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Chapter 20: The Celestial Omen

Twilight City.

The border city of the Heavenly Pivot Kingdom.

Unlike the remote, sparsely populated town of Polar Night, Dusk City is densely populated with a radius of thousands of miles. Because of the fact that for some reason in this world, day and night never alternate, so on the horizon east of Dusk City, there will always be a round of remnant sun hanging in the sky, and the bloody dusk has attracted many literati and ink writers to come here to enjoy the scenery and splash ink, and many popular poems have been circulated:

There are beautiful scenery on the sand: the tide falls in the twilight, and the moonlight covers the sand and the autumn snow is clear.

There are those who write about the dusk on the moon: the shadow is sparse and the water is shallow, and the dark fragrance floats in the dusk of the moon.

There is a sad way to write about spring: the falling flowers are lonely and the rain is dusk, and there is no one in the deep courtyard to lean on the door.

There is a nostalgia for the autumn wind: the ancient acacia smoke is thin and the crow is sad at night, and the royal ditch stands alone at dusk.

There are also those who write about lover's dates: the willow tops on the moon, and the people are about after dusk.

Of course, the most famous is the widely circulated sentence:

The sunset is infinitely good, just near dusk.

Although the poem is beautiful and far-reaching, it is very inappropriate to describe the "city of twilight", because the half-round sunset in the sky east of the "city of twilight" has never set for thousands of years.

It is the circulation of these beautiful poems, coupled with the simplicity of the local folk customs, and the endless stream of tourists who come to watch, the various businesses in the city have also become prosperous, and you can see vendors selling all kinds of goods everywhere, and Dusk City has become one of the largest floating population among the several major cities of Tianshu Country, even compared with the majestic and mighty capital of Tianshu Kingdom, it is not a little lost.

Originally, in this town with a huge population flow, it was not uncommon for the inn to be overcrowded, but recently most of the people staying in the inn were cultivators, mixed with dragons and snakes, each carrying magic weapons and sharp weapons, and from time to time they exchanged ideas with each other, bringing freshness to the local residents who were accustomed to seeing the gentlemen and gentlemen.

Whenever they encounter monks who are fighting with each other, tourists and residents will watch from afar, and they will talk about it in twos and threes, and the interest is quite high. The only one who was crying was the innkeeper, who was afraid of smashing the things in the store, but because he was afraid of the power of the monks to destroy the world, he had to look at the excitement with a sad face, and silently prayed for God's blessing in his heart.

Perhaps the scenery on the horizon of the sky has been too strange these days, and the people of the real Dusk City are panicking, even those monks flying around in the sky are frowning every time they look up at the sky. Because the sunset in recent days seems to be able to drip blood, faintly with a hint of hideousness, looking from a distance, it looks like a bloodthirsty mouth, and it will eat the dim half of the sunset at any time.

Under such a strange spectacle, people were already panicking, and when they met two inseparable cultivators, Boss Wang of the Fuquan Inn had the heart to die.

In the past, there would be some cultivators who disagreed with each other and made noise in the inn, but today, it is rare to be calm.

Boss Wang of Fuquan Inn made a pot of black tea, lay on the rocking chair in the small courtyard, sipping the fragrant tea in the purple clay pot, and swayed the rocking chair to close his eyes and recuperate.

The half-round sunset on the eastern horizon scattered a warm red light, covering Boss Wang's old face, and he would bathe himself in the warm light of dusk at this time every day, and he had maintained this habit for many years.

Suddenly, Boss Wang felt that the warm sunlight shining on his cheeks was gone, and even his closed eyes felt that his front was suddenly a lot darker, Boss Wang was puzzled, opened his eyes, and found that he was already in a shadow, the warm sunlight was blocked by the pavilion of the inn, Boss Wang took a few steps back, looked over the pavilion, and looked at the waning sun on the edge of the sky.

After staring at it for a long time, Boss Wang frowned suspiciously, for a moment, he actually felt that the remnant sun that had hung in the sky for thousands of years had fallen a little.

Boss Wang shook his head self-deprecatingly, how could this be possible, he had lived in Dusk City for decades, and he had never seen this half of the remnant sun set, even if it was a strange story in the alleys that had been passed down from generation to generation, he had never mentioned such a ridiculous statement.

