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There are 36 palaces that are so magnificent that they cannot be described in words, each palace is suspended in the air in different directions, different angles, and different heights, as if guarding something in the pattern of nine palaces.

And this kind of palace is only qualified to have it by the elders of the inner gate in the capital.

Now there are thirty-six of them!

What's even more strange is that what is guarded by these thirty-six elders in the middle is just a mere thatched hut, a very, very ordinary thatched hut.

Compared to the thirty-six ornate palaces, this thatched house is so shabby.

But it is such a thatched hut that is so dilapidated that it will collapse at any time, but there is a powerful figure living in it, a person who is qualified to let Ji Du use thirty-six inner door elders to guard the door for him......

Sitting in this thatched hut was a middle-aged monk full of fairy spirit and delicate bones, and at this time, I saw him caressing his three-inch-long beautiful beard and said lightly: "Where is the boy?"

Then a boy of eleven or twelve years old walked in from outside the door.

"The real person is taught by the palm, and the child is here. ”

"This entrance assessment is very important, unlike in the past, it is okay for those juniors to preside over the first two levels, but I am not at ease with this last level, you can take my magic talisman and ask your Mingdao uncle to preside over the final level of the assessment!"

Since then, the identity of this person is no longer known.

There is only one person who can be honored as the head of the Jidu Gate, who is qualified to let Jidu send thirty-six inner gate elders to guard and has the right to take charge of such a major event as Jidu opening the mountain gate and accepting disciples!

One of the ten pillars of the righteous path, the master of the Jidu Immortal Gate, Mingzun!

"Receive the decree!" As soon as the boy heard the words of the Mingzun Taoist, he slowly pushed back.

When the boy exited the door, Mingzun Daoist looked at the statue of the patriarch hanging on the wall with his eyes as clean as glass, and then said to himself in a very low and tired voice: "At the end of the era, where should I go!"

Then a faint sigh came from the hall, and finally silence returned.

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Huangsha Ridge

An ordinary name, but it represents an unusual place!

Now there is no day, no night, no death, and no life in Huangshaling.

Not to mention the gods, rats and cockroaches are disdainful of this place.

Huangshaling cannot feed any kind of life with material needs......

But this was not the case with Huangshaling before the eons of time.

Once upon a time, this place was full of life, and it could feed even those who were reproducing in harsh conditions.

Because this place used to be full of spiritual grass, the spiritual energy is rich, and the spiritual veins are also intertwined.

No life can refuse such a paradise, and if there is still life here that cannot reproduce, it is a kind of doomed extinction!

But a war has ruined everything, including countless lives!

It was a war of racial continuity and destruction, a war of no room for manoeuvre......

When the fighting and sorrow gradually subsided, what was left was a forbidden area of life, Huangshaling!

Since that war, there has been no change in this place, and even the years have not been able to erase the damage caused by that war......

When everything changes,

Everything in the world changes with time, when the environment within the real realm has migrated in several epochal changes, when mountains turn into plains, when the sea turns into deserts, when everything does not return to its shape!

But... Only Huangshaling has not changed, nor has it changed its name, even if it is an incalculable period of time......

The main melody here is always the never-ending black whirlwind, the black whirlwind that can destroy everything, and the only thing attached is the yellow sand that flies with the wind, and it also never stops dancing and dancing with the footsteps of the black whirlwind......

After these two things are combined, it is Huangshaling, and it is also everything in this forbidden area of life!!

The yellow sand flying in the sky, each grain seems to be the same size and shape, as if it was made of an embryo, as if it was flying unscrupulously but without any autonomy.

No, the shape of a grain of yellow sand may not be......

If you magnify this different grain of yellow sand by 10 million times, you can see two words in this grain of yellow sand, Star Palace!

A grain of sand, dare to name a palace.

What a ridiculous thing!

However, when this ridiculous thing is in the forbidden area of life such as Huangshaling, it is not so ridiculous.

Because it might really be a palace.

One sand and one world, one flower and one paradise

In fact, this special grain of yellow sand is indeed a palace, an incomparably magnificent star palace.

In the Star Palace, the heavens and the earth were overturned, and the stars covered the earth, exuding a brilliant luster.

Above the stars, there are also twenty-eight chairs made of the power of the stars, each of which is placed in a different direction.

Twenty-seven of the chairs were vacant, except for one chair with a figure sitting on it.

This person is covered by a mask, dressed in a star official suit, and has a mink-like but cunning little beast with aura depicted on his chest, whose name is Raccoon Dog!

There were a lot of people kneeling in front of this person, these people were strangely shaped, some were several feet tall, some were human-faced beasts, some were animal-faced, and some were hideous like ghosts, and some were completely unrecognizable as if they had endured countless kinds of torture, in short, there were few normal people.

Even if it looks normal, it may not be really normal......

But no matter how you look at it, the masked one doesn't look like a group of vicious guys who can subdue the group of vicious guys under his feet.

