Taiyi calendar year 551.
Five Yuan Valley.
Inner Valley.
"Have you heard that Senior Brother Fulang is already preparing to refine the seventh-grade elixir 'Ding Ling Dan'? If this furnace of Ding Ling Dan is successfully refined, Senior Brother Fulang will be able to become a real alchemist, and he is also our Zhao family's The first alchemist."
"Not only the alchemist, it is said that the clan is already discussing to promote Brother Fulang to the deacon of the alchemy hall and enjoy elder-level treatment."
"Senior Brother Fulang is truly the number one genius of our Zhao family!"
"I don't know what's going on with the Qianzhong Alliance and the Immortality Sect recently. I heard that a lot of friction broke out between the two monks."
"It seems they are all near our Wuyuan Valley."
"..."
Inside the Dharma Teaching Hall.
The lecturer has not arrived yet.
Many junior disciples gathered together in twos and threes, talking about the news they had heard recently. From the trivial matters of the Zhao family to all over the world, many a few words heard from the elders were used as conversation materials with disciples of the same generation.
Zhao Fulang.
Since he learned alchemy, he has become famous and out of control. Many younger disciples grew up listening to Zhao Fulang's stories.
Especially the people who have awakened their spiritual roots in the mortal world.
He even admired Zhao Fulang extremely.
Consider it an example of secular counterattack.
A recognized alchemist in the world of immortality is one who can refine at least a seventh-grade elixir, so only Zhao Fulang can become a true alchemist by refining a seventh-grade elixir.
From now on.
No matter which clan is in Qianzhong Cave.
They will all be treated as distinguished guests.
...
now.
Twenty years have passed since the Zhao family moved to southern Xinjiang from Luo State.
It has been ten years since the Zhao family moved to Wuyuan Valley from Weishan in southern Xinjiang.
It’s been since Zhao Yongqi’s last retreat.
There are also four years.
Twenty years’ time!
The world is full of vicissitudes, and everything is turned upside down.
For ordinary mortals, this is a change of an entire generation and a drastic reform of the times!
For ordinary cultivators.
It is definitely a sea change.
Nearly a quarter of all the monks who came to southern Xinjiang from Luo Kingdom have died in the past twenty years. Most of the remaining monks have forgotten all the things about the Luo Kingdom period, and perhaps they have not mentioned the comparison again.
The younger generation clan members who have grown up now.
They are the true southern Xinjiang monks. They have grown up in southern Xinjiang since childhood, and have moved from Weishan to Wuyuan Valley. Therefore, they admire the monks who have advanced cultivation and powerful magic skills the most.
only.
This generation of tribesmen live in Wuyuan Valley.
Little contact with the outside world.
At most, it's like dealing with monsters and beasts.
Therefore, there is a lack of some scheming in communicating with outsiders.
"The priest sister is here too."
"The priest sister is a rare visitor to the teaching hall. She is not locked up at home by your hall master to practice today!"
"Sister Priest, look at the Snow Ling Rabbit I just caught. Although it is only a first-order monster, it is extremely humane. I am planning to send it to you one day."
"..."
At this time.
A tall and slender woman came over.
Instantly attracted the attention of most people present.
She was wearing an ice blue flower cloud satin gauze dress, with slender black hair that reached her waist like a waterfall. Her exposed skin was as white as snow and could be broken with a finger. She had a standard oval face and almond eyes, which were as clear and bright as a pool of blue water. .
I saw her long eyelashes flashing.
First, Yingying gave a salute: "I have met all senior brothers and sisters."
The laughter is crisp, the tone is as tactful as a lachon, and the sweetness is as sweet as soaked in honey, making people feel more comfortable.
Then.
She turned to look at a man who was standing in front of him. This man was about the same age as him. He was holding a palm-sized rabbit in his hand. The rabbit's eyes were as smart as rubies, and its hair was white and delicate and very cute.
"Junior Brother Bai, I don't like Snow Ling Rabbit very much, please bother me."
She glanced at the rabbit for a few times before gently declining.
"Don't bother, don't bother..."
The man who sent the rabbit was watched by everyone, and his face couldn't help but feel hot and slightly red, but he still continued: "What kind of monster does Pastor Sister like? Next time "Uncle Su Tian" takes me to Waigu, I will help you catch one. "
"..."
