Gou asks for longevity in another world

And this city is called Zhenhuangcheng, also known as Zhenbeihuangcheng!

It was when the ancestor of the Wang family, Zifeng Lingjun, was still in this world, he spent a lot of effort and energy to establish it in the northern wilderness.

It has been quite a few years now.

Whether it is the Northern Wasteland or the Five Elements Mountains in the Hengduan Mountains, strictly speaking, they are all areas and areas under the rule of the Wang family.

Whether it is in fact or in some name.

This is also something that many people in the three realms recognize.

For example, the Southern Territory belongs to the area ruled by Shengxian Sect, one of the three sects. The Central Territory, the most elite among the three sects, has two sects, namely Wenwen and Qingluan!

Each sect has its own radiation and area of ​​jurisdiction.

The only exception among the three domains may be the upper domain.

In this domain, fish and dragons are mixed together, and it is also the most chaotic place among the three domains. Not only the major forces in this domain, but also outside the domain, other domains, and even many casual cultivators and so on!

All these make the situation in the upper domain very complicated.

. . .

Different from the Five Elements Mountains behind, Zhenbei Huangcheng may look equally lively, but in this liveliness, even the air seems to be filled with an endless blood.

Just looking at it can give people a very different feeling.

From time to time, groups of monks were mobilized from the rear, and then spread to the entire front line through Zhenbei City.

And in the sky above Zhenbei City, as long as you look up, you can see the spiritual ships and monks flying in and out one by one.

The feeling in this city is full of tension and order, even depression!

The city also seemed to be very heavily guarded. From time to time, groups of immortal cultivators could be seen patrolling the city.

In the dark, there are also many.

And most places in the city are completely off limits.

Those who disobey will be arrested as spies sent by the barbarians. In serious cases, they may even be killed on the spot.

The entire Zhenbei Huangcheng is like a large monk military camp!

It is full of a style that is different from ordinary fairy cities.

It's like being born entirely for war!

And in fact, it is indeed the case.

The Wang family put a lot of effort into establishing this city, and it was even entirely driven by the Wang family. Most of the resources invested in it were all provided by the Wang family themselves.

You must know that this city not only has a long-distance teleportation array, but also a protective array that can even have an effect on the transformation of gods.

It is also necessary to invite the old monster who is proficient in this method in his domain to be able to lay it out.

This adds up to a lot of resources that need to be poured in!

If you are lucky, you might be able to cultivate a god-turned-old monster.

The Wang family is just a family that is only a few thousand years old, or even less than 10,000 years old. In terms of background, among the three regions, it may be much stronger than the Shengxian Sect in the Southern Region. Up some.

But it is far inferior to Taoist Sect and Qingluan Sect!

In such a city, even these two sects would not feel distressed.

It can be seen how many resources the Wang family poured into this city.

But if this city can survive the invasion of the ancient barbarians and the war between the two races, the resources invested by the Wang family will be very worthwhile!

Maybe the Five Elements Mountain behind Beihuang will gradually turn into an "inner domain"? !

It is no longer a border crossing.

The two ancestors of the Wang family are quite courageous.

No wonder Wang Chen keeps an eye on the battle on the front lines all day long, and often even takes charge of the arrangements and micro-management himself!

In fact, this is very important to the Wang family!

It cannot be said that he cannot afford to lose at all, but this loss will probably make even the transformed spirit feel heartbroken.

. .

When he stayed in this city, he looked like an ordinary foundation-building monk. His identity, appearance, and realm were all ordinary.

Overall just average.

It's the kind of thing you throw into the crowd, turn around, and no one will remember you!

The so-called big hermit is hidden in the city, and the small hermit is hidden in the wild.

He chose to hide in this city, and the level of foundation building was nothing in this city.

The only difference may be that he obtained an identity certificate through his "relationship" with a monk in a certain Taoist sect.

Unlike most monks, he will not be drafted.

In this frontline in the Northern Wilderness, most monks cannot escape the recruitment of the Three Domains Monk Alliance!

Not even many monks in the next three realms could escape.

It is said to be the Three Domains Monk Alliance, but in fact, it is a thing formed by the three sects and one sect in the Three Domains, these personalized god forces.

