The main god who favors the villain is back

Chapter 673 Start a Divine Mountain (1)

The 12th Plane·Qi Yuan
"I am in the abyss of depravity, praying for your coming, and waiting for your salvation."

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In the world of comprehension, there are seven great mountains.

The spiritual energy of the sacred mountain is abundant, and it is a land of blessings. For thousands of years, several major sects have established their sects in this sacred mountain.

It's once every ten years again, the day when the sect accepts disciples.

The sky is paved with colorful clouds, and the spirit beasts in the mountains sing together to celebrate.

The realm of Shenshan is open!
When the restrictions around the sacred mountain were removed, the disciples selected by the sect would ride in the direction of the sacred mountain in the cloud boat, the flying magic weapon of the sect.

Most of the introductory disciples on the cloud boat are young children.

The children have been accustomed to hearing the legends of the sacred mountain since they were young, but they have never really come to the sacred mountain.

The disciples on duty on the cloud boat had warned them not to poke their heads out at will, lest they be bitten off by flying spirit beasts passing by.

However, at the age of recklessness.

How could the children listen to the persuasion, all of them were very excited and curious, they all poked their heads out to look at the scenery outside the cloud boat, and exclaimed in admiration!
"Wow……"

"This is too beautiful!"

"As expected of a sacred mountain!"

This is the realm of Shenshan.

Looking around, there is abundant aura, surrounded by hazy fairy clouds.

The high-pitched cries of the spirit beasts below, and the occasional disciples wearing robes representing the sect passing by carrying cranes would all nod their heads towards Yun Chuan as a signal.

Among the beautiful scenery of this school, a child found something, excitedly pointed in one direction and shouted:
"Look, what is that place?"

The children around looked at the guide.

Just at the other end of the sacred mountain, there is another place with another look.

Looking at the white snow, there are no birds or animals, it is clear and cold.

It's a dead end!
In this sacred mountain with abundant aura, the existence of this dead place is simply extremely eye-catching.

They started chattering.

"Isn't that a dead place? There is no aura at all!"

"Yeah, what's that place?"

"Didn't it mean that all the sacred mountains are sacred mountains? Can this also be called a sacred mountain?"

They were very puzzled.

In the realm of comprehension, ordinary people cultivate against the sky, and while they become stronger, their offspring will inevitably become thinner.

Those group of children who were selected into the sect were all talented and intelligent.

All of them are also very beautiful, carved with jade, like white and soft glutinous rice dumplings.

This group of children was extremely curious, asking around the sect disciples on the cloud boat.

The disciples of the sect couldn't stand the group of glutinous rice balls acting like a baby, so they explained.

"In the realm of the sacred mountains, there are a total of seven sacred mountains. The place you see is the seventh sacred mountain!"

The children were even more puzzled, breaking the casserole and asking the end.

"It's clearly a place of death, why is it still counted as the seventh sacred mountain?"

"Uh, it is said that the cultivation base of the immortals guarding that sacred mountain has reached the level of half-step ascension. In that sacred mountain, the gods are not mountains, but mainly the immortals in the mountains..."

Even the group of children couldn't help gasping!
God!

Half step up!

The elders guarding the several major sects on the sacred mountain are only the Nascent Soul!

This cultivation base has reached the state of half-step ascension, isn't this invincible in the world? !
The group of children became even more excited, and said with adoring eyes:

"What is the name of that immortal?"

"Can we go to that sacred mountain as disciples?"

"I want it too, I want it too..."

Unfortunately, the sect disciple sighed and continued:

"The immortal in the sacred mountain does not accept disciples!"

As soon as the words came out.

I also fantasized about the children who worshiped the immortal as their teacher, and my dream was shattered on the spot, and I was very sad.

(End of this chapter)