To the south of Longteng Kingdom, there are many small countries, and even the smallest country only has an area of a city.
These small countries with sparse populations and extremely small areas knew that their own national strength could not compete with those huge countries. In order to continue their national power, these small countries spontaneously organized and united to form SAARC.
But even so, the area and population of the entire Southern League are still inferior to the huge Long Teng.
But at least this kind of alliance gives these small countries a certain status in the world and a certain ability to protect themselves.
At the southernmost tip of SAARC, there is a small country called Patina. It is a small country composed of seven islands. It has a population of only more than three million, which is not even as large as a larger county in Longteng Country.
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However, the environment here is beautiful and the scenery is charming. It has always been a tourist attraction, and the main income of the entire country comes from tourism.
However, because the country's power is too small, it has been squeezed by other countries around it, and the living standards of its citizens are not high. The entire country, let alone the army, cannot even have its own guards. This situation lasted until more than ten years ago.
Tina's previous king invited a national advisor.
No one knows the real name of the National Preceptor. They only know that when the National Preceptor moved into the palace, all the members of the guard sent by the neighboring countries to protect or control the king were all killed overnight.
Then, in just one month, all the neighboring country leaders who tried to control the country were killed. The causes of death were various, and the area fell into chaos.
The former king of Batina took this opportunity to vigorously recruit his own guards, and even established an army of more than 30,000 people in a very short period of time.
With the help of the national teacher, it completely got rid of the control of those countries and became an independent country.
After more than ten years of development, the population of this small country has exceeded five million, and its national power is no longer at the bottom of the entire SAARC, but has become above the middle reaches.
All of this is thanks to this national master.
The entire people of Batina worshiped this national master.
Even the current king has become a disciple of the national master.
The Imperial Preceptor likes tranquility. In order to create a quiet environment for the Imperial Preceptor, the king personally ordered that the most beautiful Star Island be given to the Imperial Preceptor.
Except for the disciples of the Imperial Preceptor and the servants who take care of the Imperial Preceptor's daily necessities, no one is allowed to go to the island. A guard of a thousand people was even directly dispatched to maintain peace on the island.
At this time, it was already late at night in Longteng Kingdom, but due to the time difference, it happened to be early in the morning for Batina.
On the easternmost cliff of Star Island, an old man dressed in cloth sat cross-legged on the edge of the cliff with his eyes slightly closed.
The slowly rising red sun shone on his face, making him look so kind and gentle.
But at this moment, a rush of footsteps came from behind, and then a man in a bright red robe was seen climbing the cliff and coming to the old man's side.
The old man did not open his eyes, as if he had not heard.
"Master, my junior brother had a bad start, so he went..." The man in red robe looked sad and said to the old man.
"Huh?" The old man hummed, and then suddenly opened his eyes. Two torch-like eyes shot out, which seemed to be more dazzling than the sun, and the originally calm sea suddenly became turbulent, directly thinking of him.
In the center, a huge ravine a hundred feet long was opened, and the seawater stirred up huge waves tens of meters high, running towards both sides. Looking from the sky, it looked like it was split open by a knife from the gods.
Seeing the power of heaven and earth, this person named Taohong, who was actually the captain of King Batina's guard, a peerless strongman who had reached the ninth level of innate strength, knelt down instantly, buried his head low, and stopped.
Trembling constantly.
His eyes were filled with fear.
Even though he was only one step away from becoming a master, he clearly understood that the gap between him and his master was still the gap between heaven and sea.
"Huh..." The old man exhaled a breath of turbid air, and the sea level that was split in half gradually returned to calm. However, there were already many fish corpses on the sea surface, and the entire sea water was dyed blood red.
It is so bright under the sunshine.
In just this moment, all the thousands of fish in this sea area were dead.
Taohong, who caught this scene with her peripheral vision, became even more frightened and buried her head lower.
"What's going on?" The old man regained his composure and asked softly.
As the old man's eldest disciple, Taohong did not dare to hide anything and quickly told him everything Lei Qianqiu had told him.
After he finished speaking, he continued to kneel there with his head on the ground, not daring to say another word.
"Ye Xiu?" The old man murmured the name, but he was pondering in his mind, as if he was recalling which family in the country named Ye would have such a martial arts genius.
It's just that even though he has been paying attention to the situation in the country for these years, he still can't think of a family or force named Ye that can cultivate such a master.
"Let the third child go and tell him not to come back unless he brings back Ye Xiu's head!" After pondering for a moment, the old man said slowly.
"Yes!" Taohong responded.
The old man waved his hand, but Taohong did not dare to say anything and respectfully stepped back from the cliff.
"You have already entered the Four Innate Realms at the age of twenty? I am very curious, whose disciple will you be? Chu Tiannan? Taoist Xuan? Or the wine monk?" The old man shook his head and did not think about it any further.
It no longer matters who his disciple is!
Lin Zhan is his most valued disciple. Since his most valued disciple is dead, then no matter whose disciple you are, you will die too!
Slowly standing up straight, he felt the whistling sea breeze blowing, the old man's clothes rustled, and he felt the increasingly dense aura of heaven and earth around him. A cold smile appeared on the corner of the old man's mouth.
Then I saw him suddenly taking a step forward, his whole body directly spanning tens of meters, stepping out of the cliff, reaching the sky above the sea level, and then falling straight down like a shooting star.
"Boom!" With a loud noise, the old man's body fell into the sea. The newly calm sea surface stirred up huge waves. The violent waves slammed hard on the rocks on the seaside, and the solid rocks were shattered into pieces.
, and then I saw an additional vortex on the sea level. This vortex was getting bigger, fiercer, and more terrifying.
Taohong, who had already walked off the cliff, suddenly looked back and felt a terrifying fist rising from the bottom of the sea, as if it was going to shatter the sky above her head...
Taohong's heart trembled. He knew that beneath his master's calm appearance, there was hidden rage. After all, his junior brother was his only bloodline in the world...