Author: Love to Eat Morning Light Cow

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The second day after arriving in Tianhe Zhou City.

Wu Xuan and other newcomers met the former disciples, their senior brothers and sisters.

Several Jindan elders hosted a banquet for everyone on the Qingyun List.

Provide them with a place to get to know each other. Turin teaches a class every ten years, and the oldest disciple here can be traced back to twenty classes ago.

The white-haired Brother Ji Ji is still working hard to kill the river ghost.

This scene made everyone's hearts go cold.

The world is so hot and cold, if you think about it from another person's perspective, there will always be people who end up like this, and they don't feel very good.

All previous Turin Taoists have left this place long ago.

With the resources provided by the highest priority of the sect, often the ten-year period is the time to break through the golden elixir. After breaking through, you will move to other places to practice.

There is one exception.

The previous Taoist disciple Luo Feng was only at the peak of Zi Mansion due to his low-grade spiritual root talent. If he wanted to form a golden elixir, his low-grade spiritual roots were completely unqualified and he needed a lot of treasures to help him break through.

Jindan thunder tribulation is also a problem.

When a monk breaks through the golden elixir, his lifespan exceeds a thousand years, and his strength undergoes earth-shaking changes. He will encounter thunder and calamity descending from heaven and earth to prevent his breakthrough.

This is also the characteristic of the system of cultivating immortals.

After the golden elixir, every time the realm is broken, there will be stronger thunder disasters across it, which is one of the difficulties that monks must overcome in order to seek immortality.

At the banquet.

Wu Xuan successfully met Luo Feng in person. In his imagination, he should be a high-spirited young man. After all, the sect had heard a lot about him.

Although this person is not a genius in the traditional sense, he is a genius in combat.

Fighting across levels is just normal.

Has rich experience in cross-level combat.

I was a little disappointed when I saw him now. He was unshaven and had a scar across his right eye, which seemed to split his face into two halves.

This kind of scar could have been cured with scar-removing pills, but it was left on purpose.

Sitting next to the food table, Wu Xuan propped his elbows on the table, holding a spiritual fruit in his hand, making crunching sounds from time to time.

Without waiting for him to speak first.

Luo Feng took the initiative and said.

"Taozi."

"Senior Brother Luo."

"The elders called us here to tell you about their experience of surviving in the Tongtian River section. Daozi, are you willing to listen?"

"But it doesn't matter."

"Indisputable!"

Luo Feng took a sip of spiritual wine and said teasingly and self-deprecatingly.

"Especially the people from Zhengyi Holy Land, don't argue with them, even if it's a verbal quarrel, it will cause trouble for you in the rest of your life."

Wu Xuan narrowed his eyes. People who know him well know that this is what he does when he is not in a good mood.

"Senior Brother Luo has been bullied by people from the Holy Land?"

"It's more than just bullying."

Luo Feng pointed to the scars on his face and explained.

"This was left by the people from the Zhengyi Holy Land, and an inner disciple knocked me from the clouds into the abyss!"

"Ten years ago, it was the time when I became a Taoist scholar with high spirits."

"But with great power comes great responsibility."

"That day when we were killing ghosts on the Tongtian River, one of the water ghosts had Tongyou grass growing on his body. This is a fourth-grade elixir. It was originally obtained by the disciples of Turin, but the disciples of Zhengyi Holy Land coveted it and robbed it."

Luo Feng made the process very simple, but his face showed strong reluctance, which turned into dejection. This was because his spirit had been suppressed.

If the state of mind is deficient, people will be useless.

"As a Taoist disciple, I have to stand up for my disciples, so I secretly followed that man to teach him a lesson."

"Unexpectedly, I was not my opponent at all. At that time, I built one level of foundation, and that person built six levels of foundation. The gap in the early and middle stages was like a chasm, and my right eye was blinded, and all my limbs were disabled."

"If the elder hadn't come in time, I should have died."

