In a small wine shop in Ping An City, a group of monks were sitting under the wine shop tent, drinking and talking.

The topic of recent talk is naturally the latest Qianyuan Realm list. The specialness of this list is simply to slap and humiliate the older elders. As for the old guys who are about to be buried

They even pressed them to the ground and rubbed them, wishing they could find a coffin to bury themselves.

All of them are only in their twenties or thirties, but their strength is astonishingly strong. Even a group of old bastards who once dominated the list have been squeezed down.

Among this group of young geniuses, Chen Daoxuan is undoubtedly the most popular.

As for the talented little Taoist priest who was only in the Tengyun realm a few years ago, I thought that no matter how talented he was, he would have to stop at the Huiyang realm in recent years. As a result, this guy had already become a Qian before he knew it.

Yuanjing, and continued to improve, dominating the list in one fell swoop.

The other person is the female disciple Xueyin of the Qingying Sect. The Qingying Sect has also heard about it. It is just a sect with a little strength in Xuanling. Compared with the big sects above, the gap is still too big.

It's so big that it can't even be ranked among the four major sects in Xuanling.

But it happened that such a small sect had a twenty-year-old Qianyuan Realm genius. If I remember correctly, he was probably the earliest monk in history to reach the Qianyuan Realm.

Already.

So as soon as the list came out, some people immediately started joking, asking whether the master of the Qingying Sect and the Taishang Elder had the Qianyuan realm, wouldn't he be inferior to a young female disciple in his hands?

The guests at the table were drinking and talking among themselves.

One person said: "On this list, four of them are from Tang Dynasty, and their rankings are not low. Three are from Xuanling, and three are from Beiyan. It is really a fierce battle among young people.

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Another person immediately answered: "It seems that we, Beiyan, are at a disadvantage. Chen Daoxuan covers the top of Xuanling, and Xueyin covers the bottom, connecting the top and bottom. On the contrary, we, Beiyan, are stuck in the middle, which looks nondescript."

Another man said: "Don't say that, Xuanling will not be our opponent in Beiyan."

Among the three major kingdoms, Xuanling is undoubtedly the least respected. He is from a barbarian background and has no manners at all. It is boring to look at. Only a few sects such as Qingcheng Mountain are highly regarded. Others? Count on it.

Alright.

As for the Tang Dynasty, it had a vast land, abundant resources, and abundant talents, and this scene was quite bearable.

The first person said: "Actually, although Xuanling is savage, I have to admit that he is still quite good at fighting."

Only then did everyone remember that there was another member of the Xuanling Army on the list, Wu Lou.

To be able to train such a capable person in the midst of marching and fighting is a talent that should not be underestimated.

Perhaps in the future he will be a feared military killer, just like his master.

On the other side of the table, Su Xin wore a bamboo hat on his head, placed the sword in his hand on the table, drank quietly, and quietly listened to some conversations about the people around him.

It has to be said that at entertainment venues such as wine tables and brothels, gossip is the most common. Maybe most of it is very absurd, but it is still good to hear it occasionally, and just treat it as a side dish.

Fu Xin sighed slightly and said to himself: "Today's young people really don't give any face to the old seniors like them. Are these monks now worth nothing?"

In his time, those who were in the Qianyuan realm before the age of fifty were extremely terrifying cultivation geniuses who were admired by thousands of people. However, he thought that his talent was already extremely high, which was only one hundred and ten.

He barely reached the Qianyuan realm at the age of three, and now he is already over 5,000 years old.

These young juniors, not to mention their age, are particularly good at fighting. Such a group of people really brings shame to their elders!

At this time, a shirtless man sat across from the table and said with a hearty smile: "You guys are hiding here and drinking alone?"

He glanced at the small wine glass in Su Xin's hand and said with great disgust: "What kind of thing is this, just drinking this thing? Did your kid get looted during the war? I really can't stand it anymore!"

As he spoke, he raised his thick, bare arms and shouted, "Waiter, bring me ten jars of good wine for this table!"

In the wine shop, a response came from a distance, "Well done, sir!"

When the drinks were served, the shirtless man slapped the mud seal hard, raised his head and swallowed, the jar of wine instantly reached the bottom, and the others were stunned to see it!

The shirtless man raised his arms, wiped the corners of his mouth carelessly, pushed over a puddle of drinks, and said, "Come on! I'm sorry if I don't want you, brother!"

Fu Xin was a little speechless. He originally came here to kill time casually, but he didn't expect someone to come and get close to him. But even though he said he wanted to refuse with the wine in front of him, his body still didn't allow it.

He also took a gulp of wine, but then asked: "Do we know each other?"

The shirtless man's action of swallowing wine suddenly stopped. He narrowed his eyes slightly and was silent for a long time. Finally, he asked doubtfully: "You don't know me?"

Buxin nodded blankly and seriously.

The shirtless man suddenly became furious, "Grandma, you're still hanging around in the world. Go back and feed yourself. You don't even know me. You're messing around in the world for nothing!"

Fu Xin looked confused. He really didn't know the guy in front of him, but he seemed to be at a high level.

The shirtless man said carelessly: "Listen up, I am Zong Chong, the master of the Shanhai Sect!"

As soon as these words came out, not only did Bie Xin perk up, but even the monks drinking around him couldn't help but take a second look, but everyone here did not act rashly.

This is the sect leader of the Shanhai Sect. Among the sects of Beiyan, the Taihui Sword Sect and the Shanhai Sect are all well-known large sects. Their importance can be said to be as important as that of the Xuantian Sect in the Tang Dynasty.

