The first ray of purple air came from the east in the morning, and thirty-six floating jade steps fell from the clouds. The Lifu, who shouldered the red painted cargo box, stepped on the clouds and mist steps, and there was a pearl formed by the tears of the South China Sea mermaids colliding with the Northern Wilderness Ice Soul, making a clear and crisp sound.
On both sides of the three-meter-wide jade steps, eight hundred hanging shops are filled with brilliance.
In the Suzaku Lamp-Holding Pavilion, cultivators from the seventh realm of the Heavenly Man are using the scorching true fire to temper the Heavenly Man’s magic sword. The sword embryo is churning and the magical fire splashes into a fire spirit boy, holding various spiritual ores for customers to choose from.
In front of the Xuanwu Boxing Monument Tower, the camel stele stone turtle was swallowing and spitting out water spiritual energy. The spiritual liquid flowing between the cracks of the tortoise shell can relieve hundreds of poisons. People lined up to take them with their jade bottles, and they needed ten low-grade infinite spiritual stones with one drop.
In the White Tiger Roars in the Wind Hall, the talisman pen made of tiger whiskers radiates the thunder pattern. The shopkeeper paints a picture of the thousands of miles of rivers on the shark silk while writing his brush. The clouds and mists in the scroll are really flowing.
The main city on the ground is 108 square meters, and on the road of Tongtian paved with green jade, there are sixteen snow-winged horses walking in the air. While the curtains are tilted, a female fairy in the immortal realm can be vaguely seen teasing the three-tailed fire fox in her arms, and the golden silk cushion swept through the fox tail.
In Lingzhi Lane, there are three hundred medicinal shops steaming colorful mist, and the seven-year-old medicinal boy is walking on imitation hot wheels to shuttle through the medicine drying rack.
The red ginseng doll was tied under the eaves by red threads and cried, and the tears fell to the ground and the bloody mushrooms were produced.
What a prosperous and diverse fantasy fairy city world.
Xiang Chen still used his identity as the Gold-Devouring Rat Clan and his cultivation level in the Eternal True Immortal Realm to walk among this human city world.
He did not disguise his identity as a demon clan, and his furry and round ears were not uncommon in this city dominated by human race. There were also many strange-shaped demon clan heads walking on the streets, as long as he abides by the laws of the Dayu Dynasty.
Entering a teahouse to have tea. In the storytelling area of the teahouse, the storyteller is telling stories, and many people are sitting and listening.
Xiang Chen entered the teahouse to drink tea, chose a place, and paid the money.
The currency used by Wuliang God is called Wuliang Spirit Stone. The immortal circle uses Wuliang Immortal Stone. Wuliang Spirit Stone is Hongmeng Amethyst, and Wuliang Immortal Stone is a gem above the Eternal Immortal Stone.
Teahouses, taverns, brothels, these three places have always been one of the fastest places to inquire about information when they cannot find professional intelligence organizations.
The storyteller said: "That is, the Queen of Shiji is really a person sitting at home, and disaster comes from heaven-"
The storyteller slapped the wood and the bronze wind chime hanging on the eaves of the teahouse was ringing without the wind. The old Taoist, who was closing his eyes in the corner, suddenly opened his eyes, and the compass pointer in his arms rotated wildly, as if he could sense emotions.
"The Shiji Empress was originally a pure immortal who was enlightened by Skull Mountain. There was a Xuanyin Peach Tree that only bears fruit every three thousand years in front of the cave."
The gentleman folded the fan and shook it gently, and the ink-colored mountains and rivers on the fan actually oozed out of the mist of mountains and rivers: "That day she was combing the feathers of the mount, and suddenly she heard a thunderbolt outside the mountain gate-"
While the tea guests held their breath, a small peach wood arrow flew out from the sleeves of the storyteller, nailed to the beams and pillars and buzzed: "Nezha, the youngest son of Li Jing of Chentang Tianguan, secretly pulled the Qiankun bow and shot the shaking arrow! This weapon that penetrated the clouds and cracked the stones was nailed to death the sky spirit cover of the Biyun boy under the seat of the Stone Miracle!"
The talisman paper in the old Taoist sleeves in the corner burned spontaneously, and the shadow of the skeleton mountain was burned on the tea table.
