"They finally found that the Yuezhao Tianwheel was gone."

Fang Yu, who was heading towards the east with Han Miaoyi, suddenly smiled and said.

"What are they just discovering it now?" Han Miaoyi also came up curiously.

"I deliberately removed the crescent moon image, otherwise they would not be able to find it." Fang Yu replied, "But it seems that my memory disturbance of them is really successful, and they didn't even doubt me."

"Hahaha... That Yue Feichen must be pissed to death." Han Miaoyi laughed.

Fang Yu narrowed his eyes and stopped talking.

He asked Yue Feichen to discover that the Moon Zhao Tianhuang disappeared, hoping that Yue Feichen's behavior would gradually reveal the origin of the Moon Zhao Tianhuang.

Because there was still a mark left by Fang Yu in Yue Feichen's body.

Next, Yue Feichen's every move would be carried out under Fang Yu's sight.

"Wow, there is a big river in front of you!"

At this time, Han Miaoyi pointed forward.

At this time, they were in the sky.

But in front of them there was a flowing river, just above the sky, blocking them in front of them.

This river with silver light is called Xianyuan River on the map.

According to the signs on the map, this river surrounds the entire Xianyuan ancient city, and it exists like a moat.

The turbulent rivers on the top of the clouds are unique to the fairy world, and are indeed quite spectacular.

"After crossing this river, we will reach Xianyuan Ancient City." Fang Yu said, "What is the current strength of the force that pulls you?"

"It's getting stronger and stronger... I feel like we are closer to that place." Han Miaoyi replied.

"The direction has not changed?" Fang Yu asked.

"No." Han Miaoyi shook her head and said.

"It seems that the source of that power is within the ancient city of Xianyuan." Fang Yu said.

Next, the two quickly flew over the Xianyuan River ahead.

When passing through this river, you can clearly sense a pressure from the air pressure.

Looking forward, you can see an extremely huge city wall.

The city wall is so big that Fang Yu and Han Miaoyi feel like they are small as ants.

An ancient and heavy feeling rose in my heart.

“It seems like the entrance in front.”

Han Miaoyi pointed not far away.

There is an aerial corridor there, and a large number of monks can be seen entering and exiting.

If you look closely, you will find that there are two paths. The road on the right is the monks entering the ancient city, and the monks leaving the ancient city on the left are the monks leaving the ancient city.

When the monks who leave reach the end of the pavement, their bodies will disappear.

The monks entering the ancient city went forward all the way until they entered the extremely high and thick city wall.

“We’re here too.”

Fang Yu led Han Miaoyi to the end of the team and fell onto the airwalk ahead.

The pavement itself was filled with a faint blue light, and there was no special breath inside.

The pavement is very spacious, and there are at least thousands of monks queuing to enter the city, and there are still a steady stream of monks coming in behind.

To be honest, this is the first time Fang Yu has seen so many cultivators present after coming to the fairy world.

"Is this place so lively? There are so many monks." Han Miaoyi looked around and said enthusiastically.

Fang Yu was about to speak when an old monk lined up next to him turned his head.

His gaze swept quickly over Fang Yu and Han Miaoyi.

"Are you the first time you are here in the Ancient City of Xianyuan?" the old man asked.

"Yes." Fang Yu looked at the old man and replied, "We came from the Yuezhao clan area."

"Oh, in fact, not so many monks come here every day. The reason why it is lively recently... is because the Immortal Gate Conference is being held in the Ancient City of Xianyuan." The old man said.

"Immortal Gate Conference?" Fang Yu asked with a slightly moving eyes, "What kind of activity is the Immortal Gate Conference?"

Hearing this question, the old man looked surprised and said, "You don't even know this?"

"Yes, this is our first time traveling far away." Fang Yu replied.

"Yes, look at you so young..."

Fang Yu's hair has been disguised as black now, just because it is not too conspicuous.

But his worries are actually redundant.

There are so many monks present, with colorful hair, red, yellow, blue and other things. In his opinion, ordinary black hair is rare.

"The Immortal Sect Conference is actually a grand event for the major Immortal Sects to open to the outside world and recruit disciples." The old man replied, "For cultivators of ordinary origins, this is an opportunity to change their destiny. Most of the cultivators around here come for this matter."

"So that's it, then I understand." Fang Yu nodded and smiled, "I thought the Immortal Sect Conference was a competition among the Immortal Sects."

"You two may be able to try your luck after entering the city. Some immortal sects have little demands." The old man looked very talkative and smiled.

"Why do you want to attend this fairy sect conference when you come to the ancient city of Xianyuan?" Fang Yu asked.

"Haha... I want to go, but an old man like me who doesn't have much life span, there is no such opportunity." The old man said with a smile, "Although some immortal sects have very low requirements, it depends on talent and life span..."

"That's it." Fang Yu said.

"By the way, although most immortal sects are normal, it is inevitable that some people will enter the Immortal Sect Conference if they encounter such an Immortal Sect, and their requirements are very low, but their real purpose is not to accept you as disciples, but to have other intentions and even want to take your lives!" The old man thought for a while and said, "Every Immortal Sect Conference, some young monks will die in destruction, which is a pity..."
Chapter completed!