that's all,

A group of forces, including the various families and the Ninth Bureau, were all at the top of Kunlun. The Xu family's house set up camp in front of them and waited quietly.

One day, two days, five days passed,

One week, three weeks, four weeks passed,

Until one month later,

The Xu family was still the same as usual, and no abnormal movements came out, let alone Xu Huai came out of seclusion.

but,

All forces were not anxious about this, and they rarely showed great patience and said nothing. They just waited for Xu Huai to come out of seclusion while absorbing the spiritual energy around them, meditating and practicing, and improving their realm.

Over time,

The two did not delay each other, which made other forces see each other. It was really shocking and unbelievable.

During this month,

Nothing happened to the Xu family, and their life was stable. Instead, the style of the entire Chinese practice circle suddenly changed, and the wind and clouds were surging.

A month has almost passed, and the changes can be said to be earth-shaking.

A practitioner in the innate realm,

It was in a blowout form. Overnight, rare innate monks emerged from all corners of the land of China, and innate was no longer synonymous with the town family.

There is a son in the southwest, Lin Yunche,

About twenty-five years old, the technique of a long sword was superb. I heard that no one could resist his sword.

Then, he traveled northward, defeating countless small sects and forces, establishing his innate status in one fell swoop, and was praised as the Southwest Sword Saint.

Coincidentally,

There are geniuses in the south, and the north is also true.

It is still a similar period. After twenty-four years, Fang Ping, who inherited the Taoist crafts thousands of years ago in the ruins and was good at geomantic arts. He used the ability to use the terrain for himself, and no one could surpass him.

With a light wave, he pulls the general trend of heaven and earth and echoes himself. Although he has just entered the innate world, he is no less than the ordinary innate late stages under the bonus of the terrain.

Even Liu Li, the head of the Liu family, wanted to see the style of the terrain after hearing this, but because he was at the top of Kunlun, he had no time to clone himself, so he had to give up.

Of course, besides these two,

In other places, there are geniuses that are rare in the past.

It was like Xu Huai's successful breakthrough, breaking a certain kind of aura, people and things that had not been seen before, for a time, were endless on the entire land of China, rushing to happen.

A big deal,

After you finished singing, I went on stage, and the momentum of my flowers burning, the flowers were killed.

"Have you heard of it?"

"The genius from the north and south, one is north and the other is south. According to their advanced route, they are going to meet each other. Do you think what will happen?"

A casual cultivator asked in question: "Now, Xu Zhenjun is in seclusion and consolidates his realm, and the Golden Pill realm is the first. In the innate realm, these two people with later combat power can also be named, but I don't know what it is?"

"Haha, is it necessary to hear it? This matter has been confirmed. The Southwest Sword Saint has already said that he will personally set up the arena to face the Beidi Earth Master."

"Real? Is the news reliable?"

"Of course, it's really not true. You will know in two days. This is a great show."

"Then you have to hurry up! Of course, you can't miss such a grand event in the world. Even if you can't do it yourself, it's good to have some experience."

Immediately afterwards,

The entire Chinese immortal cultivation world was moved because of the battle between the two, and there were discussions from all sides.

"Fang Ping?"

"Bei Di Master? What a great name!"

"It's just a lucky boy who has gone through good luck and inherited the ruins of his predecessors. How can he compare with me, Lin Yunche? I really disdain to join him."

"When I will pick it under the sword, people in the world will know that I am the number one among the younger generation."

In a valley,

Lin Yunche leaned against the tree, and the disdain in his eyes flashed by. After muttering in a low voice, he closed his eyes and rested.

In his opinion,

Fang Ping is at most a jumping clown, and can be defeated easily and does not require much trouble.

His goal is to become the real king of Jindan and even the later Venerable of the Void Realm.

Young, less than twenty-five years old,

His cultivation has reached the middle stage of the innate stage, far exceeding the same generation. Even the heads of some aristocratic families are just like this.

It seems that Lin Yunche has the capital to be proud of. Similarly, his personality is complementary to this, he is arrogant and does not take anyone seriously, and is disliked by the world.

Compared to Lin Yunche's contempt, Fang Ping attached much importance to it and learned early on everything about Lin Yunshi, including his best swordsmanship.

"Ping'er, you really want to fight with that Southwest Sword Saint. Can you avoid him? This is really dangerous."

"If there is anything, what should I do..."

A woman with a sad face and a half-albumin hair was trying hard to persuade Fang Ping.

"Mom, no."

"I can't escape this battle with him. According to his personality, I will never let me go. Even if I suggest not to fight, he will still step on me."

Fang Ping shook his head, looked at his mother, and said helplessly.

Fang Ping really doesn't care about this so-called first-person title of young people and doesn't pay so much attention to it.

On the contrary,

If there is anything that can be avoided, he will definitely try it.

This is not to say that Fang Ping was afraid of Lin Yunche and was afraid of losing in the battle, but he really felt that it was meaningless.

If you have this free time, it’s better to practice more.

He said it again,

A person who can inherit the ruins of his predecessors and receive such an honor is really such a waste? Just a guy with good luck?

I'm afraid, if you think so, you'll be not far from death.

"Forget it, stop persuading!"

"Let Ping'er go, the spiritual energy is revived and the great world is coming. Who can tell the truth about this?"

"What's more, Ping'er has obtained the inheritance and is no longer the same as before. He should have his own world and cannot be trapped in this place all the time."

At this time, Fang Ping's father spoke:

"You can go with peace of mind!"

"I'm watching at home. Even if I can't become your father, I'll become a great monk, I can still take care of your mother."

Upon hearing this, Fang Ping nodded,

After kneeling down with his legs, kowtowed three times, he turned around and left the door without looking back.

"Although I am an ordinary person, I am not bad at all. I don't believe that the heritage of the ruins of my predecessors is not as good as his so-called swordsmanship."

Fang Ping murmured in a low voice,

As he spoke, a trace of firmness flashed in his eyes.
Chapter completed!