There is a secret dark black temple hidden in the sea of clouds in Kunyun Continent.
Today, this dark black temple occasionally exuded a murderous aura, and something vaguely happened. There were two black-robed monks in the hall of the dark black temple.
Deep in the hall, a tall old man wrapped in black robes looked coldly at another young monk in black robes below, and then the old man in black robes said in an old voice: "Seven Saints, your performance is so disappointing to me! "
"You should be aware of the rules of the Black Mountain Society. Each assassination target can only be assassinated once. If you fail, you will stop. However, you violated the rules of the Black Mountain Society and attacked that Dongzhou monk again!" The old man in black robe continued.
The black-robed monk at the bottom was Lin Yi. Although his whole body was wrapped tightly, he could still feel his body shaking slightly. Then he said softly: "This attack is a personal grudge, but as the Holy Envoy of the Black Mountain Society, But it also violated the rules of the Black Mountain Association, please punish me, Mr. Da!"
The old man in black robe sighed and said: "The Black Mountain Association stipulates that the assassination target should be shot once, so that the Black Mountain Association will only act as a pure killer organization. It will not get involved in the grudges and grudges of the cultivator, otherwise the Black Mountain Association will also have conflicts with other sects and factions. What a difference!"
Then the old man in black robe said coldly: "Go to the Black Mountain Ghost Domain and be tortured for a hundred years!"
Although Lin Yi, who was tightly wrapped in a black robe, could not clearly see the changes in his face, his fear could be seen from his slightly trembling body. He nodded quickly and retreated.
Looking at Lin Yi disappearing into the hall, the old man in black robes sighed and said to himself: "His Taoist heart is unstable. It seems that the position of Holy Envoy is about to be replaced!"
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A few years later, there was a large city in the southeast of Dongzhou called Huanyu City. Although it was called Huanyu City, it was a city close to a desert where there was little rain all year round.
Maybe it got its name because people prayed for good rain.
The scorching sunshine scorched the stone slabs on the streets of Huanyu City so hot that they could be grilled directly. The street was deserted except for the carriages passing by in a hurry. Locals hiding in the shade and shaking cattail fans occasionally looked around to see what was going on.
At this time, a very ordinary-looking young man appeared on the street. He was walking slowly on the hot stone slabs with a pale face. At noon, this is also when the sun is at its most scorching, and most people avoid the scorching sun at this time.
The young man's behavior also surprised the locals hiding in the shade. They were a little worried but also wanted to watch a show, feeling that the young man would not be able to withstand the harsh sun and collapsed on the street.
But the young man still didn't fall when he walked through the long street and disappeared from their eyes. But these are just some of the daily interesting conversations of the people in Huanyu City.
The young man walking through the block was Jining. After crossing the Endless Sea, he came directly towards the Tianyin Valley Cultivation Sect. Huanyu City was the nearest large city inhabited by ordinary people from Tianyin Valley.
As an immortal cultivator, he usually would not enter the mortal world, but when Jining saw this strange city, he came to the city to have a look. When he entered the city, his consciousness sensed that a group of low-level monks had gathered in a corner of the city. Anyway, there was nothing going on, so Jining headed towards the place where the low-level monks gathered.
After walking through the long stone street, he came to a sparsely populated Taoist temple. Jining raised the corner of his mouth slightly. He did not expect that the entrance to Huanyu City would be this dilapidated Taoist temple.
He pushed the door open and entered, and saw an old Taoist priest leaning on a bamboo couch and taking a nap. Jining saw that this old Taoist priest was also an immortal cultivator, but a low-level practitioner at the fifth level of Qi training. Monk.
When the old Taoist priest saw someone entering the Taoist temple, he opened his lazy eyes and looked at the person who came. He felt his eyes dazzled, and the young man suddenly disappeared in front of his eyes, and then the young man appeared in front of the Taoist temple like a ghost.
He was immediately shocked, knowing that he was a senior expert. But then he felt that there was something special about the young man in front of him, as if he had no cultivation but was unfathomable. At the same time, this man's face seemed familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it before.
