The twilight sun slowly shrouded the town, making it seem to be dyed with a layer of gold dust, and if you look at it from a distance, it looks like a glowing town, hence the name of Dusk Town. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Dusk Town is located in the southern part of the Yanlu of the Nine Continents of Xiuwang - the barren land of Nanyan, compared to the prosperous land of Zhongyan, this small town is too small to attract the attention of any force.

In front of a dilapidated thatched hut in the middle of Dusk Town, a drunken old man in ragged clothes was making an impassioned speech.

"Legend has it that he was the only one at the beginning of the universe, and after the universe was shattered, he was the only one. ”

"His power is called 'Lord', his life memory is called 'Qing', the power of 'Lord' is scattered in all directions, all spirits grow, and 'Qing' is silent in the endless river of years, sleeping forever. ”

Speaking of this, a listless voice came from the mouth of a young man with clear eyebrows opposite the drunken old man: "I know... I also know that the power of the 'Lord' is scattered all over the earth, and only then can there be the existence of the Nine Continents of the Cultivation King, and only then can there be all living beings. ”

"You ancient, I already have calluses in my ears, old storyteller, can you have some fresh ......" Qingyang put his hands on his cheeks, rolled his eyes, and said lazily.

The legend of this green lord is widely spread among the folk of the Xiuwang Continent, and it is generally about the history of the origin of the continent, for these, Qingyang scoffs at everything, because he doesn't think that any person can have the power of creation, which is absurd at all.

"Hiccup......." The storyteller burped, his cloudy eyes full of drunkenness.

Hearing this, he turned his eyes and said, "Since you don't like to hear this, this sword immortal will change it and tell you the story of the way of cultivating the king." ”

"But..."

"Sword Immortal, you are big, I know the rules, a glass of wine for a story, oh, the most famous sunset wine in Dusk Town, it is expensive to death, and the little change is used to honor you!"

The storyteller has always boasted that he was a generation of sword immortals when he was young, debauched, thousands of miles away to take people's heads, and a sword swept away the world's evil demons. It's just that he grew up listening to the story of this storyteller since he was a child, and over time, Qingyang called this storyteller a crazy old man, because in Qingyang's opinion, he is indeed crazy.

However, regardless of whether he is crazy or not, Qingyang feels that this old man has an indescribable sense of mystery all over his body, and he also likes the sense of freedom and poetry with the storyteller.

As soon as the wine was put on the table, a strong aroma of wine overflowed, and when he smelled this, the storyteller immediately smiled, and said: "It's easy to say! This is the story of a king cultivator, and it was said that a hundred years ago......

Time passed slowly in the story of the storyteller, and the sky grew dark. Hearing the end, Qingyang looked up at the sky, immediately slapped his knees, and shouted: "Oops, it's too bad, today is the eldest sister coming back from Fengyun City to talk about business, if I go home too late, I'm afraid I will be scolded again..."

"Crazy old man, that's all for today, you can drink and have fun by yourself, I have to rush home!" After speaking, Qingyang was like oil under his feet, and he slipped away.

Seeing this, the storyteller chuckled lightly, didn't say anything, just grabbed the jar of wine on the table, and poured it down his throat in a big gulp.

"Life is free and uninhibited, and the wild song is drunk and forgets the past. The sunset is good for wine, and the east water of the emperor no longer flows. ”

Looking at Qingyang's departing back, the storyteller raised his head slightly and muttered, there was a little nostalgia and complexity flashing in his cloudy eyes, followed by a melancholy that suddenly spread from his body.

.......

On the Xiuwang Continent, strength is respected, the rule of the strong, if one side is the hegemon, it must be strong enough, and in such a small town as Dusk Town, there are still three forces that occupy this small place, they are Qingye Hall, the Yun family, and the Li family.

And Qingyang is the one of the three major forces, Qingyetang... Young hall master.

On the way home, Qingyang's heart was still obsessed with the story of the storyteller who had just told the story, and the king cultivator flew away from the sky, moving mountains and reclamation.

King Cultivator, a group of powerful beings in the King Cultivation Continent, they take the power of the king qi that is full of heaven and earth as the root, drain qi to refine the body, cultivate the royal road, and cultivate the king Xiaocheng can prolong his life and be infinitely powerful;

It is precisely such a group of existences that allows human beings to thrive well in this Xiuwang Continent, where demon beasts are rampant and the environment is harsh.

Due to the popularization of Wang Qi's cultivation, Wang Dao began to evolve countless cultivation methods along the way, with inches long and short, and these evolved methods have strong and weak points.

