Solar calendar year 1010, September 15.

Far north, a mecca of falling snow.

This is undoubtedly the most popular place in the snow mecca, and it should be said that the pharmacists who hang pots to help the world are high and respected wherever they go.

They are a group of mysterious monsters, who have been obscene all their lives, and their behavior is suspicious, not at all accidental, sloppy all day long, and they are a very stubborn group of people.

It's okay to call them crazy.

It is such a strange group of people, who have a very high reputation in the world, admired by the world, and will be praised wherever they go.

They are pioneers who dare to give up their lives of chasing the world and exchange their own inaction for the hope of the world.

They are Danshi.

It is a pity that there is no area in Meishan where the Danshi gathered.

So, Huang Yekui walked all the way to the area where Danshi gathered, which was called Dan Daotian. For various reasons, if you want to quickly improve your cultivation, you need to find the spiritual veins of heaven and earth hidden in various parts of the world, and if you can't find them, you can only retreat to the next best and use the heavenly and earth treasures to forcibly fill them.

Thinking so, the phoenix nightflower watched the so-called snowfall holy land.

The surrounding disciples who came and went were dressed in the costumes of various mountain gates, and there was endless leisure and elegance between the walks, and the figures followed each other, and the unbearable joy was very infectious in the sunlight.

Huang Yehua is walking here alone.

Jiang Zixi hasn't woken up yet, but Yang Shihan doesn't like to go out.

Huang Yekui wanted to come with Yang Shihan, but the beauty blocked him with a word.

So, taking advantage of the coolness of autumn, Huang Yekui ran "Eternal Life", trying to reach the unattainable realm a little earlier by working harder.

Huang Yehua knew that "Immortality" was slow, but he never thought that it would be so slow, compared to the previous speed, it was really like a turtle crawling, which made Huang Yekui unable to adapt.

I'm just hearing about it, I'm afraid I don't have any real feeling.

If you really want to do it......

Huang Yehua felt a breakdown in his heart.

Feel cheated......

The feeling of being smart but being mistaken by being smart.

Obviously, it is undeniable that there is an opportunity to become an immortal buried in "Immortality", but first, you must first have a life to live to the foundation building realm......

It's too slow, around a talented person like Huang Yekui, who doesn't need to meditate every day, as long as his mind moves, he will automatically run the Tianzong Wizard, and it is inevitable that he will have the method of changing the book at this moment, and start over.

It's too bad.

If there were no adventures, I would not be able to reach the realm of the Sea of Bitterness in this life......

Huang Yekui was a little speechless.

Around is a character like Huang Yekui, although he does not have a strong self-esteem or even conceit that is arrogant and unruly. But he can also be regarded as a little proud.

That little bit of pride is.

In this world, there is no monk comparable to himself, although he is not very lonely, but he is also a little lost. It is inevitable that most of the time, it is fun to remember the days when it was first fashionable and weak and not famous, although there are always unsightly flies and the like who come forward to provoke.

And now, although it is also indispensable to chase the flies behind them. However, Huang Yekui is still a little talented on the way to cultivating immortals, and from the fact that he doesn't have to meditate and cultivate, he knows what kind of demon he is.

The operation will not be interrupted every Sunday.

Even when you sleep, it still runs automatically. It's instinctive, and it's basically impossible for it to happen in reality.

Now, it's time to switch identities.

You are the fierce beast that chases and dares.

Thinking about it, I can't help but feel a little excited.

Thinking about the beginning, those characters who were persecuted by themselves are now separated by a thin line between fish and dragons, without themselves, it will be a time without a king, whether it is ten thousand dragons together, or the bright moon is in the sky.

Huang Yehua thought very boredly.

Without himself, how will the immortal list change, will the talented people at this moment sweep the sand and beat the generation two years ago to death on the beach, just like themselves.

The blood that had been numb was now a little boiling.

Will I be forgotten?

After all, the proud phoenix that has fallen to the dust has not heard anything for two years.

In this world of endless geniuses, the dim moon will forget you and discard you like an outdated star.

Falling stars in the dust.

I'm afraid maybe fireflies are no different.

It's a matter of course to be forgotten.

What can be done if it is remembered? Surprised, shocked? Followed by mockery?

Everyone has not gone to their hearts is the correct solution, everyone takes care of their own cultivation, even if the emperor himself comes, it is just a faint glance.

The people of this world are very proud, although they do not claim to be the best in the world, but they also think that they are the protagonists in their own world, so they are wise.

It's just that no one has seen herself, and Huang Yehua doesn't take herself seriously, and she can't compare her ordinary self with the stars that have fallen into the mortal world.

If someone must have heard of him, will he be provoked to take a closer look? If he really finds that the person he once admired and longed for will be so plain, will he be disappointed?

Huang Yehua was so distressed.

The words from around interrupted Huang Yekui's thoughts, which were the two of them talking about, the latest news.

