...

Under the same night, the northwest city was brightly lit, and many people were still immersed in the splendor of the light gate dissipating in the air.

The backyard of the imperial city was silent.

In the room, Qin Si was dressing up in front of the mirror, silently speaking. Next door, Grandma Yang tossed and turned on the bed, crying from time to time.

Under the tree in the yard, the old man smoked dry tobacco one by one, and knocked on the tobacco pipes from time to time.

The crown prince, who had ascended the throne a few days ago, just stepped into the yard, and was forced to escape by the suppressed atmosphere in the yard.

"Dad, haven't slept yet..."

Yang Jian’s steps were a little stiff.

"roll!"

The old man was so humble that he had a place to vent his anger. He cursed and squirted Yang Jian into panic.

"Little Prison..."

Looking at the light spots that had not dissipated in the sky, the old man paced back and forth, slapped himself a few times, and his eyes turned red:

"Old guy, you're useless..."

‘What do you wish?’

The murmur came from somewhere, and the old man seemed to be poked in pain, almost trying to curse.

But when he thought about his son's warning, he still endured it and ignored the inexplicable voice.

"No, no..."

The old man murmured to himself.

Even if Yang Yu left calmly and explained, he was always nervous and extremely uneasy.

Finally, he felt aggrieved and did not go back to the house. He found a clean floor at will, and then fell down.

Buzz ~

As soon as he closed his eyes, the old man's eyes appeared again in front of him with a dim and light.

"Tianhaijie..."

The old man murmured in his heart.

He hadn't triggered this round of stars for many years. It was not that he didn't want to, but that he was a little afraid of the Tianhai Realm after this star.

But at this moment, he suppressed this fear, silently recited "Little Prison" in his heart, and triggered this round of stars.

...

"Old man enters the mountains and seas again?"

After being shocked, Yang Yu reacted:

"The old man wants to see me through the Tianhai Realm?"

Without any hesitation, Yang Yu reached out to hold the broken knife. The waves like water covered Kuixing in red. Amid the tide, a familiar murmur sounded in his ears:

"Do you accept the invitation from Daoguo's 'Tianyou' and enter the Tianhai Realm to help him complete the 'following assessment?'"

"accept!"

After having an experience, Yang Yu chose to accept it without any hesitation. At the same time, Yu Guang looked at the Dingbi, and the words on it flowed violently.

[Daoguo ‘Jikuixing’ accepts the invitation…]

【Selected by the Immortal Magic Fantasy Realm…】

[Daoguo ‘Jikuixing’ assimilated with the Immortal and Magical Fantasy Realm…]

【Start enter the Tianhai Realm!】

boom!

The endless light and shadow are like rivers surging, rolling, but they can't see any point in it, which is extremely bizarre.

On the wall of the tripod, the words were still trembling violently.

[World transformation, currently: Tianhai Realm (Celestial Realm? Buddha Realm? Netherworld? Immortal Realm? Demon Way?)]

[Anchor point: Yuanshi... ninth... end of the catastrophe]

【Immortal Magic Fantasy Realm: Lu Sheng Slays Dragon】

[If you want to enter the realm of the sky and sea, you must have the following feet, otherwise you will be rejected by the heaven and earth and attacked in groups. This illusion is the "Appreciation of the following feet"]

[The master of the tripod can choose the source of identity: Jikuixing...]

[Current identity: Demon-killing Taoist (this identity comes from the Jidao Kuixing who has not yet experienced the 'ritual', so he should play it carefully)]

[The Tianhai Realm has not recovered, and the Lord of the Ding is currently not allowed to conduct a 'following assessment']

...

Assessment of the feet, play carefully...

It is still a familiar word, but when you see him again, Yang Yu felt different feelings in his heart.

"The Longquan Realm is just a little bit ancient, and there is a catalog of Ten Thousand Immortals. Before the ancient world, I am afraid that the rules will be stricter?"

"Without an identity and no follower, you cannot enter and exit the Tianhai Realm?"

"This Lu Sheng killed the dragon...wait, this Lu Sheng...this dragon, shouldn't it be..."

...

Yang Yu's heart skipped a beat and he opened his eyes.

Wow!

The silence was instantly replaced by the noise, and the noisy voices came with a slightly fishy breeze.

A bustling coastal town instantly appeared before his eyes.

Tea shops, restaurants, inns, observation decks, sea breeze, pedestrians, chariots, horses...

Everything seems plausible.

It was just a moment, from night to day, from present to ancient times, from reality to illusion, a sense of misty and chaos made Yang Yu feel in a moment of trance.

The spiritual energy of this illusion is so abundant that it is far better than that of the Longquan Realm. Compared with the previous illusion of land returning to the true world, it is simply incomparable!

This is the Tianhai Realm before the end of the catastrophe?!

"Master Dao, are you okay?"

Yang Yu came to his senses and didn't see the old man. In front of him was a servant wearing a short beating, as if he was a waiter in a restaurant next to him.

"Master Dao, are you here to watch the fun too?"

The waiter nodded and bowed.

“Is there anything fun to watch?”

Looking around, the world changed, Yang Yu himself also changed his outfit, red Taoist robe, covered with a curly beard, carrying a long sword on his back, and a large seal and a wine gourd.

It's exactly what Kuixing looks like.

"Master Dao doesn't know?"

The waiter was a little surprised, but didn't care too much, just pointed to the tall viewing platform in the open space ahead:

"Look at it, I don't know who is not open to his eyes. I'll post a book to challenge the Dragon Prince!"

"This is……"

Yang Yu's eyelids twitched. Without the waiter's explanation, he had already seen a silk book hanging high on the landscape platform.

"Next February 2nd, the flying sword will slash the dragon's head!"

laugh!

Almost the moment he saw the silk book, Yang Yu felt that his eyebrows were three feet long and he seemed to have an unparalleled divine edge running through the sky.

The extreme sharpness seemed to cut the sea of ​​clouds into two pieces!

"Lu Sheng..."

Yu Yang's pupils shrank violently for a moment.

"In recent years, the world has really changed. Even the Dragon Prince has people inquired about trouble, alas..."

The waiter shook his head and sighed for a while before he remembered to greet Yang Yu:

"Master Dao, it's February 2nd tomorrow. Why don't you come here to take a break? I'll call you up early tomorrow morning and I won't miss this excitement..."

“No need.”

As soon as Yang Yu raised his hand, he disappeared from the crowd as Xiao Er tried to keep him.

This is an unknown coastal town in later generations, with about 230,000 households. In the bustling streets, there is a Dragon King Temple with a strong incense.
To be continued...