48. Chapter 48 The wonders of the city gate

Author: Lan Qin

Chapter 48 The wonders of the city gate

There are many cities named after the word "holy" in the world, but the most famous one is the city in front of you.

Endless years ago, at an unknown period, this place was a mountain thousands of miles high, deep, lonely, and extremely dangerous. No one set foot there on weekdays.

However, things are unpredictable, and an extremely terrible turmoil broke out. Many creatures came here to avoid the disaster. Just when the disaster was about to come to their heads again, a Holy Spirit appeared from the sky, stopped the disaster, and reversed the situation.

The birth of this place was like the arrival of a god from heaven, bringing hope to the living beings at that time.

Although the Hundred Thousand Miles Mountain collapsed later and no one among them knew its whereabouts, they knew its origins, so the living beings who were still alive at that time built this city to commemorate it!

The Holy City was destroyed several times. The most serious one was when it was irrigated by the Tianhe River, which turned it into a large lake, bordered by rivers, and disappeared for a long time.

Later, a human monk appeared. His cultivation was unparalleled in the world. He used great magical power to remove the water from the Tianhe River and rebuild the holy city here.

Now, the word "Holy City" that Weiwei saw was still written by him. Weiwei stared at it for a long time and sighed, "Although it has been baptized by the years, looking at its divine form, it seems as if it is still in front of me."

"You are so shameless! Human monk, don't pretend to be a ghost. What are you talking nonsense about?" Heihe said coldly. She observed the whole journey and saw nothing unusual. Now she was very sure that Weiwei was an ordinary human cultivator.

Weiwei glanced at Heihe. Along the way, he had shown hostility to her dozens of times in just three hours. She moved her eyes to the moat and said lightly: "It's just a sigh. The word "Holy City" has an ancient rhyme.

It still exists and circulates endlessly, and I don’t know what kind of person left it.”

"Haha, human monk, it's just two ordinary handwritings. Do you still want to decipher some holy meaning?" Heihe glanced at the word "Holy City". It was rusty, the font was incomplete, what a shabby thing, she

He was disdainful in his heart and had a look of ridicule on his face.

"A person, a powerful person, a person of noble virtue," Weiwei said calmly.

"He once stood there and wrote inscriptions by himself. Even now, people can still see his figure." Weiwei said seriously.

Upon hearing this, Qingying looked at the word Holy City again and again, showing a puzzled expression.

Qingmu Town and others, such as Mo Qingzhou, looked in disbelief, "Can you tell someone from this?"

He has come so many times, why can't he see it once? Mo Qingzhou scratched the back of his head and looked at Weiwei in confusion.

"Hahaha... Human monk, you can't even make up a similar lie," Hei He laughed and laughed, out of breath. She suddenly stopped smiling and said coldly: "He is indeed a human monk, treacherous.

Cunning and full of nonsense.”

Heihe didn't care about anything else. When he saw Weiwei saying such crazy words, he immediately started mocking her.

Weiwei was extremely calm, standing quietly at the head of the boat, her eyes far-reaching, and she was speechless for a long time.

Qingying frowned and said nothing. She looked at Heihe and felt extremely disgusted in her heart. However, due to the identity of that person, she could not teach him a lesson.

"people……"

There was a "bang", before the words could be heard, they were interrupted by a wave of sound. A white-haired old man shouted loudly, which seemed to explode the air. He jumped out and stepped onto the Shenzhou, saying: "

A nameless little demon, one mouthful of human monks, what's your precious thing, a crow?"

"You..." Heihe wanted to speak, but found that there was an invisible huge force impacting him, like a mountain pressing down on him, and he couldn't move even if he wanted to.

The white-haired old man looked around and said: "What this little friend said is indeed true. There is indeed a figure visible on it, but no one has seen it for too long, so many people have gradually forgotten it."

"These two words were left by Lin Feiyu, the extremely powerful man who built this city."

Before anyone could react too much, a strange change slowly appeared, attracting everyone's attention.

The dragon fish went first, colorful and thousands of fish jumped up.

"Look, what a beautiful fish!"

The water of the Tianhe River rolled up, and the originally calm water surface suddenly became rippled. A crystal clear water bridge connected the two places, one end in the Holy City and the other end in front of Weiwei.

"This is..." The white-haired old man looked at the figures on the top of the city with surprise and uncertainty in his eyes.

Weiwei carefully observed the word "Holy City", and was attracted by the aura in it. The center of her eyebrows shone unconsciously. Her consciousness was beating, resonating with the figure who wrote the word "Holy City". She breathed and breathed, and as her spirit beat, she seemed to

Learned a wonderful mysterious method.

The mysterious method is simple and complicated, and Weiwei cannot understand it for a while. She feels that she can go further, so the fairy eyes are passively opened, and a bright light shines in her eyes, but in the blink of an eye, Weiwei's eyes change again.

Everything became ordinary, and a flash of green light soothed Weiwei's mind.

She stepped onto the bridge and looked at the man calmly. She had seen him from the beginning.

This figure was facing Weiwei sideways. He had no emotions, as if it was just a program. He stopped the movements in his hands and demonstrated a set of palm techniques. Weiwei followed his movements. Gradually, her speed became faster and faster.

It was coming faster and faster, and most of the people around her couldn't see Weiwei's movements clearly. They just felt that an extremely smooth plane gathered in front of her, and an invisible energy slowly rose from it.

"boom"

The water of the Tianhe River flows up, and waterspouts surround Weiwei. She demonstrates the palm technique again, and then all the waterspouts return to the moat.

Weiwei's eyes were clear and bright. She didn't say anything, she just glanced at Heihe flatly.

"Okay!" "Okay!" "Okay!"

The crowd below cheered loudly. It was the first time they saw such a scene, and they thought it was a new sideshow, and they all asked for another one.

"one comes!"

"another one!"

The crowd below shouted, they cheered loudly and were extremely excited.

Weiwei glanced at the crowd helplessly. She took one step out and disappeared instantly. The next moment, she appeared on the Shenzhou, looking curiously at the white-haired old man in front of her.

"I can't believe it, I can't believe that someone can do it to this extent," the white-haired old man sighed.

"What does this mean?" Weiwei asked doubtfully.

"It is said that back then, at the top of the Holy City, nine dragons fought for the pearl. Now you can summon nine water dragons by yourself. You are truly gifted!" The white-haired old man's tone was very envious, and there was indescribable excitement on his face.

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After hearing this, Weiwei became even more confused. What was going on? She had to ask again, "Old sir, what's so special about this water dragon?"

The white-haired old man pondered: "This matter is a long story. How about we go to the city to discuss it in detail?"
Chapter completed!