After the immortal blue divine marrow was put away, Yu Zecheng breathed a sigh of relief and fell into his Pangu world. Even if the Heavenly King could not take it away, he actually needed to re-evolve the world. It seemed that this thing was really an innate treasure.

Looking around, Feng Lingjing returned to the illusion again, but this illusion was very ordinary, that was the illusion between her and Yu Zecheng in the ancient city, and there was nothing special about it. But now the ancient mirage beast disappeared and Pangu was in seclusion. It was impossible to crack this illusion, so Yu Zecheng could only sigh.

However, there are two gains on the ground. One is the so-called Zhu Gouzi, which is about the size of a walnut. No matter how Yu Zecheng controls it, Zhu Gouzi has no reaction. There is no magic mark or entanglement of the unjust soul. If it weren't for the ancient mirage beast saying that it was Zhu Gouzi, Yu Zecheng would definitely regard it as an iron ball.

In addition to this, there are more than 30 crystal pearls on the ground, which are all the tears left by the ancient mirage beast. When these tears meet the weathered beads, Yu Zecheng picked up one casually and found that the bead is dazzling, as if it is a world inside, living in it, and staged countless grievances and revenge.

This is definitely a good thing. Yu Zecheng belonged to exactly thirty-six, not more than one, not more than one, and he put away all these beads.

There is nothing to be left to nostalgic for this cave. Without Zhu Gouzi's flying sword support, cracks have begun to appear in the cave. Yu Zecheng hugged Feng Lingjing's light pupa and walked out of the cave, returned to the ground, placed the light pupa among the light pupa, and then stayed here alone alone.

From then on, the ancient mirage beast never appeared again. The wind that sounded like crying never stopped. Feng Lianlian was even more magical. Yu Zecheng searched all over the ancient city, but he didn't find her. He was such a magical girl. In the end, Yu Zecheng sat alone under the light pupa waiting for the arrival of time.

It is useless to sit withered seats, but Yu Zecheng began to practice. Others are in an illusion, and he is awake alone. Everyone is drunk and I am awake alone. This is an indescribable loneliness.

However, as soon as Yu Zecheng enters the state of cultivation, everything will disappear. This kind of silent practice that does not know the years, does not know sorrow, and is vaguely Yu Zecheng's favorite. In the operation of true energy, with a slight increase, in the silent practice, in the darkness where no one applauds, he becomes stronger step by step, and realizes his ideal step by step.

Even being lonely is better than being despised.

Even if you are in silence, it is better than meeting the enemy's body, soul, and soul.

There is only one life. You must seize every day. The past will pass forever and there will never be a chance to make up for it. It is better to seize the present and work hard to control the future.

The remnants of ancient city, no day or night, eternal dusk.

The light pupa is hanging in the air, some people dream of life and death, and some people practice hard. The young man below is extremely firm, one with one sword, standing in the middle, like a puppet, not moving or sleeping, looking for my own way.

Finally, the seven-day appointment came, and two roars, Ye Han and Yizhu's light pupa were broken, and they came out with swords and flew into the air. They all looked happy, looked at each other, nodded to each other, and told each other that they had succeeded.

When the two of them landed, they heard one of them say:

"Congratulations to the two senior brothers, the great Dharma has been achieved, congratulations."

The speaker is Yu Zecheng. He stood there gentle and elegantly, like a stream flowing silently in the mountains, with a natural aura of a great man.

Ye Han nodded and said:

"Congratulations to junior brother, you seem to have had an adventure during this period."

Yizhu said:

"Okay, let's go. It's been seven days since we were delayed here. The ancestor will punish us."

Ye Han nodded and said:

"Wait, there's still one person short."

Then as soon as he cast the magic trick, a little light flew out. Ye Han rose up with his sword, flew towards a corner of the city with the light spots, and then brought back a girl, which was Feng Lianlian. Feng Lianlian was in a strange coma and had no blood and energy reaction at all, so Yu Zecheng did not find her.

Yu Zecheng's heart moved. That little light must be a spell to find someone. It seems that he and his people had been unknowingly tampered with Ye Han and the others, and it was impossible to leave.

Yizhu saw Yu Zecheng's thoughts and said:

"This is just a way to inquire and guide the way, and it is just a means of prevention. If you don't want to advance, you should first retreat. Be careful at all times."

Yu Zecheng said:

"But I see that you two are moving forward bravely, and there is no way out."

Yizhu Yixiao said:

"The victory and loss all happened before the battle. How do you know that there is no way out for me? My disciple of Xuanyuan Sword Sect will win every battle, and if you don't win, you will die. Therefore, you cannot easily talk about war. You must be treated with caution in every battle, and you must win the battle.

Sometimes avoiding and evacuating is not a manifestation of cowards. So I told you this because you are different from them. In the future, you will definitely build a foundation and become a disciple of my Xuanyuan Sword Sect. Along the way, you dare to do and be brave and resourceful. I can be sure of this.

Also, let me tell you that my spiritual roots are not important to my disciples. What is important is the heart. It may be difficult for you to build foundations and form elixirs in other schools. I dare not say that building foundations and form elixirs in my school. Building foundations is definitely not a problem."

