Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 2184 Encounter in the King City

For others, there is not so much time and energy to practice and browse too many magical skills.

If the reward of the top of this place list is obtained by other monks, that is, in the secret cabinet of the prefecture level, select some of the best exercises and secrets to practice.

But for Su Zimo, it is different.

The Budo master is demonstrating the next step of spiritual practice, and all the secrets of the exercises are unreserved.

He does not need to practice, but uses the martial arts furnace to smelt all these techniques and skills, and finds his own needs and inspiration from them.

Anyway, Su Zimo is bound to win the top spot this time!

In the academy, they practiced for a period of time, and when they were approaching the annual conference, the academy started the teleportation array.

The three elders of Tianxian level from the academy took Su Zimo, the chief of Honghong County and dozens of people to the Yanyang fairyland through the teleportation formation.

If the flight is normal, the distance between the two places is far, even if the ninth-order Tianxian wants to reach the royal city of the Yanyang fairyland, it will take several years.

But using a teleportation array, but dozens of breaths.

Su Zimo and others felt a rush of light in front of them, as if there were countless lights and shadows passing by, and there was a feeling of weightlessness, and the whole person seemed to be constantly pulled and distorted.

Afterwards, everyone went down to earth and returned to normal again.

The crowd just arrived at the imperial kingdom of Yanyang Fairyland, and they can clearly feel the difference between it and the academy.

The temperature here is much higher than that of the academy, and it is a bit boring.

Wherever you look, it's flaming.

All the buildings are made of red bricks, and some of them are still burning with fine flames and enduring.

There is flame everywhere!

"Back again!"

The owner of Chihong County returned here, took a deep breath, and looked satisfied.

She has lived in King City since she was a child, and she has been accustomed to the environment here.

"I've seen several Taoists."

After the academies showed up, the guards near the teleportation array came quickly and arched slightly.

The bodies of these guards are covered with fiery red armor, like burnt iron pieces, exuding hot temperatures!

The eyes of these guards turned around Su Zimo and others' waists, and they recognized the origin of the crowd.

"Several Daoists of Qiankun Academy should be here to attend the annual conference. King Xie Lingjun has ordered it. I will take you to the palace to rest."

A guard said Shen Sheng.

"No need!"

The owner of Chihong County waved his hand: "I can take them with me, Elder Zhong, Elder He, and many of the academies are here for the first time. I will take you around the King City."

"As for the resting palace, I know the location, and I'll take everyone there."

"Alright."

Elder Zhong smiled and nodded.

The owner of Chihong County patted Su Zimo's shoulder gently, and joked, "Let's go, I'm familiar here, and my sister will take you around the King City."

The other monks in the academy were also curious in their hearts and answered in succession.

Su Zimo nodded with a smile.

Out of the teleportation area, you can feel the hustle and bustle of this King City on the streets of it.

Because of the ten thousand year conference, this king city is gathered with monks from Shenxiaoxian, and most of them are earth gods.

Even so, the wide streets of Yanyang Xianguo are not crowded.

On both sides of the street, there are monks from different sects. They stand up one by one and sell a variety of things.

This annual conference is a once-every-year-old event for the cultivation of immortals in the field of Shenxiaoxian.

The battle over the rankings is just the final highlight.

Most monks are simply not eligible to participate in the battle for the top list. For them, the annual conference is more importantly a grand event for exchanges and transactions between monks.

The owner of Chihong County took Su Zimo and others along the main street of Wangcheng and went all the way, while explaining to everyone some interesting places in Wangcheng.

"Shangxian, this iron sword is obviously our first choice, and we have already paid Yuan Lingshi, how can you rob it?"

At this moment, there was a tumult of noise on the side of the street not far ahead.

"Fuck your shit, when will our son grab you!"

Someone yelled.

Then it seemed that someone was slapped.

The man continued to curse: "Our son gave you double the Yuanling Stone, you are not satisfied yet, this mouth is a lesson for you!"

Su Zimo glanced over there, suddenly frowned, and got a figure.

This kind of thing happens every day, and he didn't intend to ignore it.

But he saw an acquaintance through the crowd.

The chief of Chihong County saw Su Zimo looking to the other side, and said, "It is the Xue family that hit people, and they are considered to be the immortal family in the Shenxiao fairyland. Every time the place list, there will be someone on the Xue family."

Before Chihong County finished speaking, Su Zimo had already walked over there.

Everyone in the academy looked at each other, all puzzled, and they all kept up.

Among the crowd.

There are dozens of people in the Xue family, and they are surrounded by a handsome young man.

The man bowed his head slightly and looked carefully at a rusty iron sword in his hand.

In front of him, there was a slave-like monk, who was short in stature, but in a domineering gesture. He looked at the two on the opposite side, pointing at his feet and scolding him.

Opposite the two were a middle-aged man and a young man, wearing ordinary robes.

The middle-aged man is a fourth-order Divine Immortal, and the young man is only a nine-order Divine Immortal.

Half of the young man's face was swollen. A red palm print on it, bleeding blood, was staring at the Xue family with an angry look.

The middle-aged man looked sad and stopped the youth behind, fearing that he would make a big mistake impulsively.

"Let's pick up the Yuanling Stone and leave. More is worse than less."

"You two are just ordinary monks in the Shuiyun Sword School, an unknown Xuan-class sect. How can you compare to Xue's family and die?"

"Xue Gongzi is willing to give you the Yuanling Stone, even if it is good, it is not enough."

There was a rumor of controversy in the surrounding crowd, some of them out of goodwill, and some of them ridiculed.

The middle-aged man sighed, slowly squatted down, reached out to pick up a few Yuanling Stones on the ground.

Although the Xue family gave Yuan Lingshi to them, they were thrown at random on the ground.

Even if the middle-aged man is dissatisfied, he can only bear it.

The palm of his hand just touched a Yuanling Stone, and one foot suddenly stepped down, extremely fast and powerful!

Click!

He was too late to dodge, and his palm was broken directly!

"Ok!"

The middle-aged man groaned, and for a moment, a fine layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

He gritted his teeth and shivered slightly.

It was the servant of the Xue family who stepped forward and stepped on the palm of the middle-aged man.

Although it is only a slave of the Xue family, its cultivation is a realm, and there are six divine realms, more than two small realms of middle-aged men!

"father!"

The young man exclaimed, stepped forward, stared at the opposite Xue family slave, and yelled, "You dog, let go of my father!"

"Xiaotian, you shut up!"

The middle-aged man yelled, then slowly raised his head, staring at the slaves of the Xue family, squeezing a smile, and said, "My child is too young, not involved in the world, and does not understand the rules. Please go to Immortal for once."

(End of this chapter)