Huhu~~~

A stream of air sagged down, and a white-clothed Hong Yi appeared.

The void is whimpering, as if the sound of Tao echoes, and the Book of Changes is recited high.

"I feel sad and long-lasting, I believe in the emperor and have a righteous character......... I combine the five mountains and the eight spirits, and I contact the nine turtles and the six gods..."

Listening to the sound of young reading that floated over, Hong Yi smiled slightly: "What a long-lost reading sound..."

After a smile, Hong Yi flicked his clothes easily.

It was not long for him to come to this world, but it was not short, but he was only in the gate of immortality most of his time.

"Three thousand eras, three thousand great paths...what will the end of all eras look like? The spirit of the gate of eternal life, the immortal king of creation, the demon master of Yuanshi, the Taoist of Hongmeng, the Buddha of the world's freedom..."

Hong Yi withdrew his eyes.

Of course, he came to this world not only to find the source, but also to seek the Tao.

His way is not in ascetic practice, but among sentient beings.

Now, in the great world, ghosts and gods emerge, and dragons and snakes rise to the land, and he will be born.

"Use nine, and see that there is no leader in the group of dragons, it's auspicious!"

Hong Yi smiled slightly and walked towards the Dali Dynasty.

His steps were neither slow nor slow, his breath was calm, and he seemed to have no cultivation at all. While he was walking, he was like a young scholar going outing.

The world of immortality has many and countless worlds inside.

The Xuanhuang World was once the best in the three thousand worlds. Unfortunately, the world tree that could penetrate all the worlds was cut off by the Holy King of the ancestor of the gods, and it plummeted.

The Dali Dynasty is not conspicuous, it is just one of the many secular dynasties ruled by Yuhua Sect, one of the ten gates of the Immortal Dao.

In this world, mortals have always been just a number, just a soil for cultivators.

When a monk from Yuhua Gate comes to the dynasty, he will become a guest of honor. He will be treated politely by the emperor in one dynasty and be more lords than the king.

Before, Fang Qingxue became a monk of magical powers, and the emperor immediately sent an envoy to enthrone the princess.

And the messenger didn't even see Fang Qingxue's face.

The hierarchy is so strict that it shows.

The Dali King Capital covers a huge area, with about tens of millions of people living in it. The city is high and prosperous, with a prosperous humanity, but without dragon energy.

Hong Yi walked over and was inconspicuous among the crowd.

"A hundred-year-old Ganoderma lucidum grass can prolong life and nourish the body, and can assist the body in practicing!"

"A long sword made by the thousand-year-old black iron sperm is the most sharp, the treasure of protection and the treasure of fighting!"

"Under the imperial list, Your Majesty is seriously ill and he will ask for a good medicine for life! If there is a medicine for prolonging life, you can be granted the title of king and marquis!"

As soon as I walked into the city, the boiling and noisy atmosphere came to my face.

The popularity is prosperous and prosperous, but unfortunately there is no dragon spirit.

"A Yin-Yang Wansheng Pill in Yuhua Sect can prolong life for one hundred years. Why don't Your Majesty ask for medicine from Yuhua Sect?"

Among the crowd surrounded by the city wall, one spoke in confusion.

The Dali Dynasty is a dynasty under the jurisdiction of Yuhua Sect. Can the lord of a country not even get a pill to prolong life?

"Haha! Yuhua Sect is the top ten immortal sects in the world. How can the emperor of a mere country take it seriously?"

A tall middle-aged man sneered:

"Do you care about the lives of ants? In the eyes of the Immortal Sect, even the lord of a country is just an ants!"

"You dare to criticize the Immortal Sect, you will be dead!"

His companion's expression changed and he shouted.

The onlookers also changed their qualities and hurriedly stayed away from the middle-aged man.

"Haha! It's so sad, so sad! My Liu family has been a fairy herder for generations, but no one has ever been able to achieve immortality. Even if it's a pill, I can't ask for it!"

Seeing this, the middle-aged man couldn't help laughing and said:

"Brother, Imperial Brother, what's the point of the throne you fought for with me?"

The middle-aged man's voice was as loud as thunder, and the sadness filled several miles of land.

"Yes, it's the third prince!"

"The strong competitor of the prince back then, Liu Min, the third prince who lost the throne because of offending the immortal master of the Yuhua Sect!"

"He actually dares to come back?"

The onlookers were shocked.

Unexpectedly, the third prince, who failed to compete for the throne twenty years ago, was said to have been killed by the Yuhua Sect Immortal Master, actually returned!

The scene suddenly became chaotic, and everyone avoided it for fear of being unable to do so.

Not far away, there were even soldiers inspecting dared to come, and they unsheathed their swords and surrounded them.

"I am here to send my prince on the road today, and I don't want to kill innocent people indiscriminately!"

The middle-aged man stopped laughing and shouted coldly:

"Get out!"

The middle-aged man exhaled like thunder, shaking a land of ten miles.

The sound waves visible to the naked eye spread out from him as the center, lifting everyone around him out.

Amid the screams one after another, the soldiers surrounding them flew out like scarecrows.

Boom!

The middle-aged man just shouted lightly and ignored the people around him. He jumped into the sky with one step, pulled out a rushing airflow, and rushed towards the palace.

"Supernatural powers! This is a magical power!"

Someone was shocked and lost his voice.

I know, something big will happen today!

boom!

Boom!

Only bursts of thunderous explosions were heard, and the sound of a shaking battle came from the direction of the palace.

You can vaguely see the air flow rushing wildly, and a flying sword slashes through the sky.

"Ah! Liu Min! You have actually reached the Yuangang Realm! How is that possible!"

As the sword energy roared, a scream echoed.

"I will join the Demon Sect of Demon Imperiality and Severe Myth. Only then will you die, you are a dog!”

Liu Min kept roaring.

"You want to kill me, but you're delusional!"

The sword energy is sturdy, the air flow is rolling, and the two auras collide with each other, and the intention of killing shakes the whole city.

"The world is like a furnace, and many people are struggling..."

Hong Yi looked at this scene quietly, and his heart was filled with no waves.

With his current state of mind, naturally he would not change because of this fight.

He didn't stop too much, nor did he care about the chaos around him, and walked towards the southeast, took 341 steps, and got into the inn.

The inn owner is very strange.

The customer wanted to stay in the hotel in broad daylight, but after nightfall, he came out and ordered everyone to go to bed early and not to disturb him.

There was a trace of suspicion in the tracks.

However, the customer was generous and the boss was happy to be quiet and lay down early.

Bang!

Not long after, the window on the second floor of the inn was suddenly pushed open, and a man with a charred body and blood and flesh all over his body turned out like an evil ghost broke in.

He first closed the window, then vomited black blood.

"Ahem! Immortal Gate, Immortal Gate! Just a group of demons who knock on bones and suck marrow!"

The burnt black figure coughed up blood, but there was no pain on his face, only a hint of sadness.

After closing the window, the man turned around and looked at the young man who was drinking slowly under the candlelight:

"You are so brave!"

"Don't speak for food."

Hong Yi put down his chopsticks and said, "Here you come, let's sit!"
To be continued...