"Zhuo'er actually caused such a big trouble this time!"
In the Xuantian Mountains, there are dozens of peaks above the original Xuantian Sword Sect site. In just one or two years, hundreds of towering medieval-style buildings were erected on the spot, and the sky was protected by a huge dome. The mountain formation is shrouded in mist, and in the formation and among the peaks, mist is lingering, cranes are flying, spiritual beasts are screaming, and from time to time, Daluo disciples with wide robes and long sleeves flying to and fro.
There is less mundane atmosphere than before, and more mystery and solemnity.
Standing still at the Sword Peak has become a thing of the past, even the Xuantian Sword Sect is gone, replaced by the Xuantian Palace that occupies a mountain peak and dozens of palaces.
The former headmaster Daozhen is now just the chief elder of Xuantian Palace, and the master of the palace is a master of the Five Decline Realm of Heaven and Human who returned from nowhere.
The original eighteen sects became the eighteen pavilions and halls of Da Luo, and were unified and led by the masters who returned from Da Luo.
There are frequent benign and vicious competitions within the sect, which makes the disciples of the original Xuantian Sword Sect surprisingly united. However, because of Xin Zhuo's incident, they are often despised and bullied by their fellow sects.
In Xuantian Hall, there is an octagonal pavilion under dozens of maple trees. At this moment, Yu Zhuji, Chu Daguo, Taoist He, Zhu Qing, Li Hanzhu, Song Tianxing and Chu Siniang are sitting cross-legged.
The speaker was Chu Siniang. She held a piece of paper tightly in her hand. On it was a letter sent back by her disciple Nangong Wentian and others who were out for training. She sighed and said: "First of all, I, Da Luo and Dayan's Hunyuanxu masters. All of them died in Zhuoer's hands, including three of the original eighteen sects, Zhang Baguio and others, followed by Ling Gucheng and Zangxue from the Dayan sect, both of whom were in the Five Declines of Heaven and Human realm.
There were dozens of people when they left, but now only Qing Guzi and Wang Baidu from the Dayan Sect returned, causing an uproar in the two sects.
Mr. Dongfang, the leader of the Great Luo Sect, was furious. Several saints and saints were also furious. The Dayan Sect was also furious. Let’s not mention this matter for the time being...
Wentian and Ali received news that Huangquan Sect, Kujian Cave Heaven, Bauhinia Holy Land and Baixiao Tower were also going after Zhuoer. "
Yu Zhuji and others were shocked. They had already known about Xin Zhuo's execution of Zhang Biyao and more than a dozen people, including the former master of the eighteen sects. The news of the tragic death of the sect master's beloved disciple Ling Gucheng came back yesterday, and they also knew. Horrified. But...why do these "behemoths" from many holy places and caves also want to hunt down Xin Zhuo?
Song Tianxing frowned and said, "Why?"
Without waiting for Chu Siniang's answer, Chu Daguo, who had been silent all the time, sighed: "I know that I have a good relationship with Senior Sister Qingguzi. She has revealed to me that Xin Zhuo has cracked the ninth level of the saint's inheritance in Rushan Mountain with great efforts. Overwhelming everyone, he was finally transformed into a saint. He broke through the Hunyuan Xuhou Realm before the battle, summoned the saint's magical power, killed the disciples of major holy places, caves, and super sects, and caused a huge disaster!"
"this……"
A group of people were in a state of ups and downs, unable to calm down for a long time.
Although Xin Zhuo is an abandoned disciple of Da Luo and has nothing to do with them on the surface, in fact everything affects their nerves because Xin Zhuo is an acquired person who grew up in their hands and taught him such unruly behavior. , killing the iron-blooded little guy, they absolutely have an unshirkable responsibility.
However, if they say they hate Xin Zhuo... no! They were somewhat relieved in their hearts. Yes, they were relieved. Nowadays, they were squeezed out everywhere in Daluo Sect, but a mere abandoned disciple of their own Xuantian Sword Sect could kill many masters and stir up the world. Can other pavilions and palaces do it? Can't do it!
Of course, such strange thoughts cannot be revealed.
There was a trace of emotion on Yu Zhuji's slightly enchanting face. He looked towards the depths of the Yuanchang Cliff in the north and smiled bitterly: "Master, Uncle Master and Senior Brother Liu will not be able to leave seclusion in the foreseeable future, but Xin Zhuo has been able to do so in just a few days. Over the years, his cultivation has skyrocketed, and he has advanced thousands of miles with each passing day. They may not be able to imagine how terrible Xin Zhuo is and what he has achieved today!"
Speaking of this, a group of people couldn't help but feel a bit of sourness and emotion in their hearts. Xin Zhuo, the boy who followed Zhao Yizhu back then and was rejected by everyone and refused to take him in, who would have thought that he would become so famous in these years and even take them. These elders are thousands of miles away.