"Senior Brother Zhou, if this Ling Shui of Meishan is really smart, he actually captured a demon cultivator in public......

That week, the disciple sighed slightly.

"Yes, Senior Brother Jiang, I got the news that day, and I immediately went to watch. That demon cultivator heard that his identity was extraordinary, and our holy lord got that demon cultivator, so he went to contact the Snow City Lord of Falling Snow Emperor City......"

Senior Brother Jiang was taken aback.

"What is the identity of that demon cultivator? can actually alarm the Snow City Lord of the Falling Snow Holy Land?"

That senior brother said in a low voice.

"I used to be friends with Nakang Huaihan, and we joined the mountain gate together. I questioned him in every way that day, and he relented, and he could not talk about any secrets. ”

"It's not a big deal. ”

"It's a demon cultivator, the youngest son of the city lord of Eternal Night City, whose name is Shixi. ”

When Senior Brother Jiang heard this, he was shocked to preach.

"Se-hee, is the rumored Child of Destiny?"

Senior Brother Zhou sighed.

"That's him! The illegitimate son of the city lord, who has done a lot of evil and has no brains. A few days ago, at the Demon Cultivation Conference, he actually teased Yan Qiongqiong in public......"

Huang Yekui, who heard it on the side, didn't hold back, and the aura that had just been spit out to the heart spewed out with a "poof", and the posture was extremely indecent.

provoked the surrounding disciples to point fingers.

Senior Brother Jiang was a little dumbfounded.

"Demon Cultivation" Yanyan's Dance "Who doesn't know, who doesn't know......"

Senior Brother Zhou also admired the preaching.

"It's still the host of Eternal Night City who is very wise, and he severely punished this illegitimate son in time, and then severed the father-son relationship and drove out of the demon clan. It was a ...... to save his life."

Senior Brother Jiang admired for a while.

"There are really all strange people in the world who don't spare their lives......"

Huang Yehua thinks the same way.

What kind of person is that Shixi, how can he be so irritable and ridiculous, and dare to tease the "Dance of Yan Yan", Yan Qiongqiong Qiong's Nizi is not easy to mess with......

But Shixi......

Huang Yekui really knows each other, I can't help but know, but I have also had a fight.

Thinking about the beginning, he stopped in Eternal Night City for a while, and then met this Shixi, who was not afraid of heaven and earth, and actually challenged himself single-handedly.

Still muttering something.

"Demon cultivators, beautiful monks, look at how my brother and I beat the phoenix night flower. Let him declare to sweep the floor and go back to Middle-earth. ”

"Huang Yekui, today is the time when your myth is shattered, brother, my name is ........."

"Ah!!h

"The world, the ......"

Thinking of this, Huang Yehua smiled.

That's a very interesting person.

It's not easy for him to survive until now.

Saying that, Huang Yekui didn't hear about it, enjoying the beautiful scenery and beauties all the way, and moving towards the so-called Dan Daotian.

Speaking of Dan Dao Tian......

Its power is enough to spread over every corner of the world, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a giant powerhouse.

The existence of Dan Daotian is only a guarantee for the survival of every weak Danshi, and it is the tough backstage of every Danshi. Even so, Danshi made a mistake and will not be spared.

That's what a collective institution is.

Huang Yekui obviously doesn't like this very much, what he prefers is to be a lazy casual cultivator, not bound by the rules, not imprisoned by the rules, free to do what he wants, and do whatever he wants.

There are also a small number of Danshi in the casual practice.

After all, the scattered cultivation in this world must occupy at least seven layers.

It's nice to live without being tethered.

Huang Yekui saw the gate of Dan Daotian.

It was a huge eight-story tower, full of Far Northern style architecture. In the meantime, there is a rich and generous charm, which is a color like the sun, as if it is completely cast with a brilliant spirit stone.

Nightflower narrowed her eyes.

Today, perhaps, is extraordinary.

Outside the door, there were disciples standing fiercely, talking about something.

None of this has anything to do with Huang Yekui.

He is still an old god, and pacing is the best practice in the world for Huang Yekui.

A clear and clear state of mind, a moist and cool autumn breeze, and a freewheeling attitude that seems to be in line with the avenue of heaven and earth. All of this is the Tao.

The Tao that can be realized even by sitting under the willow tree.

The road is tens of millions, and it is a way after all.

Whether it's pacing, sitting, practicing, spitting, eating, sleeping, fighting......

It's a shortcut to the avenue.

It's all about horizons.

It is enough to touch the horizon of "Lethe".

Nightflower squeezed through the hustle and bustle of the crowd.

Huang Yekui stepped into the gate of Dan Daotian.

It's a ridiculously large temple.

There are two young people who are alchemizing.

There were seven old men who watched the last and most important step of these two men with relieved eyes.

- Yudan.

Even the old man in the top position was smiling.

These two are both Dan Dao geniuses who are far beyond their expectations.

The afterlife is terrible, the afterlife is terrible.

Huang Yekui stepped into the main hall.