Taoist Chongyun's lonely expression was clearly visible to Eleven.
However, he could only pat Taoist Chongyun on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, maybe one day I will break through to the ninth level and show you how to become an immortal!"
Taoist Chongyun looked at him with disdain, "You? Just forget it. I think it will be great if you can break through to the seventh level in your lifetime!"
Eleven said anxiously, "Impossible! I am a gift from heaven! How is it possible..."
Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by a huge thunder in the sky.
This thunder is like the morning bell in the temple, used to wake up the sleeping monks and get up to start a new day of life.
Taoist Chongyun suddenly had a feeling that the death of Jiang Huang and Ku Hai was a blow to all warriors, just like telling those monks who had been fasting and chanting Buddha all their lives that there was no Buddha in the world, and there was no reincarnation of suffering in this life and enjoying happiness in the next.
Taoist Chongyun gave a bitter smile, touched Zilan's head, who was picking out his ears and complaining about the harsh thunder, and looked up at the sky.
"I just hope that the thunder will ring in Jiuzhou more often. After all, Jiuzhou has been quiet for too long. If this continues, I'm afraid the warriors will sleep until death..." Taoist Chongyun murmured softly.
In the sky, large groups of dark clouds gathered above Zi Lan's head, and the endless rolling dark clouds seemed to be brewing something.
However, Zi Lan seemed very relaxed and showed no fear at all.
"It is said that the heavenly tribulation that descends will be related to the warrior's own Tao. I don't know what this person's heavenly tribulation will be like."
"I also heard that when a warrior is going through a tribulation, outsiders are not allowed to enter the scope of the tribulation to help him, otherwise once he is detected by the way of heaven, the tribulation will become even more terrifying. There used to be some eighth-grade powerful men, that is, Because he helped his disciple to overcome the seventh-grade heavenly tribulation, both the master and the disciple were blasted to death by thunder!"
The killers were talking a lot.
At this time, the calamity clouds in the sky gradually stopped rolling and slowly dispersed, revealing the things inside!
Everyone looked at it intently, and suddenly, there was a cry of exclamation!
"what is that?"
"this……"
"It's actually..."
At the same time, Yuzhou Prefecture Mufu.
A middle-aged man in rich clothes stood on the eaves with his hands behind his back, his eyes closed, and he seemed to be listening carefully to some sound.
Suddenly, he opened his eyes suddenly, and a pair of tiger eyes shot out a soul-stirring light.
"Okay! Our Yuzhou is worthy of being a place of great turmoil, and finally there are two beautiful sounds! I'm going to see what kind of hero it is to survive the eighth-level catastrophe!"
Li Muzhi was about to use his magical power when he suddenly looked up to the sky above his head and saw a flash of white light, and an old man riding a green bull appeared in front of him.
"It turns out to be Mr. Li Er. What? Isn't your Tianxia Academy in Yangzhou? Why are you free to come to my Yuzhou territory today?" Li Muzhi asked with a smile.
Li Mu could tell at a glance that this person was Li Er, the founder of Tianxia Academy.
At the beginning, Li Er used chess to prove the Tao, which shocked Jiuzhou.
When he was young, he lost his parents and had to make a living by chopping firewood.
But every time he went up the mountain to chop wood, he would always meet two mysterious old men playing Go.
He would always take a look at the chess game between the two of them after chopping wood.
Sometimes you will be immersed in it as soon as you watch it. By the time the chess game ends, it is already late at night.
Time flies, and he has become a gray-haired old man. He can only make ends meet with a cane and growing vegetables.
However, he still used crutches to watch the two old men playing chess every day, rain or shine.
Until one day, when he went to visit, he suddenly found that the two old men were gone, leaving only a plate of scraps on the table.
So he still came to the chess game every day, but he no longer watched others play chess, but tried to solve the endgame.
Days like this lasted for a long time, until one day he could no longer walk, lying in his impoverished home, still thinking about the game of chess.
Finally, he burst out laughing, and he finally solved the game.
It also unlocked his avenue.
The avenue reaches the sky, eight levels a day.
So he founded Tianxia Academy, recruiting like-minded people, and devoted himself to
We must revitalize the spiritual cultivation of Kyushu Martial Arts.
"Haha! Isn't this a great good thing happening? I also want to come and get acquainted with what kind of person is promoted to the eighth level. There are thousands of avenues and different paths leading to the same goal. This is also the fellow Taoist we are waiting for!" Li Er said with a smile, "Looks like Zhou Zhou Lord Mu also wants to see this fellow Taoist, so why not go with me!"
Li Muzhi smiled and nodded, "Good!"
…
Qingzhou.
After a light rain in the early morning, there were very few pedestrians on the streets.
Liu Jingxing held an oil-paper umbrella and walked alone on the road.
He likes to take walks at this time, which allows him to calm down and think about problems.
But today was obviously not a good day for a walk. His ears twitched slightly, and then he frowned.
"The sound of troubled times?" Liu Jingxing murmured softly. The veins in the hand holding the oil-paper umbrella slowly appeared, but they quickly disappeared.
"Yuzhou? I know that chivalrous people use martial arts to break the law, and Confucianism uses literature to mess up the law! These lawless people should all be killed! They dare to pop out at this time, they really don't know whether to live or die!" Liu Jingxing's plain voice contained a hidden meaning. With a terrifying murderous intention, he has always disliked people from the world of martial arts in his own territory, so Qingzhou is a forbidden area for all people from the world of martial arts.