Depending on its level, it can make the practitioner breathe out more royal qi, and the higher the level of the exercise, the more majestic the royal qi in the practitioner's body, and the more powerful it is when performing the royal technique. In addition, some high-level exercises generally have a supporting royal martial arts, and with the exercises, the power is even more infinite.

The royal martial arts, people simply call the king skills. As the name suggests, the martial arts that can allow the king cultivator to exert the power of the royal road, these martial arts are varied, varied, and their division is even more complicated, and non-king cultivators cannot understand it.

On the King Cultivation Continent, basically everyone can cultivate King Qi, but... There are exceptions, such as some people who are congenitally blocked in their meridians and are unable to cultivate the royal qi, these people are ridiculed as "waste veins" by people, and it is difficult for them to make a difference in a world where the strong are respected.

And the young hall master of Qingye Hall, Qingyang, is such a one..."waste vein".

As soon as he thought that he was a waste vein, Qingyang sighed in his heart, his eyes were as bright as stars, and his slightly immature and delicate face clearly had some melancholy that did not match his age at the moment.

Over the years, although he is the prestigious young hall master of Qingye Hall, he is extremely beautiful and respected on the surface, but almost everyone behind his back is laughing at him, because he can't cultivate the king, even if his status is high, he is destined to not be able to compete with the world.

"King Xiu... It is destined to be a luxury that can never be reached. Qingyang shook his head bitterly and sighed softly again.

And just when Qingyang's mood was low, a slightly harsh voice suddenly came from the front.

"Yo, isn't this the famous Young Hall Master of the Blue Night Hall in Dusk Town?"

Hearing this, Qingyang's brows furrowed slightly, how could he not know the person in front of him, one of the three major forces in Dusk Town, Li Gang, the youngest son of the Li family, was sixteen years old like Qingyang, but it was said that his royal cultivation was already a triple body refinement.

The cultivation of the triple body refining can already easily cope with ten ordinary adults.

Although Li Gang has an unruly face, he is dressed in a luxurious robe, and he looks like he has a different childish temperament, but the fatigue and floating color between his eyebrows are showing that this body may have been hollowed out by wine.

Today he came out to walk around with nothing to do, but he didn't expect to encounter this joke in the street, in the dark the Li family and Qingyetang are-for-tat for a long time, this time there is a chance to meet, naturally he wants to come out and laugh a few times.

"Give way, Ben Shao has to go home. Qingyang has long been accustomed to this kind of shameful laughter, although it is inevitable that he will be a little uncomfortable, but he will no longer be angry because of this, and directly ignore him, and said calmly.

Li Gang saw Qingyang's face ignored, his heart was slightly angry, his eyes rolled, and he said with a smile: "Tsk, Qingyang, you are in such a hurry to go home, do you want to prepare for tomorrow's marriage day..."

"What do you have to do with it. Qingyang's face was expressionless, but when he heard the word "marriage", his eyebrows couldn't help but raise slightly.

"Hahaha, it's really ridiculous, where are you worthy of the eldest lady of the Yun family, Yun Haixue!" Hearing this, Li Gang was furious, and when he thought of the fairy appearance of the eldest lady of the Yun family, he couldn't help but be more angry in his heart, and sneered.

"Xue Xue is fifteen years old this year, the royal talent is amazing, two years ago, she had already worshiped under the Ziyan Sect of the Cultivation King Sect, and her strength far surpassed that of her peers. I only have the opportunity to return to my hometown recently, and you, how can a mere ordinary man have a relationship with her, it's like a toad who wants to eat swan meat!"

"That's it, why! How could Miss Xue marry a waste, if she wants to marry, she will also marry our Li family's Young Master Gang!" Li Gang finished speaking, and the two attendants beside him also echoed and laughed, and there was contempt in their words.

"You!" If Li Gang didn't mention the three words Yun Haixue, it was okay, mentioning her, Qingyang couldn't help but be angry, originally even if his young hall master was a waste vein and couldn't cultivate the king for the rest of his life, it wouldn't make people laugh so shamefully, but the appointment with the eldest lady of the Yun family made the men, women and children who were in a daze start to laugh shamefully, shouting that a flower was inserted in cow dung.

In the Continent of King Cultivation, the strong are respected, and the status of mortals who can't cultivate the king is too low.

"It's up to me!Qingye Hall Master, Qingye!" And at this moment, a cold shouting voice suddenly came from not far away, although the voice was not loud, but it still couldn't hide the thick anger in it.