Although it is located in the most marginal area of the continent in the flood era, the Yuanwu Continent also has its prosperous era, and the cultivators of the entire Yuanwu Continent are all over every corner, and there are thousands of kinds of cultivation methods.

It's just that with the establishment of various sects, there are fewer and fewer people who are scattered cultivators, and there are fewer and fewer remote exercises, and now the Yuanwu Continent has begun to decline, and the cultivators who are aware of it are silently preparing different defensive methods in order to deal with the upcoming catastrophe, but none of the cultivators have come forward to tell the ordinary people living on the Yuanwu Continent that there will be a catastrophe to attack and kill the Yuanwu Continent.

In fact, even if it is said, it has no meaning other than causing panic in the Yuanwu Continent and causing civil strife, and no one can get out of the Yuanwu Continent and go to other continents.

Jiang Yulong sat on the stone steps at the door, watching the first rays of sunlight falling into the mountain gate in the early morning, and the martial arts training ground not far away, hundreds of Maoshan Dao disciples stood in the middle of the martial arts training ground, silently cultivating the most basic exercises.

These fellow disciples are slightly inferior to him, he has now begun to touch the threshold of the second layer of Qi training, he believes that before the arrival of the Youth Elite Conference, he will definitely be able to cultivate to the fifth layer of practice, and the fifth layer of Qi training can become the core disciple of Maoshan Dao, he is the grandson of the law enforcement elder Jiang Xingtian, it stands to reason that Jiang Yulong became the core disciple of the inner gate is just a sentence of Jiang Xingtian.

However, when Jiang Xingtian wanted to take him and Jiang Pingchuan into the inner gate to enjoy richer cultivation resources, both brothers rejected their grandfather's kindness, but Jiang Pingchuan's refusal Jiang Xingtian was not much surprised, after all, Jiang Pingchuan was not on the way to cultivation.

However, Jiang Yulong also rejected his kindness, which made Jiang Xingtian a little puzzled, everyone in the sect knew that Jiang Yulong was a cultivator, but his grandson, a cultivator, refused the temptation of rich cultivation resources, and resolutely decided to rely on his own efforts to pass the competition to be selected as an inner disciple of Maoshan Dao.

"Brother, what do you want" Jiang Pingchuan stretched his waist and walked out of the room and sat next to Jiang Yulong, Jiang Yulong looked at his dumbfounded younger brother, rubbed Jiang Pingchuan's unkempt little brain, got up and went into the house, took out a basin of water, put it in front of Jiang Pingchuan, picked up a towel and wiped Jiang Pingchuan's tired little face after soaking it.

Jiang Pingchuan pouted and reluctantly accepted his brother's service, Jiang Yulong put down the towel tray and sat behind Jiang Pingchuan to arrange the little guy's hair bun for Jiang Pingchuan, Jiang Pingchuan picked up the dogtail grass on the ground and hummed and sang unknown Sanskrit in his mouth.

Jiang Yulong was suddenly stunned when he heard the Sanskrit words in his younger brother's mouth, and then smiled again, combed Jiang Pingchuan's hair bun, and slapped Jiang Pingchuan on the back of the head.

"Pingchuan, you have to hurry up and practice, otherwise your little flower will ignore you" Jiang Yulong sat next to Jiang Pingchuan and said with a smile, he heard his younger brother singing the mantra of Maoshan Dao to wash the marrow and gather the spirit.

It's just that the little guy didn't know that what he was casually singing was the scriptures that Jiang Xingtian had been urging him to memorize, thinking that this kind of teaching method must have been thought up by his ancestral master, looking at Jiang Pingchuan rolling his eyes at himself, Jiang Yulong shrugged his shoulders and expressed helplessness.

"Brother, why are you as sullen as Master Zu, I, Jiang Pingchuan, am a person with great ambitions, how can I be shackled by a village girl Xiaohua" Jiang Pingchuan pouted and didn't care about it, but he muttered in his heart that there was no little flower around, so he was relieved.

"Master Zu, you dare to talk about it, is your butt itching again, and it is that Xiaohua came to you yesterday and asked you to meet on the small lawn under the mountain today" Jiang Yulong raised his eyebrows at Jiang Pingchuan with a smile.

Jiang Pingchuan glared at Jiang Yulong with a red face, stood up and patted his buttocks, and walked towards the bottom of the mountain, Jiang Yulong looked at Jiang Pingchuan's departing back and sighed with worry in his eyes, and suddenly remembered what he just wanted to stop Jiang Pingchuan, but where could he still see the figure of the little guy.

He forgot to tell his younger brother that yesterday Xiaohua said that her father knew about her being incensed by her brother, but it is conceivable that it is not Xiaohua who asked Jiang Pingchuan today, but Xiaohua's father.

