At this time, the sun was setting and it was evening.
Looking down from the sky, Jichi Holy Land is a vast lake.
The setting sun is like gold, shining on the lake. Under the gentle push of the ripples, it scatters bit by bit like countless golden grains, making people think of the fruits of autumn and a prosperous life.
On the surface of the lake, there are endless small islands scattered one after another.
The closer you get to the center, the larger the island is, and the buildings built on it are more grand.
Sparkling.
On the lake, a simple boat appears from time to time.
On the small boat, there will be a fisherman sitting cross-legged in a bamboo hat and coir raincoat. They hold a fishing rod in their palms and fish quietly.
If you take a closer look, these seemingly ordinary fishermen are all in the Nascent Soul realm.
A long time, a long time!
None of these fishermen's rods were moved.
one day!
Two days!
Eight days!
Ten days!
Some Nascent Souls have been holding their fishing rods motionless for more than ten days without catching anything.
Wow!
Suddenly, there was a fisherman in the distance, and his fishing rod shook violently.
Take the bait!
A fish took the bait.
The scene here made those Nascent Souls in the distance turn back one after another, their eyes full of envy.
really!
A pure white and transparent fish bites the fisherman's rod and is still struggling.
"Haha, it's been a month, and I finally dropped a piece of Tianyuan treasure. It's not far from the middle stage of Nascent Soul!"
The fisherman cast a spell, and the fish stopped jumping, and after a while of twisting, it turned into a crystal clear stone!
right!
It is exactly the same as the Tianyuan treasure rough stone of Tianci Sect.
"Fellow Taoist, congratulations!"
"It seems that there are fewer and fewer Tianyuan treasures in Jichi Holy Land. In the past, we could catch one piece in more than 30 days, but now it has been 50 days and we have found nothing, alas!"
"Actually, it's not that there are few fish in Jichi Holy Land, but that over the past thousands of years, there have been more and more Nascent Souls in the Holy Land!"
Then, the nearby fishermen stood up. The faces under their hats were mostly around 40 years old, very young.
"Yes, there seem to be more and more Yuanying disciples!"
The Nascent Soul, who had obtained the Tianyuan treasure, suddenly became worried.
A piece of Tianyuan treasure can probably support his cultivation for about a month.
But what about a month later?
He still has to go fishing boringly in Jichi Lake. He may not be able to find a Tianyuan treasure for a month, two months, or even three months.
…
"The Tianyuan treasure is a necessity for Yuanying's survival."
"The Nascent Soul Realm is the foundation of the Holy Land. New additions and breakthroughs are made every year, but the total number of fish in Jichi Lake remains unchanged."
"In as little as 900 years, and as much as 2000 years later, the world of Jiutian will be in turmoil due to resources."
It was an old man sighing softly.
Near the central island, there is a spooky dark island.
City of guilt.
This is the prison of Jichi Holy Land.
Luo Guangliu, the natural choice realm, the elder of Jichi Holy Land, the lord of the wrongful crime city, and the punishment elder of the entire Jichi Holy Land. He has always been ruthless, and once killed the youngest son of Jichi Holy Lord.
He also wears a coir raincoat and a bamboo hat, and looks like the most ordinary fisherman.
Next to Luo Guangliu, stood a young man, less than 25 years old, with a high nose and high spirits.
Although Xiang Minggong was also dressed in a raincoat, his bamboo hat was carried behind his back.
Under the breeze, the young man's eyes were as sharp as a sword, fearless and invincible.
"Master, these words of the Holy One are correct."
"But our Jichi Holy Land, there is no need to worry at all. In 900 years, our Jichi Holy Land will definitely destroy Linlu Holy Land and Qingjie Holy Land."
"As long as we unify the central region and kill all the Nascent Souls in the other two holy places, the shortage of fish in Jichi Holy Land will be easily solved!"
The pupils of young people are always so fearless and arrogant.
Luo Guangliu glanced at the disciple next to him, feeling calm in his heart.
There was a time when he was so fearless.
