The strongest starting system
Chapter 594
Chapter 594
You must know that the lifespan of an ordinary saint is about 20 years old. Being able to live for such a long time is enough to explain his long lifespan.
No one knows what strength it is now. After retiring from the position of Holy Master, this old monster has been in seclusion and has never appeared in this world.
Therefore, the Qingmu Holy Land is definitely the most prestigious holy land among the nine holy lands, and its overall strength is in the middle, but no one dares to underestimate it.
"What a big green tree." Zhao Wushuang stopped, looked at the green tree in the deepest part of the Green Wood Holy Land, and said in surprise.
I saw a green tree like a pillar of heaven standing in it, as if supporting the sky and the earth, its gigantic size was appalling.
Zhao Wushuang had only heard about it before, but seeing it for the first time now is really shocking.
"Such a big one, it will take at least tens of millions of years to grow into this shape?" Zhao Wushuang was secretly surprised.
He had also seen Tongtian Jianmu in the ancient ruins before, but it was just a projection clone, not the real body.
The two are about the same size, one is majestic and huge, and the other exudes a strong breath of life.
Aoki is not a special tree species, on the contrary, its existence is very common, common ones can be seen everywhere.
It can be said that the most common tree species in Shenwu Continent is Aoki, but it is precisely because this kind of ordinary is most shockingly reflected in Aoki Holy Land that this kind of ordinary becomes extraordinary.
Tenacity is synonymous with Aoki, no matter how rough the momentum is or how harsh the climate is, it can take root.
The Qingmu Holy Land also upholds this belief, practicing the law of longevity.
It is especially easy to comprehend on Qingmu. The two are complementary. When giving people the meaning of longevity, the Avenue of Longevity can also help Qingmu grow.
Zhao Wushuang saw this special way of cultivation along the way. The disciples of the Cyanwood Holy Land sat cross-legged on the branches, sitting still for a long time, as if they had taken root.
During this period of time, no one showed Zhao Wushuang the way, but when he came in, people said that he could reach Qingmutai by walking straight along the avenue.
The Cyanwood Holy Land is forbidden to the sky, this is their rule, even if they return to the mansion, they can only climb trees.
Zhao Wushuang had never seen such a strange rule, perhaps he wanted to restrain his disciples through this rule.
Just like people nowadays, everyone walking on this ladder can see everything at a glance.
After walking for a while, Zhao Wushuang saw a huge disc above his head. This disc was a special area formed by the intertwining of two green wood branches.
Following their rules, Zhao Wushuang stepped forward, leaped up, and landed steadily on the Qingmu platform.
By the time Zhao Wushuang came, tens of thousands of people had already gathered here!But it doesn't look crowded at all. Aoki Terrace has a diameter of thousands of miles and can accommodate a million people.
Zhao Wushuang randomly found a place where no one was around and sat down, closing his eyes and adjusting his breath.
His appearance attracted the attention of many people, because of the relationship with the battle in Qingmu City, he has already spread among the major forces.
"Did you see that person? I heard that Lord Kuanglei died in his hands, killing him instantly with one move."
"Hiss! No way, Lord Kuanglei is the fourth heaven of Martial Venerables, no matter how bad he is, he can't be so fragile, right?"
"I thought so at first, but many people were there and saw it with their own eyes."
Zhao Wushuang listened to their discussions, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
Although they have gained fame, this can also lead them into a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding that no one can imagine.
Two figures came to Qingmu Terrace, looked around and found Zhao Wushuang, and then sat down beside him.
"Why didn't Venerable Desolation find a seat in front? It's not so clear to see the corruption punishment here." Jian Lingzi suggested.
"The Qingmu Terrace is so big, why do you choose to be next to me?" Zhao Wushuang slowly opened his eyes, and a sense of desolation spread quietly.
The green wood branches under the feet quickly collapsed after receiving this barren force, and a huge pothole appeared in a blink of an eye.
Jian Lingzi stared blankly at this scene, he could see that Zhao Wushuang was warning.
"Senior, you are too worried. I just want to make friends with you, so don't be so cautious." Jian Lingzi laughed.
"Sorry, I don't have such an idea, please move to another place." Zhao Wushuang said bluntly, without giving the slightest bit of face.
"This..." Jian Lingzi showed embarrassment, Zhao Wushuang just wanted to drive people away, leaving no room for him.
There were so many people watching around, the conversation between the two was not loud, but it was still heard by many people.
Zhao Wushuang didn't give face so much, Jian Lingzi had no steps to go down, he was in a dilemma, he didn't know what to do.
"Don't be shameless! It's your honor to sit next to you, Master, and apologize quickly!" Fan Qiuxu couldn't bear it anymore, stood up abruptly and said.
