The water divider will...

Eating the message from Wujian’s incarnation, Yang Yu smelled an extremely strong crisis with just a glance.

In the sea of ​​heart, the eight or nine mysterious magical skills mirror embedded in the gluttony tripod has indeed produced a new ray of disaster.

Compared to the sake Taoist, the Bibo Dragon King, the threat of this dragon general is too great...

"Dragon Spirit Tao Banner, Nine-Bright Green Snake, Blue Wave Dragon King, Water Dividing Dragon General..."

Yu Yang frowned slightly.

The Longquan Realm has the foundation of whaling and swallowing all realms. The five continents are all amazing. In the Nanling area alone, there are hundreds of countries and tens of thousands of cities.

What's the special thing about Qianshan City?

You can't really just avenge the glutinous raft?

"Maybe, this should have been the disaster that Li Ningyang encountered?"

Prison Yang was distracted, but he was neither shocked nor confused.

Putting down the incense and refusing the rice and flour handed over by Yuan Ben, Yang Yu turned around and left the small temple.

With the indifference of practitioners in this world to the mundane world, as long as he does not appear here again, a child like Yuan Ben will not attract anyone's attention.

‘Here you!’

On the slightly dim street, Yang Yu walked slowly without any haste, but he keenly noticed the peeping gaze.

This gaze was cold and domineering, and it came from nowhere. It swept across the entire city like a strong wind, cycled several times, and left slowly just now.

"The cultivation of this dragon general is far higher than that of the Blue Wave Dragon King, but it is still in the nine-color range, but in comparison, the bamboo leaf green is really not worth mentioning..."

Yu Yang thought to himself.

Martial arts are different from immortal arts.

When the martial arts saint reaches the martial arts, it is almost impossible to compete with or overcome the enemy. However, due to the different magical powers of the immortals, the ten capitals kill nine Yaos are not without.

But the deeper you practice, the fewer such things happen.

According to the information he obtained from the Ten Thousand Immortals, the true teachings of those sects are far beyond Fang Qing's comparison.

If the ancient magical power becomes Nine Yao, its power is far beyond the comparison of this bamboo leaf green.

And that water-dividing dragon general is afraid that he will be even better than the ancient magical powers...

"With my practice today, it is almost impossible to overcome such a person..."

Yang Yu has always had a very clear understanding of himself.

At this moment, his martial arts had reached the peak of the Martial Saint, but his magical powers were still at the third level. The two overlapped together and killing Zhu Yeqing would require some luck. Even if he wanted to kill the Dragon King of Bibo, he might not be able to.

Not to mention this water-dividing dragon?

This is not just the difference in the age of cultivation, but also the difference in Taoism, magic power, magic weapons, magic powers, Taoist techniques, and martial arts!

unless……

"Human Immortal!"

This thought flashed in Yang Yu's mind, and he had temporarily pressed it down.

He is only one step away from the human immortals, but because of this, he should be more careful.

Because on this road, no one can discuss or communicate...

"If you want to become a human immortal, you are afraid that you will fall on the 'big medicine' in this world..."

Yu Yang said to himself.

Big medicine is completely different from elixirs.

According to Longquanjie, the so-called great medicine is not just a boiling of medicinal materials.

It looks like a magic weapon, a martial art, and a Taoist fruit, which is the most wonderful place.

He did not get any method of refining great medicines from the Ten Thousand Immortals, but he also learned the names of some great medicines.

‘Golden Pill’, ‘Holy Fetus’, ‘Returning Pill’, ‘True Spirit’, ‘Dragon and Tiger’, ‘Vajra’…

As Yang Yu turned his mind, his feet kept walking through two urban areas, dozens of streets, and then turned to the alleys, and suddenly his eyes became wide open.

At this time, the sky was already dark and pedestrians in the streets and alleys became scarce, but the slightly remote streets here were crowded with people.

Yang Yu looked up and saw the night wind blowing the sound of wind chimes and the smell of powder. Like the noisy voices, they all came from a nine-story building not far away that covered a huge area with many red lanterns hanging.

Spring Rain Tower.

In Qianshan City, one of the largest gold-selling caves is also the most lively place at night.

And it is similar to the Pingzhou Club, it is not an industry that belongs to Cangjiangmen.

Yu Yang walked forward.

At the main entrance with a gilded sign hanging, a short man wrapped in hair was nodding and bowing to meet him:

"I wonder how much floor is this man going to?"

Feeling the smell of the powder coming to his face, Yang Yu's mind was slightly rippled. After calming down, he said:

"Ninth Floor."

"Nine, ninth floor?"

The man was startled at first, and then his attitude became more respectful.

From the outside, the Chunyu Building only has nine floors, but inside, there are really a cave. At a glance, various lanterns are like forests and rain, which are brighter than the sun.

All kinds of desolate sounds echoed in my ears, making me feel unconsciously itchy.

It was not long before dark at this moment, and there were already as many as ten customers here.

However, the higher you go, the fewer guests.

Of course, the asking price is also a bit more expensive.

The cost difference between the first and ninth floors can be a thousand times higher, and the natural environment cannot be compared.

Huh ~

After stepping into the ninth floor, Yang Yu even had the illusion of entering the fantasy of immortals and magic.

The scene in front of me became extremely open.

Bamboo forests, rockery, lakes, clear springs, pavilions in the middle of the lake, sea of ​​flowers, and even snow...

A group of beakers and swallows, either playing with people in the clear spring stream, or sitting in the pavilion in the middle of the lake to enjoy the snow, and even fishing alone on a boat...

Such things are different.

"The guest official will do it at his own discretion."

When he arrived here, the man glanced enviously and then retreated. This place was not something he could stay for a long time.

Huh ~

Yu Yang lightly put his feet on his feet.

The next moment, I arrived in front of the pavilion in the middle of the lake.

Among the group of beakers and swallows, the unrestrained old man looked up as if he had some sense of consciousness. He was not angry when he saw Yang Yu coming:

"Fellow Daoist, why not drink this cup?"

While speaking, he pushed a few girls over. The girls said "Ouch" and leaned over softly.

“No need.”

Yang Yu raised his hand and bounced it. The many girls in the pavilion in the Huxin Pavilion had disappeared like phantoms, leaving only the old man.

But the old man under the illusion was not half unrestrained. He sat upright and raised his head:

"The courage of fellow Taoist Yu really admires Han!"

"Fellow Daoist Han actually recognizes Yu?"

Yu Yang raised his eyebrows.

The old man in front of him is naturally not an ordinary person.

His name is Han Xuantong. In Qianshan City, the only two people with the key to ten thousand immortals are the ones in front of him.

This Chunyu Building is his private property.

"With the body of the Ten Capitals, killing the demons of the Nine Yao, the magical powers of fellow Taoist Yu are really terrifying and terrifying. Han will never forget them when they see it!"

Han Xuantong stood up long and asked Yang Yu to sit down:

"Speaking of this, more than half a year ago, Han sent someone to entertain a fellow Taoist, and was also angry because the fellow Taoist did not come. Now it seems that Han is too rude..."

"For Qianyuan?"

Prison Yang sat down.
To be continued...