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In fact, roughly estimated with the naked eye, the area of ​​that ancient city should not be inferior to the entire urban area of ​​Huahai City.

But for some reason, the huge ancient city was covered in a dark cloud that looked like a demon world, and it never showed signs of dissipating. From a distance, it was full of a primitive wild and dark atmosphere, which was surprising again. And a little scared.

"According to historical records, in the generation when cultivation was prevalent, Black Dragon City was also a spiritual city, with numerous sects and sects flourishing, but then the entire cultivation world changed drastically, and the people of those sects gradually disappeared without a trace. The vast city has turned into a barren land, and it was not until more than 1000 years ago that powerful people discovered it, and then people lived in the city one after another, until it evolved into the current situation!"

Jiang Tingting said with some emotion, although the former sects mysteriously disappeared, but every time they entered the Black Dragon City, they could still feel the splendor of the era of cultivation, and the years have corrupted everything, which is embarrassing.

After the end of the Dharma Era, this ancient city built in the cultivation civilization, for some reason, was permanently shrouded in thick dark clouds, like an eternal dark place.

Jiang Tingting reminded that although the entire Black Dragon City is relatively stable, occasionally some weird things will happen.

Some of them were deliberately done by monks with ulterior motives, and some were weird and unpredictable, the source could not be found, and they were full of ominous smells.

So after entering the city, she told everyone not to run around, especially to remind Yang Di to greet the girls around him.

"Hmm." Yang Di naturally didn't dare to be careless, speaking from a macro perspective, this piece of Azure Cloud Realm is also a relic of the cultivation civilization.

For monks in this world, this kind of place is full of too many unknowns and dangers. Even the most powerful people in the world dare not rush around.

"Why don't we just fly there?" Li Xuanya asked with a smile, her eyes widening.

"There is an inexplicable air circulation around this ancient city, and the treasure cannot be vacated." Jiang Tingting explained with a smile.

"It's amazing." Ning Yunzhu smacked her lips and said.

A group of people started to walk and hurried towards the distance.

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After almost two hours, everyone finally entered the ancient city.

The mottled bluestone streets are engraved with the vicissitudes of time, and the surrounding buildings are all in ancient style. Although many of them have decayed, they are still very grand.

"It's much bigger than the Chang'an City depicted in the movie." Ning Mo commented in amazement. In this huge ancient city, there are many architectural complexes that are amazingly crafted. Presumably they are the residences of those sects and ancient families in the legend.

This is much more mysterious than the ancient human cities described by ancient historians. The former world of comprehension is indeed fascinating.

"Nowadays, the well-preserved temples, manors, and pavilions in Black Dragon City have all been divided up by various forces in the monastic world. Of course, there are also indigenous residents who have been here for a long time and have little contact with the outside world." Jiang Tingting introduced with a smile.

The streets are not desolate, there are people in all kinds of fancy clothes coming and going in a hurry, and there are even markets and shops open.

The things sold are full of ancient atmosphere, mostly daily necessities and food, and some people even set up street stalls, as if they were selling various magic tools.

In short, getting used to the atmosphere of the bustling metropolis now, suddenly coming to such an isolated place will make people feel as if they have gone through the reincarnation of time.

There are still three days before the grand trading event. Yang Di and the others came here ahead of time, and now there are many dusty figures in the surrounding streets. I think they came to participate in the grand trading event in December.

"There are indeed a lot more people than usual." Taoist Qingzhong sighed, the most special Dao Contest in the past and present is about to begin, many retreating characters and hermit groups are all appearing on stage, and the monastic world is unprecedentedly lively.

Compared with the outside world, which has gradually drifted away from the cultivation civilization, in this kind of place, monks from all walks of life obviously come and go more frequently, and they are all preparing for the Dao Contest.

Under the leadership of Jiang Tingting, everyone entered a post house in the city that night.

That's right, it is indeed a post house. There are no luxury hotels or hotels here. There are only some simple residences developed by monks and indigenous residents using ancient buildings, which are very similar to the post houses in ancient times.

Crazy Girl and the others were very excited about the rich material enjoyment of this primitive atmosphere, as if they had traveled through a thousand years and returned to the ancients.

Although there are some daily necessities brought in by monks from outside, the industrial atmosphere is very shallow. There are no cars or electric lights.

"Miss, you're here!" A white-haired shopkeeper came out to greet her. Wearing a simple green shirt and canvas clothes, he was dragged to the crew to perform a costume drama without any makeup.

Of course, most of the people here are like this. People like Yang Di and the others who wear jeans, T-shirts, and sneakers can be seen as outsiders at a glance, and they will not stay in this kind of place for a long time.

"Uncle Fu, prepare some rooms for us." Jiang Tingting said, looking at the old shopkeeper seriously.

She told Yang Di and the others that they were members of the Jiang family, but they spent most of their lives in the Black Dragon City in the Cangyun Realm, practicing here and doing business for the Jiang family.

