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Chapter 410 Tianyuan City

"He Zhuangshi! See you later!"

"Goodbye, benefactor! I will definitely repay you when we meet again someday!"

In the desolate and cold land, Wang Zhifan said goodbye to He Kuang after their conversation and left, riding his red deer horse and galloping towards the sky, causing the onlookers to exclaim that the immortal master is the immortal master, and even his mount has a different reaction.

"Should I change my route and go to the Blue Ancient Sea to check for traces of the demons, or should I go to Tianyuan City as originally planned? I'll probably get more detailed information in Tianyuan City if I stick to the original plan."

On horseback, Wang Zhifan made a quick decision. Although he had obtained key information from He Kuang, he felt that even He Kuang knew so much. It made no sense that Tianyuan City, a big city, could not find more information.

Therefore, the following time entered the stage of hurrying on the road again. He rode his red deer horse all the way through the sky, passed the vast land and rivers below, and even crossed part of the sea. He did not encounter anything worthy of special attention on the way. Finally, he spent half an hour to reach his destination, which was the Taoist city, Tianyuan City.

Compared with the last Confucian city Shuqiu City he had set foot in, Tianyuan City was obviously countless times more magnificent. It was an extremely large city covering an area of ​​more than 300 miles in radius. In addition to the regular residential buildings, there were countless ancient incense altars, Taoist temples, and halls. A faint medicinal aroma floated in the sky above many areas. It should be that tens of thousands of Taoists were refining elixirs and medicines. The smell from afar made people feel relaxed and happy.

"Such a huge city, but it has no walls or guards? Outsiders are allowed to come and go as they please?"

After Wang Zhifan saw Tianyuan City from the sky, he began to look for the so-called city gate. He planned to go in through the city gate honestly and leave a good impression of being law-abiding on the locals. But the problem was that he didn't find any suspected city gate after looking for a long time. This huge city seemed to be completely undefended, with roads all around for people to walk on, and there was no checkpoint to restrict the flow of people.

What surprised him even more was that he found that this place seemed to have no defenses even in its "airspace". He took a few casual glances and found some powerful indigenous Taoists who were either flying on the wind or flying on swords, flying through the sky above the city and landing on its streets with ease. It was obvious that they were already accustomed to this way of movement.

"Is it because the city is so large and many of the residents have the ability to fly freely, so the city wall checkpoints, which are time-consuming and labor-intensive and can only restrict ordinary people, are directly eliminated? In that case, there must be a protective formation set up here, but the formation is too hidden for me to see."

After thinking about it, Wang Zhifan figured out the reason for this situation. Then he rode on his red deer horse and tried to swagger into the sky above Tianyuan City like those native cultivators he had seen.

As he got closer to the "airspace" of Tianyuan City, he slowed down the Red Deer Horse until he had entered it without any hindrance. He then restored the Red Deer Horse to its normal speed and chose a busy neighborhood to land on the ground.

Compared to the last time he rode a horse and walked into Shuqiu City, which attracted a lot of curious eyes from the surroundings, this time he descended from the sky on a red deer horse, and not many people in Tianyuan City paid attention to his appearance.

The residents or tourists here seem to be accustomed to people falling from the sky. At most, they would take a few more glances at the majestic Pegasus he rides, and do not care that he has the ability to fly.

Wang Zhifan was also happy with this relaxed atmosphere. He rode on his horse, moving slowly forward while observing the prosperous and bustling ancient streets on both sides, the pedestrians of all kinds walking and stopping, the vendors shaking their heads and hawking their wares, and the Taoist monks flying by in the sky from time to time. He planned to find an inn to stay first.

However, before he could find a place, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy in a green Taoist robe flew over on a sword and landed in front of him in the blink of an eye. He was a very young Taoist monk in the Xiantian realm. He just bowed to him and said:

"Dear guest, my Taoist master Qingyangzi invites you to Qingyang Palace for a chat."

"Oh? Then please lead the way."

When Wang Zhifan saw this, he knew that his whereabouts had been discovered by someone. It was probably due to the influence of the Taoist aura on his body, so he did not think there was anything wrong with meeting Qingyangzi.

"Dear guest, please come with me."

After hearing this, the Taoist youth immediately turned around, stepped lightly on the ground with one foot and jumped several feet high. At the same time, the long sword he was carrying automatically flew to his feet and carried him away.

"This is too straightforward..."

