A new nature, a new atmosphere, a new future.

The new place of this Xiangzong has the charm of fairy clouds, and a mountain range like a coiled dragon lies peacefully, forming half a deep valley, which is very charming. It's hard to say, how did the Xiangzong find this treasure here.

The new relocation of the Xiangzong is still in the initial stage, but it is just to build the Lord's Hall and some courtyards as residences. In this way, although it seems ordinary, there is no boat left, and the future of this Xiangzong is predictable.

Here, in the territory of Xilin, about thousands of miles away from Ringan City, it is in the middle of the mountains.

This time, it's quite a drag. Wuwan and Wuxi, as well as Rushu are here, Guan Longhu is also here, Chen Zongzhi and Xu Gaocheng are here. Pang Ji, Nie Wen and others will not miss it. Xiao Qingchen didn't care about this, so he stayed in Ren'an City.

Even the little emperor Yanjing came, and the little emperor came to talk to the Xiangzong about the distribution of the students of the Soul Academy. There are no sects in Xilin, and even if there is, I am afraid that they will move away quickly.

In this way, the students of the Soul Academy in Xilin are assigned to Xilin by the Xiangzong and Xilin.

What is particularly pleasing is that the traveling Bai Guan has finally returned, but this time he came back, but he returned with Wu Jun Xiu. In this way, Elder Wuding was overjoyed.

After a farewell of many years, they met again, and they were all happy with each other, saying goodbye to each other. The joy and depression in Bai Guan's heart do not need to be mentioned. He thought that in the past five years, he would become a martial artist and would be able to catch up with Zuo Wuzhou.

Who knows, when he became a martial artist, Zuo Wuzhou would have become a martial emperor. This is really too shocking.

reunited, remembering what they had experienced together a few years ago, everyone sighed. Gu Yiyi sighed: "I can't imagine that Brother Zuo has become a person of your own Xiangzong, it's really unexpected." ”

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The road up and down the mountain has not yet been built.

In fact, it has nothing to do with this ceremony. This Xiangzong is nothing remarkable, but the name of Zuo Wuzhou is enough. But with Zuo Wuzhou's identity as Emperor Wudi, those who come to watch the ceremony will be Wujun at the most.

Although the mountain road is a bit rude, it is difficult to reach Wujun.

In this crisp autumn climate, there are already a lot of people coming. Don't mention other districts, who dares not to send people from all the major countries in Ronghe District. Even if there are all kinds of dissatisfaction, they must bury themselves deep in their hearts and rush to watch the ceremony.

In this way, because of the proximity of the road, the visitors from this district came earlier.

Talking about anger, Dong Lu Yuntong and the other five Wu Yanjing have already arrived. The sad thing is that the Ronghe District, which was killed by Zuo Wuzhou and had twenty Martial Emperors, is now only the five Great Martial Emperors, as well as the three Divine Dragons who have no end in sight.

The two Martial Emperors of Yun Tong have not yet arrived, and the three Martial Emperors of Dong and Lu have already arrived first.

Zuo Wuzhou arrived at Benxiangzong, and before he could sit on the chair, Tan Nu came to the door with a head: "This is the head of the Nine Cliffs Emperor, don't talk nonsense, when will you have a fight with my old man." ”

Tan Nu really couldn't wait, Zuo Wuzhou got up and smiled: "Talking about Emperor Wu, I'm not in a hurry at this time." ”

It's unpleasant to talk about anger, but it's helpless. Dong Lu and the two Martial Emperors hugged their fists and greeted each other slightly, and then went straight to the point: "I don't know what Xilin and Benxiangzong plan in the future?"

Tan Nu said on the side, and he was angry: "It's good for you, just ignore it if you kill it." Now, Ronghe District is about to be in chaos, just waiting for your words. ”

The countries of the Ronghe region want to compete for interests and replace the original great powers and become the new great powers. The various sects also intend to compete for the distribution rights of the Soul Academy. In this way, there are many conflicts that have broken out one after another.

If it weren't for Zuo Wuzhou's killing of his fame, I'm afraid that large-scale wars and sectarian wars would have broken out. Now, all countries and major sects are waiting for Zuo Wuzhou to make a statement.

Zuo Wuzhou's reply stunned the three Martial Emperors: "What does it have to do with me." ”

That's right, what does it have to do with me. Even if the fight is turned upside down, what does it have to do with me.

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Chen Zongzhi and Xu Gaocheng made up their minds to come and have a look.

There is no night and no night, and Guan Longhu came over, but he came here to enter the soul cultivation world in the future without suffering losses and to broaden his knowledge. It is precisely for this reason that the three of them acted automatically to enhance their experience.

