A door was opened in the sea of ​​swords thousands of meters below.

Some monks who have been caring about it carefully counted and calculated the day today.

So I didn't go out.

Now Chen Xia's name has been completely demonized, and is even more terrifying than the bloodthirsty monster. She is like a bad thing.

And he can really tell the bad things he did.

The smaller one is to beat the Emperor Miaozi of the same generation, which is said to have caused psychological shadows on the imperial capital and Qiu Li.

I don't know how big the shadow area is.

There are also older ones. It is said that all the reserve disciples and young elders were charged protection fees at that time, and they would beat anyone who didn’t give it to him.

This led to almost every disciple in the reserve area giving Chen Xia money.

Good guy, everyone else is here to practice, Chen Xia is here to rob!

And even more serious crimes are said to have borrowed 300,000 spirit stones from various people from the Cangtian Sword Sea in the name of borrowing.

It sounds like borrowing, but if anyone dares not borrowing, Chen Xia threatens to use the flying sword, and after getting the money, he leaves the flying sword next to the creditor.

If anyone dares to ask for repayment of money in the future, Fei Jian will click and take off his head.

Tsk tsk.

What a domineering method.

This is not the biggest bad thing. The biggest thing has caused Chen Xia to be in prison for five hundred years.

All the old figures in Cangtian Jianhai know about this.

He took off Qiong Qi's head.

It is said that Qiong Qi only provoked for a few words at that time, and Chen Xia held a grudge, snatched 300,000 spirit stones, and bought Qiong Qi's head in the name of forced buying and selling.

This is a nicer statement, and there are also bad statements.

It is to kill a precious dog casually and then give compensation.

It has only been less than four hundred years since Chen Xia entered the school.

But bullying the weak, illegally raising funds, robbing and coercing, and wanton killing, all these bad things have been done.

I should have the last word of viciousness.

When everyone thought of Chen Xia coming from a remote area, they couldn't help but sigh that the poor mountains and rivers were out of troubled people.

This is also the reason why the cultivator of Cangtian Sword Sea dare not talk about Chen Xia today. Qiong Qi was removed from his head just after a few provocations.

Those who are far inferior to Qiong Qi, would be in trouble if Chen Xia’s head was removed because of talking about Chen Xia.

Now this evil man in heaven is released from prison.

Old monks usually don’t go out these two or three days. What if Chen Xia is targeted and you are unhappy and want to remove one of your arms?

Five hundred years ago, Chen Xia was able to kill Qi Qi at the sixth level of the Overlord Realm.

How fierce should it be now five hundred years later?

These old monks dare not even think about it. Anyway, they dare not go out below the sixth level of the Overwhelming Sea Realm, so they are just going to retreat.

Most of the people who are still wandering outside are preparing disciples and are still discussing the methods of practice.

"I have a book of scriptures at home. If you don't dislike it, you can come to the humble house to talk about it." A slightly fat preparatory disciple said with a smile.

"Really?" The person who talked to him was a tall and thin preparatory disciple who looked quite young and handsome.

The two of them talked enthusiastically, and they probably would have been "fighting" in the future.

Some preparatory disciples are discussing magical powers and magic, and exchanging their experiences with each other to make progress.

Li Yang stood on the high platform, and there were a lot of preparatory disciples below.

These are all preparatory disciples who support Li Yang, and they are also from her camp.

"Entering the mountain moving realm means stepping into the great road half a step. The specific way to enter should be to first determine your own great road and then continue to understand it. This requires time to accumulate. If you can't hurry, you can slowly understand it first."

The preparatory disciples below nodded as they listened to this explanation, feeling that something was right.

They are all preparatory disciples, without elders to explain the path of practicing Taoism, nor with the experience and teaching of their predecessors.

Cangtian Sword Sea never teaches disciples, in the words of the first generation of leaders.

That is, no great emperor has ever been taught.

The characters taught by the saints may not be able to walk their own paths, but they just follow the experiences of their predecessors.

Therefore, these preparatory disciples who are not very talented come to listen to Li Yang's explanation. After all, Li Yang is one of the few preparatory disciples now.

As for the characters taught, they cannot become emperors or saints.

They think it's nothing, saints are enough, and if they can become saints, they will still have to smile.

Is the saint a bad one?

The Cangtian Sword Sea is only a saint now, and it is still a sage.

So it can be proved that the saint is not bad at all, it is excellent, but it is just not comparable to the emperor.

Some of the places where Li Yang preached were close to Tiange, which was considered the edge of the preparatory disciple area. This was also a clean location she specially found.

"How can I find my own path?" A prepared disciple asked a question from the audience.

Li Yang also replied patiently, "It is probably to think about the process he has gone through and think of something that has a great impact on him."

"For example, I was born in a cheap place in the star field. I worked alone since I was a child. At first, I had a low status. Fortunately, I had a good talent and quickly rose..."

Speaking of this, Li Yang smiled again, "But it's impossible to be lucky all the time. In the next thirty years, I lost all my talents and was humiliated by the outer elders. I even sent me a dictionary to drive me out of the family."

"But they must have never heard of the truth about Hedong in thirty years and Hexi in thirty years."

"In the next thirty years, it will be my turn to have great luck. My rise is faster than before, and more fierce than any person in that place. I am a million genius!"

"This is my experience. Every time I think back, I feel it again and I can't help but sigh."

When Li Yang said this, his eyes narrowed and his willow leaves brows slightly bent, which was a look of nostalgia.

If Chen Xia is here, I would probably ask the previous question.

Which version of Xiao Yan are you?

The lowly prepared disciple listened with relish, as if he had finished reading a fantasy novel of millions of words, and had endless aftertaste and could not stop.

The petite woman in a white skirt sits on the bench, supporting her head with her hands and looking at Li Yang with a smile.

That's true.

She can testify.

At that time, no one in the tribe looked down on them. The two little girls gathered together to keep warm and almost froze to death on that dark and cold night.

Fortunately, they took it over and withstood the oppression of fate.

It is because of these experiences that petite women dislike those aristocratic families very much, and the richer they are, the less they dislike them.

The discussions of the preparatory disciples in the audience became louder and louder, and the atmosphere became more and more enthusiastic. They took turns asking Li Yang to ask in turn.

At the corner of the giant sword that no one noticed.

A figure slowly climbed up, covered in water stains, ragged clothes, and his wet hair was tightly pressed against his head, looking very depressed.

Chen Xia moved the corners of his mouth, spit out some original water from the sea of ​​swords, moved again, and spit out another small fish.

I still feel something is wrong, so I smashed it twice, and finally spit out a sword intent.

He looked into the lively crowd, a little confused.
Chapter completed!