And when these personalized gods and old monsters make a decision, this will be the will of the entire upper and lower three realms of immortality. In the entire three realms, no monks or forces will be able to stop or resist!

As a monk within the three sects and one sect, you can still have such a little power.

And the relationship he entered seemed like he was just an ordinary golden elixir disciple of the inner sect of Tongdao Sect!

In this huge front line, it is not very eye-catching.

In this way, he disappeared into the deserted city of Zhenbei.

The one located in the Five Elements Mountain is just an incarnation of him. Ordinary monks may not be able to see it, but Wang Chen can definitely see it.

But I won’t ask any more questions.

There is no upper-lower relationship between these personalized gods in the three domains. At most, they will only temporarily unite when facing barbarians.

There are no caves for sale in the deserted city in the north of the town.

In this city he rented a small house.

There are only a few rooms in the entire building, and there is not even a hundred meters between them.

And the spiritual energy is quite thin!

He was used to moving dozens or even hundreds of miles into the cave, and he instinctively felt that he was not used to it, or in other words, he was not used to it.

Fortunately, he carries the cave with him everywhere he goes.

It is not necessary to stay here completely to practice.

Of course, with such a thin spiritual energy in Beihuang City, it was impossible for him to practice.

The only good thing may be that this house is in a good location in the city. There are many shops opened by monks in the city on both sides of the surrounding area. There are also many monks setting up stalls not far away.

It can be regarded as a trading avenue in the deserted city in the north of the town.

And he also took a fancy to this place, so he planned to hide here.

Do not know why.

He inexplicably remembered the time when he was in the ordinary city of Yuzhou.

Inexplicably so similar? !

However, this body will never be the same again.

In the north of the town.

He looked like he was only in his twenties at the moment, but when he raised his head, his eyes gave people an inexplicable sense of the vicissitudes of time.

Although, this feeling is only fleeting. No one noticed at all.     . .

During the time when the war between the two clans resumed, in the deserted city in the north of the town, more bookstores were quietly opened.

Its name is a bookstore.

In the bookstore, there are neither magical skills nor secret techniques for sale, nor spells, secret techniques, etc., only some Taoist scriptures, scriptures, autobiographies, travel notes, and even secular books!

Against this background, it seems quite unusual.

At this time of war between the two races, who would be a serious person to buy books and study on horseback? !

It’s not all about strengthening one’s own strength as much as possible.

Trying to survive in such a "chaotic world" of disputes?

Therefore, although the opening hours of a bookstore are not normal, the business in this northern desert city is not good, and it is even quite deserted.

We are clearly on the bustling city street.

But it’s not always possible to receive many guests in a day.

Gu Changsheng himself was happy to have some leisure time.

I often go to the store with books and a recliner in my hand, and I can spend a whole day there, or I can copy some books one by one with my own hands.

He doesn't care how many books he sells.

Just enjoying this leisurely process, or recalling my past many years ago.

Maybe some of the neighbors around him would be curious about him at first, but gradually they would get used to it.

Sometimes he would go out for a walk.

Especially the monk's stall area in the city not far away is a place he often goes to. He doesn't expect to pick up any more big leaks, he just walks around and takes a look! !

Sometimes, he would even set up a stall here.

The things that were taken out were not that rare, most of them were very ordinary, no more than one or two spiritual objects at most.

It actually fits his current identity very well!

. .

In the blink of an eye, more than half a year has passed in this city.

Gu Changsheng seemed to have almost completely integrated into the city.

At least, at first glance, there is not much difference.

Ordinary, unremarkable!

People can't tell at all that this is the old monster who is famous in the three realms, the first cultivator in the three realms!

In the eyes of most outsiders, this may be just an ordinary casual cultivator in the foundation building period, and it is not worthy of much attention.

"Alas, I heard that Fellow Daoist Liu died in the red sand castle on the front line. The news has just come back."

"What, Fellow Daoist Liu has also died?! Fellow Daoist Liu is a monk in the late stage of foundation establishment. He is not yet a hundred years old. Even if he is a golden elixir, it is not impossible. Moreover, during this trip, I heard that there is a golden elixir monk leading the team! , also died in the front line of the red sand castle?!"

