He put the largest pineapple in his mouth and took a bite, it was very sweet and delicious, he squinted slightly, and his mind gradually calmed down

After eating the pineapple, he wiped his mouth with the back of his thick hand, and then his eyes fell on a certain part of the courtyard, as if penetrating the courtyard, not falling anywhere, he looked young, but his gaze at this time was extremely deep and quiet, and he didn't know what he was thinking. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Or maybe he's trying to do something.

Isn't it true that people live in the world to do something? Otherwise, it is better to die directly.

He didn't know what he thought, he laughed stupidly, he laughed very honestly, and even felt that he was embarrassed to laugh, so he smiled even more honestly.

A few days ago, a lot of people suddenly came to Dayang City, and those people came from nowhere, even in the Imperial City, neither the city guards nor the royal guards caused them any trouble, but under the deliberate acquiescence of the palace in the imperial city, the city guards maintained great respect for them and assisted them in doing what they wanted.

Those people were first easily approved by the government with the assistance of a certain lieutenant general of the city guard, and two black stone tablets were erected in the center of the square not far in front of the palace.

At the top and most conspicuous of the first stele is engraved a name, Luoyang.

A little lower is also engraved with the word ink and cold as if stained with cold ink, which has its own depth and heroic overflow.

There are many more names below them, and there is Zongzheng a little farther away from the top, and there are Dinghua at the back, Wen Yu, Ziran and Ranchuan.

On the second stele are also engraved some names.

Ouyang, Guan Yang, Yuzhu at the top, and those proud and uninhibited names below.

And these people represent the most talented, promising, and promising young people of all human beings in the whole world in this era.

And this information comes from the world's highest mountain in the world's famous Youming Palace, such information, no one in the whole world can be qualified to doubt. They represent absolute authenticity and validity.

And today, the sturdy and honest boy saw the two stone tablets before returning to the most remote and dirty alley of the Imperial City, so he had been thinking about how to choose.

It's really hard to choose, if only there was no choice like back then, it wouldn't be so painful, he scratched at his short black hair and thought in his heart.

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Straight down the river for 3,000 miles, running to the sea and never returning.

The wide Khan River is steeped in torrents, with high mountains on both sides of the river, and lush trees growing.

An ink shadow appeared on the surface of the river from where the water and the sky met, and a small boat sailed out.

The green mountains on both sides, the clear water and blue sky, the lonely boat and the big trees with ink are as beautiful as a painting.

This is meant to be a painting.

The painting hangs on the stone wall.

In front of the stone wall, there was a figure shrouded in black robes, revealing half of his pale chin, as if he was carefully studying the painting.

I don't know how long later, he suddenly coughed twice, which seemed very abrupt and harsh, and he felt very uncomfortable.

He coughed because he was injured, and it was a very serious injury that would be difficult to heal.

And in order to look at this painting, he spent a lot of strength and mind, if it was before, it would not be nothing, but now that he is injured, the energy and mind expended makes him feel very tired, and even the suppressed injury is about to move.

If it is an ordinary landscape painting, of course, it will not cost much effort, but how can a person like him care about the meaning of the landscape in the world, this painting is not an ordinary painting, but a legendary book of mountains and rivers.

With the help of the Mountains and Rivers Books, he was looking for something, or rather, he was really looking for something.

Perhaps, many people in this world are looking for what he is looking for.

A wisp of fresh wind came from nowhere, the painting on the stone wall fluctuated slightly, the river seemed to set off waves, and the lonely boat seemed to be about to rush out of the picture.

The black-robed man stretched out his white palm, took down the mountain and river book, then carefully put it away, and turned to leave.

Ziran walked out from under the canopy of the boat, looking at the beautiful scenery on both sides of the strait and the line connecting the sky in the distance, and suddenly felt a sense of alarm in his heart.

Different from the warning that night under the fireworks, this warning came for no reason, but it was the most real feedback in the existence instinct, he stood in the bow of the boat for a long time, and the warning gradually faded from his heart, but his mood did not relax much, because he missed Ziyan.

