Mortal: I can enter the spirit world at the beginning

Considering Yang Qian's initial stage of cultivation and his previous behavior of showing weakness, it was natural that everyone was shocked when he suddenly said such words.

Even the purple-robed man who was always cold and expressionless had a hint of imperceptible surprise in his deep eyes, and he turned his eyes involuntarily to where Yang Qian was.

When the man with raised eyebrows heard this, the already tense lines on his cheeks twisted instantly, and a cold murderous look flashed like lightning in the dark night, fleeting, but enough to make people feel cold.

"How courageous! Your cultivation is not as good as mine, yet you still dare to be so presumptuous. I haven't seen such a reckless person in words for hundreds of years. In this case, in the battle for the spiritual land in three days, you and I don't have to hold back." The man with raised eyebrows said with an unusually stern look.

"Hehe! When the time comes, I, Yang, will learn from your great skills! I'll take my leave first." Yang Qian replied lightly, then bowed slightly to the purple-robed man, and floated away from the second floor.

Looking at Yang Qian's back, the man with raised eyebrows twitched his eyelids, took a deep breath, and his face was as gloomy as water.

……

More than half an hour later.

In the deserted high place near Yuque Pavilion, the figures of Fatty Jin and the man with drooping eyebrows appeared there, using the art of voice transmission to have a secret conversation.

"Brother Weng! Speaking of which, what was the purpose of your fighting for that sacred land? There were so many people inside just now, so it was difficult for you to tell me. Now it's time to tell me something." Fatty Jin asked with a harmless look and a grin.

"I was not lying before! I really had to change my cave in order to practice a secret technique. Otherwise, why would I deliberately look for a place with thin spiritual energy, if I am not stupid?" The man with raised eyebrows sighed and replied with his hands spread out.

When the fat man surnamed Jin heard what the other party said, the fat on his face shook twice, and after he smiled, he was full of disbelief.

The man with raised eyebrows felt a headache, but he showed no sign of abnormality on his face. He also had an expression that said, "If you don't believe me, there's nothing I can do about it," and then he stopped talking.

"Forget it! No matter what your purpose is, Brother Weng, since you are unwilling to state it clearly, I think you must have your own difficulties. However, do you really intend to show no mercy to that kid named Yang during the fight?" The fat man named Jin rolled his eyes and changed the subject, asking in a strange tone.

"Hmm? What's going on? Could it be that Brother Jin has some connection with this person?" The man with raised eyebrows looked slightly unhappy.

"How could I be related to this person? But you may not know, my dear brother, that this person is a Qingming Guard personally selected by Senior Zhao. He stands out with his initial cultivation and is not that easy to deal with!" The fat man surnamed Jin shook his head and said something to the man with raised eyebrows as if to wake him up.

"Hmph! So what? Our Tianyuan City has a third-level Divine Transformation cultivator joining every few decades! Don't you, Brother Jin, think that I am not a match for an initial-stage cultivator? I was wondering why this guy is so bold. It turns out that he took advantage in the duel with the Qingming Guards. After coming to Tianyuan City, he thinks of himself as some great figure." The man with raised eyebrows changed his expression slightly, but after a moment's hesitation, he sneered indifferently.

“Haha! This guy’s cultivation level is naturally not worth mentioning, and it looks like he hasn’t been advanced to the Nascent Soul stage for long. With Fellow Daoist Weng’s magical powers, even I, Jin, dare not say that I can defeat him lightly. A cultivator in the early stage of Nascent Soul, no matter how powerful he is, can never be your opponent! However, I, Jin, want to say that Senior Zhao is quite protective of his people, so you can just teach him a lesson, and it’s best not to really hurt his life. Otherwise, even if you have Senior Ming to rely on, if Senior Zhao finds out, there will really be some trouble.” Fatty Jin laughed and advised with a kind look.

"Since this man is so presumptuous, I must punish him severely. As for whether I will really take his life, it is hard to predict during the fight, so we can only wait and see." A cold light flashed in the eyes of the man with raised eyebrows, but he responded calmly.

Fatty Jin stood aside, his eyes rolled quickly, and then he pretended to look sad and said:

"Since Brother Weng said so, I will not say anything more. Three days later, I will also have to fight to the death with the other four guys, and I don't know if it will be successful." His chubby face was full of distress at this time.

The man with raised eyebrows suddenly raised his mouth corners, revealing a strange smile, and said: "Brother Jin, you are too modest! I heard that Brother Jin recently obtained an ancient treasure with incredible magical effects, and its power is no less than that of ordinary spiritual treasures."

