After several trekking, Zhang Xiaofeng finally saw the traces of the underworld again. However, the clothes he saw now made Zhang Xiaofeng sigh again. The clothes he saw now are no longer as monotonous as those of the underworld in that village, and are even more similar to those of ordinary clothes. Some people are dressed in a bit gorgeous manner. It seems that there must be a big city nearby.

Sure enough, after Zhang Xiaofeng climbed over a mountain, he could see a city not far away with his naked eyes. On the road outside the city, many people of all kinds were passing through it. Although everyone's face was still ashen, it was obviously a bit lively. Moreover, Zhang Xiaofeng actually saw a carriage that he had not seen for hundreds of thousands of years.

For the carriage, Zhang Xiaofeng can only find the memories of his childhood from his memory. He has to use carriages for his long journey in the mortal world. Of course, not everyone hires carriages. Only those with good families and high status can afford it. Ordinary ordinary people are amazing to have a carriage. When they remember their childhood in the past, Zhang Xiaofeng couldn't help but think of his father, Zhang Jinbao, who had long been buried in his memory.

"Is my father reincarnated in the world of the world or came to the underworld to be reborn as a person in the underworld?" Zhang Xiaofeng couldn't help but think in his heart. If his father came to the underworld, would he still remember him?

The reason for this guess is that he is not a mortal, knowing that the world is not just an interface, but a lot of it in the nine realms. After the mortals die, according to the cycle of reincarnation, some people will reincarnate in the underworld, and some people will indeed go down to the nine springs and come to the so-called life below. From this association, Zhang Xiaofeng then associates with more like trees and branches, such as historical dynasties, perhaps in this underworld. After all, fate is arranged by God, and some people can directly transition to the underworld to survive without practicing.

The universe is a combination of matter and its spirit. If the yang of Tai Chi is matter, then yin must be spirit. Now Zhang Xiaofeng can also witness the rules of this universe. People in the sun are living matter, and people in the underworld are the spirit of the soul. Of course, this is obviously a bit contradictory. After all, people in the sun also have spirits, and people in the underworld also have matters. Zhang Xiaofeng cannot analyze such profound problems for the time being, and he does not want to think too much. It is Zhang Xiaofeng's personality to do it casually.

With the pace of the crowd, Zhang Xiaofeng slowly came to the city. Looking up, Zhang Xiaofeng couldn't help but be stunned. He had not noticed before, but when he got under the city, he found that the name of the city was actually Jiao Huangcheng.

"Oh! It really happened to come to Jiaohuang City like this. It seems that it is destined to be destined!" Zhang Xiaofeng sighed, but he thought about it differently. Some things may not be thought of by ordinary people, but now Zhang Xiaofeng's strength in the world has reached the realm of a quasi-saint, and gradually began to get rid of the fate of fate. However, without becoming a saint, he still did not completely escape. Now that he came to the underworld, he met the old man for no reason, and the important information was still held in his arms at this moment. All this was a coincidence, but it was not ruled out whether he had been manipulated by some people.

Although he was a little unwilling, his strength was now higher than that of ordinary people in the underworld. To ensure his safety, Zhang Xiaofeng could only follow this route of fate.

And breaking the seal privately and understanding what is inside is enough to prove that Zhang Xiaofeng is already beginning to resist the fate that some people have personally added to him.

Zhang Xiaofeng sighed, shook his head, and tried hard to squeeze out a smile, and walked along the crowd to Jiaohuang City. As soon as he arrived at the city gate, Zhang Xiaofeng saw two huge warriors, holding a spear in his hand, standing on the left and right of the city gate. Curious about the distribution of the strength of the people in the underworld, Zhang Xiaofeng carefully swung out his soul power, wanting to see how strong these two warriors in armor were.

However, before the power of the soul had reached the two warriors, a hand fell on his shoulder and patted Zhang Xiaofeng on the shoulder.

"Um?"

With a vigilant attitude, Zhang Xiaofeng quickly retracted his soul power and turned his head to look at the visitor with great vigilance. He saw a handsome young man, with a very handsome face, and his facial features were as carved as if he was carved, carving his entire face so perfectly that he could not be more perfect. He was light gold, embroidered with a faint pattern, and a golden belt was tied around his waist. On the right side of the belt, there was a dark green jade pendant. He held a fan in his right hand, and there was an unknown landscape picture in the fan. It looked like a mortal thing. At this time, the young man sang it from time to time. However, his eyes did not look at Zhang Xiaofeng, but looked around.

