Chapter 282: City of Ten Thousand Sects

"Brother Xiao, what are you..."

"Silence!"

After interrupting Ding Kaishan's words, Xiao Mian's whole body tensed up and his mind became highly concentrated, carefully analyzing his situation and his escape plan.

In fact, this is not the first time that Xiao Mian has dealt with a powerful Jindan person. From far away, there is Duan Tianwei, the Jindan garrison in Lingchuanfang City, and nearby, the Shadow Attendant of Yuanyan ancestor who intended to assassinate him that night, and even Xiao Mian's own master, Leng Ningyu, is an out-and-out golden elixir expert. Therefore, Xiao Mian is no stranger to the aura of a golden elixir expert. But familiarity is familiar. Once the overwhelming power of the golden elixir master comes over, even Xiao Mian can only wait for the killing, close his eyes and wait for death.

Xiao Mian turned sideways slightly, his eyes fixed on a piece of ground three feet away in front of him.

Increasingly intense spiritual energy fluctuations were rising from under the ground, and Xiao Mian felt more and more pressure. Xiao Mian became more and more certain that there must be a golden elixir powerhouse or someone with combat power equivalent to the golden elixir powerhouse lurking under the ground. of powerful existence.

Could it be that the Bai family finally planned to break out and use the golden elixir powerhouse to deal with themselves and Ding Kaishan, the two foundation-building monks?

Just when Xiao Mian was shocked, frightened, and puzzled, Ding Kaishan also discovered the strangeness on the ground.

"Huh?" After the shock, Ding Kaishan suddenly thought deeply, and then asked tentatively: "May I ask if you are Uncle Yan, the Earth Dragon?"

Xiao Mian was stunned when he heard this. Could it be that Ding Kaishan actually knew him?

With a "wave" sound, a crack appeared on the ground that was originally flat as a mirror, and the ground three feet behind was instantly covered with criss-crossing cracks. The next moment, Xiao Mian and Ding Kaishan were waiting in full formation. Broken clods of soil were flying everywhere. Along with the splashing clods of soil, a figure flew out from the ground and stood still in the air.

Looking closely, Xiao Mian realized that it was a dwarf no more than three feet tall!

However, at this time, Xiao Mian did not dare to show any sign of neglect, because the short dwarf who flew up from the ground was surging with powerful spiritual energy fluctuations that were not inferior to Leng Ningyu. Obviously, this uninvited guest was exactly the same person. A strong man of golden elixir!

"Sure enough, it's Master Yan! The junior farmer Ding Kaishan has met Master Uncle!" It is obviously the first time that Ding Kaishan has seen the Master Yan he mentioned, but presumably he has heard of the dwarf golden elixir in front of him, and the other party's physical appearance It's special, that's why it's so certain. Hearing Ding Kaishan's words, Xiao Mian was naturally relieved to be called "Uncle Master" by Ding Kaishan. Unexpectedly, the Jindan monk was also a member of the peasant family, so he immediately greeted him. The golden elixir monk in the air looked at the two of them, and then asked Ding Kaishan: "Are you Ding Kaishan? Humph! If I had known you were so lucky, I wouldn't have bothered to take this job! Now that you have entered Wan Zongyuan, take care of yourself!”

After saying this, before Xiao Mian and the two could react, the Jindan monk jumped into the ground and disappeared, leaving only Xiao Mian and the two looking at each other.

"Brother Ding, this...is this senior really the Uncle Yan you call him?"

"This..., I guess so! Master Uncle Yan's full name is Yan Yan, and his nickname is Earth Dragon. He is a high-level Jindan cultivator, and his skills are superb. Even ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators may not be able to stop him. I Although I have never seen him in person, he has a unique appearance and is unmistakable. Moreover, from what Master Yan said just now, it seems that he left Wan Zongyuan specifically to pick you and me up, but why did he see us two? It’s really strange that people would retreat in such a hurry..."

When he said this, even Ding Kaishan himself found it incredible.

Xiao Mian didn't think much about it. As long as the person who came was not a Jindan monk from the Bai family, it would be good luck. As for Yan Yan who came and left, Xiao Mian didn't bother to care. Of course, he couldn't control it even if he wanted to. Despite Yan Yan's unimpressive appearance, he was a genuine high-level Jindan cultivator. Even ten Xiao Mian could not defeat him alone!

After this false alarm, the two decided to rush to the original main city of Wan Zong in one go. Although Ding Kaishan had said it before, if the Bai family really sacrificed their old faces and sent out the Golden Core monks to deal with them, there would be no reason to explain.

At that moment, the two of them found their direction and sped away.

Thousands of miles away, it only takes three days and nights at the speed of Xiao Mian and Ding Kaishan.

Early that morning, Xiao Mian looked at the huge city on the distant horizon that could no longer be described as majestic, and could not speak for a long time.

