Walking on the bluestone-paved avenue, Kong Laosan felt quite eye-opening. There were rows of buildings all around, made entirely of huge stones. Countless demon clans were coming and going, and some of the unique features of various demon clans were there.
Spiritual objects and materials are randomly placed on both sides of the wide and huge streets.
Those who can come to this mysterious demon city are at least in the realm of seventh-level demon kings. Many of them just open up one or two mysterious orifices and transform into half-human and half-demon. Even the way of communication is the same as that of humans.
Most of the transactions here still adopt the primitive method of bartering. Of course, the spiritual stones usually carried by human cultivators are also effective here, but they are somewhat rare.
Kong Lao San and others followed the Xiaotian Demon Ancestor all the way forward. When Kong Lao San looked around, his steps paused slightly. He seemed to have seen an extremely strange sight and was stunned in shock.
Dozens of cultivators dressed in black and with stern expressions were walking struttingly in Xuanyao City. The leader was an old man who looked to be in his sixties or seventies, with eight eyebrows, wrinkles on his forehead, and a serious look on his face.
But the breath that came out of him was extremely astonishing, and he was obviously an old Yuanying monster.
"But it's a little strange to see a human cultivator appear in Xuanyao City?"
As if he saw the confusion on Kong Laosan's face, the Xiao Demon King on the other side of the Xiao Tian Demon Ancestor chuckled and said a little carelessly.
"Is it possible that more than just humans come and go here?"
His brows furrowed slightly, and there was a trace of doubt in his tone. In Kong Laosan's understanding, humans and demons are naturally hostile. If a certain demon king dared to appear in the human city so arrogantly, he would definitely cause endless trouble.
Trouble.
"If it's normal, of course it's not allowed. However, every three hundred years, during the few months when the Xuan Yao Sanctuary is opened, all humans and demons can come and go freely. In fact, when it comes to the truth, when the Xuan Yao Sanctuary suppressed the powerful demons, you humans
Cultivators have contributed the most, and many sects’ spiritual veins have been drained. Hey, if it weren’t for your human race being unable to suppress this demon city and being occupied by our demon clan, I’m afraid this mysterious demon city would have lost the word “demon”!”
As the Xiao Demon King said, he chuckled twice, but involuntarily looked at the former Xiao Tian Demon Ancestor. When he saw that the latter's expression did not waver at all, he smacked his lips in frustration.
Seeing this scene, Kong Laosan felt quite amused. After thinking for a moment, he continued, "Can the Demon King explain these situations in detail?"
"Actually, there is nothing to say. The so-called opposition between humans and demons is just a subconscious understanding of some low-level demon clans. When one's true cultivation reaches a certain level, the so-called distinction between humans and demons is not so obvious. Every hundred years, the Xuanyao Sanctuary opens. Except for us demons,
Outside the clan, your human race’s Holy Demon Sect, Demons, Three Holy Islands, and even the five great Immortal Dynasties in Xiling Zhongzhou, hundreds of millions of miles away from us, occasionally have people involved. Those people you just saw are demons.
Demonic Cultivator."
The Howling Demon King waved his hand impatiently, and stopped talking after saying this.
Hearing this, Kong Laosan felt a flash of realization in his heart, and he said no more.
Xuanyao Avenue, the most prosperous street in Xuanyao City, runs from north to south of Xuanyao City. It is also the center of Xuanyao City.
In the center of Xuanyao Avenue, a stone mountain that stretches for about a mile and is nearly a hundred feet high falls.
Meanwhile, on top of the stone mountain, many extremely spacious stone chambers were carved out by the power of the monsters. Monsters were coming in and out from time to time, making it seem unusual.
"It is said that this Mountain of Ten Thousand Monsters was originally transported from the void by our monster clan's powerful force. Later, many caves were dug out by the eight demon clans for the monster clans who came and went to rest here. Do we want to stay here?"
As the Xiao Demon King spoke, he carefully looked at the expression of Xiao Tian Demon Ancestor. When the latter nodded, he immediately led the way.
Two hours later, in a stone room in Wanyao Mountain, Xiaotian Demon Ancestor glanced around and nodded indifferently, "I will retreat for a while, and you can find a place by yourselves. Come back when the Xuanyao Sanctuary is opened.
Call me and remember not to disturb me during this period. Of course, if anyone dares to escape, don’t blame me for my ruthless tactics!"
As Xiaotian Demon Ancestor said this, he glanced at Kong Laosan vaguely, and when he saw the latter's expressionless face, looking like he was in a state of indifference, he waved his hand in a rather uninterested manner.
"In more than ten days, there will be a once-in-a-century monster auction. Is the Demon Ancestor interested in going to take a look?"
Just as he was about to leave, Xiao Yao Wang seemed to have thought of something, so he asked a few questions, but he didn't get any response, so he didn't dare to say anything more at the moment.
Seeing this, Kong Laosan retreated with Xiao Yao King and others. As soon as he stepped out of the stone room, Xiao Yao King signaled to the two Biao tribesmen behind him and left without even looking at Kong Lao San.
, As a result, only Kong Laosan is left here.
