Qingyi Daoist Sect Master Mo Yang's eyes lit up and said, "Jiuding City? Is this son going to participate in the Lantai Dharma Conference?"

In the hall, the gray-robed old man said solemnly, "It's very possible!"

The real person Mo Yang was silent.

His hair is like silver, his willow beard is fluttering, but his face is like a youth.

Sitting alone on the main seat in the center of the hall, although only wearing a simple and simple linen robe, the power is extremely intimidating, with the domineering domineering of the world.

"Can you find out that there are experts around Su Yi?"

Mo Yang asked.

In his opinion, a young man in the inedia state, even if his combat strength is against the sky, it is impossible to kill a person in the middle stage of spiritual transformation like Li Miaohong.

"Not found yet."

The old man in gray robe shook his head.

The real person Mo Yang frowned slightly.

At this moment, a chubby old man suddenly rushed into the hall like a gust of wind and said, "Senior Brother Moyang, there is big news from Yuntian Shrine!"

Le Feng.

The Third Elder of the Inner Sect, the disciple and younger brother of the real Mo Yang, exists in the Spirit Transformation Realm.

"What?"

The eyes of both the real person Mo Yang and the gray-robed old man looked over.

Really Le Feng said: "It is said that the three inner disciples of Yuntian Shrine were all killed by Su Yi, and one of them, Huo Yunsheng, was the direct son of the Huo clan chief, Yuntian God. Grand-nephew of the palace elder Huo Tiandu!"

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After listening, real Mo Yang frowned, realizing that something was wrong, and said, "This Su Yi... has a big problem!"

Li Miaohong is the top three inner sect elders of their Qingyi Dao Sect. He existed in the middle stage of Spirit Transformation, but he was in trouble when dealing with a young man in the Inedia state like Su Yi.

Now, even the three inner disciples of Yuntian Shrine have also died at the hands of Su Yi, which makes people dare not believe it.

"Yeah, a young man from Dazhou, but recently, he has successively accused us of Qingyi Dao Sect and Yuntian Shrine. This courage... is too much!"

The gray-robed old man also realized that something was wrong, "Even those ancient evildoers, in today's world, do not dare to easily provoke a top-level Taoist like us, this Su Yi... Where does the courage come from? Do this?"

The real person Le Feng, who was a little gloating at first, was stunned for a moment, but then he came back to his senses and said solemnly: "You are suspicious, there is a certain terrifying existence standing behind this Su Yi, or some An unknown mysterious force?"

"It's hard to say."

The real person Mo Yang looked uncertain, "But no matter what, we can't underestimate this son."

After a pause, he made a decision, "Junior Brother Le Feng, you and Junior Brother Tinghe will go to Jiuding City now, mobilize your contacts and strength, and check Su Su. The details of this son Yi."

Le Feng and the grey-robed old man Ting He agreed together.

The real person Mo Yang was still worried, and warned: "Remember, if it is not necessary, you should not directly contact Su Yi, for you two characters in the spirit transformation realm, it may be nothing to deal with this son. The threat can be said, but I have to beware, whether this son is accompanied by an expert."

Le Feng and Ting He froze in their hearts and nodded.

"Go ahead, the news of Elder Li Miaohong's death has already made a lot of noise, and there are not many people in the world who are gloating about it, watching the jokes of our Qingyi Taoist Sect, no matter what the background of Su Yi is, this matter , our Qingyi Dao Sect must not give up!"

Mo Yang's eyes

Cold.

This day is the tenth day of September.

The Yuntian Shrine and the Qingyi Daozong, the two top giants in Daxia, both pointed their finger at Su Yi!

Five days later.

September 15th, evening.

Su Yi and his party, after passing through a vast mountain range, finally saw the Jiuding City sitting on the ground in the distance.

The twilight looks like fire.

Jiuding City is like an ancient dragon, coiled on the earth, stretching like rolling mountains, with no end in sight.

The twilight clouds sprinkled over the giant city, and the ancient wall made of divine gold was covered with a golden luster, solemn and majestic.

This is the cultivation capital that the monks all over the world yearn for.

"Is this the Great Xia Imperial Capital..."

Yuan Heng was shocked. Looking at the city from a distance, he felt an indescribable awe in his heart, as if he saw a sacred land.

"It is rumored that Jiuding City has a radius of 90,000 zhang and is as large as a secular country. It is extremely vast. Ordinary people can only walk from the east of the city to the west of the city by walking for three days and three nights."

