The convoy consisted of seven carriages, dozens of guards, and a strong man from the Yin Void Triple Sea Realm, and headed for the city in front along the dusty official road.

It was a small guy with a sharp beak and a strong man with a sharp beak and a strong man from the triple sea of yin and void.

Although it was just an ordinary convoy transporting spirit grass, a lot of news was revealed between the words-

It's not far from Kunxu Martial City!

Duan Dapeng, Shangguan Fan Qing, Li Wumian and a bowl of their business sunset.

Eighteen Sects of Evil!

Why do the Eighteen Sects fight each other?

Xin Zhuo stood by the river, silently pondered for a moment, bypassed the small city in front of him, and rushed straight to the west.

Two or three hundred miles away, a moment away, you can see a vast outline of the city, Kunxu City is more majestic and spectacular than ten years ago, and the scale is twice as large.

There is an endless stream of martial artists on the official road in front of the East City Gate, and the realm has also been significantly improved.

As for the people in the higher realms, they don't, or don't perceive it.

"Ten Years ......"

Xin Zhuo sighed with emotion again, landed on the ground, and walked into the city.

Most of the martial artists who were in a hurry around them, with resolute or bitter faces, were as hard as the original ascetic martial artists, and of course, there were also freshly dressed and angry and high-spirited disciples of the great sect chatting about the world.

Xin Zhuo listened to the messy gossip along the way, and after summarizing it slightly, it can be roughly analyzed that the eighteen sects are indeed evil!

At the beginning of the battle of Fulong Mountain, the two sects of Heavenly Evil and Ghost Qing were disabled, and the eighteen sects also injured the enemy by one thousand and suffered eight hundred, and the casualties of the disciples were too heavy, such as the Xuantian Sword Sect, the seven peaks, the true disciples were sharply reduced from a few hundred to dozens or even more than ten people per peak, five or six people, and there were few inner disciples and outer disciples left.

Not only the Xuantian Sword Sect, but also the other sects are also huge sects like ghost markets.

However, the ancestors of each sect suddenly returned in the second year, and in the following ten years, countless apprenticeship ceremonies were launched.

Today's eighteen cases can be described as full of talents, and their appearance has changed greatly, and they are no longer what they used to be!

But behind the steady growth, countless resources are needed, such as mines, spirit grass, pills, heavenly treasures, etc., and the ruins of the ancient sects and forbidden lands are also being mined all the time, but without the pressure of heavenly evil and ghost green, internal contradictions gradually appear.

From a few disciples who went out to complain, it became a high-level protection of the shortcomings, and then the rumors of the various sects tore apart, and finally the resentment accumulated over the years completely exploded, so that they fought hard.

It is said that the Xuantian Sword Sect and the Lingyun Sect, the Haotian Sect, the Cloud Sea Sect, and the Hehuan Holy Sect have all fought a small-scale fight, and the other sects are also fighting each other.

The hustle and bustle of the world is all for profit, and this world is no exception!

However, I have heard the word "Da Luo" many times, but no one mentions it.

Xin Zhuo listened all the way, walked all the way, and soon entered the city, and the appearance of the city really changed greatly, and he no longer recognized the appearance of the year.

According to the vague memory, the Killer Alliance was found, and the leader of the alliance was no longer Yin Qiu, the man he had saved back then, but a strange woman from the Yangshi Triple Sea!

When she arrived at Qianren Hall, the hall master was not the woman with a gentle temperament but average appearance.

At the entrance of the high-interest hall, the spiritual seat of the boss Gou Naiyuan was simply hung in the main hall.

The city lord is no longer Helian Qingyang.

But Master Baixiaotang Zhiming is still there, chanting scriptures.

Xin Zhuo stood in the street, hesitated for a moment, and walked towards White Horse Lane.

……

The crowded scene of taking Dan in White Horse Lane is gone, but the laneway is wider, and the gate of the Tushi Dan Medical Shop is much more proud.

At this time, the gate was closed, and there were more than a dozen people standing outside wearing the robes of the true disciples of the Lingyun Sect, the Haotian Sect, and the Zhuxian Great Sect.

"The miscellaneous pieces of the surname Duan, you come out to reason, three turns to the small Dan, my Lingyun Sect Dantang has negotiated with the Dan League, and my Lingyun Sect will monopolize it, how dare you sell it privately in this country shop?"

