The sea of the East China Sea, which has a rough wave of 100,000 miles, is scattered with thousands of islands of different sizes, some of which are tens of miles from north to south, and the mountains and giant trees are endless, and a wide variety of rare and exotic beasts breed on the islands; some are dozens of steps in a radius, and a wave can drown it when a wave comes.

Among them, the seven largest islands stand out as they resemble the Big Dipper in the night sky.

On the seven islands, there are seven towering immortal mountains, reaching into the clouds. The names of these mountains are known to everyone in today's secluded world, and they are the envy of countless monks.

Qiuchen Mountain, Beiran Mountain, Luozhu Mountain, Return Mountain, Shiwei Mountain, Lanyin Mountain, Xiyun Mountain.

The seven immortal mountains are far away, sitting on the vast blue waves, and the two nearest immortal mountains are also separated by more than 8,000 miles. The seven immortal mountains are blessed, and the environment with abundant spiritual energy is extremely suitable for cultivating immortals. Each immortal mountain has a cave in it, and it has become a secret realm by itself, and the style of each island is very different and different.

In ancient times, there were no such seven islands on the blue waters of the East China Sea, until one day 10,000 years ago, these seven islands suddenly appeared out of thin air on the surface of the East China Sea. Soon after, the first batch of monks came to these seven immortal mountain secret realms and discovered the abundant heaven and earth aura in the secret realms.

The number of monks who came for the first time was very small, and they selected the best Cave Heaven Blessed Land in the secret realm of the Immortal Mountain, exhaled the aura of heaven and earth, and cultivated Xuanqi.

Soon, there were groups of monks who discovered these seven secret realms of the Immortal Mountain. Later monks were even more endless, and in just a hundred years, the seven immortal mountains were overcrowded.

At its peak, there were more than 1,000 sects on a mountain, and they held various banners and attacked and killed each other. The defeated sects either perished or withdrew from the Immortal Mountain one by one.

However, in the secluded world, it was very rare for sects to swallow each other up. Although hundreds of millions of monks all follow the same laws of heaven and earth to cultivate immortals, due to the different origins of their surnames and the different bloodlines flowing in their bodies, they are destined to be impossible to tolerate each other.

The prosperous surnames have been spread and scattered, while the weakened surnames have difficulty surviving and the people have withered; and the most unscrupulous ones have lost their incense and blood.

Surname is the most obvious sign of bloodline! In the secluded world, monks regard their surname as more important than their own lives, and very few monks are willing to give up their surname and merge into a sect with a different surname, and become a disciple of the outer sect with no status for the rest of their lives.

The seven immortal mountains, after thousands of years of evolution and replacement, thousands of sects are constantly fighting and competing with each other, and in the end, only seven surnames remain. The seven surnames occupy the seven secret realms of the immortal mountains, which are as stable as a rock, forming the seven realms of the immortal gate that are famous in the hermitage world today.

In today's hermit cultivation world, there are 8,800 schools of immortal families, and the monks of the Seven Realms of Xianmen are like clouds, strong, and there is no shortage of masters with extraordinary talents, and they have accumulated thousands of years of profound heritage.

It is like Beiran Mountain, which is established with the "royal road". It is like falling on the bamboo mountain, and it is established with "hidden". It is like Qiuchen Mountain, which is established with "non-action......

There are eight thousand eight hundred schools of immortals, no matter how big or small, they are all attached to the heel of the seven realms of the immortal gate.

The Seven Realms of Xianmen stand at the pinnacle of the secluded world outside the world, and there has been no decline for thousands of years. In addition to the secret realm of the Immortal Mountain, it is inseparable from their own unique battles, and these battles, the palm sword of the Seven Realms of the Immortal Gate is a secret to the inner disciples, and outsiders have no way of knowing.

Qiuchen Mountain, the mountain behind Yiyun Peak has a moon to shine on the forest, there are few people in ordinary times, and it is very quiet.

Ling Luo found a hidden place, swept the dead leaves in the forest with his feet, and lay down on it and fell asleep.

I don't know how long I slept, but it was dark and replaced with a bright moon. In his sleep, Ling Luo faintly heard a gust of fist wind......

On the other side of the forest, Xiao Zhen came here alone, and walked a set of tiger killing punches, the fist wind gusted, rolled up the dead leaves and flew away, and after a set of boxing techniques, he was already sweating like rain. Xiao Zhen bent his legs, sat cross-legged on the ground, and breathed in the aura of heaven and earth.

Xiao Qianyue's cultivation is to be able to have a better chance of winning at tomorrow's Xianmen martial arts event.

The moon is like frost, a white forest spreads, and the wind is like water, gently brushing the cheeks. Such a rare scenery makes Xiao Zhen feel refreshed. As he vomited again and again, his whole body slowly entered a mysterious state, and his five senses became clearer and clearer.

Outside, the sound of the evening breeze swaying the branches, the sound of forest birds flapping their wings and flying frightened, and the sound of dead leaves falling slowly are all clearly distinguishable.

For the first time, Xiao Zhen felt that nature had such a wonderful rhythm, and his state of mind slowly entered a higher level......

At this time, Xiao Zhen benefited a lot, and he seemed to feel a new cognition, like a little firefly glimmer in the vast dark night, and the glow glimmer was the realm of the sinking sea, and he finally ...... Faintly touched the threshold of the sinking sea realm.

So, Xiao Zhen tried to probe his divine thoughts into the sea of Yunqi, and at first glance he got a glimpse of the green ocean in his body, and his magnificent waves shocked him......

