After completely destroying the old Heavenly Dao, the General Administration of Fast Passage repaired this small world.

Places that once disappeared into the world have reappeared.

A warrior who dies for it will have a good afterlife.

This is the end of the catastrophe of the world.

Many sects have suffered heavy losses, and the entire Kyushu is in ruins.

Chu Aotian cultivated in order to completely break through the Tribulation Period and stepped into the highest realm that no one knew.

At this time, it was easy for him to annex the entire cultivation realm and even the demon realm.

Chu Aotian did not hide his ambitions.

The major sects are used to being lazy, and they will never allow others to ride on their heads, and they are on guard when they are recuperating.

But Chu Aotian's cultivation in Kyushu is real, and there are not many people who come to Nanling Mountain to learn art.

Especially casual practice.

They are not accustomed to the old family sects, and they are eager for the resources of the sects.

As a result, countless scattered cultivators flocked to Nanling Mountain.

A new sect destined to stand at the top.

Wen Sheng also had a grand wish from then on.

Strengthen Nanling Mountain and annex Kyushu.

She is willing to follow in Chu Aotian's footsteps and go to the top little by little.

In the past, she was in a daze, and her biggest goal was to change her fate in the college entrance examination and leave her original family from now on.

After coming to the cultivation realm, she wanted to live, and wanted to get rid of Wenyin and get rid of the established fate.

Now she is no longer the cowardly and inferior girl, but she can't find her goal all along.

Fortunately, Shizun is a person with great ambitions.

Before finding her purpose in life, she had to keep up with Chu Aotian's pace.

Conquest...

Kyushu!

...

A hundred years later.

The first sect in Kyushu fought all the way to the southernmost Heavenly Sword Pavilion.

It is said that Wen Yu, the lord of Guiyuan Peak of Nanling Mountain, split the sword mound left by the sword god of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion with a sword, and the tens of thousands of swords in the sword mound were used by him.

The scene is overwhelming, and the scene is spectacular

With the Heavenly Sword Pavilion bowing to him, the entire cultivation realm was owned by Nanling Mountain.

Soon, Chu Aotian, a Guixu immortal, proclaimed himself emperor and regarded himself as the emperor of heaven.

The cultivation realm, which had been scattered for tens of thousands of years, finally gave birth to royal power just like the world.

...

Enthronement ceremony.

Several of Chu Aotian's personal disciples did it themselves, arranged the venue, and sent invitations to Kyushu.

"Pei Yan! Lazy at this time! Ge Lao Tzu drops! ”

In front of the Aotian Palace, Zhou Shi'an lay on the ground and was reluctant to get up again.

Exhausted! Exhausted!

As for that long list, he couldn't make up the whole world.

"Little junior sister! You take care of him! How can you make him lazy. ”

Zhou Shi'an was indignant.

"Second senior brother, get up quickly, be careful of being laughed at by the disciples for a while."

Wen Sheng stood on the side, holding the largest night pearl in Beihai in his hand, with a smile in his voice.

Today's Nanling Mountain, there are no longer a few of them.

There are dozens of inner disciples alone, not to mention the outer disciples plus miscellaneous servants, the number is not clear.

"Just look at it, which one mocks, which one Lao Tzu flies." Zhou Shi'an didn't care.

Wen Sheng laughed to himself for a while before he spoke, "I don't know where he went." ”

I can't get rid of it when I stick to my side on weekdays.

It's a strange day.

"The third."

A gentle voice came, and the cyan figure fell in front of the Aotian Temple, and the folding fan swayed.

Zhou Shi'an let out a "poof" and stood up straight.

"Big brother."

Wen Sheng: "Senior brother." ”

"The ceremony will start soon." Wen Yu's voice was still gentle, showing the demeanor of a child.

"Go meet the guests."

"Maybe there are acquaintances."

Wen Sheng smiled and nodded, and threw down Zhou Shi'an.

...

The ceremony was held in the Pantheon, and at this time the distinguished guests slowly began to enter the temple.

When Wen Sheng arrived, a young man in a yellow shirt was presiding over the situation.

Seeing her coming, the rules and regulations shouted: "Master." ”

Zheng Zhaoyun trotted all the way to Wen Sheng: "The distinguished guests who came to watch the ceremony today all have gifts. ”

"The apprentice is ready."

Wen Sheng smiled and nodded, only to feel that it was too comfortable to be a shopkeeper.

Zheng Zhaoyun worshiped Nanling Mountain three hundred years ago.

has a wonderful root, but he is determined to worship Tang Wanqing as a teacher.

