There is a world of cultivating immortals in my box

Chapter 1 The world of cultivating immortals in the box
On the outskirts of Magic City, in an old community.

It was already past eleven o'clock, but Jiang Xuan, who had just gotten off work, dragged his exhausted body back home and fell directly on the bed.

"This is really not a class for people."

Jiang Xuan stared at the ceiling blankly, feeling that he had no strength in his body.

Ever since he graduated from college and became a glorious social animal, he has never had an easy day.

Not to mention being forced to work overtime every day by his boss in the company, the key point is that he has been so ruthless in joining this small class, but the salary from the other party is only a little bit. After paying the rent, water and electricity every month, only living expenses are left.

I don’t know where I lost the high spirits I had when I graduated from college.

It is true that the dream of a general is cooked in warm wine, and the reality crushes the young man's shoulders.

After lying down for a while and regaining some strength, Jiang Xuan got up, planning to take a bath first and then cook some instant noodles to fill his stomach.

Because he accidentally kicked the slippers to the bottom of the bed, Jiang Xuan lay on the ground and tried to get them out.

But when he lay on the ground and looked under the bed.

A cardboard box inside caught his attention.

"what is this?"

Jiang Xuan raised his eyebrows and stretched out his hand to drag out the cardboard box.

This cardboard box is about 30 inches long. The surface is covered with dust. It looks like it has been there for a long time. I don’t know what is inside.

The house Jiang Xuan lives in now is rented. He just moved here not long ago, so he guessed that the cardboard box should be left behind by the previous tenant.

After hesitating for a moment, he decided to open it and take a look.

After all, if it's something valuable, you'd better contact the landlord quickly and return it to them.

The carton was opened without any effort.

Inside the carton is not RMB or people, nor lace underwear and props, but an exquisite sandbox model.

"This is...a landscaping box?"

Jiang Xuan was a little surprised.

I saw that the landscaping box contained mountains, rivers, houses, trees, etc. It looked like a miniature version of the world, which was quite real.

According to his understanding, this kind of landscaping box is not cheap, ranging from a few thousand yuan to 10,000+. It is usually bought by real estate sales offices or landscaping enthusiasts.

Looking at the sophistication of this landscaping box, tens of thousands of yuan is indispensable.

How could it be abandoned here?

Just when Jiang Xuan was confused, he suddenly caught a glimpse of something on the top of the only mountain in the landscaping box, so he leaned over and took a look.

But when he saw it clearly, he couldn't help but be stunned.

On the top of the mountain, there were many little people dressed in ancient costumes, holding various swords and weapons in their hands, and they were not much bigger than insects.

The most important thing is that they are actually fighting with each other and moving like real people!

"Am I blinded?"

Seeing this scene, Jiang Xuan was a little confused and thought he was hallucinating due to overwork.

So he rubbed his eyes hard and looked again.

But everything in the landscaping box remains unchanged.

The little men in ancient costumes on the top of the mountain are still there. One of them is wearing black clothes, and the other is wearing white clothes. They seem to be two different forces.

At this time, the group of villains in white clothes were obviously at a disadvantage.

Many people fell in a pool of blood.

What surprised Jiang Xuan even more was that several of the villains were actually flying in mid-air on something!

"What exactly is this box?"

At this time, Jiang Xuan's heart was filled with shock. He vaguely felt that he had discovered something extraordinary.

He instantly thought of many things, including Lilliput, underground people, aliens...

Could it be that those legends and stories are true?

Or is there something wrong with his mind?
Thoughts were swirling in Jiang Xuan's mind, but then a voice came from the landscaping box, attracting his attention again.

"Qin Yanran! Today is the day your Qingyun Sect will be destroyed!"

In the sky, a skinny old man with a sinister face stepped on a flying sword, surrounded by bloody demonic clouds. He looked down at the people of the Qingyun Sect on the top of the mountain, laughing wildly.Beside him, there were several figures with soaring aura.

On the top of the mountain, a woman in a purple dress was half-kneeling on the ground with wounds all over her body. Her face was pale, she was vomiting blood, and the long sword in her hand was broken.

Looking at the figures in the sky, her eyes were full of unwillingness, and she gritted her teeth and said: "Old Demon Du, as long as you let go of my disciples, I am willing to give you Qingyun Mountain, and then I will kill myself with my sword!"

"If you don't want to, then I will fight you to the end even if I risk my life!"

Qingyun Sect's defeat has been doomed, and the only thing she can do now is to try to save the lives of the disciples in the sect.

Hearing the words of the woman in purple skirt, the expressions of the hundreds of remaining Qingyun Sect disciples at the mountain gate changed greatly.

"Sovereign! We won't leave!"

"We will live and die with the sect!"

"Swear to protect the mountain gate to the death!"

……

Many disciples were impassioned.

A Lolita girl in a white dress held a sword directly in front of the woman in a purple dress. She looked to be no more than ten years old, with a fair face and big, lively eyes. She was facing the sky. The enemy's strength far exceeds his own, and his childish face is filled with stubbornness.

"If you want to kill Master, you must kill me first!"

"And we—!"

Other Qingyun Sect disciples also stepped forward and surrounded the woman in the purple skirt. No one retreated.

"Yun Yao! What are you doing!"

The woman in the purple skirt was so anxious that she vomited several mouthfuls of blood.

The girl in the white dress had a look of determination in her eyes and said, "Master, you raised this disciple. Now that the sect is facing a life-and-death disaster, how can the disciple abandon you and live alone?"

"Today means death, and my disciple will die before you!"

The woman in the purple skirt couldn't help but blush slightly when she heard this, and she had mixed feelings in her heart, both pleased and unwilling.

I am happy to have such a good disciple, and I am not willing to be helpless.

The skinny old man in the sky laughed when he saw this and said: "What a touching master-disciple friendship! Interesting, interesting!"

"It would be extremely interesting if you, master and disciple, were forged into a cauldron and served together!"

"I, a disciple of the Blood Cloud Sect, obey your orders! Whoever can capture Qin Yanran and that little girl alive, I will accept him as my disciple!"

Many Blood Cloud Sect disciples on the top of the mountain were excited when they heard this.

One after another, they controlled the magic weapons to kill the Qingyun Sect disciples!

"Form up a formation! Protect the sect master!"

The girl in the white dress gritted her teeth and stepped forward to fight the enemy.

Although she is young, her sword light is sharp and full of momentum. She is at the ninth level of Qi refining and has killed several Blood Cloud Sect disciples!

The other Qingyun Sect disciples also killed the enemy without fear of death.

For a time, the disciples of the Blood Cloud Sect suffered heavy casualties.

Seeing this scene, the skinny old man in the sky stopped playing cat and mouse and snorted coldly: "You're just an ant in the Qi refining stage, looking for death!"

After saying that, he stretched out his palm, and the demonic clouds in the sky condensed into a huge blood-colored palm, and slapped the people of the Qingyun Sect who were still resisting!

"It's over..."

The woman in the purple skirt closed her eyes reluctantly.

At this time, she had no power to resist.

At this time, Jiang Xuan, who had been watching all this from outside the box, finally stopped watching. He reached directly into the box, grabbed the arrogant and skinny old man in the sky, and then exerted slight force.

"Crack."

An undetectable explosion sounded.

Jiang Xuan withdrew his hand, looked at the small pool of blood in his palm, frowned, and felt a little disgusted.

"This old man talks a lot of nonsense."

(End of this chapter)