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Xie Buchen, this name has been heard by everyone, he is the genius of Kunwu who built the foundation in ten days, and only three days after the foundation was built, he became the first person in combat power in the foundation building period of the Nineteen Continents, and it is not just the word "genius" that can be described at all.

Zhi Linsu once ranked him among the favorites to win the one-man stage, but this small meeting, this person was not able to participate.

I remember that when Xie Buchen did not appear at that time, many people still felt sorry for him.

It's just that the monks who participated in the meeting later came up with a lot of strange tricks, each with their own geniuses, among which Yashan was the most eye-catching, which made many people forget about this absent genius and pay less attention.

How strong is Zhou Chengjiang's combat power?

In the small meeting, they have already learned.

Xie Buchen, who had only built the foundation for three days, was able to defeat Zhou Chengjiang and become the first of the second heavenly monument.

They don't think Zhou Chengjiang is too weak-

The only explanation is that Kungo, a genius, is too strong.

It turned out that this person couldn't attend the small meeting because he had an accident in the hidden world?

It's just that this accident was caused by Qu Zhengfeng, a disciple of Fudao Mountain......

When everyone thought about it, they suddenly smelled something unusual.

The Central Domain is respected by Kunwu Cliff Mountain, and if you want to send a few people to visit the hidden realm, it is naturally not a big problem.

Someone has already made a decision, it's just ......

Xiao Jin, who was still holding a watermelon in his hand, didn't care at all that this was the Kunwu Crane Palace, but he just opened his eyes and blinked, looking at the Hengxu real people and Fudao Mountain people standing on it.

"Uh...... I, I ......"

He stammered when he opened his mouth, and he seemed to be a little afraid of the might of the two giants standing above.

Everyone's eyes immediately moved to him and fell on him.

Hengxu Zhenren showed a slightly interested expression, looked very kind, and asked, "Little Jin Xiaoyou, what's the matter?"

"That, my family is still waiting for me to go back, and I may not be able to go to the hidden realm......"

After saying this, Xiao Jin's face suddenly showed a rare depressed expression, and he was not very reluctant.

It's obviously a huge pity that I can't hang out with everyone.

Then Jiang Wenchao also came out, bowed down and said: "Qi Qi Zhenren, Wenchao has not returned to the Tongling Pavilion for thirty years, and now I just want to start from Kunwu, travel through the world, and then go back to the Tongling Pavilion to see." This time, I'm afraid that I won't be able to go to the hidden realm of Qingfeng Nunnery with all my fellow Daoists. ”

The so-called "hidden realm" is a small world opened up by powerful monks in at least the eighth realm, "bounded".

Some monks will cut off the connection between this world and themselves before ascending, leaving the hidden world to future generations as a blessing, while others will take the hidden world away and enter the legendary realm of true immortals.

Of course, more monks can comprehend the rules of heaven and earth and reach the realm of "bounded", but they cannot cross the heavens, and even if they cross the realm of the heavens, they cannot successfully ascend.

Therefore, the hidden realm of this type of monk will also be lost, and it will become a corner of the world.

What is the origin of the hidden realm of Qingfengan, everyone does not know for the time being.

It's just that there are often all kinds of treasures in the "hidden world", and there are countless opportunities to enter, but now there are Xiaojin and Jiang Wenchao who say that they can't go, which is actually a pity.

Xiaojin has no sect and no faction, and Jiang Wenchao has not returned to his master for thirty years, which can be regarded as a reason.

It's just that it's hard to say whether it's true or not.

Hengxu Zhenren was not reluctant, the expression on his face did not move at all, and he only said: "Since this is the case, there are only four people left in the small meeting, plus Buchen and Baiyue Valley Lu Xiangleng, there are exactly six people." ”

He looked at the four people who saw the sorrow, but saw that none of them refuted, and knew that these four people were right.

"Now that the meeting has ended, everyone must have their own understandings in the meeting. Every test set up by Brother Fudao has a deep meaning. Wherever you go, think about it and think about it, and it will be of great benefit. In the past few days, I will invite you to live in Kunwu and prepare to travel in the near future, and it is also a rare opportunity to have opportunities everywhere in the hidden world. ”

"Yes. ”

All the people are under the command of the chief.

Seeing that he buried his head in sorrow, he was uneasy.

There weren't many things to say, and after Hengxu Zhenren finished explaining, he ordered Wu Duan to lead them out.

The people of Fudao Mountain glanced at the figure of Sorrow from a distance, and still stayed in the hall, and they still had to discuss the sect assembly in the near future, and it was time for the rotation of law enforcement elders once every three hundred years.