In this kind of place, what they earn is naturally not the monetary benefits of the modern society outside, but mostly things related to cultivation.

In fact, many giants of the cultivation world in the outside world have their own strongholds and businesses in this place, and most of the cultivation resources of their clansmen come from this place.

In these overseas regions, some spiritual stones and spiritual mines can also be mined. In addition, it is much easier to plant spiritual medicine fields here.

As for the Guxiu family and those ancient tribes, why not just move their ancestral land here? Jiang Tingting’s answer was that some of them were indeed overseas, but the nine Guxiu families, as well as Daoist sects, as well as some legacy of the current world of Daoism, all had nothing to do with it. Some things in the outside world have deep origins, or have unusual reasons.

In short, although overseas auras are stronger, the foundations of the Guxiu family and many forces in the cultivation world are still outside.

Maybe it's because of some factors, maybe it's because I don't feel at ease about the overseas environment. After all, the spiritual realm once collapsed, and maybe one day, that kind of tragedy will happen again.

What's more, most of the ancestral lands of those ancient repair families and ancient tribes occupy the blessed land of the cave, and their spiritual energy is not inferior to overseas.

After checking in at the Jiang family's inn, the shopkeeper of Uncle Fu reminded everyone to try not to go out at night.

The number of people from all walks of life who have come to this Black Dragon City recently is obviously many times more than before. There is a mixture of good and bad, and conflicts often break out, especially at night, and it is very uneasy.

Of course, even if you live in a post house, you have to be careful, because it is said that there are often thieves and thieves in the city recently, even the Guxiu family and even the Taoist sites, they still patronize them, and even murder and set fire occasionally.

In the room, Yang Di sat cross-legged and exhaled. Sleeping in this kind of place is a bit wasteful, but it is very suitable for cultivation.

Yang Di even thought that his current power is still too shallow. When the momentum grows in the future, maybe he can also send people overseas to develop some foundations, plant elixir and collect spiritual things. It must be very promising.

"My servant, Hu Yaodong, please see Master Yang!"

In the middle of the night, there was a hearty voice from downstairs in the inn, a guest came to visit, but not for staying in the inn, but asking to see someone.

The shopkeeper, Uncle Fu, came out to check immediately. In the lobby on the first floor, he saw this man with a hulking back, beard, copper bells and big eyes, and a sturdy saber on his back. Not weak, even Fu Bo, who is one of the few masters in the city, was surprised.

Soon, several people came in one after another, all of them were dressed strangely and their outfits were eye-catching. There was a thin man wearing a hat and black gauze like a wanderer in the rivers and lakes, and there was also a strange monk in a black cassock with a Zen stick in his hand, and a Taoist robe. The casual monks and monks, gods and relatives.

Some of them are known to Uncle Fu and have lived in this Black Dragon City for a long time, but some are very unfamiliar.

"What do you guys mean?" Uncle Fu frowned. It seemed that the young man was being targeted as soon as he entered the city, and he didn't know whether these guys were enemies or friends.

Fortunately, the four elders of the current clan are present, and besides that young man, there are also terrifying guardians, otherwise this posture is really difficult to greet.

"It's nothing interesting, I just want to meet the legendary master of alchemy!" The monk in the black cassock smiled playfully. His tone didn't seem too polite, but rather domineering. smell.

"Black demon monk, do you really think this is your treasure temple? How can outsiders be allowed to run wild in the territory of our Jiang clan?"

Uncle Fu's face was a little cold, but at the same time his heart was awe-inspiring. This monk in black cassock was quite famous in the city, and his background was not small. He used to be a celebrity in the outside world, and later settled here, occupying a temple.

In the past, this person acted strangely and had a lot of bad deeds. After coming to this Black Dragon City, he has not restrained himself much, he is publicized, and he will take revenge.

Due to his tyrannical cultivation and strange methods, even people with the background of the ancient Xiu family would stay away in the city.

Now that the Black Demon Monk and a group of people from various religions and ranks came here, I'm afraid not all of them want to be treated politely, and they seem to be self-sufficient.

However, the young man's identity was too special, and he was destined to attract attention wherever he went.

"Old man Jiang Fu, don't use the name of the Guxiu family to suppress others. Who doesn't know that your Jiang family is just a collateral descendant of the ancient Jiang family. The real Jiang family has long since disappeared. The current Jiang family can't claim to be a descendant of Emperor Yan!" The rough bearded man was also quite rebellious, and he didn't show any face because this was the territory of the Jiang family.

"This statement is very true. Most of the ancient repair families in this world have a little bit of gold on their faces. I am afraid that the ancestors in the past were just subordinates of the ancient clan. If they are the real descendants of the ancient clan, their qualifications are generally much higher than they are now. Already!" Someone laughed in line, obviously ridiculing.