It was night, and the thatched cottage on the top of the Moon Peak really surprised You Chuiyun. He had imagined luxury, but also imagined simplicity, but he never imagined that it was a wooden house looming in the misty clouds on the top of the mountain.
It's so magical.
The full moon was bright and bright, laying a carpet of glow for the arriving guests.
"The guest room is fully furnished, you can sleep peacefully and leave early tomorrow." She ordered, then entered the hut without saying anything.
You Chuiyun came back to his senses and laughed to himself, thinking that it saved him from the awkward conversation. He did not immediately enter the wooden house, but strolled to a large rock on the edge of the cliff, sat down cross-legged, and bathed in the moonlight.
Looking from the bottom of the cliff, there are little sparks, mist is surging, and no living beings can be seen.
Such a cliff.
"Plowing the clouds and planting the moon, reaching for the stars, enjoying the breath of nature. As expected, the mountains are high and the aura is abundant. Senior sister Wenren lives like a fairy."
He reached into his arms, took out a small handkerchief wrapped in something, and slowly opened it. It turned out to be a piece of broken pastry that had been squeezed and deformed.
"What happened today is really troubling. I don't have any ambitions. I just want the days to come to be peaceful. Alas, nine out of ten people are unhappy, and it's not easy to get a little leisure."
Looking at the appalling cake, he raised it with a smile and whispered to the full moon, "Happy birthday."
Although his birthday today is a bit twisty, let's just make do with it and just bless myself.
Time has passed, and only the spirit of self-entertainment can survive these difficult years. What makes me, You, dissatisfied and unhappy? You must know how many people were killed and injured in a disaster that year. There was no life for thousands of miles, and there was blood and oars.
There are even rumors that Qinhuai, which is ten miles away from Jinling in the south, became famous overnight.
You Chuiyun shook his head, thinking not to have too many unpleasant thoughts. Just when he was about to take a bite, a hand stretched out out of thin air and snatched the pastry away.
You Chuiyun was startled and took a closer look.
There is someone beyond the cliff!
It was a woman in a brocade skirt, magnificent and mysterious, with a mask covering her face. She seemed to have walked from the moon and stood outside the cliff.
Like the goddess of the moon.
However, the sudden appearance of this mysterious goddess made You Chuiyun feel stunned, and he had to call Senior Sister Wenren to come and save his life.
Ah, You Chuiyun swallowed the word "help".
"Thank you." She said, as if this piece of cake was specially prepared for her, and the words "happy birthday" were also meant for her.
The mysterious woman took a small bite of the pastry, and stopped after tasting it, with an overly elegant gesture.
Her calm voice was like the wind blowing through the bushes.
"It's been ten thousand years, and yet someone can still wish me a happy life."
You Chuiyun was stunned and speechless for a long time. Who is this woman who appeared out of thin air? Why did she take my cake?
Then the mysterious woman stared at the cabin, seeming to have seen through the people in the cabin. She waved her hand lightly, and the two figures disappeared in an instant.
Next breath.
The door of the cabin suddenly shattered and exploded. In the blink of an eye, Wenren Zhuxiao was already crouching on the cliff, the big rock that You Chuiyun was sitting on just now.
At this moment, there was no trace of the two of them on the solitary rock, as if nothing had happened.
"There are fluctuations." She looked sharply in all directions.
"Senior, what do you mean? That person is just a mortal. If there is any offense, senior please show mercy."
"She's gone."
The person who answered him was an old man, a frail old man who seemed to have just climbed a mountain, sweating profusely and panting.
"Master, Master?" Wen Renzhu said with a smile, "Master, aren't you in the Central Plains Dynasty?"
"Although I am an old teacher, I can still barely manage to travel thousands of miles in an instant."
The old man shook his body, put his hands into his sleeves, and the breeze swayed his three snow-white beards; his face was like an old man with a fish on his back, but he was in good spirits.
"Master, I didn't lie to you. This Lan Yue Peak has a great fortune. It's a pity that you are not close to fate, just a little bit."
The old man stretched out his hand, and the gap between his index finger and thumb was filled with moonlight.
Wenren Zhuxiao laughed dryly and said: "Fate cannot be forced, but I still understand, but who is this senior? Why did she kidnap You Chuiyun?"
"God knows." The old man looked at the sky and suddenly hissed: "No, could it be..."
"What?"
The old man pointed to the bright stars in the sky and said: "Taibai eats the Pleiades, Venus covers the Pleiades, I... I... made the wrong calculation?"