When Fatty Jin heard this, his expression changed instantly, but he immediately regained his composure.

"I didn't expect that Brother Weng also knew about this! I did get a treasure some time ago, but to say that its power is greater than that of a spiritual treasure is of course an exaggeration. It just has some unique self-defense effects." As he spoke, Fatty Jin waved his hands repeatedly.

"Oh! Really?" The man with raised eyebrows raised the corner of his mouth in a meaningful arc, and there was a bit of amusement and scrutiny hidden in that smile.

There were undercurrents between the two men, and they had different thoughts in their minds. They exchanged a few words, and there was something else behind their words, with mysteries hidden in every one of them.

After he finished speaking, Fatty Jin's figure flashed and turned into a brilliant red light, like the brightest meteor in the sky. He disappeared into the boundless sky in an instant, leaving only a faint trail, which aroused people's imagination.

The man surnamed Weng stared at the escaping light that was moving further and further away. His face suddenly changed, as if covered with frost. A cold arc appeared at the corner of his mouth. He snorted softly, and his voice was mixed with imperceptible anger and alertness.

"Hmph! What a cunning fellow! He tried to use provocation to make me and the other party have an enemy. His plan is quite good." His voice was low and he muttered to himself, but every word was clear, revealing his extraordinary scheming and insight.

"Fatty Jin knows a lot about you and has become suspicious of you. You'd better be cautious in your future actions. He is not a concern, but his grandfather is a big problem and I don't want to mess with him." Another male voice suddenly came from above the man with raised eyebrows.

Then, a dragon with an emerald green body, as if carved from jade, appeared out of thin air. Its shape was lifelike, about a foot long, and surrounded by a faint aura of spiritual energy.

The sound just now was obviously made by this dragon.

"Master, don't worry! As long as we seize the spiritual land, I will immediately seal off the entire spiritual land. Unless he really knows something, there's nothing we can do." When the man with raised eyebrows saw the emerald dragon, he immediately bowed and said with extreme respect.

"Well, I am relatively confident in your work. But the matter is of great importance. If I had not been refining the spiritual treasure at the critical moment, I would never have sent only the clone over. I hope you will not let your master down." The emerald dragon nodded and spoke in human language with an old-fashioned tone.

"I will definitely not let you down." The man with raised eyebrows almost patted his chest to promise, but then he asked hesitantly:
"But is the news really accurate? The spiritual energy there is really not that good. It seems impossible that this is the final resting place of that person."

"Of course, I'm not completely sure that the news is true. But considering that person's identity, even if there is only a slight possibility, it is enough for us to explore. As long as it is true, and we have obtained that person's relics and skills, not only will your master not have to worry about surviving the calamity this time, but you will also have a great chance of advancing to the realm of refining emptiness. In the fight three days later, you can only succeed, and must not fail. If the other party is really tricky, you don't have to hold back, just kill him directly. Even if there may be some trouble in the future, compared with that person's relics, it's nothing." The voice of the Emerald Dragon turned cold.

"Disciple understands." The man with raised eyebrows was startled, but immediately agreed.

“However, these cultivators of the third realm were able to stand out from the Qingmingwei competition. Each of them is not simple, and we cannot be too careless. Although this person is only in the initial stage of transformation, but just in case, I will lend you the 'Thousand Soul Bell' temporarily. Three days of temporary sacrifice will be enough for you to temporarily drive this treasure. In this way, it will be foolproof.” After the Emerald Dragon pondered for a moment, it opened its mouth and a ball of Yin Qi spewed out of its mouth, wrapped in a black bell about an inch in size, with black air wrapped around its surface and engraved with dense runes and spells.

Upon hearing what the dragon said, the man was overjoyed and thanked the dragon for the reward repeatedly. Then he shook his sleeves and a blue cloud flew out, which rolled the bell into his sleeves.

After that, the emerald dragon gave a few more instructions from above, and then it turned into a beam of emerald light and shot into the other sleeve of the man with the drooping eyebrows. The man with the drooping eyebrows then turned around and turned into a ball of blue light and shot away in the other direction.

Yang Qian naturally didn't know all of this, but he could guess most of it from the situations in the original book.

After leaving Yuque Pavilion, he did not return to Feiling Palace immediately, but flew in the city for most of the day according to the markings on the map. Finally, he was thousands of miles away in the sky, looking down at everything in the city, frowning as he thought about something.