Ran Chuan also stepped out of the canopy with a long sword on his back.

Because he felt a faint and illusory aura, he was silent beside Ziran for a while, and then he pulled out his long sword, and the tip of the sword fell into the river.

The breath became a little more real.

He withdrew his sword, then looked up at the sky, as if trying to see something through the high clouds.

Ziran saw his strange behavior, and he knew what he had sensed at that moment before.

Ran Chuan retracted his gaze and glanced at Zi Ran, both of whom saw the vigilance in each other's eyes.

For some reason, they did not speak, and were silent at the bow of the boat for a moment, and then returned to the canopy, and the river was rapid, and the speed of the boat seemed to become faster.

It's still the same old problem, how to get out of this small world, how to solve this problem, they have never found a way to play.

People were really desperate, and even Mo Han, who had long since left the cliffside, was wondering if the Sleepless Mountain was deliberately trapping them in this small world.

But the good thing is that there are always people who never give up and are always trying to find a way to leave.

Leaving is not because he wants to pass the assessment of Sleepless Mountain, but more because of the invisible but always heavy burden on his shoulders that constantly reminds him and spurs him.

However, in fact, he knows that he has no answer to the thing he is going to do, and the ghost walker who is almost in the fifth realm that night may have something to do with it, but who knows?

They took a boat down the river, and in just over ten days they came to the south of the big river, and the distant mountain gorge was already visible, and through that mountain gorge was Yangzhou, and after passing through Yangzhou, the last plain was close to the South China Sea.

What's more, they successfully shook off the pursuers, no one knows where they are now, although the people south of the river also know the news, but they don't know Ziran and Ranchuan, they don't have to worry about being chased and killed endlessly again.

A big event has happened again in Dayang City these days.

It wasn't that burly young man who had fought with the people in Pear Lane for three days and three nights again.

It's not that His Majesty the Emperor in the palace has died.

Although there were already a lot of mysterious and extremely powerful cultivators gathered in Dayang City at this moment, it was still not as shocking as that incident.

Not far from the city, under the Qili Pavilion, stood a scholar, dressed in a short shirt, somewhat shabby, with a lot of dust on it. His expression was very gentle, and there was a hint of youth between his eyebrows and eyes, but there was no edge, giving people a calm, thick and steady feeling, like an inconspicuous short staff pinned to his waist.

But standing here now, his eyes were a little solemn, and the dust on his shirt trembled slightly.

Suddenly there was an eagle's cry in the sky, and the sound was full of violence and blood.

A black thing fell from the sky, like a meteorite, and fell heavily on the ground, and the ground instantly cracked because it could not withstand such a terrifying force, stirring up a puff of dust.

The dust gradually cleared, revealing the black thing.

That's a person.

He was in a black overcoat and couldn't see his face clearly, but he was carrying an exaggeratedly long iron spear on his shoulder.

In addition to these two people, the surrounding jungle, tree trunks, and the official roads outside were full of masters pouring in from all over the place.

In the real darkness, there are still those who are really strong.

The reason why they gathered here was because of the black hill that suddenly appeared in the mountains in front of them.

It's not exactly in terms of a hill, but it's an unimaginably large black boulder.

Suddenly, it was like a hill.

The area around the hill was desolate for ten miles and beyond, the traces of fire, full of black death, countless beasts had died in the flames, and even some great demons had been burned to ashes.

This is no ordinary boulder, such a boulder is no longer something that can be shaken by human beings.

The scholar watched from afar under the gazebo at the black tip of the boulder.

He knew where the boulder came from.

Because in a long time ago, there was such a boulder in the world, and he knew that this boulder was that boulder.

Extraterrestrial Stone.

A stone from the vast starry sky with mysterious powers, the Outer Stone.

At that time, the Outer Heaven Stone disappeared inexplicably, and then came to the world again thousands of years later, also from outside the territory, with inexplicable information and terrifying power to the world, and it was also lifeless within ten miles, exactly the same as the current situation.

