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After an hour of temporary training, and a two-quarter hour rest, the wind and sand in the distance swept in like a cover of the sun after tens of thousands of people cheered them on. Seeing that Fu Nuokang was still sweating profusely telling dozens of subordinates all kinds of details, Lei Xiaoyao smiled slightly and fled to the south, even if the battle was a draw, he would scare the other party and toss him half to death.

According to Nanqin's account, real monks rarely set foot in this place, because the aura here is not strong. Hearing this, Lei Xiaoyao suddenly choked, and his heart was also overjoyed, not knowing how terrifying the place with the strongest aura was.

It is possible to find traces of monks more than 3,000 miles to the south, but the border of the map only extends to a range of 5,000 miles, and the drawing of a place called 'Tianyong City' comes to an abrupt end. It was also the farthest she had ever heard of someone who had reached the farthest place, and it was said that the city stretched for forty or fifty miles, and was under the jurisdiction of the monk Shangxian. People and gods are mixed, demons and ghosts are normal for a hundred days, and the various words she learned are spread after the people who have been there come back.

One day in the sky, one year in the mortal world! Lei Yao smiled and went straight to the sky, completely letting go of the speed at a height of more than 20 miles. On the way, he only dressed up for a moment, and then he became a fair-faced middle-aged scholar, dressed in a blue cloth shirt, with long cloud boots and a Confucian crown.

Nanqin also said that there are many ethnic groups like the Moli tribe, and they are constantly migrating every year to survive. Originally, the ancestors were also a medium ethnic group, but they chose the wrong backer in a conflict with a large ethnic group, and then years of accumulation were ruined. The clan was expelled from the homeland where they lived in the era, and they have been wandering to this day, and they have been repeatedly plundered and bullied on the way, and now they are so unbearable.

More than half a day later, Lei Yao, who had crossed countless mountains and rivers, descended to the light, because more than six hundred miles ahead, a guy who only had the late stage of the Ning Zhen Realm was slowly flying away. This was the first monk he had seen when he came to this interface, and in order to get a lot of useful information, he slowly put away his breath and spiritual pressure, controlled it to the same level as him, and quickly chased after him.

"Daoist friends in front, but how about going to Tianyong City together?" More than three hundred miles away, Lei Xiaoyao danced and shouted, although the cultivation of the Condensation Realm could not be transmitted that far at all.

The man also noticed someone behind him at the same time, and glanced back and ignored it, but the light was a little slower.

"Thank you for your love, under the surname Teng, the word bamboo. Lei Xiaoyao immediately took Tengge's surname and Kuzhu's name and put it together, I don't know how the two Condensing Infant Realm seniors felt after they found out.

"You are not a demon clan, why are you fiddling with demon texts, when I am short-sighted?" the other party snorted coldly and ignored him.

"Daoist friends don't know, they come from an unknown clan, and they have never dared to travel since they stepped into the road. I only heard that some of those middle-class people had come to 'Tianyong City' and brought back a lot of strange things, so I couldn't help but go to the door to find out, but I only got the demon text and the translation. ”

"Alas...... Zhuang thought he was miserable, but he didn't expect you to be even more unbearable, hehe! I haven't even been out of the door, I'm very lucky to be here twice!"

"It turns out that Taoist friends are also from a small ethnic group, fortunately, we should cherish each other and take care of each other, the road of cultivation is difficult and dangerous, and multiple friends will be a little safer. It's a pity that I'm new to the rivers and lakes, and I know almost nothing about Tianyong City, and I still need a lot of guidance from fellow Daoists. ”

"Since the background is similar, don't be too polite, the contemptible surname is Zhuang Minghe, and I want to go to the Linghua Conference. ”

"There is such a good thing? I don't know what kind of conditions are needed? Hearing that there is a shortage of spiritual materials in the city, Teng went to wander for a few days, except for a dozen lower-grade spirit crystals in his hand, his bag was already empty. ”

"Hehe, you're really here this time, this Linghua Conference is for poor ghosts like me. As long as you pass the test, you can enter, and I heard that the 'Beast Devouring Sky' once every three hundred and thirty-three years is about to start again. Those old guys were too lazy to move, so they figured out the bad idea of holding a 'Linghua Conference' to recruit monks from all over the world, which could not only quell the beast tide but also make a lot of money. ”

"Uh? Just by the hands of poor ghosts like me, they get rid of the beasts, but they get a piece of the seized spiritual materials?"

"It's not false at all! Daoyou's demon text is unique to the 'Ancient Ruins', have you been there?"

"And the 'Ancient Ruins'? What is that place, it sounds very old. Lei Xiaoyao was startled, but then showed a look of surprise and continued to pretend that he didn't understand anything.

"I heard that the real name there is 'Yunzhao Xuanjie', but a few old guys fell in from there, and the highest supernatural power is already in the Condensing Infant Realm. This kind of demon script is what they brought and spread, and some of them are even proud to be able to speak this kind of language. I heard that the ancient ruins are opened once in a thousand years, and it has been more than 300 years since they came into contact with an interface every 250 years. The quota for entering the expedition is controlled by some super clans, and the small and medium-sized clans don't even think about it. ”

"Then don't talk about good things, otherwise it will be even more disappointing, Teng just wants to get a few common languages in the monk world first, so as not to be quite embarrassed when communicating after entering Tianyong City. After speaking, he glanced at Zhuang He, intentionally or unintentionally, and his words were quite profound, and he naturally had no flaws when he spoke in this way.

"Such trivial things are nothing, but unfortunately at present, I can only speak three languages, so I will share them with my fellow Daoists, and I rarely go out to walk, and there will be many difficult things in the future. ”

"Thank you so much, and he will surely repay it in the future. ”

"When I come out of the 'Beast Devouring the Sky' event, my waist will be bulging. At that time, he will definitely rent the cave house of 'Yunling Mountain' to do penance, and he will never go out of the customs if he does not marry Jindan. ”

"What?"

"Oh! How come you don't know anything about a lot of big things? I will give you the "Cultivation Diary" that I bought when I first came to Tianyong City, and I guarantee that my eyes will be wide open after reading it. Zhuang He was a little impatient, thinking that this person was quite inferior to himself back then, and his eyes were dark.

Lei Xiaoyao smiled awkwardly, but this time the embarrassment came from the heart, even if he was in the middle of the Jindan realm, he was still lacking in skills when he arrived in a strange place.

It turned out that the cave mansion on the 'Yunling Mountain' was jointly developed by four large tribes around Tianyong City. There was already abundant spiritual energy, and they dispatched countless monks to open up countless caves, and spent huge financial resources to set up a large array of spiritual guidance. With such a strong aura, there will naturally be monks who come to visit, but nearly half of them are scared away by the price.

"This is the famous 'Tianyong City'. ”

Lei Xiaoyao followed Zhuang He's pointing and looked ahead, which made his expression change. More than 200 miles away, he could vaguely see a huge black silhouette, and what made him even more horrified was that he was flying three miles in the air, so that he could be parallel to the outline. How can this be as Nanqin said, the size of more than 40 miles, at least a hundred miles away.