Demoness who covers the sky, please help me practice

After coming out of seclusion, Jiang Yun came to the ancient fairy city ruled by the Yuan family.

A towering city comes into view, the ancient city standing majestically in the boundless sea of ​​stars.

With the blessing of the magic circle, this huge city is shining like thousands of rays of light, illuminating everything around it, as if telling a mysterious and sacred legend.

In this void, the huge city radiates a silvery-white glow, like a bright pearl inlaid in the endless chaotic atmosphere.

All around, stars after stars orbit the giant city like satellites, sometimes bright, sometimes dim, embellishing the ancient city, as if weaving a vast picture of the sky.

On the walls of the city, ancient runes are densely crisscrossed, revealing endless mysteries that make people feel awe.

This ancient city is called Yuanjia Ancient Fairy City. The scene described in the legend is far from its peak.

When there were true immortals here, it was the real center of the universe.

However, it had already declined at this time. To guard a city like that, there must be a true immortal stationed here.

The Yuan family at that moment was simply unable to build a true immortal city and gather the fortune of the entire immortal realm fragments.

"Yes, it is difficult for the nine heavens and ten earths to produce such a magnificent city!"

Jiang Yun couldn't help but nodded. This huge city was so vast and filled with an ancient atmosphere. It was unknown how long it had existed.

The only place in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths that can be compared with it in size is the Divine Sea of ​​​​the Heavenly Lord that was able to submerge the stars in the past.

But one is the sea and the other is the city.

Although most of the main forces of the Daoyuan Temple are now surrounding the Yu family's ancient fairy city, this place is one of the three ancient cities in this fairyland after all, and it still needs a supreme being to be in charge.

Soon someone came to lead Jiang Yun.

“Palace Master, you are here. It is said that the strong men in this fairy world all like to build cities.

True immortals build cities, and immortal kings also build cities. This is the ancient immortal city built by the ancient immortal family.

Compared with this, the checkpoint city of the ancient road of the human race is like a palace in a city. It is really hard to imagine what the True Immortal City and the Immortal King Ancient City would look like! "

After the transformation, Taoist Qinghuang has transformed into a middle-aged man with an honest face. He appeared beside Jiang Yun and sighed.

He now knows that this is just a fragment of the fairyland.

But just this fragment has already satisfied many of his imaginations about the fairyland.

"Hahaha, in the future our Daoyuan brothers will build a city that will be more magnificent than theirs. All the immortals will come to pay homage. By then, your Qinghuang Immortal City..."

Jiang Yun said with a smile on his face that it is a necessary skill for a boss to habitually make empty promises.

"There will be such a day!"

Taoist Qinghuang's eyes were firm, and he believed in the scene described by Jiang Yun.

After his transformation, his whole person and mentality became younger, and his blood began to boil again.

Great Emperor, True Immortal, Immortal King, are there any different species?
After all, life expectancy has suddenly increased hundreds of times. Who wouldn’t have a young mentality?

The two chatted as they entered the bustling ancient city. There were several city gates stretching for several miles, and people were coming and going constantly.

There are Taoist nuns, monks, and practitioners coming in an endless stream. Basically, all the people in the fairy city are practitioners.

Among the crowd, the sounds of laughter, arguments, and even curses intertwined into a grand movement, and each voice told a different fate and encounter.

The air was filled with a strange aroma, a mixed scent of medicinal herbs, spiritual food, and magical materials, all displayed outside in a dignified manner.

Many of the things sold at the roadside stalls are invaluable treasures for prolonging life in the nine heavens and ten earths, and would make the Great Sage break his head and bleed. Yet here they are sold by monks who haven’t even ignited the divine fire.

This scene is very moving and demonstrates the richness of the fairyland.

"In the Immortal Realm, the Immortal Light is ethereal and the Source Energy is abundant. Even in a remote village in the wilderness, there are ways to practice. Compared to our realm, it is indeed more prosperous overall!"