Because once a charlatan is discovered in Qingzhou, he will be directly arrested by the government and thrown into prison.
"The sound of troubled times is fitting for the occasion..."
The rain fell harder and harder, and Liu Jingxing's back gradually disappeared into the rain curtain.
Yongzhou, Yumen Pass.
The morning sun doesn't care where it hits. This city in the desert enjoys this hard-won gentle sunshine.
Wu Modi basked in his belly lazily every day. Just when he was lying leisurely on the chair, squinting his eyes slightly, he was about to fall asleep.
Suddenly the fat on his stomach trembled, and he sat up suddenly as if he had had a nightmare.
At this time, Su Xuan happened to walk up to the city wall. Seeing Wu Modi's appearance, he quickly came over and asked, "What's wrong, sir? Is the West Desert Kingdom coming?"
Su Xuan lay down on the edge of the city wall again and poked his head to look. After looking for a long time, he could not see the shadow of the army of the West Desert Kingdom.
Wu Modi said displeasedly, "Someone was setting off firecrackers just now. Damn, I was shocked!"
Su Xuan stared at Wu Modi in confusion.
Someone set off firecrackers?
Not to mention that it is still the end of summer and not yet the New Year.
He believed that his hearing was not bad. Along the way, he could guarantee with his life that there would be no sound of firecrackers at Yumen Pass.
Could it be that the city lord is testing himself?
Want to see if you are of the same mind as him?
The more Su Xuan thought about it, the more he felt that this idea was correct. If a subordinate cannot always maintain unity with the superior's thinking, then this subordinate will never satisfy the leader.
Naturally, Su Xuan didn't want to take off the official uniform, so he immediately said with a serious face, "Someone dares to set off firecrackers at this hour! How short-sighted!"
Su Xuan glanced at Wu Modi and saw Wu Modi looking at him in surprise, as if he was surprised by his thoughtfulness and understanding of the true meaning of his words.
then
He said more confidently, "Don't worry, Lord City Lord, I will issue an order now to ban the setting off of fireworks and firecrackers in the whole city. Once discovered, he will be immediately put in jail and severely punished!"
After saying that, he smiled apologetically, looked carefully at Wu Modi, who had turned his head and no longer looked at him, and asked, "Isn't this what the Lord of the City meant?"
Wu Modi didn't have the mind to pay attention to this subordinate at this time. At first, he thought he had made a mistake. Otherwise, how could a person with only a sixth-grade cultivation level sense the aura of heavenly tribulation thousands of miles away like him?
The result was as expected...
Wu Modi said impatiently, "Just keep chirping here, and I'll beat you up later!"
Su Xuan had no choice but to leave in anger.
Wu Modi stared quietly in a certain direction, his eyes seemed to have penetrated thousands of mountains and rivers, and he saw something.
"It's finally getting lively. Hey, I'm almost turning into a grandson here, so I've made some noise!"
Liangzhou is a strange space.
The reason why this place is strange is because everything here is blood red!
Blood-red mountains, blood-red trees, blood-red land, blood-red roads, and even the sky are blood-red, as if this is a blood-red world.
However, among this blood-red color, there are also different colors.
On top of a mountain peak, two old men in blue shirts were looking down at the movement in the valley.
Suddenly there was a sound of footsteps, and the two of them said without looking back, "Master Liang, how come you have time to come here today?"
The person who came was none other than Liangzhou Mu, Liang Chuang.
Liang Chuang, who was wearing a black gown, laughed and said, "You two, I'm here today to tell you some good news!"
"Oh, what's so good?" an old man asked with a smile.
"Someone has overcome the eighth level of calamity!"
As soon as Liang Chuang said these words, the entire blood-red world seemed to dim for a moment. A blood-red whirlwind roared through the woods, and several large trees were instantly uprooted and blown into the distance.
The two old men laughed heartily and were very happy.
"Our human race has not had a new eighth-grade strongman for a long time. Where is this person? What is his name? Which powerful person is he?"
"Yes, yes, bring it to us sometime!"
Liang Chuang smiled and said, "I only know that he is going through a tribulation in Yuzhou, but I don't know who he is!"
The two old men were just silent for a moment, and then smiled and said, "As long as he is a strong man from our human race, I hope he can survive the disaster safely!"
"Yes, now that the world is at peace, more warriors should take the lead to stand up, practice hard, and revitalize martial arts!"
Liang Chuang stood beside the two old men, stared at the blood-red sky, and sighed, "At the beginning, so many warriors were determined to die, vying to practice to overcome the tribulation, to obtain more powerful strength to kill the enemy. Because only In this way, we can protect our family and colleagues from being slaughtered by the demon clan. Unfortunately, people nowadays have gradually begun to put down martial arts, the weapon that opened the prosperous age. If the demon clan comes back again one day, can we still afford it? ?”
Liang Chuang's eyes showed deep concern.
An old man said with a smile, "Aren't we still carrying our old bones? Let the young people live in peace and prosperity for a while. Isn't this the purpose of our bloody battle in the first place?"
Another old man also smiled and said, "They are all just confused for a moment. After all, no one wants to walk into a dead end with an end in sight! Alas, there is no way, the two mountains at the end of the martial arts have collapsed I can only hope that someone can break it open!"
The three of them looked at the blood-red sky with burning eyes.
