More than ten days have passed since the Kaiyang Festival, and in previous years, the hard-working people would not start to cut back on food and clothing until March. And the wealthy and noble people often have a "blessing feast" every day at this time, in order to continue the good prayer of seeking wealth during the Kaiyang Festival.

However, Dongshengzhou is different from previous years, all mortals are sincere and fearful after the Kaiyang Festival, and the family and sect are like the festival has arrived, and there is a lot of noise and boiling everywhere.

Everything came from the sky, that large area, enveloping the colorful clouds of the Tiancang Mountain Range.

That large cloud was originally just a narrow ribbon, like a rainbow hanging in the sky after the rain, after the sudden appearance the day after the Kaiyang Festival, all the mortals in Dongsheng Prefecture were very excited, because they had not seen such a scene for countless years, and now it appeared after the Kaiyang Festival, which seemed to indicate that people's sincere prayers to the gods of heaven and earth had been responded to by the gods with joy.

It's just that no mortal knows that the moment the colorful clouds appeared, all the monks in Dongsheng Prefecture were shocked and dumbfounded.

There is a strange peak in the back mountain of Tiancang Sect, there is a stone attic at the top of the peak, the name is "picking the star", push open the bright window of the attic, the white clouds are rolling in front of you, it seems to be within reach. This attic is the place where Lin Aotian, the sect leader of the Tiancang Sect, cultivates, and on the second day after the Kaiyang Festival, when the colorful clouds appear, Lin Aotian's sea of consciousness shook, and the Yuan Shen almost came out of his shell.

Lin Aotian didn't expect that the "Ziyang True Person" who had ascended to immortal feathering was just a remnant of divine thoughts, and it would have such a powerful power.

Extreme frenzy rose in his eyes for a moment, and a melancholy aura filled his chest, and the peaks inserted into the sky became as short as a mound of earth piled up by children at this moment.

"I can't get the avenue at this time, the sun is soaring, and I can't get the colorful clouds in the palm of my hand. ”

If you don't express your heart, your heart will be difficult to peace.

Lin Aotian slapped his palms heavily against the wall, the gravel was splashing, and in the dust and smoke, his figure had already rushed out of the open window, the aura of heaven and earth was under his feet, and his body was stuck in the air.

The strong qi in the sky blew his pure white shirt violently, Lin Aotian reached out and pulled out the white jade hairpin on the top of his head, and then put his hands behind his back. Without spiritual power to protect his body, his long black hair flew in the wind, Lin Aotian looked at the cloud scroll under his feet, the golden primordial infant in the dantian was running with all his might, and a majestic spiritual power rushed to his throat.

A long howl.

Like gold and iron, like cold like ice.

The long howl suppressed the strong wind, shattered the floating clouds in the sky, and with his obsession that the void would eventually be shattered, it resounded violently in the heavens and the earth.

The entire Tiancang Sect, like a three-inch dwarf boy who met a giant spirit, had just experienced the shock of the colorful clouds, and heard that the sect master, who had been famous for his coldness in Zhongzhou Star for thousands of years, actually let out a wild and unscrupulous roar, all the monks in the sect, some were silent, and some were shocked, but everyone had a premonition in their hearts that Tiancang Sect was about to have a big event.

Sure enough, after the sect master's long howl through heaven and earth lasted for a long hour, all the monks of the sect did not have time to breathe a sigh of relief, and a thick and desolate bell sounded in the entire sect.

It was the "Awakening Bell" of the Zongmen Discipline Hall

The bell rang thirty-six times.

Although everyone guessed that something big would happen, they would never have thought that after ringing the "alarm bell" thirty-six times, all the monks of the Tiancang Sect lost all their thoughts, all of them had serious expressions, their eyes were shocked, and they hurriedly rushed from all over the sect towards the direction of the main hall.

What happened next to the Heavenly Cang Sect, it was impossible for the mortals of Dongsheng Prefecture to know. It's just that on the third day after the Kaiyang Festival, Qinglin Town, Linhai Town, and Linjiabao, where the family is located, on the ground belonging to the family, there are many more martial marquis with swords and eyebrows than usual, which makes mortals feel a depressing and mysterious atmosphere.

This made some timid and fearful mortals suddenly feel a little cautious, but at this time they were not alive and fearful, but when they looked up at the sky, they saw that the colorful clouds that suddenly appeared yesterday not only did not disappear, but spread into a small piece of strange colored clouds that pressed the top. All mortals realized that this colorful cloud was not because of their own good prayers and prayers, and the joy and auspiciousness of the gods descending from the heavens.

When countless mortals, either intentionally or unintentionally, look at the top of the colorful cloud with all kinds of thoughts, everyone will feel that in that colorful cloud, there seems to be a pair of huge eyes, sending out an indifferent, ruthless gaze, sweeping the body and mind in an instant. That gaze made people panic, and cold sweat really flowed.

On this day, countless people chose to stay at home, closed their doors, hoping that the overwhelming clouds in the sky would dissipate as soon as possible, and countless shops and shops would become sparse and deserted.

After another day, all the mortals in Dongsheng Prefecture seemed to be suffering from an eye disease that did not dare to see the light, and no one would look up at the blue sky where the sun was still shining.

On this day, three towns and forts with families were erected at the intersection of the road leading to the outside. In the underground black market everywhere, in the wild square market, there is also a news that is the same as on the wooden plaque.

The three major families of Dongsheng Prefecture, for the first time in thousands of years, hired the field cultivators who cultivated under the foundation building period, and became the servants of the outer gate.

Wild cultivators! Or the monks in the large and small sects that have declined, or the bad disciples who have been opened by the major families, major sects, and many are rebellious people who are unwilling to be controlled.

