

The man was like a knight hiding under the belly of a horse.

This person held his breath with all his strength to prevent his true yuan aura from leaking out, and a pair of small eyes swept towards the sky, looking for the opponent who was also hidden.

His opponent was also a slave monk, but he was a master of birds.

In the sky, flocks of birds of different sizes flew.

There are many kinds and bright wings, but they are like a group of well-trained soldiers, many but not chaotic, as if they are in formation, obviously controlled by someone.

The wings of many flying birds flow brightly, although the strength of these demon birds is weaker than that of the golden-horned leopard, they can win the wind and be flexible.

He Qi's Taiyi Wangqi technique was very good, and he easily saw another slave monk turn into a goshawk, hovering with the birds at the edge of the flock.

"Boom", "Boom", "Boom", "Boom......

A flock of birds fell downward, and the wings of the birds were like knives, flying in the air, like sharp arrows, and there was a sound of breaking through the air.

"Roar"

After the Golden Horn Leopard King roared, the three hundred Golden Horned Leopards flashed with golden light at the same time, and all the beasts gathered in the middle, and the golden light formed a huge golden shield.

Slave control of beasts is not a simple matter of dripping the blood of demon beasts to recognize the owner and then be done.

The avenue is three thousand, and the slave path is also a very powerful way of cultivation, and the monk's soul essence and blood are limited, so it is impossible to drip blood from all the enslaved demon beasts to recognize the master.

At the same time, in the fighting method, you can't give orders to all demon beasts.

Just like a general who commands an army of millions cannot give orders to every soldier, he does not even guarantee that every soldier is in awe of him in his heart.

There are many people with mixed hearts, and among the millions of people, there are those who want to be deserters, those who are afraid of death, those who are old, weak, sick and disabled, and those who do not obey discipline.

A person with advanced attainments in the slave way, commanding many demon beasts, can act like clouds and flowing water is very natural, and can gather the power of all demons to defend and kill.

For example, the demonic power urged by many golden-horned leopards now constitutes a large shield that is very strong, and the pressure distributed to each golden-horned leopard is not great, much stronger than their individual defense.

The four artistic conceptions of war, killing, anger, and madness can all stimulate potential, but the four artistic conceptions will affect the mind and judgment.

The slave path has a unique feature, which can stimulate the potential of the demon beast, make it in a violent state, and increase its strength, while the slave path monk himself has less influence.

Just like a general of a hundred battles, he can motivate his soldiers to sacrifice their lives and forget about death, knowing that it is death, but they still rush forward, they have broken their hands and feet, and they can still open their mouths to bite, fight to the last drop of blood, and rest until they die.

But the general himself will not be impulsive and reckless.

Of course, that is the essence of the slave path, and it is not something that these minor monks in the mortal realm can grasp.

The birds pierced down like arrows, and slammed into the golden shields, and some became meat cakes, only to knock the golden shields out of a ripple, and some of them swept up immediately when they were about to collide.

The four golden-armored guards outside the pavilion bowed respectfully and said, "Welcome to the two seniors, dare to ask the two seniors, can there be an invitation from Uncle Chi!"

PS: Only this chapter today.

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