The Pregnancy Energy Is Contrary To Heaven, And My Children Are All Over The World

Luojing City is divided into northern and southern cities.

The north city faces the Yue Kingdom, and the city is mostly focused on people's livelihood and logistics, with developed commerce. The south city faces the Monster Race alien race and is a tightly defended military fortress.

Between the two cities, there are not only mountains and moats blocking the way, but also a national protection formation arranged by the royal family and various sects.

It is rumored that when this formation is fully activated, it can cover the entire southern border, and even the most powerful people in the Void Return Stage cannot pass through.

And this is the last defensive front of the Yue Kingdom. Once this formation is opened, it basically shows that the Yue Kingdom is completely defeated and is not far from being destroyed.

Lin Zijun was walking in the north city of Luojing City. People were coming and going on the streets and it was very noisy. Judging from the living conditions of the local people, the current situation in the country of Yue was pretty good.

At least in this northern city, he didn't feel any impact of the war.

Perhaps it is because of this war that has lasted for thousands of years that the local people have long been accustomed to it.

After walking around, Lin Zijun came to the city gate leading to Nancheng.

It is said to be a city gate, but it is actually a mountain tunnel built under the mountain. It is about a hundred feet wide and surrounded by soldiers wearing armor. Everyone has the cultivation level of Foundation Building Stage.

This place is heavily guarded and inspections are extremely strict.

Whether you are a Soul Formation monk or an ordinary mortal, if you want to pass through, you must present a customs clearance document.

For example, Feng Qiuyun and others were recruited from the north to help in the battle. The first thing they did after entering the city was to go to the Military Aircraft Mansion and apply for customs clearance documents before entering the southern city.

After they go to Nancheng, they usually follow the command of the Military Aircraft Office and perform some tasks.

Lin Zijun doesn't have to be so troublesome.

He is not restricted by anyone here, and does not need to obey the emperor's orders. He can join the war whenever he wants, as long as he completes the task of killing the Soul Formation Great Monster within ten years.

Arriving at the gate of the tunnel city, Lin Zijun happened to see a group of monks queuing up to check customs clearance documents.

The first person was Feng Qiuyun, who was dressed in orange palace attire, with a graceful figure and extraordinary bearing.

Quite conspicuous in the crowd.

The guards wearing heavy armor felt the powerful fluctuations in their cultivation and did not show any fear.

Feng Qiuyun took out the customs clearance document she had just processed, and while she was waiting, she saw a handsome young man wearing white armor on the top of the city, jumping down and landing in front of her.

"No need to check, this fairy is the leader of Cangwu Sect~.

A guard captain cupped his fists.

"Commander Yang, this is against the rules."

The young man in white armor frowned and said coldly.

"Is it me who has the final say or you? Fairy Feng is my old friend. Is there any problem?"

The guard captain did not dare to say anything anymore and returned the customs clearance document to the monks of the Cangwu Sect.

The white-armored young man turned to look at Feng Qiuyun, and his expression immediately became much gentler.

"Fairy Feng, I haven't seen you for a hundred years, but your style remains the same."

Feng Qiuyun's expression was dull, and she didn't feel any better because the man spoke for her.

"Commander Yang is fine."

"Fairy Feng, I'm new here and you probably don't have a place to stay yet. Why don't you stay in a humble house temporarily so that Yang can fulfill his duties as a landlord."

Feng Qiuyun showed a slight smile and declined politely.

"Commander Yang kindly accepts it, but I have many disciples, so I won't bother you."

"It doesn't matter. Although the humble house is small, it is still enough to accommodate a hundred or so people. This south city is well-defended, so it is more convenient to live in a humble house."

The white-armored young man did not hide the admiration in his eyes, and his words were very direct.

A trace of helplessness flashed in Feng Qiuyun's eyes.

She had been to Luo Jing City several times, and since the first time she saw this person named Yang, she had been eyeing this person, and he kept pestering her every time, which made her quite troubled.

The so-called virtuous girl is afraid of pestering her husband.

Although Feng Qiuyun had no good impression of this person, she was afraid that he would stalk her.

After all, the Yang family's power in Luojing City is not small. This person can be the leader at a young age, and his talent and cultivation background are not bad.

Just when she was thinking about how to politely refuse, a young man in white walked over slowly.

The armored guards next to him immediately stepped forward, and the first one spoke coldly.

"Show the customs clearance document."

Lin Zijun took off the gold medal hanging from his waist and threw it into the opponent's hands.

The man took the gold medal, glanced at it, his eyes changed, and he knelt on the ground with one knee.

"It turns out it's your guest. It's just a routine matter. I hope you can forgive me."

"No problem!"

Lin Zijun took back the gold medal, walked to Feng Qiuyun, and smiled.

"Sect Master Feng, it's such a coincidence that I can meet you all here."

Feng Qiuyun reluctantly showed a smile and bowed.

"Qiu Yun has met senior."

None of the disciples following her had seen Lin Zijun, but those elders at the Nascent Soul stage had gone to the Xiao family with Feng Qiuyun.

Now that I think about it, they were full of fear of Lin Zijun, and they quickly followed him and saluted.

When the white-armored young man saw the gold medal in Lin Zijun's hand, his expression changed, with solemnity and suspicion in his eyes.

He also has this token, but it's silver.

The person who can wear the gold medal must be a Soul Formation monk.

He had no idea that this person looked like a mortal, had no fluctuations in cultivation, and was younger than him. He turned out to be an old monster from the Soul Formation Stage.

11`Junior Yang Fengjun, I would like to pay my respects to my senior. May I ask which sect family your senior comes from?”

Lin Zijun glanced at him lightly and said softly.

"Do I know you well?"

Yang Fengjun's face froze, he lowered his head and remained silent.

"Let's go to Nancheng."

Lin Zijun waved his hand and walked towards the mountain tunnel first.

Yang Fengjun watched Feng Qiuyun follow this person, a trace of unwillingness flashed in his eyes.

He hesitated for a moment, then chased after him.

"Fairy Feng, if you all want to find a place to stay in Nancheng, it will cost a lot of money. My Yang family happens to have an idle manor, and the cultivation environment is excellent. Why don't you live with me?"

A hint of impatience flashed in Feng Qiuyun's eyes, and she planned to use Lin Zijun's (money man) power to refuse sternly.

Unexpectedly, when Lin Zijun heard this, he suddenly turned around and smiled.

"That's great. You can save some Spirit Stone. Sect Leader Feng, your family is in quite a lot of debt right now. If you can save a fortune, I can also borrow your money and live in a garbage house together."

Feng Qiuyun twitched the corner of her mouth, Rizhao was speechless.

Cangwu Sect owes tens of millions of High Grade Spirit Stones, what's the use of sparing this little Spirit Stone.

The key is that the creditor is Lin Zijun. You are so rich, but you still want to live with it.

Yang Fengjun's face trembled, and he cursed in his heart for being shameless, but he didn't dare to say anything, so he could only force out a smile.

"Senior, it would be a great honor for me if I could come to my humble home."

Lin Zijun even spoke in person, and even if Feng Qiuyun had ten thousand objections, it would be difficult for her to speak out at this moment.

The matter was settled like this. Yang Fengjun led the way with a gloomy expression on his face. .