Speaking of which, the so-called Tianyuan City would be more accurately called Tianyuan Kingdom!
The area covered by the entire city is almost equivalent to a medium-sized country in the human world.

But in the true sense, Tianyuan City is not too big. It is just a city area of ​​tens of thousands of square meters surrounded by huge walls.

This urban area is in the shape of a ladder, with city walls built in the front and back, and the two sides are covered by the thick fog generated by the huge immortal formation. Even true spirit-level beings cannot forcefully break in.

The city wall facing the wild world is the narrowest, only a hundred or so long. The walls with the magic arrays and spells on them are thousands of feet high. They look like huge skyscrapers from a distance, which is daunting.

Just outside this short giant wall, a large number of guards from the human and demon tribes patrolled the nearby area day and night, and faced the various restrictive arrays in this direction, which were opened day and night without stopping at all.

Behind the city wall, there is always an army of more than one million humans and demons, stationed in those giant towers all year round.

Such strict preventive measures have ensured that Tianyuan City has never been successfully attacked by foreign races since its establishment.

Correspondingly, the other side of the city wall in the trapezoidal city area is far less tall and strict, but it stretches for thousands of miles, and there are a large number of humans and demons from the three realms and seven places who usually come in and out.

Most of these people plan to go on adventures in the wild world, while the other half come to Tianyuan City to buy and sell things.

In this way, the city is extremely prosperous in disguise.

After leaving the real Tianyuan City, there are vast mountains, and occasionally there are small mortal villages and towns between the mountains.

But there is absolutely no second monastic city in existence.

On the one hand, these mortal villages and towns provide Tianyuan City with some necessary living materials, and on the other hand, they continuously provide some low-level monks and body refiners.

Of course, in the area designated for the demon clan, there are also countless large groups of beasts and low-level demon beasts, which also provide a large number of low-level supplements for the demon clan in Tianyuan City.

Although it is said that in order to gain a foothold in the spiritual world, the two races of humans and demons had to join forces and jointly send people to garrison Tianyuan City.

But there are some differences between humans and monsters after all. In order to avoid conflicts between the two races in the city, the entire Tianyuan City is divided into two parts with a huge light curtain.

The two tribes each managed one side.

As for the areas outside the city, they are also bounded by an invisible no-man's belt, each occupying one side.

Probably the only place where the human and demon races can coexist is the Elder Tower in the center of the city.

This tower is not only several times larger than other giant towers, but also the ultimate fighting force of Tianyuan City. It is the place where more than ten elders from the two tribes who have reached the fusion stage discuss matters and make decisions together.

Therefore, this tower appears extremely mysterious in the eyes of everyone in Tianyuan City.

Yang Qian was about twenty miles away from the Elders' Tower.
He looked at the towering blue stone tower from a distance, his eyes flashing constantly.

As far as he knew, at any time in this tower, each tribe of humans and monsters would send an elder in the integration stage to be stationed in it.

Thinking about it, Yang Qian felt a little emotional.

Back when they were in the human world, those gods were like mysterious characters that were hard to find. It was not easy for ordinary people to see them.

After arriving at Tianyuan City, even the cultivators in the fusion stage are so close to him, and there will be great opportunities for him to ask for guidance in the future. The number of them is much greater than that of the fusion cultivators in the three realms and seven areas.

It seems like it's not bad to stay here.

Yang Qian pondered silently. As for the matter of competing with the man with drooping eyebrows for the spiritual land, he naturally did not take it too seriously, considering his magical powers that had even enabled him to fight against cultivators in the Void Refinement Stage.

After a moment, Yang Qian moved slightly, and purple light suddenly appeared around him, like purple lightning cutting through the sky, turning into a gorgeous purple rainbow, rushing towards Feiling Palace.

After returning to his room, Yang Qian immediately opened the restriction. After finding that there was no problem, he walked into the secret room and sat down cross-legged.

Although Yang Qian was confident of winning the decisive battle three days later, he also knew that only by being fully prepared could he be safe.

Therefore, he did not slack off, but began to plan every detail.

But before that, he had a small trouble to deal with.

However, before that, there was a small matter that needed to be resolved.

Yang Qian raised his sleeves slightly, and a small and exquisite silver round bracelet quietly emerged from his other hand. The light on it was flowing, and upon closer inspection, it looked like a hollow carving, which was ingenious. (End of this chapter)