The full name of the Qingdi is the Nine Turns Xuanshang Shengzun Miao Youchao Yuan Wande Immeasurable Qingxu Tianzun God Jade Ling Laojun, also known as Qingxu Laojun, or Qingxu God.

The Qingdi Temple in Wild Wolf Town, covering an area of 18 acres, the Qingdi enshrined in the temple is said to be the powerful man Qingxuzi who flew to the sky 10,000 years ago. Qingxuzi's original name is no longer available, and everyone only knows that he is a monk of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, but he is a cultivation wizard who has been unparalleled in ten thousand years. After only 800 years of cultivation, he broke through the Yuanying and advanced gods, and after another 300 years, Qingxuzi dived into the Falling Star Sea alone, captured the ancient divine dragon in the bottomless abyss, and finally took the divine dragon to fly to the sky, becoming the last ascended monk of the human race in this world to go down in history.

In the middle of the Qingdi Temple is the Qingdi platform of ten zhang square to pay tribute to the Qingdi, at this time, there is a huge bluestone case before the incense burner giant tripod on the Qingdi platform. Five white and warm jade boxes were neatly placed on the table. Each jade box is one foot wide and three feet long, and the lid of the box is engraved with the spirit beasts under the seat of the five peak masters of the Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts. From left to right, the Iron Feather Divine Eagle, the King Kong Giant Ape, the Ink-scaled Python, the White-headed Old Crane, and the Flower-faced Tanuki.

In front of the steps of the Qingdi Terrace, there is a basin-sized blue-gray oblate round stone, this stone is the famous spirit stone, the monk only needs to press his hand on the stone, slightly mobilize the spiritual power, this stone can sense the five elements of the five spiritual roots on the monk's body and the attributes of yin and yang, and the different colors of the five elements are expressed.

Around the Qingdi Terrace, according to the direction of the gossip, a total of 800 five-foot square bamboo sheds were built, and a small sign was hung on the door of the bamboo shed, which marked the direction and number of the gossip where the shed was located. In less than an hour, within these narrow bamboo sheds, more than two thousand mortal heroes will be about to launch a sprint towards their path of immortality.

The scale of the Ten Thousand Beast Valley's Pulse Opening Conference far exceeded the previous ones, and it was initially estimated that the number of mortals entering Wild Wolf Town to participate in the Pulse Opening would exceed the three thousand mark, almost double that of the past.

For this reason, the Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts has specially added nearly 100 bamboo sheds in the Qingdi Temple, limited by the number of spiritual grass futons, these 800 bamboo sheds are already the limit that the Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts can bear.

Because after everyone takes the Kaimai Pill, the time for the spiritual root to sprout is long and short, the short one only takes three or two hours, and the long one may be one or even two days, of course, this also includes about forty percent of the mortals who sit for most of the day without any news, and finally have to accept the cruel reality that they can't open the pulse.

For most mortals, the time to open the pulse is about five or six hours, that is to say, from the opening of the Qingdi Temple in the morning to the evening when the Qingdi Temple no longer accepts mortals into it, basically a bamboo shed can only accept one mortal per day. If three thousand mortals want to open their pulses in these eight hundred bamboo sheds, it will take four or five days.

Today is the first day of the opening ceremony of the Qingdi Temple, and as soon as the sky is bright, there is a long queue outside the temple gate. The Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts has long been prepared for possible congestion and collisions, and has assigned a special person outside the temple gate in advance to be responsible for organizing the order.

Mortals are no better than monks, these mortal youths who came from all over the world have experienced hardships along the way, and many have even had the experience of brushing shoulders with death.

When they stood in front of the Qingdi Temple, thinking that they would break out of the cocoon into a butterfly in a few hours and step into the immortal path, their slightly immature faces were already full of excitement and eagerness. Although they are in the dust, they can't hide the excitement of youth!

However, at the front of the line, a few dudes snuggling up to each other near the gate looked a little out of place. To say that they are dudes is still to put it mildly, compared to the energetic young people around them, they should actually be called uncles.

The youngest of the uncles, who looked to be forty years away, had been in line for the night, and was yawning sleepily. The others were not as spirited as he was, squeezing each other against the ground and snoring.

A young student standing behind them couldn't help it, stabbed the yawning uncle, and asked with some curiosity: "Excuse me, this old man, you are also here to participate in the opening of the pulse?"

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"What about them, and they're all here to open the pulse?" asked the latter again, pointing to the huddled ones.

"Ah, what's wrong?" the old man still said those three words.

Hou Sheng pouted and said, "Do you know that once a person is over twenty years old, he basically can't open a spiritual root?"

"Ah, what's wrong?"

"If you love Babala, just pull it!" Hou Sheng's heart swelled up with constipation-like irritability, he had been waiting here for more than two hours, and he wanted to find someone to talk to a few words to solve the greasy and crooked, but who knew that he met a fool who couldn't even say a whole sentence.

"Don't sleep, don't sleep! It's time to eat!" the fool choked and said three words, and then kicked the few people who were squeezing to sleep, and shouted loudly, "It's about time, wake up, hurry up and move, and eat more in a while." ”

Hou Sheng rolled his eyes as he listened to it, and said in his heart, these idiots, don't think that the soup soup in the temple only came to line up in the middle of the night, right? But this time he held back, ignoring the fools who were jumping high in place with their sleeves on.

"Haha, I didn't expect you to be so far in the line? I thought you were still behind, so I'll be able to find you. A young and hearty voice came from behind the afterlife.

The next generation followed the prestige, and saw four men and one woman, and five young people of his own age were walking over with a smile and a smile.

"Hey, why are you here so early? Rest with your family for a while, just pinch it over when the hour comes, a few of us are here to keep an eye on, and we will never delay your business. "The old man who could only say what's wrong just now is like a ghost at the moment, nodding his head and mouth is sweet.

The young man at the head, who was only sixteen or seventeen years old, spoke and acted in a way that gave people the feeling of being old in an accident, he patted the old man on the shoulder and said with a smile: "I said that I was not in a hurry, but a few of them were not in a hurry, so they had to come." Haha, a few hard work. As he spoke, the young man stuffed the silver ingots into the other party's hand.

When the old men got the money, they all laughed, gave up their seats to the boys, and walked away.

The young man was not angry, and wanted to frown and say something, but he happened to meet the eyes of one of the lean young men holding a folding fan.

Hou Sheng only felt a tightness in his heart, and he felt like he was being targeted by the green wolf of the wasteland, his throat moved, and he finally didn't dare to make a sound.

But just when he felt discouraged, someone in the team behind him suddenly shouted: "A barbarian, dare to mix in here to open the pulse?"