When Zhang Xiaofeng turned his head to look at him, the young man still did not look at Zhang Xiaofeng in person, but said to himself casually: "Haha! Nowadays, there are still people who are not afraid of death to investigate the warriors. I wonder if this is going to lose their heads!"

"Uh...this?"

Zhang Xiaofeng obviously heard the other party's meaning, and at this time he was secretly fortunate that this guy stopped him in time, otherwise it would definitely cause a disaster. After surprise, Zhang Xiaofeng clasped his fists and said to the young master with great politeness: "Thank you brother for your reminder!"

"Why!"

The young master sighed slightly, and didn't know if he was responding to Zhang Xiaofeng, so he walked around and walked towards Jiao Huangcheng on his own.

"Crack! I'm so polite, you are so handsome!" Zhang Xiaofeng was obviously a little unhappy with this young man. Although he didn't know how strong the other party was, he was obviously arrogant and ignored others' personality. No one wanted to curse and relieve his boredom.

After despising the young master for several times, Zhang Xiaofeng also withdrew his mind and walked towards the city. It was strange that these two gatekeepers kept looking ahead with their eyes, and seemed to ignore the people passing by. Zhang Xiaofeng couldn't help but think in surprise: Since we don't look at it or investigate, why do we need two gatekeepers? Use it as decoration?

When Zhang Xiaofeng passed by the two samurai, he really felt that the two samurai were like two stone sculptures. Not only was they expressionless, but they also gave people the feeling of being cold like stones. It was just an extremely majestic aura that kept wandering between the two samurais. When Zhang Xiaofeng passed by, he clearly felt that he seemed to have been seen through, which was very unhappy.

Fortunately, Zhang Xiaofeng entered the city gate like this. When he passed by, Zhang Xiaofeng was really guilty, afraid that the other party would see something. After all, he was not a real person in the underworld, and after all, he became a monk halfway. If the other party did not allow him to enter, or if there was any disagreement, he really didn't know how to deal with it.

As soon as he entered the city gate, Zhang Xiaofeng felt as if he had put down a huge rock in his heart and suddenly felt relaxed. He had been paying attention to the two warriors guarding the city gate, and his attention was completely absorbed, but he forgot to look at the situation inside the city gate. Now, as soon as he came in, Zhang Xiaofeng was immediately surprised.

"Damn, is this still the underworld?" Zhang Xiaofeng said in surprise.

I saw that the city gate was completely a mortal scene. In the bustling city gate, there were countless stalls on both sides of the city road, and densely packed people were also wandering around the stalls and buying and selling with the stall owner. The buildings in the city were also extremely stylish. Zhang Xiaofeng clearly saw the historical architectural model. Of course, it was from which historical dynasty, and Zhang Xiaofeng was also difficult to distinguish.

When he first arrived in a foreign land, Zhang Xiaofeng was quite curious. In the past, he rarely went shopping, especially on the street stalls. Zhang Xiaofeng only watched and watched occasionally, but he would only look at things if he really bought something. As for how much it cost, Zhang Xiaofeng never considered it. He thought it would cost as much as it was. Of course, since he was a child, it was not that easy for others to fool Zhang Xiaofeng.

As the crowd moved around, Zhang Xiaofeng couldn't wait to arrive at the first small stall. After all, it was the first time he saw things from the underworld, and he was particularly curious about what the underworld sold. As soon as he arrived at the stall, Zhang Xiaofeng saw an unknown piece of cloth placed in front of the stall, and on the cloth, Zhang Xiaofeng recognized some things, such as cloth. However, except for cloth, most of the things were placed in small boxes. Zhang Xiaofeng really wanted to know what was in these different colors. But when he was about to pick up one, the stall owner who had been closing his eyes before said, "If you don't buy it, don't touch it!"

"Well……"

When Zhang Xiaofeng heard this, he immediately withdrew his hand. Then he turned his head and wanted to see other beach entrances. He found that all the stalls here had the same small boxes, but he could not see one of them inside.

"Damn, what kind of business is this? Can't you even see anything?" Zhang Xiaofeng said depressedly.

Since he couldn't see the things inside, Zhang Xiaofeng also felt bored and wanted to see how others bought and sold things. After walking a few steps forward, he saw a buyer reaching a deal with the seller. The buyer took out a stone with a light blue light from his arms and handed it to the stall owner. The boss sniffed the stone on his nose, then his eyes glowed, and he smiled and said, "Okay, this thing belongs to you!"

After saying that, the stall owner took out something like a branch, then hooked up the main thing he bought and handed it to the buyer. What disappointed Zhang Xiaofeng was that the buyer also sniffed towards the small box, then put it in his arms and left silently with satisfaction.
Chapter completed!