Chapter 126 Baiyujing, Xing Tian the Gatekeeper

"Once you enter Baiyujing, you have no control over anything. Have you thought it through? Or you may freeze to death outside the city. The wind and snow in West Kunlun are biting and will kill your life. Your cultivation is average, so I think I will be able to collect your body in a short while."

A head poked out from the doorway, making a laughing sound.

Yang Jian did not hesitate for long.

Nuwa asked him to come to West Kunlun, and she must have wanted him to go in and take a look.

The Demon Eye said that the smell in the city was the scent of red hydrangeas.

This means that this place is under the control of Nuwa.

His body shook, the snow and wind fell off his body, and he was about to step into the city.

"Bang~"

A muffled sound suddenly rang in his ears, as if a watermelon had fallen to the ground and broken into pieces. Yang Jian felt a few spots of warmth on his face.

[Spirit +1]

The essence and spirit enter the body!

That means someone died around him.

When he turned around, he saw a human-shaped body fallen to the ground that was not covered by the wind and snow, and torn into pieces.

Its exposed skin is covered with hair, and its original shape can be vaguely seen.

It's a monkey.

The next moment, the originally bright fur quickly aged and then turned into ashes.

"Hey~ This guy couldn't hold on any longer and jumped out of the city to commit suicide!"

The head sticking out of the city gate sneered, as if this kind of scene was nothing new to him.

"Do you want to come in? If not, I'll close the door and you can just wait to freeze to death outside."

he urged.

What does Baiyujing look like?

At this moment, Yang Jian came in and found that it was an endless city made entirely of white jade.

Twelve towering attics stand in the center.

Above the city, a huge red sun was hanging in the sky, emitting a bloody glow.

“It’s really a red hydrangea.”

Demon Eye's voice was somewhat solemn.

When Yang Jian looked up, he found that the sun was exactly the same as the red ball in the hands of Fairy Caixia in the past.

It's just much bigger now.

Infinite vitality hung from it, sinking into the city below and blocking the wind and snow from the outside world.

As Yang Jian breathed in and out autonomously, he couldn't help but inhale the vitality brought down by the red hydrangea. The coldness in his body faded away, and the blood color returned to his face.

After the cold subsided, he finally realized that the wind and snow outside were not cold, but death.

The longer you stand in the wind and snow, your vitality will be gradually wiped out.

No wonder his body is so strong and difficult to resist.

The vitality of the falling red hydrangea is the nemesis of endless death.

"Fellow Daoist, you should know that this place is Baiyujing. Now that you have come in, you are one of my Daoists. I will introduce you to them."

When Yang Jian heard the voice and looked back, he found that the thing that came out of the city gate and spoke was just a head.

The head was like a ball of hair, with hair and beard growing wildly, hanging down to the ground like its body.

Yang Jian bowed and said, "I am Yang Jian. I came here to seek the Queen Mother of the West and ask for the elixir of immortality." "Yang Jian, right? Then there is no need to look for it anymore. The elixir of immortality is right under your feet."

Yang Jian looked down and saw only the white jade floor.

"Chi~"

The head sneered, "This is the Immortal Kingdom of the Queen Mother of the West. Anyone who is in Baiyujing can enjoy immortality. As for the precious things like the elixir of immortality, only the people of Woye Country can enjoy it. They live in the twelfth floor. If you have the ability, go and ask for it. Don't go to the Queen Mother of the West. The Queen Mother of the West has been in a bad temper for the past few hundred thousand years. No one who went to see her came out alive in the end."

Yang Jian began to feel confused. The person in front of him obviously didn't know that the Queen Mother of the West had disappeared. Then who was the Queen Mother of the West he was talking about?
"I don't know how to call you a friend?"

"Xingtian!"

The dark head said nonchalantly.

Punishment day?

Isn’t Xing Tiannan the guy who uses pear trees as eyes? How could it be the head in front of him?

Yang Jian was stunned when he heard this.

"It seems that you have heard of my name, and you find it strange, right? That unethical fellow from the Youxiong clan chopped off my head, but fortunately my head moved fast, so I escaped with my life. As a result, my body was turned into a puppet by that fellow. He controlled my remaining body and used my name to gather forces that were disloyal to him, and wiped them out. I only have my head left, and I can only hide in Baiyujing and survive as a watchdog."

Yang Jian was amazed by the ancient secret history told by Xing Tian.

However, he didn't dare to call him fellow Taoist anymore, because Xing Tian was thousands of years older than him.

"Senior Xing Tian, ​​where can I see the Queen Mother of the West?"

Yang Jian bowed again.

"Why don't you understand, kid? I've already told you that the elixir of immortality is not prepared for you. Only the citizens of Woye can enjoy it. Woye has been on good terms with the Queen Mother of the West since ancient times, and has received a promise from the Queen Mother of the West to protect her entire people from death and reincarnation. For ordinary people to want the elixir of immortality is no different from seeking death."

Xing Tian felt quite annoyed and flew around Yang Jian.

He gestured to Yang Jian to look at the twelve towering attics.

"The dwarf in there is from the Woye Country. They have consumed the elixir of immortality and have become the elixir themselves. If you have the ability, just catch one and try. There is no need to go see the Queen Mother of the West.

You have to hurry up. If you stay here for too long, your cultivation will dissipate and you will become just a mortal."

"mortal?"

Yang Jian looked puzzled.

"Do you think that immortality in Baiyujing is free of charge? Although you can live forever here, you cannot practice cultivation for your entire life. If you cannot practice cultivation, your cultivation will be worn away by time, and you will end up trapped in this place that is like a cage. It is said that you can live forever, but it is more like an endless cage. The monkey outside the city gate should be dead by now. Ten thousand years ago, this monkey had already become an immortal, but it could not survive the great calamity, so it could only come to Baiyujing to find a way to survive. Now you see that he has jumped off the city wall and died, isn't he just like a mortal?"

Xing Tian said casually.

Yang Jian soon discovered something strange. Xingtian's head was said to be a waste of his cultivation, so why could it fly?

Xing Tian saw Yang Jian's doubts, "Of course it's because I live in the twelfth floor. Only the twelfth floor will not be worn out, and there is enough Tao rhyme for cultivation. In this city, if you want to live in the twelfth floor, you have to be useful. Either you can fight and make a name for yourself among the five cities, or you have to be pretty enough to be the concubine of the people of Woye. I think you are pretty, you can try to sell your looks, and then trick two people from Woye out, and you will get the elixir of immortality. Then you can come to find me, and I will open the city gate for you. Then you and I can live forever in the outside world, and after practicing for a million or ten years, it will be easy to be called the ancestor of the sect, and I can also go to find that old Xuanyuan to avenge my hatred!"

Xing Tian looked excited.

"How about it, kid, have you thought about it?"

A strange thought flashed through Yang Jian's mind. If these people of Woye Kingdom could really be used as an elixir of immortality, then Nuwa would never have said that the Queen Mother of the West had disappeared with the elixir of immortality.

There are only two possibilities, either Nuwa is lying, or the head of Xingtian in front of us is lying.

If he had to choose someone to believe in, Yang Jian chose Nuwa.

But he decided to play along with Xing Tian first so that he could get to know Baiyujing better. Then he would understand what Nuwa wanted him to do by asking him to come here.

He nodded seriously: "Okay!"

　A bit cavin.

　　I may not be able to write 10,000 words today.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)