"I understand, Sect Master." The first Talisman Immortal Qingwu agreed readily. After cutting off the communication, she raised her eyebrows slightly, "I wonder if I have Wang Zezhi's luck and can meet a talented talisman cultivator!" Wang Zezhi, this disciple, is really a genius sword cultivator. He has only been ascending for a few years, and now he can actually break into the Immortal Sword Mountain. Fairy Sword Mountain is the fairy mountain that all sword cultivators most yearn for, but if you want to break into it, you must get the approval of Fairy Sword Mountain. Ye Feixuan succeeded in breaking into the Immortal Sword Mountain for the first time, which made Wangze Capital, who had always been silent, couldn't help but show off to them. Without further ado, Qingwu immediately tore apart space and headed to Feixian Town. Compared to the low profile of the Sword Immortal Sect, Qingwu was neither high-profile nor low-key, walking leisurely on the streets of Feixian Town. Naturally, there are practitioners in Feixian Town who have seen Qingwu, so the moment he saw Qingwu, he couldn't help but exclaimed, "The First Fu Immortal! The First Fu Immortal Qing Wu appeared in Feixian Town." Suddenly, the news of Qingwu's appearance spread throughout Feixian Town as if it had wings. When Zheng Shanjing heard the news, he couldn't help but frowned, "The Xuantian Immortal Sect actually sent the first Talisman Immortal Qingwu here." "Master, Qingwu Talisman Xu must have happened to pass by here!" The eldest disciple couldn't help but say. Zheng Shanjing raised his eyes and glanced at him, "It's a coincidence now, but she will know what's going on soon." The eldest disciple frowned and said, "Master, how about we go to Little Poison Valley?" "Not good!" Zheng Shanjing shook his head, "They are breaking through there. If we interrupt them hastily, it will be counterproductive." "The other forces will also send people by then." The eldest disciple said. Zheng Shanjing took a sip of the spiritual tea and said, "Then let's all rely on our own abilities!" When Ke Tiandong heard that Qingwu was coming, he returned to his usual leisurely state and did whatever he had to do. However, he still found time to meet Qingwu. "Xianjun Qingwu!" Qingwu raised her eyes and glanced at Ke Tiandong, and said in an unhurried tone, "Here he comes!" Her eyes signaled Ke Tiandong to sit down and taste the spirit tea, and then continued, "The sect master briefly said, please tell me about their situation in detail!" Facing the relatively approachable Qingwu, Ke Tiandong didn't feel so nervous. "Actually, I don't know much about them except that their bone age is between thirty and fifty, and they seem to have good minds. They are very cautious." Qingwu raised her eyebrows slightly, "It is a good thing to be cautious." "I know Ye Feiran best. She is a seventh-grade alchemist, and this group of people is vaguely headed by her." Ke Tiandong continued. "Seventh grade alchemist?" Qingwu's eyes flashed with surprise, "No wonder the sect master is so anxious, what about the others?" "Uh... there is a Gu Master among them. She originally wanted to join the Gu Sect, but I fooled her." Ke Tiandong said while taking a cautious look at Qingwu. "Gu Master?" Qingwu raised her eyes and glanced at him, "Did you say that I have a good relationship with the owner of the Viper Valley?" Ke Tiandong reached out and touched his nose, with an embarrassed look on his face, "Yes!" Qingwu took a sip of the spiritual tea and said after a while, "If she is extremely talented and successfully passes the Xuantian Immortal Sect's entrance exam, and her Gu skills are really good, I wouldn't mind mentioning it in front of the Master of the Poisonous Snake Valley. Hit her." "Xianjun Qingwu is so refreshing. Little friend Nie will be very happy to know." Ke Tiandong said immediately. "Where are they now?" Qingwu asked again, she planned to check on them quietly. "Little Poison Valley, a few days ago one of the kids broke through to the peak of Immortal, but I'm not sure which kid it was." Ke Tiandong said. "Oh? She broke through to the peak of immortality in one fell swoop. This person must be extremely talented. We must recruit her to our Xuantian Immortal Sect." Qingwu's expression suddenly became serious. "yes!" After Ke Tiandong left, Qingwu found some time to quietly visit Little Poison Valley. Seeing Ye Feiran and his party with her own eyes, she was filled with emotion. To rise from the lower world at such a young age is indeed a gift, and they are all handsome men and beauties. Very few people in the fairy world know that the first talisman, Qingwu, is actually a pretty girl. She likes to admire good-looking people, regardless of gender. Therefore, she admired the beauty of these fourteen people, and her eyes stayed on Ye Feiran. After Ye Feiran broke through to the peak of immortality, she spent the daytime consolidating her cultivation, and at night she paid attention to the situation of her friends and did other things by the way. For example, now, after taking a look around her friends, she took out the manuscripts of the ancestors of the Wen family and read them, drawing on the