Yan Lan first saw a huge palace-like building standing in front of him.

The palace has five floors, each floor is nine feet high.

The palace is built in a square shape, with a side length of three thousand feet. Every thirty feet, there is a vermilion stone pillar running up and down. The red pillar requires four adults to embrace it, making it a spectacular sight.

"This is the world-famous Guiwu Yang Palace." Wu Se looked at Yan Lan and Zi Yi, who looked surprised, and explained with a smile.

Ziyi raised her head and exclaimed: "What a big building. I have never seen such a big building before!"

Yan Lan was amazed at the dense crowds of practitioners coming and going around Guiwuyang Palace. Guiwuyang Palace was indeed spectacular, but as far as architecture was concerned, Yan Lan had seen many behemoths, so he was not particularly amazed.

Surrounding Guiwuyang Palace is a square with a radius of more than 10,000 feet.

Yan Lan looked around and couldn't tell how big the square was. The huge buildings on the edge of the square looked to him like a small bump on the horizon.

However, the practitioners coming and going around occupied the huge square so much that it was difficult to find a larger open space. The crowd around saw Wise falling with extraordinary momentum, and only a few people who were close took a glance.

Most of them turn a blind eye.

This is because there are constantly practitioners in the entire square, either sacrificing magic weapons, wielding flying swords, flying into the air with empty hands, or rushing to the ground suddenly. The use of magic weapons and exercises emit colorful colors, rendering the entire square

Very magnificent and lively.

What surprised Yan Lan was that there were so many practitioners of all kinds. Some of these practitioners carried heavy swords on their backs, some held staffs, and some wore talismans around their waists... They had different clothes and different costumes, but all of them were wearing the same clothes.

Step lightly and steadily, and cultivate your body with cultivation.

"This is the busiest place in Guiwu City, because Guiwuyang Palace is not only the only place in Guiwu City that has a teleportation array, but it is also where practitioners trade."

"The first floor of Guiwuyang Palace is an open trading place, just like a common market. Anyone can sell items here as long as they pay a certain rent. Starting from the second floor, there are

Only with a certain identity and capital can you enter."

"Would you like me to take you to visit the top and bottom of Guiwuyang Palace? I have the Mifanzong Pai Jian. Except for the fifth floor, which I cannot enter, I can take you in and out freely on the other floors..."

Wu Se said with joy.

"Why can't we enter the fifth floor? What kind of identity do we need to enter?" Yan Lan frowned and interrupted Wu Se's words.

"This..." Wu Se looked solemn, looked at the fifth floor of Guiwuyang Palace thoughtfully, shook his head and said: "I don't know this either, maybe only some elders in the sect know about it.

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"Oh." Yan Lan nodded and continued: "We won't go this time. When things are settled, if there is a chance, we can go shopping again. It will be more leisurely than walking around now when we are on a mission.

Be more elegant."

When Ziyi heard that Wuse wanted to take them to visit Guiwuyang Palace, her eyes originally shone brightly. Unexpectedly, Yanlan declined politely, and she couldn't help showing disappointment. However, she remembered that she was indeed carrying Qingxuan's instructions, and she immediately calmed down.

His normal expression returned.

"Okay, let's go, I'll take you to the teleportation circle." Wu Se said with a slight smile, feeling quite reluctant to give up.

Yan Lan looked around and saw that the square was paved with white stone, but every thousand feet, there was an area paved with bluestone that was a hundred feet square. In many bluestone areas, there were actually some monks competing in battles, and there were many

The monks were watching the battle from the outside, and the sound of shouting and shouting could be heard in the distance, making it extremely lively.

"Brother Wu Se, what is this bluestone area used for?" Yan Lan asked with a frown.

Wu Se glanced around and said leisurely: "The bluestone area is a place for many monks to compete and fight. After all, in this central area, friction and conflicts will inevitably occur among the monks. However, fighting is prohibited in the city, so the bluestone area is set up.

You can fight freely inside, regardless of life or death."

"Oh!" Yan Lan nodded and stared at some bluestone areas. He found that most of the monks' cultivation levels were between the Juyuan Stage and the Hualan Stage, but there were few masters who had cultivation levels above the Nascent Soul Stage.

However, he also suspected that his cultivation was low and he was unable to detect the fluctuations of spiritual power of monks above the Nascent Soul stage.

"Qiang..."

Suddenly, a sound of drawing a sword came from behind Yan Lan.

Just as Yan Lan was about to move, she was attracted by the arguing behind her and stopped.

"Haha, I've been looking for you for three years, but I didn't expect to find you here. It's really God's will. If you don't return those ten high-grade human spirit stones to me today, I will fight you until death."

Yan Lan turned around when he heard the sound and found a middle-aged man holding a slightly rusty broad sword, pointing directly at the charming man in green clothes in front of him.

"What are these ten high-grade human spirit stones? I didn't steal or rob them at the beginning. You voluntarily exchanged them with me. Now you have the nerve to yell at me without fear of losing your identity?" the man in green said disdainfully.

"You..." the middle-aged man's eyes were filled with anger, and the broad sword in his hand trembled slightly, "You are a liar. That thing of yours cannot even reach the level of the third level of the human realm, but you have the nerve to call it a fourth-level sword of the human realm. I

Bah, those ten high-grade human spirit stones are what I have saved with great effort over the years. If you don’t give them to me, I will kill you!”

Yan Lan frowned. The flying sword of the third level of human realm is the level at which the main disciples of general sects use magic weapons.

"Then I can only blame you for being stupid. What grade do you think I am talking about? Just go to the first floor of Guiwuyang Palace and wander around. How many people are there who have not raised their treasures to a higher grade? According to you

Do you think we should kill them all?" The man in green had a sharp look in his eyes.