Bai Wenqing murmured, "At first, I didn't take it seriously, but now it seems that the rumors are not exaggerated at all..."

Jiuding City is too big. Looking at it from a distance, it is just a city, but it gives people a feeling of endless vastness.

"Yes, this city finally has some fairy-like atmosphere."

Su Yi nodded.

This Jiuding City, as far as the weather is concerned, is not much different from the cultivation cities of Zhongling Yuxiu in the Great Wilderness Kyushu.

However, for Su Yi, this is what Jiuding City should look like.

"Come on, let's go into town."

Su Yi leads the way.

Whoosh whoosh!

In Jiuding City, it is forbidden to fly in the air!

Even a great spiritual cultivator would not dare to overstep.

Otherwise, they will be bombarded by the ancient forbidden formations distributed in Jiuding City.

"Many monks..."

Yuan Heng was surprised.

In addition, there are many characters such as demon cultivators and Buddhist cultivators.

Bai Wenqing's eyes were also erratic.

Incredible!

In ordinary times, how can you see such a crowded scene of monks like clouds?

Su Yi turned a blind eye to all this.

In the wild Kyushu, such a scene is common.

He looked at the hundred-zhang-high city wall with a bronze luster.

The value of just one masonry is worth the many spiritual stones.

The city wall made of several bricks and stones is hundreds of feet high and stretches endlessly... That kind of value can't be measured by many spiritual stones!

"It seems that the rumors are right, the entire Jiuding City is a giant forbidden formation, covering a land of 90,000 zhang, suppressing the dragon veins below it, and hooking up to the general trend of heaven and earth, if it runs at full strength , is indeed enough to easily kill the Great Spirit Dao cultivator..."

Su Yi was thoughtful.

He once heard Xin Zhao talk about that in Jiuding City, there are nine divine cauldrons cast in the form of nine palaces, which are suppressed in nine different directions in the city.

Up to now, these nine cauldrons and the forbidden formation covering the city are all in the hands of the Great Zhou Royal Family.

This is also the foundation of the Daxia royal family standing in the world and deterring the world.

It is the monks of the four top Taoist sects, Qingyi Taoist School, Tianshu Sword School, Yuntian Shrine, and Mahachan Temple, and they would not dare to make trouble in Jiuding City easily.

In the beginning, Su Yi was a little skeptical.

And now, seeing the masonry and secret patterns stacked on the city wall, Su Yi was finally convinced that the royal family of Daxia possessed such a giant forbidden formation, and indeed possessed the foundation of the cultivation forces overlooking the world.

"However, the power of the forbidden formation covered by this Jiuding City is still too much damaged after all..."

Su Yi secretly said.

The erosion of 30,000 years of dark ancient forbidden power has made many ancient Taoist traditions disappear into the long river of history.

Although this Jiuding City has stood for a long time, the forbidden formation that can cover this city has also suffered great wear and tear.

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Just as Su Yi was thinking about it, a voice suddenly sounded in his ear

"Could it be that little friend saw something from this city wall?"

Su Yi turned his head to look, and saw a middle-aged man standing not far away, looking at him with a smile, with a hint of curiosity.

This person is dressed in a plain cloth robe, with long hair like ink in a bun, and looks like he is in his forties.

He stood there with his hands behind his back, with a smile on his lips.

Su Yi's eyes squinted quietly, and then he calmly said, "Are you going to chat with me, or do you want to ask me for advice?"

The middle-aged cloth robe was stunned for a moment, then stepped forward and said with a smile: "How to talk about small talk, what can I say?"

At this time, even Yuanheng and Bai Wenqing saw that something was wrong with the middle-aged cloth robe, and they were all vigilant.

Although Jiuding City prohibits flying, it does not prohibit fighting!

"I don't have the heart to stand near this city gate and waste time with a stranger who doesn't know the purpose of chatting."

Su Yi said casually, "If you ask for advice, you should put on an attitude of asking for advice. Maybe I'm in a good mood and don't mind telling you something I see."

The cloth robe stayed in middle age, it seemed a little unexpected.

Immediately, he smiled and clasped his fists and said, "Forget about chatting, I can't bear to waste your little friend's affairs, please enlighten me."

"Little friend?"

Su Yi smiled.

The middle-aged man in the cloth robe showed tears of laughter, but he still changed the title and said, "I also ask fellow Taoists to enlighten me."

Respectful manners, but not perfunctory.

Su Yi was a little surprised when he saw this.