The green mountains do not change, and the green water flows forever.

This sentence refers to the Qingshan Sect and the green water that flows through the Qingshan Sect.

According to legend, the origins of the Qingshan Sect are extremely ancient, dating back more than 10,000 years. To this day, in the ancestral hall of the Aoyama Sect, there is still a portrait of the Aoyama Patriarch and a woman. It is said that the woman was Feng Qianzi, the patriarch of the demon clan at the time.

The ancient ancestral hall, which has withstood the baptism of countless years, is still the most majestic building of the Qingshan sect.

Ninety-nine eighty-one bluestone steps have been stepped on by countless descendants of the green mountains, and they have become recognizable.

A boy of eighteen or nineteen years old, standing at the foot of the steps, looked up at the majestic ancestral hall at the top of the steps, and for a moment, fell to the ground. Every disciple who is about to cross the tribulation will come here to worship the patriarch.

"Please ask the patriarch to bless the disciple with a successful tribulation." The young man bowed solemnly.

At the age of eighteen or nineteen, he is about to survive the first tribulation, and this kind of cultivation speed should naturally be regarded as amazing. However, he has always been the laughing stock of the Qingshan Sect.

Picking up garbage, licking the bottom of the pot......

Come to think of it, such a nickname will accompany him for the rest of his life.

He knew that if he were someone else, he would do the same. It is precisely because of the messy work of picking up garbage and licking the bottom of the pot that his cultivation can improve by leaps and bounds.

Are you being ridiculed?

What's the big deal.

The boy snorted dismissively and turned to leave.

All the way to the residence, the young man devoted himself to cultivation. Within a few days, the boy realized that he was about to cross the catastrophe.

He prepared everything, sat in his room, closed his eyes slightly, did not eat or drink, and waited quietly......

The first calamity is the calamity of the wind.

The wind is like a knife, quenching one's body.

The boy suddenly opened his eyes and glanced at the world outside the door.

The wind is howling.

Here it comes......

The young man quickly used his spiritual power, holding a spar in his palm, and sweat seeped out.

Suddenly, the wind stopped.

The boy was stunned.

Immediately after, the sky suddenly darkened.

In the dark clouds, thunder rolled.

The boy was so surprised that he couldn't think much of it, and ran out of the room quickly, looking up at the sky.

The thunder was even louder......

The top of the green hills.

Chang Qing, who was still angry that the One Hundred and Twenty-six Sects did not allow the Qingshan Sect to enter Xiaoliang Mountain, suddenly frowned. He quickly ran out of the room, looking at the dark clouds below the mountain, his face showed a trace of astonishment, "I, Qingshan Sect, has another master who wants to cross the Thunder Tribulation?" Who is it? Is it the sixth junior brother? ”

Wind, fire, thunder, and heart are the four great tribulations.

The thunder tribulation is the earth tribulation, and the thunder tribulation is the first baby.

Chang Qing's heart throbbed, and he flew down, until he came to the dark cloud, and when he saw the disciple under the cloud, he couldn't help but be stunned. He really couldn't figure it out, how could a disciple who had built a ninth layer of the foundation actually want to survive the Thunder Tribulation?

The disciple was obviously also very stunned, and wanted to resist that Lei Gang in a panic.

It's just that he tried his best, but he couldn't bear it.

Lei Gang fell with a bang and smashed directly on the top of his head.

He was directly hit by this thunderbolt to the ground, and then, his body began to turn red, as if something was burning in his body.

Chang Qing's eyes widened, and he was at a loss for a moment.

His disciple Chongshan rushed over, landed beside Chang Qing, glanced at it, and said with his eyebrows, "This scene looks so familiar." ”

Chang Qing was stunned for a moment and said, "Heavenly punishment? Reversing yin and yang?! This...... How is this possible! ”

Chongshan was also unclear, and quietly looked at the Qingshan disciple who was receiving heavenly punishment.

Chang Qing pondered for a moment and blurted out, "This Cao Chen! If you meet her in the future, stay away! The reverse spirit of this "Anti-Heaven Formula" is really ......" said, Chang Qing couldn't laugh or cry a little, "In this case, wouldn't this disciple be able to cultivate the 'Anti-Heaven Technique'?" ”

Chongshan didn't speak, just looked at the disciple quietly. Although his cultivation and insight are not as good as evergreen, he has one more advantage than evergreen, that is, calmness. Until the end, he never made up his mind.

Minutes and seconds passed......

Chang Qing shook his head suddenly, "It seems that something is different......"

……

In the cracked land of Xiaoliang Mountain, a unique auction is being held.

