Time is long, and three hundred spring and autumn are fleeting.

The area occupied by the Longxi Organization is prosperous, and in terms of mid-to-low-end combat power, the side-door cultivators are almost comparable to the bloodline cultivators, especially in the Western Dynasty of the Yanhuang Kingdom, the number of middle-to-low-end side-door cultivators far exceeds the bloodline cultivators. The big and small forces here, almost all of them are staunch supporters of the Longxi Organization, and a large number of side cultivators are even die-hard fans of Xingluo.

However, the areas occupied by the three major powers were in a depression and the economy was sluggish. Within three hundred years, a large number of new forces secretly went to the occupied areas of the Longxi Organization to pursue their dreams and pursue equal rights.

Jinlong Pavilion, an industry under the name of Han Feng, has spread all over the southern region after three hundred years of development, and has been operating steadily. Originally, after the buffet was hot, many people rushed to imitate it, but because the Golden Dragon Pavilion can always launch new projects, plus the Golden Dragon Pavilion is the first self-service tavern, after the popularity, with the help of Tianji Pavilion, the reputation will spread throughout the continent, and it has become the originator of the self-help industry, so the impact is not great, coupled with the matchmaking by the lord of Han City, the three major families in the Southern Regions successfully held the shares of the Golden Dragon Pavilion and escorted the Golden Dragon Pavilion.

Therefore, even if the Golden Dragon Pavilion insisted on steady development, it still spread all over the cities in the Southern Regions in a hundred years, but in the middle of a period of time, a major event happened in the mortal world of the spiritual cultivation world, and Han Feng had no choice but to stay in the spiritual world and let his two wives manage it on his behalf.

After receiving the management rights, Red Sleeves and Qin Angel found that other regions already had their own buffet brands, so they simply stopped expanding and concentrated on optimizing their own structure. After nearly 200 years of hard work, we have firmly grasped the southern market, with a market share of 30%, and the new dishes launched have been imitated by other self-service hotels.

The Holy Wind Mercenary Regiment, which completed its own structural adjustment three hundred years ago, has completely stabilized at the seventh-level mercenary group and has become a powerful existence among the seventh-level mercenary groups, but it cannot be promoted to the eighth-level mercenary group.

The high welfare policy insisted on by the stars made the Holy Wind Mercenary Group unified, but it also limited the chances of the Holy Wind Mercenary Group to advance again. The high welfare policy means that the income of the mercenary group itself has decreased, and naturally there is no huge inventory of spirit stones to support the mercenary group's promotion.

Among the Holy Wind Mercenary Groups, the one with the best benefits is the Holy Wind Academy. Two people with the same strength can get an extra thirty percent of their salary in the Holy Wind Academy, and they can arrange their time freely to a certain extent. Therefore, many people in the Holy Wind Mercenary Group want to be transferred to the Holy Wind Academy to become a teacher, even the lowest assistant. But there is no special skill that will not be considered at all, even if there is a special skill, if it is not very prominent, it is difficult to enter.

But that doesn't mean there aren't any chances, if someone can come up with a new invention that can be mass-produced, they can get an exceptional admission qualification.

In this atmosphere of support and yearning of the whole regiment, the Holy Wind Academy has thousands of inventions, of which 97 are popular inventions, and 10 inventions have been purchased by the military. For this reason, three tens of millions of elders have been directly created, namely Shiye, Yao Lao, and Needle Embroidery Niang.

The three of them were already worth more than 10 million high-grade spirit stones, and they were even richer than Xingchen for a while, but they quickly reduced their worth to the million level, and purchased anti-heaven elixirs, spiritual materials, and equipment, pushing their own strength to the saint-level level, and their combat power was comparable to the middle stage of the ordinary saint-level.

Many sects in the Southern Regions threw olive branches to them, but none of them left the Holy Wind Academy. After all, they have enough authority and freedom in the Holy Wind Academy, and even the Holy Wind Mercenary Regiment. Here they are free to invent, after all, any invention has an expiration date, unless the deadline is extended by continuing to optimize the introduction of a new version.

It is not possible to have this kind of academic atmosphere anywhere else, and once you lose the possession of the invention, you lose the value directly.

One day, a young man with a ragged arm and a broken arm walked slowly through the mountains, and he was soon blocked in his way, and in front of him sat a tower, with a tall wall of twenty-five miles on the left and right.

The young man came to the city gate and shouted, "Open the door." ”

The little soldier on the tower of the city poked out his head and shouted, "Someone who comes to report the name, and the idle people are not allowed to approach." ”

There was a detached light in the young man's eyes, but his body had no strength, and his strong consciousness finally couldn't support it, "Finally back." As soon as he finished speaking, the young man fell to the ground, unconscious.

The soldier glanced at it, quickly walked into the city tower, and after a while, the carving above the city gate, the huge single eye shot out a blue scanning light, and after scanning three times, the blue scanning light disappeared. After a while, the city gate was wide open, and two small soldiers ran out of the city gate, and the people were helped up, and when they saw their faces, they showed a surprised expression, "It's the regiment commander, call people quickly." ”

For a while, the soldiers of the entire city tower hurriedly started to operate, and sent the unconscious young man to the Holy Wind Academy to hand over to Yao Lao.

Three days later, in a quaint bedroom, the unconscious young man finally woke up, and by this time his description had been freshened up, showing his original style, it was Xingchen himself.

