The meeting of gods ended, and all the practitioners set out on their way home.
Compared with when we arrived, the number of practitioners in each star field was somewhat smaller.
This is the path of cultivation.
Survival of the fittest and elimination of the fittest.
There are too many geniuses who failed midway, and no one will remember them.
Only standing at the top in the end is the most eye-catching existence.
Lord Blackwood sacrificed the spiritual weapon Chaos Flying Boat, and a group of practitioners from the spiritual world boarded it.
Cang Xiaotian glanced around and saw that the number of practitioners in the spiritual world had decreased by nearly 30%.
Among them was the handsome Master Xiu Wen from Black Saturn.
Speaking of which, Master Xiuwen and Cang Xiaotian were relatively familiar with each other, and even though he was at the pinnacle of the gods, he was unable to leave the world of the Conference of Gods.
Cang Xiaotian sighed in his heart.
"How about it?"
Seeing Cang Xiaotian alone in a daze, Lord Blackwood walked over.
This kid.
When I came here, I was accompanied by two stunning beauties, and during the meeting of gods, they hugged each other, showing off their chicness. Now that I am left alone, there will inevitably be some psychological gap, right?
Lord Heimu thought in his heart that he was old and disrespectful, but he had a serious expression on his face.
Cang Xiaotian bowed to Lord Blackwood before saying, "Master, let's go to the cave to talk."
Hearing this, Lord Heimu didn't say anything and led Cang Xiaotian straight to his cave.
The other practitioners saw him and got out of the way.
Duanmu Yun glanced at Cang Xiaotian from a distance, his expression calm.
Duanmu Yun had seen the previous confrontation between Cang Xiaotian and Young Master Duolong.
He still remembered the scene before the meeting of gods began.
At that time, although Cang Xiaotian dared to challenge Stan Duolong face to face, the strength of the two was very different.
But now, Stan Duolong didn't dare to move in front of Cang Xiaotian.
"This Tianxue Shangren is growing up too fast."
Duanmu Yun was secretly horrified.
He decided that he would have a good talk with his father, Emperor Shang Yu, when he went back, and try to make good friends with Master Tianxue.
…
In the cave, Cang Xiaotian and Heimu Shenjun were sitting across from each other.
On the table, there is a teapot and two tea bowls.
The fragrance of tea permeates the air.
Lord Blackwood picked up the tea bowl and sniffed it before taking a sip.
Waiting for Cang Xiaotian to speak.
Cang Xiaotian cupped his hands towards Lord Blackwood and said, "Master, I have received several invitations.
Xingyue Tower, Taiji Palace, and several other forces.
But I only know a little bit about Xingyue Tower, and I have never heard of others... Master, do you have any suggestions?"
Hearing this, Lord Blackwood nodded, then shook his head.
Cang Xiaotian received these invitations as he expected.
Although the powerful ones have no way of spying on what happens in the Gods Conference, the potential and progress rate of many spiritual realm practitioners cannot be hidden from them.
It is normal for a genius like Cang Xiaotian to be favored by many forces.
"I can't give you any advice."
Lord Blackwood said straightforwardly, "However, I can give you a brief introduction to these forces."
Cang Xiaotian listened quietly.
Coming to the Conference of Gods was equivalent to giving him an opportunity to open the skylight and see the world.
Whether it is the three empires of Earth, Sea, Star, or the entire spiritual world, they are all unique places in the entire world of practitioners.
The world of practitioners is too vast.
As his cultivation level increases, Cang Xiaotian urgently needs to broaden his horizons and learn more information.
"In the chaotic universe, Xingyue Tower and Taiji Palace are two giant existences. They are intertwined, both enemies and friends. They have been passed down for countless years, and no one can do anything to the other.
As for other forces, they are just kids playing house compared to them."
Lord Blackwood was sipping tea and speaking lightly about the power structure of the world of practitioners.
Chaotic universe?
It was the first time Cang Xiaotian heard this title.
It turns out that the world of practitioners is called the chaotic universe.
He suddenly remembered the place of protection.
There, there is Chaos Ancestral Qi and Chaos Spiritual Liquid, as well as indestructible black rocks.
The tauren once said that the protected place is the end of the world.
Now that I think about it, is it possible that the Guardian Land is already at the edge of the chaotic universe?
And those alien races invaded through the cracks on the edge of the chaotic universe?
Cang Xiaotian wanted to ask, but he swallowed the words again.
There are too many secrets in this world. His strength is low and it would be useless if he knew about them.
It's better to practice hard, and when you reach enough cultivation level, you will naturally know what you need to know.
"Master, you have always been a member of Xingyue Tower. How about I join Xingyue Tower?"
Cang Xiaotian added some tea to Lord Blackwood and asked with a smile, "Both forces are very powerful, but I can see that the status of Lord Hutian is obviously higher."
"Um?"
After listening to Cang Xiaotian's words, Heimu Shenjun couldn't help but want to spit tea in his face, and said angrily: "This is your only pursuit?
Still have status...how can you get status if you don’t have the strength?
I really..."
Seeing Shenjun Heimu gnashing his teeth and wishing to expel him from the school immediately, Cang Xiaotian quickly raised his hands to surrender.
"Master, I was joking, please don't take it seriously! I...I know I was wrong."
"You..." Lord Blackwood puffed his beard and glared, unwilling to give up, "If you weren't the only disciple like you, I would really want to strangle you to death!"
Cang Xiaotian shrank his neck in fear.
He felt as if Lord Blackwood was really angry.
Why does this old man fall out so easily?
After thinking about it, Cang Xiaotian probably guessed the reason.
His master didn't want him to join Xingyue Tower.
This point was expressed euphemistically by Lord Blackwood when Cang Xiaotian first came to the spirit world and participated in the Xingyue Secret Realm.
Without the permission of Lord Blackwood, Cang Xiaotian is not allowed to join any sect forces.
this……
Cang Xiaotian did not dare to look at Lord Blackwood anymore, lowered his head and remained silent.
At this time, Heimu Shenjun sighed and said: "Xingyue Tower is not what you think; and the people in Xingyue Tower are not what you see.
As a teacher, I cannot explain the reason."
"Disciple understands."
Cang Xiaotian is very well-behaved.
He realized that Lord Blackwood was protecting him.
Perhaps, there was some unspeakable secret, and Master didn't want him to make the same mistake again.
Lord Heimu glanced at Cang Xiaotian and nodded.
"Then I choose Tai Chi Hall?
Meng'er was taken away by God King Tongjun of Taiji Palace."
"good."
"Well, you must report to Tai Chi Hall within a hundred years.
It just so happens that I have some mundane matters to go back and deal with."
The master and apprentice chatted casually again, and Cang Xiaotian returned to his cave.
The Chaos Ship flew at high speed and it would be three years before it reached the spiritual world.
The practitioners in the flying boat had nothing to do, so they all returned to the cave to practice.
As time goes by, the Chaos Ship is getting closer and closer to the spiritual world.
…
Spirit world.
Black Saturn.
A small and remote country, Woti Country.
At the border of Woti Kingdom, a spiritual spaceship flew over.
"Woti Country is a small country, but I have to go there myself. Damn it..."
In the spiritual power boat, a big man with a beard was driving the spiritual power boat. He was cursing when he suddenly stopped in shock.
Looking around, a large area of the Woti Kingdom's territory was smoky and lifeless.
Not only that, white bones can be seen everywhere on the ground.
The dark wind gusted, like a hell on earth.
The big man with the beard stopped the spiritual power boat in a hurry, and he broke out in a cold sweat.