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Immortal cultivation is the most orthodox cultivation system in the Shenzhou Continent, focusing on the use of spells and the condensation of one's own spiritual power. It is said that if you cultivate to the end, you can become an immortal. Of course, immortals are legendary beings, and no one has ever seen them at all.

Immortal cultivation is based on spirit, therefore, at present, the only well-known realms in the Shenzhou Continent are Spiritual Induction, Condensation, Yuan Dan, Tongshen, Fugue, Guiyi, and Pseudo-God.

It can also be said that the pseudo-god is the highest realm that can be attained in the Shenzhou Continent at present.

In the past, there were people in the land of Shenzhou who had reached a higher realm, but that was countless years ago. If today's environment deteriorates and the spiritual power is not strong enough, almost no one can reach that realm.

And like the top forces of the Shenzhou Continent, some of them must have reached the realm of unification, and in the cultivation world, the only one who knows that has reached the realm of pseudo-gods or demigods is the master of the Shenzhou Continent, the mysterious existence of Kunlun.

Like Meng Qianegu, although he has experienced a great opportunity, he has not been guided by the orthodox cultivation system or sealing, and he is not a real monk. It's just that his potential has been infinitely increased.

At this time, Meng Qiangu and Wang Jianwu were pulled by the little girl Sissi and ran towards the east of the city. Turn left and right, and finally come to the front of a huge mansion. On the gate of the mansion, there are two plaques with the words "Jizhen".

It's just that at this time, the gate is open, and you can see that there are servants cleaning the courtyard, in an orderly manner.

Sissi dragged the two of them all the way into the door.

"Morning, Miss!" Along the way, no matter what the servant had to do, he would stop and ask Sissi early before stopping to continue his business.

For the two people she pulled, whether to inquire or not, as if they had long been accustomed to all this.

When the beautiful woman entered the door, almost all the servants stopped what they were doing and bowed down to say hello.

This mansion can be said to occupy an extremely wide area, in Antarctic City, such a prosperous location in the east of the city, to have such a large mansion, the owner here must have the ability to reach the sky.

Along the way, the pavilions, small bridges and flowing water, and the bustling outside, form a big difference.

At this time, in the living room of the mansion, Meng Qiangu and Wang Jianwu were sitting on chairs, drinking tea sent by the servants, and carefully observing everything around them.

I saw that on the north side of the living room, above the upper position, there was an old man with fairy wind bones, holding a jade ruyi in his hand, sitting on the futon. If it is a monk of the Antarctic Sect, then he will definitely recognize that this person is the sect leader of the Antarctic Sect, Nanjizi, and the only one who dares to hang the portrait of the Antarctic Sect at home is his eldest disciple, who is also his righteous son, Jizhenzi.

No one paid attention to the portrait at this time, the old man with his eyes closed opened his eyes at this time, but when others looked at it, his eyes were still closed.

In the Antarctic Sect, the forbidden land of the back mountain, in the cultivation palace of the sect master Nanjizi, Nanjizi, who was meditating with his eyes closed, also opened his eyes at this time. What appeared in his eyes at this time was the situation in the living room.

After carefully looking at the two little guys, a smile appeared on the corner of Nanjizi's mouth.

"Extremely true!" said Nanjizi in the main hall.

"The disciple is back!" Jizhen, dressed in gray, appeared in front of Nanjizi, quickly knelt down, and held his inconspicuous gourd with both hands.

Nanjizi trembled his hands and took the gourd handed over by Jizhen, his eyes stared at the gourd, as if he wanted to see his disciple, the scene that had been.

"Master, I've checked, where the eighth junior brother was killed, there is a remnant of the smell of Poyou Dan. The Eighth Senior Brother is the one who has the most hope of breaking through the fugue and entering the realm of unity, but he has been ruthlessly wiped out!"

Nanjizi has ten disciples, all of them are very good, and they have a harmonious relationship, just like brothers. And the eighth disciple Meng Chunqiu is the most potential of the few.

But at this time, his soul was scattered, and Lao Jiu, a once-in-a-century sword cultivator, a generation of geniuses, was ruthlessly wiped out.

"Jizhen, let those two boys participate in the selection, there are some things that we can't do, but they can!" Nanjizi suddenly had a compelling light in his eyes, as if he saw the future.

"Understood, Master!" Ji Zhen turned his head and retreated, leaving Nanjizi holding the gourd and sitting quietly in the main hall.

In the east of Antarctic City, in the Jizhen Mansion, in the living room, when the two of them were observing everything around them, a middle-aged man in gray suddenly came out of the upper seat, his hair was mixed with a little white hair, and his appearance was ordinary. Only his eyes, unusually bright. This person is none other than Jizhenzi.

"Dream for eternity, Wang Jianwu!" said Ji Zhenzi.

"Well, how could he know our names?" muttered to himself. Then think about it, since he was able to appear in the hall silently, it would be too easy for him to kill himself.

So Meng Qiangu hurriedly got down from the chair, pulled Wang Jianwu, hugged his fist towards Jizhen and said: "Senior, I am Meng Qiangu, he is Wang Jianwu, we are from the southern foot of Queshan, the dreamer, the Wang family." Dream Eternal said.

"Hahaha, sure enough, you have the same temper as your grandfather, one stinks shit, stinky and hard, and the other is weird!"

"Do you know our grandfather?" asked Yume in surprise.

"How can we not know each other! We grew up together and cultivated together, but now, we are separated by yin and yang!" Ji Zhen's eyes were full of memories.

"Grandpa, father!" Hearing Ji Zhen's words, Wang Jianwu's tears flowed down, and he knelt down in the direction of Queshan, but he stubbornly did not let out a cry.

"Hey!" sighed.

"Don't worry, with me, in the future, no one will dare to bully you, you must know that this world is so cruel, the law of the jungle, only when you are strong, you can do what you want to do!" said with a sigh of relief.

"In the future, you will follow Sissi and call me grandpa!" Ji Zhen walked over, helped Wang Jianwu up, touched the heads of the two little guys, and said distressedly.

"Grandpa, grandpa, you're back!" Sissi ran out of nowhere, following Jizhen's legs, all the way up.

"Father, you're back. A beautiful woman also appeared in the living room.

Looking at all this, a bitter smile appeared on Jizhen's face.

Soon, two days passed, and when the third day came, the entire Antarctic City was already overcrowded.

"Dangdangdang" three bells resounded through the heavens and the earth, and came out from Antarctic Mountain, and the selection of new disciples of the Antarctic Sect officially began.