Chapter 1909 The Wang Brothers and Sisters

"Rebirth of the Peerless Wasted Young Man ()"

A crisis was resolved, and Ye Tian continued on his way.

In order not to reveal any clues, he even stopped letting Xiao Yue'er call his master and called him uncle instead. Because he is too young, in his early twenties, it is easy for people to become suspicious if he accepts a disciple at such a young age.

In fact, he originally wanted Xiao Yue'er to call him brother, but considering that Xiao Yue'er had called him uncle for a while before, it was more comfortable to call him uncle.

After flying for dozens of miles, we passed through an ancient wolf forest. In front of us we saw majestic mountains, surging auspiciousness, green ancient pines, and many waterfalls and springs. It was truly a treasure land that commemorated the spiritual wisdom of heaven and earth.

The mountains are continuous and majestic, majestic and graceful. Coupled with the misty clouds and steaming auspiciousness, they naturally add a bit of mystery and mystery, as if an immortal has made a hut here.

This is a pure land that is not inferior to Penglai. Spiritual birds are flying, spirit beasts are running around, medicinal herbs are fragrant, and spring water is flowing. All the vegetation seems to be loved by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Even the ordinary vegetation is exceptionally green, like emerald. Carved.

Ye Tian looked down from the air, using his fiery eyes and golden pupils, and was even more surprised. At this moment, he saw countless wisps of dragon energy rising into the sky. It was like there were thousands of big dragons flying into the sky, even more so than in Penglai old land.

"This should be Yaochi. It's really extraordinary. It occupies a sacred land." Ye Tian exclaimed.

"Hmph, compared to my Fairy Ruins, this place is nothing." Jin Pengniao actually expressed disdain.

Ye Tian couldn't help but smile.

Ye Tian already knew about the so-called Immortal Ruins. It was a barbaric land that existed eons ago. It was said that the mountains there were taller than those of the Neiyin Sect.

The golden roc was still young when it was taken away. It only remembers that the world it lived in was filled with auspiciousness and fragrant herbs, but it was also full of dangers. There were many ferocious birds and beasts, and most of them were extremely powerful.

After flying for more than ten miles, a huge city appeared in front of Ye Tian and Xiao Yue'er.

The city was built in the center of the sacred land. It was very majestic and covered an extremely large area. It could accommodate millions of people. The city wall was like a long dragon lying in front of it.

Ye Tian knew that this was the holy city of Yaochi, connected with the ancestral land of Yaochi's sect.

This is the case for many sects in the inner and outer hidden sects. The city is connected to the sect. The city is under the jurisdiction of the sect and provides the sect with a variety of living materials, so that the sect's children can both enter and exit the world.

The holy city of Yaochi is one of the largest cities in Neiyinmen. It is home to millions of people and is extremely prosperous.

Now that the Immortal Ruins Domain Gate is about to open, monks from all over the world are gathering here, and the population of the Holy City of Yaochi has increased dramatically, making it even more lively. Even from a distance, Ye Tian could see the surging flow of people.

To the north of the Holy City, a tall spiritual mountain towers into the clouds. It is full of aura and lush trees. It is dotted with pavilions and buildings, with flying cranes, springs and waterfalls hanging down thousands of feet. The white statues of horses drop down thousands of feet. It is the Milky Way upside down, spectacular and magnificent.

These hills should be the ancestral land of Yaochi's sect, the place where disciples were recruited and taught.

Ye Tian planned to settle down in the Holy City first and look for opportunities, because it would be very abrupt and unwise to rush directly to the mountain gate of Yaochi.

After all, he is just a nobody now.

The Holy City of Yaochi and the ancestral land of the Yaochi Sect have air-forbidden formations and cannot fly.

Some sects' flying boats or warships are not even allowed to enter the Yaochi Holy City. They must stop outside the city and have special open spaces to avoid causing panic inside the city.

Yaochi is one of the four top forces of the Neiyin Sect, and no one dares to disobey this rule.

Even if they are as powerful as the Shushan Sword Sect, they still have to park the flying boats and warships outside the city. Ye Tian had already seen their warship and arrived one step ahead of him.

boom!

The golden roc landed directly outside the gate of the Holy City. Spiritual birds and beasts can be brought into the city, but they are not allowed to run wild or hurt people, otherwise they will be killed without mercy.

Many people have gathered here, mostly monks from all over.

Many auras are frighteningly powerful.

At this time, it was close to evening, and the west-slanting sunset dyed half of the sky red, shedding golden brilliance. The ancient city of Yaochi seemed to be inlaid with a layer of gold, with holy brilliance flowing, ethereal and peaceful, like a cloud-like palace. The city fell into the mortal world, giving people a strange dreamlike feeling. Especially when viewed from the air, this dreamy feeling is even greater.

Xiao Yue'er's eyes widened and her mouth opened into an O-shape. The shock was beyond words.

Yaochi is probably the oldest Taoist tradition passed down on earth. It has had an indissoluble bond with Kunlun since its inception. Until now, it has stayed in Kunlun and has not changed.

Most of the other sects migrated from other places and are not based in Kunlun.

Outside the majestic city gate, monks gathered in groups, wild beasts roared, and ferocious birds circled. Ye Tian's golden roc bird was nothing among them. There were dragons, wolves, black tigers, sacred deer,..., It's simply a big gathering of spiritual beasts.

Although there are similar scenes in the Waiyinmen, the level of the spiritual beasts is far from comparable.

The spirit beasts here are generally powerful, and can truly be called gods. They are everywhere, with as many innates as dogs, and there are even a very small number of condensed elixirs and golden elixirs.

When the golden roc bird fell from the sky, the hurricane it set off angered a wolf. He bared his teeth and tried to pounce, but was suppressed by Ye Tian's breath.

This gray wolf looked like a strange species at first glance. It was more than ten feet long from head to tail, and had the build of a dragon-scaled horse. Its four hooves were as thick as a sea bowl, and it was strong and powerful. There were two fangs at the corner of its mouth, and its eyes were glowing with green light.

"No manners, no rules. You can tell at a glance that he is from a small rural sect." Canglang's owner, a young and beautiful woman, said coldly, her eyes shining coldly.

I saw this woman with a petite figure and delicate facial features. She was wearing a goose-yellow tight-fitting monk's uniform, which outlined her perfect and moving curves. She was about twenty years old. She was quite pretty, and her whole body was shining with many treasures. Obviously worth a lot of money.

However, her eyes were very unfriendly, showing a hint of malice toward Ye Tian and Xiao Yue'er.

Ye Tian glanced at her and found that she was a young monk in the late stage of the divine realm. He didn't know where the sense of superiority came from.

"Brother Taoist, my sister is young and always outspoken. Don't take what she says to heart. We are from Longdu City in the Central Region. I wonder where my brother comes from?"

Next to the beautiful woman, a young man stood suddenly said to Ye Tian, ​​with an apologetic look and a sincere attitude.

This is a young strong man. His cultivation has reached the middle stage of Xiantian. He is slightly thinner than Ye Tian. He is quite handsome and has an elegant aura. He does not look like a cultivator, but more like a person who has read history books. Confucian scholars.