In fact, Zuo Wuzhou already had some feelings when he returned this time. He, Chen Zongzhi and Xu Gaocheng have gradually lost their common topics in the past. If this goes on for a long time, the relationship is afraid to fade.

One is Emperor Wu, and the other is not even the ninth grade, which is too big a gap. The level is completely different, and where can there be a common language.

Zuo Wuzhou didn't want to lose his two good friends, so he would rather take some time to get together with Chen Zongzhi and Xu Gaocheng, and talk aimlessly and casually.

After so many words, Emperor Wu and the two ordinary soul cultivators actually found a new topic of communication again, that is, nonsense. The relationship between each other is also maintained.

Chen Zongzhi is a friend of trouble, and there are no such constraints. Xu Gaocheng's surname is like this, and there is no constraint. The two of them had a steady stream of questions, and Zuo Wuzhou felt overwhelmed, but secretly happy.

After all, these two friendships were not lost.

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A cultivation place specially cleared by the Sect is where both the morning sun and the setting sun can be the same.

Yaksha sat still, Zuo Wuzhou's expression was solemn, and he urged his soul unhurriedly. From the sea of knowledge, the fire of the three-color life soul was slowly moved out. At the fingertips, wrapped in soul power, it was returned to the Yaksha.

Yaksha skillfully incorporated this invisible three-colored fire into his meridians, and then slowly integrated it into his own soul. The original is one, but it is only temporarily separated, but the relationship between life and soul still exists, and it is very light to fuse.

Yaksha closed his eyes and cultivated, Zuo Wuzhou calmed down, took out the golden golden essence of sharp gold, held it in his hand and absorbed the golden aura little by little!

While cultivating the Golden Soul, while perceiving it slightly, he secretly rejoiced: "It seems that in about half a month, the Golden Soul should be able to reach perfection." ”

When he opened his eyes again, Yaksha had already finished cultivating, and he was overjoyed: "It's done, the same time, it's really twice as fast as usual." ”

Yaksha felt it carefully, and was ecstatic: "There is no discomfort. After a pause, Yaksha's heart bloomed: "In this way, my cultivation speed, excluding the time when I was waiting for the fire of the soul to be warmed, can be increased by seven or eight percent on the original basis. ”

"If it originally took a hundred years to break through to a martial artist, now it can be shortened to about sixty years. ”

Zuo Wuzhou's jaw: "I want to pull out the fire of the soul again, you can't do it." ”

Yaksha broke out in a cold sweat and turned pale. This speed is certainly faster, but this soul extraction and soul refining is too painful, and it is definitely a painful journey. Gritted his teeth: "I can!"

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Concocted in the same way, recondensed the fire of the Yaksha's life soul and stuffed it into his own sea of consciousness. The Yaksha was already sweating in pain.

Compared to last time, this time the technique has been improved a lot. In this way, it is a lot faster. But the pain was not reduced by half.

Zuo Wuzhou's heart was really uncertain, he held his mind and thought about it repeatedly: "Do you want to nourish the fire of life and soul for Wuwan and Wuxi? ”

Secretly weighing the gains and losses, Zuo Wuzhou is really worried: "Wuxi's qualifications are more ordinary, and Wuxi's qualifications are superior." If they refine their Soul Fire, their cultivation speed will increase by seven or eight percent. In this way, the future achievements will be higher than those of Wuzun. ”

Wuxi's qualifications are superb, if you can save seven or eighty percent of the time. In this way, it is very likely that Wuxi will be able to become a martial artist at the age of twenty-five, which is already unprecedented.

Zuo Wuzhou knew that sooner or later, he would have a day of eternal separation with his father and eldest brother, and even with Wuwan. He wants to have his loved ones by his side wherever he is. Wuxi's qualifications are the only ones suitable for cultivating with him.

Whether it is his brother's selfishness or whatever, he hopes that even if he cultivates to become a strong person in the "Yuan Soul Heaven" in the future, he can also go to the "Yuan Soul Heaven" with Wuxi. Instead of leaving behind the sun, leaving behind the loved ones.

Rusi, Xu is selfish. But Zuo Wuzhou's surname is too indifferent, and his relatives are the only existence that can make him have a surname. If he doesn't even have relatives, it's hard to say what a bottomless abyss his heart will go.

Longing for this, but this process of refining the fire of life and soul is an inhuman pain. As an elder brother, Zuo Wuzhou really doesn't want his younger brothers and sisters to suffer.

"Ask Wuwan and Wuxi before making a decision. Zuo Wuzhou smiled bitterly: "I'm a little selfish, I yearn for the soul path, it doesn't mean that I yearn for the night." ”

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Guests arrived.