"That's right, the Emperor's Zidan, we also have a monopoly, if it weren't for the face of that beautiful disciple of the Xuantian Sword Sect and the persuasion of Master Zhiming, how could we stay until today!"

A group of people spoke sharply and scolded again and again.

Inside the gate, it took a long time for Duan Dapeng to retort a little haggard and powerless: "All the pills are monopolized by you, what do we sell?" Isn't this driving people to death? ”

"You old bastard still dare to talk back?" A young man from the Lingyun Sect sneered: "If you don't abide by the covenant of the Dan Alliance, it is better to leave as soon as possible, and the province will invite death!"

"He's too fucking deceitful, let's fight!" Shangguan Fan Qing's angry scolding came from inside the shop.

In an instant, he was stopped by Duan Dapeng: "Senior brother is silent!"

"Good!"

The young man of the Lingyun Sect looked up to the sky and laughed, "The Tushi Dan Medical Shop is vainly trying to start a war with my Upper Nine Sects, everyone, you can do it!" ”

What a big hat smashed down.

Immediately, more than a dozen people jumped up and rushed to the shop, but as soon as they reached midair, they suddenly fell to the ground in unison and fell on their backs.

There was instant silence inside and outside the shop.

"Pop ......"

A gray figure, walking slowly to the front of the shop, looking at the disciples of each sect, although he did not speak, nor did he have too many expressions, but it invisibly gave people an extremely frightening pressure, from the unfathomable realm, and every move seemed to be in line with some kind of flawless martial rhyme.

The true lineage masters of each sect raised their heads in horror, looked at this person for a moment, and saw that his clothes were dirty, not like the masters of each sect, one of them endured his horror and hissed, "Who are you?" How dare you care about my nine sects? ”

It seems that it is not the group of people who fought in Fulong Mountain at the beginning, otherwise it would be impossible not to know themselves!

This kind of blatant bullying of ordinary Dan merchants by the disciples of the great sect made Xin Zhuo feel a little bored, but the eighteen sects really changed, at least they were still reasonable, and they were not so shameless, and waved their hands without interest.

A majestic true qi swept away.

More than a dozen disciples of various sects who were not in the Earth Immortal Realm flew up in an uncontrolled volley and fell heavily to the mouth of the alley, all of them with surging blood and qi and broken bones, even the Earth Immortal Realm, and there was no power to resist.

A group of people staggered and jumped up, their faces changed greatly, they endured their injuries and panic, and quickly rushed around: "Let's go and inform the elders, there is an evil caracal here!"

In front of the Tusidan medical shop, it was still quiet.

Four or five pairs of eyes poked out from the crack in the door, staring at Xin Zhuo, full of confusion and horror.

Xin Zhuo clapped his hands and pushed open the door of the shop.

The four figures behind the door hurriedly retreated, their chests rising and falling, who else could there be if it wasn't Duan Dapeng and Shangguan Fan Qing?

Duan Dapeng Yin Void Double Sea.

A bowl of little girl, yin deficiency, and a heavy sea.

Shangguan Fan Qing Yin Void Double Sea.

Venerable Li Wumian.

The four of them looked at Xin Zhuo carefully up and down, and confirmed that it was him, and Shangguan Fan Qing's "whooping" voice rushed over, hugging Xin Zhuo tightly: "Second brother, why are you alive again?" Aren't you dead? ”

Xin Zhuo scolded with a smile: "Second brother, you fucking miss me to death?"

The bowl in the back and Li Wumian also cried, but Duan Dapeng was a lot stronger, and walked to the side and took out a tablet, which was written "The position of Xin Zhuo, the deputy head of the Ritian Sect", and sighed with emotion: "Your sudden appearance is really like seeing a ghost, when you were pierced by a sword from the master of the Heavenly Evil Sect, and buried by the mountain, who in the world does not know?" Even the Xuantian Sword Sect has confirmed that you are dead! Posthumously crown you as the first young master of the sect, and enter the ancestral altar of the Xuantian Sword Sect to worship!

The eighteen sects are posthumously awarded you for the first credit of that war, and there are even many grateful people who have also set up tablets for you and often burn incense.

How did you live again?

We have set up tablets, cried and cried, mourned and received! Alas! ”

Xin Zhuo sighed: "Since the atmosphere is here, I'm really dead, right?"

Several people laughed dryly: "That can't be, let's go and reminisce!"

(End of chapter)