Under the illumination of the morning sun, a long strip like a golden ribbon stretches across the horizon from north to south. At a glance, it is impossible to see the edges of the north and south. Above the golden ribbon, there are three towering peaks like sword blades floating on the horizon. Standing in the sky; above the three peaks, there is a splendid palace looming, occupying the dominance of this world.

Not to mention Xiao Mian who saw this scene for the first time, even Ding Kaishan who had come from Wan Zongyuan was excited when he saw the huge city under the morning sun.

The source of all sects, the city of all sects!

That is the main city of Wan Zongyuan, and that is the holy land in the hearts of casual cultivators in Nanyue Prefecture.

Looking from a distance, the two of them walked towards the huge city in front of them almost unanimously.

It's just that as the old saying goes, it's hard to beat the mountain. Although the huge city seems to be right in front of you, when you really move forward, it's quite out of reach. Although Xiao Mian and Ding Kaishan did not escape with all their strength, their speed was not slow. Even so, they fled for more than an hour before they arrived at the gate of this giant city.

It was during this hour that Xiao Mian realized the majesty of the giant city more and more deeply. When the two of them stood under the gate of the giant city, they looked up. The city wall, which was originally like a ribbon, had to be looked up to see. The high edge, a rough estimate, the city wall is probably not more than a hundred feet high. If placed in the secular world, it would be no more than an ordinary hill, but here, it is only the height of the city wall. The entire city wall is made up of huge yellow adobe bricks. It winds and stretches to the north and south, as if it is a golden wall that separates the two sides of the earth.

Besides, the city gate is thirty feet high, ten feet wide, and one foot thick. It looks like it is made of gold. Three big characters are engraved on the top of the city gate - Chaoyang Gate!

"This is Chaoyang Gate, one of the three eastern gates among the thirteen gates in the main city."

Seeing that Xiao Mian didn't ask questions, but looked attentively, Ding Kaishan led Xiao Mian into the city and started to explain.

Through Ding Kaishan's explanation, Xiao Mian had a rough understanding of the holy land in the minds of casual cultivators, but it also made Xiao Mian even more shocked and inexplicable.

The main city of Wan Zongyuan is called "Wan Zong City", with a radius of nearly a thousand miles and an area of ​​millions of hectares. The city is divided into nine areas according to the nine-square grid, which are controlled by nine major schools. In each area, there are several There are thousands of sects of different sizes; the city wall is hundreds of feet high and thousands of miles around; there are twelve gates in total, three in each direction, each with a main gate and two auxiliary gates; the main gate is usually closed, but only It is only opened on the first and fifteenth day of every month to welcome pilgrims from all over the world. The eight auxiliary gates are commonly used on weekdays. The Chaoyang Gate that the two of them walked through is one of the two auxiliary gates in the east.

After delivering one hundred low-grade spiritual stones to each of them, the two were able to enter Wan Zong City.

"Why does Brother Ding have to pay the city fee when he comes back?" Xiao Mian was curious when he saw that Ding Kaishan also paid a hundred low-grade spiritual stones. Ding Kaishan smiled and said nothing, and then passed the city gate. He asked back, "Brother Xiao, do you think it's expensive to enter the city?"

"To be fair: a hundred low-grade spiritual stones are not expensive!"

"It's certainly not expensive for you and me, but it's not cheap for those casual cultivators who don't have much financial resources. Besides, Brother Xiao probably doesn't know how many people come and go in Wan Zong City every day, right? I won't scare you if I tell you. Nearly ten thousand monks!”

"What!? Isn't that just one million low-grade spiritual stones?"

Although he had been mentally prepared for a long time, Xiao Mian was still shocked when he heard Ding Kaishan's words: earning one million low-grade spiritual stones in one day, this is robbery!

"Fortunately, there is a fee to enter the city, and it is free to leave the city. But even so, the entry fee alone is enough for the three sects and nine schools to make a lot of money! It only hurts the lowest-level casual cultivators, especially those who are engaged in collection and support. Type monks often need to go out of the city to collect the required raw materials, so they must think carefully every time they enter or leave Wanzong City! "

When he said this, Ding Kaishan looked disapproving. Obviously, although he was a member of the Nongjia stream, one of the nine streams, he was not satisfied with the current situation in Wan Zongcheng.

"Isn't this city of ten thousand sects the best city in the world?" Xiao Mian just sighed and stopped worrying about the so-called city entry fee. It was just Xiao Mian's thoughtful words that caused a stir. Before Ding Kaishan could reply, a soft voice came from a shadow beside the city gate: "Tsk! Ignorant! How dare Wan Zongcheng call himself No. 1 in the world? To say it is No. 3 in the world is to praise it!”

As soon as he said this, Xiao Mian's expression changed slightly, and even Ding Kaishan couldn't help but stop and stared at the shadow with an unkind expression...