"Guys, a broken shoe." Cao Chen spoke to the crack, "There is a mark of a cloud on the shoe, and it is not ordinary at first glance." Don't miss this opportunity, make a quote. ”

Before Chen Ling came, he had already been told by Uncle Pian that no matter what it was, the Holy Sword Sect wanted it! She didn't think about it, she directly stretched out her hand, "The Holy Sword Sect has the same amount of food as last time. After saying this, Chen Ling suddenly realized that Cao Chen seemed to be talking about "a broken shoe". Broken shoes? It can't be that she wore it, right? Remembering the trash can last time...... Wait, the mark of the clouds? Chen Ling was stunned, these days, she has been making up for the few things that have been passed down in the cultivation realm about the history before the catastrophe, and the mark of this cloud has an impression. "Dare to ask Sister Cao, is that cloud a blue-bottomed Phnom Penh?"

"Well, yes."

Chen Ling chuckled in her heart.

"The Thousand Machine Sect has produced a hundred spars." The green-shirted woman of the Thousand Machine Sect laughed, "Of course, food is also indispensable for Sister Cao's. ”

"Two hundred first-grade crystals." The disciples of Hongyan Pavilion were not to be outdone. "There will be no shortage of food."

Hundreds of women looked at each other with some of their faces. They searched for the good of the broken shoes marked by the clouds. It's a pity that there aren't many historical materials about the pre-catastrophe in the cultivation realm, and there is obviously no record of this thing in the classic book room of their sect.

The disciples of the Thousand Machines Sect glanced at the disciples of the Hongyan Pavilion and Chen Ling, frowned slightly, and said, "Sister Zhou, Sister Chen, if the two of you can raise your noble hand, my Thousand Machines Sect is willing to give up the next lot and not compete with you." As he spoke, this disciple also bowed his hand slightly to Chen Ling and the Hongyan Pavilion disciple.

Chen Ling opened her mouth, but did not speak. The information she found clearly recorded that this cloud mark was the mark of the Yunhai Sect, the predecessor of the Thousand Machine Sect. There is no doubt that this broken shoe should be a relic belonging to the disciples of the Yunhai Sect. The clothes and shoes worn by the children of Xiuzhen will naturally not be ordinary. On top of these broken shoes, it is likely that there is the refining method of the Yunhai Sect. If it is obtained by the Thousand Machines Sect, it will definitely bring endless benefits to the Thousand Machines Sect, and the inheritance of the Yunhai Sect naturally cannot be ignored. It can even make the Thousand Machine Sect more worthy of its name and call itself the descendant of the Yunhai Sect. The relationship between the Holy Sword Sect and the Thousand Machines Sect is not bad, Chen Ling doesn't want to refuse, but she feels that letting the Thousand Machines Sect develop too well doesn't seem to be good for the Holy Sword Sect. For a while, I didn't know what to do.

The Hongyan Pavilion disciple snorted and smiled, and said, "What Sister Liao said, if you auction it, it will naturally be the one with the highest price." ”

The woman surnamed Liao gritted her teeth, her face was gloomy, but she raised her hand, "Zhou Yao, you are ruthless!" One hundred second-grade spars, one ring for food and water! ”

Such a big deal naturally shocked many people. Although these one hundred and twenty-six sects are not small sects, they are reluctant to make such a move for the sake of a broken shoe.

Hongyan Pavilion Zhou Yao also frowned, glanced at the Thousand Machine Sect disciple, hesitated, arched his hand, and said that he would give up.

Cao Chen's heart was excited, and his voice trembled a little, "The offer is the first time, is there anything higher?" Second...... Deal! ”

The disciple of the Thousand Machines Sect was also sensible, so he directly handed over the materials to Cao Chen first, Cao Chen glanced at it, and the number was correct, and then he threw the broken shoes out.

The disciple of the Thousand Machines Sect got the broken shoes and glanced at the cloud sign, and was excited.

The masters of the one hundred and twenty-six sects who had been paying attention to the auction in Xiaoliangshan and guarding the Weeping Blood Plains were also embarrassed.

The Sect Master of the Thousand Machines Sect glanced at Zhao Hongyan and said, "Thanks to the blessing of Hongyan Pavilion, we have spent a lot more spars." ”

Zhao Hongyan smiled, "It's really not strange, that Zhou Yao's child's temper is not strange." In addition, congratulations to the real person, congratulations to the Thousand Machine Sect. If you can get the refining inheritance of the Yunhai Sect, the Thousand Machine Sect will definitely go to the next level. ”

The Thousand Machines Sect Master smiled, but did not answer. Instead, he looked at the image coming from the Holy Sword Spirit in front of him. In the video, in Cao Chen's storage ring, a knife handle was taken out by her.

……

"Na! A knife handle, who wants. Cao Chen asked.

