First Immortal of the Sword Chapter 482: 9 Dingcheng of Xiandu on Earth

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Qingyi Daoist Sect Master Mo Yang's eyes lit up and said, "Jiuding City? Is this son going to attend the Lantai Dharma Conference?"

In the hall, the gray-robed old man said solemnly, "It's very possible!"

The real person Mo Yang was silent.

His hair is like silver, his willow beard is fluttering, but his face is like a youth. When his eyes roll, there is a trace of the vicissitudes of the years.

At this time, I was sitting alone on the main seat in the center of the hall. Although I was only wearing a simple and simple linen robe, the power was extremely intimidating, and it had the domineering domineering of the world.

"Can you find out if there are masters around Su Yi?"

Really Mo Yang asked.

In his opinion, a young man in the inedia state, even if his combat power is against the sky, it is impossible to kill a person in the middle stage of spiritual transformation like Li Miaohong.

"Not found yet."

The gray-robed old man shook his head.

The real person Mo Yang frowned slightly.

At this moment, a chubby old man suddenly rushed into the hall like a gust of wind and said, "Senior Brother Moyang, there is big news from Yuntian Shrine!"

The real person Le Feng.

The Third Elder of the Inner Sect, Mo Yang's apprentice and brother, exists in the Spirit Transformation Realm.

"What's the matter?"

The eyes of the real person Mo Yang and the gray-robed old man looked over.

Real Man Le Feng said: "It is said that the three inner disciples of Yuntian Shrine were all killed by Su Yi, and one of the disciples named Huo Yunsheng was the direct son of the Huo clan chief and the chief elder of Yuntian Shrine, Huo Tian. Du's grandnephew!"

He had a hint of schadenfreude on his brows, "Because of this incident, the old guys in Yuntian Shrine have been arguing for many days, but what is certain is that this Su Yi... is going to suffer!"

After listening, Real Mo Yang frowned, realizing that something was wrong, and said, "This Su Yi... has a big problem!"

Li Miaohong is the top three inner sect elders of their Qingyi Dao Sect. He existed in the middle of the Spirit Transformation Realm, but he suffered when he was dealing with a young man in the Inedia Realm like Su Yi.

Now, even the three inner disciples of Yuntian Shrine have also died at the hands of Su Yi, which makes people dare not believe it.

"Yeah, a young man from Da Zhou has recently accused us of Qingyi Dao Sect and Yuntian Shrine. This courage... is too big!"

The gray-robed old man also realized something was wrong, "Even those ancient evildoers, in today's world, don't dare to easily provoke a top-level Daoist like us. This Su Yi... Where does the confidence come from to dare to do this?"

The real person Le Feng, who was still gloating at the misfortune at first, was stunned for a moment, but then he came back to his senses and said solemnly: "You guys are suspicious, there is a terrifying existence behind this Su Yi, or some unknown mystery. Power?"

"It's hard to say."

The real person Mo Yang looked uncertain, "But no matter what, we can't underestimate this son."

After a pause, he made a decision, "Junior Brother Le Feng, together with Junior Brother Ting He, you will now go to Jiuding City to mobilize your contacts and strength to check the details of this son Su Yi. ."

Le Feng and the gray-robed old man Ting He agreed together.

The real person Mo Yang was still worried, and urged: "Remember, if it is not necessary, you should not directly contact Su Yi. For you two characters in the spirit realm, dealing with this son may not be a threat at all, but But I have to be wary of whether this son is accompanied by an expert."

Le Feng and Ting He froze in their hearts and nodded.

"Go ahead, the news of Elder Li Miaohong's death has already caused a lot of uproar, and I don't know how many people in the world are gloating about it, watching the jokes of our Qingyi Dao Sect, no matter what the background of Su Yi is, this matter, we Qingyi Daoist Zong can't just let it go!"

Mo Yang's eyesight

Icy.

This day is the tenth day of September.

The two top behemoths of Daxia, the Yuntian Shrine and the Qingyi Daozong, both pointed their finger at Su Yi!

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Five days later.

September 15, evening.

Su Yi and his party, after passing through a vast mountain range, finally saw the Jiuding City sitting on the ground in the distance.

The twilight is dark and the sunset glow is like fire.

Jiuding City is like an ancient dragon, coiled around the earth, stretching like rolling mountains, with no end in sight.

The twilight clouds sprinkled over the giant city, and the ancient wall made of divine gold was covered with a golden luster, solemn and majestic.

This is the cultivation capital that the monks all over the world yearn for, and is praised by all beings as a fairy city on earth.

It is the heart of Daxia. It has endured for 30,000 years and has endured for a long time, like the most dazzling pearl on the Cangqing Continent.

"Is this the Great Xia Imperial Capital..."

Yuan Heng was shocked. Looking at the city from a distance, he felt an indescribable awe in his heart, as if he saw a sacred land.

"It is rumored that Jiuding City has a radius of 90,000 zhang and is as large as a secular country. It is extremely vast. Ordinary people can only walk from the east of the city to the west of the city by walking for three days and three nights."

Bai Wenqing murmured, "At first, I didn't take it seriously, but now it seems that the rumors are not exaggerated at all..."

Jiuding City is too big. Looking at it from a distance, it is just a city, but it gives people the feeling of endless vastness.

"Yes, this city finally has some fairy-tale atmosphere."

Su Yi nodded.

This Jiuding City, as far as the weather is concerned, is not much different from the cultivation cities of some Zhongling Yuxiu in the Great Wilderness Kyushu.

