The starting point is 900 million. What’s wrong if I drag it a little bit?

Apart from the human world, the world is still very big.

The spheres of influence of large and small sects are intertwined with each other. Relying on the Nine Holy Lands, they can be considered at peace with each other.

Outside the sect's sphere of influence is the scope of activities of the casual cultivators.

To say that I have no sect or sect is actually 99% of the reason because I have no hope of joining a sect, so I can only console myself by saying that I like freedom.

Even the worst sects still have contempt for casual cultivators.

After all, people like Zhao Qiansun were originally children of luck, and God chased and fed them as rare beings.

Apart from such children of luck, another reason for becoming a casual cultivator is the monks who have already mastered their skills, but do not want to be bound by the sect, and walk freely between heaven and earth.

After all, there are many people with outstanding talents and perverse personalities.

This has also led to extremely serious differences in strength among the casual cultivators.

The difference is really bad, and the strong casual cultivators are also ridiculously strong.

Outside of the sect's influence, the powerful casual cultivators built cities one after another, giving the casual cultivators around the world a place to rest.

These cities serve as trading places for casual cultivators to rest, exchange experiences, and buy and sell techniques or spiritual herbs.

Bai Feiyu, who had been carried on his shoulders for two full months, was finally carried to a huge city.

Bai Feiyu, who is now an ordinary person, has obviously lost weight because of the two months of hard work.

If Ouyang hadn't accidentally transferred his true energy, he might have been tortured to death halfway.

Have you ever tried the feeling of sitting on the roof of a formula car traveling at 800 an hour?

If not, please sit on the roof next time you take the high-speed train.

The exciting feeling of dying instantly and coming back to life instantly will make you jump repeatedly in front of the Lord of Hell.

This is what Bai Feiyu has experienced in the past two months.

When this big city appeared in front of Bai Feiyu, Bai Feiyu's first reaction was to hold on to the wall and vomit out the breakfast he had eaten this morning.

He slapped the proud Diaomao on the side. An angry Bai Feiyu pointed at Diaomao's fingers and trembled.

If this blue bird hadn't been the reincarnation of Ou Yezi, I would have roasted it!

After feeling a little alive, Bai Feiyu raised his head and looked at the big city in front of him.

When he saw the plaque on the city gate, Bai Feiyu was stunned.

The huge city wall is covered with mottled marks of time. Even with the blessing of reinforcement formation, it cannot stop the erosion of time.

These two words, like being carved with a knife and an ax, silently tell the name of this city:

"Chaoge"

The first time he saw these two words, Bai Feiyu seemed to be pulled back in time to the ancient times, when he was still the swordsman Li Taibai.

From being born to growing up, from growing up to defeating all the swordsmen in the world, I have lived in this city for a long time.

There are 16 West Lanes in the city and two cities in the east and west. The Li family, who was once the lord of the city, is the owner of this city.

And he has lived in the City Lord's Mansion since he was a child, practicing swordsmanship all day long and not daring to stop for a moment.

This city was both a safe haven and a prison for me in my previous life.

Bai Feiyu looked at the ancient city in front of him and lamented that time seemed to have stopped in front of this city. After so many years, this city was still standing.

Looking towards the city gate, countless sword cultivators in white clothes were coming in and out. Each monk had a sword hanging on his waist, with his nostrils pointing to the sky, and it was as if the other monk was born to owe him five hundred yuan.

How could Bai Feiyu not know that these sword cultivators in white were doing this to commemorate the former Li Taibai.

The leader of swordsmanship, the best in the world, the swordsman Li Taibai who killed immortals by himself!

Looking down at himself now, Bai Feiyu felt indescribable bitterness in his heart. After his reincarnation, he had become so downcast. He really embarrassed himself in his previous life.

But now that you’re here, let’s take a walk around the city!

Bai Feiyu raised his head again, and just about to take a step forward, he saw a man in green clothes setting up a stall at the entrance of the city wall. He held up a few books in his hands and shouted to the passing sword cultivators: "Let's go." Come on, take a look, it’s an authentic quote from the Sword Immortal, don’t miss it if you pass by, you can’t buy a low-grade spiritual stone and you’ll suffer a loss, you can’t be fooled if you buy it!”

Along with Qingshan's cries, two dogs barked in agreement from time to time.

Although the nostrils of the coming and going sword cultivators were turned upward, they still stopped and looked at the book in Ouyang's hand after hearing the Sword Immortal's words.

"What kind of person is Sword Immortal? How could his quotations appear on such a stall?"

"Is there really a fool who thinks he is selling quotations from the Sword Immortal?"

"He sells quotes from the Sword Immortal, so I am the reincarnation of Li Taibai!"

"Then I am Li Taibai's father, please call me daddy!"

...

This kind of common trick will naturally not deceive the casual cultivators who travel around the world.

But when Ouyang opened a book at random, he recited with a deep voice and full of emotion:

"I am an immortal, and the immortal is me. I am the first immortal in the world, the strongest immortal in the world!"

.....

In an instant, the noisy streets became quiet, and everyone turned their attention to Ouyang, who was reciting Li Taibai's second grade quotations passionately.

Bai Feiyu covered his face with one hand. What's the difference between his senior brother's behavior and defecating in public?

"No, we can't let others know that senior brother and I know each other! I have to go!" Bai Feiyu's face was so hot that he quietly hunched over and prepared to leave.

In terms of shame, I still have to be a big brother!

Just as Bai Feiyu was about to leave, countless gasps of cold air could be heard from Western Zhou:

"Can such a heroic speech really be made by a monk?"

"Yes, just by listening to a sentence, it seems that you can see the grace of the former swordsman before your eyes!"

"I didn't expect that I would actually hear the Sword Immortal's words in my lifetime!"

"Ah...I'm dead!"

Countless sword immortals looked blankly at Ouyang who was reciting the quotation affectionately, their faces full of shock and emotion.

Finally, a young swordsman in white walked towards Ouyang's small bookstall. He opened the book of Sword Immortal Quotations as if he had found a treasure, and closed it instantly after taking a first look at it.

The young man flushed with excitement, quickly threw down a low-grade spiritual stone, turned around and squeezed away from the crowd.

When there was the first person to eat crabs, the small bookstall set up by Ouyang was instantly crowded by sword cultivators.

"Give me a copy! Give me a copy!"

"I want two copies! Two copies!"

"Who stepped on my feet! Bastard!"

...

Among the bustling sword cultivators in white, Ouyang, who was dressed in blue, smiled happily. While collecting the spirit stones, he took out a book of quotations from the Sword Immortal from the storage space and handed them to the sword cultivators who were thirsty for knowledge.

"Do all the sword cultivators of this era have brain problems?" Bai Feiyu looked at the crazy sword cultivators and was shocked by the low cultural literacy of this generation of sword cultivators.

If all the sword cultivators in the world are like this now, why worry about the continuous line of sword cultivators?