Holding the chicken leg in his hand, he couldn't help but ask, "What do you say is the origin of that little gold?"

Hengxu Zhenren raised his eyebrows, thought for a moment, and said: "Simple-minded, from beginning to end, there will only be one fist, but the strength is incomparable, I'm afraid it's a child of a certain family in the Southern Regions." ”

It's possible.

The Fudao mountain man nodded and stopped talking.

Outside the Ichizuru Temple.

Wu Duan led Jianchou and the others to walk out one after another, but they were speechless for a while.

Most of these people originally didn't know each other, but they met through a small meeting, as the so-called don't know each other, and suddenly two people said that they didn't go, but it made people feel uncomfortable.

Seeing sorrow, he looked at Jiang Wenchao, and then at Xiaojin.

Xiao Jin touched his head, as if he was a little distressed.

He glanced at everyone, and actually took out a big watermelon from his arms, walked directly to Jianchou, and handed the watermelon to her: "Senior Sister Jianchou, get acquainted, give you a watermelon to eat, it's sweet!"

“……”

Seeing sorrow was slightly stunned, looking at the huge watermelon in front of him, remembering that since I met him, he had always been eating, and couldn't help but smile a little.

Reaching out, she caught the watermelon.

It's just that......

It's so heavy!

Seeing that he was worried, Xiao Jin became excited, and simply sent a watermelon by himself.

Jiang Wenchao and Zuoliu were good friends with Xiaojin, thanked them, and took them, although the playboy looked disgusted, he didn't refuse after all.

It's just that......

When Xiao Jin walked in front of Xiahou Yu with a watermelon, the atmosphere changed subtly.

Dressed in a dark red robe, the color was as blood-stained, and he did not stand with everyone, but stood alone in the corner, seemingly reluctant to approach ordinary people.

The blood mark on his brow seemed to be a little deeper.

When Xiao Jin walked over, his emotionless eyes just turned, the red in the depths of his pupils lit up slightly, and his gaze fell on Xiao Jin's body.

"One watermelon per person, for you. ”

As if he didn't notice the danger at all, Xiao Jin held the watermelon and handed it out.

At this moment, the rest of the people were speechless.

In their eyes, including Xiao Jin, who was wearing a short coat of animal skin and had a sunny and innocent face, standing in front of Xiahou Yu, he was like some kind of ignorant little animal standing in front of the tiger and hungry wolf, and he might be bitten to death in the next moment.

Even Zuoliu felt sympathy for Xiao Jin: this master from the Demon Sealing Sword Sect didn't look like a good stubble. How many watermelons you can give to us, why bother touching that moldy head?

I also looked at it when I was worried.

Because of the several battles in the small meeting, she has a little understanding of Xiahou Yu's strength, but the problem that bothers her more is another, but she has been concentrating on cultivation in the past few days, but she has not come out, and she has not had the opportunity to ask.

Now Xiao Jin "died" and handed the watermelon to Xiahou Yu, which immediately interested her.

In front of him is the big watermelon with green skin, which looks very bright.

Xiahou Yu glanced at the watermelon with lowered eyes, his face was expressionless, and he only twisted his brows slightly, as if he didn't want to deal with Xiaojin.

Just raised his head, he saw the secretive expressions of several people around him, and he looked at him thoughtfully.

However, after he looked at it, he smiled back and said, "Meeting is fate." ”

The watermelons have been handed over, don't you accept them, okay?

That's what it means.

I don't know what I think in my heart, Xiahou Yu still hugged the watermelon with both hands after all, his eyes were obscure, but his face was impatient.

It's just that Xiao Jin doesn't mind at all, after the watermelon is sent out, it is simply three feet high!

"Hahaha, oh my God, my watermelon is out!"

“……”

The crowd was speechless.

Seeing that I had an urge to hold my forehead, I just felt that this was a hairy child who didn't know which family ran out.

"It's such a good place, full of good people!

A cheerful cry came out of his mouth.

Xiao Jin jumped up, and accidentally jumped in front of Wu Duan, and seeing that he was empty-handed, he simply took out a watermelon: "The one who sees it has a share, and I will give you one." ”

Wu Duan was a little caught off guard, and hugged a watermelon in his arms, a little stunned.

At this time, Xiahou Yu's face was already a little dark, but Xiao Jin was not a person who could manage so much, he was about to leave, and he was a parting gift for everyone.

In front of you is a long staircase, and a mountain path leads to the foot of Kungo Mountain.

Xiao Jin only showed a big smile to everyone, and his eight white teeth shone brightly in the sun: "I'm going home, you are welcome to play at my house in the future!"

