A fairy godmother just wants to be beautiful alone

Chapter 494 Qingtianfang City (5500 words)
The breath of Bailu not only disturbed the three holy places that hang high above the splendid world.

It even shocked all the immortal cultivators who were looking for opportunities in Zhou Tian's secret realm.

Although she has been very careful to wrap all the Qi machines under the power of the void, not to arouse any vision of the law.

But the huge vortex of spiritual energy floated above her head like a sea of ​​clouds, which no one could ignore.

Especially here is the Zhoutian Secret Realm, the aura is as abundant as the cultivation secret cave in the Nine Great Immortal Gates, so it is not easy to produce visions.

Now the big void millstone in her body is turning, attracting spiritual energy from all directions to gather, draining all the spiritual energy in a radius of ten thousand miles.

The majestic spiritual accumulation was transpired and condensed, because the inspiration was too rich, it aroused the resonance of the world, and burst out various visions such as spiritual flowers, Tianyin, Xianzhi, and divine beasts.

People in the Zhoutian secret realm, as long as they are not blind, can see.

And it was not far from where the girl broke through.

There is a huge square city named Qingtian Square City.

This was built by the Xue family, one of the eighteen great surname families in the world of cultivating immortals.

Among the many existing square markets in the entire Zhoutian Secret Realm, it can be considered a large square city.

There are many such square markets in the secret realm.

The Zhoutian Secret Realm is vast and boundless, almost a brand new world comparable to the Splendid World.

In such a vast world, uninhabited and full of opportunities, it is natural to build workshops and cities for monks to trim their transactions.

For monks who are proficient in the art of the five elements, building a city is at their fingertips, let alone creating a city.

When the secret realm was opened, monks from all walks of life in the world of cultivating immortals poured in, and various markets, large and small, sprung up like mushrooms after rain.

Moreover, behind these markets are inextricably linked with the major forces in the world of cultivating immortals.

After all, in such a blessed land and cave, owning a market not only makes money every day, is a golden hen that can lay eggs, but also has direct jurisdiction over the nearby area thousands of miles away.

The interests involved behind it are simply beyond the participation of ordinary monks.

Even in the Zhoutian Secret Realm, these squares and cities are divided up by the major forces and powerful people in the world of cultivating immortals.

Among them, Qingtianfang City belongs to the Xue family, one of the eighteen surnames in the world of cultivating immortals, which is second only to the top ten ancient clans in the world of cultivating immortals.

The scale of influence and cultivation background of some families in these families are not much different from those of the top ten ancient families, the only difference is the number of the family's blessed land and the strongest combat power.

Even the Xue family is among the top [-] surnames.

There are many masters in the family, and there are many disciples, and its prosperity faintly surpasses the eighteen major surnames, and is close to the top ten ancient clans.

Therefore, they can securely occupy Qingtianfang City and suppress visitors from all directions.

In the most elite area in the center of Qingtianfang City, there is an incomparably vast manor.

The manor was covered by a huge formation, and through the blurred light and shadow, one could see the aura surging behind the high wall, like a rainbow.

The mighty spiritual energy dispersed in Zhou Tian's secret realm was gathered by the huge formation that shrouded around Qingtianfang City.

And the rich aura gathered here was continuously extracted by the huge formation, providing abundant aura for the entire manor.

Faintly, one can see that the aura in the manor has condensed into a white mist, like a fairy air.

This is the City Lord's Mansion in charge of Qingtianfang City, and it is also the base camp of the Xue family in the Zhoutian Secret Realm.

In any place in the Zhoutian Secret Realm, the concentration of aura surpasses that of the holy places for cultivation in the caves of the Splendid World. It is no longer meaningful to practice in the Splendid World.

As long as there is a way, even a small monk at the first level of Qi training wants to enter the Zhoutian secret realm.

Do nothing else, just enter the Zhoutian secret realm at the moment.

The rich aura and abundant inspiration can make their cultivation level increase by three steps in a row.

It's no wonder that the monks from the Splendid World are flocking to the Zhoutian Secret Realm, rushing in like crazy, even if they die, they will die here.

