"The person behind the catastrophe, is that the sun?" Qi Yuan looked at the sun thoughtfully.
"Now in Canglan Realm, the sky is volleying on the second day."
Old man Wutian was sitting in a wheelchair with deep eyes.
"It's a pity that the second round of the big sun is too small. Otherwise, if the two compete, we in Canglan Realm may not have a chance to escape the catastrophe."
Qi Yuan was speechless. He looked at old man Wutian and said, "You are so young!"
He never likes to be called young.
Old Man Wutian didn't seem to hear Qi Yuan's words, but murmured: "Being born in the Canglan Realm, we have suffered too many constraints from the great calamity."
"If the sun in the sky is smashed to pieces, won't the disaster be over?" Qi Yuan asked seriously.
Old Man Wutian laughed and said: "The Great Tribulation itself is already invincible in the world. Even if the great masters of this world join forces, they will not be the opponent of the Great Tribulation.
And... if you want to kill the sun in the sky, you must at least be in the realm of the Yang God.
Without ascending to the upper realm, it is impossible to break through to Yangshen.
But once you ascend to the upper realm, we and other people in Canglan Realm will be their meat."
Generally speaking, monks in the Yin Shen realm have the opportunity to ascend to the upper realm.
The rules of heaven and earth in the upper realm are more perfect, and the origin of the world is more abundant.
If you want to be promoted to Yangshen, you must be in the upper realm.
It is impossible to be promoted to Yangshen in the lower realm.
"I have been sitting idle for endless years, and finally found a way out." Old Man Wutian's wheelchair rolled, and he stopped in front of a jade slip and picked it up.
"What way to survive?"
"We...became the resources for the great calamity, and were marked by the great sun, all because our cultivation methods...had problems." Old Man Wutian said seriously.
When Qi Yuan heard this, he looked surprised.
There was something wrong with the technique, and Qi Yuan had known about it for a long time.
This was the first time he heard this from a native of Canglan Realm.
None of the Yin gods he met before mentioned this, and Qi Yuan also discovered that there were problems with the magic techniques they practiced.
But a Zifu mentioned it, which is indeed interesting.
"If we create a new method and use it to cultivate to the realm of Yinshen and ascend to the upper realm, we can...avoid the catastrophe." Old Man Wutian spoke, his voice hoarse, "But the new method is too difficult."
Qi Yuan had a sudden thought: "If it were a technique left from the upper realm to the Canglan Realm, wouldn't there be no problem in practicing it?"
"No." Old Man Wutian said, "According to the records in ancient books, the extremely powerful man at that time was taught the skills in a dream by a Yang God, and he cultivated all the way to the realm of the Great Master.
However, it is still... the material of that sun.
The great catastrophe has even affected the will of heaven in the Canglan Realm, and even the skills obtained from the upper realm will inadvertently become materials when practiced."
Qi Yuan was surprised when he heard this.
This catastrophe sounds really unsolvable.
Fortunately, although his "Qi Yuan Jing" has some minor problems in practice, it will not become a real resource.
"It's a pity that I have wasted so much time and have not been able to create a new way to truly escape the catastrophe." Old Man Wutian sighed leisurely, his voice endlessly desolate.
His purpose in establishing Dengtian Pavilion was to create new laws and avoid catastrophe.
Qi Principle said: "Even if a new method is created, at most only one or two monks can avoid the catastrophe.
If the new law spreads and is known by the Great Tribulation and the Great Sun above, won't the Canglan Realm still... be destroyed?
Therefore, I believe that catastrophe is unavoidable and escaping cannot solve the problem.
We need to face the difficulties and take the initiative to solve the catastrophe!"
Qi Yuan was impassioned.
With his strength improved, he swept away a series of Yuan Dan and Divine Infants in the Eastern Land.
At the Shenhua Festival, countless people praised him constantly, and he felt a little elated.
There is a feeling of ordering everyone in the world, and no hero dares to disobey.
Old Man Wutian looked at Qi Yuan and pointed in a direction.
"The Great Tribulation should be in that direction. It will take three months to reach it. Are you sure you want to see the Great Tribulation, Lord Wangyue?"
Qi Yuan immediately looked over there.
Suddenly, the brow of his right eye twitched crazily.
Jump right eye jump Choi disaster.
If the right eye jumps normally, it means wealth.
But, it jumped too hard!
Qi Yuan couldn't deceive himself either.
"Forget it, let's let the great calamity go first." Qi Yuan decided not to break through to the Divine Infant and not to cause trouble for the great calamity.
"I'll back up all the spells you have here. Is everything okay?" Qi Yuan asked.
After emptying the Dengtian Pavilion's skills, he can return to Qise Peak with peace of mind and play games with peace of mind.
The game icon has almost been loaded, and it only takes a few days to prepare before you can enter.