"Okay, you are very articulate, but I can't argue with you!" The middle-aged man threw away a sword angrily and continued: "This is your sword. I haven't touched it all these years. It's well preserved. I don't want it anymore."

Give me ten high-grade human spirit stones, or I will never let go of you."

"If I don't give it to you, what can you do?" The man in green still smiled disdainfully.

"Then I will kill you on the spot." The middle-aged man swung his broad sword horizontally, the sword's light rose sharply, and he wanted to rush over.

The man in green's eyes flashed with strange light, his mind moved, and something like a stick appeared in his hand, and his whole body was filled with fighting spirit.

"Amitabha, two benefactors, stop quickly. This is in Guiwu City and at the foot of Guiwuyang Palace. Do not use force." Wuse took a few steps forward and clasped his hands to persuade.

"Little bald donkey, you have nothing to do here, get out of the way. I have been looking for him for less than three years, and today I finally met him. How can I let him escape again?" Before he could finish his words, the middle-aged man waved his broad sword.

, rushed forward with murderous intent.

Wu Se saw that he could not stop him, so he could only stand on the spot and shout the Buddha's name. Because the two men were not fighting in the Qingshi area, which obviously violated the rules of Guiwuyi City.

"Bang..." A sword beam hit the ground, and the blue-white square flickered a few times, leaving no trace.

"Huh? This square is protected by a powerful protective formation!" Yan Lan's eyes narrowed and she thought to herself.

"These two people are really brave enough to start a fight here, uh..." The practitioners around were all attracted by the shouting and fighting here. As soon as one of them said the above words, he

His eyes showed surprise and his words stopped abruptly.

Because just when the two sides were fighting for a few moves, a purple light shot down from the second floor of Guiwuyang Palace, accompanied by a loud "unbridled" command, followed by two "bang bang" sounds, and the two figures immediately

It can be separated and smashed to the ground. The magic weapons of the two people also broke into pieces and scattered on the ground.

"So strong!" Yan Lan secretly said.

He took a closer look and saw a purple-robed young man standing in the square with his head held high. He was dressed in the same way as the guards at the gate of Guiwuyi City.

To be injured with one strike, I am afraid that this city guard must have the cultivation level of the late Yuan Dan. Even a mere city guard has such cultivation level..."

"Fighting is strictly prohibited in Guiwu City. Once warned, twice immediately killed." The purple-robed city guard looked around the audience and shouted coldly.

The middle-aged man and the man in green were still unable to get up, and were twisting and groaning on the ground.

The purple-robed city guard looked at the two people on the ground with an expressionless expression. He waved his right hand and the fragments of the sword and staff scattered on the ground disappeared. He snorted coldly at the two people lying on the ground. With a movement of his body, he turned towards Guiwu.

The Yang Palace passed away quickly.

Except for a few experts who cast disdainful glances from a distance, it was not until the purple-robed city guards disappeared and most of the onlookers in the square could hear the sound of rustling and numerous practitioners in small groups, whispering to each other.

"Guiwuyi City is indeed a land of hidden dragons and crouching tigers. If any city guard has such a high level of cultivation, then the power behind him..."

"Yes, I'm afraid that City Lord Guiwu's cultivation has reached the legendary realm!"

"Nowadays, there are undercurrents surging in the world. It seems that if we, the solitary practitioners, want to travel around the world, we need to find a backer, otherwise we will just disappear into ashes."

"Hey, the world's powerful forces are rising one after another. It seems that it won't be peaceful for long. With my current cultivation level, I might as well cultivate in seclusion..."

Yan Lan listened intently to the words of the cultivators around her, and was trembling in her heart: "Guiwuyi City has extraordinary masters; the mysterious Xuanzong must also have masters like clouds; there are also sects such as Mifan Sect and Tiangang Sect, etc.

Looking at its scale, it must be an extraordinary force. Although I have recovered my strength now, I am still not strong enough!"

At this time, the two people lying on the ground had not yet gotten up.

When Wu Se saw this, he frowned, shouted the Buddha's chant, and shot out two golden rays from his right hand, covering the two of them. Their bodies trembled, and the golden rays flashed for a few times before disappearing. The two of them got up immediately.

"Thank you, eminent monk, for your help!" The two men quickly ran up respectfully, bowed and bowed.

"Amitabha, why bother fighting with each other when you are away from home? It is not easy for you to practice. You need to take a step back in everything. I hope you can do it for yourself." Wuse put away his casual manner and spoke with dignity. He indeed looked like an accomplished monk.

The two men claimed that they were, and ran away quickly with lingering fear.

"Brother Wu Se, you are so kind-hearted. No wonder you are the one who rescued us. Do you often save people?" Ziyi asked with a smile.

"Amitabha!" Wuse clasped his hands and said, "I am a compassionate Buddha. We are destined to meet you. If we are destined to save you, how can I stand by and watch? I cannot think of saving people who are not destined to be saved, and I cannot save them."

Ziyi said "Oh" and nodded, then pulled Yan Lan's arm and said softly: "Brother Lan'er, let's go."

Yan Lan nodded and walked towards Guiwuyang Palace. Halfway through, he passed by a bluestone area. He was quite curious and walked in quickly.

Wu Se and Ziyi also followed, because there was no one competing in the bluestone area, so it didn't hurt to take a walk.

Yan Lan had just taken a few steps when his keen soul power suddenly noticed something strange. He suddenly raised his head and saw a pair of shining cold eyes looking at him, and several dark figures slowly appeared out of thin air.

"We meet again. This time, where are you going?"

Yan Lan stared intently, the speaker was none other than Xuanzong Yidingxuanzun, who was the one who chased Qingxuan until he burned his Yuanling and died.

Looking at the familiar sword marks on Yiding Xuanzun's face, Yan Lan clenched her teeth and a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth.
Chapter completed!