But whether it is Linlu Holy Land or Qingjie Holy Land, how can it be simple?
…
In Linlu Holy Land, the New Deal has been implemented for 600 years. In the eight major regions of the inner axis, strong men from any force have become the guest elders and registered disciples of Linlu Holy Land.
In this holy land, regardless of origin or status, as long as you have the ability, you can become a guest or a registered guest, thereby completing various tasks in Linlu and finally obtaining the Tianyuan treasure.
Linlu Holy Land has never inherited the theory of Taotong.
In addition to a few hundred core members, almost 99% of the disciples are guest ministers and all are by name.
The scary thing is that many strong men in the eight regions have become accustomed to relying on Linlu Holy Land. No matter what task, there are always people competing for it.
The Holy Lord of Linlu Holy Land is like a cunning businessman holding candy.
The strong men in the eight domains of the inner shaft ring are like countless ants. As long as profiteers bring out honey, the ants will rush to work hard.
The growth of the Eight Domains is inseparable from Linlu Holy Land.
But those strong people are like hard workers. They get some wages from Linlu Holy Land, but most of them help Linlu Holy Land build high-rise buildings in obscurity.
Now, 600 years later, the New Deal, which was originally a joke, has gone astray and created a deformed monster.
Although the fortune-telling disciples of Linlu Holy Land do not have a sense of belonging, they are not so corrupt either.
So many ants feed hundreds of cores.
However, Linlu Holy Land has quietly taken control of many people's lives, with all kinds of coercion and inducement, so complicated that it is difficult to describe them in one sentence.
No one knows the depth of Saint Linlu.
…
As for the Holy Land of Blue Tribulation.
That is another holy place that is completely opposite.
The Holy Lord of Green Tribulation, the divine dragon sees its head but not its tail.
Each of the twelve disciples of Qing Jie are carefully selected and are the most outstanding geniuses in the world.
Linlu Holy Land is a dye vat that everyone can have a foot in, while Qingjie Holy Land is a completely closed mountain gate.
You only need to understand that each of the twelve disciples inside has the ability to cause havoc in any realm within the inner axis ring, and that is enough.
Just like some time ago.
Assessment of the Thirteen Disciples of Qing Jie.
That disciple, who was just a registered disciple, went to the Heaven Sacrifice Ceremony in the Thousand Realms Realm to kill people, and even stabbed the eyes of the sculpture of the Holy Lord of the Thousand Realms Realms.
The terrible thing is that the named disciple was only in the Foundation Establishment realm.
Under the eyes of Tianze, he retreated completely, and then walked away without a trace.
This potential is so terrifying.
Even the third disciple, Lu Chuxue, threatened to knock out the wife of the Holy Lord of Thousand Realms and go sleep with his junior brother.
During this period of time, people in Qianjie Realm were frightened and panicked.
…
"Elder, I am willing to endure the pain of Xinghuo for ten years. Please don't exile me to the Exile Realm."
"This junior is a person of Jichi when he is born, and a ghost of Jichi when he dies. Don't exile me!"
At this time, some disciples escorted a sinner.
This sinner knelt at Luo Guangliu's feet and kept kowtowing, displaying his humility to the fullest.
Ten years of Xinghuo will eventually end.
But in the exile realm, you may fall into a deserted realm and die in silence for the rest of your life.
Even if there are people, they are still a bunch of stubborn barbarians. What can you do if you become the Supreme Emperor? Just like you feed a group of pigs, the strongest one is just a pig farmer.
In Jichi Holy Land, being exiled to the banished realm is a cruel and lifeless punishment under death penalty.
"The magical power of Yin Yang Dao Dao has been taught to you."
"Although the exiled realm is lonely and withered, there are always some opportunities. This Yin-Yang Wilderness Road allows you to communicate with me once. If you find a great opportunity, I will bring you back without guilt. If it is an invalid opportunity, then
You will lose your only chance."