Qi Yuan is now ready to memorize all the rules so that he can continue to deduce the "Qi Yuan Sutra" in his spare time after entering the game.
Otherwise, if he does not get enough magical skills to advance the progress of "Qi Yuan Jing", enters the game, and his strength increases, but his skills are insufficient, then he will not be able to quickly improve his cultivation in this world.
"Master Wangyue, do whatever you want." Old Man Wutian said and pushed the wheelchair away.
Qi Principle is in the Dengtian Pavilion, collecting all the laws.
…
Seven days later.
On the spirit boat, Kang Fulu looked proud: "In the battle between the Eastern Prodigies, your senior brother and I were able to stand up to all the heroes and did not lose the majesty of the Five Lights Saint Dharma!
Several talented people from prominent families stood in front of me. I didn't show any fear and defeated them with dignity.
Now, I am also ranked 498th on the list of Eastern Talents.
It’s a pity that you didn’t participate in the Eastern Earth Prodigy Battle, otherwise you would have been able to see the heroic appearance of my senior brother.”
Qi Yuan looked at the few extra strands of white hair on Kang Fulu's head and knew that he had worked hard to get it this time.
After leaving Dengtian Pavilion, Qi Yuan simply told the Blood Clothes Alliance a few times, announced that he was going into seclusion, then changed into Qi Yuan's identity, and returned to Shenguang Sect with Qi Jianjun.
As a result, on the way back, he met Kang Fulu and went with him.
"It's a pity that I failed to enter the top 100 of the Eastern Territory Talent List and failed to bring back the treasures needed by the sect leader.
During this period of time, I have been secretly making inquiries to find out who took that treasure away, but unfortunately to no avail." Kang Fulu looked disappointed.
Qi Yuan smiled after hearing this.
If Kang Fulu could find out, that would be a big problem.
"Hey, you kid, you just disappeared for a while. Why is your daughter so old?" Kang Fulu looked at Qi Jianjun beside Qi Yuan with a curious look on his face.
Qi Jianjun was playing chess with other little girls on the Lingzhou. He seemed to hear Kang Fulu's voice and turned his head to take a look.
"You can't look back on the past." Qi Yuan didn't bother to explain.
Qi Yuan looked at the approaching mountain gate in front and said to Kang Fulu: "Senior brother, I won't go to see the sect master with you. I have to go back to the mountain gate."
As soon as he waved, Qi Jianjun ran over.
Kang Fulu heard this: "I understand, I understand."
He patted Qi Yuan on the shoulder and said sincerely: "Junior brother, you don't have to blame yourself. There are differences between people. If you give junior brother some time, he will definitely be able to enter the Eastern Land Talent List."
Kang Fulu was very excited.
To be able to enter the East-Tu Tianjiao list this time is already an extraordinary performance.
When you return to the sect, you will surely be able to blind your master and sect leader, right?
After all, a real dragon like him finally emerged from a poor place like the Great Shang Kingdom.
…
On the seven-color peak.
Qi Jianjun held Qi Yuan's hand with a curious look in his eyes: "Is this daddy's home?"
"Yes." Qi Yuan returned to Qise Peak again and felt peaceful for a while.
It is cool to make waves in the outside world, but home is the harbor of the soul.
"It looks like the environment is quite beautiful, suitable for seclusion." Qi Jianjun said.
Qi Yuan rolled his eyes at his daughter, isn't this saying that this place is remote?
Qi Yuan and Qi Jianjun landed in front of the brick house.
He looked at the wooden house next door with a strange look in his eyes: "Where is the junior sister?"
Suddenly, his expression changed.
Because he felt that the strong smell of frost was emitting in the junior sister's wooden house.
As he walked inside, several talismans suddenly burned, forming a formation to block Qi Yuan.
When my junior sister is practicing, she often uses some charms to guard her surroundings.
The power exerted by these spells is close to that of the Divine Infant Monk.
In the Great Shang Kingdom, it turned out to be a top-notch protective talisman.
Qi Yuan glanced over, and the top-level protective talisman suddenly shattered.
As soon as he turned around, he immediately saw Jiang Lingsu lying on the bed, wearing thin clothes.
Her body was covered with a layer of gauze, and her pale-white arms were exposed, as well as her snow-white neck, which was covered with a light layer of frost.
She frowned, looking like she was enduring some pain.
"Junior sister?" Qi Yuan's heart tightened.
He had always known that there was something wrong with his junior sister's body, and it needed water attribute Tianlinggen Zifu monks to solve it.
It's a pity that after establishing the Blood Clothes Alliance and even overwhelming the Eastern Land, he still couldn't find the Zifu monks with water-attributed heavenly spiritual roots.
He reached out and grabbed Jiang Lingsu's arm.