Looking at so many cultivators, Taoist Qinghuang and Jiang Yun talked about what they had seen and heard in the fairyland during this period.

The sun was setting, casting mottled shadows on every brick and tile of the ancient city. Although a great war had just taken place, the crowds showed no signs of abating.

Now that the Source Ring has come out, it covers many areas of the entire fairyland, making the ancient fairy city extremely bustling.

The major forces mainly monopolize the transportation. This fairyland is vast and boundless. If it only relies on flying, it will be difficult for the leader of Xu Dao to travel such a huge distance.

The passage to the domain gate formation is monopolized by many supreme forces, and one is basically confined to a fairyland for life.

However, the emergence of the Source Ring solves this problem. Not only can it be used at any time, but the cost is also not much.

The impact on any existing top force is subversive, so when overwhelming strength is not demonstrated, war is inevitable.

Now, not long after the Source Ring was laid out, the effect has become apparent. The fairyland, which was originally filled with a decadent atmosphere, has regained a different kind of vitality.

"Palace Master, I will leave first. You can walk around by yourself."

Before they had gone far, Taoist Qinghuang seemed to have thought of something, and hurriedly took his leave, leaving the hall master behind and running away alone.

In the distance, a beautiful figure in white clothes fluttering in the wind, with a fairy-like figure and graceful steps, was walking towards Jiang Yun with graceful steps.

The beauty is hard to describe, as if it is perfect, and a slight smile can make all the flowers pale in comparison. After seeing it, many pedestrians were stunned and almost caused a traffic jam.

Facts have proved that when a person is beautiful to a certain extent, not only men but also women will be attracted to her.

"Brother Yun, why didn't you tell me you were coming here? I only found out about it after Sister Liu'er noticed it!"

Jiang Yun looked back and saw that the person coming was little Nannan. Her voice was clear and pleasant, like the sound of a clear spring flowing in the mountains, which made people feel happy.

She was helping out in Daoyuan Heavenly Palace and was now patrolling here. With her six ears listening to the heaven and earth, she sensed Jiang Yun's arrival and told her about it.

"During this period of time, Daoyuan Tiangong has been patrolling everywhere, and it has been difficult for me to find you. I didn't know you were here today."

Jiang Yun shook his head. He really didn't know. It was impossible for him to spy on the movements of every cultivator in Daoyuan every day.

"I forgive you. Brother Yun, please take me for a walk."

Little Nannan has clear and bright eyes, long eyelashes, and her smile is the most beautiful scenery in the world.

She walked over lightly and took Jiang Yun's arm easily and naturally.

Jiang Yun suddenly felt that all eyes on the surrounding streets were focused on him, as if he was about to be cut into pieces.

His appearance is also unique, but it is slightly concealed and suppressed.

"Walk"

Jiang Yun didn't care about other people's gazes. He had experienced a lot. He just felt the softness and warmth on his arm, and glanced at the sleeping figure in the ancient forbidden land of the Origin World with some guilt.

He also carried a time bomb with him.

Just like that, after little Nannan covered her face, the two of them strolled leisurely in this vast fairy city as if they were strolling in a garden, as if they had forgotten all the troubles in the world.

"Brother Yun, do you think this is good-looking?"

"Meat buns, so delicious, brother, try them, the skin is thick and the filling is big. I remember that the meat buns in Shencheng at that time had thick skin and little filling. It was so unscrupulous."

"That dress is so nice, do you like it, brother?"

"No, I want to make it for my brother."

Their figures shuttled through the streets and alleys of the fairy city, tirelessly exploring this ancient and mysterious fairy city, as if looking for the scenery lost in the mortal world.

Slowly, the two of them came to the central area of ​​Yuanjia Ancient Immortal City.

What is strange is that the center of the ancient immortal city is not the territory of the Yuan family, but dozens of standing temples.

It is a magnificent place with tall and majestic buildings stretching out like towering mountains standing between heaven and earth.

