Xiuxian is like this

"Heh, you're being self-indulgent."

"Hey, I just like your rebellious look."

Lu Bei picked up his teacup and drank it all in one gulp, and picked up Zhu Qilan who was still sulking. It's a long way to go to the holy land of the human race, and it's better to go to the quiet room for double cultivation.

……

Four days later.

Quyan State, Fulong Mountain Range.

Quyan is a big country of the human race, with a national destiny of 100 years, and it ranks among the millennium gods.Influenced by the Kunlun Mountains, there is plenty of aura in the country, and the average level of monks is extremely high. Compared with Wu Zhou, it is a proper high-level map.

Xuanlong and Xiongchu are god dynasties for thousands of years, the royal family has good fortune, and the Zhao family and the ancient family have produced a large number of talents, but in terms of overall national strength, they are still inferior to Qu Yan.

One reason is that the fortune of the country is not long, and the history of the two countries is not as deep as that of Qu Yan, and the other is the geographical location, Qu Yan is uniquely blessed, and it is easier for monks to practice.

Of course, the comparison between major countries should not be based on whose strengths are outstanding, but whose weaknesses are obvious.

Xuanlong is unlucky in the northern region, and has been threatened by monsters for many years. In comparison, his military strength may not be much worse than that of Qu Yan. Unfortunately, his development is limited, his military expenditure exceeds his budget every year, and he doesn't have much spare money in his pocket.

Xiongchu was unlucky due to the curse of the royal bloodline, the ancient family's big chariot Yangshou was cut short, there were endless talents emerging, and he was still unable to accumulate a strong family background, and the millennium God Dynasty was lonely.

Qu Yan did not have these problems, and the surrounding small countries were trained to be obedient by him, and none of them had been established for more than a thousand years.

Every small country with a fortune of 500 years will be cautious as if walking on thin ice. However, accidents always come suddenly, because of one or another accident, it is destroyed by other countries.

This is the rhythm that should exist between a big country and a small country. A small catastrophe in 500 years, and a catastrophe in a thousand years. Throughout history, it is the same.

Xiongchu was able to survive the millennium catastrophe in peace and stability, he should be grateful to the monster clan of the Hundred Thousand Mountains, otherwise Xuanlong would not let his younger brother be on an equal footing with him.

Of course, Xiongchu also paid a huge price for this, and the three artifacts of Zhen Guo were all gone.

In the fifth year of Wu Zhou's founding in 820, the glory of the Millennium God Dynasty is about to usher in. When the time comes, the overall national power will explode.

Crises coexisted, and at the same time, there was also a thousand-year catastrophe of destroying the country.It is conceivable that Xuanlong, Xiongchu and even Qi Yan will not allow Wu Zhou to pass the tribulation smoothly.

Closer to home, a corner of Fulong Mountain Range.

The surrounding darkness surged, and the aura was hidden and difficult to detect. There were probably dozens of people in the past.

Two men in black stood on the top of the mountain.

The man among the two looked middle-aged, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, a lion's nose and a wide mouth, and a sleek hairstyle, which was very eye-catching.

The shoulders are broad and the back is thick, the limbs are strong, and the cuffs are rolled up to the middle of the arms, revealing the explosive muscles on the two arms.

However, there is a calmness between his brows and eyes, thick on the outside and thin on the inside, and he is a reliable teammate at first glance.

Nie Zixiong, the examiner of the Holy Land of the Human Race.

The woman's appearance and color are impeccable. Under the slender and naturally curved eyebrows, her eyes are full of smoke, with a faint smile on her face, and her two dimples are quite intoxicating.

The shoulders are cut like a knife, the waist is twisted, and the figure is quite charming.

What's even more rare is that, being so thin and yet so handsome, there is a great evil here.

Nie Ziyi, the examiner of the Holy Land of the Human Race.

Here I want to say that the Holy Land of the Human Race accepts disciples in batches, regardless of the identity of the applicants and where they are from, the surnames and characters are unified after entry.

Nie Zixiong and Nie Ziyi are step masters and seniors of Li Zixun. Because of their excellent aptitude, they have a higher status in the Holy Land and belong to the ranks of direct disciples.

"Brother, why did you put Wu Zhou in the last place in the assessment? Xiongchu performed very well before, so they should enjoy this treatment." Nie Ziyi took out a small notebook, with a red pen in hand, and wrote two lines.

The holy land of the human race holds a grand meeting every ten years. Because there are too many participants, the examiners will randomly draw lots to delete a group of unlucky ones.

Taking the Kunlun Mountains as the east-west coordinates, it is divided into four regions: southeast, northeast, southwest, and northwest. This time, the Northeast region is selected, and the four kingdoms of Xuanlong, Xiongchu, Wuzhou, and Qiyan are all in this area.