Wu Ding and Bai Guan were overjoyed, even though they knew that the reason why so many guests came was because of Zuo Wuzhou's face. But this is still the first time in thousands of years that this is the first time that this is the case.

Except for the three scattered cultivators, the five great martial emperors of Ronghe District were all present. The rest of the people from Ronghe District are all Wujun. With such a huge lineup and momentum, this Xiangzong has not enjoyed it for many years.

has always been a cold face to the Sect, this time, it is really the taste of raising eyebrows and being excited.

"It's a cool and good weather in autumn. The joy between Wuding's eyebrows was seen by the visitors.

The visitor was secretly jealous and red-eyed, and secretly thought in his heart: "But it was the Benxiang Sect that hit the great luck, and the Fang Fang collided with Zuo Wuzhou's killing god into their Benxiang Sect." If you enter this sect, it is much stronger than in this phase sect. ”

Naturally, he thought like this in his heart, but no one dared to propose to the Zuo Killing God: "Kill God Brother, the Sect is rotten, it is better to join the Sect." ”

After the battle of the first game in the sixth plate, half of the strength of Ronghe District was slaughtered, so far, who dares to talk to such a killing god.

Bai Guan stared at the bottom of the mountain with a smile, and said with a smile: "Master, it is good for Brother Zuo to enter this sect, but this sect must also work hard, and he will not teach people to underestimate it." ”

Wu Ding was very pleased, and patted this merry disciple: "You know, it's the best." Emperor Zuo Wu has an unlimited future, and if he must go to the True Soul Heaven in the future, this Xiangzong will still be handed over to you. I'm glad you can do that. ”

Bai Guan was serious, but he smiled bitterly: "I really don't know how he and Yasha cultivated, and they became Martial Emperors one after another." ”

People are more popular than people.

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The Xiangzong has inevitably risen, but anyone who can watch the chess game of Ronghe can see through it.

Zuo Wuzhou's entry into the Essence Sect is the beginning of a qualitative change in the Sect from weak to strong. Frankly speaking, as Wu Ding thought, Zuo Wuzhou would sooner or later go to the "True Soul Heaven" - of course, there were also Emperor Wu who would choose to stay. But the twenty-eight-year-old Emperor Wu could never give up on himself like this.

If this is the case, Zuo Wuzhou's entry into the sect is meaningless to increase the true strength of the Sect. The value lies in the fact that Xilin will rise to become the largest country in Ronghe, and with the relationship between Zuo Wuzhou, Xilin and Benxiangzong must rely on each other.

What is the greatest basis for the survival of a sect, it is naturally force. Where does force come from, it is naturally a disciple, and the more genius disciples there are, the greater the potential.

In the past, the disciples of the Soul Academy obtained by the Sect were only few, and they were still selected. From now on, the stronger Xilin will be, the wider the territory, the more and more disciples of the Soul Academy will be in Xilin, and it is also the future of the Benxiang Sect that can recruit geniuses on a larger scale.

In terms of the distribution of geniuses in the Soul Academy, there is no conflict between Xilin and Benxiangzong for the time being. Because Xilin was not the founding of Emperor Wu, he did not leave countless treasures and mental methods, so it is useless to ask for geniuses.

The sects in Ronghe District have thought it through, and the truth is indeed like this. It is said that there is no conflict of interest, but there is, as long as Zuo Wuzhou is still around, it is impossible for Xilin and Benxiangzong to break out in conflict.

In this way, Xilin and Benxiangzong rely on each other and help each other. Even if Zuo Wuzhou went to the True Soul Heaven, Xilin and the Benxiang Sect would temporarily maintain the peaceful development for hundreds of years, it would never be a problem.

For hundreds of years, the heritage and national strength needed by Xilin have been accumulated. The Honxiang Sect has also been able to cultivate several generations of disciples in a row.

In this way, Fang has truly embarked on the smooth road of natural development. At that time, even if Zuo Wuzhou's influence is no longer there, or even falls, it will not affect the development of this country.

Under the shadow of Zuo Wuzhou's killing god, Ronghe District would never dare to make a move against Xilin and Benxiangzong for fifty to one hundred years.

If Zuo Wuzhou went to the True Soul Heaven, he would not dare even more.

Wu Ding thought clearly, but Bai Guan didn't think about it for a while.

Zuo Wuzhou thought it through, and Fang Cai calmly claimed to have fulfilled his promise to Tang Xiaotian in front of Tang Xiaotian's tomb.

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Pang Ji and Nie Wen seem to have nothing to do, and Guan Longhu walks around every night and night, expanding his knowledge everywhere.

