Rebirth Dominator

It was a multi-layered cliff, halfway down the cliff was a gentle slope, and below the gentle slope was another steep cliff, and Yu Minguo was located between these two steep cliffs, like a ridge in midair.

The first thing Qingyang saw was, of course, the murals on the cliff. The murals appeared three-dimensional under the sun, and they were extremely shocking when viewed from a distance, as if they had seen the reappearance of the myths of the ancient times.

The second is the Yuminguo stone tablet erected in the city. It is tall and majestic.

Most of the buildings in the city are multi-storey wooden buildings made of wood, most of which are double-storey, but some important buildings, such as squares, palaces, altars and other important buildings, are all made of stone.

There are people coming and going in the city, there are men and women, and there are a large number of feathered people circling in the sky. They fly up and down from the cliff. To them, what ordinary people see as a moat is like a small stone step. .

There is a flagpole erected on the top of every house, but there is no flag.

Qingyang Loose Cultivator curled up together, was caught by the feather man and flew across the mountains and seas, and gradually approached, the whole person was blinded by the wind, his face turned blue and white, and his whole body was trembling.

He saw these strange wooden flagpoles from a distance, but he didn't know what they were for.

As those citizens of the Yumin Kingdom passed through the clouds, swept snowflakes and fell on the flagpole, and then drilled into the house along the open skylight, the Qingyang Sanren understood the function of the pole.

"It turned out to be used as a place to stay. Who are these people? What is Yu Minguo?"

"Who is that Lord Chi Yan? Why are Feng Du and Zhu Rong here?"

"Chi Yan? Could it be Mr. Chi Yan?"

All sorts of speculations welled up in Qingyang Sanren's heart, and at the same time, he was also prepared.

In addition to the mountainside, there are many buildings and workshops at the foot of the mountain, and you can even see the smoke curling up. The whole Yumin Kingdom is filled with an ancient atmosphere and smell. The strange appearance of the people makes people feel as if they have traveled through the ages and returned to the era of myths and legends.

The Yuren grabbed the Qingyang Sanren and fell into the center of the Yumin Kingdom, in front of the rebuilt stone palace on top of the ruins.

Gliding with the wind, slowly decelerating, and then turning over with Qingyang Loose Cultivator, landed under the steps in front of the stone hall, grabbed him and ran up quickly.

"This birdman has so much strength!"

The stone hall is divided into three layers from the outside. The gentle slopes converge to form a spire, and the simple stone pillars go away along the outer corridor. The whole is full of rough style, but it looks majestic.

It doesn't look like a palace here, but more like a sacrificial temple. The people living in the palace are not the kings of the Yumin Kingdom, but their gods.

The Qingyang Sanren landed in front of the palace, and immediately saw the Yuren who was holding the Qingyang Sanren come forward, knelt down on the ground, and handed out a token.

There were two rows of guards standing at the door, armed with spears and wearing uniforms made of animal skins. One of the guards took the token and looked at Qingyang Loose Cultivator.

"This is the foreigner that the country chief is looking for?"

"That's right!"

Although the Sanren of Qingyang were a little dazed from the cold, it could be seen that those who were qualified to be bodyguards were all existences with cultivation bases, and they had entered the innate stage, just like him.

"A monk with a cultivation base!"

"Innate stage!"

Two female feathered figures who looked like servants came out from the palace, and put a white bearskin cloak on Qingyang Sanren.

"Honorable guests, please! The lord of the country welcomes you!"

The furry bearskin cloak draped over his body immediately made Qingyang Sanren feel a warmth soaking into his heart, and he felt much more comfortable. He held on to the bearskin cloak tightly, and followed the two feathered servants toward the Go inside.

The gate of the palace is made of unknown species of tree. It is nearly five meters high, looks extremely bright red, and exudes a fiery air.

On the door is engraved a pattern of the ancient wind god flying in the sky, imitating the pattern on the mural, but it seems that the carving technique is not very exquisite, and it looks a bit abstract.