Due to internal chaos in Qi Yan, various forces competed for the competition places, and the contestants sent were mixed, and all the contestants were marked with red crosses by the two examiners.

If you are eliminated early, you can go to the Holy Land of the Human Race to observe the ceremony, but you are not eligible to participate.

Xuanlong played soy sauce as always, and the whole country was fighting with the monster race. He was not interested in participating in the so-called grand event, so he threw a few fit periods to show that he had participated.

Of course, because of his bad attitude and negative attitude towards the exam, he was marked with a red cross by the examiner.

To say that Xuanlong is also a strange thing, the white hairs are not very interested in the holy land of the human race. The old Zhao family has been in hiding all the year round, and the only connection with the holy land is to ask for resources, give people money and equipment, so that they can go to the monster race.

A guy who desperately wants money, will spoil if he doesn't give benefits, and won't even say thank you if he takes benefits, and has a very bad reputation in the Holy Land.

At the same time, it also has an excellent reputation.

Xuanlong's merits in resisting the monster clan cannot be ignored. More than a dozen emperors died in the border battle. They made outstanding contributions and never competed for fame and fortune. Therefore, no matter what Xuanlong wanted, the Holy Land gritted his teeth and recognized it.

It is too much, and they will take the lead in donating money, and set an example to make neighboring Xiongchu, Wuzhou, Qiyan and other countries conscious.

Compared with the two countries, Xiongchu's performance is not bad. The two examiners drew a red circle, and recognized that a group of eight people are eligible to participate.

"Everyone in Xiongchu is amazing, but it's a pity..."

Nie Zixiong shook his head slightly, he had heard of the Gu family's blood curse.Involving the fairy island in the East China Sea, there is quite a gap with the hidden dragon clan, even the holy land of the human race is not easy to intervene.

All I can say is, it's a pity.

"Brother, I want to ask you something!"

"Among Wu Zhou's contestants this time, there are a few worthy of attention. I want to confirm it myself. I put it at the end because I want to have a surprise."

Nie Zixiong pointed to the list on the small book and said: "Zhu Qilan and Zhu Shihan are both talented, and they may have a good performance in this conference. Zhu Mourning became a blockbuster ten years ago. This is his last competition. I am looking forward to his performance." Performance, and then there's...the man."

"Lu Bei, the lord of the Heavenly Sword Sect, the inheritor of the Immortal Sword Intent..."

The information about Lu Bei is very complicated. The main reason is that his record is too magnificent. From Qi Yan's tribulation period to the demon king in the northern border of Xuanlong. .

Looking at the series of achievements, Nie Ziyi was amazed, and said bluntly: "Brother, is it possible that the report card is falsified? After all, he is only in his early twenties, and he has not practiced for two years."

The articulation is aggravated, highlighting a suspicious one.

According to the usual experience, in order to add points to their resumes or accept red envelopes from the contestants, the inner disciples who go to various countries will more or less brag about the strength of the contestants.

Nie Ziyi thinks there are two suspicious things, one is Lu Bei's actual age, and the other is the time of practice, which is too exaggerated to make it too fake, even a reincarnated immortal should not be like this.

Nie Zixiong refused to comment, and he could tell if it was true or not by trying it out: "Junior Sister, are the array and puppets ready?"

"The big formation has been set up, and the puppets are ready to go. Senior brother... it's just an assessment. You don't want to end in person, do you?"

"Yes."

Nie Zixiong looked at the sky and murmured: "After all, it is the Immortal Sword Intent, whoever comes here will not be able to help but want to learn a thing or two."

"Senior brother, the ugly words are up front. If his record is true, you are probably no match."

"It doesn't matter, if he wins, it means that a generation of wizards from my human race came to the world, and I will only be happier as a brother."

"But you are an examiner, do you still want Holy Land's face?"

"This……"

Nie Zixiong was speechless for a while, but shook his head after a while: "Probably not, Brother Wei is still very confident in his own strength."

"Senior brother, someone is here."

"Go!"

Nie Zixiong's eyes burst open, his voice fell, and the ancient characters of Daxia spread in all directions, and the formation spread silently.

As the transparent clouds surged in all directions, the vitality of the heaven and the earth suddenly stagnated at a certain moment, and after it started to work again, an independent world was completely formed.

Nie Ziyi is in charge of the eyes of the formation, and each shadow hides in each portal of the formation.

At this time, the silver-white flying shuttle was flying over the formation, and the step master received the order to drive the flying shuttle into the gate of the formation.

Chapter 556 The Strangeness of the World

A loud bang.

The disciples of the Zhu family, who were sitting cross-legged in the meditation room, woke up from their cultivation and mistakenly thought that the holy land of the human race had arrived.

Because of the national conditions, Zhu Mourning and Zhu Shihan were isolated invisibly.