He kept his head down, his head recalling the experience of the past three hundred years.

In the past three hundred years, Xingchen has begun to sit up and shake his hands again, traveling around the entire continent, learning from Xingluo's deeds back then, challenging masters everywhere, constantly improving his combat ability, and his realm has improved rapidly.

About a hundred years ago, his sword path had finally been raised to the Saint-level Consummation level, and he was completely able to control the power of the four bloodlines that had also reached the Saint-level Consummation. But he lacked something, something that would make him a demigod.

Eventually, eighty years wore out of Xingchen's patience, and he embarked on a journey to the Elven Ancient Kingdom, and successfully landed on the land of the Elven Ancient Kingdom in the name of escorting Evelyn and other elves. After ten years of lurking and transfiguration, he finally gained a new identity, a wandering elf swordsman, and learned the whereabouts of Blooddance. He went through many trials and finally obtained an entry quota to a secret realm, and Blood Dance was in that secret realm.

Unfortunately, before entering the secret realm, he was identified by a powerful elven priest and mistaken for a Terran spy, and was attacked by a curse. In order to escape, he fought hundreds of battles, large and small, and was eventually mortally wounded and surrounded by an elven army in a valley.

His original powerful recovery ability was suppressed by the curse, and he fell into battle all the time, and finally fell into a coma. When he woke up, he found that he was already in the mountains somewhere in the Southern Regions, his right hand had disappeared, and he had lost a precious ring, as well as all the spirit stones, pills, most of the spiritual materials, and equipment.

He didn't feel sorry for these losses, because he knew that they were the ones who saved his life. Someone must have taken off his right hand and ring as proof of kill. As for who it is, Xingchen knows it in his heart.

The curse aggravated the wound, almost making Xingchen an ordinary person, and he wanted to directly find a city to contact the Holy Wind Mercenary Regiment, but there was always a reason why he couldn't enter the city.

Or robbers blocking the road, or a bloodline beast race wandering in the way, or the defenders at the city gates driving away. He could only take one step at a time, crossing a distance of hundreds of millions of miles back to Fusu City.

This experience calmed the frustration in Xingchen's heart, the recklessness of rushing to rescue Blood Dance, and the distractions in his heart. The almost endless hike allowed the stars to deliberately influence the power of the heavens and the earth around them with a simple thought.

When he arrived at the territory of the Holy Wind Mercenary Regiment, his cultivation was finally completed, and his soul took the initiative to get rid of the curse, which also consumed a lot of energy and was forced to fall into a coma again.

Thinking of this in his mind, Xingchen raised his head and slowly got up, his disappeared right hand quickly recovered, and the momentum on his body continued to rise. A breath belonging to the gods appeared and gradually intensified, and a golden cloud with a radius of a hundred miles appeared in the sky, and a golden light was born from the cloud, and the whole person of the star was enveloped in it.

This golden light is the light of the Great Dao, which belongs to the power of heaven and earth, protecting those who advance from outside interference.

The sword soul of the stars gradually turned golden because of the light of this avenue, and manifested in the sea of consciousness.

When the entire sword soul turned completely golden, it suddenly exploded and turned into thousands of points of light, quickly merging into the sea of consciousness, and mysterious beings like living beings began to be born and were active in the new sea of consciousness.

At this point, Xingchen shouted, "The sword soul is transformed into a boundary, and the sword world is formed." "The voice is loud and resounding through the world. The light of the avenue also disappeared in the sound here, and the golden auspicious clouds of a hundred miles dissipated with it.

But the people of Fusu City, and even those in the neighboring cities, knew one thing, a new demigod was born.

But they were only surprised, and only the people of the Holy Wind Mercenary Regiment were surprised and delighted, because they knew that this demigod was a member of their Holy Wind Mercenary Regiment. From now on, their Windwind Mercenary Regiment will be even stronger.

Later, a news spread rapidly among the Holy Wind Mercenary Regiment, and the powerhouse who had been promoted to demigod was none other than their leader, Lu Xingchen. For this reason, many high-level leaders unanimously decided to have a three-day banquet for the whole group to celebrate the head of the regiment.

During the three days, the entire Shengfeng mercenary group was full of joy, but there was still a cloud of sadness in Xingchen's heart. He had secretly made the decision to go to the Elven Ancient Kingdom again. But even though he is already a strong man in his own right, he still doesn't have much confidence in his heart.

On the day of the banquet, a shadow in Tsing Yi appeared on the balcony of Xingchen's bedroom, she entered the bedroom as if she had entered her own home, and looked at Xingchen sitting cross-legged on the luxurious red bed, just when she wanted to release her seclusion, the other party suddenly opened her eyes. She looked surprised at the star's eyes.

And Xingchen said indifferently: "Concubine Ming, thank you for always being by my side." ”

That Tsing Yi Qianying was none other than Concubine Ji Ming, a powerful holy flame envoy, a powerful existence that had been promoted to a demigod earlier than Xingchen, and she said softly, "You know everything?"

Xingchen nodded, "I used to have this idea, but I was just a nobody, and I didn't think much about it, but the experience of the last seven or eight years was too abnormal, so I recalled this thought." ”

Concubine Ji Ming sighed lightly, "Alas, since you know, then you should know what I'm doing here?"

Xingchen stood up, "Naturally. Lead the way!"