Wen Renzhuxiao has been living on the top of Lanyue Peak for seven years, just to wait for the shocking fate that the master said, but today he is waiting for the wrong person that the master said. Although she felt a little depressed, she would not be discouraged at all.
"Everything is destiny, Master. Today's events have made me understand that everything still depends on myself. If I don't get the fate of creation, I can only make up for it with millions of hard work. From now on, I heard Ren Zhuxiao. Nor will I have any delusions about reaching the sky in one fell swoop.”
Wenren Zhuxiao looked at the moon calmly. When he said these words, he had a strange feeling. It was indescribable, but it made him feel smooth and refreshed. His stagnant cultivation even felt a little looser.
The old man cast his gaze on the already slim female disciple, his eyes filled with surprise at first and then full of love.
"The little girl back then has grown up, and she has such a state of mind, and has some insights. Practice is not about following every step. Well, could it be that the firmness you realized tonight affects your life, and it is your destiny? I still haven't studied enough about this mysterious and boundless arithmetic. So deep.”
Just the old man's next words made Wen Renzhuxiao run to the hut to practice.
The old man looked at the sky sadly.
"My apprentice is so good, how can I help me find an outstanding husband in the future?"
Nantianmen and Wanhuan Tower have a total of nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine floors.
Not a mountain, but better than a mountain.
In the square in front of the tower, there were thousands of onlookers, and only a few people were seen fighting fiercely inside. The strong wind swept through and shattered the bricks and stones.
"Niutou, Zheng Du, and those others, come up together. I'm in a hurry to break through the 7,000th floor of the Wanhuan Tower, and I don't have time to take turns fighting you guys."
Qitian was carrying a stick, his golden armor shining brighter than the stars, and he shouted with great enthusiasm.
Someone later asked what happened here, and the reporter explained: It turns out that Qi Tian wanted to break through the seven thousand floors of Wanhuan Tower to get a reward, but the Niutou Zheng Du and his party blocked Qi Tian's way, and made things difficult for Qi Tian in every possible way, threatening to fight Qi Tian. At this moment, several people were fighting fiercely.
Someone said: "Qitian is really powerful. One person can fight against several bulls. I haven't seen him in three years. His cultivation level has increased greatly. It seems that he is ranked 100 on the dragon list because of his strength. Give him a few more years and he may really become a dragon." Number one on the list, achievement sequence?”
"Nowadays, among the younger generation of Nantianmen, I am afraid that only Shaozong and Senior Sister can compete with them."
"Which young master?"
"Of course it's Shan Chun, Shan Shaozong. Do you think it's the one from Yinxiao Sect?"
"That guy from the Yinxiao Sect is also a poor person. I'm an acquaintance with him. We met in the library. He's humble and knowledgeable. It's a pity that he doesn't practice, otherwise he would be an outstanding person."
Looking at the scene, the man named Zheng Du tore his tattered robes into pieces and threw them on the ground.
"Qitian, do you dare to accept this palm from me that I have practiced for three years? Even if you are at the peak of Jindan, you can't bear to walk around! Ahhhhhhhh!"
"come!"
Qitian on the opposite side didn't talk nonsense. He stamped his stick and his breath spread all over his clothes. A cloud of purple gas turned into red and enveloped his whole body, with a powerful momentum like a rainbow.
"Zheng Du, I'm here to help you!" The bull's head fell to the ground on all fours, charging towards the sky with its head like an old bull, as if the collision felt like the earth was shaking.
The three stars collided, causing smoke to rise in front of the Wanhuan Tower.
"Who! Who won?"
After the loud noise, only one person was still standing there, calm and calm.
Qitian naturally stretched his waist.
"That's it? Is this the Golden Core realm? No, I have to break through to Yuanshen quickly, otherwise it will be a shame for me to associate with you bunch of losers."
Then he walked up to the lying cow head and whispered: "If you disrespect my brother again, do you believe that I will destroy you?"
The bull's head lay on the ground without raising its head.
Zheng Du lay aside, making no sound.
A large pit opened up here, spreading several feet.
After Qi Tian finished speaking, he turned around and quickly entered Wanhuan Tower.
Since the elders of the Law Enforcement Hall were witnesses, they also came out and announced: "In this death battle, Qi Tian will win! Wu Wu Er, I hope everyone can be inspired by this death battle, practice diligently, and don't make mistakes." .”