"Don't make any noise. This is Quyan, and I haven't arrived at the Holy Land yet." Zhu Xiushi appeared with a cold face. In the absence of bad boys, the female tutor was full of majesty, enough to calm down the young people present.

After the words fell, Bu Zishi walked over quickly, whispering to Zhu Xiushi with a dignified face.

"There is such a thing?!"

Zhu Xiushi turned pale with shock, and asked a group of people to wait on the spot, saying that there was an important matter to be dealt with first.

"Senior, what exactly happened, if it's trivial, I can do it for you." Zhu Mourn asked with a frown.

"It's nothing, Qu Yan didn't recognize Shuo in the Holy Land, and regarded us as intruders. There was a misunderstanding, and the envoy and I will come forward and explain, and we will be back soon." Zhu Xiushi hurried away, and left with Bu Zishi.

Zhu Mourn nodded and stopped asking, vaguely guessing something.

Unlike the other Xiaobai present, he had been to the Holy Land of the Human Race ten years ago, met a few unlucky people who were removed early, and knew a little about the assessment rules of the Holy Land.

Good thing!

Being expelled is incompetent, and I can't blame the examiner for not showing affection. Those who are capable are not afraid of the assessment, and they can't wait to leave a good impression on the examiner in front of other people.

Thinking of this, Zhu Mourn patted Zhu Shihan on the shoulder: "There may be conflicts in the future. Qu Yan is a big country, and the monks are strong. Remember to go all out, and don't let the other party underestimate us Wu Zhou."

Zhu Shihan was dumbfounded, there was a little misunderstanding, just explain, where is the conflict?

Before he could open his mouth, wisps of mist were drawn into the shuttle, dividing the nine palaces and gossip, bringing him a portal in an instant.

The void is pure white, and it is difficult to distinguish up, down, left, and right.

Between surprise and uncertainty, a figure with a black robe covering his face slowly stepped out.

The air condensed under its feet, and after stepping on it, the sound was like thunder, and clusters of roars exploded.

His figure seems to be slow, but in fact, every time he takes a step, he has a distance of tens of feet, and within a breath, he has already arrived in front of Zhu Shihan.

The wind was so violent that it suddenly raised a huge wind wall.

"Senior, this junior is from the Wu Zhou family. He passed by your country just to go to the holy place of the human race. You should ask clearly before it is too late to do it." Zhu Shihan was far away in a foreign land, not wanting to cause disputes, and he retreated silently while accumulating strength.

The figure in the black robe remained unmoved, Zhu Shihan took one step back, and he took ten steps forward, the aura around him became more and more dignified, and when he approached Zhu Shihan, his aura had already reached its peak.

boom! ! !

The agitated fist intent condensed into substance, involving the surrounding space and blending into one, mighty and mighty.

"Huangji Sacrifice Seal."

Zhu Shihan shouted loudly, and the fist power he had accumulated for a long time suddenly blasted out.

The two fists collided in the air, and the surrounding space was compressed into rocks. With a loud noise, the deep thunder sound echoed endlessly in the portal of the formation.

In the next second, the red fire wings spread out, and the phantom of Suzaku rose into the sky, heading straight for the place where the black-robed figure was standing.

"good."

Nie Ziyi, who was in charge of the formation, nodded. Zhu Shihan's realm is a bit weak, but he has the fate of Vermillion Bird, and his future is limitless. Given time for him to realize his talent, becoming a master is not a problem.

Just as he was thinking, Bu Zishi stepped through the gate and came with Zhu Xiushi.

The three female cultivators met each other, each with its own merits, exchanged a few words of pleasantries, and turned their attention to the area of ​​concern.

The first is Zhu Mourning, with outstanding strength, easily suppressing the two black-robed puppets with one against two.

Nie Ziyi deliberately tested his upper limit, waved his hand, and added three more puppets.

In the picture, Zhu Mourning is very talented in martial arts, and his expression remains unchanged when he is under heavy siege. Judging from his posture of coping with ease, it is clear that he is far from exerting his full strength.

Passed.

Nie Ziyi took out the notebook and drew a red circle.

"what?!"

Suddenly, a feeling of broken puppet came to his heart, and Nie Ziyi turned to look at the source.In the line of sight, Zhu Qilan's face was stern, and he slowly fell down with a knife in his palm. The background was a black-robed puppet that had been dismantled into pieces.

So fast!

Nie Ziyi was slightly surprised, feeling that there were so many bright spots in Wu Zhou, and Zhu Qilan's strength might still be higher than that of Zhu Mourning.

These three people still behave like this, wouldn't that Lu Bei who inherited the immortal sword intent...

Lu Bei: ...

"Didn't you eat? You don't even have the strength to beat someone, and you still learn how to rob!"

"Change, you don't feel ashamed, kid, it's not that the suzerain looks down on you, put it in Tianjianzong, don't think about robbery, you just plant trees to open the way."