The Emperor of the Immortal Realm

"Oh?"

"I heard it belonged to the saint's father before. After the saint's father died, the saint naturally inherited this place. The outer sect did not dare to pay attention to my property in the holy land!" Qinglong proudly said.

"Let's go!" Yan Chuan nodded.

This area is full of ice and snow, but the temperature is not cold enough for Yanchuan.

The group of people arrived at the door of Ice and Snow City.

Ice and Snow City originally belonged to Mo Yuxi, and the guards naturally did not dare to stop Qinglong and his party.

Entering the city, the city is roughly the same as Wuyou City, but it has more ice crystals and white features. Very beautiful.

Everyone quickly flew to a huge floating island in the center.

On the floating island, the palaces are all ice crystal palaces, so dreamy.

"I have seen Qinglongwei, Baihuwei!" A large number of guards and repairers came over, saying very respectfully.

Bai Long's face was flushed, obviously remembering the heartache of being forced to change his name a month ago.

"Go down!" Qinglongwei waved.

"Yes!" Everyone retreated.

Everyone came to the center ice and snow hall.

"I'll call the saint!" Qinglong said.

"I'll go too!" Bai Long also shouted.

"Meow! Coward!" Meow disdainfully said.

Yan Chuan smiled slightly and nodded.

After Qinglong and Bailong left, Yan Chuan turned around.

Many people around looked curiously at Yan Chuan in the distance.

In the city, apart from the largest saint, then Qinglong and Baihu, but at this moment the two are so polite to the man carrying the kitten? Who is he?

Yan Chuan walked along. Suddenly his face changed.

"Meow? Big gangster, what's wrong with you?" Meow curiously hugged a spirit stone.

"Stop talking, let me be quiet!" Yan Chuan shook his head.

Yan Chuan stood in front of the Ice and Snow Hall, closed his eyes, and stood quietly.

"Om!"

Yan Chuan felt his blood tremble slightly. Slightly extreme.

If Yan Chuan is only the spirit of the essence realm, it can't be felt at all. However, although Yan Chuan's cultivation is in the spirit realm, his will and the spirit are virtual. There is a lot of self-induction that is different from others.

The light tremor of blood?

Why is it trembling? It's too weak to be felt.

"My bloodline? What did the bloodline sense in Ice and Snow City? Is it related to my bloodline?" Yan Chuan frowned.

"Om!"

The more the induction, the weaker the blood tremor.

Miao Miao also stopped eating Lingshi and looked at Yan Chuan curiously.

"No, it's not that my blood is sensing something, but something is sensing my blood. Someone or something is sensing my blood. I am passive. The other party is the sensing party. He is sensing me? And point to my bloodline?" Yan Chuan was surprised to guess the possibility.

At this time, Qinglong and Bailong came again.

"Gongzi Yan, because of something, the saint took Suzaku and Xuanwu first, and let the butler inform us, if we don't wait for the saint, let us go by ourselves!" Qinglong smiled bitterly.

Only then did Yan Chuan slowly open his eyes.

"Master Yan, what are you doing here with your eyes closed?" Bai Long asked curiously.

"I want to live here for a few days!" Yan Chuan shook his head.

"Huh?" Qing Long and Bai Long said unexpectedly.

"Please help me find the history of this ice and snow city. I want to see it. In a few days, can we go to the site of the Immortal Holy Land?" Yan Chuan said solemnly.

"Ah, well, no problem, anyway, the remains of the Immortal Holy Land, no one has found it yet!" Qinglong nodded weirdly.

Bai Long looked at Yan Chuan puzzledly.

"Otherwise, Bai Long will go to Mo Yuxi's place first, tell me about it, and say I will be late!" Yan Chuan thought for a while.

"Alright, Bai Long, do what Yan Gongzi said!" Qinglong nodded.

PS: Great emperors, the third shift is over! Watching chess is too tired, let's rest!

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