"Disciple! No!" Jian Lingzi scolded with a sullen expression on his face.
"Oh?" Zhao Wushuang's eyes flickered coldly, and two whirlpools suddenly appeared in his eyes.
"What are you? When will it be your turn to make irresponsible remarks? Didn't anyone teach you what respect is?" Zhao Wushuang said with a hidden murderous intent, which made Fan Qiuxu's heart beat wildly.
"Senior, this young fellow is ignorant and still looking at Haihan, let's go now." Jian Lingzi realized the seriousness of the situation, and an ordinary person would have slapped him to death long ago, so how can there be so much reason?
"Go!" Jian Lingzi grabbed Fan Qiuxu and took him away roughly.
"Hmph!" Zhao Wushuang stared at Fan Qiuxu with a calm expression.
No kidding, if he is already a dead body, Wu Zong Jiuchongtian is arrogant in front of him?Teach him how to behave?
If it wasn't for the sake of not attracting attention, Zhao Wushuang would have done this a long time ago without giving him any face.
It's a pity that he can't do anything now, and when the matter is over, he will let Fan Qiuxu know what 'respect' is.
Because he has always been a person who bears grudges, and he must take revenge.
Looking up at the moonlight, he estimated that there were still a few hours before the Demon Slaying Conference would officially start, so he closed his eyes again.
"Tsk tsk, when did Jian Lingzi become so cowardly? Afraid of a casual cultivator? Could it be that he has practiced on dogs for so many years?"
"You must not know, do you? Venerable Desolation is the strongest of the Nine Heavens of Martial Venerable, and has such a special power of law. If the Sword Profound Sacred Land offends such a ruthless person, it will be too late to cry."
"That's not necessarily true. The Sword Profound Sacred Land is already at the top of the Nine Great Sacred Lands. If Venerable Desolation kills him, he might not be able to get out of the Cyanwood Holy Land."
Jian Lingzi brought Fan Qiuxu to the Sword Profound Sacred Zone. When the disciples saw the two, they said in unison: "Elder! Brother!"
Jian Lingzi nodded with a gloomy face, and then threw Fan Qiuxu on the ground.
"Bastard! Who told you to speak to senior in such a tone?" Jian Lingzi scolded angrily.
"Master, what are you afraid of? Why is he so arrogant?" Fan Qiuxu couldn't hold back his breath.
"Why? He can kill you just by blowing his breath." Jian Lingzi blew on his beard in anger.
"So what? Do we still need to look at the face of a homeless and powerless casual cultivator?" Fan Qiuxu argued hard.
"You... oh~" Jian Lingzi shook his head and sighed bitterly, flicking his sleeves.
(End of this chapter)
You must know that the lifespan of an ordinary saint is about 20 years old. Being able to live for such a long time is enough to explain his long lifespan.
No one knows what strength it is now. After retiring from the position of Holy Master, this old monster has been in seclusion and has never appeared in this world.
Therefore, the Qingmu Holy Land is definitely the most prestigious holy land among the nine holy lands, and its overall strength is in the middle, but no one dares to underestimate it.
"What a big green tree." Zhao Wushuang stopped, looked at the green tree in the deepest part of the Green Wood Holy Land, and said in surprise.
I saw a green tree like a pillar of heaven standing in it, as if supporting the sky and the earth, its gigantic size was appalling.
Zhao Wushuang had only heard about it before, but seeing it for the first time now is really shocking.
"Such a big one, it will take at least tens of millions of years to grow into this shape?" Zhao Wushuang was secretly surprised.
He had also seen Tongtian Jianmu in the ancient ruins before, but it was just a projection clone, not the real body.
The two are about the same size, one is majestic and huge, and the other exudes a strong breath of life.
Aoki is not a special tree species, on the contrary, its existence is very common, common ones can be seen everywhere.
It can be said that the most common tree species in Shenwu Continent is Aoki, but it is precisely because this kind of ordinary is most shockingly reflected in Aoki Holy Land that this kind of ordinary becomes extraordinary.
Tenacity is synonymous with Aoki, no matter how rough the momentum is or how harsh the climate is, it can take root.
The Qingmu Holy Land also upholds this belief, practicing the law of longevity.
It is especially easy to comprehend on Qingmu. The two are complementary. When giving people the meaning of longevity, the Avenue of Longevity can also help Qingmu grow.
Zhao Wushuang saw this special way of cultivation along the way. The disciples of the Cyanwood Holy Land sat cross-legged on the branches, sitting still for a long time, as if they had taken root.
During this period of time, no one showed Zhao Wushuang the way, but when he came in, people said that he could reach Qingmutai by walking straight along the avenue.