Chu Siniang shook her head and laughed: "Qingfeng really loves this beloved disciple to the core. I wonder if he knows that Zhuoer is like this, should he be happy or angry?"
Song Tianxing suddenly stared blankly at the tallest sect master's palace in the distance, which was like a fairy palace in the clouds, and the majestic seven or eight masters of the five degenerate celestial beings who took orders and rushed to the outside of the sect. He vaguely guessed their purpose and couldn't help but He said in a low tone: "I hope Xin Zhuo... can escape this disaster!"
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In fact, the speculations and worries of this group of elders in Xinzhuo back then were still light in this world with a radius of more than 100,000 miles. They were not aware of the terrifying thousands and thousands of things like Huangquan Sect, Bauhinia Holy Land, Kujian Cave Heaven and Baixiao Tower. There is still too little understanding of the big forces in the Nian inheritance.
Nowadays, the world's masters are like desert sands. Unknown old monsters of casual cultivators, chaotic sects, long-established aristocratic families, royal families, and even ancient ruins are everywhere. But when it comes to the top forces, Huangquan Sect, Zijin Sect, etc. Holy Land, etc., can definitely be ranked in the top twenty.
These terrifying beings actually joined forces to hunt down a Hunyuanxu boy named Xin Zhuo. This is extremely rare in recorded history.
Some wise people guessed that this person must be extremely difficult to deal with. It would be fine if he did not encounter him. If he did encounter him, it would be better not to provoke him as much as possible.
Some reckless men were attracted by the extremely generous rewards. No matter what Xin Zhuo's realm was or what was weird about him, they just searched everywhere like a headless fly.
In just one month, 383 "Xin Zhuo" have been killed.
Of course, the head of the person who risked his life to receive the reward was hung on the wall of the latrine the next day.
…
"A lazy donkey poops and urinates a lot..."
A sharp and unpleasant hoarse voice came out from the lush and dense forest deep in Shiwanda Mountain. It was accompanied by the "squeak" of a broken car and the snort of a donkey, startling a crowd of birds on the roadside.
The donkey is an old donkey, and the carriage is a broken carriage tied with a black awning and linen. The driver is a lean old man with a wrinkled face and a gap-toothed grin. Next to him squats a napping little yellow dog, with a carcass beside his hooves. Golden skull frame.
The carriage reached a mountain bend and bumped a bit. The coachman stopped singing and looked back at the carriage: "Azhuo, how do you like my singing voice? With our ability, we can go out and sing and make a living, right?"
"At least one hundred low-grade martial arts stones a day." Xin Zhuo's voice came from the carriage.
Li Guangling grinned happily, but he had some doubts in his heart: "Can't? I'm still a little self-aware, and I can't bear ten or eight yuan."
"One piece is for a deaf person who watches the fun, and ninety-nine yuan is for someone who can't stand the noise and beats you up as compensation."
"Well……"
Li Guangling's mouth trembled, and he took out two wine gourds from the rag bag at his waist, threw one into the carriage, and kept the other for himself: "What are you thinking about all the way? Come on, I have stories and wine, I want it Arrange the two old bastards Huang Taigai and Jiang Yong."
In the carriage, Xin Zhuo took the wine gourd and put it aside instead of drinking it.
After rescuing Li Guangling, the two of them ran out of Sandie Valley immediately, then stole a donkey cart, threw down a few spiritual grasses, and then ran away in a random direction. The main thing was to follow the crowd.
Along the way, he summarized his current cultivation and strength.
[Well owner: Xin Zhuo. 】
【Yuehua:100/100】
[Realm: Hunyuan Xuhou Realm, (requires five thousand years of special sacrifices to sacrifice spirits, unlimited accumulation, fusion of Hunyuan to transform Zhoutian, accumulation of a hundred times the cultivation of warriors in the same realm, and the five declines of heaven and humans upon entry)]
One hundred times is a perverted base number.
In terms of cultivation, it can be said that he has entered a period of dryness, and it will be difficult for him to find another treasure land and another saint's inheritance for him to break through. It is definitely an opportunity that can only be encountered but not sought.
Moreover, Hunyuan's transformation into Zhoutian is the last hurdle to enter the five declines of heaven and man. Once you reach this stage of cultivation, you can no longer rely on chance, but on massive accumulation and endless supply of resources!
Without the training of a big sect or a big force, everything depends on himself. This process is probably very slow, especially what the hell is a hundred times, which makes him a little confused.
The Five Decline Realm of Heaven and Man is an extremely mysterious realm. It has nothing to do with your strength, fighting power, Qi, martial arts, or talent. It depends on your willfulness, your perception of life and death, and your definition of life.
Just like Master Huang Taigai said, how many gods and humans will be born in this world within a hundred years? Yes, that is also accumulated over time.
(End of chapter)