The vast and solemn momentum makes people feel awe in their hearts.

Each building seems to be a fine work of art, exuding a majestic atmosphere.

The glittering roof gleams brightly in the sunlight, as if it were made of the purest fairy material.

Mysterious patterns and runes are carved on the walls, as if telling ancient stories. These temples tower into the sky and are the tallest buildings in the fairy city.

They exude a mysterious and powerful aura, as if they are a bridge connecting heaven and earth.

There are many soldiers from the Daoyuan Temple surrounding this place. Their figures are like steel fortresses, exuding inviolable majesty.

No one is allowed to enter or leave this place to ensure that the mystery here is not disturbed.

Taoist Qinghuang is sitting here. His figure is like an unshakable mountain, exuding a powerful aura.

"There are many places with temples dedicated to the Immortal King, full of mystery. It is said that if you recite devoutly in front of the statue, the Immortal King will respond.

Although we didn’t find anything strange about the temples on other stars, the temple in this ancient fairy city is the most mysterious.

We fenced it off and didn’t let anyone in.”

Little Nannan saw Jiang Yun was attracted by the temple, thought about it, and told him some of what she knew.

True immortals have become extinct in this fairyland, let alone the Immortal King?
This is the fairyland, and the fairy kings who built the temple are all alive and well. It’s better to be careful.

"Why are there so many? There are more than a dozen Immortal King Temples?"

Jiang Yun was very surprised when he heard this, his eyes were full of confusion and shock.

The Yuan family is just a small ancient immortal family, and just an ancient immortal city. Can it support more than a dozen immortal kings?
Can you offer sacrifices here? The other immortal kings won’t allow it!

"Not all of these dozen temples are spiritual. The statues in many temples have collapsed. Only one temple still has a statue that manifests magical powers."

Little Nannan shook her head, her hair fluttering gently in the breeze, as soft as black silk and exuding a faint fragrance.

"Only one side is okay. Let's go and take a look."

Jiang Yun nodded. It was really strange that the Yuan family could worship so many Immortal Kings.

It turned out that although the statues of other immortal kings were no longer there, they did not dare to demolish the temple. If that immortal king was unhappy, their Yuan family would be in trouble.

"Brother Yun, you said that the Immortal Kings are beyond time, high above, and can even disturb the river of time with a thought. Do they still need temples to collect faith?"

Little Nannan was puzzled by the deep sleep. Not only her, but many people in the nine heavens and ten earths were puzzled. Did the Immortal King need to snatch faith?
Of course, I didn't dare to offend him. After all, it's better to have less trouble than more.

“It’s not faith!”

According to Jiang Yun's understanding, at the Immortal King level, it is extremely difficult to improve the ancient immortal techniques even further.

There are some ancient methods in the world that can help the Immortal King speed up his progress.

Among them are building temples, erecting statues of oneself, and with the help of prayers of all races, the Immortal King's spirit can become increasingly powerful and indestructible.

“Statues below the level of Immortal King are enshrined in temples, and what they gain may only be the power of faith, but the position of Immortal King seems to have a different meaning, and can truly consolidate the original spirit.

Often reciting it behind a person's name seems to bless the Immortal King's soul, making him even more powerful and his soul immortal."

Jiang Yun pondered for a moment and could only guess that Emperor Huang Tian had built many temples in the fairyland.

Some immortal kings, in particular, particularly like to have people chant their names and keep them on their lips all the time; this should have an effect.

Build a temple, and if all creatures in the world often recite the king's name, the immortal king's spirit will become more powerful and indestructible!

'Those who praise my true name will see eternal life in the cycle of reincarnation! 'To some extent, this statement is indeed true.

Not long ago, Jiang Yun suppressed the forbidden area and entered the Immortal Road. The creatures of all races chanted loudly for him, as if echoing in their ears.

