I once heard a legend.

About the Three Immortals.

About a woman who is very powerful, very powerful, and makes those who hear her legend tremble!

Star Sword Spirit Xingzi.

It is said that three thousand years ago, she rose out of thin air on the shore of the distant East China Sea and forged a 10,000-zhang sword peak. Then, on top of the sword, like me today, she lit the Shenzhou concentric incense.

At that time, Xie Daoqing once told me, and in retrospect, it was a shocking shock. The scattering of stars covered the entire Qingyun Mountain Realm hundreds of millions of miles away, and the responses received were also hundreds of millions of dollars. In the world, all women who are independent and self-reliant have received that meteor from outside the sky.

Therefore, countless women raised their heads from the boudoir, from the hearth, from the cowpen, from the fields, from the fruit groves, from the beds, from the sludge, from the humiliation, from despair, and from the withering.

At that time, it is said that there were dozens of Yuan Shen nuns who assisted in that grand event. But at the same time, it was the collective counterattack of the male cultivators, who accounted for ninety percent of the monks in the world, who had stopped those women who had been regarded as private property by them, who could be disposed of at will, and who could live and die at will. Family face, honor, shame, interests, family, or more often the anger, anger, shame, anger that has been "stolen" from wealth, makes many things slide into the abyss with only one beginning.

At that time, it was the beginning of Lingxingzi's world-famous reputation.

She visited Youyun Mountain alone, defeated the three primordial gods of the Youyun Lu clan, narrowly escaped life, and robbed a girl.

She went to Bafang Mountain and helped Yue Huashu overthrow the brutal rule of the previous sect master, ending the reputation of the most evil sect in Bafang Mountain, and taking away many girls.

She once fought a bloody battle with the Hanhai Dragon Clan in the South China Sea, killed most of the Hanhai Dragon Clan, liberated countless demon clans in the sea, and then took away a banshee.

She roamed the continent, fighting with countless sects, fighting with countless primordial gods, and fighting for various reasons. Wherever the stars land, she will inevitably go there, and no matter whether the woman who responds to the stars is dead or alive, she will always give an explanation.

She was the most fashionable woman of that era, and she was also the most terrifying woman of that era.

has been overwhelming the East China Sea for 3,000 years, and a sword has been a fairy outside the sky.

So much so that the Three Immortals Temple on Yuzhou Island in the East China Sea has become a holy place admired by thousands of female cultivators all over the world, and it is also a reliance for countless women to live a little happier.

What I'm going to do today is to pay tribute to this great god.

I have released a total of 11,111 stars, and I will visit these 11,111 people. I believe that if I rush all the way like this, I will always be able to dig out the shadows of those twelve Xuanyuan Sword Sect's sworn enemies.

Who called these people, in fact, it is more likely that they exist in these sects?

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A small city in Hezhou, on the southeast coast of the Tang Kingdom, was originally very quiet and peaceful, with good wind and rain, but on this day, it was spoiled by a popular out-of-the-world popularity. A splash in the small town suddenly walked in the tavern and rumored that he had won the favor of the immortals outside the heavens and was going to Danfeng Mountain to practice swordsmanship, and what nonsense was Xuanyuan Shenzhou Tongxin. If you can't say it, you will be caught by the people in the yamen and hit 20 boards. When I got home, I died in less than three days.

As a result, all the people in the yamen died three days later. It is even more prolonged and overflowing, implicating three or four mountain villas around the small town into dead villages.

There are also a group of students who are still studying hard in the private school, and they are taking advantage of the teacher's absence to happily gamble on the dice, but the most wooden one was hit in the head by a meteor falling from the sky, and he jumped up to learn the sword. But as soon as he rushed out of the door, he was invited by the family of the state capital, and he was lured to join his family in every way.

Some followed, some coaxed, some ran away, some were locked up, and some were killed. But there will always be a white-clothed immortal with a flying sword, descending from the sky and giving them an explanation.

Sometimes, the problem is more complicated, because the places where the meteors fall are even more weird. Some fell into the bandits' den and fell on a certain meat ticket; some fell into the Nanhu flower boat and fell on a certain girl who washed up chores; some fell into the government prison and fell on a certain farmer who shouted grievances all day long; or they simply smashed some spiritual membranes, rushed into some paradise and hidden places, and fell on a certain person.

Some are noble, some are lowly, some are strong, some are thin, some are upright, some are crooked, some have a solid family, and some are on the verge of despair.

This time I played a bit bigger, and a lot of things I didn't expect when I started. But the results are always good.

Before and after, when I used it for more than three months, I flew back and forth more than a dozen times in the south, south, west, and northwest, killing countless mountain villas and mansions, breaking countless gangs and yamen, killing many people, and solving many, many things, but the result was always good.

At the beginning, I threw out 11,111 meteors, and in the end I got less than a thousand. The vast majority of them have been "grinded" out in the middle.

Just like the blood color in the early days of the establishment of the Three Immortals Temple. It's just that I'm already much stronger than them in this result, after all, I'm the strongest person in this small world, and they're facing the desperate world outside.

The farther I go, the more people I saved, and the more things I encountered, the calmer my heart became. I think it's time for me to think about something very serious.

What the hell am I going to do next?

After I go out, will I continue to stay in Guanshui City, stay in the Eastern Wilderness, or will I think about those things on a higher level?

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At the junction of the Tang Kingdom and the Northland, there is a series of mountains that stretch from east to west, called Jade Bone Mountain. The mountains have always been a place of great murder and a lair of evil ways, and it is true that there are many thieves wanted by the Tang State who have formed grass in the mountains, and they have plundered various trade routes across the Jade Bone Mountain, killing people and goods.

But on the south side of the mountain, where the trade roads converge, there is a huge city called Youzhou.

On this day, a young man walked into a barren mountain in the north of the city.

"Sure enough, it's here. ”

I touched my finger with a huge broken stone figure on the side of the road. Huge stone figures dozens of feet high lined up on both sides of this Shinto road in front of me, and there were as many as 300 bodies in total. But most of them have been shattered into rubble, and only a few remain.

For example, this one in front of me.

"Sword Star Feather, the sun is shining and the stars are falling, there are indeed relics of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect's swordsmanship in this world. ”

I've already chased it here, so it's boring for him to hide from the person he should be looking for.