A chariot moved rapidly towards Yangcheng from far away.
In front of the chariot, the chariot is pulled by a creature that looks like a unicorn.
"Long Qi, land down and we'll go straight into the city!"
The person who came was none other than Mo Wangchen.
He came all the way from Jinxiu City, and now he finally arrived. Like Jinxiu City, there are protective formations surrounding Yangcheng.
It is not possible to cross directly and enter the city through the city gate.
"hiss!"
Long Qi had spiritual intelligence and understood Mo Wangchen's words. After neighing, he pulled the chariot to the front of the city gate.
"Compared with Jinxiu City, this Yang City is indeed much more lively. Is it because of the upcoming gathering in the God King Valley..."
After entering the city, Mo Wangchen looked out with his spiritual thoughts. Within Yangcheng, human figures could be seen everywhere, and many chariots were speeding in the sky. In some chariots, the breath of the people riding on them gave Mo Wangchen
A feeling of danger.
Because the God King Valley gathering is about to come, a large number of cultivators have gathered in Yangcheng today, and it can be described as a turbulent situation.
In the city, young faces can be seen everywhere. They are all young geniuses from the major forces in the Xuanwu Alliance.
It must be said that the annual gathering in the Valley of the Gods can be regarded as a grand event in the entire Xuanwu League.
In addition to the geniuses of the younger generation, many strong men from the older generation also came, all to watch the fun.
This is a competition among the younger generation, and every year at the gathering, there will be fierce sparks of friction. Some people have become famous in one fell swoop, performed outstandingly at the gathering, and become famous geniuses far and wide.
After entering the city, Mo Wangchen drove his chariot across the sky for a while, and finally arrived in front of a restaurant.
There were still about seven days before the party, so he planned to stay in the city temporarily.
"Sir, do you want to eat or rest?"
Outside the door of the restaurant, there was a boy who was in charge of reception. When he saw Mo Wangchen walking out of the chariot, the boy hurried up to meet him and asked with a smile.
Mo Wangchen did not answer, but glanced around. He found a place similar to a stable not far from the door of the restaurant.
There were many chariots in the stable, and the strange beasts pulling the chariots roared at each other, as if provoking each other. If they were not separated and restrained, a fight would have broken out.
These chariots all have different symbols on them, indicating that the owners of these chariots come from different forces.
Most of the chariots are made of gold and stone. They vary in size, but they all show luxury.
After seeing this scene, Mo Wangchen might also be able to understand why the owners of these chariots did not put the chariots away, but put them in the 'stable'.
Because this is another kind of comparison. The more majestic the chariot is, the more face it can bring to its owner.
After all, most of the people gathered in Yangcheng now are the younger generation of geniuses from various forces. Geniuses often refuse to admit defeat and do not surrender to anyone.
With this thought in his mind, Mo Wangchen couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly. Things like human nature are almost the same whether in Tiangang or today's Daluo Heaven.
Comparison is always an indispensable way for everyone to compete!
"Take good care of Long Qi for me and prepare a room for me."
Mo Wangchen directly took out a thousand fairy stones and handed them into the hands of the young man.
These fairy stones were all obtained from Zhang Mingyuan before.
Zhang Mingyuan did not break his promise in the bet between the two. After losing the contest, he personally presented Mo Wangchen with a total of 10 million fairy stones.
Mo Wangchen had no intention of putting Long Qi away. It was not that he wanted to compare with others, but that he treated Long Qi differently from others.
In Mo Wangchen's view, Long Qi is not only his mount, but also a 'friend'.
The Mei family also gave themselves one of the storage magic weapons for placing chariots, but Mo Wangchen did not intend to include Long Qi in it, because it was a kind of restraint and trap for Long Qi, so he would not use it unless necessary.
Under such circumstances, if Long Qi could stay outside longer, he naturally did not want to include the other party in that special magic weapon.
"Okay, sir, don't worry. The food we feed here are all high-quality jelly grass, and we guarantee that we will serve you well. Recently, many people have come to the city, and our Tianyang Tower is full almost every day.
Today, there happens to be only the last upper room left, so the guest officer came just in time."
With a smile on his face, the young man nodded and bowed. A thousand immortal stones may not be too much for most cultivators, but for a lowly person like him, it is definitely a small fortune.
In fact, apart from feeding Long Qi and Mo Wangchen resting here, the total cost was only about 800 fairy stones.
And the extra two hundred fairy stones are naturally considered as a tip.
A tip of two hundred immortal stones was already equivalent to the boy's monthly income, and he rarely encountered such a generous master.
"grumble!"
Just when the boy was pulling Long Qi and was about to lead it into the last vacant stable, suddenly, in the sky not far away.
A crisp neighing sound came, and then a flash of fiery red light came over in an instant. It was a chariot, and the chariot was pulled by a huge firebird. The firebird was surrounded by flames,
Like a phoenix in nirvana, reborn from the fire.
Pulled by the fire bird is a chariot made of bronze. There are bead curtains hanging around the chariot, which glows with divine light and shows its luxurious style.
Compared with other chariots here, the chariot that arrived at this moment was obviously much larger. On the side of the chariot, Mo Wangchen saw a flame standard, which looked like a bright sun, with a vague glow.
An inexplicable feeling of heat spread out.
"Senior brother, this Tianyang Tower is the best post station in Yangcheng. Let's stay here."
Three people walked out of the chariot, all of them men. Two of them seemed to be followers. One on the left and one on the right, they stood beside a young man in brocade clothes.
The young man in brocade clothes holds a feather fan in his hand. He holds his head high and walks slowly. There is a compelling temperament between his brows.
Not far away, Mo Wangchen frowned slightly, because he could feel that the cultivation of this young man in brocade had reached the level of the Virtual Immortal Realm.
In the entire Yang City now, the younger generation of geniuses account for the majority, but Mo Wangchen seems to have not seen many who have truly reached the Virtual Immortal Realm since entering the city.
It is conceivable that the background of this young man in brocade clothes is not too young.
"You go and make arrangements." Hearing the words of the two people beside him, the young man in brocade clothes nodded lightly.
"Three guests..."
The boy who had just received Mo Wangchen hurriedly came up to meet him, because he also saw the flame symbol engraved on the chariot behind the three people.
This is the standard of the Yanhuang Divine Sect!
Within the entire Xuanwu Alliance, the Yanhuang Divine Sect is definitely considered a giant, and I don't dare to show any slights.
But at this moment, he had a troubled look on his face, because today, there was only one last guest room left in Tianyang Tower, and just before these three people arrived, this last guest room had been rented by Mo Wangchen