The Zhoutian secret realm is so attractive to ordinary people, and it is even more so to a big family and power like the Xue family.

Now in the manor, except for the old and weak women and children of some families and a few masters who still sit in the ancestral land, the rest of the disciples have all settled here.

And Qingtianfang City is the base camp of their family in Zhoutian Secret Realm.

At this time, in the depths of the Xue family manor, in front of the main hall with red walls and yellow tiles, there is a wide field.

There is a huge censer on the field, and a large number of thick sticks of incense are curling smoke in it. In front of the censer, there is a huge black and thick iron sword, which is receiving the infusion of the torrent of spiritual energy from the sky.

Not far from the censer, there stood silently a white-faced and beardless old man in brocade clothes.

The old man has snow-white hair, stands with his hands behind his back, his eyes are as sharp as an eagle, and he is quietly watching the iron sword.

With the infusion of the torrent of spiritual energy, the color on it became darker and darker, with some kind of strange light glowing.

At this time, a middle-aged man in black clothes with a serious bearing slowly walked to his side and spoke softly.

"Old Ancestor, we have intercepted the Kunshan Sect's communication according to Jin Jianmen's request, and now the Tianjun Token should have fallen into Jin Jianmen's hands."

"Well, I see." The old man said lightly.

After getting a reply, the man did not leave immediately, but stood there hesitating to speak.

The old man didn't look back, but seemed to have eyes behind his back, and said in a concentrated voice, "Just ask if you have anything to say, as the head of the family, what is the proper way to hesitate?"

Hearing this, the man took a deep breath before hesitating to speak.

"Old Ancestor, the Kunshan Sect is the head of the Nine Great Immortal Sects. The Golden Sword Sect is only a second-rate sect in the world of cultivating immortals. There are not as many masters in the sect as ours. For such a sect, if you offend the Kunshan Sect, you have to give up one of them." Heaven's order, is it worth it?"

Hearing this, the old man turned his head and stared at him for a while.

It was only when the man felt panicked that he opened his mouth slowly.

"You really think so?"

The man was worried, and said in a flustered tone, "I think the Kunshan sect has been passed down for millions of years, with a profound foundation and many strong ones. It is the head of the nine immortal sects..."

"Fart's head of the Nine Great Immortal Gates," the man interrupted before he finished speaking, and was rudely interrupted by the old man, who stared straight at him with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, "Xue Zheng, you have to understand that when the Three Great Sacred Lands The moment he came into the world, the world has changed, and there are no Nine Great Immortal Gates in this world anymore."

"Although Jinjianmen is a second-rate sect, they are backed by the three holy places and facing the rising sun, and they are thriving day by day. Although the Kunshan sect has a long tradition and has masters like clouds, it is sunset and rivers are declining."

The man heard the words and said worriedly, "However, the seal of the world of cultivating immortals has been opened, and those great powers who left in the Middle Ages will return one after another. After all, the Kunshan Sect has a heritage of millions of years. There is a battle with the Three Holy Lands."

"Only by them?" The brocade-clothed old man sneered, "Look, so what if the three ancestors of the Kunshan sect come back? If they want to bully the weak, they will be slapped back."

"I think they were well-known figures in our Splendid World at the beginning, and they were engraved in the historical books of the world of cultivating immortals. What do you think now? Even the pure yang magic weapon that suppresses the luck of the sect has been confiscated, and it has almost become The laughing stock of the entire cultivation world."

"And those three ancestors are already the most promising powers in the history of Kunshan Sect. As for the other great powers, even if they come back, they are probably not as good as them. Such a sect can see the end of the future at a glance, so why should we?" Scary?"

"If you look at the three holy places again, not only the treasures of the heavenly way control the world, but also the ancestors walk the world, and the sages who fit together loom. It is rumored that in the depths of the holy places, there is also a Mahayana celestial king who rules the world. Compared with these three, Kunshan Zong is not even a fart."