"Daozi's resources and support allowed me to recover from all my injuries. The scars were left by me on my own initiative."

"You want revenge?"

"Don't even think about it..."

Wu Xuan was speechless and choked.

"What's your intention in telling me this?"

Luo Feng was silent for a moment.

"Taozi, don't stand up for others. This place is very chaotic. A total of nine disciples from Qingzhou, Qingzhou, and Luzhou are gathered here, and there are scattered cultivators from three states living in Tianhezhou City."

"There are many capable people..."

"Okay, stop talking."

"Just because your anger is gone, it doesn't mean that I have to live like you. Everyone has their own destiny. You should tell me what I need to do to stay here."

Luo Feng was stunned. He was acting like this at the beginning, as if he had a sense of seeing the scene reappearing.

But I was very sensible and didn’t mention it again.

"The ghosts in Tongtian River are different from ordinary ghosts. Killing them will drop a Yin Bead, also known as the [Netherworld Bead]."

"Every day or every month, it needs to be handed over to the people of Zhengyi Holy Land as proof of killing evil spirits."

“What does daily or monthly mean?”

"Starting from tomorrow, the Turin disciples will join the Zhengyi Alliance and need to accept their command and arrangements. People from the Zhengyi Holy Land will come over to direct your actions and the sections of the river you are responsible for."

"It all depends on the person's preference whether you have daily or monthly sex."

Wu Xuan frowned, not understanding.

"Then what's the significance of Jindan and Yuanying seniors coming here? They..."

"It was the Taoist Alliance who prepared for the ghost tide and forced the nine sects of the three states to send people to guard it."

"The Tongtian River usually has no waves. Once there is a surge, it means there will be a ghost tide at night, and then the Nascent Soul Ghost King will appear."

"It is said that they are the unjust souls of monks who died here in battle. There are a lot of them."

"But if you kill the Nascent Soul Ghost King, with luck, you can search a lot of information from his remnant soul."

Zhengyi Holy Land relies on this resource.

I learned a lot of secret methods from major forces, but they didn't touch the core and didn't cause dissatisfaction in other holy places.

Wu Xuan understood.

This place has become a new resource collection point. If he thought before that the people in the Holy Land regarded this place as a trouble, they were unwilling to take care of it.

But I got distracted.

The leader's task of clearing out the evil spirits is unpopular, time-consuming and less rewarding.

But the mission of coming to Tianhezhou City to guard it is a good one. If you encounter a ghost tide, you have a chance to learn some secret spells. Who wouldn't want that?

If he learns the core inheritance of other holy places, who knows if he doesn't tell...

"I understand, Senior Brother Luo, please come back."

"Daozi..."

He still wanted to say something, but saw that Wu Xuan had closed his eyes and didn't want to say anything anymore.

The next day.

There were more than 60,000 people coming from the Turin Sect alone, and there were nine sects in the three states. The number of new monks reached hundreds of thousands, causing Tianhezhou City to become crowded instantly.

A bustling scene with people coming and going.

It seemed a bit prosperous for a while.

However, Wu Xuan noticed that some disciples from immortal cultivating families at Danding Peak and Lingtian Peak disappeared inexplicably among the crowd.

Zhang Daoling walked up to Wu Xuan at this time and said.

"Everywhere there are privileged groups."

"Their family has sent benefits to the Holy Land disciples, so they don't have to take risks here."

"Lingtian Peak's disciples focus on the art of planting. How can they defeat this evil ghost in the river? It's just human nature."

Wu Xuan answered casually and didn't care about it.

He and Zhang Daoling were placed in the same team. In the same team were Wen Yanqing from Wangyue Peak and Zhuang Lei from Shaoyang Peak, both of whom were on the Qingyun Ranking.

Not weak in strength.

We are standing at the intersection of Zhoushi Street, waiting for people from the Holy Land to come.

Not long after, the Nostril Man arrived as scheduled.
Chapter completed!