Because he's really too thin, he doesn't look weak.

Lying on the chair with one hand, how to look at the appearance of Zhengtai, especially the mask with the face, it adds a bit of cuteness.

But it's just such a guy, in front of this group of demon-like monks, it's like a leisurely walk.

And the group of monks who looked like they were not good, strange, human, and demonic were also full of awe for the person sitting in the chair, or...... It's more appropriate to be afraid, like a mouse meets a cat!

Suddenly, the masked man spoke.

"The second step of the 'New Age' project can begin, my pets!

"Yes, my master......"

For a while, the monsters kneeling below opened their mouths at the same time, and then stood up one after another and retreated from the Star Palace with a respectful demeanor, during which there was irrepressible excitement and cruelty in their eyes

And among these people is the dragon tail who is fleeting in the ghost mist, but guides the entire battle situation.

He knelt in the seventh of the crowd, and his eyes were more fanatical than the others......

Daoxuan Mountain Range, Battle Dragon Road.

Hundreds of late-stage Qi cultivators were fighting with each other, each step seemed to weigh a thousand catties, and the higher they went, the more difficult it became, and there were already many monks sweating profusely and their lips purple.

But no one gave up.

Each of the monks who can walk more than 50,000 steps has enough capital to be proud of, and his will is stronger than most people.

Perhaps, the biggest enemy for them at this time was not from the Battle Dragon Dao, but from the other monks here.

The biggest difference between Renjie and ordinary people is that they usually have their own persistence and pride.

And for their pride and persistence, they can give everything, even if it is life, or light and justice, which may be the reason why they can surpass others.

Therefore, at this time, they will never allow themselves to be surpassed by others, especially the number of hundreds, and their proud hearts do not allow this kind of failure!!

But it is not common for the Battle Dragon Dao to be used as one of the ten Dao Courts and the assessment place of the Immortal Gate, and sometimes it is not something you can insist on if you want to.

Soon, someone couldn't stand it, and stepped on a higher step, but it seemed that there was a thousand pounds of force pressing down and couldn't lift it up again.

Among these people, there are nine thousands.

Jiumen Qianzhen is a very ordinary monk, when he was a child, he accidentally bought a classic book of cultivating immortals that was regarded as a waste book from a stall, and since then he has started his path of cultivating immortals.

It can be regarded as quite a bit of talent for cultivating immortals.

As a casual cultivator, he wandered alone among the immortals and experienced things that many people had never experienced in their lives, and even created a small gang of immortals, with brothers, red faces, friends, and subordinates.

There were many hardships during this period, but none of them bothered him, and he was very satisfied with the current situation.

How happy it is to be able to live freely and do what you want to do!

For a lifetime, it is enough to live like this for a hundred years.

But the world is impermanent, and everything can not be as good as it should be.

Just when he was at the most proud of his life, he was betrayed by his favorite woman, the woman he thought would last forever......

He will never forget what the woman said when he asked why she had betrayed him.

"Why did you betray you? Who called you so small! Not even half of Brother Tiger, do you know how happy I was when Brother Tiger fucked me? That feeling is something you can never give me, haha......" The innocent-faced woman said the most vicious words in her mouth.

I can't forget it! I can't forget it!

Originally, he thought he was going to die.

But he was saved by his brothers and men, a hundred and seven lives!

The brotherhood that can't be finished for a lifetime has been a real loner since that day, right?

Hehe...... My brothers all died for me, the woman I loved the most betrayed me, and my so-called friends turned a blind eye.

"Hehe......" The past is vivid, I can't forget it, I don't dare to forget it, and the nine doors of Qianzhen, who are powerless to take revenge, only have a wry smile that eats the heart and eats the bones.

Because he was unwilling to die in vain with one hundred and seven brothers, and unwilling to live happily with that pair of dog men and women, he came to Jidu Xianmen.

Jiumen Qianyu knew that he had no capital left, and the only thing he had was a young life and a little bit of talent.

It makes sense not to bully the young man into being poor, he believes that one day he will be able to pluck off the heads of the two dogs and men and put them in front of the graves of one hundred and seven brothers.

But the starting point of the Nine Gates is too low after all, and nothing that has been learned can be mastered.

The immortal cultivation classics obtained from the local stall were only the most ordinary road goods, and only recorded the methods of breathing in the aura of heaven and earth and some basic spells such as fireball techniques.

Killing 50,000 steps with his heavenly resources is already the limit, and at 63,000 and 78 steps, it is difficult to sustain after all, and he can't lift up one foot when he steps forward.

Going to give up?

It's really hard!

But can you give up?

The heroic spirits of the one hundred and seventeen brothers have not yet gone far, and the pair of dog men and women are still shamelessly merry.

Is it possible? Can I just give up like that, so am I still a thousand people?

Jiumen Qianqi asked and answered himself magnificently in his mind.

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