"Shangshang hexagram, Huotian Dajia hexagram!"
"Good luck!"
“Lord, everything goes well and everything goes smoothly.”
"Danger? No--there is! There are too many ways."
"But... there are variables in this world, and they are infinite variables. Infinite means that no one knows what will happen in the future!"
——
The above is the hexagram of Gou Xian, the old prophet.
Xin Zhuo was still somewhat wary of Lao Shizi's "Hundred Clans Yuan", but with Lao Gou's hexagram, he felt more relaxed.
Take Xiao Huang all the way to the southwest.
We are still nearly half a million miles away from the "Abyss of Hundred Tribes". In our previous life, we would have to circle the earth five times.
At the speed of a saint, it would take about ten days to travel day and night. In this regard, a warrior is not as good as a cultivator. Xin Zhuo did not know which ancient book he had read that a saint is equivalent to the early stage of the Immortal Lord in the world of cultivating immortals, and the Immortal Lord takes one hour. It can fly 600,000 miles.
Regardless of whether the author is so full that he has nothing to do. He studies the speed of warriors and immortal cultivators at length, and also excludes the blessings of immortal weapons and spiritual treasures, and the blessings of special secret techniques. I wonder if he wants to hold a marathon. Just say that this warrior fights with immortal cultivators and runs away if he can't defeat them. What can you do?
And he had the teleportation escape technique that imitated the immortal cultivator. He hurriedly hurriedly and slowly reached the "Hundred Clans Abyss" in six days.
On the road, there are not many warriors on their way, and most of them are probably already in place.
He landed two hundred miles away from the "Hundred Clans Abyss", gathered all his aura, and hurried away slowly.
He was very unfamiliar with "Hundred Tribes Abyss" and only got a rough idea from Gou Xian——
The small formation here suppresses three principalities within a radius of about 800 miles, with thousands of cities and towns, and more than 70 million human beings. The southernmost big city is the ancient city of "Linqiu", which is where the small formation's eye is.
As for which super sects, major sects, martial arts families and small sects came to guard, it was not clear whether these forces would be obedient and what methods they had.
There is no attack from all races, and they know nothing about it.
When he comes, he is naturally the dictator of heaven and earth here, but he needs to quietly see if there is any room for maneuver. If he comes too late, this place has already been captured. Damn it, the thirty-six strategies are the best, and you can't make any mistakes. With an awe-inspiring sense of justice, he picked up the knife and charged forward.
However, judging from the panicked but not fearful pedestrians on the official road, it was obvious that it was not too late.
It seemed like it had just rained, and the road was a little muddy. Although it was already winter, the climate in the south was mild. The roadside was covered with strange flowers, and the scenery along the way was beautiful.
Xiao Huang Sayazi ran wildly for a while, and then got into the dense forest, and then got into the passing cars and horses to scare people.
Xin Zhuo is looking at the sky. The sage knows the changes of the sun and the moon, the power under the rules of nature, and the changes of the five elements and eight trigrams of the world. He also has some understanding of good and bad luck. At a glance, he can see a dark cloud due south, which indicates great evil. The aliens are coming soon.
I couldn't help but feel a little heavy.
"Master, there is a good show to watch!"
At this time, Xiao Huang emerged from the dense forest with a strange look on his face, a sinister look on his face, not like a good dog.
"A good show?"
Xin Zhuo's thoughts swept across, everything was under control, and he cursed: "You are so presumptuous, I am a saint, quiet and inactive, flawless, with a clear mind, to do such a despicable thing..."
Xiao Huang lowered his voice: "It's as big as a bowl, as crystal clear as jade, it hums and cries, and its thoughts are hazy. It's better to see it with your eyes."
A few breaths later, Xin Zhuo and Xiao Huang stood "side by side" behind a thorn in the dense forest, looking forward.
There was an open space there, and a woman with a beautiful face and a hot body was being held down by a young man.
The woman's spiritual platform is in the third heaven, and the young master's spiritual platform is in the ninth heaven, and is one step away from entering the ruins.
But it seems...not Nohe!
The upper half of the woman's clothes were removed, and it was just as Xiao Huang said, but her eyes were dim with tears and she kept scolding her harshly.
The young master suppressed it with his true energy, forced it, and cursed: "You little bitch, if you obey me, I will leave you a way to survive, otherwise your Qingyang Sect will be wiped out!"
The woman really stopped struggling. There was nothing more sad than heartbreak, and tears fell down her cheeks.
The young master was extremely excited: "That's right. I am a true disciple of a super sect, and I am worthy of you, the daughter of the head of the Qingyang Sect. You and I are a good match!"
