The Ancestral City, a huge city in the shape of an hourglass, floated in the void, almost the size of a hundred suns combined.

Of course, this volume is not large compared to the headquarters of the Sword Emperor Pavilion, or some other behemoths. However, the number of monks in the ancestral city was far greater than that of the Sword Emperor Pavilion.

Because, the ancestral city is the center of the "Three Qing World", and the geographical location is extremely important.

As long as the monks who comprehend the law of time and reach the realm of Taixu, they will be brought to the ancestral city by the people of the Heavenly Dao Gate, become a part of the ancestral city, and live here for generations.

The common responsibility of all the Ancestral City monks is to guard those gates that cross the world!

For example, the door of space leading to the Great World of Heavenly Demons, of course, the Great World of Heavenly Demons and the Great World of Sanqing are hostile to each other, and the door of space has long been closed, and ordinary people cannot open it at all.

In addition to the Heavenly Demon World, there are other big worlds, which have friendly exchanges with the Sanqing World, trade with each other, etc., and the places are all in the Ancestral City.

The huge hourglass, with a small center, is an important gateway to the world. The upper and lower ends are extremely wide, and are the places where many monks gather, known as the upper and lower parts.

The mahogany dragon boat came all the way across the space and soon stopped at the upper part, attracting the attention of many people.

Even in the entire Ancestral City, the Ancestral Dragon is a well-known existence, and the mahogany dragon boat is almost his signature thing.

"The territory of the Heavenly Dao Gate, in the center of the city. If you want to find that young man surnamed Dongfang, go to Tiandaomen to find Wufeng. ”

Qinglong waved his hand and let Qin Xuan act on his own.

Qin Xuan knew that the current Dongfang Writer had already worshipped Wufeng Immortal Venerable as his teacher, and it was normal to look for him in the Heavenly Dao Gate, and Xueqiu was said to be with the Dongfang Writer.

I don't know what happened to the two of them after more than six years.

Qin Xuan nodded, left Qinglong's gorgeous residence, and came to the streets of the ancestral city.

It wasn't until he personally walked on the streets of the ancestral city that Qin Xuan could appreciate the grandeur of this ancestral city. The streets are several kilometers wide, and on both sides of the streets, they are full of towering buildings, and even the monks cannot see the huge buildings at the top, which are of different styles.

This is the Ancestral City, the center of the whole great world.

Monks from all over the universe gathered here. The powerhouses of the Taixu Realm who have comprehended the law of time are only the weakest existence in the Ancestral City.

"Fortunately, I comprehended the laws of heaven, otherwise I really wouldn't have much confidence to walk around here. ”

Qin Xuan thought helplessly in his heart, although the Supreme Realm was nothing in the Ancestral City, it was much better than a low-level cultivator like the Taixu Realm.

"Hmph, hmph. Xiao Qin Xuan, do you have any money on you?"

Walking on the street, Xiao Shi asked a little impatiently.

"What's wrong? What kind of money? The money in the cultivation world, it doesn't seem to have ......."

Qin Xuan was a little depressed.

"Ahh

The little poem kept sprinkling, and the tone was very serious.

Tianjing?

Qin Xuan was a little strange, what was this thing for? Sensing what Xiao Shi was thinking, he finally understood that this was a precious material in the universe, specially used to improve the grade of a heaven-level magic weapon.

The current Tianwen Sword is only a heaven-level medium-grade magic weapon. If you want to be promoted to a heaven-level high-grade magic weapon, you don't know how many heavenly crystals you need. Of course, the most important thing is that Qin Xuan is penniless now, even if he knows where to sell Tianjing, he can't afford it.

On the streets of the ancestral city, monks came and went, and Qin Xuan was just an inconspicuous person among them.

"Wait until you see the Bladeless Immortal Venerable first, and then think about how to get some coins from the cultivation world...... Xiao Shi, don't worry, sooner or later you will become an immortal-level flying sword. ”

Qin Xuan comforted him and walked along the side of the street towards the upper center of the Ancestral City.

Xiao Shi was sullen, but she didn't speak anymore, she knew that Qin Xuan was poor now, and wanted him to buy Tianjing, unless he sold the Tianwen Sword.

The value of the heaven-level mid-grade flying sword magic weapon is indeed very valuable, but the Tianwen Sword is Qin Xuan's natal magic weapon, of course he will not sell it, not to mention, this is the magic weapon that has accompanied him all the way to the present, and it is the magic weapon left to him by Linglong Sword Venerable.

After walking a few steps, an extremely tall attic building suddenly appeared in front of the two, built with transparent jade crystal, and a plaque in front of the door with the words "Tianbao Pavilion" written on it.

Tianbao Pavilion, could it be the one that Qinglong mentioned to him on the road, selling top magic weapons, materials, or other heavenly treasures from various great worlds?

"Come in and have a look!"

The little poem urged Qin Xuan.

Qin Xuan thought about it, anyway, he passed by, and he went in and took a look. has arrived in the ancestral city, and when he is about to meet the Oriental writer, he is not so anxious.

After waiting for so many years, do you still care about the time of the past two days? You must know that when he was in the Black Hole Cemetery, Qin Xuan kept thinking day and night, Dongfang Writer, Dongfang Qingjuan, Su Muqing, Chu Yun, Shen Yina, and other people who made him care......

Five years is not so easy to get through.

Qin Xuan stopped, followed several monks in strange costumes, and walked into the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion together.

"Seniors, what do you want?"

Immediately, a shopkeeper came up, but he spoke to those monks in strange clothes and like lamas, and ignored Qin Xuan.

These lama-like monks have a much higher status than Qin Xuan, and as soon as they entered the Tianbao Pavilion, they were greeted by someone who took them upstairs directly.

And Qin Xuan, of course, can only slowly grope in the shop by himself, there is no way, there are too many monks in the Tianbao Pavilion, it is impossible for everyone to send a shopkeeper to serve.

The shopkeeper of Tianbao Pavilion is not high in the cultivation realm, but any one of them has the level of the Mahayana period, and there is even no shortage of powerhouses in the realm master realm.

They should be the descendants of those powerful monks who spread out in the ancestral city.

Even these shopkeepers possess much better cultivation resources and conditions than the richest monks on earth, and it is not a problem at all to reach the Mahayana stage.

"In the Purple Gold Dragon Realm, there are dozens of Nine Transformation Immortal Grasses, and so many 10,000-year-old spirit grasses, if they are sold, they should be worth a lot of money......

Qin Xuan thought in his heart, preparing to observe and observe at will in the ground floor of the Tianbao Pavilion.

But at this moment, on the Yujing stairs on the side, several figures suddenly appeared, and they were led down by the second child of the Tianbao Pavilion shop. The shopkeeper has a respectful attitude, and the status of this group of people should not be low.

Qin Xuan glanced at it, but he was a little stunned, because he actually saw a familiar figure in this group of people.

Long Xiaotian?

The head of the three giants of the Dragon Soul Cave on the earth, he got a chance in the ancient ruins, comprehended the law of time, and was brought to the ancestral city. I didn't expect to meet here!

And now Long Xiaotian, just like his subordinates, followed behind a young man in Chinese clothes.

The shopkeeper's respectful attitude was to treat this young man in Chinese clothes, not Long Xiaotian and a group of others.

"Qin Xuan!"

At this time, Long Xiaotian finally saw Qin Xuan at a glance, and immediately his eyes popped out, flashing with a trace of hatred.