Xiao Qianxin is arrogant, he is twenty years old, but he has already cultivated to the third level of the Wind Riding Realm. The Xianmen martial arts event is imminent, and if he can step into the Shenhai realm, Xiao Zhen is more likely to win the honor of "first" in martial arts.

Once you step into the Sinking Sea Realm, you will be able to fully invoke the heaven and earth aura contained in the Sea of Containing Qi, and your strength will be greatly enhanced, and you will become a true master.

Xiao Zhen opened the Qi Sea to cultivate Xuanqi at the age of three, and since then, his father Xiao Zhengqing has urged him. And he is a hard-working person, cultivating and practicing swords for seventeen years, the morning bell and dusk drum have never been sluggish, today is finally approaching the positive result, at this moment, he is finally about to step into the sinking sea realm......

Suddenly there was a "crunch", which was the sound of dead branches on the ground. Disturbed, Xiao Zhi's mind moved slightly, his thoughts were interrupted, he followed the prestige and found nothing, maybe it was the little beast in the forest!

However, he didn't wait long before he saw a figure crawl up from the ground.

"Fist here!

Ling Luo stretched his waist, didn't pat off the broken branches and leaves on his body, and left with lazy steps.

With this movement, Xiao Zhen's divine thoughts were completely broken, and he suddenly withdrew from the sea of Yunqi. He breathed and operated the spiritual veins around his body, trying to feel the state of Fang Cai, but after several attempts, he could no longer probe his divine thoughts into the sea of contained qi.

Xiao Zhen Huo Ran opened his eyes and looked at Ling Luo fiercely.

"......Stop! How dare you disturb my cultivation!"

Ling Luo ignored it and walked on his own.

Xiao Zhen jumped up, stopped in front of him and gritted his teeth: "Do you know? At that moment, if it weren't for you, I would have stepped into the Shenhai Realm!"

For Xuanqi monks, touching the door of the next realm depends on penance and chance. Xiao Zhen lost a great opportunity, which made him condense his depression in his chest, and he couldn't vent it.

"Get out of the way. ”

Ling Luo looked at Xiao Zhen and said calmly, as if he hadn't heard what Xiao Zhen said.

Xiao Zhen was furious: "You dare to go?"

"You can't step into the Shenhai Realm, blame me? This can interrupt you, look at your impetuous appearance, don't think about improving the realm for the rest of your life. ”

Ling Luo said as he bypassed Xiao Zhen.

How could Xiao Zhen stop there, he stopped it with his horizontal hand, and the moonlight fell on Ling Luo's side face, and Xiao Zhen recognized him.

"It's your dogtail again, the scrap that Qian'er picked up!"

Fang Cai's advance was interrupted, and he was mocked by Ling Luo, and he recognized him at this time, and he must be ridiculed to relieve his anger.

"Waste your mother. ”

Ling Luo casually threw away a sentence, tilting his head and his eyes were misty, and his expression seemed to be very dissatisfied if he hadn't slept well.

"You...... Look for death!" Xiao Zhen grabbed Ling Luo's gray shirt, his eyes revealing a fierce light.

"Xiao Qian, stop it! A woman's voice came from the woods.

Xiao Zhen turned his head to look at the man and said, "Qian'er, an earthly dogtail grass, why do you want to protect him?"

Qian'er took a few steps forward: "You let go!"

"Just now, my divine thoughts had already penetrated into the sea of Yunqi, and just as I was about to step into the sinking sea realm, I was broken by him. I originally wanted to win the highest honor for Qiu Chenshan at the Xianmen Martial Arts Festival, but now it was all ruined by him. ”

Hearing the Shennian Shenhai, Qian'er was stunned, in the previous Xianmen martial arts competitions, the disciples who stepped into the Shenhai Realm already meant that they had entered the top three. Xiao quality is the main line of the Xiao clan in Qiuchen Mountain, and his personal honor has long been equivalent to the honor of Qiuchen Mountain Xianmen.

Qian'er looked at Ling Luo, he was still indifferent, and he didn't speak, as if he didn't want to explain anything.

"If that's the case, it's a pity! But Xiaoluo didn't mean it, don't embarrass him. ”

Xiao Zhen snorted coldly: "Are you still talking for him? Since you picked this person back, I have rarely seen you, every time I go to look for you, you turn around and leave without saying a word." ”

Qian'er was a little angry when she heard this, and said: "Xiaoluo was brought back by me, he was seriously injured and unconscious for so long, how can I ignore it? You are really unreasonable." ”

was accused by Qian'er, Xiao Zhen was angry again: "Believe it or not, I killed him!"

"Do you dare to try? ”

The rules of Qiuchen Mountain Gate are strict, and the disciples of the Immortal Sect are not allowed to fight each other, and the violators will be severely punished, and Xiao Zhen has to be afraid.

Xiao Qianxin reluctantly let go.

"Wouldn't killing him tarnish my reputation, the Xianmen martial arts event, but it is a great opportunity to make friends with Xianmen, how can I miss it with my style!"

Xiao Zhen was attached to the Xianmen and had always traveled extensively, so how could he let a little person stumble? But from this moment on, in Xiao Qian's heart, the hostility towards Ling Luo increased again.

Ling Luo opened his mouth, and Qian'er thought he was going to say something, but unexpectedly, this guy yawned, his eyes narrowed, and he looked extremely sleepy, and he didn't say anything.

"You dogtail grass, go sleep in your wood house!hahahaha!" Xiao Zhen patted Ling Luo's shoulder and left with his head up.

"Xiaoluo, are you okay?" Qian'er looked at Ling Luo with some concern.

"It's boring. Ling Luo waved his hand and walked alone.

Qian'er seemed to have something to say to him, but he couldn't stand Ling Luo's indifference for a while, and stopped asking.