Cultivation starts from crossing three years

"Which position?"

Xiao Huo sank into the depths of his mind, wanting to follow the call in his heart to find the source.

But in the end,

It still shook its head.

"No, I feel like the whole city is calling for me."

"The whole city..."

Zhang Qingyuan bowed his head in thought for a long time, tapping his fingers on the table unconsciously,

However, in the end, Zhang Qingyuan gave up the idea of ​​pursuing the secret.

Tianxian City is too big,

As the most prosperous city of comprehension in the Beishan region, there are countless cultivators in the cave realm over the years. If the secrets hidden inside are really so easy to be discovered, how can they wait until now?

However, before the exchange meeting, you can continue to visit the Tianxian City, so you can observe it a little bit.

Zhang Qingyuan secretly said in his heart.

But he didn't have much hope for it.

Poured a glass of wine,

Zhang Qingyuan drank leisurely.

Outside the window, there are patches of noisy voices.

There are cries, shouts, cheers, and children's laughter... the air is filled with the smell of wine, pancakes, and fried fruits.

In the busy city, the world of mortals is billowing.

The figure of Zhang Qingyuan was sitting by the window,

As if blending into this world,

It seems to be isolated from this world alone.

heart and soul,

unpredictable.

In the perception reflected by Zhang Qingyuan's mind, the entire street, all living beings in the world of mortals, joy, anger, sorrow and joy turned into a boundless tide, impacting and rolling, shaking the sky with waves.

And his mind, in the midst of this tide of mortals, is constantly being impacted,

Constantly undergoing training,

more and more bright.

The turbulent waves in the inner world have no influence on the outside world.

From then on, Zhang Qingyuan looked ordinary on the outside, and no one in the busy city around felt anything strange. Even if someone glanced at that location out of the corner of his eye, they would instinctively ignore it.

"The little old man has been telling the story of the Tianjiao in Tianxian City these days, and the judges are getting tired of thinking about it, so let's talk about the legend of Tianxian City today..."

Downstairs of the inn,

An old man was leading a storytelling session with his granddaughter to the audience.

Different from other people's popular novels, this old man is telling stories that happened in the Tianxian City, which has a very local characteristic regional culture.

The old man has rich experience in storytelling. After embellishing some folk legends and stories, he told them vividly, but it also attracted many passers-by.

Zhang Qingyuan upstairs was also listening quietly.

Naturally, he wasn't attracted by the old man's story. The many mature online novels he had read in his previous life were much better than the others, both in terms of refreshment and storytelling.

What really caught Zhang Qingyuan's attention,

It is the ancient legend about Tianxian City that it mentioned.

The story of the old man is very common, adapted from the stories of ancient legends, the general content is that tens of thousands of years ago, Tianxian City was not called Tianxian City, but Tianyao City. This is the story of a hero who rose up and led mankind to defeat the demon clan here, and changed the Tian Yao City into the Tian Xian City.

Anyone who lives in Tianxian City knows a thing or two about this myth and legend, but after being edited and polished by the old man, the story is so passionate that it makes people fascinated by it as if they had experienced it personally.

Inside the restaurant and inn, Zhang Qingyuan touched his chin with a thoughtful look on his face.

"Boss, do you also like this kind of story? In fact, I think your experience is so mysterious that it must be very popular with other people when written as a novel."

In Zhang Qingyuan's heart, Xiaohuo's voice suddenly sounded.

"Myths and legends, although most of them are fabricated and fabricated to spread fraudulently, there will always be some information that can be gleaned from them."

Zhang Qingyuan glanced at Xiaohuo calmly, that look made the latter a little frightened.

Before the anxious Xiao Huo wanted to say something to redeem him, he heard Zhang Qingyuan speak in a somewhat inscrutable way.

"Boss is wise!"

Xiao Huo immediately cheered loudly.

In order to redeem the wrong words, it is right to cheer hard at this time.

"I don't know what the boss heard?"

"Nothing at all."

Zhang Qingyuan's expression was flat.

"..."

Chapter 73 Vicious

Xiao Huo was really speechless.

rolled his eyes,

I don't want to talk to my boss anymore.

Zhang Qingyuan drank a cup of tea indifferently, his complexion did not change at all, and he didn't care much in his heart.

Since it is a myth and legend, it means that it has been circulated for an unknown number of years. It is passed from one person to another. When it is passed on to the next population, if that person adds or deletes something, the next person will also In this way, after passing through countless generations and countless individuals, the original deeds have long been beyond recognition.

How is it possible to explore history from myths and legends!

But it's not completely useless.

At least there are still some news worth considering.

For example, the background of this story,

The original name of Tianxian City should be Tianyao City. In ancient times, demons were rampant, and human beings were like dogs and slaves... This may have happened in this city.

Zhang Qingyuan touched his chin, thinking secretly in his heart.

Could the hidden things in Tianxian City have anything to do with this?

Suddenly, Zhang Qingyuan had a premonition.