ground with branches from time to time. Qingwu's eyes suddenly lit up when he saw her drawing the talisman. Could it be that this little beauty who had reached the peak of immortality in one fell swoop was interested in the talisman? Qingwu doesn't mind if she is a Fu cultivator now, as long as she is interested and has talent. After all, Ye Feiran's cultivation talent and beauty are so attractive! During this period of time, Ye Feiran noticed from time to time that divine consciousness was sweeping over them, and some people even came here to look at them, but none of those people looked at them for as long as this person did now. She blinked and couldn't help but raise her eyes to look in Qingwu's direction. Qingwu: "!!!" Hey, I was discovered, and I am really very vigilant! Qingwu rolled his eyes, no longer hiding his aura, and even revealed his figure. The next moment, she and Ye Feiran looked at each other. "Woman, the other party is the peak of the Immortal Emperor!" the little boy immediately reminded. The peak of the Immortal Emperor! Ye Feiran's heart tightened slightly. Did she happen to pass by here, or did she come here on purpose? Now that she was exposed, Qingwu didn't stay too long before turning around and leaving. Anyway, Ye Feiran must have remembered her as the peak Immortal Emperor. Seeing her leaving, Ye Feiran breathed a sigh of relief. He really didn't expect to meet a powerful Immortal Emperor so soon! As time passed, more and more cultivators came to Feixian Town, and Feixian Town suddenly became very lively. After these cultivators came to Feixian Town, they all went to Little Poison Valley. Ye Feiran: "..." She felt as if they had become meat and potatoes. As time went by, the friends also made breakthroughs one after another. The second person to make a breakthrough was Qian Mingzhu, because she had encountered an opportunity in the Netherworld before, and then practiced in the Tower of Time for ten years. Next are Yun Chen, Jiang Yinghan, Lu Yingzhou, Tang Mengtong, Nalan Weiran, Han Xize, Mu Ge, Nie Yingluo, Yu Liuxia, Situ Yu, Ye Han, and finally Fengwei. In short, it took five months. Except for Ye Feiran, who reached the peak of immortality in one fell swoop, everyone else was in the early stages of immortality. "Ranran, I can break through." Tian Panxi suddenly said. As a result, before Ye Feiran could speak, the little boy took the lead and said, "You are not suitable for a breakthrough now. The peak of the Immortal Emperor has come to Feixian Town." Tian Panxi can usually hide her aura, but when she breaks through, she can't break through at all. If she breaks through here, the entire Feixian Town will know that she is a ten thousand year drought demon. He didn't believe that cultivators in the immortal world were not interested in the Ten Thousand Years Drought Demon.
March, early spring. A corner in the eastern part of Nanhuangzhou. The hazy sky was gray and black, showing heavy depression, as if someone had spilled ink on the rice paper, and the ink soaked into the sky and blurred out the clouds. The clouds overlapped and merged with each other, spreading out streaks of crimson lightning, accompanied by rumbling thunder. It's like the roar of gods, echoing in the world. ,. Blood-colored rain, with sadness, falls into the mortal world. The earth was hazy, and there was a ruined city, silent and lifeless in the dim red rain of blood. The city is in ruins and everything is withered. Collapsed houses can be seen everywhere, as well as blue-black corpses and pieces of meat, like broken autumn leaves, silently withering. The streets that used to be bustling with people are now desolate. The sandy dirt road that used to be bustling with people is no longer noisy now. Only blood and mud mixed with minced meat, dust, and paper were left, indistinguishable from each other, which was shocking. Not far away, a broken carriage was stuck deep in the mud, full of sadness. Only an abandoned rabbit doll hung on the shaft, swaying in the wind. The white fluff has long been soaked into wet red, full of eerieness. The turbid eyes seemed to have some residual resentment, looking lonely at the mottled rocks in front of them. There, a figure was lying down. This was a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old, his clothes were torn and covered with dirt, and he had a broken leather bag tied around his waist. The young man squinted his eyes and remained motionless. The biting cold penetrated his worn coat from all directions and spread throughout his body, gradually taking away his body temperature. But even though the rain fell on his face, he didn't blink, staring coldly into the distance like an eagle. Following his gaze, he saw a skinny vulture gnawing on the carrion of a wild dog, seven or eight feet away from him, observing the surroundings vigilantly from time to time. It seems that in this dangerous ruins, if there is the slightest movement, it will instantly rise into the sky. The young man is like a hunter, patiently waiting for the opportunity. After a long time, the opportunity came, and the greedy vulture finally buried its head completely into the belly of the wild dog. ,,. ,.