Suddenly, there was an exclamation from outside the inn, which made people's hearts tingle, and Boss Wang hurriedly ran out of the courtyard door, but saw the pedestrians of the entire street, all looking up at the sky with frightened faces. Boss Wang also slowly turned his head and looked at the sky.

The half-round remnant sun that had hung in the eastern sky for thousands of years really fell a little towards the sky, and even the place that was originally illuminated by the remnant sun became dim.

The whole street became in turmoil, and countless cultivators rushed up to the sky, as if they wanted to go to the heavens to investigate carefully, and these visions that had not appeared for thousands of years brought them not shock, but fear.

Sheltered Mountain.

A stone house halfway up the mountain.

The corners of He Guiyi's mouth, whose face was even more haggard, were slightly upturned, and he looked at Wan Cangtian who was leaning against the stone gate, with gray hair and an ugly face.

"I didn't expect that it would be you who sent me on my last ride, hehe......"

Wan Cangtian narrowed his eyes, his face was full of mockery, and said: "The old man didn't expect that the mad god who was so powerful back then would die before the old man, or die under his own 'Thunder Sword'......"

He Guiyi's face suddenly changed, half loud, and suddenly laughed wildly: "Hahahaha...... You kid, two hundred years ago, you still speak so politely. He paused, then changed his mind and said, "Is there any wine?"

A trace of anger rose on Wan Cangtian's face, and it was fleeting, and then he took out a pair of delicate wine glasses from his arms, walked to the stone table, and sat down. I didn't see any movement from him, and as soon as his right hand bent, the two wine glasses were filled with clear and translucent wine, exuding a faint aroma of wine.

"What a supernatural power!" He Guiyi's eyes lit up, and he sighed: "Look at your empty hand pouring wine, I'm afraid that your 'Sparse Shadow Decision' has broken through the realm of 'Condensing' and reached the 'Void'!"

Wan Cangtian snorted coldly, as if he was disdainful, and said: "What can you do if you break through the 'Condensation', it's just a way to hide and escape, where to rush to the 'Wild Thunder Decision' of the Nine Heavens Divine Power." ”

He Guiyi ignored the sarcasm in his words, took a sip of the wine glass, and sighed: "Good wine!"

The corners of Wan Cangtian's mouth curled slightly, his eyes looked out of the window, and he landed on the arrow standing on the stone steps in the distance, and suddenly said, "You robbed my apprentice?"

He Guiyi smiled and said: "You don't plan to teach him, and you still treat him as your apprentice? Although this son is not very understanding, he must be diligent and hardworking, since you are not willing to teach him, it is better to be a favor and let him inherit my mantle." ”

Wan Cangtian smiled coldly and said, "You are a dying person, what's the use of me being a favor to you?" After a slight pause, Wan Cangtian suddenly smiled and said: "Anyway, the old man has already wished, and he has no intention of caring about other things, since you have been teaching him for several months, the old man is not easy to care, after all, after the death of the mad god, you can't even have an heir......"

He Guiyi sipped the wine carefully, his eyes fell on Ling Jian outside the window, and said: "This son has a tough temperament, and in just a few months, he has cultivated to a large extent, but I am afraid that none of your disciples can do it." ”、

Wan Cangtian snorted coldly, as if he was disdainful, and said: "Most of the old man's disciples are the sons of wealthy merchants, and they have no talent and no patience, if your apprentice is not even as good as them, wouldn't you, the master, be a failure? Besides, the kid who cultivated the "Soul Ancient Array" is afraid that his current cultivation is much higher than that of your apprentice!"

He Guiyi didn't defend himself, he just looked at the young man outside the window, his eyes full of love.

Suddenly, Ling's expression became nervous, as he stood on the stone path, staring closely at the eastern sky.

He Guiyi followed Ling Jian's gaze, and his body was also shocked, first frowning, and then laughing wildly.

"Finally changed! Finally changed......! Ahem......"

He Guiyi laughed wildly, the wound vibrated and kept coughing and wheezing.

Wan Cangtian hurriedly floated outside the door, looked at the sky in the east, suddenly his face changed greatly, stared at the half of the sunset in the sky for a long time, and said in a deep voice: "The sky is here!"

The half-round sunset in the eastern sky clearly set downward.

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