"Even so, there's no need for us to be so desperate," the middle-aged man said apologetically, "Since we can't afford to offend both parties, we can sit idly by and help no one."

The old man was a little disappointed when he heard this.

"Xue Zheng, let me ask you, what was the strategy of our Xue family before the birth of the Three Great Sacred Lands?"

"Alliance the Nine Great Immortal Sects and contend against the Ten Great Ancient Clans." The man said without hesitation.

The old man sighed leisurely, "Yes, in the past, when the Nine Great Immortal Sects were in power, the Ten Great Ancient Clans needed to be suppressed. We hugged their thighs tightly, so we were not afraid of the suppression of the Ten Great Ancient Clans. Now it is the world of the Three Great Sacred Lands. The Holy Land has replaced the former Nine Great Immortal Sects, and the Kunshan Sect has become one of the original Ten Great Ancient Clans."

"As long as the power in this world is not the top class, the second class and the third class are actually meaningless. Since they are all low-key and small, why don't we choose the most powerful?"

"Xue Zheng, you have to remember that apart from the Three Great Sacred Lands, the rest of this world are either affiliated with or enemies of the Three Great Sacred Lands. If our Xue family wants to survive in the world of cultivating immortals, we must cooperate with the Three Great Sacred Lands." Make a good relationship."

"In front of the three holy lands, we are now competitors on the same level as the Kunshan sect. How can there be any reason in this world to offend the master for a competitor?"

"So, don't make up your mind about that Tianjun order."

In the end, the old man suddenly took a deep look at him, that sharp gaze seemed to be able to pierce the bottom of his heart through his eyes, tearing apart the deepest thoughts in his heart.

The middle-aged man trembled in his heart, bowed his head obediently, and said respectfully, "Remember the teachings of the ancestors!"

The old man nodded slightly, and wanted to say something. Suddenly, there was a bang, and suddenly, a huge vortex appeared in the sky, and the aura of heaven and earth around Qingtianfang City seemed to be summoned, and rushed out one after another.

It was as if a funnel had broken in the sky, and the huge absorbing force came from a distant place, almost sucking out all the ideas in the entire city.

The entire Spirit Gathering Formation was useless like a leaky balloon.

"Old Ancestor, look!" The middle-aged man next to him suddenly exclaimed.

The old man followed the prestige, and saw that the torrent of spiritual energy that was being poured into the iron sword suddenly flowed backwards.

Even the glowing iron sword suddenly dimmed.

His pupils shrank slightly, and he gasped.

"What kind of treasure is this? It can even deprive us of the inspiration from the spirit treasure handed down from generation to generation."

The middle-aged man looked at the torrent of aura flowing backwards in spite of the restraint of the formation, and at the black iron sword trembling slightly under that faint aura, his eyes were a little dull.

The old man suddenly looked at the spiritual light rising into the sky outside Qingtianfang City, and sensed the faint spiritual pressure in the air.

Suddenly, two rays of light shot out from his eyes.

"Such spiritual pressure..."

In an instant, he soared into the sky, stretched out his hand, and the black iron sword flew into his hand like a black dragon.

Immediately, the figure soared into the sky like a meteor, and at the same time, a mighty voice came.

"The treasure of heaven and earth was born. This is the territory of my Xue family. It belongs to my Xue family. The Yuanying of the Xue family obeys the order and goes to explore the treasure with me!"

As the voice fell, huge auras shot up into the sky from all over the manor, following that figure.

……

Qingtianfang City, one of the largest restaurants.

A middle-aged man in Tsing Yi with a face like a crown was lying on a recliner, holding a book in his hand and reading carefully.

Suddenly, he suddenly raised his head and looked in one direction, with a trace of doubt on his face, "This spiritual pressure, could it be that some kind of treasure from heaven and earth was born?"

……

Qingtianfang City, the residence of Kunshan sect.

A foundation-building cultivator came to a golden core youth, and asked with a look of indelible worry on his brows.

"Senior Brother Fang, haven't you heard from Yan'er and the others yet?"