After saying that, he jumped directly, and even jumped down the steps directly with dexterity, like a dexterous monkey, jumping on Kunwu's steps, all the way down.

Along the road, his happy voice could be heard.

"They're all very nice people......

The blue mountains are covered, and the twilight will meet.

Xiao Jin's figure in a short coat of animal skin also disappeared quickly.

Seeing that he looked at it from afar, he took a look at the watermelon in his hand and couldn't help laughing.

Jiang Wenchao also had a smile on his face, as if he felt that there were not many people with such simple thoughts.

Seeing that the sky was approaching, he took the watermelon and threw it to everyone: "A small meeting, the mountains and rivers are fateful, I hope he will have a period in the future." ”

"There will be a period later. ”

The crowd also gave up.

Jiang Wenchao only turned around, dressed in a maple leaf red robe hunting and drumming, and in the blink of an eye, he had risen into the sky and turned into a ray of light away.

After a while, the maple red light disappeared into the brilliant sunset of Kunwu, and there was no trace.

Standing in place, there were only five people left, including Jianchou and Wu Duan, who suddenly seemed a little deserted.

There is always a little melancholy when parting, and he smiled a little when he saw the sorrow, and only said: "There is no door and no faction, but I forgot to ask where his home is, and we are welcome to go." ”

No one knows the origin of Xiaojin.

Or maybe Zhi Linsuo knew, but it was not recorded in the "One-person Taiwan Codex".

At this point, Wu Duan was a little clear, he thought for a moment, looked at the watermelon in his hand, and said: "If it is not from the left three thousand in the Central Domain, the right three thousand will not have such a pure and good person, and the cultivation method is not one of the four sects in the Northern Regions, I am afraid that it will come from the Southern Regions." ”

"Southlands?"

Seeing the sorrowful frown, he recalled the division of the southern, northern, middle, and extreme regions in the nineteen continents.

The middle domain is divided into three thousand on the left and three thousand on the right.

The three thousand on the left are the three thousand sects, and the three thousand on the right are the famous gathering places for scattered cultivation in the nineteen continents, "the sea of stars of tomorrow".

There are three thousand left and right, constituting the middle domain of the whole chaos with its own order, although it looks like a plate of scattered sand, but there are many masters.

The Northern Regions are famous for their giant sects.

In the huge area, there are only four sects: Yin and Yang Sects, Xihai Zen Forest, and Snow Tantra, which are clearly distinguished from each other, and the well water does not interfere with the river water.

However, there are also a few old grievances here.

I heard that the two sects of Yin and Yang are of the same vein, and the Xihai Zen Forest and the Snow Domain Tantra also have a deep origin, so the four sects of the Northern Regions were actually split from two giant sects, similar to the Wangjiang Tower and Wanghai Tower by the West Sea today.

The polar region, with its special status, is the "land of the rising sun" in the easternmost part of the land of the nineteen continents.

Ancient rumors: "There is a mountain in the east pole of the nineteenth continent, there is a big peach tree, its Qu Pan is 3,000 miles, and the northeast between its branches is called the ghost gate, and ten thousand ghosts go in and out." ”

When the nine-headed bird returns with ghosts, it is to go to the ghost gate, and under the extreme domain, it is the underworld where all ghosts gather.

As for the Southern Regions, there is a different look.

In the early years, it was the birthplace of the evil demons, bordering the most chaotic "Tomorrow Star Sea" on the nineteen continents, which was already a chaotic place, and the west was entrenched in countless long-standing cultivation families, each with its own constraints.

The degree of chaos in the entire Southern Region is only below the "Tomorrow's Star Sea".

It was a place that was difficult for the forces of the Middle Domain to reach, and naturally there were many cultivation methods that had never been heard of.

Xiao Jin's cultivation method is not in the central and northern regions, but I am afraid that he can only find it from the southern regions.

What's more, the "family" he is talking about is already very clear.

Seeing that he was worried, he nodded: "Nineteen continents are big, and everything is there." ”

At this moment, she is just a frog at the bottom of a well, right?

Wu Duan has seen a lot, knows a little about the scenery everywhere, can hear the tone of sorrow, and roughly guessed a few of her thoughts, only said: "Everything is there, and when I see Senior Sister Chou has been cultivating for a long time, I should appreciate all kinds of scenery, and even if the sun and the moon change, I can't see it." ”

This is an exaggeration.

Seeing that he received his kindness, he smiled and said, "In this way, if you want to read the scenery of the Nineteen Continents, you have to work hard to cultivate." ”

At this moment, Wu Duan couldn't help laughing.

