After Lin Xuanji left, Su Zimo took out the map and compared it carefully.
A moment later, Su Zimo was surprised to find that this place was located in the central area of the Zhou Dynasty, less than ten miles away from the royal city!
The small teleportation talisman was sacrificed in the ancient ruins and was teleported to the vicinity of the Great Zhou King's City.
After the battle in Dongling Valley, Su Zimo fled and was getting further and further away from Piaomiao Peak.
If there is no other means, with Su Zimo's foundation-building level, starting from here, even if he travels day and night without sleep, it will take several months to return to Piaomiao Peak.
Su Zimo was worried about the safety of everyone in Piaomiao Peak. He pondered for a while and planned to go to the royal city to take a look first, maybe he could get some news.
Su Zimo put away the map, took Ye Ling and his sword into the air, and galloped towards the royal city.
Half an hour later, a towering black city wall gradually appeared at the junction of the ground and the sky ahead.
The city wall rises from the ground and continues to spread to the left and right, with no end in sight!
Just looking from a distance, you can feel the majesty of this city!
Like an ancient divine dragon, lying on the horizon.
"Is this the King's City of the Great Zhou Dynasty?"
The closer you get to this city, the more majestic it becomes.
Compared with the city in front of you, the King's City of Yan is like the comparison between a mansion and the city. They are far apart.
When you get closer, you can clearly see the traces of wind, frost, rain and snow on the surface of the city wall, making them mottled and old, but this city still stands here, indestructible and unshakable for countless years!
Because this was the center of the Zhou Dynasty.
Where the emperor is, the capital of the dynasty!
In the direction of the city wall facing Su Zimo, three tall city gates were opened. There were many royal city guards standing on both sides. There was a constant flow of people, and more than half of them were cultivators!
"Hey, that monk, flying below the Golden Core realm is prohibited in the royal city, come down quickly!"
At this moment, a sound of scolding came from the city gate, interrupting Su Zimo's meditation.
Before he knew it, Su Zimo had already flown with his sword and arrived at the gate of the royal city. It was he who the royal city guard below said.
Even vassal states like the Yan State have various rules in their royal cities, not to mention that the city in front of them is the royal city of the Zhou Dynasty!
Su Zimo withdrew his flying sword, landed at the city gate, and followed the crowd towards the city.
Su Zimo looked carefully and saw that the guards of the royal city on both sides would charge ten spiritual stones as a fee to enter the city when encountering cultivators.
Qi practitioners receive ten low-grade spiritual stones, and foundation-building monks receive ten medium-grade spiritual stones.
As for Jin Dan Zhenren, he can enter the city directly.
Su Zimo didn't object to these rules and didn't want to get into trouble, so he casually handed over ten middle-grade spiritual stones to the guard.
A guard saw that it was Su Zimo's first time coming to the royal city, and he kindly reminded him that there were many rules in the royal city and asked him to pay more attention.
If you break the rules, it is normal to be expelled from the royal city directly, or to be beheaded in public!
Su Zimo thanked him and walked into the city.
Arriving at the royal city, Su Zimo nodded secretly.
The aura inside the royal city is obviously richer than outside.
There should be an expert in formations who arranged a huge spirit-gathering formation inside and outside the Great Zhou Dynasty to achieve this effect.
Su Zimo walked through the long street paved with bluestones, lost in thought.
Even Jindan Zhenren cannot achieve true inedia and still needs to eat.
Only by stepping into the Nascent Soul realm can one possess supreme magical power, swallow rain and dew, absorb the essence of heaven and earth, the energy of the sun and moon, nourish the body, and achieve fasting.
Therefore, in the city of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the most well-informed place is the restaurant.
Su Zimo looked up and saw a two-story restaurant not far away on the left.
It's not yet noon, but there are already many guests inside, most of whom are cultivators.
When Su Zimo entered this restaurant, he did not go to the private room on the second floor. Instead, he found a seat by the window on the first floor, ordered something to eat, and sat down.
Before long, there were gradually more and more people on the first floor.
Many monks gathered together in twos and threes to discuss recent events in the world of cultivation.
Su Zimo drank and listened attentively, not in a hurry.
After a long time, an unknown monk in the crowd suddenly said: "There are still more than two years until the sect competition. I think Piaomiao Peak will be miserable this time."
"Yes, just because there has been such a big change in Piaomiao Peak, there must be a lot of vacancies on the top four rankings. It all depends on who can win one of them."
"No, I see that many sects and monks are eyeing the ancient ruins and thinking about getting a treasure there. When the time comes, they will definitely shine in the sect competition."
While everyone was discussing, a monk in green shirt appeared out of nowhere and suddenly asked: "I heard that many foundation-building monks from Piaomiao Peak were besieged and killed in Dongling Valley. What happened to the disciples from Piaomiao Peak? , how much did you escape?"
Many monks looked sideways and looked at Su Zimo who asked the question with strange eyes.
Su Zimo smiled coquettishly and said: "I've been practicing outside all the time. I just came back and this is the first time I've heard about it."
"oh."
Many monks suddenly understood and nodded.
Someone said: "This siege has severely damaged the vitality of Piaomiao Peak. According to what I know, of the many foundation-building disciples in Piaomiao Peak, only a dozen people escaped. Of the three major inheritance disciples, two died in that battle."
After all, the entire army was not wiped out, which made Su Zimo feel a little better.
But he was still worried about the safety of Little Fatty and Lengrou.
"Where are the Jindan Masters at Piaomiao Peak, how are they?" Su Zimo thought for a while and asked again.
"Worse!"
The monk next to him shook his head and said: "It is said that there are five Jindan Daoist people in Piaomiao Peak, but one of them escaped and was seriously injured. I don't know whether he is alive or dead."
Su Zimo sighed secretly in his heart.
As others have said, this time the blow to Piaomiao Peak is too great!
Almost all the top monks in the Foundation Establishment Realm were lost in the Dongling Valley.
I just don’t know who the escaped Jindan master is, the leader of Wenxuan or Elder Yu
At this moment, another monk said: "I heard a news. It is said that none of the Piaomiao Peak disciples could escape this time, and something happened on the battlefield. A Piaomiao Peak disciple chose to sacrifice himself in order to save his fellow disciples, Attracted most of the enemies..."
"Yeah, I heard that too. It's such a pity that such a person died." The other person shook his head with regret on his face.
Su Zimo realized that the Piaomiao Peak disciple mentioned by these two people should be him, but it was very different from the real situation.
"Actually, that person may not be dead." Su Zimo said casually.
"Hey!"
One person sneered: "Being chased by several Jindan Daoists and watched by many Foundation Establishment monks, how can you still be alive?"
Another monk also said: "If I don't die, I will twist my head off on the spot and kick it for everyone..."