First Sword Cultivator Observation Report

In astonishment, Yan Chongcan forced himself to calm down, drank the wine, and carefully observed the city lord who was announcing the start of the dinner.He heard those great powers who were familiar with him call him the God of the Extreme Realm. He had never heard of this title, but it sounded very powerful. As soon as he heard it, he felt that he was a figure with hands and eyes, as if the whole world in his hands.And he himself is indeed worthy of such a title. The majestic demeanor of his long body and the surging black mist covering his face all show his status and mystery.

He devoted himself to building Yintai City into a worry-free place, and gathered countless treasures under his rule, and the people all gave them and enjoyed it.Yan Chongcan squinted his eyes. He had seen too many monks who were addicted to the city along the way. This Yintai City was like a swamp with beautiful dreams. Every drop of wine he drank would seep into his blood and consciousness. Every joy will corrode the heart of the Tao, so that it will not fall into the devil, but it will be infinitely close to the fall of the devil.After all, when a monk breaks away from his original heart, he loses his destiny with the Dao.

Just as he was thinking, cheers suddenly erupted in the hall, and the monks raised their arms and shouted, praising the god of the extreme realm as a man of high righteousness.Zhuan Lang held up his wine glass and danced. Seeing that the little friend opposite was still dazed, he knocked on the dishes in front of him in distaste to make him concentrate: "Did you hear that? The god said that the Lingquan of the Extreme Region will be opened today, and everyone present can enjoy it! There is also endless spiritual food and wine, this time you can catch up with the big luck."

Yan Chongcan had no choice but to nod, pretended to be excited and twitched the corner of his mouth, and then secretly sent a voice transmission to Si Jue: "Is Jiyu Lingquan very powerful? Why are these monks so excited?"

"The Baihe River in the mansion is formed by diluting the liquid of the marrow. Presumably the spiritual spring he mentioned is the pure marrow liquid. One drop contains ample spiritual energy. The higher the level of cultivation, the faster it will be absorbed. It is a rare holy place for cultivation."

Si Jue's voice pierced through the hustle and bustle of the room like a clear stream, explaining to him calmly.

Yan Chongcan was startled, he didn't expect that the Baihe he crossed casually was so extraordinary, so he looked forward to the spiritual spring even more.Even though he thought so, he didn't think Lingquan would be too big.Spiritual marrow is rare, and mining ten spirit stone veins may not be able to mine a few pieces of spiritual marrow that gather the essence of heaven and earth. Usually, those top-grade spiritual mines are taken over by aristocratic families or sects with deep roots. Even Hongxuanzong has only one. Moreover, less than ten pieces of spiritual marrow have been collected until now.Using marrow fluid as a spring is really beyond his imagination.

However, considering that he has a whole pool of Hualing water that imprisoned Kunpeng... Yan Chongcan couldn't help being speechless, and couldn't help but glance at the city lord again, this time purely in amazement.

The banquet was over soon, and all the monks couldn't wait to see the legendary treasure collected by the city lord, the extreme spiritual spring. When the city lord laughed loudly and opened the door first, they also laughed and chattered. They followed behind him, their eyes shining with excitement.

The thousand-year-old Fairy Silang even took his arm flatteringly, and the city lord did not refuse, wrapping her big hands around her slender waist intimately, and the two of them walked several feet away in an instant.

"It's really lucky to be her again this year."

"Yes, I heard that she has soaked in it several times. The last time she broke through the void, it must be the credit of this spiritual spring."

"Not necessarily, the city lord must have given her some pointers. Finally, today he is willing to let us open our eyes. I'm afraid we will have a mouthful of spiritual spring with her again."

"Oh? Could it be that there are still several mouthfuls of this spiritual spring?"

"Isn't it? Just like his palace, there are three large pools and six small pools."

As soon as these words came out, the rest of the monks clapped their hands and sighed.

Yan Chongcan also showed the same expression when listening behind him, wondering how the Jiyu Shenjun manages such a family fortune, he really has extraordinary skills.

After walking through several corridors, the sound of water flow could be heard a little bit. Looking beyond the pavilion, amidst the excited voices of the monks, Yan Chongcan really saw the legendary spectacle.Even the night cannot cover the light of the jade-white waterfall, and the waterfall formed by the spiritual energy seems to come from the sky and fall into the spring water like the Milky Way.The three spiritual springs in the middle are round, and three smaller pools are added on each side, just like a belt with buttons, inlaid with beads and jade, which is too beautiful to behold.If it is said that the spiritual energy cultivated in the world is the intersection of raindrops, then this place is like a waterfall contending. The spiritual energy almost penetrates into the limbs and bones of people by itself, so much that it seems to be inexhaustible and inexhaustible. is the end.

"I once said that Yintai City is the only place of ultimate bliss in the world today. As the lord of the city, I should naturally share the joy with you. Just a few mouthfuls of the spring of spiritual essence, everyone can enjoy it to their heart's content." Ji Yu Shenjun raised his robe sleeves and entered a big spring with Fairy Silang in his arms. White mist rose and surrounded them, and they could no longer glimpse the scene.They did occupy one place.

The other monks couldn't be dissatisfied, they all hurriedly removed their clothes, scrambling to choose the spirit pool to enter, and sighed like nectar after a long drought.

