Ninth-level fairy

Chapter 181 The Fragrance of the Brothel

Longxiong's face was suddenly filled with ecstasy.

This is the glazed air curtain of Quzhou City, used to block the invasion of ghosts, spirits, and monsters in the sea of ​​​​environment. As long as they enter the city, Du Fang will never be able to find him again.

Everything was as he expected.

When Longxiong's body passed through the huge rainbow bubble, the sword aura of the Honghuang Divine Sword suddenly disappeared.

Du Fang immediately lost his target.

This light curtain seemed to be able to conceal everyone's breath.

He stood blankly in the air. This was the capital of Zhengyang Continent, Quzhou City.

Du Fang had only heard his uncles mention this mythical city before. He had never left Nancangzhou in his entire life.

This glazed air curtain is the Nine Dragons Fire Cover used to protect all living beings.

It's fine for a human cultivator to enter this shield, but if a ghost cultivator or an evil cultivator enters, he will be strangled into a ball of flesh and blood immediately.

It may even attract powerful people in the imperial realm.

Zhengyangzhou has its own guardian, Su Shang.

What is more terrifying is not the Great Pillar State Su Shang, but the Guiyuan Sword Sect among the seven major sword sects.

In the Qingxuan Continent, there is a saying that the seven great sword sects of the nine divine continents are ranked in the top three and the bottom four. Despite the strong foundation of the Longyuan Sword Sect, it is still ranked at the bottom, while the Guiyuan Sword Sect is the leader of the bottom four sword sects.

It is because of this that they are extremely powerful, unrivaled in the three continents, and there are two genuine emperor-level masters in their sect, and the elders of the seventh and eighth realms under their tutelage are as numerous as ants.

The three major tribes in the sea of ​​​​environment, the ghost tribe, the spirit tribe, and the monster tribe were all blocked outside the Great Wall of Steel and could not invade the south at all.

How terrifying is the Jianmen that can fight against the three major clans.

Du Fang didn't dare to try. At this time, his realm had been reduced to the seventh realm. Anyone captured by Qu Zhoucheng could threaten him.

Du Fang sighed slowly.

Only with such a powerful sword sect around can the people of Quzhou City live and work in peace.

Only such a powerful sect can maintain this kind of Nine Dragons Fire Cover. Thinking of Longqi City, Xingluo City, and Nancangzhou, Du Fang sighed sadly.

He did not force his way in, but fell down. He did not dare to gamble whether his immortal body would trigger the restriction of the shield.

The south gate of Quzhou City was built in a grand and majestic manner, with huge city walls more than ten feet high, which makes people feel awe-inspiring at first sight.

There is a winding moat in front of the city gate. The river water forms a knot here, and a huge pool is connected to the river.

The water surface is emerald green, while the water below is pitch black.

This pool should be very deep, and I don’t know what it is used for.

Du Fang mixed in with a group of fishermen who were about to enter the city. They exuded a strong fishy smell, pushed carts, carried straw hats, and waited for the city gate to open.

The crowd was dense, and everyone was yawning and squinting their eyes. The stench of unbrushed teeth came out of their mouths. Du Fang gently covered his nose with his clothes.

The sky was already bright, and the huge steel city gate began to creak.

The old soldier guarding the gate yawned and shouted at these vulgar people to come in quickly.

Before Du Fang left, he suddenly felt a pair of eyes staring at him from behind. He immediately stopped and looked at the crowd with the help of the fisherman's machete.

A woman glanced at him from time to time with a evasive look.

This is a mortal, not a monk.

Du Fang felt relieved.

As soon as we walked across the suspension bridge, the water surface suddenly began to churn, and the originally calm water surface immediately surged with waves more than ten feet high.

Seven or eight soldiers immediately rushed out of the city, shouting:

"Close the door, close the door, close it quickly!"

The iron gate closed again, and the old soldier and the fisherman who were dozing off were both frightened at the same time.

Du Fang stood calmly, restraining his blood and energy. He knew that it was the immortal blood and energy in his body that stimulated the beast under the water.

Sure enough, two yellow lights flew down from above the city. Two disciples of the Sword Sect, dressed in yellow, looked at everyone's face one by one with grim expressions.

"what's the situation?"

"The spirit beast has been awakened. Perhaps... the evil from the north has infiltrated!"

The soldiers bowed and looked at the two Sword Sect disciples in fear.

Du Fang glanced at the two men. They were two fifth-level sword cultivators, with the words "Gui Yuan" engraved on their sleeves. They were indeed from the Gui Yuan Sword Sect.

It seems that the Guiyuan Sword Sect is much more powerful than Longyuan, and the people guarding the gate and patrolling have all reached the fifth level of cultivation.

"Bring the talisman water!"

A yellow-robed disciple took a Bagua mirror from his back, placed it on the ground, and said with a grim expression:

"Open the city gate, everyone drink a bowl of talisman water, and step on the mirror!" The soldiers carefully handed over a bowl of talisman water. In the middle of the bucket were two yellow talismans.

Du Fang looked at this funny scene and suddenly felt like laughing.

This kind of folk method, he had encountered before, and ordinary evil cultivators, with their Yin Qi and demonic energy, really couldn't get through. He stepped on it openly, drank a sip of the magic water, and asked with a smile:

"How is it, is there anything wrong?"

There was nothing unusual in the Bagua mirror, and Du Fang was about to leave.

Suddenly, his sleeve was pulled by two people at the same time. "Oh no, how did they know?" Du Fang was shocked and immediately tried to run away.

Unexpectedly, the yellow-robed disciple asked:

"Where are you from? Your accent is wrong!"

"Nan Cangzhou, a disciple of the Longyuan Sword Sect, has come to the Iron Fan Sect for an important matter!" Du Fang said proudly.

When the two disciples heard the names of Longyuan and Iron Fan Sect, they immediately put on smiles and said, "So you are Longyuan Sword Cultivators. Please come in!"

As he said this, he moved aside.

Du Fang walked in, and suddenly a woman let out a soft "hmm" from behind him. When she turned around, the woman immediately lowered her head.

This is the second time.

Du Fang didn't care. He began to carefully sense the sword aura of the Chengying Sword.

But this Quzhou City was full of divine restrictions, and divine thoughts could not penetrate at all. When Long Xiang entered the city, it was like a fish leaping into the sea, disappearing without a trace.

They come, the security.

Anyway, since you are here, even if you can't find it, you might as well appreciate the cultural scenery here.

Du Fang strolled casually along the street corner.

It was already bright outside and more people were walking on the street.

After a night's sleep, the citizens of Quzhou began to open their shops with sleepy eyes and get busy with their daily routine.

Du Fang finally understood why this place was called Quzhou City.

All the streets here are built along the lake. The entire lake is like a Bagua, with two streets winding through the lake.

At this time, the morning light on the lake penetrated the thin mist, sweeping across the clear blue lake surface in the city and shining on the golden leaves hanging by the lake.

Fishermen in straw sandals are hurrying along the lake embankment, rushing to the bustling morning market.

The flowers on the embankment have faded, and light catkins are flying everywhere. Swallows are screaming as they fly over the water. Their tails suddenly create circles of ripples, and before the water ripples spread out, the swallows raise their heads and fly straight up. With a light and slender turn among the willow branches, they glide diagonally past the corner of the palace that is shining with blue glass.

Du Fang was stunned. It was the first time he had seen such beautiful morning light and scenery.

He couldn't help but sit down and look at the magnificent Liuxiang Tower in the lake.

Liuxiang, at first glance you can tell it's an elegant brothel.