Zhongzhou Star has existed for tens of thousands of years, and the recorded history is thousands of years, and no one knows how many wild cultivators have existed. Just to say that Dongsheng Prefecture, all the places suitable for monks and mortals to live in large numbers rely on the Tiancang Mountain Range, and beyond the Tiancang Mountain Range, there is a vast and endless cloud and mist forest sea, the forest sea is dangerous, the ditches are vertical and horizontal, the yin and evil are everywhere, and all kinds of poisons, birds and beasts are rampant.

The sect and the family have no intention of spending money to explore the vast endless forest sea, so in Dongsheng Prefecture, I don't know how many wild cultivators there are, or low-key hidden in mortal towns, or hidden in the cloud and misty forest sea.

Cultivation can never bypass the exercises, spirit stones, and elixirs。。。。。。

And these things are accumulated in large quantities in the hands of sects and families.

The sect and the family need all kinds of spiritual grasses, spiritual trees, strange gold, and tricks in the clouds, mist forests, and seas, and even all kinds of wild things that fly in the sky, walk on the ground, and swim in the water every day.

It is such a demand that there are many hidden markets and shady black markets in Dongsheng Prefecture that seem to exist in the gap between the sect and the family. In fact, these fang markets and black markets are controlled by the sect and the family, and they have the strength and means to mercilessly plunder every wild cultivator who comes in and wants to try their luck.

Wild cultivators, who are rarely hidden in mortal towns and forts, are working hard to cultivate day by day, and wild cultivators who are hidden in the forest sea are constantly running through the mountains and forests for a little hope.

Countless wild cultivators, all they hope is to enter the family and the sect, get the spirit stone, get the exercises, and get the orderly inheritance, for this reason, they do not hesitate to risk their lives, or accept the employment of the family or the sect incognito, and do some selfish and despicable things.

Now, there is a chance to become a servant of the family, although he still takes the spirit stone to work for the family, but if he does it well, he can be lucky to become the worship of the outer hall, which means that he is accepted by the family, and he can get a fixed spirit stone every month, get the inheritance of the exercises, and can enjoy the plundering from the plundered person with his back to the family.

A few more days passed in Qinglin Town's spread of colorful clouds day by day, and the strange colored clouds finally stopped spreading, and the mortals in Xiahe District finally lived with fear, everyone walked on the street cautiously, just wanted to return home as soon as possible, completely ignoring some strange and unfamiliar faces that would appear on the street from time to time.

Finally, after a few more days, the Xiahe District was completely immersed in a very oppressive silence, there were few pedestrians on Heqian Street, and most of the shops were locked and closed.

The colorful clouds in the sky hang in the sky day and night, the scale has completely enveloped the northern end of the Tiancang Mountain Range, the seven-colored clouds are not stationary, but the diffuse transpiration of the moment, the seven-colored light reflects each other.

The divine thoughts of the "Ziyang Zhenren" are incomparably strong, and the monks of Dongsheng Prefecture, the stronger the divine thoughts, the more severe the impact will be. As long as your realm cultivation is not shattered and void, you can only be coerced by the divine thoughts sent out by this monk who has turned into an immortal, and you will have to swallow it in your stomach if you have bitterness.

Lin Aotian deserves to be the first monk in the realm of Dongsheng Prefecture and cultivated, so the divine thought of "Ziyang Zhenren", the impact of that day almost forced his Yuan Shen out of the divine room, and the vast majority of monks in Dongsheng Prefecture just felt the shock of the sea of knowledge, and there was a coercion that destroyed the world and impacted the body and mind, which made people extremely awe-inspired, and there was no disobedience in their hearts.

The most dull monk also knows that the colorful clouds in the sky are not celestial wonders in the mortal world, but a monk with great magical powers, and the remnants of divine thoughts left in this world.

As for the indifference and contempt that mortals feel, it is nothing more than the proud nature of the "Ziyang Zhenren" as a monk who has ascended to immortality.

"I am the power of heaven, and I will not allow ordinary and unreasonable peeping!"

With the spread of the colorful clouds, as long as they do not release their spiritual or divine consciousness with evil thoughts, the monks can no longer feel the existence of coercion, and as for whether there are any monks who have slander in their hearts, others do not know. However, after the Tiancang Sect spread the news that the "Hidden Relics" small world was about to open to the entire Dongsheng Prefecture, the monks who had resentment were also overjoyed, and they couldn't wait to see the colorful divine consciousness of the "Ziyang Zhenren" Relics Cultivation Realm as soon as possible.

The monks who are qualified to enter the small world of seclusion all seize the time to make the final preparations, and in their spare time, they are all full of longing, and the wild cultivators who were recruited by the family are even more prodigal when no one is under control, and the words are passionate about the bright future that is coming.

There are only two days left before the opening of the secluded small world, and tomorrow there will be many monks from the Ouyang family entering the Yingxian Valley at the northern end of the Tiancang Mountain Range, and the night is already deep, and many mansions in Shanghe District are still brightly lit.

Ye Bufan was also not sleepy, quietly looking at the dark sky outside through the window, but his heart was not as calm as it seemed on the surface.

He lived in the former Liufu, the west wing of the courtyard in the second entrance. A few days ago, on a whim, he wanted to go back to Shishanbao Village to have a look, but he saw the wooden sign erected on the side of the avenue.

It's very simple, so simple that people can't believe it, he became a servant in the outer hall of the Ouyang family.

He is now sighing at the miracle of fate, and at the same time suppressing the depression in his heart that cannot be vented.

Until now, not only has he not seen the head of the Ouyang family, Ouyang Jing, but he will embark on a completely unknown journey tomorrow.