Yu Zecheng smiled and did not answer. He knew that Yizhu was comforting him. If it was really like this, there was no use. Why did the ancestor Youxiong take out the secret book of the flying sword magic weapon and exchange them for their disciples? In fact, they only like Feng Lingjing, Cheng Lan, and Wang Shuyuan. They were just tied up and picked up this immortal fate. If only he was himself, 80% of the ancestor Youxiong would not exchange it even if he killed him.

At this time, Ye Han on the side smashed all the light pupas. He didn't know what spell he used to actually smash the never-breaking light pupa. All of them were lying on the ground. Ye Han roared:

"I'm on the road, and when will I wait until I wake up?"

This loud roar was like thunder strikes, and everyone suddenly woke up. Look at me, I look at you, the illusion is like a dream, now I am awake, I naturally forget the dream. They slowly come back to their senses after a long time.

Feng Lingjing and Lei Bingyun looked at Yu Zecheng at the first sight. When they looked at him, their faces turned red, and then they each pretended to be fine. After Wang Shuyuan got up, his first action was to touch his stomach and then relax his expression.

Yu Zecheng slowly walked to Feng Lingjing's side, and his spiritual sense transmitted his voice:

"It feels good?"

Feng Lingjing glanced at Yu Zecheng and said in a daze:

"I seemed to have a dream, both of us..."

The voice suddenly couldn't continue, her face turned red, and suddenly she found that there was an extra flying sword on her body, and she was shocked. It turned out that it was not a dream.

Yu Zecheng blinked at her, and Feng Lingjing immediately understood, his face turned red again, and he lowered his head. Yu Zecheng pulled her hand over, but Feng Lingjing did not stop him and accepted silently.

Lei Bingyun in the distance looked at the two of them, his face immediately turned pale, and then his eyes turned to one side, his expression became even colder and arrogant.

After everyone woke up, Yunzizhuang summoned the cloud car here. Everyone got on the car one by one. The cloud car flew up, and Ye Han frequently cast spells, and suddenly a bright avenue was driven in this dark world. The cloud car slowly flew out of the world of the ancient mirage beast along this avenue, and goodbye to this ancient city.

The wind that was like crying continued, Cheng Lan frowned and said:

"Why do I sound like someone is crying?"

Yu Zecheng replied:

"The sad person must have a sad place. Let her cry, goodbye."

Yu Zecheng took a last look at the ancient city and said goodbye to the ancient mirage beast. I hope you will no longer be sad and safe as soon as possible.

Everyone got into the car, and an insignificant change occurred. Yu Zecheng was in the middle of everyone, and Cheng Lan and others couldn't help but gather around him.

The cloud car moved forward, and the remaining distance was extremely simple. It crossed the last city of Yuanzhou, Shanyuan City, and flew thousands of miles away from the Gobi Desert, and finally arrived in Mingzhou.

When you enter the boundary of Mingzhou, you will be different from Yuanzhou. This is a prosperous world with caravans everywhere. The landscape is picturesque, the climate is pleasant, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and the image is full of vitality.

The cloud car is flying here, and there are no longer people in the air. Various speed vehicles, as well as people flying with swords and weapons, frequently encounter them. When they see the Xuanyuan Sword Sect logo on the cloud car, they immediately stop in the air, give up their positions from afar, and then continue to fly. This respect comes from the heart, not due to violent coercion. This is respect for the Xuanyuan Sword Sect logo on the cloud car.

The cloud car moved forward, and a large city appeared not far ahead. Around this city was a rice field. The rice field spreads thousands of miles, and countless people were working in the ground and planting rice seedlings. This was absolutely impossible to imagine in Gunzhou. It represents something, it represents endless food and amazing wealth.

This city is extremely huge, with a total of millions of people living here. Compared with this, the most prosperous city in Gunzhou suddenly became a countryside.

Before entering the city, I saw crowds of people on the other side of the city gate. From a high place, there were only vague black dots, as if they were on an old tree, watching ants and sentient beings.

The cloud car approached the city. Before it arrived, a cultivator came out to greet him, as if he was intimately speaking with Ye Han. Then, under the leadership of the cultivator, he flew into the city.

The city wall is about ten feet high, and various patterns are carved on the wall. Among them, the defense of the talisman array and the decorative patterns are integrated into one. This can be done with such great efforts on the city wall, which shows the prosperity of the royal family here.

After entering the city, under the guidance of the cultivators, the cloud car flew straight all the way without stopping. Yu Zecheng looked down from the car and saw that the streets were regular and countless pedestrians were on the road. They were dressed gorgeously, with rosy faces, and everyone was polite. As the saying goes, if the warehouse is full, you know the etiquette, which shows that the people here live and work in peace and contentment.

Soon the cloud car entered the inner palace of the city, and Ye Han said:

"Okay, I can say that I'm home. Put away the cloud car."

Yunzizhuang asked:

"We have only flew 90,000 miles and are still more than 30,000 miles away?"

Ye Han said:

"No need. Let's go through the teleportation array. Mingzhou is extremely wealthy. Although there are more than 20 immortal cultivation sects, they are all branches or vassals of our Xuanyuan Sword Sect. This is our sphere of influence.
Chapter completed!