The hot breath swept through me at this moment.
Qi Yuan used the Qi of the Five Elements to refine Qi. Although he could not eradicate the root cause of Jiang Lingsu's illness, he could relieve the pain.
A heat wave swept through the wooden house. Sweat broke out on Jiang Lingsu's forehead, which was still covered in frost. The frost on her body had long since disappeared.
She opened her eyes weakly, with a trace of pity in her eyes: "Elder brother..."
She seemed to be thanking Qi Yuan.
"No need to speak." Qi Yuan continued to pass on the spiritual energy, using this stupid method to help Jiang Lingsu resolve the coldness in his body.
Jiang Lingsu opened her eyes and tried to move her slender arms to grab something.
"Don't move." Qi Yuan grabbed Jiang Lingsu's arm to stop her from moving.
This rich lady, his junior sister, helped him too much, so he had to take good care of her to live up to her kindness.
"What do you want to do, tell your senior brother and he will help you." Qi Yuan is very responsible.
Jiang Lingsu's snowy face was stained with crimson, and she turned her head away, unwilling to look at Qi Yuan.
Qi Yuan looked confused.
Junior sister, what's going on?
"Dad, this sister probably wants you to help her pull up her clothes." Qi Jianjun stood aside and spoke teasingly.
Jiang Lingsu was lying on the bed, her skin looming under the pink gauze. Even lying down, she could not hide her graceful figure with fruits hanging on thin branches. At this time, a fruit was standing upright and half of it had broken free, and it was dazzlingly white.
When Qi Yuan saw this, he blew gently, and Jiang Lingsu's clothes immediately moved up to cover him.
Jiang Lingsu felt the heat of Qi Yuan's breath, and her face turned even scarier.
Where can I find someone who can help people pull their clothes like this?
But Qi Yuan was very proud, feeling that he had another day of high emotional intelligence.
As the saying goes, men and women cannot be intimate, so he did not touch anything to avoid touching things he shouldn't touch, but chose to blow lightly.
"Junior sister, you're welcome." Seeing Jiang Lingsu's face getting better and better, Qi Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.
At this time, Jiang Lingsu seemed to have recovered a lot. She covered her chest with her hands, and her eyes still showed the weakness of a sick beauty: "Elder brother, thank you."
"Your condition is getting more and more serious." Qi Yuan looked at his junior sister.
After just dissolving the cold in Junior Sister's body, he felt that the cold that had just appeared had been accumulating for half a month.
It can be seen that junior sister Jiang Lingsu has endured the pain for half a month.
For the past half month, she had been lying in bed alone in pain with no one to communicate with her.
This made Qi Yuan sigh, even a rich woman has her own dissatisfaction.
"It's okay, I'm used to it." Jiang Lingsu seemed to take these things very seriously, with a relaxed expression, "Senior brother, what was the result of going to the Eastern Land Talent List this time?"
"Fortunately, I have lived up to my destiny and entered the Eastern Prodigy List."
"Really?" Jiang Lingsu's face showed a look of surprise, "Senior brother is indeed a senior brother!"
Being able to enter the list of the geniuses of Dongtu is a real achievement on the stage of Dongtu.
Even if the eldest brother goes to their Jiang family, he will still be treated seriously by a big family like theirs.
If the former senior brother went to Jiang's house to pay his respects, he probably wouldn't even be able to enter the front door.
"What big things have happened to Shenguang Sect and Dashang recently?" Qi Yuan asked.
"If it's a big deal, there are two." Jiang Lingsu looked at Qi Yuan with a strange expression when he mentioned this, "Two Zifu from the Blood Clothes Alliance came to our Shenguang Sect and killed the elders of the Red Sword Sect."
From the beginning, Jiang Lingsu always thought that the Bloody Sword God was the trumpet given to her by her senior brother.
But later I discovered that the Blood-clothed Sword God was too powerful.
There is no way the two are the same person.
Now, the Blood-clothed Alliance established by the Blood-clothed Sword God sent people to the Shenguang Sect. At that time, her senior brother sent a message saying that two subordinates were coming, which made her think a lot.
But when she thought about how the senior brother talked to her just now, he was approachable and approachable, without the power of a monstrous troll. Even occasionally she lost her temper, and the senior brother reacted normally.
She felt that she was overthinking it.
However, there is definitely a deep connection between the eldest brother and the Blood-clothed Sword God.
Could it be said that the blood-clothed sword god is the master?
Only in this way can it be explained better.
Of course, she still had a hint of suspicion that her senior brother was the Blood-clothed Sword God.
"What's another big thing?" Qi Yuan asked.
He already knew about the Blood Clothes Alliance.
"There was an internal fight in the Demonic Desire Sect. The gods suddenly launched an attack and suppressed the Ji surname. All the Ji sect members were massacred.