Seeing this, Wang Zhifan looked up at the young man who was flying faster than a bird and was a little speechless, but he immediately rode his red deer horse and took off to follow.

It has to be said that traveling by air is more convenient than traveling by land. On land, you may have to go a long way, but flying only takes less than half the distance. Wang Zhifan followed the sword-flying boy and arrived at the destination in less than half an incense stick of time. They came to the gate of a tall palace located in the core area of ​​central Tianyuan City.

"Please come in, distinguished guest! My Taoist master is waiting in the main hall!"

As soon as the sword-riding boy arrived at the position, he automatically switched to the role of a doorman, stood at the side of the hall door, and extended his hand to invite Wang Zhifan in.

Wang Zhifan naturally had nothing to worry about. He got off the horse, touched the red deer horse's head and let it stay there to rest. Then he stepped into the Taoist hall with a plaque that read "Qingyang Palace".

This is a rather magnificent palace. Its gate is more than ten feet wide and thirty feet high. It does not look like it is designed for human entry and exit. When you step through the door, you can see that the space inside is even larger. Ten feet away stands a very tall statue of an old man in Taoist robes meditating. In front of the statue, a middle-aged Taoist in a young robe is burning incense on the incense altar with his back to Wang Zhifan.

"A distinguished guest from the Dao Realm has arrived! Qingyangzi is sorry for not welcoming you in person!"

In less than two seconds, as Wang Zhifan walked into the hall with ease, Taoist Qingyangzi, who had just finished burning incense, turned around and bowed to Wang Zhifan with a smile.

"You are polite, Taoist priest!"

Wang Zhifan, who had walked closer, followed suit and bowed in return, with a polite smile on his face.

"Since the distinguished guest has come from the Dao Realm, he must be a cultivator from our clan. I wonder what his name is?"

Qing Yangzi then asked the question in a serious manner, which was equivalent to reminding Wang Zhifan that it was a bit impolite not to report when meeting a family member.

"Oh... I am sorry for being rude. My Taoist name is Fanyun Sanren. I am used to being idle all my life. I hope Taoist Qingyangzi will not be offended." Wang Zhifan immediately answered calmly after hearing this, and directly gave his own Taoist name that he had thought of halfway, without any fear.

This is because he understands the power of the Extraordinary Game. Since the Extraordinary Game says that it has given him the identity of a person in the Dao Realm, then in this copy he must be a genuine person in the Dao Realm and there is no need to worry about being exposed.

"So it's you, fellow Fanyun Sanren! I've heard of you for a long time! I've heard of you for a long time!"

After receiving the reply, Qingyangzi in front of him bowed again, appearing quite solemn and enthusiastic. However, anyone with a keen eye could see that there was a hint of confusion in his eyes. It was obvious that he had never heard of who Fanyun Sanren was.

But Wang Zhifan was still not panicked. He did not believe that the Taoist priest in front of him could know everyone in the Taoist Realm. Even if this person had some channels to investigate in the Taoist Realm, he believed that the power of the Extraordinary Game would definitely be able to create an identity for him out of thin air in the Taoist Realm, and he would never make any mistakes easily.

So, after Wang Zhifan, who looked calm and flawless, exchanged greetings with Qingyangzi, the owner of Qingyang Palace, they moved on to the subsequent formal topic.

It mainly included Qingyangzi asking him what was the important matter that brought him from the Dao Realm to the Huo Realm, and what kind of help he, as the number one person in Tianyuan City, could provide. Wang Zhifan did not miss the opportunity to communicate with the high-end natives, and consulted about the Demon Realm and the demons in the Huo Realm. He said that he came from the Dao Realm this time to assist the Huo Realm in fighting against the infiltration of the Demon Realm, and he must help protect this human world.

Their conversation did not last too long, as the sword-riding Taoist priest who had led Wang Zhifan in came in to report that other distinguished guests were visiting, so Qingyangzi had to arrange for Wang Zhifan to stay in a side hall first, and then talk to him in detail after he had received the guests.

Wang Zhifan did not object to this. He immediately followed the young Taoist priest to the side hall. However, before leaving the main hall completely, he caught a glimpse of more than 20 indigenous people in different clothes entering the main hall one after another. All of them had the aura of the Innate Realm or above. He wondered what the purpose of these people gathering here was.