"Boy from the Bai family, you really didn't realize it, so you still pretended to be dumbfounded. Don't you know that the priest sister is not interested in you?"
"Yes, don't pester the priest sister."
The girl hasn't spoken yet.
The people around started to boo.
...
Among the new generation of disciples of the Zhao family, among the male cultivators, Zhao Fulang is naturally the most outstanding, and he is the well-deserved "number one"!
among female monks.
The most admired.
It was the girl in front of me.
Mu Caosi.
The daughter of Mu Yangqiu, the leader of the Meiling Hall.
Mu Caosi not only has the qualification of three spiritual roots, her father Mu Yangqiu is the first deacon of the Zhao family with a foreign surname, and his background and power are also in the first echelon of the Zhao family.
The most important thing is.
Although she is only sixteen or seventeen years old, her appearance is as beautiful as a celestial being or a fairy coming to earth. She is actually the "dream lover" among many younger disciples of the Zhao family.
Because of this.
His family education was very strict.
Usually it is rare to see it, and it is only spread by word of mouth among the monks.
Therefore, when she appeared today, whether they had seen her or not, they all focused their attention on her, wanting to know what her appearance was like, which actually fascinated most of the disciples of her generation.
...
As for Zhao Yongwen and Zhao Fuyu.
Although it is also a beautiful appearance.
On par with Mu Caosi.
But the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead.
For most of the tribesmen present, they are already elders of the older generation. Zhao Yongwen can still see them once or twice a year. As for Zhao Fuyu, who has been in seclusion all year round, she has become an almost "legendary" figure.
For younger disciples.
All I know is that there is an iceberg beauty in the Zhao family.
But I have never seen it with my own eyes.
...
"Lecturer He is here."
While many monks were chatting and laughing, they were suddenly interrupted by the sound of Tao penetrating through the entire audience.
Everyone looked up.
Sure enough, I saw a beautiful middle-aged woman falling from the sky wearing a light yellow handkerchief.
"Meet Professor He."
"Meet Professor He."
He Shuilan.
Monk of Foreign Affairs Hall.
She has knowledge of all kinds of strange characteristics in southern Xinjiang, especially the various dangers in Qianzhong Grottoes, and can speak eloquently. Therefore, whenever she comes to teach in the Foreign Affairs Hall, the seats are always packed.
One of the most popular lecturers.
"No need to be polite."
He Shuilan had a kind smile on her face. She often taught classes in the Foreign Affairs Hall, so she was already familiar with the business.
He immediately got straight to the point: "Today we are going to talk about the formation of weirdness and how to avoid weirdness. As we all know, weirdness can only exist in wild places. Inside the Plains of All Nations, you can..."
Sudden.
Her voice stopped abruptly.
In the middle of speaking, He Shuilan suddenly raised his head and looked up at the distant sky with a look of surprise and uncertainty on his face.
"Lecturer He, what's wrong?"
"What happened?"
The monk who was close to He Shuilan asked cautiously and softly.
But I didn’t think about it.
He Shuilan still seems not to have heard of it.
Taking three steps and two steps at a time, he quickly walked out of the Dharma Teaching Hall, then jumped up to the house with a "swish", looking up towards the direction of Qingzhu Lake.
"What's wrong with Professor He?"
"I don't know, Professor He used to be very talkative, but why was he ignoring me just now?"
"Could something happen?"
Seeing her like this, the clan members in the Dharma Hall immediately started talking softly.
But soon.
He was interrupted by a voice.
"Have you... sensed the fluctuations in spiritual power? It seems that... the spiritual energy here is gathering there."
Where he said it.
Naturally, that was the direction He Shuilan was looking.
That is the area closest to Qingzhu Lake.
As soon as this statement came out.
The cultivators immediately began to hold their breath and calmly appreciate the changes in the spiritual energy in the void. Their cultivation levels and qualifications were high or low, and their sensitivity to the spiritual energy was also different.
But they reacted quickly one after another.
"I feel that the spiritual energy is indeed gathering there."
"And it's moving faster and faster."
"This vision is..."
"Someone is trying to build a foundation!"
Instantaneous.
The cultivators suddenly realized.
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