Just as Zhang Qingyuan was thinking, there was a sudden commotion outside the restaurant.

"Hey, old guy, I want your granddaughter to serve you because I think highly of you, uncle, don't be ignorant!"

The lower floor of the restaurant,

The old man who was telling the story had already stopped, and the booth was messy. The granddaughter of the old man was being held on the shoulder by a tall and thin man in black with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks.

The granddaughter struggled and kicked with both hands and feet, screaming,

And the old storyteller was kneeling on the ground, kowtowing to the monk who was carrying his granddaughter in front of him, blood flowed down from his forehead, staining the ground red.

"My lord, please do me a favor. My granddaughter is unlucky. She can't do the work of serving you. Just let her go!"

The pitiful begging made everyone around look sideways at him, with unbearable expressions on their faces, but no one came to help.

Among the onlookers,

Seeing this scene, several young and strong young men with shirtless arms showed anger visible in their right eyes. They wanted to step forward, but they were pulled down by the middle-aged coolie around them, and they glared at them fiercely. glance.

The tall and thin black-clothed man with the sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks was obviously a monk,

And they are only mortal coolies loading and unloading the docks,

Going up is not enough for someone to slap!

If you want to see injustice and draw your sword to help, it also depends on whether you have that kind of strength!

Not far away, the guards patrolling the street saw the conflict, and hurried over, but they saw the monk's clothes and the powerful aura of real essence emanating from him from a distance.

He just pretended to be invisible and walked around.

"Hey, a mortal old man who doesn't know what is good or bad, then go to hell!"

The tall and thin monk with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks snorted, raised his foot, and was about to kick down on the old man.

"stop!"

Just then there was a shout from the crowd.

However, among the few mortal young coolies who were listening to the story, a young coolie who was young and vigorous, broke free from the crowd and came out, pointing at the monk and shouting loudly:

"Hey, what are you doing?! Robbing a civilian girl in broad daylight, bullying an old man, how can you do this!"

"Fazi, hurry back, that's Lord Shangxian, you can't afford to offend him!"

The middle-aged Lifu behind him immediately looked terrified, and hurriedly stepped forward to firmly hold the young man named Fazi.

At the same time, he kept bowing deeply to the tall, thin, sharp-mouthed, monkey-cheeked black-clothed cultivator in front of him, and apologized submissively:

"Lord Shangxian, forgive me, this child's brain has been burnt out since he was a child, please don't take it seriously!"

"Uncle Liang, don't drag me, I really can't stand it anymore! What he did is too much, even if he is a cultivator, even if I die today, I have to scold him once!"

Fazi broke free from Uncle Liang's arm, pointed at the sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked black-clothed cultivator on the opposite side, and cursed loudly:

"You are a dignified cultivator who bullies a lonely old man and a young girl, don't you know how to write the word shame?!"

The young man named Fazi yelled loudly, and everyone present looked sideways at him, and the eyes of everyone around him were almost focused on him.

From time to time, spiritual sense interweaves and sweeps across,

But when he sensed the majestic aura of the true essence realm on the tall and thin monk with the sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks, he hurriedly avoided in panic.

Then, when he sensed that the cultivator in the True Yuan Realm didn't blame him, he saw the coolie mortal in his early years, and couldn't help but sneered, as if he was watching the excitement.

Faced with the accusation of the young man named Fazi, not only did the monk with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks not show any anger, but he made a loud noise and showed a sinister and strange smile.

"Jie Jie, kid, don't you know that the easiest punishment in this world is death?"

"I don't want to die or live, to endure the pain of burning my body day and night, and even kill my most important person with my own hands when I am awake, that is the real pain and suffering!"

"Jie Jie, boy, I am optimistic about your courage, and in return I will let you become my evil corpse!"

The eyes of the sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked monk burst into blue light, like a hungry wolf finding food!

Under the terrible gaze,

The young man named Fazai felt that his whole body fell into an ice cave in the middle of winter at that moment, and was poured with cold water from head to toe.

It's freezing cold!

Accompanied by the frightening aura of the True Origin Realm from the monk with the sharp mouth and monkey cheeks spreading silently, everyone around him, including Uncle Liang, was heartbroken and stared at him in horror.

I can't move my hands and feet at all!

There was a dead silence all around.

However, I don't know if there is any potential forced out of the desperate situation.

Although Fazi was trembling all over and couldn't stop the fear surging in his heart, he still forcibly opened his teeth that were constantly colliding up and down, fixed his gaze on the person in front of him, and kept his eyes from turning away, and clenched his mouth tightly:

"One person...doing things...one...person...doing...it has nothing to do with...Uncle Liang's...don't...make trouble for them!"

until this moment,

Feeling the terrifying and boundless pressure that almost crushed his whole body, Fazai knew what he had done.

Now facing the danger of death,

Although he was instinctively afraid from the bottom of his heart, he didn't regret it!

It's a pity that I don't have the ability,