Soon the night agreed with Shui Lian arrived, and Lu Lingqiu walked along the chain link bridge of Yugui Peak towards Wangshu Shou Peak.

This was the first time he had gone down the mountain since he "joined" Lingyue. Although he could ignore the formation and escape directly with magical powers, he thought it was not necessary.

Walking under the bright starry sky, Lu Lingqiu was thoughtful.

"Is the theory of the six gods true or fiction?" he murmured.

Throughout the whole day and night, he was immersed in the book "Cup Moon" that he had borrowed from the Cangxing Palace. The so-called "story of gods and demons" seemed to have a different meaning in his eyes.

The author of the book is named Tianxiao Zhenjun. Apart from the description of the story, there is no introduction about himself in the full text.

The book tells the story of the ancient times, when spiritual energy broke out and six demigods appeared on a certain fairy land at the same time. They had vast magical powers, whether they were creating heaven and earth or calling for wind and rain, they were all at their fingertips.

For a time, the Immortal Continent was divided into several major immortal bodies——

The Huangri Clan is headed by the Yang God, the Guanghan Clan is headed by the Moon God, the Tianye Clan is headed by the Night God, the Qinglan Clan is headed by the Wind God, the Deep Sea Clan is headed by the Rain God, and the Earth Clan is headed by the Thunder God.

Yuan tribe.

At first, the six tribes were separated, and wars raged for years. For hundreds of years, life was devastated. Not only the monks were killed and injured, but even the mortals could not live a good life.

In order to end the struggle quickly, under the leadership of the Moon God and the Night God, the Guanghan Clan and the Tianye Clan joined forces to defeat the originally strongest Huangri Clan with lightning speed, and sealed the Yangshen.

When the Wind God and the Rain God saw this, in order to fight against Tianye and Guanghan, they also put aside their past estrangements and quickly formed an alliance.

As for the God of Thunder, he led the people of Diyuan and opened up a great secret realm. To the surprise of the other four gods, he directly withdrew from the battle on the mainland and entered the life of Taoyuan Township forever, never hearing anything about the outside world again.

Do not ask.

At that time, the world structure was divided into two, and the fighting between wind, rain, and moonlit nights continued to escalate and intensify, and both sides gradually began to forget the original contract - prohibiting the use of powerful spells that destroy the way of heaven.

In the final battle in the far west, the God of Wind and Rain saw that he was outmatched, so he broke his promise first, and jointly used the semi-god-level spiritual method - Heaven-defying Dao - Qingluo Black Whirlpool, instantly turning the continent into the West Sea.

Facing the power of wind and rain like a black hole, in order to protect themselves, the Moon God and the Night God had no choice but to use the Great Spiritualism to summon a floating palace to temporarily avoid this disaster.

But at this time, violent fluctuations in spiritual power caused the laws of heaven in the human world to begin to disorder. Cracks appeared in the sky fragments somewhere, and huge gaps visible to the naked eye were created in the spiritual energy circle.

Between heaven and earth, the magnetic field is misaligned, yin and yang are out of balance, demons breed, and ghosts run rampant.

After catastrophe comes another catastrophe!

The gods knew that if things continued like this, the end would be to bring extinction to the lower beings. So the four gods signed a new treaty and ceased war for ten thousand years. Like the God of Thunder, each of them found another place to rest and recuperate.

In the end, the God of Wind and Rain sat in the Black Sea in the far west, observing the degree of cracking of the gap in the sky, and suppressing the sea monster. After all, they were the culprits of such a disaster, and they should also bear the corresponding responsibility. The Night God and the Moon God returned to the Heavenly Palace, like a mirage.

Life in the Sky City is born once in a thousand years.

The story ends abruptly at this point. As for the moon, True Lord Tianxiao only briefly mentions it without mentioning it.

In Lu Lingqiu's view, a story with such a grand background would not be impossible if it were placed in the golden age when spiritual energy exploded ten thousand years ago.

In today's world of cultivating immortals, spiritual energy is thin and spiritual veins are exhausted. If a cultivator wants to make a great fortune, he must join the few places where spiritual veins still remain. Apart from various sects and aristocratic families, there is nothing else.

Are there untapped spiritual veins waiting to be discovered?

It has long been saturated by monopoly.

If a casual cultivator wants to practice cultivation in a sect with strong spiritual energy, his practice efficiency in one day is likely to be hundreds of times higher than if he practices in a wilderness with thin spiritual energy.

