Cultivation Starts From the Journey Through Three Years

What secrets are hidden under this city!

Like a drizzle in the rainy season,

Everything in front of me is shrouded in mist, making people unclear, but with the feeling, I can still feel it vaguely!

"How is this going?"

Zhang Qingyuan frowned slightly.

Although I didn’t feel anything that could threaten my safety,

But this feeling is very uncomfortable!

and,

There seems to be something wrong with the little fire Zhang Qingyuan carries with him!

"Xiao Huo, are you okay, why have you been writhing a bit strange these past few days?"

Passing through the street, Zhang Qingyuan, like an ordinary passerby, walked into a restaurant next to him, found a seat by the window, and asked aloud with a small fire on his wrist.

at this time,

Xiao Er came over to add tea and asked what was needed.

Zhang Qingyuan ordered some wine and dishes, and at the same time tossed him a few finely crushed spirit stones that he had come to go shopping these days, and waved him to retreat.

Xiao Er got the tip, thanked again and again, and left with great gratitude.

"Boss, I don't know what's going on. In this fairy city, I always feel as if something is calling me."

Xiao Huo's face was bitter, and a voice came from his mind.

It is actually not good.

A few years ago in the Qingyang Monster Beast Mountain Range, it was slapped to the ground by the Great Elder Qianyun Mountain, and it almost never became a dead snake. The injuries it suffered have not been completely intact until today.

At that time, it decided to be a nasty snake in the future.

Especially when the strength of his boss has been raised to a terrifying level, he has been able to pinch himself to death with one finger.

The enemy facing this time, if even the boss can't help it, what can he do?

Forced to play,

Mostly the end of a dead snake!

Can't afford to provoke!

Not to stand up, not to cause trouble, has become its purpose before being promoted to the real sky demon.

However,

As the saying goes, there are always people who want to harm me.

Ever since I came to this Heavenly Immortal City, I don't know why, the Red Flame Tianlin Snake often feels a faint call deep in his blood.

The voice seemed to sound from deep in my mind.

It can't be shielded even if it wants to plug its ears.

Uncomfortable.

"Blood calling?"

Hearing Xiao Huo's explanation, Zhang Qingyuan frowned slightly.

Recalling the hazy feelings this Tianxian City gave him, he could vaguely guess something.

Maybe under this fairy city,

What is hidden!

"The little fire, can you sense where the call is from?"

Zhang Qingyuan thought about it, and suddenly an idea came up.

"Which direction?"

Xiao Huo was immersed in the depths of his mind, trying to follow the call in his heart to find the source.

But in the end,

It still shook his head.

"No, I feel like the whole city is calling me."

"The whole city..."

Zhang Qingyuan bowed his head in deep thought for a long time, tapping his fingers on the table unconsciously.

In the end, however, Zhang Qingyuan dispelled the idea of ​​pursuing the secret.

Tianxian City is too big,

As the most prosperous cultivation city in the North Mountain Region, there are no known how many cultivators in the cave realm have passed over the years. If the secrets hidden in it are really so easy to be discovered, how can they wait until now?

However, before the exchange meeting, continue to stroll around the Tianxian City, but you can observe a little.

Zhang Qingyuan was secretly authentic in his heart.

But he didn't have much hope for this.

Poured a glass of wine,

Zhang Qingyuan drank it leisurely.

Outside the window, there are noisy human voices.

There are shouts, shouts, cheers, and children's laughter...The air is full of the smell of wine, pancakes, and fried fruits.

Red dust is rolling in between the downtown areas.

Zhang Qingyuan’s figure is sitting by the window,

Seems to be integrated into this world,

It's like being isolated from this world alone.

Human heart and heaven heart,

unpredictable.

In the perception of Zhang Qingyuan's mind and spirit, the whole street, sentient beings, joy, anger, sorrow and joy turned into an endless tide, impacting and rolling, shaking the sky.

And his soul, in this red tide, is constantly receiving shocks,

Continuously receiving training,

Increasingly bright.

The turbulent waves in the inner world have no impact on the outside world.

From this to the end, Zhang Qingyuan's appearance looked unremarkable, and no one in the downtown area felt strange. Even if someone glanced over the location, they would instinctively ignore the past.

"The little old man has been telling stories about Tianjiao in Tianxian City these days, and you are a little tired of thinking about it, so let's talk about the legend of Tianxian City today..."

Downstairs in the inn,

An old man is leading his granddaughter to open a storytelling to a crowd of audiences.

Unlike other popular novels told by others, this old man is telling stories that have happened in Tianxian City, which has a very local characteristic regional culture.

The old man has rich experience in storytelling. After finishing some folk legends and stories, he tells them vividly, but they also attract a lot of passersby~www.readwn.com~ Zhang Qingyuan upstairs is also listening quietly.

Naturally, he wasn't attracted by the old man's story. The many mature online novels he had read in his previous life were both refreshing and good in storytelling.

What really made Zhang Qingyuan notice,

It is the ancient legend about Tianxian City that it mentioned.

The story of the old man is very ordinary. It is adapted from the story of ancient legends. The general content is that the Tianxian City was not called the Tianxian City tens of thousands of years ago, but the Tianxian City. The story of a hero rising up to lead the mankind to defeat the demon race here and change the sky demon city into a sky fairy city.

This myth and legend, as long as people living in Tianxian City know one or two things, but after being adapted and polished by the elder, it speaks with enthusiasm, like having experienced it personally.

Inside the restaurant, Zhang Qingyuan touched his chin with a thoughtful look on his face.

"Boss, do you also like this kind of story? Actually, I think the story of your boss is so mysterious, and writing a novel must be very popular with other people."

In Zhang Qingyuan's heart, Xiao Huo's voice suddenly sounded.

"Though myths and legends are mostly fabricated to spread fraud, there will always be some information that can be snooped out from them."

Zhang Qingyuan glanced at Xiaohuo calmly, and the look made the latter a little frightened.

Not waiting for the anxious Xiao Huo to say something to recover, he heard Zhang Qingyuan's unpredictable words.

"Boss wise!"

Xiao Huo immediately cheered loudly.

In order to make up for the wrong words, it is right to cheer vigorously at this time.

"I wonder what the boss heard?"

"Nothing at all."

Zhang Qingyuan's face was plain.

"..."