Chapter 120: The Nine Dragon Immortal City (Part 1)

  Ten days later, under the Cuiyun Mountain in Yunzhou. A tall and handsome young man with a cold face walked on a wide mountain path paved with bluestone, over ten feet wide.

  The mountain path is extremely remote, but all the way along, there are actually quite a few people on the road, either traveling alone like this young man or in groups of three or four climbing the mountain.

  This cold and stern young man wore a black tight-fitting outfit, with a cavalry sabre inserted on his back, and a red silk ribbon on the long hilt of the knife fluttering in the wind above his head.

  This man was none other than Xiao Ziyang in disguise.

  All that can be seen is his downcast eyebrows and eyes, hurrying along with his head bowed, an expression of not wanting to stir up trouble, which is quite inconsistent with his flamboyant attire.

  Xiao Ziyang avenged his hatred and felt relieved, his mood was comfortable. He originally wanted to dress himself up as a handsome and majestic Jianghu swordsman, but when he used his gaze technique to look at the mountain road below, he immediately threw away that majestic expression and replaced it with this gentle and elegant demeanor.

  Because he saw that on this mountain path, the starry law enforcement Lingguang rushed to the sky, along the mountain path connected into a long dragon, extending all the way to the invisible depths of the great mountains.

  At least thirty percent of the pedestrians on this mountain path are cultivators with magical powers. Although these cultivators' cultivation levels are not high, their numbers are simply too great. With a single glance, he saw no less than several dozen people within his field of vision.

  For the first time walking with so many masters, Xiao Ziyang couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

  He rushed all the way and arrived at a valley after more than two hours.

  This valley is winding and deep, with its twisting cliffs blocking people's view.

  The scenery in the canyon is extremely beautiful, with a small river flowing through it. A stone slab road runs parallel to the river and follows its flow. The stone slab road sometimes appears on the left side of the river and sometimes crosses over to the right side via individual stone bridges.

  After walking for about 20-30 miles in the quiet canyon, Xiao Ziyang's eyes suddenly opened up. At the end of the canyon was a wide and flat mountain valley.

  In the mountain valley, green trees formed a canopy, and in the middle of the forest, there were several small glades. At this time, it was the season when spring and summer alternated, and the glade was filled with purple and red flowers.

  Walking along this forest path for a while longer, a tranquil little river flowed through the woods like a jade belt.

  After crossing the small river from the stone bridge and walking a little further, a magnificent Taoist temple appeared before Xiao Ziyang's eyes.

  In front of the main gate of the Taoist temple, there is a bluestone-paved square. The vermilion-colored main gate of the Taoist temple is very tall and majestic, especially in this wilderness, it appears particularly grand.

  Above the main gate of the Taoist temple is a large plaque with three big characters "Huang Long Guan" written in a dragon and phoenix pattern.

  The main gate of the Taoist temple was tightly closed, with a side door on each side. The right side door was wide open. Two receptionist Daoists stood on both sides of the side door to welcome incense guests.

  Entering from the side door, in front of me is a screen wall. Behind the screen wall is a stone-paved courtyard with several ancient cypress trees casting dappled shadows.

  On this square, the crowd is divided into two groups. One wave of ordinary pilgrims walks devoutly towards the magnificent temple at the end of the square; while another wave of monks passes through the square and enters a vaulted gate on the left side.

  Xiao Ziyang also mixed in with the crowd of cultivators and walked into the Taoist temple, and no one paid attention to him.

  Behind the archway is a garden with a unique craftsmanship, where various flowers are dotted among the rocks and tree shades. In a small pond, red koi fish swim leisurely.

  Xiao Ziyang didn't dare to look around randomly, and closely followed the crowd through a bamboo forest before arriving at a courtyard. Inside the courtyard stood many cultivators. Opposite the courtyard was a grand hall, with extremely dim lighting inside, making it impossible to see what was happening within.

  At the entrance of the grand hall, an old monk with white hair and beard sat, occasionally making a hand gesture, immediately one or several monks would come to his front, first showing him a small jade token. After the old monk checked the token and nodded, the monks handed him a few spirit stones before entering the grand hall. The jade token looked exactly like the Nine Dragon Token.

  Xiao Ziyang took a closer look and found that whether it was one person or several people, they only handed over ten spirit stones to the old cultivator, and the type of spirit stone didn't seem to have any requirements either. There were all sorts of colors and attributes.

  The masters in the courtyard were extremely disorderly, but it seemed that everyone remembered their own order of arrival, without a single dispute. Xiao Ziyang also busily memorized the order in which he entered the courtyard.

  After waiting for about half a time, it was finally Xiao Ziyang's turn. He went forward and handed the Nine Dragons Token to the old cultivator to examine. After he nodded, Xiao Ziyang handed over the ten pieces of spirit stone that had been clenched in his hand. The old cultivator took the spirit stones and waved his hand.

  Xiao Ziyang walked into the grand hall, blinked his eyes vigorously, and got used to the dimness in the grand hall. The grand hall in front of him was no different from an ordinary temple, with three tall Sanqing god statues sitting in a row on a high altar. On both sides were the four heavenly kings and some unknown divine carvings.

  Just as Xiao Ziyang was puzzled, a cough startled him. It turned out that in a corner beside Xiao Ziyang, a Taoist priest dressed in a Taoist robe was sitting cross-legged on a cushion. He was gesturing impatiently at Xiao Ziyang.

  Xiao Ziyang followed his gesture and looked over, only to find that behind the wall of the divine stage where the three Qing gods were placed, there was a dark entrance.

  Xiao Ziyang nodded slightly to the monk in gratitude and walked towards the gate. After passing through the gate, behind it was a more spacious room than the temple in front.

  In the center of this room, on the stone floor, a circular array of about one zhang in size was engraved, and more than 100 pieces of various spirit stones were inlaid on the array.

  On both sides of the formation stood two monks, and the spiritual pressure emanating from these two monks made Xiao Ziyang feel slightly oppressed, obviously their cultivation was not low.

  Xiao Ziyang looked at this formation and didn't know what he should do next.

  The monk on the left side of the formation saw him dazed for half a day without moving, and seeing his low cultivation, he knew it was a shallow-minded loose cultivator. He pointed to the formation and said: "This is a transmission formation that can transmit you to Jiulong City. Come in quickly, don't delay."

  Xiao Ziyang didn't dare to say more, and hastily walked into the formation, standing in the center position. The two cultivators didn't exchange a word, simultaneously making hand seals, and shot out a beam of spiritual light towards the formation from each direction, causing the entire formation to suddenly brighten up.

  Xiao Ziyang only felt a white light flash before his eyes, and then he couldn't see anything. Next, a huge pressure came towards him, this pressure was so great that it seemed like the next moment would crush him into a meat paste. Fortunately, this pressure came suddenly and left quickly.

  After the pressure passed, a dizzying sensation came over him, and he felt nauseous. He suppressed his churning stomach while rubbing his eyes hard to quickly recover his vision.