Fang Zhuoran smiled wryly, "No, Brother Tang, don't worry, as soon as Junior Sister Tang and the others have news, I will notify you as soon as possible."

The corner of Tang Feng's mouth twitched slightly, a gloomy look flashed in his eyes, and his smile was bitter.

"Our Kunshan Sect's communication talisman is unrivaled in the world, and even Jindan cultivators cannot catch up."

"Yan'er once told me that she would send me a message every three days. Now it's the second three days and there is no news. I'm afraid that Yan'er and the others..."

Fang Zhuoran looked at the distraught Tang Feng. As a Jindan cultivator, he also knew in his heart that Tang Yan's actions would be dangerous under such circumstances, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

At this moment, a muffled thunder suddenly sounded from the sky, and he suddenly found that the spiritual energy of the entire Qingtianfang City began to drain...

"This is……"

……

Qingtianfang City, in an ordinary attic.

A group of monks were sitting on the futons. They were kind-eyed, immortal, and full of complexion, but they were like sculptures, as if they had no breath of life.

In broad daylight, it looks gloomy and out of tune with the yang world.

Suddenly, their heads moved, and they all turned in one direction. In their dull eyes, faint black lights flashed, and their lips moved.

In the attic, a voice sounded from Qiqi, "Another secret treasure was born?..."

……

On a mountain peak near Qingtianfang City, a man in black sat on the top of the mountain. His whole body seemed to be completely integrated with the mountain peak. Even if someone passed by, he could not feel his existence.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes and looked towards the direction where the spiritual light was soaring into the sky. There was a cold light in his eyes.

The corner of the mouth slightly raised, "Lingbao? Or what?"

Then, the whole person disappeared completely.

…………

Including Qingtianfang City, with Bailu as the center, with a radius of thousands of miles, many monks who were hunting for treasure in Zhoutian Secret Realm were startled by the vision in the sky.

The low-level monks talked a lot.

I think it is the opening of the secret realm, the strong fight...

When the high-level monks saw the aura illuminating the floating universe in the sky, and sensed the mighty aura faintly coming from the aura, many of them couldn't help but brighten their eyes.

"Such a huge spiritual pressure vision, what kind of treasure is born?"

Immediately afterwards, streaks of streamers shot up into the sky, all heading in the direction of the girl.

"Treasures are born, and the virtuous live in them."

"Everyone has a share."

"The treasure is mine."

……

In the woods not far from Bailu.

The old man in green at Jinjianmen raised his head and looked at the boiling spirit cloud above his head. Feeling the suffocating pressure falling down, he was startled at first, and then revealed a look of joy.

"Pure aura coercion? Is it the birth of a treasure? Or the opening of a secret realm?"

"What day is today? I didn't expect to get the Tianjun Token, and there will be unexpected surprises! It's really a blessing from heaven."

He walked slowly to the Foundation Establishment female cultivator on the ground. The female cultivator on the ground was dying, lying in a pool of blood, motionless.

There was also a huge wound on her chest and abdomen, which slashed across her chest, almost splitting her in two.

At this time, her face was so pale that there was no trace of blood, and her breathing was so weak that she could hardly hear it.

Looking at the pale face, the old man smiled coldly.

"You got hit by one of my spiritual knives, your spiritual power was exhausted, and you fell from such a high place, and you didn't die. What a fate. It's a pity that you met me. You are unlucky."

As he said that, his consciousness swept over the female cultivator, and seeing that she was still clutching a storage bag in a coma, his eyes lit up immediately.

Flicking the sleeves of the green robe, the huge air wave directly spread her body apart.

Immediately, he reached out and was about to pick up the storage bag. Unexpectedly, the storage bag took root in her hand, and she held it tightly. No matter what, he couldn't take it away.

A cold light flashed in the older eyes.

"It's really a stone in the toilet, and it's dying to be a demon!"

As he spoke, he raised his fingers together, and a sharp spiritual light shot out, about to cut off her hand at the root.

Rumble.

Just as the aura was shot out, an indescribably majestic pressure descended from the sky, crushing the aura directly.

