Cross-push eternal life, starting from the power of the gods to suppress the prison

Chapter 105
Soon, Song Weiyi and Li Yunshan fled into the vast Taiyi Mountain Gate one after the other at lightning speed.

After Song Weiyi entered the city of disaster, he flew directly towards a mountain of true disciples that was as high as [-] zhang.

"Yan Jueyi?"

Elder Li Yunshan frowned, looked deeply at Song Weiyi's back for a long time, and then turned and walked towards the Great Hall of Chuangong.

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On the other side, Yang Xuanzhen and others rode the Xingyue Divine Sword through countless mountains, rivers, forests, and cities, getting closer and closer to Xuanhuang City.

Rumor has it that Xuanhuang City is the largest city in the world, unimaginably prosperous, like a palace in the sky, all the treasures in the world can be bought in the city, and all the secrets in the world can be inquired in the city. All the delicacies can also be tasted here, and mortals can even get the favor of monks when they come here, and enlighten them to cultivate the immortal way.

Suddenly, a smile appeared on Ji Qianyuan's face, and he said loudly: "Senior Brother Yang, Xuanhuang City has arrived!"

After trekking through mountains and rivers and almost dying in Huangquan, he finally returned home, how could it not be exciting.

"The central place of the Xuanhuang Great World, it really has an extraordinary atmosphere. Compared with the Jinhua City I have been to, it is completely different."

Yang Xuanzhen released his spiritual sense and looked out, and saw countless bright yellow mountains rising up on the horizon in the distance, with a height of thousands of feet. Looking carefully, they turned out to be castles one after another.

These castles are surrounded by yellow dragon-like city walls, stretching for more than hundreds of thousands of miles?
And within the city walls, there are one after another Qionglouyuyu, all kinds of buildings abound, everywhere is resplendent, as if the palaces of thousands of dynasties in the secular world have all moved into this big city.

Each of these courtyard palaces is taller, wider, and deeper than any other country's imperial palaces. Even the bricks and stones on the road are golden and spotless.

Yang Xuanzhen also saw all kinds of monks, either urging the escape light, or driving magic weapons, or riding strange beasts, or using their own magical powers to flow in the air, landing towards Xuanhuang City, or flying away.

Looking from a distance, there is actually a feeling of the residence of the gods in the sky. This place is already the court of heaven, not the dynasty of the world.

Moreover, Yang Xuanzhen also found that these flying monks were probably at a higher level than his. The monks in the mysterious realm of supernatural powers could be seen everywhere, and he even saw several monks in the fifth level of supernatural powers, the heavenly realm.

"Senior Brother Yang, if you fly eight thousand miles to the west, you will be my Prince's Mansion." Ji Qianyuan guided.

"En." Yang Xuanzhen nodded, controlled the Xingyue Divine Sword to descend to a low altitude, and flew towards Ji Qianyuan's Prince's Mansion.

He did know that there was a rule in the Daxuan imperial family that the prince had to cultivate to the fifth level of supernatural powers before he could be named a prince. Ji Qianyuan's realm was still far behind, so he could only be called a prince.

The Xingyue Excalibur flashed for hundreds of miles, and after a while, a huge group of palaces towered below.

Yang Xuanzhen saw that the plaque on the entrance of the palace was actually as big as a house, with three big characters "Qianyuan Palace" engraved on it.

At the bottom of the wall at the door, Bi Liuer stood with hundreds of guards, all of whom were invincible masters of the ninth level of physical body and above the psychic realm.

This kind of character can already perceive any subtle changes, and is immediately alert when there is a disturbance, so it is most suitable for guarding the door.

"Junior Brother Ji, this palace of yours is not bad, but I need to temporarily hide my identity, so you go in with the Xingyue Divine Sword, arrange a quiet room for my brother, and then send someone to help me collect a batch of seabed treasures. Illusory real sand, mind mist, astigmatism stone powder... Brother, I want to practice a technique, so I'm sorry."

After Yang Xuanzhen finished speaking, he waved his sleeves, and immediately, Ji Qianyuan and Xing Feng left the Dao Artifact Space and appeared in the outside world.