Yan Zhongcan looked at this dumpling-like scene with amused expression, saying that it was a lie that he was not moved, but vigilance had long since overcome all temptations, and he glanced at his senior brother: "What should we do now, shall we go in together?"

"No need." Si Jue seemed to have planned for a long time, "We can take this opportunity to visit the City Lord's Mansion."

Yan Chongcan immediately agreed, and sighed: "I didn't expect this." Now the god of the extreme region is having fun with Fairy Silang in the pool, and the other monks have long since known the world. It is a good time for them to search the City Lord's Mansion to collect information.

There was no time for hesitation, they looked at each other, agreed to meet at the door at a good time, and left separately.

Dragons and tigers are hidden in the mansion of the city lord, and the black-armored guards are even more mysterious and powerful. Yan Chongcan is still nervous with the hidden magic weapon brought out from the virtual world.

There are many rooms and the terrain is complicated. Although it is late at night, the maids are still walking around, and there are very few empty rooms.Yan Chongcan concealed his body and deftly passed behind a guard. The slight wave of spiritual energy did not alert them.He jumped through the open window and landed soundlessly.The ground here was full of sundries, but fortunately he was agile so he didn't make any noise.

Looking around, it seems that this is just a utility room, the cabinet is also in a mess, there are everything, even the calligraphy and paintings that the Jiyu Shenjun practiced casually are placed in it, it seems that he is narcissistic to the extreme.

There are ten boxes full of words alone, Yan Chongcan opened it carefully, thinking that the search must be careful, so he looked at it carefully.At first, these characters were nothing unusual, but they were written in various fonts, such as "pure heart and tranquility", "extreme", "dao heart", "the struggle for the great way", and "what is the reason". There are also some insights.By the time he reached the sixth box, he had already scanned hundreds of words, and when he randomly picked out another one, Yan Chongcan gasped for breath, and finally found a trace of comfort that was not in vain.

On the paper are the four big characters on the back of the paper, "Endless, eternal struggle".

When he was still a piece of jade, he also heard Honglin say these four words.

At that time, Honglin took him to fish by the small river in the virtual world. He didn't even have bait on his fishing rod. He just quietly watched the setting sun fishing, gently stroking the jade he picked up, and talking to himself vaguely. , "There is no end, there is no end, there is always a fight, and there is nothing to fight for. The avenue exists, but if the heart is narrow, how to walk along. After a few years, I have found my right way. The madman is nowhere to be found, and I must be there." Subtle cultivation. Lord Lianxin, only you, are you still in the mist and don't know how to repent..."

Tongshen, a maniac, and the Lord of Refining Hearts.

These three names that had appeared in his memory were finally connected together.

Is the God of the Extreme Realm the Lord of Refining Heart?While his heart was shaking, Yan Chongcan printed this piece of paper with spiritual paper, and was about to leave.He's been here too long.

The same way he jumped out of the window, this time the guard turned his head in his direction, but fortunately he didn't see anything.

He walked under the wall like a nocturnal wild cat, and saw a row of patrolling guards entering the corridor aggressively. Yan Zhongcan narrowed his eyes. There were rivers on both sides of the corridor, and there were guards when he turned around. His thoughts suddenly changed. Flying up to the roof, he took advantage of the situation to look down the whole mansion, but he didn't see Si Jue.

When the guards walked away, Yan Chongcan was about to jump down again, but his body suddenly stopped, and he couldn't move at all.

He gritted his teeth and tried to use the spiritual energy, but it still had no effect, and instead made the spiritual energy almost disordered.

"We meet again." The majestic voice entered his ears first, and then the back of the man appeared in front of his eyes, just like the last time in the illusion.But this time he clearly knew that he was still on the roof, and what he saw was only a half-illusion and half-real picture.

Half-body two-dimensional blur!

Yan Chongcan broke out in cold sweat instantly.

With such a superb technique, his spiritual consciousness is so powerful that people just want to admire him.

The god of the extreme domain seemed to be very interested in him: "You really have a breath that I am familiar with... Who is the breath that I miss so much? Can you explain it to me?"

"You are joking, I am separated from you by heaven, how can I get familiarity?"

"The ants always think they are cunning rabbits, jumping up and down, talking about him, but they don't know that they often lead to murder."

Yan Chongcan trembled uncontrollably, but the voice in his consciousness was still steady: "I really don't know, junior."

"Forget it, even if it's an ant, it's slightly more useful to release it back into the world than to turn it into mud." The man's coercion was suddenly released, he waved his hand, and a cloud of blue light quickly penetrated into Yan Chongcan's heart.

"Hmm..." He opened his eyes wide in pain, almost thinking that his heart had been dug out by him.

The words of the God of the Extreme Realm controlled everything about him like the voice of heaven: "Surrender to me, use it for me, hibernate in the world, give me the information I want, go."

He bowed deeply, his eyes no longer focused, he followed the instructions in a daze, and his figure floated to the gate of the mansion like a ghost.He seemed to hear the faint laughter of the God of the Extreme Region: "When the time comes, I will always know..."

He stood there blankly like a puppet, no longer in a flying spirit.