"The strength of Qing Yangzi's aura just now was quite strange. My first impression of him was that he was just like an ordinary person, as if he didn't have any cultivation. But after careful perception, I vaguely discovered that there was something else. He might have used some advanced Taoist technique to conceal his breath. His true cultivation is definitely at the top level of the Xiantian realm, or even higher, the super-xiantian realm."

Wang Zhifan also secretly had guesses about Qing Yangzi, the owner of this Taoist palace. Although he could not directly sense the strength of his ability, he knew with his toes that he was definitely not a simple character. After all, the young disciples he used to guard the door were all at the innate realm, and it was impossible for them to be ordinary in their cultivation.

After some thought, Wang Zhifan was then arranged to stay in a guest room in a side hall of Qingyang Palace.

The room is not too big, but its decoration is simple and elegant, with all the necessary facilities, and it has a unique Taoist style.

Wang Zhifan sat inside for a while, but felt it was not time to rest yet, so he decided to go out for a walk. He told the young Taoist priest outside the main hall, then rode his red deer horse and left Qingyang Palace.

When he got on his horse, he happened to see the twenty or so guests in the Innate Realm in Qingyang Palace still discussing something with Qingyangzi. Among them were men and women, Taoists, Confucianists, and even a bald Buddhist. It can be seen that the relationship between Taoism, Buddhism and Confucianism is not that bad.

But what concerned Wang Zhifan the most was a young woman with a fierce aura among the group.

She did not seem to be an ordinary human from the Disaster Realm. She had two medium-length silver-white dragon horns on her forehead. Her nose and lower part were covered by a black cloth mask, revealing only a pair of thin eyebrows and a pair of cold, bright eyes. Add to that her cool black high ponytail, her tall and powerful figure wrapped in a black women's tights, and the long and short blood-red double knives slung around her waist. She looked like a dragon female assassin.

"This woman is very alert. I just glanced at her and she turned her eyes to me... But is she really a dragon girl? This world is really interesting."

With this new discovery, Wang Zhifan immediately rode his red deer horse back to the Tianyuan City district and began to tour this prosperous and bustling world. Of course, he did not forget to gather intelligence and planned to find a bookstore or something like that to look up information.

For a moment, he was drowned out by the bustling sounds on the core street outside Qingyang Palace. There were the hawking voices of various vendors, the conversations of all kinds of pedestrians, the lingering sound of the Taoist masters flying back and forth on their swords, and the sound of several Taoists meditating and chanting on the side of the street as if no one was around. The sound was very complex.

"Brother! Over here! Over here!"

After a while, Wang Zhifan, who had not yet found the bookstore, heard someone calling him. It was a young man on the second floor of a street restaurant. The man stuck his hand and head out of the window, waving a pair of black-framed sunglasses in his hand, trying to attract his attention.

"Player? How did he recognize that I'm not a native at first glance... It must be because my hairstyle has not been modified."

Wang Zhifan suddenly realized that his mentality in the recent copies was very casual. He said he was disguising himself, but in fact he was just fooling around.

However, there shouldn't be much of a problem in this copy. After all, this copy has a high-intensity penalty level mechanism, and it is very costly for players to attack each other. You just need to be careful of possible Avengers players.

"Red Deer, go back and rest first. I'll call you over when I find a place with abundant grass and water."

Wang Zhifan then dismounted and cancelled the summons to Chilu, allowing it to temporarily return to its secret home. Then he used his lightness skills to jump directly into the window where the person who called him was and met the person inside.

As expected, there was not only the player from before but also five other people in the private room on the second floor of the restaurant. They all focused their attention on Wang Zhifan who arrived halfway.

"Brother! You are a player too! I told you that there is no way there are only six of us in this dungeon!"

The young man who had just stuck his head out of the window and called Wang Zhifan then smiled and spoke to him, casually putting on the black-framed sunglasses in his hand.

"Yes, I'm a player. Are you guys...discussing dungeon strategies?"

Wang Zhifan glanced at these people and found that they had all changed into clothes from this world, but the problem was that not all of them were yellow-skinned. There were two white people and one black person, and the clothes looked out of place with the ancient oriental style.

"Yes, sir. We eagerly hope that you will join us and share our intelligence, because this instance is very confusing to us. We have explored most of the city outside, but have not found any signs of war, which makes it impossible to make progress in the instance..."

One of the tall and strong white male players who was leaning against the wall of the private room nodded to Wang Zhifan, and then said with a worried look on his face.

(End of this chapter)