He bowed his hand: "Senior Brother Xie will only return tomorrow, that is, I will return, I am afraid that the master still has something to explain, and a few of them will have to be in Kunwu for three or two days." The dwelling place is as usual, and if there is any need, just send a message to me or give instructions to the deacon's disciples. ”

Everyone thanked them, and they didn't stay in front of the Crane Palace, so they went back to the accommodation that Kunwu arranged for everyone.

At this time, except for the people of Fudao Mountain, most of the junior disciples had already returned to Yashan.

After all, it was not a trivial matter for Qu Zhengfeng to betray Yashan, and all the disciples in the sect were also shaken for a while.

In the past, Qu Zhengfeng often dealt with many things on behalf of the people of Fudao Mountain, but at this time, he threw it away, and immediately asked people to be on top, but he was afraid that everyone would be busy and dizzy for a while.

"Squeak. ”

In the twilight, he said goodbye to the other three, pushed open the door, and returned to his house.

The furnishings are simple, the wooden tables and chairs are only a little more exquisite than those in Yashan, and there are still a few carved patterns on the table legs.

She snapped her fingers and lit the lamp on the table.

The dim room suddenly became brighter.

Looking at the bean lamp, I was a little in a trance, as if this house had become her room in the village in an instant, the lights were dim, shining on the four walls that surrounded the gloom, but there was no temperature.

In the blink of an eye, she flickered, and the illusion around her disappeared immediately.

The house has changed to its original appearance.

Raising his hand, he rubbed his eyebrows when he saw sorrow, as if he wanted to expel the killing intent in his mind, but it had no effect after all.

With a frown, she walked over and sat cross-legged on the futon in the middle of the room.

With both hands open, she pinched a trick, rested on her lap, and let the bucket plate under her body burst out, and the aura of heaven and earth poured into her eyebrows, and her slightly restless heart slowly calmed down.

Cultivation does not know the passage of time.

In the blink of an eye, the moon rose in the middle of the sky, and sprinkled silver light on her window lattice, and after a while, the moon gradually slanted again, and gradually the silver light was swallowed up by the darkness around her, and the whole Kunwu fell into the darkness before dawn.

In the silence, there was only a small sound of insects, which pierced through the panes, but it could not disturb people's sleep.

"Tick-tock. ”

Outside the window, a thick layer of dew condensed on the surface of the yellowed leaves, finally gathered together, fell down, and knocked on the window lattice.

At this moment, I saw that my eyelashes were hanging down because of my closed eyes, and I suddenly trembled.

A pair of clear eyes lifted and looked at the slightly open window, the mountains were high and the autumn trees were heavy, it was the quietest morning of the day, and the sky was not clear.

She lowered her eyes and pondered for a moment, and finally got up from the futon, which was already firmly fixed at two feet and four feet and seven minutes, and the bucket plate was hidden on the ground.

Walk to the door and pull it open again.

The sky will be bright, and today should also be the day when Xie Buchen returns to Kunwu.

She thought about it lightly, turned around and closed the door, and silently walked out of the courtyard, along the mountain road, all the way down Kunwu, through the dense woods around the main peak of Kunwu.

The sound of the river surging was soon approaching.

Walking on the dead leaves all over the ground, I saw that I was standing on the bank of the river, and at a glance I saw the flat boat floating with the river, but it never moved much.

The sky was dark and full of fog.

There are small waves of light swaying slightly on the surface of the river, and occasionally a swimming fish jumps out of the river and makes a sound of rushing water.

The small canopy boat is parked in the middle of the river, with an old fishing net tied to the stern, the oars leaning against the fishing net at will, and a crooked three-tael fish basket in the bow.

A person sat on the bow of the boat, wearing a robe and a hat, blocking the fog of the river, but his figure was also a little faint and blurry in the fog, and he couldn't see clearly. Seeing sorrow, he could only see him holding a slender fishing rod, as if he was fishing on the river.

Behind this man, there was a new fire, and a small pot was set up on it, and the water in the pot had been boiled to the crab's eye.

At the moment when he looked at him, the fishing rod suddenly moved, and ripples suddenly appeared on the surface of the river.

"The fish is hooked......"

The angler's voice was a little smiling, and with a shake of the fishing rod, he saw a fat perch biting the hook, which he dragged out of the river and carried it in his hand.

At this moment, Jianchou finally saw his appearance clearly, and there was a rare familiarity between his eyebrows and eyes.

Fu Chaosheng put down the fishing rod, and with only a tone that was almost nostalgic, he said sadly to the shore: "The fish is in the hand, the water is in the pot, everything is ready, just wait to cook a bowl of fresh soup as a treat." Now that the old friend has arrived, it is better to get on the boat and talk about it. ”

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