Chapter 37: Four Master and Apprentice

There may be other demons under the river, but in the face of He Yi's strong strength, no one dares to provoke again.

The big ship goes down the river, neither fast nor slow. He Yi used the guest room on the ship as a quiet room, sometimes resting, sometimes meditating and consolidating his cultivation, and before he knew it, a measure of time had passed.

The ship docked at the dock of a large city, and he took advantage of his wealth to buy a fairy boat in the city and continue his long journey on the water.

The Longyin River is very long, 8 million miles! Although he had been adrift for many days before practicing the sword, in fact, the speed of the boat without mana was not very fast, and it had only driven about 3 million miles in total. Driven by his simulated mana, the New Moon Yao Immortal Boat passed through a hundred degrees of time and did not enter the waters of the Feitian River until late at night.

The Feitian River is the longest main stream of the Jiuxuantian River, and the amount of runoff is simply not what ordinary people can imagine. Alone in a boat, the blue river was everywhere, and the water was connected to the sky, almost indistinguishable from each other.

This river, like the sea, He Yi vaguely felt a little familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

After entering the Feitian River, the river surface is tens of thousands of miles wide enough for the immortal boat to sail freely. However, when the place is bigger, there will naturally be more strong people. At dawn, he saw a wonderful battle!

It was a human powerhouse and a harpy. The strong man of the human race turned into a giant with a height of 100 zhang, and the eagle demon also became a body of hundreds of zhang in size. The two powerhouses fought unscrupulously, and although they were separated by hundreds of miles, He Yi still felt bursts of heart-palpitating fluctuations.

The strength of the human powerhouse is slightly inferior, but the one-handed bow skill is really good, and it is not inferior. This battle disturbed tens of thousands of miles of water, and finally the two sides gave up and left the Feitian River on their own side.

The strength of the strong makes people ashamed of themselves, and the complacency of He Yi's victory over the demon fairy has also been smoothed out. Since then, he has seen many strong fights on the way. However, it seems that the encounters later are just friendships, not big battles, so the excitement is still a little worse.

After another whole day, he finally crossed tens of millions of miles of flying rivers and arrived at the dock in the western suburbs of Xuandu.

Remember that it was mid-afternoon when we ascended, and it was early in the morning. Counting up, it will be almost ten days since he came to this world. was able to rush from Dengxian Ping to the incomparably distant outskirts of Xuandu in just ten days, and his speed was almost not inferior to that of a master in the realm of life and death. If it weren't for the White Dragon King's great shift, it is estimated that he would still be able to see the Infinite Mountain from afar.

Arriving in Xuandu, He Yi was a little excited, but he quickly calmed down. In the past two days of rushing on the water, in addition to meditating and consolidating his cultivation, he spent almost all of the rest of his time exercising his mind. There's no way, things in the fairy world are too easy to scare people, if you don't practice well, it's not enough to go out.

At the moment, this wharf, which occupies the bank of the river for 2,000 miles and is as big as the ancient city of Zhonggu, is surprising enough. If he hadn't practiced, he might have been dumbfounded by now!

After seeing many shocking things, He Yi's resistance has indeed become much better. Put away the treasure ship and set out on the long bluestone road, and the crowded dock made him squeeze for a long time before finally coming to the avenue.

This wharf called Feixiandu is nominally in the western suburbs of Xuandu, but this "suburb" is a bit inappropriate, because it is still 10,000 miles away from the gate of Xuandu! There are hundreds of inns and teahouses set up for ordinary immortals on the way!

Thousands of miles, he ran all the way, and it took more than a dozen hours to arrive. When the door plaque hundreds of miles high and the city tower floating in the clouds appeared closer, Rao was already mentally prepared, and he still couldn't help but be shocked and emotional.

Only at this time did he understand the meaning of the five "so big" in Xia Yi's mouth.

The name of Xuandu is not called Xuandu, and the white plaque floating thousands of miles in the sky is written on the word "Wuji" in ancient style. Wuji City is the real name of Xuandu, but the world recognizes it as the immortal capital of Xuanguo, so it is customarily called "Xuandu". This is the same as the Thousand Faces Holy City is called Zhonggu City.

This city has no walls. Floating in the sky are huge city towers, and connected to the ground is an invisible barrier. The gate was substantial, but it was not very large, only 2,000 zhang wide and 3,000 zhang high.

The unpretentious white gate is the entrance to the enchantment, and the hundreds of floating white towers in the sky, which are separated by hundreds of miles and are almost the size of islands, guard a group of immortals in the Qingming Realm and the Yin and Yang Realm. Even on the indentation of the inner frame of the infinite plaque, there was a giant sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed! When the giant sat down, he was fifty zhang high, exuding a majestic and powerful aura all over his body, and he was obviously a master at the peak of life and death. But on the plaque, he is just a small black dot!

Standing in front of the city, people are like ants. Looking down from the castle tower, maybe that's it.

He Yi took a long breath, suppressed the shock in his heart, and slowly walked into the fourth largest city in the universe that is said to be inhabited by more than 200 million spiritual beings.

Compared with Zhonggu City and Taigu City that he has been to, in addition to being "big" and "strong", Xuandu surprised He Yi the most because of the scenery in the city. The name of this place is a city, but in fact it is like a heaven and earth. As soon as he stepped through the three-thousand-zhang high gate, he saw several high mountains and several magnificent palaces. The fact that things of different styles appeared at the same time almost made him a little dizzy.