With a flick of his sleeve, the Nascent Soul disciple was deprived of his coir raincoat, bamboo hat, and the fishing rod in his hand.
In the exile realm, magic weapons from Jichi Holy Land are not allowed to appear.
Amidst howls.
The Nascent Soul disciple was swallowed by a dark vortex and gradually lost his voice.
…
"Master, for thousands of years, you have thrown into nearly a thousand Nascent Soul sins, and you have never heard of any valuable news."
"According to my disciple's opinion, the Exile Realm is just like the garbage dump of the Lower Nine Heavens. There is no chance of any big opportunities."
"Our top priority is to secretly accumulate strength and fight to the death with Linlu Holy Land and Qingjie Holy Land!"
Watching Yuanying being exiled, Xiang Minggong's eyes filled with disdain and ridicule.
Expecting to find gold in garbage dumps is foolish in itself.
"Xiang Minggong, you are still young. Although you have been on the candidate list for the near-day candidates early, the world is so big and full of wonders. You must not lose your awe of the unknown."
Patting Xiang Minggong's shoulder, Luo Guangliu's eyes were filled with reproach and approval.
Waiting list will be filled in the near future.
Only people under the age of 25 in the Nascent Soul realm are eligible to compete. It is also the most peak list in the Lower Nine Heavens world.
The young and strong men who are qualified to join the waiting list are all in the order of natural selection in the future.
"Master, I am only tenth on the list of candidates, and I am not worthy of praise at all. My goal is to kill Chao Hongqian and be number one on the list of candidates."
Xiang Minggong was not convinced.
"Based on the previous rankings of the near-day candidates, the first place will always belong to Qingjie Holy Land. Chao Hongqian is 25 years old this year and is the twelfth disciple of Qingjie. He will be removed from the near-day candidate list this year."
"And don't forget, the thirteen disciples of Qing Jie have also appeared!"
Luo Guangliu smiled bitterly.
This near-heaven candidate supplementary list seems to have been created for the Blue Tribulation Holy Land.
When no disciples showed up at the Blue Tribulation Holy Land, the fight to make up the list was extremely fierce, and the first one took turns to sit.
And as long as a disciple appears in the Blue Tribulation Holy Land, he will occupy the first place in the list in the shortest possible time, without exception.
"Don't let me find the 13th disciple of Qing Jie, I will chop off his head with my own hands!"
When mentioning the Holy Land of Blue Tribulation, Xiang Minggong's pupils burned with flames.
The recent candidate list is proof of the unparalleled talent, and it is also the most authoritative and supreme list in the eyes of all young people.
Why, the first place always belongs to Qing Jie.
Buzz!
At this moment, Luo Guangliu's sound transmission jade slip vibrated.
"Huh? Another one who can't hold his breath. Are you going to waste this only opportunity?"
This is news from the Exile Realm, the Great Wilderness Road of Yin and Yang.
Over the long years, Luo Guangliu has seen countless useless messages, and has completely banished countless Jichi Nascent Souls.
"Hmph, this is useless news again. If there is a big opportunity in the exile realm, then why are we occupying the central realm?"
Xiang Minggong's face was calm, but his heart was disdainful.
Although Luo Guangliu was a natural choice, he was a bit pedantic and confused.
Click!
At this moment, Luo Guangliu's expression completely solidified, and the sound transmission jade slip was crushed to pieces.
Click!
Click!
Click!
Then, a layer of white ice suddenly spread in all directions. In just a few breaths, the lake with a radius of ten miles had been frozen into an icy world.
"Master..."
Xiang Minggong was stunned. In his impression, he had never seen Luo Guangliu lose his composure like this.
"Follow me to meet the Holy Lord Jichi!"
After saying this, Luo Guangliu had a cold face and couldn't wait to walk towards the island in the center of the lake.
Meet the Holy One?
Hearing this, Xiang Minggong swallowed hard.
Ask about Yuanjing.
He quickly followed Luo Guangliu.
Even though he is a talented person who has recently made up the list, he has not really set foot in the Holy Hall for so long.