Yaksha is indifferent to concentrate on cultivation, and Zuo Wuzhou is even more simple. Gu Yiyi and Zhang Dongtian visited the martial emperors together with Song Xihu and Xuan Qian, and exchanged cultivation experiences while talking.

This kind of little talk is also pleasant.

On the penultimate day of the ceremony, Wuding and Baiguan apprehensively welcomed a group of special guests, a group of uninvited guests from other regions, all of whom were Emperor Wu Jun.

They all smiled politely, but in fact, there was something hidden in private, but no one knew.

This is just the beginning, and in the next few days, Emperor Wu and Emperor Wu have arrived from the neighboring districts of Ronghe District. When Wuding and Bai Guan saw this, they became more and more uneasy and worried in their hearts.

In addition to the three major martial emperors in Ronghe District, the remaining five martial artists have come. Counting Zuo Wuzhou and Song Xihu, there are already nine martial emperors in this Xiangzong. No matter how you look at it, it's a huge number.

The sects in one district and one place can have such a momentum, which is already extremely huge.

But in this successive years, Emperor Wu who came from other regions even reached about twenty. In this way, it is too terrifying.

mentioned this matter to Zuo Wuzhou, Zuo Wuzhou frowned and calmed down: "If you can't turn over the waves, let them go." ”

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In the blink of an eye, it was time for the migration and initiation ceremonies.

Wu Ding was helpless, he wanted to hold a grand entrance ceremony for Zuo Wuzhou, but he couldn't fall into the identity of Emperor Wu. Who knows, Benxiangzong has gathered about 30 martial emperors and more than 200 martial monarchs one after another.

The Xiangzong was newly moved, but it was just to build a main hall and several residential courtyards. So many strong people gathered here, and there was no place to live.

Many Martial Emperors and Martial Monarchs also seem to be quite dissatisfied with this, and their unhappiness is not much to hide, and many things are fermenting and brewing at any time, ready to explode at any time.

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The magnificent hall is the tablet of the ancestors of the ancestors.

Under the gaze of hundreds of eyes, Zuo Wuzhou, who was dressed in black, appeared unhurriedly, with a light expression, as if he was ignoring the existence of others.

The ceremony presided over by Wuding was very grand and began slowly.

For a moment, Zuo Wuzhou became the focus. Hundreds of eyes were focused on him, so scorching, so intense.

Song Xihu and Xuan Qian glanced at each other, and transmitted their voices to each other: "It doesn't seem right, it's better to be careful." ”

Pang Ji and Nie Wen didn't show up, and they didn't know what they were doing.

Just in the middle of the ceremony, there was a sneer among the guests, and it was the proper etiquette when the ceremony was held, when the audience was the quietest. Therefore, this sneer is very clear.

Wu Ding's breath was suffocated, and he glanced at the indifferent Zuo Wuzhou before gritting his teeth and continuing. At the bottom of my heart, a cold sweat flowed: "These martial emperors and martial monarchs of other regions, are they really here to make trouble! Don't turn the entrance ceremony into a bloodshed ceremony." ”

However, in the silence, there was another smile and a clear word: "I have never seen such a tattered sect." ”

Zuo Wuzhou was relieved and whispered, "Elder Wu, please continue." ”

Elder Wu calmed down and resumed the ritual.

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After a while, there was another cold voice among the visitors: "I waited to watch the ceremony, but I came to admire my face, but I didn't even have a place to live." Such sects, but I don't know if they humiliate us or are too poor. ”

Song Xihu and Xuan Qian glanced at each other, and the compassion for each other was transmitted: "A group of poor people who don't know whether they are dead or alive." ”

At this point, the meaning of provocation is all too clear.

Song Xihu and Xuan Qianju sympathized with these people who seemed to be extremely psychologically unbalanced, while Gu Yiyi and the others were shocked and speculated whether this would become another six plates.

Yaksha sneered and watched the group of people coldly: "Kill yourself." ”

When the ceremony was about to end, another word slowly penetrated into everyone's ears: "What kind of god-killing is this, and being in the company of such a tattered sect must not be very clever." ”

"Law Soul Heaven First?" a shameful laugh was a real sneer.

Wu Dingtie's face was blue, and he almost held back the anger in his heart, and completed the ceremony little by little.

After the salute, it is finally the ceremony. It's a member of the Honxiang Sect. The heroes all breathed a sigh of relief, many visitors from Ronghe District were already sweating and pale, and if they waited like this, they were afraid that they would faint.

Zuo Wuzhou's eyes were shining with a little starlight, and he slowly turned around, and a little anger quickly grew in his chest.

Leng Ran soared with a word, and every word was like a knife: "Who is it!"

To be continued