And the Xingyue Excalibur, as thin as a gossamer, was attached to Ji Qianyuan's clothes, and no one could see the clue.

Ji Qianyuan said via voice transmission: "I will not disgrace my life."

As he said that, he and Xing Feng landed on the ground.

"Your Highness, it is Your Highness who is back!"

When the guards waiting at the gate of Qianyuan Palace saw Ji Qianyuan appearing, they were full of surprises and saluted him in unison.

As for the inside of the Taoist artifact, Yang Xuanzhen used his spiritual sense to investigate the palace complex a little bit, and he knew it well, so he didn't care about everything outside.

He took out the bodies of Fushou Daoist, Yao Dian, and Yu Fen, and started sorting and harvesting.

"This time it's a rewarding experience. The disciples of the Taiyi Sect are really rich. With the help of these treasures, I might be able to cultivate the second level of supernatural powers, the Real Yuan Realm. Sure enough, the golden belt of killing people and setting fires, and repairing bridges and repairing roads without corpses. deceive me."

Yang Xuanzhen penetrated into each of the treasure bags with his power, his face showed joy, and he deeply felt the great charm of the world of cultivating immortals, killing people and seizing treasures.

This is just like doing business, the richer the monk's capital and the stronger his strength, the more prosperous the business will be, the more he will earn, and it will be a lucrative business.

"It seems that we will kill more disciples of the Martial Sect in the future, especially the true disciples. If Song Weiyi and Chen Xingshi are all killed, how much wealth will there be? Even Hua Tian, ​​the senior brother of the Yuhua Sect, will be plundered. I'm afraid. I want to make a huge fortune." Yang Xuan said inwardly.

Hua Tiandu owns several Dao artifacts, and even holds the secret of the Tianwu Treasury. If he takes the Tianwu Treasury as his own, the wealth is simply unimaginable.

Yang Xuanzhen suppressed distracting thoughts, took out all the treasures in the three treasure bags, and they appeared in front of his eyes.

The first thing that catches the eye are six magic weapons, one high-grade treasure Daze Sword, one middle-grade treasure Fenglei Banner, one middle-grade treasure Jinjing Treasure Wheel, and three low-grade treasures Taiyifen lightsaber.

These six magic weapons alone are worth at least 4000 to [-] million Baiyang Pills.

Secondly, these three dead ghosts also have quite a few pills, the total number of Baiyang pills is 700 million, and the number of Yuanying pills is [-].

Not only that, but there are also two big gourds, one with yellow skin and one with green skin, both of which are as tall as one person.

Yang Xuanzhen opened the gourd stopper and saw that what was in it was not a pill, but a kind of water.

This kind of water has six colors, and it flows continuously, and a chilly breath is transmitted from the water. When Yang Xuanzhen's mana slightly touched the water, he immediately felt a strong masculinity.

"It turned out to be the holy water of the Six Suns, but it is very valuable." Yang Xuanzhen recognized the origin of this thing at a glance.

There is a saying in the Taiyi Treasure Record that the six yang holy water is the pure yang energy leaked from the six immortal worlds collected by the monks in the secret realm of longevity, and then refined into water with secret methods, which has the effect of purifying mana and invigorating magic weapons.

However, this thing can't purify Yang Xuanzhen's mana at all. His mana is of too high quality, so he can sell it and exchange it for a pill.

In addition, the three of them still have a lot of sundries.

For example, the three golden imperial edicts, the true disciples of the Taiyi Sect can burn these edicts at a critical moment, within a radius of [-] li, the disciples of the Taiyi Sect who also have the edicts on their bodies will immediately sense it and come to rescue.

Some great sects of immortality that have a deep connection with the Taiyi Sect also have such edicts.

Another example is Tianhe Dafa, Tianshi Dafa, blessing Dafa and other cultivation techniques, as well as more than a dozen spiritual weapons, various materials for alchemy and weapon refining, Yang Xuanzhen just glanced at these things and didn't care.

In general, his harvest this time is worth about 7000 to [-] million Baiyang pills, but these are all dirty things, how to deal with them, and whether anyone dares to collect them, Yang Xuanzhen is a little troubled.

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