Immortal Path to Heaven

Chapter 1158: Beishan City

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After everyone left, only Ouyang Ming and a few starry sky hunters were left on the giant flying boat.

Baldhead and the others had a place to stay in the city ahead and invited Ouyang Ming to accompany them, but they were rejected by Ouyang Ming.

Everyone just met by chance, and Ouyang Ming didn't want to have too much interaction with them. In this place, he was just a passing guest.

Beishan City is just a small border town, because it is one of the gateways to and from Zhenwu Continent, so it is fairly famous.

During the few months on the giant flying boat, Ouyang Ming had some basic understanding of Zhenwu Continent from what everyone said.

The Zhenwu Continent is huge. From the outside, it looks endless. It is surrounded by chaos. No one has ever seen the edge of the continent.

There are many sects in the continent, and the sects rule this boundless continent. Under the sects, there are cities.

Cities also have levels, which are rated based on the size of the area, the strength of the sect behind them, and many other factors.

It is divided into soldier-level cities, general-level main cities, and supreme fairy cities.

The population of military-level cities is relatively small, and the sects behind them are generally second- and third-rate. Such cities have the largest number in Zhenwu Continent, and they can be seen everywhere.

General-level main cities are very rare. They must rely on first-class sects and require various other conditions to be produced. They are so rare that they can be counted on two hands in the entire Zhenwu Continent.

Up above is the top-level Supreme Immortal City. As you can see from the name, the Immortal City has the supreme status in Zhenwu Continent. There are only three supreme immortal cities in the entire continent.

Immortal City has gathered almost half of the continent's elites, and the three top sects behind them are also the core strength of the human race.

The influence of many sects on Zhenwu Continent almost covers the entire human race.

The distance between the island and Beishan City is not far. Before entering the city, Ouyang Ming found a secluded place and released Xiao Hong.

Xiaohong has grown a lot in size after breaking through to the emperor's realm. It has been hiding in the poison pill world for a long time. Now that it has left the dangerous place, there is no need for him to stay there.

"Shrink a little bit." Ouyang Ming glanced around and then said.

Xiaohong is from the Phoenix tribe. After all, this is the territory of the human race, so it’s better not to reveal her identity. Although there is no hatred between the human race and the Phoenix race, Xiaohong will definitely be watched as long as she appears in the crowd.

The fiery red feathers on Xiaohong's body fluttered, and then her body shrank a lot, becoming the size of a palm.

He looked like a red sparrow, and no one would associate him with the extremely arrogant Phoenix Clan.

After shrinking, Xiaohong flew onto Ouyang Ming's shoulder.

He looked around with a puzzled look on his face, "Xiao Mingzi, where is this?"

He felt that the surroundings were very strange. The rich spiritual energy of heaven and earth was almost comparable to the main star of their Phoenix clan.

Ouyang Ming replied: "This is Zhenwu Continent, you should know this place."

Xiao Hong has lived in the Feng Clan in the Great Thousand World for a long time, so she naturally understands the Zhenwu Continent.

This is the core of the human race, where the top sects of the human race gather.

"Xiao Mingzi, what are you doing here?" Xiao Hong asked.

Ouyang Ming looked at the city in the distance and said, "I am looking for a kind of fairy medicine. I heard that it is available in Xuantian Sect."

"Xuan Tian Sect!"

Hearing the name, Xiao Hong's face immediately became serious, "Xiao Mingzi, is that fairy medicine important? Xuantian Sect is very powerful, and we must not conflict with them."

Xiao Hong was a little anxious. He had heard about the horrors of Xuantian Sect.

Ouyang Ming smiled slightly, "That elixir is very important to me, as it affects whether I can take revenge in the future. But you don't need to get excited. I didn't say I had to conflict with them. What if they beg to give it to me? "

Xiaohong rolled her eyes, thinking Ouyang Ming was joking. Even the Phoenix Clan is on an equal footing with the Xuantian Sect. It is not that difficult to make them bow their heads.

Ouyang Ming did not intend to dwell on this issue any longer. He stood up and left. "Let's go to the city ahead first. Xuantian Sect is a long way away. I plan to buy some materials and forge a flying boat."

"You don't seem to have the skills to forge a flying boat." Xiaohong complained on Ouyang Ming's shoulder.

"Can't we just study?" Ouyang Ming said lightly. The scenery around them quickly retreated, and in the blink of an eye they were under the city wall.

"Flying is not allowed in the city!"

Before approaching the city, a cold shout came from above Beishan City.

Ouyang Ming quickly landed on the ground. There was such a rule. No wonder he didn't see anyone flying in just now.

There is no circle without rules. Each city has its own unique rules, which is a manifestation of the wisdom of the ruler. Of course, rules are not absolute unless you have the strength to break them. After becoming powerful, you can also become a rule maker.

If there is no premise of strength, then you should abide by it honestly.