After looking around, Kong Laosan thought for a while and was about to leave when he seemed to sense something and stared back with a deep look, "Ha... this old weirdo still doesn't give up!"
After saying this, he didn't stay here too long. He flashed and turned into a stream of light and fled down the mountain.
At this moment, Kong Laosan planned to take a good tour of this ancient demon city that had existed for tens of thousands of years. As for his identity as a human cultivator, he did not deliberately hide it.
Along the way, Kong Laosan felt dazzled. All kinds of monsters, spiritual creatures, and even some weird things he had never seen before were placed on both sides of the street. Some shops were also overcrowded. The entire Xuanyao City, probably every hundred years,
It's only been the past few months that this has happened.
Kong Laosan has always been curious about the cultivation techniques of the demon clan. In Kong Laosan’s understanding, most of the demon clan’s cultivation methods are inherited through Ben’s talent and bloodline, except for those obtained from the Holy Demon Sect Manxiang.
Apart from the broken animal skin that the ancestor had, which was suspected to be the demon clan's cultivation technique, I had never seen the real demon clan's technique. Now that I had the opportunity, I naturally wanted to see it.
Baiyao Pavilion is a two-story stone building located on Xuanyao Avenue far away from Wanyao Mountain. It covers a large area. Some demons coming and going are quite noisy. Maybe they saw the person in front of the attic who was lowering his eyebrows.
Following the human cultivators soliciting business, Kong Laosan hesitated for a moment and then headed towards the Baiyao Pavilion.
"Senior, please... Hey, who are you?"
Perhaps seeing the obvious characteristics of a human cultivator like Kong Laosan, the young man who was busy recruiting customers suddenly raised his head and looked at Kong Laosan with a hint of surprise in his eyes.
The young man in front of him looked less than twenty years old, and his strength had already reached the early stage of foundation building. He was wrapped in an animal skin and had disheveled hair, which made him look a bit nondescript.
"My surname is Kong. I came here with a senior from the demon race. You are also a human race. Why are you here?"
Kong Laosan spoke softly, as if he was just asking casually.
"It turns out to be Fellow Daoist Kong. My surname is Dan, and my given name is Fei. To be honest, I have been here since I was born. This is the first time I have seen a foreign cultivator from the human race in the past few months. What does Fellow Daoist Kong want?
Wait a minute, I'll call my grandpa to come out to receive fellow Taoists."
Hearing Kong Laosan introduce himself to his family, the young man with a single surname seemed extremely excited, and pulled Kong Laosan towards the second floor of the attic.
In the Pavilion of Hundred Demons, there are thousands of materials and spiritual objects unique to the demon clan placed all around. Two demon cultivators who have reached the seventh level are busy greeting the guests, which seems a bit messy.
The two of them did not stop on the first floor. They headed towards the second floor as they flew solo. But when they arrived at the stairs, they happened to meet an old man in black.
Seeing the other party, Kong Laosan was obviously stunned. The old man in front of him was the demon leader he had seen before. Now he appeared here alone. Kong Laosan was also quite curious, but he had no intention of coming forward to communicate.
Even if they are both human beings, it is hard to tell whether they are friends or foes. Moreover, given the strength of the old monster Nascent Soul, he will not take a small person like himself, who has not yet formed a pill, in his eyes at all.
Perhaps it was because there were not many human races in Xuanyao City. The Yuanying old monster glanced at the two of them, but that was all. He turned around and sighed softly, "Stay here. Since there is no one here, I still want it."
Check out other places!”
With that said, he turned and left without looking back.
"Fei'er, why are you up here?"
It was only at this moment that Kong Laosan noticed an old man in front of him who was over seventy years old and dressed in plain clothes.
"Grandpa, I have brought a guest here. This is Brother Kong, and he needs to buy something!"
Shan Fei introduced him quite confidently. After hearing this, the old man smiled kindly and said, "Haha, we are all from the same human race. You don't have to be polite here. Just come with me."
The old man said, leading the two of them towards a stone room on the left.
"Which clan's senior did Mr. Kong come to this Xuanyao City with?"
The entire stone room looked quite neat and tidy, surrounded by nothing but a stone table and a few stone benches in front of it. There were some simple lines imprinted on the surrounding stone walls, which could be considered a kind of decoration.
"As the Biao clan came here, I just heard from fellow Taoist Shan that he fell here since he was born?"
Kong Laosan said casually and then started to ask curiously.
"Well, it's a long story. At first, our Feiyu Sect was just a gathering place for human races. Later, we encountered a tide of beasts and the sect was destroyed. Many of our Feiyu Sect members were captured here by the Bichon Clan.
We human cultivators were forced to open a shop in this Xuanyao City to barter and do some hard work. Later, the Bichon clan was destroyed by the other demon clans, so we people stayed in this Xuanyao City. Now, nearly a hundred years have passed, and we are the only ones left here.
We are married. Although I am in the early stage of the Golden Elixir, my lifespan is limited. I will have to drive to the west in another ten or twenty years at most..."
As he spoke, the old man seemed to be feeling emotional, but after just a moment, he gathered his thoughts and said, "I'm just kidding, let's talk about sir's needs first."