"Oh, let alone the later stage of foundation building, what does even the golden elixir count in Zhenbei City and the entire Northern Wilderness? Hearing that the entire Red Sand Castle has fallen into the hands of the barbarians, most of the monks have no idea. There is no chance of escaping, even the real Jin Dan who is sitting in it is very likely..."

When this person started talking about this, he seemed to be keenly aware of the arrival of someone behind him. He quickly stopped talking and turned around to look. Sure enough, there was indeed a figure.

His eyes lit up, he breathed a sigh of relief, cupped his hands and said, "Fellow Daoist Jiang!"

"Fellow Daoist Huang, Friend Daoist Wang." Gu Changsheng returned the greeting politely.

It wasn't that he wanted to listen to the conversation between these two people, but he happened to be passing by and it was difficult not to hear them, and these two people happened to be one of his neighbors.

"Does Fellow Daoist Jiang know that Fellow Daoist Liu died on the front line?!"

Fellow Daoist Huang asked him again.

Gu Changsheng nodded and nodded.

"Alas! I am really jealous of talented people." Huang Daoyou looked at him and nodded with emotion. Without waiting for his answer, he added:

"Fellow Daoist Liu is considered to be an amazing and talented person among us. If he hadn't died on the front line, it would have been possible to even connect Dan. Unfortunately, he died overnight and his Tao became empty, leaving only a pair of orphans at home. Mother, I don’t know either…”

At this point, Gu Changsheng didn't see any reaction, which made him feel quite embarrassed. Then, he took out one or two invitations.

"This is?"

Gu Changsheng and another fellow Taoist surnamed Wang accepted the invitation with a little doubt on their faces.

"Ahem..." Daoyou Huang cleared his throat and said concisely: "Invitation. Fellow Daoist Liu has died on the front line, leaving orphans and widowers alone in this city, helpless. I was entrusted by Fellow Daoist Liu to Take good care of his widow..."

So, is this how you take care of Taima? !

Gu Changsheng and another fellow Daoist Wang looked at the red invitation in their hands, with a hint of surprise and even disbelief in their eyes.

If I didn’t know that Liu Daoyouquanxia knew something, he would be so angry that he would crawl out!

The corners of Gu Changsheng's mouth twitched.

But I still put this invitation into my sleeve.

The three of them continued to chat for a few more words on the avenue before they dispersed.

After returning to a bookstore, Gu Changsheng opened the door of the store and let the sunlight shine into his store.

Then he moved a deck chair in the store and faced the sun.

He casually took out a rather quaint book from his sleeve, held it in his hand and read it with relish.

And this book actually does not come from this world.

It was written in the Canghai Relics Cave!

It is not something like a magical secret book for warriors to practice. It is just the understanding of some mortals in the cave world about the great road.

But I have to say, there is indeed something.

But not much!

Not long after the store opened, the sunlight shining through the door dimmed slightly, and someone came to the door. Gu Changsheng did not get up.

And this person said hello to him, walked to the bookshelf at the back, and picked up a book from the rows of bookshelves.

Just by listening to this voice, Gu Changsheng could tell which book he had picked up without looking back.

The Legend of Yanhuo!

Among them, it records the life of a cultivator in the golden elixir realm seeking the Tao.

The person who is reading the book is considered to be the most loyal customer of his bookstore since it opened. Of course, he has never bought anything.

It should be just a mortal.

A book that is not thick can take many days to finish.

With the sound of two people flipping through books.

The bookstore fell into silence again.

It wasn't until the sun was about to set and the sky was rising at dusk that this person finally reluctantly put the biography of Yanhuo Zhenren back on the bookshelf.

He greeted Gu Changsheng a few times very politely, but he didn't see Gu Changsheng respond.

And his attitude was still respectful, and he slowly walked towards the door of the bookstore, just as he had half of his feet out of the store.

Suddenly he turned around and asked: "Senior, without spiritual roots, is it true that you can't cultivate immortality?"

Half of his body was shrouded in the dusk falling from the sky.

His face was a little hazy.

Gu Changsheng raised his head slightly, remained silent for a moment, and shook his head.

"Spiritual root is destiny."

(End of this chapter)