The general on the city wall saw that Ouyang Ming was honest and stopped paying attention. He was not surprised. Every year, many people came from outside the world, and many of them did not understand the rules.

It's okay to cooperate with them. If not, the general touched a sword hanging on his waist. With his sword, he had killed a dozen unruly people.

Ouyang Ming had just arrived, so he naturally didn't think about breaking any rules. He dropped to the ground and looked around.

The city wall is very tall, several hundred meters above the ground, with flashing runes and many formations on it.

Ahead is a small river, the water is so deep that even a fallen feather sinks straight into it.

Above is a wooden bridge, and everyone entering the city needs to cross it.

"The entrance fee is one hundred yuan of medium-grade spiritual coins."

The guard guarding the gate glanced at Xiaohong on Ouyang Ming's shoulder, and then said mechanically.

Beishan City is a small place on the border, and these city entry fees are also a huge amount of income for the city managers.

One hundred middle-grade spiritual coins were only one high-grade spiritual coin. Ouyang Ming took out one from Changyu's bracelet and handed it over.

After paying the money, you can see the scene in the city. Beishan City is not big, but it is also very lively.

In the streets and alleys, there are all kinds of places for life and enjoyment.

The streets were crowded with people and the market was extremely lively. In the city, Ouyang Ming saw not many experts.

Most of the people were only in the spirit realm, there were very few people in the venerable realm, and Ouyang Ming didn't see anyone in the emperor realm.

This is the normal state of the world. You cannot compare yourself to the people on the giant flying boat. People who can leave the mainland are all elites.

Ouyang Ming has also seen many ordinary people who are not even in the realm of spiritual beings. They do the simplest but arduous work and are the lowest level in the city.

"Xiao Mingzi, I want to eat candied haws on a stick." Xiaohong's eyes were attracted by an old man selling candied haws on a stick.

On the stall next to the old man, there were dozens of bunches of candied haws, which were large and round and looked very attractive.

Naturally, Ouyang Ming would not refuse Xiaohong's request. He walked over and asked, "How much does it cost, old man?"

When the old man saw the business coming, he said with a smile: "Two low-grade spiritual coins."

"Two skewers!"

Ouyang Ming took out a high-grade spiritual coin and threw it over.

Spirit coins are the currency used in transactions in the world. Ouyang Ming's spirit coins are all high-grade. He exchanged them from Long Er. After excluding the expenses on the road, there are only more than 300 yuan left.

The old man held the high-grade spirit coin, his old palms trembling slightly, "Sir, I don't have that many spirit coins to give you.

This high-grade spiritual coin is equivalent to ten thousand low-grade spiritual coins, which can be used to buy five thousand candied haws.

Unlike in the starry sky, in small cities, only low-grade and medium-grade spiritual coins are generally used for transactions.

Keep the change, please.

Ouyang Ming waved his hand grandly. It was just a high-grade spiritual coin, not much.

Different levels naturally lead to different visions. Ouyang Ming didn't understand what this high-grade spiritual coin represented in the eyes of ordinary people.

Maybe after several years of hard work, they won't be able to earn even a dollar.

"Thank you, sir. Thank you, sir." The old man had a look of ecstasy on his face. While thanking him, he took out the two largest ones from the shelf and handed them to Ouyang Ming.

Ouyang Ming gave a candied haws to Xiaohong. Even though she was now smaller, she was still holding the candied haws firmly.

People on the street saw a strange scene. A red bird the size of a palm stood on the shoulder of a young man, holding a candied haws bigger than himself and eating it in small bites.

Such a scene seems a bit strange no matter how you look at it.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

Ouyang Ming was biting the fruit in his mouth when he suddenly heard the sound of a cold drink coming from ahead.

Several black horses came galloping from a distance.

People on the road hurriedly moved out of the way. Those who had no time to dodge were knocked out, vomiting blood at the mouth, and were seriously injured.

The black horse was also a spiritual beast, and its strength was astonishing. Ouyang Ming frowned and took a step back to the roadside.

After a moment, the horse galloped forward.

Among the two black horses running at the front, one is a red woman, and the other is a fair-faced young man.

"Miss Aoshuang, look over there."

The young rich man saw the red bird on Ou Yangming's shoulder in the crowd. Xiaohong's little body looks very funny holding the candied haws.

The woman in red turned her head, her eyes brightened slightly, and the horse neighed and stopped next to Ouyang Ming.

"Little pretty boy, give the bird on your shoulder to this princess!"

Ouyang Ming frowned, raised his eyelids slightly, and glanced at the young men on the horse.

Xiao Hong's expression was not good either. When did he turn into a bird? He is a great Phoenix Clan. Xiaohong was not satisfied with Dahuang calling him this, let alone a few small human races.

"Princess, look, that little bird seems to be angry."

The young master next to him looked at Xiaohong's humanized appearance and said with a smile.

(End of chapter)