Most of the palace is made of wood, and the construction is much more delicate than the exterior.

Qingyang also saw a lot of painted pottery pottery and bronze wares of various sizes. Those big bronze wares looked ancient as if they had been dug out from some ancient ruins, while the small ones looked relatively simple and new.

Passing through a major hall, entering the side corridor, and zigzagging for a while, finally saw Fang Xiu and Zhu Liu in front of the gate of a side hall.

Qingyang's tense heartstrings were sent down at once. Seeing them was like seeing relatives, and now he couldn't help it anymore: "Why did you two come in! I thought I was going to be alone Lost here!"

Zhu Liu looked at Qingyang: "It seems that you have suffered a lot!"

When Qingyang Sanren talked about his experience, he shed tears of bitterness. Hearing what Zhu Liu said, he couldn't help it.

He kept waving his hands: "You don't know! How much I have suffered along the way!"

Qingyang couldn't help crying when he thought about it: "I haven't had a good night's sleep these days, and I haven't had a good meal!"

Fang Xiu moved away, revealing a tall Yuren man in a gorgeous red feather coat behind him. His feathers burning like flames and eyes full of fighting spirit looked at Qingyang Sanren, making him feel familiar for a while.

The bird's head turned, and Chi Yan nodded to Qingyang Sanren.

"Qingyang! We haven't seen each other for many years, but we finally meet again today!"

Qingyang was at a loss for a moment. Fang Xiu introduced: "Qingyang! This is the Lord Chiyan! The king of the Yumin Kingdom is also our old friend Mr. Chiyan!"

Qingyang Sanren sized Chi Yan up and down, and opened his mouth wide: "Mr. Chi Yan?"

How did Qingyang remember that Mr. Chi Yan was an angry bird? When did he become so tall and mighty.

At this moment, Qingyang's stomach growled, and his whole body felt weak immediately. Although he didn't quite understand the situation, Qingyang understood that now he had found an organization and was safe: "By the way, is there any food or drink? Give it all." I'm going to order, I'm almost starving to death!"

Chi Yan clapped his hands, and someone immediately prepared to go down.

"Qingyang! You're welcome, just say what you want, you helped me enter the world of mountains and seas, and I am what I am today!"

"I, Chi Yan, always repay my kindness, and today is the time for me to repay it!"

Chi Yan's speech was the same as in the past, full of rigidity.

Holding the clay pot in one mouthful, Qingyang poured the broth into his mouth.

A mouthful of roasted boar pork with no seasoning, it looks greedy and tasteless, it looks really hungry and crazy.

"Fengdu! Zhu Rong!"

"How did you two get here?"

Qingyang Loose Cultivator looked at the two of them while eating and said.

"The road must not be easy! There is no safe place in this ghostly place. There are monsters and ghosts everywhere. Anything that jumps out at random can kill people!"

Fang Xiu and Zhu Liu looked strange, they looked at Qingyang and didn't speak for a long time.

Qingyang was stunned for a moment, and stopped tearing the pig's legs: "Could you two just fall into Yumin's country?"

Fang Xiu pointed to Zhu Liu: "Zhu Rong fell directly into Yumin's country, and there was a fight at that time. Zhu Rong set fire to several houses, but was immediately caught by Yumin's Yufengshi and threw him in front of Chi Yan. , I immediately knew his identity after asking a few words."

"And the place where I fell was not far away, just behind that, and I came over after walking a few steps!"

Fang Xiu scooped up a bowl of soup, took a sip, wiped his mouth, he looked as if he just went out for a walk and came back.

The pork leg in Qingyang's hand fell off the pottery plate, with disbelief showing on his face.

"What do you mean? The two of you guys have been wearing mink fur coats here comfortably, eating barbecue, drinking hot soup, and hiding in the palace to warm up comfortably during this time!"

"Then I'm the only one out there in the ice and snow, freezing and hungry, and being chased by those monsters and ghosts? Fighting for meat with wolves?"