The scene was completely silent, and it took a long time for someone to say, "This, this is the Golden Core Realm? You told me that this is the Yuanshen Realm, and I believe it. How can there be such a scary Golden Core Realm?"
"Niutou and Zheng Du worked together, but they were knocked away with one blow. Qi Tian didn't do anything. He didn't use all his strength before."
"It really is equal to the sky, and it must be equal to the sky."
"Sequence, Qi Tian will definitely become the next sequence of the Dragon Ranking!"
Qitian walked for a long time, but Niutou and the others who were lying on the ground let out a creepy laugh.
"Zheng Du, how about it?"
Although Niutou was miserable, he showed a smile.
Zheng Du turned over and half sat up. There was blood at the corner of his mouth. He coughed a few times, but his face was filled with a sinister smile.
"I have been practicing poison palm for three years, and I am just waiting for this day. Ahem, cough, cough, if this kid gets poisonous when he breaks through the level later, I wonder how he will survive! I will return the humiliation to you, Qi Tian. !”
Niu Tou also laughed immediately.
——
"Where is this--?"
"Asgard."
"Immortal - fairy palace? That is? Dragon - dragon! One, two, three... six dragons!"
"It's just a dragon. What a fuss."
You Chuiyun felt that his head had exploded, and the scene in front of him could no longer be described as shocking. If the scene in front of him were painted with wonderful brushes, it would be difficult to copy it with thousands of colors.
In the Immortal Palace of Yanlan Yunxiu, dragons, phoenixes, unicorns, and all kinds of mythical beasts are dragged in the air, ranging from a few feet to as large as a towering mountain with a body that shakes the sky. Look, all the immortals are riding on them, flying majestically to the depths of the Immortal Palace.
At the gate in front of you, the fair and graceful goddess received the gods from all over the world. The gods brought out various magic weapons or other mysterious objects as gifts. You Chuiyun thought about taking any one of these back. It's a wonderful treasure.
The gold, stone, silk, bamboo, and even the sound of the great road made him have the urge to sit down cross-legged immediately and start practicing, as if it was not difficult to break through the Mahayana realm in one fell swoop.
"Wake up, it's my fault."
As if waking up from a dream, You Chuiyun trembled when he heard the mysterious woman's words and a cold sweat broke out on his back. He was possessed by a demon without knowing it.
The mysterious woman grew lotuses every step of the way, and her clothes changed into another set of snow-white clothes. You Chuiyun didn't dare to slack off and immediately hurried to catch up.
"You are quite good. Although you have no practice, ordinary mortals would go crazy after listening to mysterious sounds. You can still keep your heart. Yes, I have not misjudged the person."
You Chuiyun didn't know what to say, so he just said thank you, which made the mysterious woman sneer.
When I walked to the gate, I heard the goddess call out in slight surprise: "Princess? The princess is back. The slaves welcome the princess back to the palace!"
Princess?
Then the other immortals bowed their hands in ceremony, proving this point. The silver-armored heavenly soldiers poured out from the gate, lined up their formations and shouted in unison: "Greetings to the princess!"
The mysterious woman nodded and removed her veil.
"Who are you?"
The woman turned around, her breath was like orchid.
"I am Princess Zhaoyang, the eldest daughter of the Three Thousand World Lords and the Eternal Heavenly Emperor."
You Chuiyun stayed on the spot.
"Let's go, today is the birthday of my father, the Lord God, and it is also mine."
Princess Zhaoyang stepped into the gate surrounded by all the immortals.
You Chuiyun was still stunned in place. He raised his head and looked at the three big characters on the door.
Nantianmen.
"Nantianmen - the real Nantianmen. Is this true? God? Princess Zhaoyang?... Seeing may not necessarily be believed..."
You Chuiyun shook his head vigorously, as if he was really going crazy.
"No, no, no!" His eyes were red, and he stared at the three words Nantianmen, muttering something in his mouth.
"According to ancient books, ten thousand years ago, the original ancient world of gods collapsed, and the heavens were destroyed! They were all destroyed, and no immortals survived in the world! What is going on here? Princess Zhaoyang? Princess Zhaoyang is already dead! Don't tell me Princess Zhaoyang, and even the Divine Lord were recorded as having died in that catastrophe! Are they ghosts? Or am I - coming to 10,000 years ago?"
You Chuiyun looked at the immortal palace in front of him in despair.
"Ten thousand... years ago."
(Supreme Treasure: Pansi Cave? Five hundred years ago?)
