In fact, according to a rough estimate with the naked eye, the area of that ancient city should be no less than the entire urban area of Huahai City.
But for some reason, that huge ancient city was shrouded in dark clouds that looked like a demonic world, and never showed signs of dissipating. Looking from a distance, it was filled with a primitive, wild and dark atmosphere, which was surprising.
A little scared again.
"According to historical records, in the era when cultivation was prevalent, Black Dragon City was also an important city in the spiritual realm, with numerous sects and prosperous sects. However, later, the entire cultivation world underwent drastic changes, and those members of the sects and sects gradually disappeared and disappeared without a trace.
The vast city turned into a deserted land. It wasn’t until a powerful person discovered this place more than a thousand years ago that people began to live in the city one after another, until it evolved into the current situation today!”
Jiang Tingting said with some emotion that although the former sects and sects have mysteriously disappeared, every time they enter the Black Dragon City, they can still feel the splendor of the era of cultivation. The years have decayed everything, which is sad.
After the Age of Ending Dharma came, this ancient city built in the cultivation civilization was, for some unknown reason, permanently shrouded in thick dark clouds, like an eternal dark place.
Jiang Tingting reminded that although the entire Black Dragon City was relatively stable, some weird things would occasionally happen.
Some are done deliberately by monks with ulterior motives, and some are so strange and unpredictable that the source cannot be found, and they are full of unknown flavor.
So after entering the city, she asked everyone not to run around, especially reminding Yang Di to greet the girls around him.
"Yeah." Yang Di naturally didn't dare to be careless. From a macro perspective, this Cangyun world is also a relic of the cultivation civilization.
For monks in this world, this kind of place is full of too many unknowns and dangers. Even the most powerful people in this world would not dare to wander around.
"Why don't we just fly there?" Li Xuanya asked with a smile, his eyes widened.
"There is an inexplicable flow of energy around this ancient city, and the Noble Phantasm cannot rise into the air." Jiang Tingting explained with a smile.
"It's amazing." Ning Yunzhu smacked her lips and said.
The group of people started walking and hurried towards the distance.
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Almost two hours later, everyone finally entered the ancient city.
The mottled bluestone streets are engraved with the vicissitudes of time. The surrounding buildings are all in ancient style. Although many have decayed, they are still very grand.
"It's much grander than the Chang'an City depicted in the movie." Ning Mo commented in amazement. There are many wonderfully crafted buildings in this huge ancient city. They must have been the legendary residences of those sects and ancient families.
This is much more mysterious than the ancient human cities described by ancient historians. The world of cultivation in the past was indeed fascinating.
"Today, Black Dragon City's better-preserved temples, manors, and pavilions have all been carved up by various forces in the monastic world. Of course, there are also indigenous residents who have been here for a long time and have very little contact with the outside world." Jiang Tingting introduced with a smile.
The streets are not desolate. There are people in all kinds of strange clothes coming and going in a hurry. There are even markets and shops open for business.
The things for sale are full of ancient atmosphere, mostly daily necessities and food. There are even stalls set up, as if they are selling various magical instruments.
In short, if you are used to the atmosphere of today's bustling metropolis, suddenly coming to such an isolated place will make people feel like they have experienced the reincarnation of time.
There are still three days until the trading event. Yang Di and the others came here in advance, and now you can see many dusty figures on the surrounding streets. They must have come to participate in the December trading event.
"There are indeed many more people than usual." Qingzhong Taoist sighed. The most special Taoist competition in history is about to begin. Many secluded figures and secluded groups are making their appearance. The monastic world is more lively than ever.
Compared to the outside world, which has gradually drifted away from the civilization of cultivation, in this place, monks from all walks of life obviously come and go more frequently, and they are all preparing for the Dao Fighting Conference.
Under the leadership of Jiang Tingting, everyone entered a posthouse in the city that night.
Yes, it is indeed a post house. There are no luxury hotels or guesthouses here. There are only residences simply developed by some monks and indigenous residents using ancient buildings. They are very similar to the kind of post houses in ancient times.
The crazy girls and the others were very excited about this primitive and rich material enjoyment. They felt like they had traveled through a thousand years and were like the ancients.
Although there are some daily necessities brought in by outside monks, the industrial atmosphere is very shallow, with no cars or electric lights.
"Miss, you're here!" A white-haired shopkeeper came out to greet him. He was wearing a simple green canvas shirt and was invited to the crew to act in a costume drama without makeup.
Of course, most of the people here are like this. People like Yang Di and others wearing jeans, T-shirts, and sneakers can tell at a glance that they are outsiders and will not stay in this place for a long time.
"Uncle Fu, help us prepare a few upper rooms." Jiang Tingting looked at the old shopkeeper seriously and said.
She told Yang Di and the others that they were members of the Jiang family, but they had spent most of their lives in the Black Dragon City of Cangyun Realm, practicing here and doing business for the Jiang family.
