The cultivators met outside the mountain and were about to set off for the Yongtu Immortal City.

The monk surnamed Zhou sacrificed a flying boat.

It's a long way to go, and I wonder if there will be a chance to come back. Many people can't help but look back at their homeland and can't hide their sadness.

Miss Shuang's face no longer showed sadness, and returned to a cold look. Only when she saw Qin Sang, her eyes became softer.

"Junior Sister Shuang seems to be really attracted to you," Qinghong poked Qin Sang with his finger and whispered.

"It's a pity that I have someone else in my heart," Qin Sang said.

"who?"

Qinghong was excited.

Qin Sang gave her a meaningful look, turned around and boarded the flying boat.

Qinghong stood blankly on the spot, "No, no, I'm your senior sister! How can this be allowed, my junior sister will be sad..."

As expected, this girl had a fierce look and a soft heart. She avoided him for the next few days, and Qin Sang's ears were finally clear.

All the cultivators boarded the flying boat, broke through the air and walked away, turning into light and heading west.

The flying boat is controlled by Master Tongshen and others in turn. Qin Sang and the others will not affect their cultivation on the flying boat, but refining elixirs will not be so convenient.

It was night, and the flying boat was parked in a certain valley. In the middle of the night, two flying boats gathered from other directions. They were monks fleeing the territory of the Golden Eagle Clan.

After rendezvous, the three flying boats headed west together. Occasionally they would meet other monks who had escaped, and the team became larger and larger.

The monster pursuers they were most afraid of never showed up, and they encountered dangers and even robbers on the way. Fortunately, there were many experts in the team, and they saved the day many times.

It has been several years since I left here, and the cultivators are dusty, getting closer and closer to the rumored Immortal City of Blocked Earth.

'Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!'

The strong wind brought sand all over the sky. The sand and dust covered the sky, and yellow mist filled the sky and the earth.

The cultivators looked at the scene below on the Dharma boat. Although it was not a desert, it was an extremely desolate Gobi, even more desolate than the area around Lingkong Mountain.

Seeing this scene, the cultivators couldn't help but feel a little sad and angry. Could it be that the powerful human race was also driven to such a desolate place and only dared to open up a pure land here?

According to legend, the territories of those powerful clans are fertile lands, with fertile fields stretching thousands of miles, and elixirs and treasures everywhere. However, the human race cannot even occupy a place comparable to Lingkong Mountain.

"Someone is coming from ahead!"

The old man surnamed Zhou was controlling the Dharma boat. He noticed the aura in front of him and concentrated his voice to transmit the sound.

Dharma boats of different shapes immediately formed a formation in mid-air, with their sharp edges exposed, pointing at the incoming people.

"I am the envoy of the Yongtu Immortal City, but fellow Taoists can't stand the oppression of foreign races and have defected to the Immortal City?"

A deep voice penetrated the wind and sand and came rolling.

"Exactly!"

The old man surnamed Zhou responded loudly, "We are all homeless people. I wonder if the envoy will be lenient and allow us to stay in the city."

"Easy to say! Easy to say!"

The messenger was very cheerful and was already approaching as he spoke.

The monks on the boat were secretly on guard, and when they looked closely, they saw a ball of golden light appearing in the front, and in the golden light was a human monk wearing golden armor.

The messenger smiled and held his hands in the distance: "The Yongtu Immortal City was built specifically for you. The city is not yet full, so it can accommodate you all."

After a pause, the man said loudly.

"From now on, fellow Taoists, you don't have to look at the faces of those foreign races!"

This statement was so impactful that when looking back on past experiences, those with sensibility shed tears on the spot.

The messenger guided the Dharma boat and landed outside the city.

Qin Sang followed Master Tongshen and walked with the old man named Zhou, looking at the fairy city.

The so-called fairy city has no city walls, but is a spiritual formation of unusually large scale that covers the mountains and wilderness.

People come and go in the city, not only human beings, but also many strange-looking 'people'.

Qin Sang looked at those strange but familiar figures and thought to himself: "Finally we found the Inhumans!"
Chapter completed!