I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 157 Yangcheng
Far away, Ding Xie directly released his middle-grade spirit boat.

It is said that the spirit boat is actually a tool that focuses on flying.

It looks like a small boat as a whole, with formations engraved all over the body, and spirit stones are used to drive it.

The speed is two points faster than that of the Foundation Establishment cultivator flying with the sword, and it is even better because it does not require mana.

Although Tu Shanjun didn't want to come out, Ding Xie had already poured mana into the soul banner and invited Tu Shanjun who lived in the banner.

"Brother Tu Shan, always staying in the soul banner is like a shackle, and it will make people irritable if the spirit is stretched for too long."

"You and I are equal, there is no need to be so."

"Besides, it's a long way to go to Yangcheng, and you and I will be our companions, so you won't be lonely on the road."

It's fine for Ding Xie to talk too much, but the inviter seems to have confirmed it.

Moreover, people can speak well and speak nicely. Not only do they not feel uncomfortable, but they feel like spring breeze.

Tu Shanjun didn't act pretentious anymore, if he had been hiding in the soul streamer, it would make people feel that he was narrow-minded.

Simply step out of the soul banner openly and appear in the spirit boat.

He wore a black robe to cover his body, and used mana to condense a mask and put it on his face.

The long tusks are folded in the mouth.

Wearing a hood, it hides its red hair and horns on top of its head.

"How long will it be?"

"It will take more than two months."

Hearing Ding Xie's answer, Tu Shanjun froze for a moment.

He thought it would take a long time, but he didn't expect it to be this long.

It takes two months for a foundation-building cultivator to fly through the clouds and fog. If it is a Qi-training cultivator, how long should he go?
"Actually, it's not too far away, but Xiaoling Prefecture is relatively closed, and there is no large-scale transportation."

"transportation?"

"That's right, it comes from the meaning of traffic in the fields."

Tu Shanjun didn't speak, some nouns would indeed cause ambiguity.

Sometimes Ding Xie would change the flying direction of the spirit boat.

Said to be a companion, in fact, Ding Xie spent most of his time practicing penance, and did not play with Tu Shanjun.

Tu Shanjun also meets the criteria of an ascetic monk, but he has to study more subjects.

Time flies.

The two traveled together in the same boat for two months.

The population on the ground gradually increased.

A piece of city, mortals are as densely packed as ants.

Even the monks flying through the clouds and fog met several of them.

Yu Jian flew, turned into a light and left quickly.

You don't even need the spiritual officer's eyes to distinguish carefully, you can see the monk with the aura walking on the ground.

I saw more monks in the past two days than I saw in the past ten years.

A light flashed in Tu Shanjun's eyes.

Xiaolingzhou is really too small, the outside world is wider and there are more monks.

In Xiaolingzhou, even Qi practitioners are legends. You can't see one in the city. When you go to the outside world, Qi practitioners become commonplace.

Tu Shanjun's eyes widened like Grandma Liu who had never seen the market before.

Fortunately, as a traveler, I was used to seeing the strange fantasy world on the Internet before, so I didn't show all the surprise on my face.

Overlapping mountains, surrounded by the breeze, the sea of ​​clouds churning.

In the endless sky is a monk flying with a sword, dragging a long tail.

At this time, Tu Shanjun suddenly realized that he had really left Xiaolingzhou.

Ding Xie, who woke up from penance, first applied a body cleansing technique to himself, using the kneading technique to get a handful of water to wash his face.

Seemingly seeing the surprise in Tu Shanjun's eyes, Ding Xie said, "Small wasteland, Jinzhou."

"Your Little Lingzhou belongs to Jinzhou."

"The entire Jinzhou contains about a dozen places similar to Xiaolingzhou. Some places are sects, and some places are families."

"But your place is really poor."

"The Blood Spirit Hall was fine when it was alive, but after the second-order spirit veins in Xiaolingzhou shattered and disappeared, no one went there anymore."

"There are two or three of the big cats and kittens left."

Ding Xie's narration was very flat, as if he had seen this kind of thing a lot.

Tu Shanjun feels that he is still a bumpkin.

When I was in Liangdu, I didn't know the world of practice. After finally building the foundation, I realized that the place where I lived was only as big as a pond.

Fortunately, he was quick to accept new things, and Tu Shanjun was already ready to leave Xiaoling State, so he didn't have much emotion.

After cleaning it, Ding Xie removed the formation on the spirit boat, letting the wind blow past his cheeks, with a little excitement in his eyes.

After leaving home for so long, he was finally able to go home.

Not returning home with wealth is like traveling at night in brocade clothes, what's more, going home this time is not just to show off, he is not so superficial.

"Let's go to Yangcheng first."

Ding Xie is a wonderful person, he seems to be grinning, but in fact he has a delicate mind.

Tu Shanjun didn't say anything about going to Yangcheng at all, but because he mentioned it twice, Ding Xie wrote it down.

In the vast sea of ​​clouds, the light flickers.

A few days later, the two finally arrived in Yangcheng.

The strange and dangerous mountains soared into the sky, and there was a big city in the valley of the mountains, which was built on the mountain peaks.

It is said that it is a depression, compared with other small peaks, it is also a high platform that looks up.

The dotted buildings can be seen among the clouds and mist.

There are monks flying among them.

On the main road spread out on the ground are caravans on their way.

In Tu Shanjun's view, this is like a huge beehive standing on the ground.

The city and the mountain are connected, there is me in you, and you in me.

The huge spirit-gathering circle slowly moved, and the monks gathered in it.

Ding Xie drove the spirit boat to the ground: "Since you want to enter the city, you can't fly at will. There is a large air-forbidden formation in Yangcheng. If you violate it, you will be taken down by the monks guarding."