However, now that the fairyland has been broken into so many pieces and is floating in the sea of ​​chaos, the Fairy King may not be able to sense all the fragments.

What's more, this is the poorest one, so I think it is not afraid.

Those who built temples in the fairyland were all Immortal Kings, and those below the Immortal Kings did not care about it at all.

Even fewer people have the power of faith to rely on the ancient immortal law, otherwise even the Supreme and the Void Dao could build temples.

"Is there such a thing? Just mentioning the name can trigger a connection!"

Little Nannan was quite surprised, she had never thought that building a temple and receiving prayers from all races brought not only the power of wishes, but also hidden deep secrets.

Jiang Yun strolled among the huge palaces of the temple, thinking carefully, looking for the extraordinary features of these temples, and wanted to see which immortal kings were once enshrined there.

I walked into an outer temple and opened a huge palace inside, which stirred up thick dust. It seemed that after the statue was broken, the temple was sealed and no one had ever come here since.

"This broken leaf is very similar to the leaf of the Immortal Peach Tree!"

The statue on the central altar was so worn out that nothing could be seen. A corner of the statue that could still be seen caught Jiang Yun's attention.

This reminded him of an ancient immortal king - King Pan.

Just listen to what Yuan Hong and other natives of the fairyland said. They have never heard of the names that Jiang Yun is familiar with. After all, the past is too long ago.

The ancient history of the fairyland was also interrupted and was erased by some people, and no one was allowed to mention it.

People called that era the chaotic ancient times.

Perhaps only the Immortal King knows something.

"It is indeed somewhat similar to the leaves of the Pantao Magic Medicine. I heard that there is a Pantao Longevity Medicine in the Immortal Realm. Could it be that it is the mother plant of our Pantao Magic Tree?"

Little Nannan started to guess.

"Maybe the one I have is the mother plant!"

Jiang Yun shook his head and chuckled, then crushed it lightly, revealing a few wisps of fine yellow dust from the fragments.

In this corner of the statue, there was once a corner of a genuine leaf of the peach longevity medicine sealed inside, in order to demonstrate the authenticity of the statue.

This is also the work of the Immortal Kings. There won't be too many such statues in the entire Immortal Realm, so wasting a few leaves is enough. It's not a loss and can deepen the connection.

It also looks like an anti-counterfeiting mark.

However, theoretically it is impossible for the leaf of the elixir in the statue to turn yellow.

Unless the mysterious connection is severed, the statues are broken into pieces and almost turned to dust, no one worships them, and their names are not mentioned, then they will naturally become completely desolate.

Next, they visited several abandoned temples. Although there were some traces left, Jiang Yun could not tell which immortal kings left them.

A piece of metal the size of a grain of rice, a feather, a broken scale, etc., a very small part, has basically lost its divinity.

The piece of metal is only the size of a grain of rice, but because of its material, it still has some remarkable features.

"Brother, look at this broken willow branch. Was this a willow tree that was once worshipped here?

And the willow tree became the Immortal King!"

In a temple closest to the center, little Nana picked up the only relatively intact willow branch in the corner.

She had seen so many willow trees that she could naturally recognize them.

"Willow branch!"

Jiang Yun's heart moved, and he hurried over and looked at the willow branch in the little girl's hand.

"What's wrong with Liuzhi? Why do you feel that you value Brother Yun so much?"

Little Nannan noticed Jiang Yun's attention and felt a little confused.

"Nothing, I just think that the scale of this temple is second only to the central temple, and the remains left must be extraordinary."

Jiang Yun carefully swept away the obstruction on the willow branch, revealing a section of the willow branch inside.

Although most of the leaves have turned yellow, there is still a faint vitality in the center.

The Willow God has so many branches and leaves that they block out the sun. The 'anti-counterfeiting mark' it leaves behind is the largest and strongest, and still retains some vitality.

Perhaps after hundreds of thousands of years, this willow branch will completely become silent and dry. (End of this chapter)