Nanyang City, as the capital of Nanping State, is so prosperous that no other city can compare to it.
Even the General City of Eternal Night, which they had visited before, was not as large as this city.
Although the city is not the square and beautiful type, but is more like an oval fortress, it is huge enough that you can't see it when you look at it from inside the city. You will only feel that it is well connected.
In this city, huge buildings stand everywhere. In the south, there is a towering pagoda, which is the location of the Soundless Gate. In the north, there is a huge palace. In the center of the palace, there is a small round palace, which seems to be open-air.
Song Yin flew directly into the city and headed straight for the headquarters of the Soundless Sect.
He did not avoid people when flying, so ordinary people could see him and did not think there was anything strange about it. They just kneeled down subconsciously when they saw a god.
These people looked numb, without any fluctuation on their faces. They would kneel down when they met a god, as if it was something they were born to know.
This made Song Yin even angrier.
From his Dharma eyes, he could see that the city was filled with resentment and the anger of mortals was generated all the time, even into the appearance of monsters. However, these monsters quickly dissipated before they could take shape.
It seemed to be eaten.
The two largest waves were the headquarters of the Soundless Gate and the imperial palace.
"Don't kneel down!"
Song Yin, who was originally preparing to rush straight to the palace, suddenly shouted loudly. The sound was like thunder, exploding in the city, shocking the kneeling mortals and making them look confused.
The gods won't let them kneel.
Then just don’t kneel.
The mortals in the city took one look at the man in heaven and stood up again.
It seems that he doesn't take it seriously at all. He kneels when he is told to kneel, and doesn't kneel when he is told not to kneel. The gods have spoken, and we have to obey them.
"Stand up, everyone stand up. From now on, mortals do not need to kneel down to Qi Refiners. If someone asks you to kneel down, they must be evil!" Song Yin shouted loudly.
"This fellow Taoist's words are biased."
Suddenly, a powerful voice rang out from the city.
Song Yin looked down and saw a bald man suddenly appeared on the street. He bowed to the person above him and said, "I am Zhu Chengcai, the founder of the sect. Nice to meet you, Taoist friend. You look unfamiliar. I wonder which sect you are from?"
Being able to fly, and fly so smoothly, he must be a land immortal.
Even if it is not, it is still a famous and authentic family with magic weapons for the cultivators in the Qi Refining Realm to use.
After all, behind this person, there were two other people, one stepping on a silver cloud and the other sitting on a lotus platform.
It's not just the Youshengwusheng Sect that lives in Nanyang City. Some of their sects, which do not compete with the Youshengwusheng Sect for the will of mortals, are all here.
The sect he founded was one of them.
They say they are the founders of a sect, but in reality their sect is divided into two parts, and they make a living by robbing mortals. To put it bluntly, they are robbers. It's just that the founder obtained the secret method of cultivation from them, and thus became a sect.
They had no conflict with the Soundless Sect. After all, robbing mortals could create conflicts and everyone got what they needed.
As a Qi Refiner, although he could not afford to offend the Shengwumen in this city, he could of course take and give away whatever he wanted to mortals. It was natural for mortals to kneel down. He also knelt down when he met an immortal. It was because he became an immortal that he escaped from the sufferings of mortals and achieved freedom.
It is a wonder in itself that a Qi-refining master from a famous and authentic family would actually become angry over whether a mortal kneels or not.
But since we are all on the same path, there's nothing wrong with asking. Maybe we can get in touch with each other.
Song Yin glanced at him, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and frowned, "Evil way!"
"Brother, leave it to me!"
Sun Jiubei, who came from behind, said nothing. The silver cloud fell and scattered on the ground. Silver light flashed around his body, forming a suit of silver armor. He walked over in three or two steps. The spiritual eye between his eyebrows shone at the man. At the same time, his fist was shining with spiritual light, and before the man could react at all, he punched him in the dantian.
Bang!
With a dull thud, a hole was punched in the man's dantian by Sun Jiubei. The sudden injury made the man subconsciously take a few steps back. Just as he was about to speak, he saw Sun Jiubei swing his fist again, sweeping across and blowing his head off.
Just at this time, Zhang Feixuan and others finally arrived, and were stunned when they saw this scene.
"The evil ways in the city are up to you, and the foundation building realm is left to me!"
Song Yin shouted loudly in the sky and suddenly punched the pagoda where the Soundless Sect was stationed.
A thick pillar of white light followed his fist and headed straight for the pagoda palace.
boom!
…
At the headquarters of the Soundless Sect, a man was meditating on a cushion. There were incense burners placed around him and green smoke was curling around. The green smoke danced in the air for a while, and as he breathed, the green smoke seemed to be attracted, reaching around him and disappearing into his body.
"Master Chief, Master Chief."
Suddenly, there were sounds all around.
When the man opened his eyes, he saw a disciple suddenly appearing there.
"What's the matter?" The man frowned slightly.
"Master, the time agreed with His Majesty is coming." The disciple said cautiously, "It's time to set off."
"His Majesty?"
The man looked at the disciple deeply and said, "I understand. The war on the front line is urgent. Why are you still here? Go to the front line."
The disciple's eyes showed horror, "Master, I am sent by His Majesty."
The man waved his hand, interrupting him and asked, "Why? You are no longer a disciple of my Shengwusheng Sect?"
"yes"
"If so, then obey my orders, or do you dare to disobey the orders of the sect?"
"I'll clean it up right away"
The disciple pursed his lips, cupped his hands, and disappeared in a puff of smoke.
"snort!"
The man sneered, "Xin Ji, Xin Ji, when Nanping was divided, your ancestors cultivated bloodlines, and my master managed the mortal world. Now you have crossed the line. I am a disciple of the Soundless Sect, and you are not here to give orders to me."
As he spoke, he stood up and looked at the scenery outside the top floor, just in time to see the huge palace. "Yuan Chongsui and your uncle died, but you didn't care and pushed them to Beigao Country, just to refine your magical power. Well, let me see how your magical power is refined."
He moved his body and wisps of smoke came out from his body. Just as he was about to escape, suddenly, a white light came straight at him from the sky.
boom!!
The white light was like a comet, directly destroying the top floor of the pagoda.
Then, a thunder-like sound was heard.
"Evil Dao, come out!"
Song Yin stared at the flattened top floor, clenched his fists, and shouted loudly.
With his divine eyes, he could see that an atmosphere that was no less powerful than the General City was on this top floor.
That should be the evil leader of the Shengwusheng Sect. Before asking the royal family, we should first eliminate the evil here to avoid being an eyesore!