However, Yang Huang remained calm and nodded: "Of course, we have the Heaven-Opening Chemical Martial Artifact and the Heaven-breaking Art, which are invincible and unrivaled in the Semi-immortal World. The Dao Zhong Sect will stand firm in the Semi-Immortal Realm again.
It won’t be a problem for a thousand years.”
"Well, this is pretty much what I thought. Although we are a sin sect who was demoted to the semi-immortal world, after all, we have blood from the martial arts world. How can we be compared to the ordinary people there?"
Yang Huang didn't speak. He was always disgusted by such arguments, but it was this old man who spoke, so he didn't get angry easily.
"The fact that you came here at such a young age means that you have already reached a very high level in the Heaven-breaking Technique?" Nangongjiu asked again.
Yang Huang couldn't help but feel a thump in his heart. He didn't know anything about the Unprecedented Technique. If the old man asked him to show his hands to verify his identity, wouldn't it be...
"Grandpa Zeng, you are joking. At my age, I can have such high attainments. I'm just so-so."
Nangongjiu nodded: "No matter what your previous cultivation level was, I have to talk to you about something first."
"What?" Yang Huang was stunned.
Nangong Jiu said: "Now that you are here, you must forget the Heaven-breaking Art as soon as possible, and forget everything in the semi-immortal world. Because here you will no longer be the young sect master in the entire ancient continent, one person below ten thousand people.
Already."
"So that's it!" Yang Huang secretly felt relieved in his heart and nodded: "Grandpa Zeng taught me that the martial arts world has hidden dragons and crouching tigers, how can it be compared to the semi-immortal world? No matter how good I was in the semi-immortal world before, I still have to bury my head here.
To practice, start from the beginning.”
"Well, you are right to have this mentality. It took me and your grandfather a few years to change their mentality back then." Nangongjiu nodded appreciatively, "That will reassure me.
It’s okay, let’s continue on our way.”
The speed of the three of them increased again.
A strange feeling arose in Yang Huang's heart. He was a little confused. What was the purpose of Nangongjiu slowing down and speaking to him seriously?
The martial arts world is definitely incomparable to the semi-immortal world. Although the Nangong family is a sin sect, since they came up, their sins have been eliminated, and judging from the appearance of Nangongjiu and his son, they should not be doing too badly...
"We're almost there! I hope I can make it in time!" At this moment, Nangong Lu, who was rushing ahead,
, suddenly let out a cheer.
Yang Huang hurriedly looked up and saw that after crossing several hillsides, the mountain road was going down a slope. In front of them was a large piece of flat land.
A majestic market town was built on this flat land.
Whether in the Endless Sea or the Half-Immortal Realm, Yang Huang had seen market towns, but every market town he saw looked like a simple small village compared with the one in front of him.
This market town is very large. Looking from a high place, it stretches all the way within the field of vision. The endless pavilions and pavilions are densely packed together. Even if it is still some distance away, Yang Huang can imagine the majesty of it.
Magnificent.
"Where is that?" Yang Huang asked curiously.
"Huaqing Town! The Washington Palace is right there!" Nangongjiu turned around and looked at Yang Huang with a smile, "From now on, you will live here."
"Huaqing Town? Huafu? Is that our home?" Yang Huang asked with a smile.
Nangongjiu hesitated for a moment and then said: "Of course, you will follow us and live here from now on."
The mountain road extends straight to the outside of the market town, where a tall bluestone archway stands. The three words "Huaqing Town" on the plaque clearly come into view from a distance.
The three of them entered the market town and saw that everywhere they looked, there were rows of houses, the streets were spacious and clean, and all the people walking on the bluestone were brightly dressed people.
When Yang Huang first saw Nangongjiu and his son, he thought they were gorgeously dressed, but now when he compared them with so many people, he found that their clothes were very common in the martial arts world, even a bit old-fashioned.
Everything here is not fundamentally different from the market towns in the Endless Sea and the Half-Immortal Realm, but the products are many times richer, and everything is bright and beautiful, and seems to be shining outward.
Moreover, because the ancient continent of Wujijie, which hangs high above the Wuxiu Realm, is very far above the head, and it is outside the shadow of Wujijie, the sun is bright and warm everywhere.
"This is really prosperous, a great place!" Yang Huang looked around and couldn't help but praise.
"Of course, this is the seat of Washington, so it is naturally more prosperous than ordinary market towns." Nangong Lu said with a hint of pride.
"Hua Fu? Is it very powerful?" Yang Huang asked curiously.
Nangong Lu nodded: "Of course, Washington is
One of the one hundred and eight famous mansions!"
"A hundred and eighty-year-old Daming Mansion?" Yang Huang was confused when he heard this.
Nangongjiu smiled and said: "Ying'er has just come here, and many things are still unclear. It seems that I have to explain the situation to you first."
From Grandpa Zeng's words, Yang Huang finally had a general understanding of the situation in the martial arts world.
In the Endless Sea, there are families everywhere, and families are the foundation for personal attachment and survival, while in the semi-immortal world, there are many sects, and martial arts practitioners can only live in peace and contentment by relying on a certain sect.
In the martial arts world, a government is an existence equivalent to a sect.
The martial arts practitioners here must be attached to a certain palace to have a long-term future.
A mansion is not only a martial arts sect, but also the master of a place. The entire ancient continent of the martial arts world is jointly controlled by one hundred and eight of the oldest, most powerful, and most prestigious mansions.
These mansions are called Daming Mansion!
Each palace gate is not only a martial arts sect, but also controls local taxes, money and food, and has the power to control and mobilize all the people in the place.
Therefore, the government gate is equivalent to the local government office.
In the land controlled by the Daming Mansion, there are of course other sects, but they are all small sects and are subject to the control of the Daming Mansion.
The Daming Prefectures are evenly matched, independent of each other but eyeing each other covetously.
Every once in a while, there will be a powerful and ambitious Damingfu who wants to unify the martial arts world, but in the end they give up.
Because each Daming Prefecture is deeply cultivated locally, and its influence is so intricate that any external force that wants to invade will find it difficult to shake its foundation.
Therefore, the martial arts world actually maintains such a strange state of separatism.
"The place where we are now is called Huaqing Town. It is the core of the entire Huaqing Mountains, because Washington is right here." When he said this, Nangongjiu's eyes shone with pride.
"Then our Nangong Mansion is also in this town?" Yang Huang looked at the densely packed houses around him, trying to find a signboard with the words "Nangong Mansion" hanging on it, but found nothing.
"There is no Nangong Mansion, don't look at it." Nangong Lu, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said.