The woman's eyes were filled with hatred as she looked at him: "The guarding saint is coming soon, and your Holy Spirit Sword Sect can't cover the sky!"
The young master laughed loudly: "The foreign race is coming soon. When the saint arrives, you don't need my Holy Spirit Sword Sect? In Linqiu ancient city, there are five super sects, sixteen major sects, eighteen martial arts families, and ninety-three small sects. In terms of strength, , our Holy Spirit Sword Sect is ranked among the top three. Saints have the responsibility of guarding, so they naturally have to consider it. Not to mention you, even if they want all the female disciples of your sect, Saints also have to consider it!"
The woman stopped talking completely.
"Ha ha……"
The young master laughed and was about to continue, but suddenly he found a man and a dog squatting strangely beside him. He couldn't help but turned pale with fright, and jumped up. The momentum and martial thoughts of the Lingtai realm rose into the sky, covering half of the mountain forest, and a bloody Holding the long knife in his hand, he said angrily: "Who is it?"
The woman was also shocked and hurriedly pulled up her clothes to cover her body.
Xin Zhuo was a little disappointed: "Go on, I'm not a hero saving the beauty, I'm just watching the show. You talk too much, and you move too long, which makes the viewers anxious."
The young master was furious and was about to take action, but stopped. Although the warrior did not cultivate his mind, he still had good eyesight. Although the "young man" in front of him did nothing, he gave him a feeling like a wild beast. No, it was A breath of despair.
"Hunyuanxu? The five declines of heaven and man? Which sect are you from?"
"you guess!"
Xin Zhuo said seriously.
"Let's meet again in Linqiu Ancient City!"
The young master sneered and flew away into the distance.
Xin Zhuo then looked at the woman on the ground: "Name?"
"Song Xinruo!"
The woman put on her clothes in a panic, "What's your surname, my benefactor?"
"It doesn't matter what my last name is." Xin Zhuo said, "Tell me what happened?"
Song Xinruo's eyes were slightly red: "There are too many sects and martial arts families coming to the ancient city of Linqiu. It's so chaotic. Before the aliens arrived, they started killing each other. My father is the head of the Qingyang Sect, and he provoked Ling in the past few days. The Knife Saint Sect was killed by the Holy Son of the Lingdao Saint Sect. Later, they were afraid that the guarding saint would come and blame them, so they supported my second uncle to take over as the head of the Qingyang Sect. The second uncle followed their lead and wanted to sacrifice me. I didn't want to, so I ran away in a hurry, but I was just caught up by Liang Wu, the true disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect!"
What kind of nonsense is this?
Xin Zhuo frowned and said, "You might as well go back to the city with me and tell me about the situation in the city. I will make the decision for you!"
"You?" Song Xinruo looked him up and down, hesitantly, "Do you know how terrifying the Spirit Sword Saint Sect is?"
Xin Zhuo nodded: "I know, but I have an old relationship with the ancestors of the Spirit Sword Holy Sect, so they will definitely give me some face!"
Song Xinruo was overjoyed: "Okay!"
…
A journey of two hundred miles only takes an hour.
"Linqiu City" is a majestic city with tall city walls, towering city towers, and a city wall stretching for hundreds of miles. The word "Linqiu" on the gate is simple and vicissitudes of life, which is intimidating.
At this moment, in front of the gate, more than a hundred masters of the third level of Yangshi Sea Realm were deployed to guard the gate. Their eyes were like daggers, guarding against the surroundings.
There are thousands of warriors and civilians queuing up to enter. They are a mixture of fish and dragons, and the atmosphere is fierce. Some people are fighting each other at every turn, bumping into a group of pedestrians, causing the water in the moat to stir up, and the waves are surging.
In the city, there was faint sword energy flying and true energy lingering, and it was obvious that someone was also sparring with each other.
Xin Zhuo stopped and put his hands behind his back to watch.
Human beings have this urinary nature. When there are too many people, chaos will arise. More than 130 forces are entangled together. If there is no foreign attack, they will become chaos first.
What a rabble!
"They're coming!"
At this moment, at the city gate, the young master who had bullied Song Xinruo before was looking around. He saw Xin Zhuo and Song Xinruo and laughed ferociously: "It's that man and the bitch of the Qingyang Sect. Please ask uncle to seek justice for me!"
There were several people standing beside him. The leader was a handsome-looking man in his thirties, Yuanji Yilin, with a cold expression. As soon as he stepped down, he was like a strong wind, and passers-by flew out one after another. In front of the city gate Chaos.
(End of chapter)
