There was one more person on the nameless mountain, and the older generation saw that the young monks did not pay much attention, but the disciples who practiced with the ancestor would discuss a few words in the air, discussing whether to go and have a discussion, but they counted on their fingers, but found that no ancestor had placed people on that peak.

Someone came to the door, but they were all stopped outside by the formation, which is really strange.

One day, a certain disciple passed by the foot of the mountain with a sword on his shoulder, and glanced at this mysterious mountain peak a few more times.

Looking at this person's snow-haired white robe, fluttering like a fairy, being looked at at him, and being in the abyss in a trance, the pressure that arises somehow makes people's backs chill, as if they have rolled the ice lumps.

It wasn't fear, but it was genuinely scary, especially when she was coming to herself.

Well, after a while, he will bring the deflated calves who are muttering about going up the mountain to try the edge of the sword, and see how many of them can raise their swords.

There was a crane cry in the clear sky, and the little disciple was relieved, and he saw the Taoist boy under the sword ancestor's seat coming, and his heart was full of suspicion, seeing that the person was picked up. She doesn't have sword qi on her, could it be that she is a guest of the Sword Ancestor?

On the other side, Zhan Changfeng smiled lightly, "It just so happens that I want to find someone to ask about your sect's exit, and Daoist friends came at the right time." ”

Wen Youzi smiled and didn't answer, but answered, "The location of the Holy Land is secret, there is no connection to the Star Path, but there is a teleportation array, do you want to go to the Nine Extremes Realm, or go directly to another place?"

"Can I go to the Wasteland?"

"Absolutely. ”

Leaving the Nine Extremes and Returning to One Sect, passing by Baojian Mountain, they came to the entrance and exit of the Holy Land, which was on a bridge, and crossed a weak river that could drown the Heavenly Monarch.

The disciple guarding the bridge saw that it was the Dao boy under the Sword Ancestor's seat who came, and hurriedly bowed, "Where does Brother Dao want to go?"

"Not me. Wen Youzi turned around and smiled at Zhan Changfeng, and then said to the disciple guarding the bridge, "Send this fellow Daoist to the Six Sections Realm." ”

The Desolate Realm is actually an attached enclosed space of the Six Sections Realm, which is equivalent to a small world like a cave heaven blessed land, which has been transformed into a inheritance place for all fallen powers by the six holy lands.

If you want to enter the Wasteland, you must first go to the Six Sections Realm to find the entrance to the Wasteland.

The disciple guarding the bridge opened the teleportation array neatly, "Okay, fellow Daoist, this is the Six Sections Realm, but the Six Sections Realm is a little far away from the Nine Extreme Realms, and the body may feel unwell, so you can find a place to rest first when you get there." ”

"Thanks for the reminder. ”

Zhan Changfeng said goodbye to Wen Youzi again, picked up the white fox and entered the teleportation array.

As soon as the brilliance of the teleportation array dissipated, a few figures fell from the sky, and the overflowing sword qi was about to cut off this space, and they stopped Wen Youzi and asked, "Brother Dao, where is that person?"

"I heard that people are very powerful, why don't you show up and leave?"

"It's silent, and it's not going to let us entertain well!"

Wen Youzi rolled his eyes angrily, that is the character who almost became your uncle and ancestor, so I can't let you fight, so I can't send people away quickly.

"Go and go, go back to cultivation, you can't think about something serious in your mind day by day, you really want to find someone to learn, work hard, and fight for a place in the Taoist Association in the future, maybe you can match people on the field." ”

"Hey, Brother Dao, pay attention to your identity, quickly put away the white eyes, otherwise you will have to think about the cliff face again hahaha. ”

"Hey, can Brother Dao secretly tell us how many people will come out of the Dao platform next time?"

"But it's not, in our generation, Yan Weishan, Baili Wuyi, Miaoxuan, Chu Yun, and Mo Shufang are not small, and they will definitely divide the quota. ”

"Heh, Dao Ye doesn't care, if you don't let me go, I'll pick someone to fight privately, thinking about the first and second is my own defeat, it's really cool. ”

"Roll off, I'm dreaming again in broad daylight. ”

Wen Youzi is accustomed to it, and he has a bit of a headache, and during the future Taoist meeting, the mountain gate will be sealed tightly, saving all kinds of arrears that damage public property will fly in piles.