In the Xuandu, there are villages, villages, and cities. Some people set up mountains, some people sing and dance, some people dig the ground to build lakes, and some people fill in the soil to form mountains. Flying in the sky, there are not only masters above the realm of life and death, but also palaces and immortal beasts. There were not only people and horses running on the ground, but also buildings and hills.

It's a big city, so big it doesn't feel like a city. As long as you walk into the door of Xuandu and don't look back at the entrance, you will feel that you have stepped into a strange world.

He Yi walked slowly forward and saw a handful of urban buildings in the east and west, and extraordinary big guys. For example, "Zizai Tian", which looks like a frighteningly large ancient tree on the outside, but inside it is a special world, and it is a comprehensive entertainment venue. Another example is "Delusional Void World", which is a big black devil head placed on the ground, and that big mouth is the entrance. There are also quiet places such as "Chuiyun Mountain" and "Shuiyue Lake", which are quite immortal, and they are all large landlords who occupy dozens of miles.

Of course, only ordinary people can enter those strange places, and if you are an ordinary immortal, you can only live in those handful of city buildings. Although the proportion of urban buildings is not large, each place is dozens of miles in radius, and it is also a city within a city for ordinary people.

He Yi wandered around for a while, his mood gradually calmed down, and he became unwavering.

He walked slowly to the nearest city within a city, and wandered through the long streets for a long time before he found a tavern.

When you come to Xuandu, the most important thing is to find Lin Yanzhi and others, in the novel, it is said that the tavern is well-informed, so how can you do it if you don't come to ask?

Ninety percent of the people in this Wuji outer city live in the city within the city, so there is a sense of bustling crowding along the way. He stepped into the tavern called "Return", and as soon as he reached the second floor, he heard someone singing drunken songs.

"Fragrant tea is like life, and spirits are more mellow! Turbidity does not need to be seen, hot and spicy is the most boring!"

It was an old man, with gray hair as unkempt as withered grass, a rag coat on his body, and a dirty face. At this time, he was holding a large wine jar in his hand, standing in front of the window, his body swaying, and his chest was wet.

"Come, come, come......" The old man raised the wine jar and greeted the drinkers on the second floor of the teahouse, and drunkenly sang: "Parting with one sip of drink, two mouthfuls of sorrow." Three mouths of years, four mouths of Jun Mo language. Five sips is not enough, and six sips are too urgent. cough cough cough, haha, it's too urgent to drink......"

Smiling at himself, he poured another big sip of wine on his neck, and said madly: "Seven mouths of eyes are gradually flowering, and eight mouths are fascinated." Nine lost their way back, and ten forgot things. Hundreds of true immortals, thousands of confidants. Heha, I don't know if I'm drunk today, and I seem to meet again tomorrow. If you don't wake up from your dream, you must be driving a crane and traveling to the immortals, and you will have a mystery!"

"Hahahaha......"

With a bang, the crazy old man's feet shook and accidentally fell to the ground, the wine jar was shattered, and the wine splashed.

The strong aroma of wine came to his nose, and He Yi stood at the top of the stairs, a little stunned for a while.

On the side, the drinker sighed: "Life, after all, is just a drunken drunk." Life and death, wake up or not wake up. ”

"Yes, life is just a drunk, some people are happy and some are sad. Lao Xu, this guy, has been sad for a lifetime. Someone chimed in.

"Hey, what do you know! Dream chaser, nine deaths without regrets! Now I am depressed, who can say whether Lao Xu will be able to ascend to the immortal tomorrow?" and some people retorted.

"Come on, you few are not here to talk crookedly! Why don't you take your master away quickly, don't disturb the shopkeeper's business!" someone shouted in spite of it.

"Ahem, okay, okay......" The three who spoke were all embarrassed, walked over and picked the old man up from the ground, then paid for the wine, and went downstairs and left the tavern.

He Yi originally thought that the dirty old man was a lonely old man, but he didn't expect the truth to be shocking. He smiled, sat down at a clean table, and ordered a pot of old wine.

Although the people just acted a little funny, what they said had a bit of charm.

Before the wine arrived, he heard someone say who they were.

Those four people were cultivators who had come from afar. The old man is the master, and the other three are all apprentices. The four masters and apprentices traveled thousands of miles and came to Xuandu just to see the world. I never thought that this big city was infinite, and the four people who thought they were not weak arrived here, but they were not even as good as a guard guarding the city, and they were hit hard when they landed.

The old man practiced hard, but after all, he couldn't step into the catastrophe, so he was depressed and often came here to get drunk.

In fact, many of the local immortal cultivators in this immortal realm were born in remote villages and small towns. They didn't know that there were multiple realms such as the Yin and Yang Realm and the Life and Death Realm above the Heavenly Immortals, and they thought that Vientiane was very remarkable. It wasn't until they came here that they realized how weak they were.

This kind of gap is like a god cultivator who has just ascended and was hit by the tens of thousands of martial guards of the Zhiwei realm in Dengxian Ping. Of course, in the final analysis, it is still impossible to cross the catastrophe, which is the saddest.

Most people practice for a lifetime, and what they seek is to obtain a Heavenly Immortal Dao Fruit. This step is close at hand, and far away in the sky, no matter the sun rises and sets, over and over again, it cannot be crossed. This kind of sorrow, this kind of despair, only those who have experienced it will understand.