Everyone saw that in the light and shadow, the boy in green was holding a medicine basket and humming a mountain song. Suddenly, a red light passed by, his brain splashed, his soul was destroyed, the boy's body was stiff, and the spiritual grass in his hand fell to the ground and withered.
"What a good Nezha. When he encountered a big disaster, he was not afraid, but instead stepped on the Hot Wheel to chase the White Bone Cave to get the arrow back!"
The gentleman's folding fan suddenly ignited a faint blue ghost fire: "Empress Shiji advised her kindly, thinking that the other party was a Taiyi Zhenren, and said that she would just take out the arrow and put the boy's soul. However, the little demon star actually said-"
The candlelight in the teahouse suddenly turned green, and the storyteller's throat made a sound of gold and stone, which was as arrogant as Nezha's possession: "The arrow shot by my master can't even be taken back even if the old man from the Heavenly King was nailed to death!"
Before he finished speaking, the awakening wood turned into a red silk shadow and wrapped around the beams and pillars, and the entire teahouse was shaking.
"The Huntian Ling disrupted the veins of the Skull Mountain, and the Xuanyin Peach Tree that the Empress Shiji had cultivated for millions of years was uprooted."
Seven copper coins flew out of the gentleman's sleeves, and they formed a broken peach tree in the air. "The queen was reluctant to give out the gossip cloud light handkerchief, but saw Nezha taking out a gold brick-"
"Bang!"
The gavel turned into golden light and smashed the copper coin array. The debris splashed on the front row of tea guests and felt a faint pain: "This golden brick is the treasure of the golden light cave in Qianyuan Mountain. One brick was used to make the cloud light scatter.
Empress Shiji vomited green blood, and all the 36,000 Xuanshi clan disciples in the cave turned into powder!"
"Taiyi Zhenren came through the air with the Nine Dragon Agarwood Chariot, and opened his mouth and said, "Fellow Daoist Shiji, you should have this disaster!"
Nine lanterns hung down from the beam and turned into nine fire dragons circling.
"When the Nine Dragon Divine Fire Cover fell, the white bone hairpin between the Queen Mother's hair exploded, revealing that the original shape was a crystal-clear mysterious jade fairy stone."
When the teacher performed, his eyes, ears, mouth and nose were oozing black blood, but his voice became louder: "The Empress was sad and whispered to the sky, and her bones exploded inch by inch, and a crack broke out on the cover!"
Suddenly the teahouse was filled with a strong wind, and a huge skeleton phantom appeared behind the storyteller: "A wisp of residual soul escaped into the underworld with a surging resentment. From then on, there was an evil spirit that ate the judge's pen in the eighteenth floor hell, and where is Nezha?"
The gentleman suddenly smiled strangely, showing his fangs full of grief and anger: "I am the innate treasure of the Ancestral Ancestral Ancestral disciple, and I will not have any cause and effect at all!"
The tea lovers heard the discussion and began to curse Nezha's naughty atrocities and Taiyi Zhenren's indiscriminate protection of their calf.
Xiang Chen found it interesting to hear it. Perhaps it was because this was the territory of the Jie Cult, so the Immortals and powerful people within the Jie Cult's sphere of influence would naturally beautify the Xing Cult's forces.
The image of Li Nazha is also very strange, with good and bad, and different versions of the parallel universes are popular.
However, before Nezha appeared in the novel "The Gods' List", he was a Taoist guardian god who protected the human race and killed demons.
As for his various versions of the images, they are just artistic processing of the people's different expectations for him.
Xiang Chen threw out a top-grade infinite spirit stone to reward (high-level Hongmeng Amethyst), and then asked: "Dare you ask, sir, what is Nezha's cultivation level?"
The storyteller thanked him quickly, bowed and accepted the infinite spirit stones, and then said, "When Li Nezha killed the third prince of the Dragon Clan in Dongtianhai, he was already the Daluo Golden Immortal.
After reincarnation and reshaping the body, his cultivation level will go further. I am afraid that he is already Taiyi Immortal Lord above Daluo and even above. In addition, his soul is the innate Shura Killing God reincarnated, and his combat power is probably the top presence above Taiyi."
"Above Daluo--" Xiang Chen rubbed his chin. If it evolved in different world myths, this was not the strongest stage for this god of killing.