Then, a huge shadow shrouded down, in the stunned eyes of the old man.

A mountain-like black monster descended from the sky and landed with a bang.

The ground shook for a while, and the majestic coercion was like a torrent, forming a huge wind and waves, overwhelming the mountains, and directly knocking him over a few times.

The earth shook and the smoke dispersed.

When he finally stood up, he was shocked to see that it was a terrifying monster covered in thick black smoke.

At this time, he was slowly poking his head out.

The old man opened his mouth wide with a dull expression.

The huge coercion almost made his thinking stagnate, and his mind went blank.

Is that a giant toad? !
Just listening to it suddenly "croak", it was like a muffled thunder sounded between heaven and earth, exploding in my ears.

Those blood-red lantern-like eyes didn't even look at him, but directly fell on the female cultivator.

"Huh? Is this disciple an acquaintance of the boss?"

Little Toad has been with Bai Lu in the Kunshan Sect for so long, so he naturally knows this disciple of Xiaohui Peak.

It's just that its consciousness was swept away, and its face suddenly sank. Its huge eyes glanced at the old man, and said in a cold voice, "You hurt her?"

Following that, a mountain-like coercion descended, and the coercion also carried a strong demon breath.

For a moment, the old man in Tsing Yi felt as if his lungs were being roasted on the flames, the blood he breathed was hot and boiling, his flesh and blood would turn into pus, and even a large area of ​​burns appeared in his body.

The majestic elder of the Golden Sword Gate, the monk on the ninth floor of the Golden Core, could hardly bear the toad's stare.

He coughed up blood violently, and his internal organs were destroyed.

My heart was terrified, my legs were weak, my head was almost lost thinking, I knelt down and begged for mercy, "Senior, spare me!"

The terrified look of wagging his tail and begging for mercy was completely different from the domineering and ruthless look just now.

The old man in Tsing Yi kowtowed with black blood in his mouth, his whole body exuded a burnt smell, kowtowed his head like pounding garlic, and said quickly in his mouth.

"Senior, please forgive me, I am from Jinjianmen, we are Huangji..."

boom! !

The little toad opened its mouth wide.

An incomparable vast magic breath overwhelmed him!
The huge devil's breath blows, like boiling oil scalds snow, cuts the form and destroys the god, shatters the flesh, and destroys the soul. The aura of the old man in blue is directly shaken away, and the body and soul turn into black smoke and dissipate on the spot.

Look at the black smoke that dissipates like light bubbles!

The black toad pouted, "Golden Sword Gate, what is it? This Frog King has fought against immortals and seen the great existence of the Supreme. I am not afraid of the arrival of the three kings who opened the sky."

Rumbling, there was a thunderbolt on a sunny day.

In the dark, there is an invisible thunder ringing in the hearts of all beings.

The black toad immediately shrank its neck in fright, and its huge body almost hugged its head and pouted on the ground habitually.

However, when he felt the direction of the source of the spiritual pressure, he was greatly relieved, "So it's the boss, has she made any breakthrough?"

As it said that, it opened its mouth and swallowed Tang Yan in one gulp, turning into a black cloud, and rushed back in a hurry.

……

At this time, under the green pine, Bai Lu was holding the copper plate, looking over and over again.

Although it was just a flash away, the way the old Taoist left still caught her attention.

There is really no trace, no trace.

Just left this ordinary copper plate.

"It's really a miraculous escape technique."

Holding the copper plate, Bai Lu fell into deep thought, not paying any attention to the approaching danger around her.

She just needs to hide her aura, not to be targeted by heaven, and not to fall into the fate of those behind her again.

Nothing else concerns her.

"This is the golden escape technique, one of the 36 major escapes in Tiangang, Xiangji World..."

At this moment, the golden goat came to her side at some point, stared at the copper plate in its hand, and opened its mouth slowly.

"One of the Great Five Elements Escape Techniques?" Bai Lu thought for a while.

"That's right..." the golden goat was about to speak, when he suddenly raised his head and looked into the void, frowning, "It's really an annoying fly."

(End of this chapter)