Ancestral City. It is a huge hourglass-shaped city floating in the void. It is almost as big as a hundred suns combined.
Of course, this size is not large compared to the headquarters of Sword Emperor Pavilion or some other behemoths. However, the number of monks in the ancestral city is far more than that of Sword Emperor Pavilion.
Because the ancestral city is the center of the "Three Qing World", its geographical location is extremely important.
As long as the monks who understand the law of time and reach the Taixu realm will be brought to the ancestral city by the people of Tiandao Sect, they will become a part of the ancestral city and live here from generation to generation.
The common responsibility of all monks in the ancestral city is to guard the gates that cross the world.
For example, the space door leading to the Heavenly Demon World. Of course, the Heavenly Demon World and the Sanqing World are hostile to each other. The space door has long been closed and cannot be opened by ordinary people.
In addition to the Great World of Demons, there are also some other great worlds that have friendly relations with the Great World of Sanqing, trade with each other, etc. The places are all in the ancestral city. Please come to more and faster chapters.
A huge hourglass. The center is small. It is the location of the important door across the world. The upper and lower ends are extremely wide. They are where many monks gather. They are called the upper part and the lower part.
The redwood dragon boat came all the way across space and soon stopped at the upper part, attracting the attention of many people.
Even in the entire ancestral city, the Ancestral Dragon is a famous existence. The mahogany dragon boat is almost his signature thing.
"Tiandaomen's territory is located in the center of the city. If you want to find the young man named Dongfang, go to Tiandaomen and find Wu Feng."
Qinglong waved his hand, letting Qin Xuan take action on his own.
Qin Xuan knows that the current Dongfang literary giant has worshiped Wu Feng Xianzun as his teacher. It is normal to find him in Tiandaomen. Xueqiu is also said to be with Dongfang literary giant.
I don’t know how the two of them have become over the past six years or so.
Qin Xuan nodded. He left Qinglong's gorgeous residence and came to the streets of the ancestral city.
It wasn't until I walked on the streets of the ancestral city that Qin Xuan could appreciate the grandeur of the ancestral city. The streets were several kilometers wide. There were towering towers everywhere on both sides of the streets. Even the monks couldn't see the huge buildings at the top. .different styles.
This is the ancestral city. The center of the entire world.
Monks from all over the universe are all gathered here. The powerful ones in the Taixu realm who have understood the law of time are only the weakest existences in the ancestral city.
"Fortunately, I understand the laws of heaven. Otherwise, I wouldn't have much confidence to walk around here."
Qin Xuan thought helplessly in his heart. Please come to more and faster chapters. Although the Supreme Realm is nothing in the ancestral city, it is still much better than the low-level monks in the Taixu Realm.
"Hey, hey, hey. Xiao Qinxuan, do you have any money on you?"
Walking on the street, Xiaoshi asked a question with some impatience.
"What's wrong? What kind of money? There seems to be no money from the cultivation world..."
Qin Xuan was a little depressed.
"Ah ah ah. No, no, no. You must buy a lot of Tianjing for me. Otherwise, I will ignore you. Update as soon as possible. Huh."
The poem is non-stop and the tone is very serious.
Tianjing.
Qin Xuan was a little strange. What was this thing used for? After feeling what Xiao Shi was thinking, he finally understood that this was a precious material in the universe. It was specially used to upgrade heaven-level magic weapons.
The current Tianwen Sword is only a middle-grade heaven-level magic weapon. To upgrade it to a high-grade heaven-level magic weapon, I don’t know how many heaven crystals are needed. Of course, the most important thing is that Qin Xuan is penniless now. Even if he knows where to buy it, Tianjing’s. I can’t even afford the first update.
On the streets of the ancestral city, monks were coming and going. Qin Xuan was just an inconspicuous person among them.
"Wait until you meet Immortal Wufeng first, and then think about how to get some coins from the cultivation world... Xiaoshi, don't worry. Sooner or later you will become a flying sword at the level of an immortal weapon."
Qin Xuan comforted him and walked along the street towards the upper center of the ancestral city.
Xiaoshi was unhappy, but she didn't say anything. She knew that Qin Xuanqiong was so poor now that she wanted him to buy Tianjing, unless he sold the Tianwen Sword.
The flying sword magic weapon of the middle grade is indeed very valuable. However, Tianwen Sword is Qin Xuan's natal magic weapon. Of course he will not sell it. What's more, it is the Linglong Sword Master who has accompanied him all the way to this point. A magic weapon left to him.
After walking only a few steps, an extremely tall attic building suddenly appeared in front of them. It was made of transparent jade crystal. A plaque in front of the door read "Tianbao Pavilion".
Tianbao Pavilion. Could it be the one Qinglong mentioned to himself on the road? A place that sells top magic weapons, materials, or other heavenly materials and earthly treasures from all over the world.
"Come in and have a look."
The little poem urged Qin Xuan.
Qin Xuan thought about it. After all, he was passing by. Just go in and take a look. He had already arrived at the ancestral city. When he was about to meet the Oriental literary giant, he was not so anxious.
After waiting for so many years, do you still care about these two days? You must know that when he was in the black hole cemetery, Qin Xuan kept thinking about it day and night. Oriental literary giant, Dongfang Qingwan, Su Muqing, and Chu Yun .Shen Yina. The first update, etc. The person who worries him...
Five years is not that easy to get through.
Qin Xuan stopped and followed several monks in strange costumes into Tianbao Pavilion.
"Several seniors want something."
Immediately, a waiter from the shop came to greet him. However, he spoke to those monks dressed in strange clothes, like lamas, and ignored Qin Xuan.
These lama-like monks had a much higher status than Qin Xuan. As soon as they entered Tianbao Pavilion, they were greeted by someone who took them directly upstairs.
As for Qin Xuan, of course he can only explore the store slowly by himself. There is no way. There are too many monks in Tianbao Pavilion. It is impossible for everyone to send a waiter to serve.
The waiter of Tianbao Pavilion is not at a high level of cultivation, but any one of them can reach the level of the Mahayana stage. There are even some powerful people in the realm of world masters.
They should be the descendants left behind by those powerful monks who spread their wings in the ancestral city.
Even the cultivation resources and conditions possessed by these waiters are much better than those of the richest monks on earth. It is not a problem at all to reach the Mahayana stage.
"There are dozens of Nine-turn Immortal Grasses in the Purple Golden Dragon Realm, and so many Ten Thousand-Year Spirit Grasses. If sold, they should be worth a lot of money..."
Qin Xuan thought in his mind and prepared to observe at will on the ground floor of Tianbao Pavilion.
But at this moment, several figures suddenly appeared on the jade crystal stairs nearby. They were led down by the waiter of Tianbao Pavilion store. The waiter's attitude was respectful. The status of this group of people should not be low.
Qin Xuan glanced at it, but was a little startled because he saw a familiar figure among this group of people.
Long Xiaotian.
The head of the three giants in the Dragon Soul Cave on the earth. He got a chance in the ancient ruins. He understood the law of time and was brought to the ancestral city. Unexpectedly, he would meet here.
And now Long Xiaotian, just like his subordinates, is following behind a young man in colorful clothes.
The waiter's respectful attitude was towards this young man in fine clothes, not Long Xiaotian and a group of others.
"Qin Xuan."
At this time, Long Xiaotian finally caught a glimpse of Qin Xuan. His eyes immediately stared out with a trace of hatred.