However, for Su Yi, this is what Jiuding City should look like.

The place where practitioners gather, it should be a natural craftsmanship,

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Have a fairy style!

"Come on, let's go to town."

Su Yi leads the way.

The closer you get, the more majestic and majestic Jiuding City can be felt. Just the city wall is as high as 100 zhang, and the city gate is so high that it looks extremely small when people walk through it.

Whoosh whoosh!

It was very lively outside the city gate, and splendid lights came from afar. When they arrived at the city gate, they all landed on the ground and walked towards the city gate.

In Jiuding City, it is forbidden to fly in the air!

Even a great cultivator of the spiritual path would not dare to overstep it.

Otherwise, they will be bombarded and killed by the ancient forbidden formations distributed in Jiuding City.

"Many monks..."

Yuan Heng was surprised.

Near the gate of Jiuding City, there are dense figures like crucian carp crossing the river. Most of them are monks, both men, women and children.

In addition, there are many characters such as demon cultivators and Buddhist cultivators.

Some people rode on treasure carriages, while others rode on spirit animals. In those scenes, it seemed that they had left the world and came to the real place of practice.

Bai Wenqing's eyes flickered for a while.

It's incredible!

In ordinary times, how can you see such a crowded scene of monks like clouds?

Su Yi turned a blind eye to all this.

In the wild Kyushu, such a scene is commonly seen.

He looked at the hundred-zhang-high city wall with a bronze luster.

The huge boulders that built the city walls were all refined by secret methods, covered with pattern runes, and under the sunset light, there were mysterious spiritual fluctuations.

The value of just one masonry is worth the many spiritual stones.

Without this

The city wall made of several bricks and stones is hundreds of feet high and stretches endlessly... That kind of value can't be measured by many spiritual stones!

"It seems that the rumors are right. The entire Jiuding City is a giant forbidden formation, covering a land of 90,000 zhang. It suppresses the dragon veins below, and its upper hook connects the general trend of heaven and earth. If it runs at full strength, it is indeed enough to easily destroy Killing Spirit Dao cultivator..."

Su Yi was thoughtful.

He had heard Xinzhao talk about that in Jiuding City, there were nine divine cauldrons cast in the shape of nine palaces, which were suppressed in nine different directions in the city.

Each Divine Cauldron is a sacred object from 30,000 years ago. It is like the foundation of the Great Array. Under the abrasion of the 30,000-year dark ancient ban, it has sheltered Jiuding City and has survived to this day.

Up to now, the nine cauldrons and the forbidden formation covering the city are all in the hands of the Great Zhou Royal Family.

This is also the fundamental reason why the Daxia Royal Family can stand in the world and deter the world.

It is the monks of the four top Taoist schools, the Qingyi Taoist School, the Tianshu Sword School, the Yuntian Shrine, and the Mahachan Temple.

In the beginning, Su Yi was a little skeptical.

And now, when he saw the bricks and secret patterns stacked on the city wall, Su Yi was finally convinced that the royal family of Daxia possessed such a giant forbidden formation and indeed possessed the heritage of overlooking the world's cultivation forces.

"However, the force of the forbidden formation covered by this Jiuding City is still too damaged after all..."

Su Yi secretly said.

The erosion of 30,000 years of dark ancient forbidden power has made countless ancient Taoist traditions disappear into the long river of history.

Although this Jiuding City has stood for a long time, the forbidden formation that can cover this city has also suffered great wear and tear.

"With the current background of the Daxia royal family, no action has been taken to repair the forbidden formation around Jiuding City. Could it be that with their current strength and means, they cannot solve this problem?"

Just as Su Yi was thinking about it, a voice suddenly sounded in his ear——

"Could it be that little friend saw something from this city wall?"

Su Yi turned to look, and saw a middle-aged man standing not far away, looking at him with a smile, with a hint of curiosity.

This person is dressed in a plain cloth robe and has long hair like ink in a bun. He looks like he is in his forties. His facial features are bright and warm like jade.

He stood there with his hands behind his back, with a smile on his lips, elegant and easy-going, like a great scholar who was full of poetry and books.

Su Yi's eyes squinted quietly, and even though he was calm, he said indifferently, "Are you going to chat with me, or do you want to ask me for advice?"

The middle-aged cloth robe was startled for a moment, then stepped forward and said with a smile, "How to talk about small talk, what's the point of asking for advice?"

At this time, even Yuanheng and Bai Wenqing saw that something was wrong with the middle-aged cloth robe, and they were all vigilant.

Although Jiuding City prohibits flying, it does not prohibit fighting!

"Small talk~IndoMTL.com~ I don't have the heart to stand near this city gate and waste time with a stranger who doesn't know what to do."

Su Yi said casually, "If you ask for advice, you should show the attitude of asking for advice. Maybe I'm in a good mood, so I don't mind telling you what I saw."

The cloth robe stayed in middle age and seemed a little surprised.

Suddenly, he smiled and clasped his fists in a bow, and said, "Forget chatting, I can't bear to waste your little friend's affairs, please enlighten me."

"Little friend?"

Su Yi is half-smiling.

The middle-aged man in the cloth robe looked dumbfounded, but he still changed his title and said, "I also ask fellow Taoists to enlighten me."

The manners and manners are not perfunctory. Naturally, with a temperament like a spring breeze, it is easy to make people feel good.

Seeing this, Su Yi was a little surprised.

My dear, this chapter is over, I wish you a happy reading! ^0^