Although the cultivators in Xiaoliang Mountain couldn't see the handle of the sword, almost at the same time, all of them received the news from the elders of the sect with a spiritual voice. For a while, the crowd was in an uproar, and a group of people began to scramble to make bids.

Prices are rising, which is obviously a bit of a vicious competition.

The price that the disciple of the Tianshan Sect had just quoted was far exceeded in an instant. She was a little anxious, thinking of the relationship between Cao Chen and Chu Fan, and was about to speak, but suddenly heard not far from her, a disciple of the Seven Swords Sect said loudly, "Uncle Cao, I am Yan Die, a disciple of the Tianshan Sect, and my family teacher's name is Chu Fan. My Tianshan Sect bid for five hundred and three grade spars, plus Jinsha, steel-making stone, que resin, sea flower, and flame stone...... And so on the basic materials in abundance! There is also a letter from the teacher. ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned.

Uncle Cao?

The Tianshan disciple almost didn't squirt a mouthful of old blood, and was about to reprimand Yan Die vigorously, but he heard the disciple of the Hundred Refining Sect not far away say angrily, "Yan Die, don't talk nonsense!" You are obviously a disciple of the Seven Swords Sect, why are you pretending to be a disciple of my Tianshan Sect? I, Tianshan Sect, don't have a person like you! Sister Cao, Xu Guizi in the Lower Tianshan Mountain, brought a message from Uncle Chu Fan. Uncle Chu Fan was very happy to learn that Uncle Cao was still alive. Guizi came here and brought countless materials and a large number of spars. ”

On Xiaoliang Mountain, after a short period of aphasia, the scene suddenly became chaotic. For a while, countless voices were saying that they were disciples of the Tianshan Sect, and they also claimed that they had an extremely close relationship with Chu Fan......

Forest of the Dead.

Cao Chen blinked his eyes and looked at the chaotic crowd outside. The corners of his mouth twitched for a long time, and he couldn't cry or laugh.

She believed that these poor ghosts were already in a hurry, and they were all lying!

Even if Yan Shan later mentioned to Chu Fan that she had asked her about Chu Fan, Chu Fan would not have known that he was his old friend. He didn't know that he had changed, at most he would think that he had the same name and surname as Cao Chen.

Bringing a message? Even letters?

It's all liars!

Cao Chen couldn't help but snort, "Don't make any noise!" I don't care what any of you have to do with Chu Fan! The highest price wins! It's the rule! ”

When the tone is set, it will naturally be easy to do things. In the end, it was Xu Guizi of the Hundred Refining Sect who made the highest bid and got the hilt.

Everyone was expecting Cao Chen to take out the third magic weapon fragment, but suddenly heard Cao Chen say, "There is something urgent, continue another day!" ”

In the Forest of the Dead.

Cao Chen and Huang Shaoyan ran wildly in the dark forest.

"Can your kid's cultivation progress be a little slower!" Cao Chen complained, "It's like a piece of, it's too attractive for flies!" ”

Huang Shaoyan glared at Cao Chen viciously, very dissatisfied with his analogy. Glancing back at the evil spirit that had caught up, Huang Shaoyan said, "Don't blame me!" The group of poor ghosts outside were noisy, and it was easy to alarm the evil spirits. ”

"Sophistry! If you don't have a foundation, how can you attract evil spirits! ”

"Stop talking nonsense, let's run."

The two of them ran far away, and with the help of a dead tree, they escaped the evil spirit's perception.

Cao Chen squatted on the tree and complained, "When can we kill an evil spirit instead of running away like a dog every time?" ”

Huang Shaoyan said, "At least I have to wait until I get to Jindan." Standing on the branch, Huang Shaoyan glanced forward and said, "Do you want to continue the auction?" ”

"Forget it, go back and tidy up your things first, I'm going to refine a magic weapon."

"What magic weapon?"

"Of course it's a good thing, the best in the world." Cao Chen shook his head and said as he walked, but was suddenly grabbed by Huang Shaoyan's arm. Huang Shaoyan's strength was very strong, and Cao Chen, who grabbed it, was in pain, "Hey! Tap! You ......" She looked at Huang Shaoyan, and saw that Huang Shaoyan's face was solemn, and there was a trace of fear in her eyes.

Cao Chen chuckled in his heart, and looked along Huang Shaoyan's line of sight, but saw that not far ahead, an evil spirit was quietly looking over.

The evil spirit, with a sword in his hand. The body was wrapped in a white spiritual light, and he couldn't see the men and women clearly, and naturally he couldn't see the faces clearly.

The evil spirit with the magic weapon in his hand is definitely not an ordinary character.

Cao Chen remembered clearly that if he killed the evil spirits of one hundred and sixty-one people in Qingyun Valley, he would have a magic weapon.

Huang Shaoyan's lips trembled, and he suddenly said, "Run!" ”