Although Yang Xuan grew up on the Cerulean Planet, for some reason, the Wushen Planet was more familiar to him. He even vaguely regarded it as his hometown.
Maybe it was because he had left many indelible memories on the Wushen Planet. In contrast, his memories on the Cerulean Planet were not so colorful.
The beautiful Cerulean Planet looked quiet and peaceful under the starry sky.
His satellite, the moon, was on the back of the Cerulean Planet at the moment. After the sunlight was cooled, it sprinkled down.
Yang Xuan was surprised to find that the originally desolate and silent moon had undergone tremendous changes.
Groups of strange tall buildings were scattered all over the surface of the moon in picturesque disorder. Aircraft shining with a metallic luster were taking off and landing from time to time. They were busy but not messy.
What surprised Yang Xuan even more was that the people piloting those aircraft turned out to be cultivators.
Although their cultivations were not very high, the Spirit Qi flowing in their bodies clearly indicated their identities.
After watching for a long time, Yang Xuan vaguely guessed the key to it.
It seemed that the Cerulean Planet and Penglai had been fully integrated. Technology and cultivation had developed at the same time and complemented each other. They had promoted each other.
After watching for a long time, Yang Xuan did not disturb these unfamiliar faces. Instead, he quietly approached the Cerulean Planet.
He only had one goal, and that was to find the legendary Dragon Ball.
The entire Cerulean Planet had undergone earth-shaking changes. Whether it was the present world or Penglai, there were shadows of the integration of technology and cultivation everywhere.
In modern terms, the Spirit Qi had recovered and all the people were cultivating.
Yang Xuan clicked his tongue in wonder as he silently landed in a small alley. His gaze, however, landed on a small shop to the side.
It was probably a grocery store. The words "Sheng Hui Spiritual Weapon Shop" were written in Chinese on the signboard.
Yang Xuan was surprised and walked in.
The shop was not big. It was about twenty or thirty square meters. There was only one power source. A young man in ordinary clothes was lying on the counter, drowsy.
Yang Xuan browsed casually and found that the shelves were filled with things that he seemed to recognize, but at the same time, he didn't.
This was a very strange feeling. Clearly, they were all ordinary things, but upon closer inspection, they seemed to be right but were actually wrong.
Yang Xuan had a strange look on his face as he picked up something that looked like a lighter from the shelf.
Bada bada!
He pressed a few times, but there was no flame.
The young man lying on the counter was startled by the noise. He yawned and stood up.
"What would you like?" He stretched and asked.
"What's this?" Yang Xuan asked while holding the lighter.
The young man looked at him strangely. "A lighter. What's so strange about it?"
Yang Xuan almost choked on his saliva. He asked angrily, "How do I use it?"
The young man picked up a lighter from the side and pressed it, causing a string of flames to rise.
This time, Yang Xuan saw it clearly. When the young man pressed the lighter, a faint trace of spiritual power flowed out from his body and entered the lighter. It activated a delicate device and produced a flame with an extremely high temperature.
Yang Xuan followed suit. After making a flame, he asked strangely, "Isn't the lighter filled with flammable gas? Why is it so complicated? "
The man said disdainfully, "Uncle, did you crawl out of the ground? What era is it? Non-renewable energy has long been used up. Now, everyone uses spiritual power. It's clean and convenient. Uncle, where did you come from? You don't even know this? "
Yang Xuan was choked and speechless. He smacked his lips and said, "Then what about this?"
As he spoke, he picked up a small square the size of a fingernail.
"Gloves. Uncle, you didn't really crawl out of an ancient tomb, did you?" The young man looked at Yang Xuan strangely. He picked up another small square and placed it in the palm of his hand. At the same time, spiritual power surged slightly.
In the next moment, a faint white light flashed. The small square turned into a transparent glove as thin as a cicada's wing and covered his hand.
Yang Xuan immediately shut up. He felt that if he continued to ask, he would be treated like a zombie that had crawled out of a grave and be dealt with.
"Do you know General Li Na?" he asked.
"You're talking about Grandmaster Li, right?" The young man said angrily. "Grandmaster Li's name is not something you can say. Be careful or I'll call the police and have you arrested."
Yang Xuan touched his nose and said weakly, "Where is Grandmaster Li?"
"Of course she's in Sky City. Where else? Uncle, you're so strange. "The young man sneered.
Yang Xuan turned around and left.
He felt that if he stayed any longer, he would be angered to death.
The feeling of being treated like a country bumpkin was just too strange.
After leaving the narrow alley, Yang Xuan rose from the ground. With a sweep of his divine sense, he knew where the Sky City that the young man was talking about was.
In the sky above Ping Hai City, there was a huge and beautiful city. Water flowed from the top of the city, and it was green and glossy. A long waterfall flowed down, but before it touched the ground, it disappeared into the void.
Between the mountains and mist, there were buildings that emitted the aura of nature. It was like a fairyland.
Yang Xuan concealed himself and stealthily approached the city in the sky, his Divine Sense probing it like flowing water.
But in the next moment, sirens sounded.
In the blink of an eye, the huge Sky City was protected by a layer of faint blue light.
A few seconds later, hundreds of streaks of light shot out from the majestic Sky City. In a short time, they formed a huge formation.
Yang Xuan looked carefully. Those were clearly luxurious mechas piloted by cultivators.
A few black-armored cultivators flew into the sky and looked around. After failing to find anything, a peculiar expression appeared on their faces.
A faint smile appeared on Yang Xuan's face. He recognized these people. They were all Li Na's subordinates.
At this moment, a graceful and elegant woman with an extraordinary bearing walked into the sky step by step and arrived in front of everyone.
A warm feeling welled up in Yang Xuan's heart. This person was none other than Li Na.
Li Na appeared to be in her twenties, but she no longer had the ferocity of a soldier. Instead, there was an extremely calm and tranquil aura around her. It was as if she had become one with her surroundings.
"Master Li, the defensive system has been activated. However, our people haven't discovered any intruders." A person bowed and reported to Li Na.
Li Na looked around her.
Yang Xuan said, "Look". Li Na's divine sense swept back and forth in all directions.
However, with her cultivation base at the Soul Formation Pinnacle Stage, she was naturally unable to discover Yang Xuan.
After probing for a while and failing to find anything, Li Na opened her mouth, wanting to say something.
Right at this moment, an extremely familiar voice sounded in her ears.
"Li Na, I'm back."
As soon as the voice entered her ears, Li Na's body trembled violently as if she had been knocked back to the mortal world.
In the next instant, her eyes began to redden. Tears began to appear in her beautiful eyes.
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