In other words, without connections and background, even if you have spiritual roots, you will still be unable to move forward.

In ancient times, there was almost no difference between the distribution of spiritual power in the air and spiritual veins. You could practice anywhere in the world. Therefore, at that time, there were countless great monks who became famous without relying on any force. This was brought about by the general environment.

The advantages.

"Junior Brother Lu, are you still going out so late?"

When we walked to the gate of Wangshu Peak, a disciple guarding the mountain said hello.

"Yeah." Lu Lingqiu nodded slightly and walked straight down the mountain without stopping.

"There are many monsters under the mountain at night, junior brother, please pay attention to your safety."

Hearing the instructions from the disciple guarding the mountain, he smiled slightly and nodded.

Sometimes, the sect formed by immortal cultivators is still more humane.

"I really hope nothing happens to the sky."

Lu Lingqiu looked to the horizon and prayed in his heart.

…

Yinhui Forest, under the giant pine tree.

"Sister Shuilian, I...can I really do this?"

Starlight filled the clearing in the forest. Under the huge ancient pine, two women stood facing each other.

Xi Feiniao's voice was weak, full of tension and uneasiness.

"Well, it should be no problem. His Highness the Holy Spirit will definitely like you."

It was Shui Lian who spoke.

"His Royal Highness the Holy Spirit... what kind of person is he...?" The girl looked at the woman in front of her curiously.

After three days of contact, she discovered that this gentle and terrifying elder sister was not here to hunt her. Instead, she personally killed six enemies for her and saved her life...

After what happened that day, Shui Lian took the girl directly to a nearby mortal town to rest, bought her a lot of delicious food along the way, comforted her about Xi Baiyu, and promised that there would be a way for her to pass her

He had the strength to personally kill the young master of the Demon Slayer Alliance.

There is only one premise——

It means joining Jinghua Palace with the approval of "His Royal Highness the Holy Spirit".

She had never heard of what the Jinghua Palace was. She didn't know who "His Royal Highness the Holy Spirit" was. What she cared about was, if she couldn't be recognized by that adult, would...

She secretly glanced at Shui Lian's sapphire-like pupils, and imagined in her mind a scene in which she was not qualified enough and was silenced by her eldest sister...

Sure enough, that's very likely to be the case.

"what are you thinking about?"

Lan Yurou approached the girl, stretched out her white arms and hugged her gently to her chest, rubbed her black hair and comforted her: "Be good, don't be nervous. His Highness the Holy Spirit, he is a very gentle person. He is very gentle to us.

Everyone is very nice and caring. I also want to be like him, as pure as water."

Lan Yurou looked at the dark night sky, her eyes blurred, as if she was recalling the past.

Without him, I might have been turned into a monster long ago.

Ah.

"Sister Shuilian...I...um...can't breathe..."

Xi Feiniao's height only reached her chest, and her whole face was buried in the deep ravine. Feeling the elastic softness and the fragrance of orchid, her cheeks and neck couldn't help but turn red.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I tried too hard."

Lan Yurou let go of the girl, smoothed her hair with a smile, and whispered, "He's coming."

"Eh?"

Xi Feiniao's face flushed and she took a few deep breaths. She didn't feel any spiritual pressure at all. Just when she was feeling strange, a voice suddenly came from the shadow behind her:

"Have you improved your cultivation again, Shui Lian?"

"Isn't it thanks to the master's hard work day and night?"

Lan Yurou smiled.

"..."

Xi Feiniao quickly turned around and saw a familiar figure strolling out of the forest. After seeing his face clearly, the girl exclaimed:

"It's you!"

"Huh? Have you seen me?" Lu Lingqiu looked at her and asked a little strangely.

He had no impression of her.

"I, I... no, I haven't seen it." The girl denied decisively.

I thought in my heart that he is His Highness the Holy Spirit!

At the Mochizuki Festival that day, she was wearing a green gauze bamboo hat, so it was normal that she would not be recognized. But for her, it was impossible to forget a man like Lu Lingqiu who was so handsome as long as she took a brief look at him.

However, in any case, after learning Lu Lingqiu’s true identity,

The girl made up her mind that she would never mention that matter——

I sold him a low-grade spiritual ring worth one hundred spiritual crystals for three times the price, but because His Highness the Holy Spirit had no money, I had to exchange it for ten thousand spiritual nectar worth about one hundred thousand spiritual stones...
Chapter completed!