Anseong, outside the castle tower.

More than thirty heavily armed Chiyun soldiers guarded the only entrance, led by the Hundred Blades General Li Yan.

In the dark world, the castle tower became the only light.

Li regret knew in his heart that compared to standing guard on the city wall, it was a very good errand, and it was also the Tengyang City Lord who asked him to rest in disguise.

However, tonight, Li regret had an ominous premonition that his home in the city had been destroyed by the Tianji trebuchet.

Fortunately, his wife and children had already moved to a safe place, but this premonition has always been with him.

Li sighed softly, and the lit torches illuminated the faces of each of the soldiers, they were all tired, and he decided to let some of them go back to rest first.

Li Xichong's cousin Li Erhu said: "Erhu, you take a team of people back to rest first, and come back to replace it when it is dusk." ”

Li Erhu didn't shirk it, waved his hand, and more than a dozen soldiers broke away from the guard team and went with him to find a place to rest.

Columns of torches of red light danced and disappeared around the corner, and Li Yan yawned.

It was a cold winter, but it rained at an inopportune time, and my heart felt like ice.

Is spring coming early? Li regretted that he was puzzled and stretched his limbs tiredly.

Before the action was over, a blue light flashed, and an ominous premonition was realized at this moment.

The blue beam of light was as fast as lightning, and the muscles of the hundred blades were just tensed, and before he could react, he couldn't feel his body anymore.

He had an exaggerated blood hole in his chest.

The world was turned upside down, and the only remaining sense of his consciousness saw the blue light, like a swift sweeping through the air, dyeing the rain an eerie red.

The heads of their companions were thrown high one by one, extremely terrifying, just like the time they attacked the blood puppet.

Li regret began to think hard, to drive away the fear, to drive away everything in front of him, and finally, he saw the door in his heart open, the smile of his wife and the expectant eyes of his son.

Li Ji's hand reached into his pocket, and there was a bag of small dried fish for his son.

In the end, the endless darkness enveloped Li Xi, everything froze, and his eyes became blank and lost their proper color.

The deadly blue beam returned to its master.

Jian Yusheng's pale face was expressionless, stepping over the silent corpse and the still rolling head.

Jian Yusheng's heart is firm, the dead can't shake his cold heart, as a soldier, this is their destination.

He walked into the City Lord's Tower, and the ice in his heart became colder and colder.

The first floor of the main tower of the city was empty, and after the incident of the Qianhua Daoren, the office was temporarily suspended here.

There was also a faint smell of blood in the room, and there was bound to be a bloody battle here not long ago, or a one-sided tu sha.

Jian Yusheng didn't stop, and walked straight to the next floor, this tower has a total of seven floors, and the last layer is his destination.

After the empty second floor, the third floor is faintly bright.

He slowed his steps and listened intently at the top of the staircase, where the conversation of a man and a woman could be heard, and the rustling of books.

Tian Tian looked at the day helplessly. "Brother, I've read your book "The Biography of the Five Sages" no less than ten times. ”

Daylight doesn't care. "So what. ”

"Do you particularly adore them?"

Bai Tian was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then replied. "I don't worship them, I just want to know about them, this book has everything about them, their power, their deeds, their relationships, their weapons and exercises, and what I want. ”

"Brother, you are very similar to what the city lord said, he said that there is everything I want in the book, but no matter how I look at it, it is all boring things. "Every day, my fingers are playing with "Strange Classics".

Daylight put the "Biography of the Five Saints" in his arms, and selected a new "Chronicle of the Northern Wilderness". "Reading is for your future, reading thousands of books, traveling thousands of miles, what the ancestors said will not be wrong, your current efforts are to precipitate your ultimate ideal. ”

Pouting every day. "I still like to draw a bow and shoot arrows. ”

Smiling during the day, whenever he had time, he was immersed in the middle of the sea of books with the little girl, and he finally chose to stay, indirectly eliminating the estrangement between him and Su Tiantian.

For him, reading books is the quickest way to learn about this strange world.

In the past few days, he has read the book and found that it is fundamentally different from what he understands in the ancient books of the Sword Clan, and the outside world has long been turned upside down.

In fact, it is no wonder that the Sword Clan disappeared for the first time after the Battle of Annihilation, and then there is no way to record the history after that.

The present world is divided into four major areas with the Northern Wilderness as the center, the south is the gathering place of immortal cultivators, and the major immortal cultivators are divided into one side, the west is the barbarian giants, and the east is the demon clan's territory, and the four forces check and balance each other:

In order to defend against foreign enemies, the Stone Emperor of the Northern Wilderness built the Three Heavenly Dao Great Walls.

Every day he said in a childish voice: "Ideal?"

"It's what you want to do when you grow up. ”

"My ideal..."Su Tiantian fell silent as he spoke, his eyes twitched, and he slowly buried his red face in the book.

"Ah, I actually talked about ideals with a little ghost," Bai Tian closed the book and said with a smile, "Tiantian's ideal should be delicious and fun, right?"

"Not really. "Cover your face with a book every day.

"What's that?" said Daylight, continuing to aimlessly flip through the heavy book in his hand.

"I won't tell you. Su Tiantian said.

Bai Tian shook his head, the thickness of the "Chronicle of the Northern Wilderness" was surprising, and the first page wrote that the Northern Wilderness Continent stretched for 100,000 miles, divided into ten major states, more than 10,000 big cities, hundreds of thousands of small towns, villages could not be counted, and there were 80,000 spiritual mountains, of which the martial arts sect accounted for more than 10,000, and the Xiuxian sect accounted for more than 1,000, all of which were under the jurisdiction of the Tianji Empire.

Turning to the second page, it is recorded that the first generation of Emperor Yingtian is a horse breeder in Qingteng Town, and he has a wind-chasing war horse........

During the day, he couldn't find anything he was interested in after turning several pages, so he simply changed to a book called "The Magic Treasure Chronicle", which recorded things about the magic weapons of immortal cultivators.

There is a distinction between magic weapons and magic weapons.

Ritual weapons are only divided into low-level, medium-level, and top-level.

The magic weapon is divided into nine grades, corresponding to the nine realms of immortal cultivators, and the power of the one-grade magic weapon is far greater than that of most top-level magic weapons.

The formation of a magic weapon is extremely difficult, and it requires a cultivator of the fifth realm to separate a divine consciousness and add a half-body cultivation to create it.

It also needs the nourishment of the aura of heaven and earth, and it usually takes a hundred years for it to have spirituality.

Immortal cultivators generally do not practice magic weapons, and only when the limit is approaching, will they turn their cultivation into three or two magic weapons and leave them to the doormen.

That's why the magic weapon is even more precious.

If an immortal cultivator wants to sacrifice and refine the magic weapon, he will store the magic weapon or weapon in the wind pill in the third realm to nourish it, turn it into a life magic weapon, and sacrifice it into a real magic weapon in the fifth realm.

"Dharma Treasure Chronicles" records several magic weapons, with strange forms, some are weapons, some are armor, and there are strange existences such as ancient lamps, gourds, houses, etc.

The power of the magic weapon is extraordinary, but it requires the owner to provide immeasurable spiritual power.

The average person will be exhausted after using it once.

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