Zong Chong, the leader of the Shanhai Sect, is also a famous monk in the world. He has been in the phaseless realm for six thousand years and has become stronger with age. Now he is very old, but he does not look at all depressed.

He has the feeling of a young and strong man, obviously still at his peak.

Although I really want to cling to this famous guy, but for these people on the top of the mountain, all of whom have weird personalities, who dares to casually go up and strike up a conversation? If you are not careful, you may end up with a face full of dust, but leave a lot behind.

Trouble.

Fu Xin relaxed his mood, continued to drink a glass of wine, and asked: "Do you want to see me for anything?"

Of course he had heard of Zong Chong, but it didn't make him feel any different. After all, the two were of the same level, and when it came to fighting, he had never defeated anyone in his same level.

Zong Chong nodded and said: "Okay! As expected, he is the person I chose. He speaks frankly and I like him!"

Martial arts practitioners have always been outspoken, and Zong Chong is known as a straightforward person. For Fu Xin's straight-to-the-point approach, he has a good impression of him.

What he hates most in his life is talking to those old guys who are in the officialdom or from the major sects. They are confusing each and every one of them. Things that are obviously very simple must be said to be extremely mysterious, and even more so. What's more, you have to make your own guesses. It's disgusting to think about.

Damn, let's talk about things. If you come here to waste my time, don't you just disgust me? If I hadn't endured it, I would have punched you to death, you idiot.

But next, Zong Chong's words became much more subtle. He looked around and said in his heart: "I hope you can take care of my silly disciple on the battlefield."

Fu Xin glanced at him and said, "You want to trouble me with this kind of thing?"

He was really speechless. Zong Chong himself was a monk in the formless realm, but he wanted to trouble him to help. What kind of thing was this?

Although it is very simple to protect a Qianyuan realm, it is inevitable that you have to tie your hands and feet and look uncomfortable.

If you give this junior a cold start, he really can't do such a thing.

Zong Chong sighed and said: "There is nothing I can do about it. If I take action, my disciple will hate me for the rest of his life, and it will not do him any good."

The rules of heaven and earth in the north have been disrupted. Now everyone has a chance to compete for the destiny of heaven and earth. This is also the main reason why the big sects are willing to send their own disciples.

Zong Chong and Man Xi were both martial artists. Compared with Fu Xin's sword, if Zong Chong had punched to save him, he would have personally destroyed Man Xi's path.

At his level, his attacks would inevitably stir up the heavens and the earth, and the martial fortune that originally belonged to Barbarian Breath might be taken away by him.

This is why he chose Ping'an City, where there are the fewest martial artists and the least impact on his disciples.

But Binding Xin is different. He is a sword cultivator, and using the sword will not affect these things at all, so he thought of Binding Xin to help take care of Yi Er.

After all, the Barbarian Breath in the Qianyuan Realm is different from before. The Hai Clan will definitely use all their strength to deal with him. If there is an accident, there is no way to say that the Soul Lantern will be reborn at that time.

Even if Zong Chong begged again, Fu Xin would still refuse immediately, "I can't do such a thing, and I won't do it. It's meaningless."

These guys really think this is some kind of entertainment place, and they still think about martial arts rather than martial arts during the war. It's really disgusting.

Among the monks who came from outside, some of them were protected by others. Who didn’t come here to kill the enemy? Why did it happen that these sects on the mountain asked for this and that? Why, the lives of your disciples are precious. One point, other people’s lives don’t matter anymore?

Zong Chong also knew what Bin Xin was thinking. He sighed and said, "Forget it, I won't force you."

He had no intention of being able to agree to it, and it was just a matter of luck.

Zong Chong took a sip of wine, and Fu Xin asked inexplicably: "Will you take action in this war?"

Now that Fu Xin had seen through his thoughts, Zong Chong had nothing to hide. He said, "I won't do it unless it's absolutely necessary."

Fu Xin curled up his lips, looking down on the man in front of him even more.

I don't know how many of the ten people came here with such thoughts. He shook his head, looking a little lonely.

Everyone is doing it for their own cultivation and interests, without thinking about the overall situation of the world, which is really chilling.

Logically speaking, the elders like them take action, but when it comes to competing with the younger generation, most of the elders will not take action if they can.

The above even means that the war has not reached the point of death, so let these juniors train on the battlefield. This is also a rare opportunity for them to train and opportunity.

But even so, Bin Xin doesn't think that these guys can easily enter the phaseless realm. You have to know that he has been there and knows how troublesome the phaseless realm is. He is only more than 5,000 years old, and he has been in the phaseless realm for more than 3,000 years.

Stuck between the Qianyuan Realm and the Phaseless Realm.

According to his rough estimate, there will be no more than three out of ten people who can take advantage of this opportunity and soar into the sky, so the competition pressure is still very high.

In his opinion, among the ten people, any monk who does not have the belief that he must die and is not willing to live and die with the North is not qualified to enter the formless realm, otherwise he will be another greedy and selfish person.

Just people from the mountains.

At this time, on the street outside the wine shop, Zhang Yuanyi and a gun flew past quickly, with a hurried expression. A disciple from Chaohu Academy behind him shouted: "Sir! Slow down, those group of sea tribesmen

You can’t escape, we have people who are responsible for secretly monitoring and tracking you!”

But Zhang Yuanyi didn't listen to this, he just accelerated his speed, called the people in the military camp, and rushed to the endless sea!
Chapter completed!