In the Eastern Wasteland, the vast mountains are endless and the edges can't be seen at a glance.
Thousands of peaks overlap each other, and the scenery is beautiful, as if it extends to the end of the world and merges with the sky.
Mo Wangchen didn't pay any attention to what the world said.
After leaving Wu Nian Sect, he traveled eastward and stayed for a few days in every ancient city he passed.
He moved forward very slowly and did not control the air.
And we went straight to the east entirely on foot.
The mountains are endless and there are few people, but Mo Wangchen enjoys this feeling very much.
When he was in the Great Luo Heaven Realm, he had to work hard to improve his cultivation due to many things, and rarely achieved Qing Ning.
Now, I have come to this world and will spend a hundred years here.
For a hundred years, he must not do evil, but must do good in the world. Moreover, while walking in the mountains, Mo Wangchen also encountered some souls. These souls were all ancient sages when they were alive, but now they are wandering like puppets, confused and not knowing where to go.
Don't forget that in the palm of the hand, there are lines left by Ksitigarbha, which can lead to the underworld. He sent all the souls he encountered away from this world, allowing them to step on the underworld and pass through reincarnation.
In the blink of an eye, another half year has passed...
In the past six months, he traveled across most of the Eastern Wasteland, always keeping a low profile, doing good deeds from time to time, but never leaving his name behind.
On this day, Mo Wangchen came to Ningchuan City.
This is one of the big cities in the Eastern Wasteland. There is a constant flow of people in the city. All the people coming and going are strong men from all sides of the Eastern Wasteland. Masters from the Holy Land and ancient martial arts families can be seen everywhere. There are so many arrogant people, and wars happen from time to time, attracting attention.
Although there is still half a year left, the major forces in the Eastern Wasteland have already begun to rush to Xuezhao to celebrate the Emperor's birthday.
During this period of time, groups of strong men gathered in Ningchuan City. After staying in the city for a few days, they teleported away through the formations in the city.
The Eastern Wasteland is so vast. Although it cannot be compared with the Daluo Heaven Realm where Mo Wangchen lives, overall, it can be said that there are many heroes here, and there are many and constant disputes.
In such a large environment, countless geniuses and monsters have been tempered, all of whom are famous and have extraordinary methods.
In half a year, it will be the birthday of Emperor Xuezhao, and masters from all four regions in the world will come to Xuezhao. I don’t know how many times, in the past six months, many people have come to Ningchuan City every day, and through the cross formations in the city,
Teleport away.
As the birthday gets closer, more and more people come and go.
Today, there are many masters and countless geniuses of the younger generation staying in Ningchuan City.
Mo Wangchen came here for three days without making a sound. He didn't want to alarm anyone.
Because there are so many geniuses gathered together, recently, every night, there will be a party in the city. Young geniuses gather together to discuss the world, and fight against each other from time to time, aiming to hone their skills.
Night falls.
That night, Mo Wangchen came to a square somewhere in the east of the city.
Nowadays, this place is crowded with people, and every night's party is held in this square.
Because the top geniuses of the younger generation often compete against each other, such gatherings have become more and more grand. Now, almost every night, a large number of cultivators in the city come here just to watch the showdown between the proud ones.
"As you know, a genius has emerged from the Biluo Temple. In the past few days, he has swept away all the arrogant men, and no one is his opponent."
Walking in the square, Mo Wangchen could hear people talking about something from time to time, and the topics on their lips were all about the proud people from all sides.
"Luo Shen Ti, Jing Yun!"
"It is rumored that this is some kind of supreme divine body that can only be cultivated by Biluo Temple. It was so powerful in ancient times that no one could compete with it."
"Didn't you expect that after thousands of years, the Biluo Divine Palace would cultivate another Luo Shen body? This person named Jing Yun has been losing to all geniuses in a row in the past few days. I heard that even some saint-child-level figures are no match for him.
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Mo Wangchen was slightly surprised that a divine body could be artificially cultivated?
And at this moment, so many people are talking about this Jingyun, which shows that the so-called Luo Shen body of the other party is anything but ordinary.
"Although the Luo Shen Body is powerful, for so many years in the Eastern Wasteland, all parties have been cultivating geniuses. It is still too difficult for Jingyun to be invincible among his generation. The Holy Son of Tianhai Sect is an unparalleled genius among the younger generation. Over the years, he has
Sweeping across the Eastern Wasteland, there are almost no opponents, and I heard that he has arrived in Ningchuan City today, I wonder if he will show up tonight."
There are ancient trees planted in the square here, with luxuriant flowers and branches, full of vitality. In the distance, there are spiritual flowers growing, filled with fragrance, which is fascinating to smell.
Mo Wangchen walked to a pavilion and sat down. He looked around and looked at the people coming and going, feeling very relaxed.
Soon he felt a little bored. He raised his head to look at the moon and whispered, "It has been more than a year since I left Daluotian. I wonder what happened to those old friends now..."
One year is too short compared to the nine hundred years that Mo Wangchen has to spend.
In nine hundred years, many things have changed. When I go back again, things will have changed.
"Boom!"
Just when Mo Wangchen was thinking about it in his heart, suddenly, the sky became bright and there was a big fight.
Under the moon, two figures were seen touching each other. The aura of law filled the air, causing the void to twist.
Brilliant rays of light erupted from time to time, eclipsing the sky and the earth, and everyone's eyes were instantly attracted to it.
"It's Luoshen Ti Jingyun!"
People exclaimed as they recognized one of the opponents, the Luo Shen Body. This was a super powerful divine body that shocked the ancient times. For many years, few people in the Eastern Wasteland could compete with it.
"The other person... is the Holy Son of Tianhai Sect! These two people actually had a fight!"
After recognizing the person who had fought with Jing Yun, everyone present was even more surprised.
"The Holy Son of Tianhai has been famous for many years, sweeping across the Eastern Wasteland, and has never encountered an opponent among the younger generation."
"Although Jing Yun has just emerged, because he possesses the Luo Shen Body, he has been the object of great attention from all parties recently. If the two of them fight, who is stronger and who is weaker?"
Everyone's eyes were full of passion. This night was indeed not in vain. They actually saw the pinnacle competition of the younger generation.
The two men fought in an earth-shattering battle that made the sky tremble. Under the night, they fully demonstrated their invincible demeanor.
These were two peerless prodigies who astonished the Eastern Wasteland. During the fierce battle, even the masters of the older generation could not help but change their colors.
In the pavilion, Mo Wangchen's eyes were also attracted. Both of these two people had the cultivation of the Saint Realm. Among them, the aura of the Holy Son of Tianhai had reached the peak of the Saint Realm and was infinitely close to the Emperor Realm.
Luoshen body Jingyun's aura is a little weaker, and he only has the seventh level of the Saint Realm. However, because of the unparalleled power of his divine body, he did not fall into the slightest disadvantage after fighting against the Holy Son of Tianhai for a moment.
"If these two people were born in the Daluo Heaven Realm, their achievements would definitely be more than what they are now. Qingling is just a small world. The laws of heaven and earth and spiritual energy here are too weak..."
Mo Wangchen nodded secretly and saw that both of them were peerless talents. If they were placed in the Daluo Heaven Realm where he was, their current achievements might have already reached the Immortal Realm.