If there is no more, there is no need for more.

Chu Jiugu has always wondered, grandfather, father, and himself, the cultivation of these three generations is not high, maybe in some remote places, they can start a sect, but in such a populated place as Kyoto, it has endured for a long time, and it is really unimaginable, because even some big sects do not have such a long history.

Chu Jiugu's cultivation is the second order of the Heavenly Realm, which is already relatively high among the heads of the past, and the highest cultivation is Chu Jiugu's grandfather, the peak of the Heavenly Realm, and the legend is that he was instructed by the woman in the building. But this is still not enough, the Heavenly Realm can only be regarded as stepping into the level of ordinary masters, and the real masters are far from being able to speak, any elder of a big sect, or a true disciple, can extinguish nine lamps with a wave of his hand.

But according to what Chu Jiugu heard, what is even more amazing is that there was once a head of the Nine Lamps who did not have any cultivation!

In this world of the jungle, the result of not having the strength Chu Jiugu could not be clearer, if it weren't for the historical records, he would have thought that the nine lamps had actually been extinguished once at that time.

However, these doubts disappeared after Chu Jiugu heard that his father "will not be extinguished for three thousand years".

Because whether a force is strong or not has almost nothing to do with most people, but to look at the strongest person in the force.

The woman in the snow tower is obviously such a peerless powerhouse, so strong that even if she is not there, the nine lamps can stand for three thousand years. And Chu Jiugu also understood his father's words, his children and grandchildren have enjoyed three thousand years of grace for generations, and they have shed their blood for it, and they really have no complaints.

Chu Jiugu kept his father's words in mind, and then in a flash, it was this year.

In such a long time, Chu Jiugu would occasionally think about it, but because of the passage of three thousand years, he didn't have too many thoughts, after all, only the first head and his grandfather had seen the woman on the statue, and the next signal was passed on by word of mouth - born Qingyan, which the nine lights pointed to.

Chu Jiugu didn't think that he would have such good luck, so this early morning, he was very leisurely lying on the Taishi chair drinking tea, while listening to the report of his subordinates, and then-

Suddenly, the sky lit up.

A huge green flame appeared in the vault.

Then, a voice spread throughout the capital.

"Nine lamps never do anything to bully women and children, the current head, come and see me!"

"Whew-"

The wind blew through the buildings.

Chu Jiugu had never found that the world could be so quiet, so quiet that the purple jade teapot fell to the ground and fell into pieces, and he didn't notice it.

Chu Jiu stared at the blue flames in the sky blankly, then Huo Ran got up and looked at the flames of the other eight tall buildings, only to see that the eight blue lights were blazing, all pointing high in the sky.

A woman in a snow shirt was like a fairy, floating down from above the nine heavens, with her jade feet lightly, standing on the top of the snow tower.

Looking at it from afar, with just one glance, the statue with a vague face in Chu Jiugu's impression had overlapped with the woman at the top of the mountain.

Chu Jiugu was silent for a long time, and the brilliance in his eyes was uncertain.

Then he turned around solemnly, walked back to the house with an extremely solemn expression, changed into the gold-patterned python robe that he only wears every year for sacrifices, wore the crown of climbing clouds to the sky, and walked downstairs accompanied by a group of men, facing the snow building, and then-

Lying on the spot, he bent down in a ball and rolled towards the snow building.

For a time, none of the nine lights stood except for the snowshirt woman.

......

South City Street, Crossroads.

No one knew what was happening to the nine lights, and the people of Yong'an City were still looking at the sky, with an inexplicable excitement, pointing at the green flames above the green underworld.

The people of the Hippo Gang, in the moment after reacting, screamed strangely, like a group of rats killed by cats in the hole, quickly fled in all directions, ran several streets, tore their clothes and rubbed their hair in a deserted alley, and then picked up the wooden sticks on the side of the road, and returned to their original profession with great skill.

"Okay, okay, I haven't eaten in three days......"

As for the sisters and brothers who escaped death, they were shocked, and after being stunned for three or two breaths, they turned around and ran without hesitation, and the young man and the woman who saved them, like the cart of vegetables, were squeezed into the corner of oblivion by the weight of life.

Finally, the green flames in the sky slowly dispersed, and the people slowly left with reluctance, and the streets that were blocked by water restored their original order.

Chiya was still standing in place.

Holding the wooden pole on which he hung the tablecloth.

There were two times before that he almost made a move, even if he didn't give his bamboo pole and tablecloth for the girl, he wouldn't let this happen, but for the first time, he was robbed by the blue-shirted young man, and the young man had heard the conversation with a man before, he was quite interested in this young man, and wanted to see how the latter would deal with it, but unfortunately Zhu Baqian had obviously stayed in the pit for too long, it was already smelly and hard, and he had to do it before he finished listening.

When it was, Qian Yi's hand was almost touching the handle of the knife, and the momentum of his whole body had changed, as long as one percent of his breath later, his hand fell on the handle of the knife, and it was a situation where Zhu Baqian's hands and feet were broken.

But before this hundredth breath came, Qian also felt another breath rushing in, like a light in the night, not blazing, but the wind could not be extinguished, and the insects could not be extinguished.

So Chiya stopped, and then the snowshirt woman appeared.

Qian Yi was sure that the woman in the snowshirt also felt her breath at that moment, otherwise she would not have looked at herself before leaving.

However, Chiyi didn't think about these things at the moment, he was looking at the lonely cart that was abandoned on the street.

The girl was obviously frightened, and the vegetables that had been pushed by hard work in the morning were thrown in place.

Qian Yi pondered for a moment, and finally sighed lightly and walked over-

Regardless of whether the girl will come back or not, at least he will help watch it during this time, and it will be regarded as a reward for borrowing wooden poles and tablecloths.

"Excuse me, do you know how to get around Yourong Guoyuan?"

A voice sounded in his ears, and Qian Yi turned his head, it was the blue-shirted young man just now.

Qian Yi remembered what the snowshirt woman had said to the young man before to go to Yourong Guoyuan to find her, and nodded and pointed out the direction.

The young man thanked him and said, "I want to ask you about a person, and he is in Yourong Guoyuan." ”

Qian Yi shook his head, and said in his heart that he had only been in Yourong Guoyuan for a day, and he didn't know enough people with five fingers, where did he know others, but he listened to the young man:

"Jun Shendu, he is my senior brother. ”

......

In seventeen years, Qianyi finally felt the smallness of the world for the first time, and after walking thousands of miles, he still met the old people and the old people.

Qianyi told the young man in detail about the situation he was familiar with, and the man left after thanking him, and Qianyi was left alone in the stall.

At this time, the sun was gradually in the middle, and Qian Yi raised his wooden pole for a morning, and finally ushered in his first paying guest, but unfortunately he still did not come to see a doctor-

A woman with a child walked up to the stall: "Little brother, how do you sell this cucumber?"