Six knots

The Liujie Realm was originally a relatively barren middle realm, famous for the desolate realm, but now the door is wide open, people from all walks of life can come and go, and the trade between the realms is very prosperous, but it has developed impressively.

Only in front of the gate of that realm, there are crowds of people, those who go out, those who come in, those who peddle the strategy of the wasteland, and those who take people to play, there is no shortage of anything.

However, Zhan Changfeng did not go through the realm gate, but the secret teleportation house built by the Holy Land for the dragon holders of all walks of life.

Those who hold the Dragon Ascending Order from all walks of life can go all the way to the Six Sections Realm by themselves, but if they ask the judges of the Reckless Fighting Method if there is a way to quickly reach the Wasteland, the judges will tell you that there is actually a spatial teleportation array.

In the end, he may pat you on the shoulder with hatred, look like a cripple, and say regretfully, "How can you not bear hardships and stand hard work at all." ”

It was so frightened that people didn't dare to sit in the teleportation array at all.

On this day, the old woman who was sweeping the floor in the backyard of an inn caught a glimpse of a burst of light from the utility room, sighed, and muttered, "I haven't had anyone come out of there for many years." ”

There are three hundred and one years of reckless fighting, but it is not that no one has come for many years, Zhan Changfeng was almost choked by the dust and musty smell of the room, and he threw off a dust removal technique before opening the door of the house and going out.

Outside is an inn, the store is not big, but the voice is boiling, Zhan Changfeng saw the grandmother who was sweeping the floor, and stepped forward to salute, "Is there any room available in the inn?"

"You'll have to ask the shopkeeper. ”

Zhan Changfeng went to the lobby to find the shopkeeper to register, but the shopkeeper only glanced at her and arranged a room for her as usual.

Booked a room, Zhan Changfeng took the white fox out, she had learned about some of the situation of the Six Sections Realm, and knew that it was many creatures from the alien star realm, who would have thought that only this street of less than a mile was squeezed into three or four styles, with simple and natural small buildings, houses with white walls and black tiles, and stone buildings like bunkers.

The buildings are very different together, and it is a little strange and pleasing to the eye when you take a few more looks.

The area around the entrance of the desolate realm was occupied by small cities for thousands of miles, and it became the most prosperous center of the Six Sections Realm.

She is now in one of the cities of peace.

Half of the prosperity of the Six Sections Realm is driven by the Wasteland, and the most important thing here is all kinds of stories about those who hold the Ascending Dragon Order.

Just like the last session of a stunning and brilliant Liu Yidao, before he entered the wasteland, the scratches left on the stone by fighting with people have been protected, and the story of his heroic killing of the seizer back then is told to the descendants who come to worship the "holy miracle" of the Heavenly Monarch every day.

Not only that, Liu Yidao's deeds for more than 300 years have been compiled into stories and sold to everyone who is interested, and there have also been a knife of wine, a knife of vegetables, and all kinds of side things.

In recent years, a new generation of reckless fighting sons have been born, and the popularity of the previous generation has subsided a little.

In the book, most of the storytellers are those who have already come to the wasteland, such as Bian Tinghan, Chu Chenzi, and Jiang Chidu.

Zhan Changfeng listened to the excitement of the past and the present, returned to the inn, and took out a blank piece of paper.

Based on the few histories about Jialou that she read in the grass house, as well as the names of the fallen of the Great War from 3,000 years ago, she made a list of the inheritances or treasures they held.

Compare the stories that are being told on the streets and alleys of the Six Sections, and cross out the inheritances and treasures that may be taken away.

What she cares about the most is Emperor Jialou, Emperor Yuanming, and other dynasties belonging to the two sides of the Vessel of Fortune, Instrument of Merit, and Vessel of Wishing Power are still there.