"Of course, their cultivation base is not high, but no one dares to resist."

"There is a Jindan Daoist sitting in Yangcheng."

"It's still the terrifying late Jindan stage."

"The name is: Master Meteor Flame."

"No one wants to test the sharpness of Jindan Daoist's flying sword." Ding Xie's tone was envious.

Jindan real person, once you step in, you will increase your lifespan by 400 years.

Counting the 500 years of foundation establishment, it can live for [-] years.

Of course, this is the most extreme algorithm.

Generally speaking, people who practice Qi can live to over one hundred years old, and most of them can reach one hundred and twenty-three.

The increased lifespan of the Foundation Establishment monks is basically around one hundred and fifty-six.

Increased longevity varies from person to person.

But after living for six to seven hundred years, it's time to see all the vicissitudes of life.

As for Nascent Soul, Ding Xie didn't dare to think about it.

The Nascent Soul in the entire Xiaohuangyu is counted at one hand, and this kind of senior is already a legend.

"Not Nascent Soul?"

"Brother Tu Shan, the Nascent Soul is a fairy to us Foundation Establishment cultivators!"

"Wanfazong monitors the world, there are no immortals?"

"We are nothing but the Ten Thousand Laws of Xiaohuangyu."

Speaking of Wan Fazong, Ding Xie didn't give full play to his talkative character, he said very little, as if he couldn't say a lot of things.

"Let's go, Brother Tu Shan, let's go into the city."

Just as Tu Shanjun was about to return to the Soul Banner, Ding Xie waved his hand and said, "Go shopping?"

Tu Shanjun nodded slightly.

He also really wanted to visit the big city where the monks lived.

It's just that he used Ding Xie's mana to walk outside, so he had to ask for his permission anyway.

Ding Xie's ability to keep him in such a proper way has actually made Tu Shanjun lose face.

The large areas of low houses built on the back of the big city are scattered and disorderly, and many roads are occupied by these self-built small houses.

Originally, Yangcheng was already very big, but now it looks at least bloated for more than two laps.

Not only in front of the city, but also on the mountains in the distance, many small houses built by themselves can be seen.

There is no serious plan, just so crowded and piled up.

Damp and cramped.

The smoke and dust from cooking fires lingers.

And the people living in it are all Qi practitioners.

Men, women, young and old, everyone.

Tu Shanjun saw several groups of children picking up trash.

The excrement and urine polluted the surrounding roads and land, and the smell of stench wafted for several miles.

It is true that there are express regulations saying that monks cannot interfere with the mundane world, but it is still no problem to return to the mundane world to enjoy the blessings.

Why don't they go?

To put it bluntly, I still don't want to give up.

Yangcheng is full of spiritual energy, and there are real people in the late stage of Jindan sitting in the town, so it is safe and easy to practice.

It is these shanty houses built outside, which possess aura that is several times or even ten times that of the secular world, and their cultivation speed far exceeds that of the secular world.

While saving time, you can also use the remaining time to earn spirit stones and build a family business.

They can't walk, as soon as the front foot walks, someone will take their place on the back foot.

Tu Shanjun had a complicated expression.

This immortal cultivator is not free and easy at all, nor is he as beautiful as imagined.

Seeing such a scene, he couldn't help but clenched his palms tightly.

Is Engong's family okay?
Without the support of the family, one can imagine the ending.

Tu Shanjun felt a little more worried and apprehensive, as well as imperceptible impatience.

……

"Who is the name, why did you enter the city? How long do you want to stay?"

"To enter the city, you need to pay three low-grade spirit stones."

"This certificate can be guaranteed for one month, and after one month, you need to pay for the spirit stone again."

"If you pay on an annual basis, you will get 30 spirit stones a year, and 290 spirit stones in ten years."

There are two gatekeepers at the city gate, and one of them is writing at his desk as an old man at the ninth level of Qi training.

Register one by one, and then distribute tokens of different styles.

Ding Xie and Tu Shanjun didn't need to line up at all, and the monks in front of them hurried out of the way when they realized that it was the Great Foundation Establishment monk.

The Great Foundation Establishment Cultivator is already the mainstay of Xiaohuangyu.

Qi practitioners dare not offend, nor can they afford to offend.

"Seniors, this is your token, please keep it."

The gatekeeper hurriedly put on a smile, and carefully and respectfully handed the jade token to Ding Xie.

When the two left, Tu Shanjun asked, "Foundation cultivators don't need to enter the city?"

"Yangcheng is eager for the foundation-building monks to settle here, so how can it be possible to collect city fees?"

"Compared to the generation after generation of Qi practitioners, Foundation Establishment cultivators are already dragons and phoenixes among the people."

Although there is some suspicion of boasting, it is the truth.

The Heavenly Spiritual Root is not [-]% sure about building the foundation, a slight change in the Dao heart, or damage to the original source, or problems such as the sea of ​​energy in the exercises, etc., will affect the foundation building.

Foundation Establishment cultivator, it is true to say that he is a dragon and a phoenix among people.

Originally, I thought that everyone was treated equally, but it turned out that high cultivation also has its benefits, and cultivation itself is a special resource.

Qi practitioners pay money not only for this third-level upper-grade spiritual vein in the underground, but also because they are under the protection of Daoist Yuyan after paying the money.

For three spirit stones, you can sell your own things in the city, or do some work to earn money.

Just doing nothing, using three spirit stones to practice in the city for a month is enough.

If you can't pay the fee to enter the city, you can hunt monsters and ghosts, dig mines, collect herbs, gather enough spirit stones, and then enter the city.

(End of this chapter)