Jiang Pingchuan hummed a little tune all the way down the mountain gate, and when he saw Jiang Pingchuan's fellow disciples, he couldn't help but slap the little guy's buttocks, Jiang Pingchuan was in a good mood, and when he walked out of the mountain gate, his eyes were full of tears, and he was very depressed when he covered his buttocks.

Ran to the rocks next to the mountain road, lay on it, pulled out the dogtail grass in his mouth, dangled it in his hand, touched his little belly, smacked his lips, and when he came out, he just took a piece of cake on the table and held it in his arms, and now his little stomach was hungry and purred Jiang Pingchuan threw away the dogtail grass in his hand, groped out a piece of oil cake in his arms, put it on the tip of his nose, sniffed it, and his little face was full of enjoyment.

Jiang Pingchuan, who had just taken a bite, suddenly changed his little face and his eyes were full of vigilance, and he slowly turned his head to look at the jungle behind him, and he felt that something was watching him behind the grass.

Jiang Pingchuan looked at the calm grass and lost his breath, and was just about to turn his head, the originally calm grass suddenly dispersed, Jiang Pingchuan snorted coldly, put the oil cake on the rock, jumped off the rock, and quickly followed the fast-moving thing in the jungle, rushed over, picked up a wooden stick on the ground, gritted his teeth, and ran into the depths of the jungle with the unknown thing.

Maoshan is full of lush towering trees, everyspring all year round, the scenery is pleasant but also accompanied by danger, although this jungle is in the sphere of influence of Maoshan Dao, there is no tricky danger between the jungles, but the danger level is for the disciples who have reached the realm of Qi cultivation in Maoshan Dao, Jiang Pingchuan's intrusion is undoubtedly to let himself enter the Longtan Tiger's Den.

Jiang Pingchuan followed the thing that kept running all the way in, seeing that the surrounding environment gradually became dark, Jiang Pingchuan also began to slow down his pace with the changes in the environment, holding the wooden stick in his hands tightly, bowing his body slightly, and his big eyes flickering, looking at the surrounding environment.

The things that had been running away just now were also lost by themselves, Jiang Pingchuan looked at the jungle that did not see the light of day, his body trembled a little, and began to slowly return the same way he came, Jiang Pingchuan turned around and just wanted to leave here, only to find that there was a pair of dark red eyes staring at him when he reached out.

Jiang Pingchuan was so frightened that a ghost howled and fled frantically in one direction, and a low tiger roar came from behind him, Jiang Pingchuan jumped his head and didn't turn his head back, twisting his little buttocks, and cursing in his mouth.

Jiang Pingchuan stood on the edge of the jungle leaning against the tree and kept panting, his little face was flushed, the little guy kept taking deep breaths to calm his fast-beating heart, and his back was already soaked with sweat.

Jiang Pingchuan looked back at the jungle behind him with palpitations, and when he found that there was nothing abnormal, he put it down, rubbed his shriveled stomach in his heart, and when he looked up and walked towards the rock, he screamed again, and quickly ran towards the rock, only to find that his oil cake was stolen by a wild cat that didn't know where it came from.

Jiang Pingchuan angrily grabbed the wild cat's back and lifted it into the air, looking at the skinny skinny wild cat with angry eyes.

Jiang Pingchuan just wanted to teach the wild cat in his hand a hard lesson, but saw the wild cat lazily raised his head and glanced at himself, looking at the wild cat's dark red eyes, Jiang Pingchuan threw the wild cat far away, and lay on the rock with palpitations and looked at the wild cat lying motionless on the ground.

Jiang Pingchuan thought about it, jumped off the rock, and cautiously walked to the wild cat lying on the ground without moving, seeing that the wild cat was really not moving, Jiang Pingchuan suddenly regretted it in his heart, squatting beside the wild cat, Jiang Pingchuan clasped his hands together, and blamed himself for being too stingy to let the wild cat in front of him die here.

The little guy sniffled and gently picked up the body of the wild cat and walked towards the village down the hill, he wanted to find a place to put the wild cat in his arms into the ground.

Jiang Pingchuan now did not have the pleasant mood when he went down the mountain, not to mention the hunger, and killed a poor wild cat, Jiang Pingchuan followed the mountain road all the way to the plain at the foot of the mountain, and walked towards a willow tree by the river.

Jiang Pingchuan put the body of the wild cat on the ground, turned around, picked up the branches on the ground, and began to dig a pit under the willow tree, not noticing that the wild cat behind him squinted his eyes, and the beast's mouth bent in an arc, looking at Jiang Pingchuan who was pouting his ass and kept digging the pit like an idiot, from time to time he stretched out his tongue and licked his cat paws, and suddenly a glimmer of light flashed in the eyes of the wild cat, and he hurriedly closed his eyes and lay on the ground and continued to pretend to be dead.