In a place like this, what is earned is naturally not the monetary benefits of outside modern society, but mostly things related to cultivation.
In fact, many giants in the outside world of cultivation have their own strongholds and businesses in this place. Most of their people's cultivation resources come from this place.
In these overseas areas, some spiritual stones and spiritual minerals can also be mined. In addition, it is much easier to plant spiritual medicine fields here.
As for why the ancient cultivating families and those ancient tribes didn’t just move their ancestral lands here, Jiang Tingting’s answer was that some of them were indeed overseas, but the nine major ancient cultivating families, as well as Taoist sects, and some of the remnants of the contemporary Taoist world were all related to
Some things in the outside world have deep origins or unusual reasons.
In short, although overseas spiritual energy is stronger, the ancient cultivating family and many forces in the cultivating world still have their roots outside.
Maybe it's because of some factors, maybe it's because he's not at ease with the overseas environment. After all, the spiritual realm has collapsed before, and maybe one day, that tragedy will happen again.
Moreover, most of the ancestral lands of those ancient cultivating families and ancient tribes occupy the Cave Heaven Blessed Land, and their aura is not inferior to that of those overseas.
After checking into the Jiang family's inn, the shopkeeper Fu Bo reminded everyone to try not to go out and walk around at night.
Recently, the number of people from all walks of life who have come to Black Dragon City is obviously many times more than before. There are three religions and nine schools, a mixture of good and bad, and conflicts often break out. Especially at night, it is very unrest.
Of course, even if you live in an inn, you have to be careful, because it is said that there are big thieves and thieves in the city recently, even the ancient cultivator family and even the Taoist sect's territory, they still visit, and even murder and arson occur occasionally.
In the room, Yang Di sat cross-legged and breathed out. It was a bit wasteful to sleep in such a place, but it was very suitable for practicing.
Yang Di even thought that his current power was too shallow. When his power grew in the future, he might be able to send people overseas to develop some foundations and plant elixirs to collect spiritual objects and horses. This would definitely be a promising prospect.
"I, Hu Yaodong, would like to see Master Yang!"
In the middle of the night, a cheerful voice suddenly came from downstairs of the inn. A guest was coming, but it was not to stay in the hotel, but to ask to see someone.
Shopkeeper Fu Bo immediately came out to check. In the hall on the first floor, he saw this man with a strong back, a beard, and big copper bell eyes. He was carrying a sturdy slaying sword. He was quite imposing, and his cultivation aura was also quite impressive.
Uncle Fu, who was not weak and had many masters even in the city, was surprised.
Soon, several more people walked in one after another, each of them dressed in strange and eye-catching outfits. There was a thin man wearing a hat and black gauze who looked like a wanderer, and there was also a strange monk holding a Zen staff and wearing a black cassock and a Taoist robe.
Loose monks and followers of gods and immortals.
Some of them are known to Uncle Fu and have lived in Black Dragon City for a long time, but some of them are very unfamiliar.
"What do you mean by this?" Uncle Fu frowned. It seemed that the young man was targeted as soon as he entered the city. He didn't know whether these guys were friends or foes.
Fortunately, the four elders of the current clan are present, and there are also terrifying guardians beside the young man. Otherwise, this posture would be really difficult to greet.
"It's not interesting. We just want to meet the legendary alchemy master!" The monk in black cassocks said with a playful smile. His tone didn't seem to be too polite, but rather a bit domineering.
smell.
"Black Demon Monk, do you really think this is your temple? How can we allow outsiders to run wild in our Jiang Clan's territory?"
Uncle Fu's face was a little cold, but at the same time his heart was awe-inspiring. This monk wearing black cassocks was quite famous in the city and had a good background. He was once a famous figure in the outside world, and later settled here and occupied a temple.
In the past, this person had a strange behavior and had a lot of bad deeds. After coming to Black Dragon City, he never restrained himself much. He was very public and would retaliate against others.
Due to his tyrannical cultivation and strange methods, even people with an ancient cultivating family background must stay away from him in the city.
Now that the Black Demon Monk and a group of people from various religions and professions are here, I'm afraid they don't all want to be treated politely, and they seem to be self-sufficient.
However, that young man's identity was too special, and he was destined to attract attention wherever he went.
"Old Jiang Fu, don't use the name of the ancient cultivator family to pressure others. Who doesn't know that your Jiang family is just a collateral descendant of the ancient Jiang family. The real Jiang family has disappeared long ago.
The current Jiang family cannot claim to be descendants of Emperor Yan!" The rugged man with a beard was also quite unruly and did not give him any face because this was the territory of the Jiang family.
"This is very true. Most of the ancient cultivating families in this world are a little bit proud of themselves. I am afraid that the ancestors in the past were just affiliates of the ancient clan. If they are true descendants of the ancient clan, their qualifications are generally much higher than they are now.
Yeah!" Someone laughed in agreement, obviously also sarcastic.