Mortal: I can enter the spirit world at the beginning

Yang Qian kept flying over the sea near the city, but he only roughly visited a small part of the entire imperial city.

Although Xuanwu Imperial City is not located on a thousand-story mountain like Tianyuan Holy City, its vast territory can almost be called a continent.

This land is as vast as a sea of ​​smoke, spanning countless thousands of miles.

Almost impossible to measure by mortal, everyday standards.

For Yang Qian, this Xuanwu Imperial City can be described in one word - Guangzhou.

The word "Guang" represents both its vastness and its unpredictability.

Of course, this is also due to Yang Qian's own limitations in cultivation.

After all, although his magical powers and strength are superior to those of his peers, they are at best comparable to those of late Nascent Soul monks.

If Yang Qian can break through to the Divine Transformation Stage, Void Refining Stage, or even the Fusion Stage in the future, his escape speed will naturally increase exponentially or even dozens of times or hundreds of times. At that time, it will not be impossible to fly over the entire Xuanwu Imperial City with his own magic power. possible.

Not only that, in the past few months, Yang Qian also got some information about Xuanwu Imperial City from many monks.

Xi Ling, this ancient giant turtle, usually hides in the deep sea and rarely appears.

Due to the huge size of the giant turtle, it is almost impossible to see its full picture, leaving only endless reveries.

As for how big the spirit is, Yang Qian couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth slightly when he thought about it.

The cliff he is standing on now is just a piece of turtle shell dirt accumulated on the body of the spirit. This is just an insignificant trace of dirt, which is already hundreds of feet high and squeezed into a mountain.

You can imagine how huge the body is.

As for this Xuanwu Imperial City, it is attached to the towering turtle shell dirt of Xi Ling. The buildings are well-proportioned, wide and flat, extending in all directions, extending to every corner, and integrating perfectly with the surrounding terrain.

Because of the long lifespan of the spirit, there are many ancient trees and exotic flowers and plants growing on the shell of this giant turtle. Many of the plants are even older than a thousand or ten thousand years, and even Yang Gan can only recognize half of them.

Unfortunately, most of these ancient trees, flowers and plants are of ordinary species and can only be used as decorations, and are not of much help to the practice of Taoism.

However, this prosperous scene had a profound impact on ordinary people in the imperial city.

Many mortals became obsessed with gardening and were keen on cultivating various flowers. This love even evolved into an industry to make a living, which surprised Yang Qian.

In short, the monks and mortals in Xuanwu Imperial City all depend on this spirit for survival.

The spirit not only carries the weight of the entire city, but also continuously condenses the spiritual energy needed for practice in the city. The richness of the spiritual energy here is several times higher than that of other cities, which is really incredible.

According to legend, although the spirit is always sleeping, under its influence, the spiritual energy in the city naturally gathers, like an endless natural spiritual gathering circle, making the spiritual energy here extremely abundant.

For those who pursue immortality, this is undoubtedly a holy place for cultivation.

Yang Gan's thoughts surged like running water, and an imperceptible light flashed in his eyes. He took a deep breath, swayed slightly, and disappeared in an instant, as if blending into nothingness.

Almost at the same time, Yang Gan suddenly appeared in a wide stone room. He calmly walked to the futon in the center of the stone room and sat down cross-legged.

This stone room is the cave he rented in Xuanwu Imperial City.

Originally, the cave that Yang Qian wanted to choose was not here. It is an elegant place far away from the hustle and bustle and close to nature. It is not too far away from the central area of ​​Xuanwu Imperial City and has a unique tranquility.

However, when Yang Qian took up the escape light and wandered around the edge of Xuanwu Imperial City, and accidentally came to this land, he actually felt a strange aura.

Although the thunder-attribute aura here is not as abundant as in other areas, there is a strange scene.

Even if most of the mountainous areas nearby are not barren of grass, the number of ancient trees, flowers and plants is much less than in other places in Xuanwu Imperial City.

Not only that, when he came near this mountain range, Yang Qian had a strange feeling, as if the two divine thunders in his body became slightly active.

So, Yang Qian calmly remembered the location of this place, and applied for renting a cave in a subordinate altar of Bahuang Palace in accordance with the regulations. When making the selection, he found that there were no monks renting this place, so he made a prompt decision without hesitation. I chose this place.

Fortunately, this didn't attract anyone else's attention.

The deacon of Bahuang Palace had no intention of asking. After registering indifferently, he asked Yang Qian to leave.

Yang Gan returned to the cave with satisfaction and immediately activated the restriction.

The entire Cave Restriction in Xuanwu Imperial City is connected to the magical power of the spirit, as if it were one body.

This kind of design makes the security of the imperial city reach an unprecedented level.

The existence of the restriction is like an indestructible barrier, silently guarding everything in the imperial city.

When a powerful enemy approaches the city, the arrays in these caves can quickly merge into one, turning into a super formation, pouring out endless power.

therefore.

Among the entire three realms of the human race, the Xuanwu Imperial City is known as the most indestructible city. It has stood firm for hundreds of thousands of years, guarding the prosperity and tranquility of the human race.

"No wonder Xuanwu Imperial City doesn't have city walls and city defense formations. It turns out that these cave formations are actually the city's secretive means." On Yang Qian's right hand, he gently rubbed a palm-sized dark wooden plaque with an inscription on it. At a glance, there are golden ancient inscriptions about the size of a bean, and it is clear that they are the words "Eastern Thousand and Fifty".

This object is the forbidden token of his cave.

Yang Gan gently touched the cave prohibition token in his hand, his eyes showing an indescribable depth.

next moment.

He suddenly moved his fingers and flicked the prohibition token towards the center of the cave hall, as if an invisible trajectory was drawn in the air.

As his spiritual power quietly surged, dozens of dreamlike white lights emitted from the token, shooting straight into the void outside the cave.

The light was bright and dazzling, as if it had penetrated the constraints of time and space and illuminated the entire cave.

In a blink of an eye.

A dazzling white light curtain appeared out of thin air, like a barrier between heaven and earth, tightly guarding the cave where Yang Qian was.

The forbidden array's light was bright, exuding powerful power, faintly resonating with the underground of the mountain range.

Under this light curtain, the atmosphere in the cave instantly became solemn and vast. (End of chapter)