"Yo, isn't this Jiang Yulong's younger brother Jiang Pingchuan, what, what kind of treasure are you digging here, take it to Brother Feng to see"

Behind Jiang Pingchuan, there were two fourteen or fifteen-year-old young men standing sneering at Jiang Pingchuan, who was still digging pits, the young man in a green shirt with triangular eyes and a hooked nose was Ma Huifeng, the nephew of the Sect Master of the Imperial Sword Sect, and the young man standing next to Ma Huifeng was his younger brother, Lu Jie, a disciple of the Imperial Sword Sect.

These two people wander around this nearby area all day without learning or skill, and the reason why they recognize Jiang Pingchuan at a glance is because not long ago, Ma Huifeng took Lu Jie to tease a few girls in a nearby village when they were met by Jiang Yulong and Jiang Pingchuan, Jiang Yulong went up directly without saying a word and taught Ma Huifeng and Lu Jie a lesson.

Although the two of them are tall and big, how they have practiced for many years and have not broken through the shackles of their physique to reach the Qi Cultivation Realm, facing Jiang Yulong, who has already entered the Qi Cultivation Realm, Ma Huifeng and Lu Jie are two guys whose strength is the size of a baby.

"I said Jiang Pingchuan, how did you become a turtle grandson, why, you kid is really good at judging the situation, without Jiang Yulong, you will become a good baby, when Jiang Yulong is there, you are happier than anyone else"

Ma Huifeng descended to Jiang Pingchuan and didn't pay attention to his own meaning and couldn't help but be a little annoyed, this three-year-old little hairy child in front of them didn't make them suffer, it was rare to see Jiang Pingchuan alone here today, but they had observed for a long time and didn't find Jiang Yulong's figure before they boldly came over and prepared to teach Jiang Pingchuan a lesson.

"Ma Huifeng, aren't you afraid that my brother will beat you all over the ground if he finds out" Jiang Pingchuan put down the branch in his hand and stood up and looked at Ma Huifeng and Lu Jie, who were taller than the two of them in front of him, the little guy straightened his waist, his face was light, and his momentum was not weaker than Ma Huifeng.

Ma Huifeng hesitated, stretched out his finger and pointed at Jiang Pingchuan, who had an unruly face, was stunned for a long time and didn't speak, snorted coldly and turned around and left, Lu Jie next to him saw his boss leaving, his expression was stunned, and he quickly chased after Ma Huifeng and grabbed Ma Huifeng, Ma Huifeng was stunned and looked at Lu Jie who was holding him in confusion.

"Boss, you forgot, you are also a master of Qi cultivation now, you don't have to be afraid of that Jiang Yulong at all" Lu Jie looked at Ma Huifeng and said quickly, after speaking, Ma Huifeng was stunned and slapped Lu Jie's head hard.

"I just said don't be afraid of Jiang Yulong, what are you going, like a turtle grandson, no future" Ma Huifeng slapped Lu Jie, ignored Lu Jie's reaction, and walked towards Jiang Pingchuan under the willow tree with a smile.

He was scared by Jiang Yulong just now, hearing Jiang Yulong's name was like taking a detour and walking away, forgetting that he was already a monk in the Qi Cultivation Realm, Lu Jie walked behind Ma Huifeng with a face full of resentment, obviously Ma Huifeng was so frightened when he heard Jiang Yulong's name that he didn't even dare to fart, and he kindly reminded him that he was beaten instead, Lu Jie felt a little unhappy.

"Hey, Jiang Pingchuan, don't use Jiang Yulong's name to scare people, to tell you the truth, my Ma Huifeng is also a master of Qi Cultivation."

Ma Huifeng stood in front of Jiang Pingchuan and looked at Jiang Pingchuan with provocative eyes, Jiang Pingchuan frowned slightly when he heard Ma Huifeng say that he was also a master of Qi Realm, he didn't expect that even a guy like Ma Huifeng was a monk of Qi Realm.

"It's not even a fart in the Qi Cultivation Realm, yellow-haired child, I don't know how thick the sky is" Just when Jiang Pingchuan was about to speak, a very old voice suddenly came from under the willow tree.

The voice was thick with undoubted majesty, and the few people present were all stunned when they heard it, the difference was that Jiang Pingchuan always felt that this voice was very familiar, while Ma Huifeng and Lu Jie were staring at Jiang Pingchuan very angrily.

Everyone knows that Jiang Pingchuan in front of him is a big ghost and can do anything, but Jiang Pingchuan shrugged and said that he didn't know where the voice came from.