In the far west, on the White Tiger Continent, among the rolling mountains, there are dozens of huge wooden palaces. The walls of these palaces are all made of whole giant logs, giving people a very strong shock feel.
At the moment when the Demon Lord ascended, many people walked out of these wooden palaces.
Among these people, there are young and old.
But everyone's temperament is all out of the world, and the eyes of the few old people are full of vicissitudes and wisdom.
One of the old men, who seemed to be dying, looked at the endless sky above his head and said softly: "Someone has ascended... And, it seems, it seems to be very powerful! Even the catastrophe can't do anything to him."
"Could it be that person?" A young man in his thirties beside him asked in a deep voice.
Looking carefully, the young man's eyes seemed to be full of vicissitudes. Obviously, his age should be much older than his appearance.
"Nine times out of ten." The dying old man coughed twice, and then said, "Go and tell Qin Xiao that he has ascended."
"Would this be the case?" A hint of worry flashed in the eyes of the young man beside him.
"No, I believe, he will work harder." A faint smile appeared on the wrinkled old man's old face, and he said: "Our lonely city... has not been in the WTO for too many years, so I will inform you by the way. A few young children said, let them all work harder, the Zongmen Conference, which is held once every fifty years, will come in a few years. This time, the four sects of Gucheng Yijian and Tianwai Feixian will all send people to participate. "
"We want to join the WTO?" asked the young man.
The old man in his dying years shook his head slightly: "No, we want to explore the secret!"
"Can those young disciples from low-level sects do it?" The young man frowned.
The dying old man smiled faintly: "Don't underestimate people in the world, besides, the one who ascended, isn't his apprentice still there?"
The young man left thoughtfully.
Those other people also squinted their eyes, looking at the direction of the distant sky. Many people have longing in their eyes.
Ascension...is the only motivation for them to practice to this day!
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In the south, on the Suzaku Continent.
A very secret place.
In fact, it's not too secretive, because here, it looks like a very ordinary small mountain village.
The thatched cottage, the smoke from the kitchen, and the urchins chasing and playing in the fields.
What is extraordinary is that within tens of thousands of miles of this small mountain village, there is no human habitation.
Here is the location of 'One Sword'.
Even those sects on Suzaku Continent, almost no one knows that the majestic 'One Sword' looks like a small village in the world from the outside.
At the moment when the Demon Lord ascended, the small village where the urchins were playing and the chickens were screaming and the dogs were barking, became quiet in an instant.
Even those seven or eight-year-old children all raised their heads and looked at the void in the distant direction.
Although they couldn't see anything, they seemed to be able to see something by looking at their serious expressions.
Many people came out of their respective houses, and they all looked towards the north at the same time.
"Someone has ascended." A middle-aged strong man with a big beard said seriously: "It has been many years that no one has ascended. This time, it is Qinglong."
"Have you heard of it? Qinglong has produced a remarkable person." A young woman who looks to be in her twenties, wearing a very earthy calico dress, the only thing that is admirable is her unpainted face. Fendai, but with a white and tender face like an egg that has been peeled off its shell.
"I heard that that person slapped a congenital cultivator in Gucheng flying." A peasant woman who looked about forty years old, with an ordinary appearance, also wearing a rustic calico shirt, said with a smile.
"Don't gloat, the innate monks in the lonely city may not be worse than you." The middle-aged man with a big beard said in a deep voice.
The peasant woman seemed a little unconvinced: "I'm born on the seventh floor, so I can beat that little brat!"
The bearded middle-aged man rolled his eyes and said with a sneer, "I think you haven't been beaten for a few days!"
"Oh, He Feng, I think your skin is itchy!" The peasant woman raised her two thick eyebrows: "Don't accept it?"
"I'm afraid of you? Hua Sanniang, don't think you can be arrogant just because you are my wife!" The bearded middle-aged man sneered.
"Father, mother, are you finished? Is this interesting?" the young woman in her twenties said angrily.
"Humph!" He Feng snorted, turned around and left.
"Hmph!" Hua Sanniang also snorted, turned around and left.
The corners of the mouths of the others twitched, and there was no expression on their faces, as if they had long been used to this strange couple.
At this time, an old woman who hadn't spoken all this time said in a deep voice: "Hua Xiaoya, you should prepare yourself and retreat for a few years."
"Why?" The young woman stared at the old woman with wide almond eyes, "Grandma, didn't you say you would let me go out to play?"
"The Zongmen General Assembly once every fifty years is about to begin. This time, you will represent Yijian to participate." The old woman said lightly.
"Ah? Attending their meeting? Interesting?" Hua Xiaoya's handsome face showed a somewhat disdainful expression: "Isn't it a bully to let me go?"
"Do you really think that you are invincible in the world?" The old woman paused for a moment with the dragon-head crutch in her hand, and glared at the young woman: "This time, with a sword in the lonely city, flying immortals will send people there."
"Why?" The young woman Hua Xiaoya seemed to be interested: "I can hang and beat those three factions of brats?"
The old woman gave the young woman a hard look: "Hua Xiaoya!"
Hua Xiaoya shrank her neck, put her hands in her cuffs, and pretended that I was honest, but those smart eyes that swiveled around betrayed her a little.
"Remember! In this world, you are not the only one who is strong. The apprentice of the person who ascended may not be worse than you!" The old woman rolled her eyes, turned and went back to the house, and said: "Follow your father and mother!" I didn’t learn any good things, I beat this and that all day long, don’t be beaten by others…”
"Oh, grandma, don't underestimate her, when the time comes, she will go and beat you up!" Hua Xiaoya looked dissatisfied.
"If you have the ability, come out of Guixu alive and brag with me again." The old woman's voice came from the room, and then the wooden door slammed shut.
Someone on the side laughed and said: "Hua Xiaoya, go to Guixu and beat everyone up, I support you!"
"Yeah, we also support you to hang everyone in Guixu!" A group of people booed.
Hua Xiaoya sneered and rolled her eyes: "Just go! What's the big deal? Hmph, when the time comes, I beg grandma to take you with me!"
boom!
A group of onlookers around suddenly scattered like birds and beasts.
Homecoming—
This is a place that can be regarded as a forbidden area among the four sects of One Sword in the Lonely City and Flying Immortals Beyond the Sky.
Even the most gifted young people dare not say that they can get out of there unscathed.
But without exception, all those who have entered Guixu and come out alive have cultivated to an extremely high level in a very short period of time!
There, there are great dangers and great opportunities!