"This is Senior Brother Wen of Liuyun Peak. ”

"This is Senior Sister Mo of Nanyun Peak. ”

"This is Qi Yunfeng's Senior Brother Zhang. ”

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"This is Senior Brother Chen Guanshui of Lian Yunfeng, everyone is close. ”

There are a total of twenty-four people, all of whom are from the peaks with the word "cloud" in the eastern peaks of Qingyun Mountain. Even the current cloud city has a name of "Xiuyun Peak".

I laughed.

For the sect system in this cultivation world, I am no longer confused when I first crossed over. A large number of books have been collected, many history books and biographies have been read, although the high-ranking monks have always monopolized knowledge and real history, and what they have released to the low-level secular mortals to understand are all strange legends, but I still distinguish a lot of things with the help of the golden finger.

I'm in a vast flat world. The core of this world is Qingyun Mountain, and Qingyun Mountain retains the five Dao Ancestors who appeared in this world, so the name of this world is naturally "Qingyun Realm". But there are more than just traces of those five Dao Ancestors in the Qingyun Realm. The so-called three thousand avenues, the number of Hengsha River, the starry sky, the hidden Taoist ancestors, gods and demons, immortals and Buddhas, no one knows the specific number. What can only be determined is that there must be one or an unknown number of eternal beings behind the door-to-door ones in this world that have survived from the founding era of 100,000 years ago to the present.

Then, if I compare the largest gate of Qingyun Mountain to the United States of America in the world where I once was, then I can also compare the Xiuzhen Gate Valve supported by the Genshin Shinyi God Monarch to those political families hidden above the clouds, controlling the entire country through external things such as the Senate, ministers, representatives, governors, generals, etc., and dividing the country into layers of worlds.

So what is Lianyun Peak where I am?

I've also come up with a metaphor for it, probably something like my hometown of Mendocino County, California. A Jindan Zhenren who is powerful to us, but can only be regarded as an ordinary Jindan Zhenren for the entire Xiuzhen world, Xie Daoqing, controls a loose federation similar to the newly opened territory of the frontier and the Warring States of Japan.

Lianyun Peak was established fifty years ago, and all the mountains in the entire area actually did not exist three hundred years ago. Even in the mountain city of the Chen family, where I was born, all the people were transported from far away to the west by the monks as slaves a hundred and fifty years ago on a flying cloud ship.

For the clansmen in the mountain city of the Chen family, the vast history, the difficult exploration, the bitter war, the tenacious survival, the heroic history of many family predecessors, the annexation wars of many feudal states, the fighting methods and swords of many monks, and the words densely painted all over the sky and all the history books, in the high-ranking monks, are actually just a simple sentence.

"Three hundred years ago, under the command of Du You Yuanshen Zhenyi of Shangyang Palace, seven Yuanying and one hundred and eight disciples opened up the Great Demon Ze of the Eastern Wilderness, gaining 100,000 miles of land, 63 peaks, and 70 million immigrants. ”

It's as simple as that.

We even have all the twenty-four peaks with the word "cloud" around Yun Peak, which is actually very simple at all. Because these twenty-four Jindan Zhenren are all the apprentices of the three Yuanying Zhenjun with the word "cloud" in the Dao number below Du You Yuanshen Zhenyi, but later they had different opportunities, different origins, different interests, and different Taoism, so they were scattered, and even had big or small grievances with each other.

It's just that the most fundamental source, Shangyang Palace Du You Yuan Shen Zhenyi, is still there, and the three Yuan Ying Ancestors above are also still there, so the struggle between them has to be hidden, and some very vain things are used to compete indirectly.

For example, let's concentrate on a large project for those of us who are in the third generation of Qi cultivation period, and do it without knowing what we can't explain. See who gets the most, see who survives the strongest, and see who has cultivated the bravest.

I couldn't help but sigh.

Last year, I had just ascended Lianyun Peak, and when I was combing through the historical context of Lianyun Peak, I found something wrong from the large number of Qi cultivation stage disciples who had died unexpectedly in the previous fifty years. Even if the relevant materials have basically been deleted, even the master and uncle are silent, and even the records of those heroic predecessors cannot be found in the library, only some unified words and similar heroic stories. But who can hide it?

Whatever exists will inevitably leave traces in time. Therefore, those deliberately covered up histories are like the fog of war that has been uncovered in my golden finger space, and they clearly appear in this world again, showing me a bloody story that is completely different from the written Qingxiu swordsman's wandering world.

Since the start of the pioneering process three hundred years ago, there have been a total of eleven major operations to gather Qi cultivators, and the mortality rate is as high as ninety percent, except for a few "seeds" that have survived. Then some of the fluctuations of interests hidden under the surface of the water, the movement of the boundary line, the division of the mine's spiritual veins, and some special things happening, all happened after these big actions, and those "winning" peaks are faintly corresponding.

It seems that the "seeds" who later became foundation building monks have gained great opportunities, great benefits, and great breakthroughs in their training, and then they have become the myths propagated in the secular mortal realms below, and have become the dream goals of batches of newborn secular mortal spiritual root cultivators, and have become the direction that we, the little qi cultivators, are looking forward to. But ah, the truth is always a little cold.

I looked at these young men and women who were proud, expectant, attentive, or suspicious in front of me, hiding the truth in the bottom of my heart, smiling at the corners of my mouth, and doing things like little peacocks like a genius and famous fourteen-year-old boy. I am very knowledgeable, and I am also very easy to answer the difficult topics of several brothers and sisters around me, I am very pursuing, and I comment on some things that happen around the peaks on the spot, I am very thoughtful, and vaguely judge a few new customers and send them an invitation to trade. I was like a fish in water, and I quickly got mixed up with them.

In a place I don't know, on the platform in front of Cloud City, a group of people are also watching us from the water mirror.

"This is the person you Lian Yunfeng is going to send out this time?hehe, you don't have any cultivation, and you're still so sassy, aren't you afraid to fold it in this time?" a hunchbacked old woman hidden in a deep black robe laughed dryly in a bug-like voice.

"Senior Sister Lu of Yan Yunfeng, what you did forty years ago, it seems that you don't have a memory?" It was my cheap master Xie Kang, who went over-for-tat, "This little guy is our stator for Lian Yunfeng this time." Remember, stator, nothing else. Except for him, I won't feel sorry if you break any of the people below, but he, if you dare to move again, I will see if you can escape from my master's sword again. ”

A flash of light erupted in the old woman's eyes, and she chattered and chuckled: "Why are you Lian Yunfeng, this time there are going to be moths again?

"Shut up!"

But he was waved and gagged by Bai Yunying in front of him.

Bai Yunying Zhenren frowned now, it was not me who was looking at me, but Lin Shijiu, who jumped out unexpectedly.

To be precise, she was staring at the little red sword on her back.

Why is it here?

To be precise, that Lin Beihe, that scourge, why is she here?