The Outer Stone, one of the seven primordial treasures in the world, has mysterious and immeasurable power, and countless people want to get it.

But so far everyone has been watching and no one has taken it, because of the ten miles of land that has no life.

This is the third time that the Outer Stone has appeared in the world, and many people have made some preparations, although such a behemoth cannot be shaken by humans, but they are also prepared.

For some reason, the powerhouse of the Sleepless Mountain who stayed in Dayang City did not show up and remained silent.

They are not suitable for meddleling, although the Sleepless Mountain is powerful, it cannot stop people's greed, not to mention that it is a temptation from the Outer Stone.

And the most terrible thing in the world is human greed.

Greed is the beginning of conflict and the source of trouble.

This is destined to be a war.

The sky is now, and the world is in chaos.

Countless cultivators either heard the movement or got the news, and they were rushing to Dayang City one after another.

The guards and royal guards in Dayang City did not make much movement, except for more wandering than usual to maintain law and order, they did not have any greed for the mysterious stone from outside the territory.

Of course, it could be waiting, waiting, or planning something.

It's like the sleepless mountain people who stay in Dayang City.

Everyone continues to wait.

The scholar under the pavilion sat on a stone bench, holding a book and reading, his expression was very serious and he seemed very calm.

The man in black who was fighting the spear on his shoulder sat on the branch of a big tree dozens of feet away from the pavilion, his back against the trunk, still carrying the spear on his shoulder, and his eyes were slightly closed, as if he was pretending to sleep.

There are many more practitioners hiding everywhere.

They had been waiting in this place for ten days, but they still could not step into that ten miles radius, just ten miles, not an inch.

The Divine Stone from outside the territory burned all the places around it for ten miles like a desert with a terrifying fire of desolation, and even the tiniest stone gravel turned into tiny sand.

But this boundary did not cross the limit of ten miles, and although the plants in the outer places seemed to be withered, compared to the yellow sand, it was like heaven and earth.

The scholar knew what the reason was, it was the different conflict between the divine rules from the outer heaven stone and the rules of heaven and earth, resulting in an enchantment of self-protection.

The scholar also knew that this enchantment was about to disappear, because the Outer Heaven Stone was originally a thing in this world, and the rules of heaven and earth recognized or recognized the rules of the divine power of the Outer Heaven Stone during this time, then the enchantment would naturally disappear.

And that was the beginning of the real war.

The scholar's gaze left the book in his hand, and he looked up at the forest not far away, his eyes a little worried.

At this moment, the divine and powerful breath of rules began to dissipate at this moment, and no one could really see such a thing happening, but they all really felt the dissipation of that power, and those cultivators who were hidden here began to move.

The scholar put away the book, but did not move.

The man in the tree opened his eyes, and he didn't count.

On the cliffside somewhere in the mountains, a young man held a large knife, the handle of the knife stomped on the ground, there was a hint of wind and dust between his eyebrows and eyes, and the breeze came slowly, looking a little tired.

At last someone couldn't hold it back, and the shadows in the woods kept passing through the forest, rushing into the barren land that had been burned by the flames.

The scholar shook his head slightly, his face a little unbearable.

The man carrying the gun in the tree had an indifferent face and no expression.

The figures twisted the moment they rushed into the barren land, some went straight into the air, some sank into the dirt, some walked upside down, but one thing was the same, they were all in a state like seeing the extraordinary distortion after being refracted through the droplets of water.

Then, as if a myriad of sharp swords slashed through their bodies, they were broken into several pieces of flesh, then into smaller pieces, and continued until they were reduced to pieces, and then the flames burst into the tiniest of ashes.

These steps are slow to say, but they actually happened in a very short period of time, about two or three breaths, and several masters disappeared from this world like this, and if it weren't for that piece of ash, people would even doubt the authenticity of this matter.

The restless jungle fell silent in an instant.

Divine objects such as extraterrestrial stones are beyond the reach of ordinary people. Even the man who was as violent as the man with the gun, and like the man who was proud of the big knife, maintained the most awe-inspiring attitude and did not dare to cross the thunder pool.

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