Nowadays, the Demonic Desire Sect takes the surname of God as the master." Jiang Lingsu said seriously.
Qi Yuan was a little surprised when he heard this.
He was still thinking that when he came back this time, he would take care of the Demonic Desire Sect's surnamed Ji.
Now, without him solving it, the enemies of the Demonic Desire Sect will be gone?
It’s true that things in the world are unpredictable, and the big intestine wraps up the small intestine.
"Senior Brother, this is..." Only then did Jiang Lingsu look at Qi Jianjun seriously, with a curious look in his eyes.
Before, she seemed to vaguely hear the little girl calling the elder brother daddy.
"This is my daughter Qi Jianjun."
"Daughter?" Jiang Lingsu's eyes widened, "Senior brother, if I remember correctly, you should be less than twenty years old this year. How come you have such a big daughter?"
"I have a game, and this is my daughter in the game." Qi Yuan said.
Jiang Lingsu was stunned.
She remembered that in the clan, some people played the game Jade Slips and recognized some brothers, sisters, and even fathers and daughters.
But that's all... fun.
Such a young Qi Jianjun... what's going on?
"Okay, junior sister, since you have woken up, senior brother has gone back, and senior brother still wants to continue playing games.
It’s been too long since I’ve played games, and I’m a little hungry and thirsty.” Qi Yuan said and left in a hurry.
Jiang Lingsu was the only one left in the room who looked confused.
"Could it be that the little girl is an orphan who was adopted by the senior brother?
So pitiful." Jiang Lingsu was overflowing with motherly love.
She stood up. She hadn't stood up for a long time, and her body was a little stiff.
However, she is a foundation-building monk after all, so this discomfort disappeared instantly.
Suddenly, she thought of something and showed a strange expression.
"Where is the talisman I placed at the door?"
Before each retreat, she would put some talismans around her to protect her safety.
Now, the talisman has disappeared.
"How did Senior Brother avoid my talisman?" Jiang Lingsu was surprised, with a strange look on his face.
…
The realm of the ordinary mind.
Qingshui Village.
The villager with a sallow complexion and skinny muscles walked back, with serious injuries on his face.
The village chief, Yu Lei, is a little old man with a hunched back and his trousers rolled up on his knees, exposing his legs like hemp poles.
"We lost the village battle, what a shame!"
A fat man was crying with a sad face, looking particularly sad.
"Shijiacun doesn't respect martial ethics, but it actually believes in the New God!" A man who looked like a scholar said, expressing disdain for Shijiacun's belief in the New God.
When the New God was mentioned, everyone on the field looked unhappy.
If these villages want good weather and good harvests every year, they must worship the gods.
The dog-tailed grass god worshiped in Qingshui Village has not had any response for decades.
According to the priest Shen Tu, the dog-tailed grass god is probably starving to death.
It sounds outrageous, but it's also normal.
After all, Qingshui Village has always been extremely poor and has nothing to offer to the Dog-Tail Grass God.
"Without the blessing of the gods, we would never be able to defeat Shijiacun!" said a man.
The overall strength of Qingshui Village exceeds that of Shijia Village.
However, there is a new god in Shijia Village who can bless the villagers, which also makes Shijia Village much stronger than Qingshui Village.
This time, Qingshui Village suffered serious losses due to the competition for water resources.
"Even if the Dog Tail Grass God blesses us, we still can't defeat Shijiacun. Their new god is too powerful!"
When the new god was mentioned, the villagers present showed fear in their hearts.
"How about we also believe in a new god?" At this time, a villager asked tentatively.
"No!" Yu Lei, the village chief who had been silent all this time, said, "No matter what, we in Qingshui Village cannot believe in the new gods, absolutely not!"
Everyone on the field was silent.
They all knew why the village chief had such a big reaction.
The difference between the new gods and the old gods is that the sacrifices the new gods need are humans!
The new god of Shijia Village eats a boy every month.
The people in Qingshui Village simply cannot accept such a thing.
"Moreover, we are the remnants of the ancient clan, so how can we believe in the new gods?" Yu Lei said.
Upon hearing about the Ancient Clan, all the villagers present had proud looks in their eyes.
The ancient clan was the most unyielding.
Once upon a time, the sky had no eyes, and the great gods of the ancient clan dared to challenge the sky.
Nowadays, when the New God is in chaos, how can they take refuge in the New God and live in an ignoble way?
"We, the ancient clan, dare to challenge the gods. Even if we fall, our spines should not bend!"
"Dare to fight against God, dare to take care of the injustice in the world, the ancient clan cannot be humiliated!"
"Ouch, I'm so hungry, Goudan, please give me a nest!"
"You, the ancient clan, have pure blood and want to ask me for some steamed buns. Are you okay with that?"