Tang Wanqing had already left the cultivation realm, and finally gave Zheng Zhaoyun to her.

A hundred years have passed.

The children who were tied up together at the beginning have grown up and are well-known sword cultivation geniuses in the cultivation world.

Wen Sheng chatted with these people at the elder level of the major sects for a while, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure at the door.

Walked over quickly: "Su... Miss Sue? ”

When Wen Sheng stood over, the man's face was completely clear.

Yellow long skirt, slender posture, delicate facial features.

There is a soft aura all over the body.

As if there are no edges and corners, it only makes people feel comfortable.

"Miss Wensheng, long time no see." Su Nianyao smiled between her eyebrows.

"I didn't expect Miss Wensheng to remember me."

The free and easy voice is like a gentle wind, which only makes people see the scenery of mountains and rivers, and they are all in love.

Wen Sheng also smiled: "Remember." ”

Of course I do.

"Miss Su is the same as she was back then." Wen Sheng's heart was surging with indescribable emotions.

seems to be emotional, but there is really the joy of reunion after a long absence.

Although they are not very familiar.

Su Nianyao said with a smile: "Miss Wen Sheng has changed a lot. ”

She remembered Wen Sheng.

For a hundred years, many people have forgotten.

But the hard times are always clear.

The country of destruction, and the timid and brave girl who wanted to help her.

Wen Sheng smiled.

She understood Su Nianyao.

Why not?

Desire is the first plot point for her to come to this cultivation realm.

At that time, she was still ignorant, facing the unknown everywhere.

"I've seen Uncle Five."

The boy's voice was cold and unruly, like a lone wolf that was difficult to tame.

Suddenly broke into this conversation.

Wen Sheng looked.

Nangong Yue walked over with a young man.

"New apprentice."

"Desire Jiuchen."

Nangong Yue said coldly.

Yu Jiuchen is the prince of the mortal world, and he only wants to practice immortal arts, and he has been chasing her for a long time.

She didn't want to bother with that.

Can....

Who let him hold the unique flower in the world.

Wen Sheng looked at the unruly young man, born with a sword bone, and was a good seedling for cultivating immortals.

It's just that......

Something familiar.

The young man spoke again, and this time, he looked at Su Nianyao.

"Hey, did Lone see you somewhere?"

The air was silent for a long time before Su Nianyao regained her smile, and her gentle voice choked slightly.

"Hello, my name is... Ah Nian. ”

...

Chu Aotian stepped on the green dragon with his left foot, stepped on the white tiger with his right foot, and the Vermilion Bird Xuanwu in front and back, and the whole person ascended the throne of the Emperor of Heaven with an extremely arrogant attitude.

The throne is high above.

He looked down and saw Kyushu.

It's that step again.

In his previous life, no one was convinced, and he also stood on the highest place like this, looking down on his people, and for the first time felt the cold of the high place.

Not the same.

This life is different.

Chu Aotian saw Wen Yu with a smile on the corner of his mouth, Zhou Shi'an who wore a robe in a proper manner, Nangong Yue who was colorful, and Wen Sheng, who was confident and warm......

He's not alone.

......

Wait a minute!

Chu Aotian's face suddenly darkened.

What about Pei Yan!

How could there be a little apprentice absent at such a time!

At this time, the Nine Heavens Xuanniao opened the way, and the sky suddenly spread red light.

Countless demon clans dressed in big red clothes and carrying boxes towards the Pantheon.

It stretches endlessly, like a long river, and the source cannot be traced.

The guest looked up.

The demon god stands in the center.

"Demon Domain, congratulations to the Heavenly Emperor on his accession to the throne!"

The twelve demon kings congratulated in unison.

This was followed by a long list of gifts, each of which was a dizzying rare treasure when taken out.

Everyone couldn't help but feel pantothenic acid in their hearts.

I heard that this demon god was once a disciple of Nanling Mountain, and now it seems that ......

The rumors are true.

Such a valuable gift list..... The friendship between the Demon Domain and the Xiuzhen Realm can be regarded as a great thing.

Guests are in awe and delight.

But Chu Aotian's brows furrowed fiercely.

He had a sense of foreboding.

Sure enough, soon.

He listened to the little apprentice who was so rebellious.

"I am willing to hire the entire demon domain and ask for the Wensheng Fairy of Nanling Mountain."

There was an uproar.

Chu Aotian completely blackened his face.

Now there are only four words left in my mind - Ge Lao Tzu Di!

This little bunny.