In the distant West, on the White Tiger Continent, there are dozens of huge wooden palaces located in the rolling mountains. The walls of these palaces are all made of whole giant logs, giving people a very strong sense of shock.

Just as the Demon Lord ascended, many people walked out of these wooden palaces.

Among these people, there are young and old.

But everyone's temperament is unique, and a few elderly people are even more full of vicissitudes and wisdom.

One of the old men who looked dying in their old age looked at the endless sky above their heads and whispered: "Someone has ascended... and it seems to be very powerful! Even the heavenly tribulation cannot do anything to him."

"Can it be that person?" A young man who looked in his thirties beside him asked in a deep voice.

Looking closely, the young man's eyes seemed to be full of vicissitudes. Obviously, his age should be much older than his appearance.

"Eight or nine out of ten." The old man in Fengzhu coughed twice, then said, "Go and tell Qin Xiao, and the man ascended."

"Will this happen?" A faint feeling of worry flashed in the eyes of the young man beside him.

"No, I believe he will work harder." A faint smile appeared on the wrinkled old face of the old man, and then said: "We Gucheng... have not been in the world for too many years. By the way, we informed a few young children and said, let them all work harder. The sect conference once every fifty years will be coming in a few years. This time, Gucheng's sword and the four sects of Feixian Feixing will send people to participate."

"We want to join the world?" asked the young man.

The twilight old man shook his head slightly: "No, we want to explore the secret!"

"Can those young disciples in low-level sects do it?" the young man frowned.

The old man in his twilight years smiled faintly: "Don't underestimate the people of the world. Besides, the one who ascended, isn't his apprentice still there?"

The young man left thoughtfully.

The other people also squinted their eyes and looked at the distant sky. Many people had a look of yearning in their eyes.

Ascension... is their only motivation to practice to this day!

………

In the south, on the Suzaku Continent.

A very secret place.

Actually, it’s not too secret, because it looks like a very ordinary mountain village.

In thatched huts, smoke from cooking is curling, and naughty children are chasing and playing in the fields.

What’s extraordinary is that this small mountain village has no people within a radius of tens of thousands of miles.

This is the location of "Yi Jian".

Even those sects on the Zhuque Continent, almost no one knows that the dignified "One Sword" looks like a small village in the secular world from the outside.

The moment the Demon Lord ascended, the small village where the roosters and dogs were crowing, the dogs and naughty children played suddenly became quiet.

Even the children of seven or eight years old raised their heads and looked into the void in the distant direction.

Although they can't see anything, they can see something when they look at their serious expressions.

Many people walked out of their houses and looked to the north at the same time.

"Someone has ascended." A middle-aged strong man with a bearded face said seriously: "No one has ascended for many years. This time, it comes from Qinglong."

"Have you heard of it? Qinglong has produced a very amazing person." A young woman who looks in her twenties, wearing a very rustic floral dress. The only thing that makes people admire is her face that is not covered with powder but is as white as an egg with a peeled shell.

"I heard that the man slapped a congenital monk from the Lone City." A peasant woman who looked about forty years old, with an ordinary appearance, also wearing a rustic flowery dress, said with a smile.

"Don't gloat, the innate monks in the Lone City may not be worse than you." The middle-aged man with a big beard said in a deep voice.

The peasant woman seemed a little dissatisfied: "I am the seventh-layer congenital layer and can beat that little brat!"

The bearded middle-aged man rolled his eyes and sneered: "I think you haven't been beaten for a few days!"

"Oh, He Feng, I think you're itchy!" The peasant woman raised her two thick eyebrows: "Don't accept practicing?"

"I'm afraid of you? Hua Sanniang, don't think you can be arrogant just by being my wife!" The bearded middle-aged man sneered.

"Dad, mom, are you finished? Is this interesting?" said the young woman in her twenties.

"Hmph!" He Feng snorted, turned around and left.

"Hmph!" Hua Sanniang also snorted, turned around and left.

The other people's mouths were twitching, and there was no expression on their faces. It seemed that they had been used to this weird couple for a long time.

At this time, an old woman who had not spoken said in a deep voice: "Hua Xiaoya, please prepare for it. You will be in seclusion in the past few years."

"Why?" The young woman widened her almond eyes and looked at the old woman: "Grandma, didn't you say you wanted to let me out for fun?"

"The sect conference that is once every fifty years is about to begin. This time, you will participate in it on behalf of Yijian." The old woman said lightly.

"Ah? Attend their conference? Is it interesting?" Hua Xiaoya's handsome face showed a disdainful expression: "Isn't it bullying me if I want to go?"

"Do you really think you are invincible in the world?" The old woman paused the dragon-headed crutch in her hand and glared at the young woman: "This time, Gucheng's sword and the flying immortals from the sky will send people."

"Why?" The young woman Hua Xiaoya seemed to be interested: "Can I beat those little kids from the three factions?"

The old woman glared at the young woman fiercely: "Hua Xiaoya!"

Hua Xiaoya shrank her neck and folded her hands into her cuffs, making her look as if I was very honest, but her pair of smart eyes that were turning around betrayed her.

"Remember it to me! In this world, you are not the only one who is a strong man. The disciple of the Ascension man may not be worse than you!" The old woman rolled her eyes, turned around and went back to the house, and threw a sentence: "I have never learned good things from your parents. I beat this and that all day long, don't be beaten by others at that time..."

"Oh grandma, don't underestimate others. Then, they will give you a whisper!" Hua Xiaoya looked dissatisfied.

"If you have the ability, come out alive in Guixu, and come brag with me again." The old woman's voice came from the room, and then the wooden door closed with a bang.

Someone teased the other side and said, "Hua Xiaoya, go to Guixu to beat everyone, I support you!"

"Yeah, we also support you to go to Guixu to beat everyone!" A group of people started to cheer.

Hua Xiaoya rolled her eyes with a sneer: "Go and go! What's the point? Humph, then, I beg my grandma and take you with me!"

boom!

A group of people watching the fun around him suddenly scattered.

Guixu—

This is a lonely city with a sword, among the four sects of flying immortals outside the sky, which is also considered a forbidden place.

Even the most talented young man dares not say that he can escape unscathed from there.

But without exception, anyone who has entered Guixu and came out alive will have reached an extremely high level in a very short period of time!

There are great dangers and great opportunities there!—
Chapter completed!