Jining didn't know that his unintentional move had frightened the Qi-training monk.
The old Taoist priest was about to ask, but he stopped when he saw the young man turning his head to look at the door of the Taoist temple.
Then two people came in outside the Taoist temple. One of the two people was quite old, a middle-aged man in his forties, and the other was a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old.
The middle-aged people are all dressed in elegant clothes and carry long swords on their backs. They look like swordsmen who have been walking around the world all year round, while the young people look like scholars, carrying a rather large book basket on their backs. Jining noticed that these two people had a faint spiritual power emerging on them. It seemed that they were both beginners who had just entered Qi training.
It seemed that the two of them knew how special this place was, and they both acted cautiously. The middle-aged swordsman handed a jade pendant to the old Taoist. The old Taoist glanced at the jade pendant and said nothing. Instead, he turned to Jining and asked politely: "Sir, what do you mean by coming to this barbaric place?"
Jining smiled slightly and said: "I passed by this place by chance, but I didn't expect that there is a cave in Huanyu City, so I came here because of its reputation!"
After hearing this, the old Taoist priest quickly stood up and bowed to Jining, and then led the three of them through the back hall of the Taoist temple to an abandoned courtyard.
Jining saw that the abandoned courtyard itself was an illusion formation, and passing through this illusion formation was the city. The old Taoist clasped his fist at Jining and left, leaving the two of them looking at each other.
They watched Jining hesitate to speak. Jining smiled slightly and said, "Come with me!" Then he pushed open the dilapidated wooden door and walked inside.
After hearing this, the two people quickly followed him. They felt that when they stepped into the courtyard, they felt like a piece of wet and muddy clay. They murmured in their hearts, but they continued to walk with the mysterious young man for a while.
Then they felt like they were in a strange place, a completely different world from Huanyu City. The climate here was warm and sunny, the climate was mild and humid, the tall fruit trees in the distance were swaying in the wind, and bursts of fragrance hit their faces.
The two of them were a little stunned when they saw such a scene. The young scholar hurriedly clasped his fists towards Jining and said: "I'm at Wanpeng Mountain. This is my senior brother Wang Yun. We have just entered the land of the Immortal Family. We don't know the taboos here? Sir, can you Can you give me some advice?"
Jining looked at the two of them and remembered the time when he went to Miaoshanfang City. However, he was already a monk in the late stage of Qi training at that time. Jining said: "It doesn't matter, I am new to this place, so let's go together." Got it!"
The two of them were overjoyed. It also made them feel relieved to have a monk to guide them. This Xiuzhenfang City is not too big. Except for a few foundation-building monks, most of the others in the city are Qi-training monks.
There are only dozens of shops scattered in the market, but there are quite a few casual cultivators setting up street stalls in the open spaces on the streets. However, there are not many monks in the market, and it seems that there are more monks setting up stalls than shopping. There are more monks.
Wan Pengshan and Wang Yun were very curious when they saw the strange things on the stalls, but they also knew that these stall owners were all immortal cultivators, so they only glanced at them with their eyes.
Jining looked around and saw that there was nothing valuable on the stalls, so he headed towards a restaurant ahead.
In a private room in the restaurant, Jining asked with a smile: "You two must have just started to practice. Do you plan to go to the market to find some opportunities?"
After the two of them looked at each other, Wang Yun clasped his fists and said, "My brothers and I have always yearned for the profound and unpredictable methods of cultivating immortals. By chance, we obtained the skills of cultivation, and we also practiced meditation and breathing. A few years ago, I felt a trace of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, but I still haven’t made any progress in my cultivation in the past few years! A few days ago, I met an immortal cultivator. He told us that we, the two brothers, could try our luck in Huanchengfang City, so we two brothers and I Come and bring this place.”
Wan Pengshan also hurriedly clasped his fists and said, "I don't know, sir, can you introduce my two brothers to the Immortal Family?"