The Cyanwood Holy Land is forbidden to the sky, this is their rule, even if they return to the mansion, they can only climb trees.
Zhao Wushuang had never seen such a strange rule, perhaps he wanted to restrain his disciples through this rule.
Just like people nowadays, everyone walking on this ladder can see everything at a glance.
After walking for a while, Zhao Wushuang saw a huge disc above his head. This disc was a special area formed by the intertwining of two green wood branches.
Following their rules, Zhao Wushuang stepped forward, leaped up, and landed steadily on the Qingmu platform.
By the time Zhao Wushuang came, tens of thousands of people had already gathered here!But it doesn't look crowded at all. Aoki Terrace has a diameter of thousands of miles and can accommodate a million people.
Zhao Wushuang randomly found a place where no one was around and sat down, closing his eyes and adjusting his breath.
His appearance attracted the attention of many people, because of the relationship with the battle in Qingmu City, he has already spread among the major forces.
"Did you see that person? I heard that Lord Kuanglei died in his hands, killing him instantly with one move."
"Hiss! No way, Lord Kuanglei is the fourth heaven of Martial Venerables, no matter how bad he is, he can't be so fragile, right?"
"I thought so at first, but many people were there and saw it with their own eyes."
Zhao Wushuang listened to their discussions, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
Although they have gained fame, this can also lead them into a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding that no one can imagine.
Two figures came to Qingmu Terrace, looked around and found Zhao Wushuang, and then sat down beside him.
"Why didn't Venerable Desolation find a seat in front? It's not so clear to see the corruption punishment here." Jian Lingzi suggested.
"The Qingmu Terrace is so big, why do you choose to be next to me?" Zhao Wushuang slowly opened his eyes, and a sense of desolation spread quietly.
The green wood branches under the feet quickly collapsed after receiving this barren force, and a huge pothole appeared in a blink of an eye.
Jian Lingzi stared blankly at this scene, he could see that Zhao Wushuang was warning.
"Senior, you are too worried. I just want to make friends with you, so don't be so cautious." Jian Lingzi laughed.
"Sorry, I don't have such an idea, please move to another place." Zhao Wushuang said bluntly, without giving the slightest bit of face.
"This..." Jian Lingzi showed embarrassment, Zhao Wushuang just wanted to drive people away, leaving no room for him.
There were so many people watching around, the conversation between the two was not loud, but it was still heard by many people.
Zhao Wushuang didn't give face so much, Jian Lingzi had no steps to go down, he was in a dilemma, he didn't know what to do.
"Don't be shameless! It's your honor to sit next to you, Master, and apologize quickly!" Fan Qiuxu couldn't bear it anymore, stood up abruptly and said.
"Disciple! No!" Jian Lingzi scolded with a sullen expression on his face.
"Oh?" Zhao Wushuang's eyes flickered coldly, and two whirlpools suddenly appeared in his eyes.
"What are you? When will it be your turn to make irresponsible remarks? Didn't anyone teach you what respect is?" Zhao Wushuang said with a hidden murderous intent, which made Fan Qiuxu's heart beat wildly.
"Senior, this young fellow is ignorant and still looking at Haihan, let's go now." Jian Lingzi realized the seriousness of the situation, and an ordinary person would have slapped him to death long ago, so how can there be so much reason?
"Go!" Jian Lingzi grabbed Fan Qiuxu and took him away roughly.
"Hmph!" Zhao Wushuang stared at Fan Qiuxu with a calm expression.
No kidding, if he is already a dead body, Wu Zong Jiuchongtian is arrogant in front of him?Teach him how to behave?
If it wasn't for the sake of not attracting attention, Zhao Wushuang would have done this a long time ago without giving him any face.
It's a pity that he can't do anything now, and when the matter is over, he will let Fan Qiuxu know what 'respect' is.
Because he has always been a person who bears grudges, and he must take revenge.
Looking up at the moonlight, he estimated that there were still a few hours before the Demon Slaying Conference would officially start, so he closed his eyes again.
"Tsk tsk, when did Jian Lingzi become so cowardly? Afraid of a casual cultivator? Could it be that he has practiced on dogs for so many years?"
"You must not know, do you? Venerable Desolation is the strongest of the Nine Heavens of Martial Venerable, and has such a special power of law. If the Sword Profound Sacred Land offends such a ruthless person, it will be too late to cry."
"That's not necessarily true. The Sword Profound Sacred Land is already at the top of the Nine Great Sacred Lands. If Venerable Desolation kills him, he might not be able to get out of the Cyanwood Holy Land."
Jian Lingzi brought Fan Qiuxu to the Sword Profound Sacred Zone. When the disciples saw the two, they said in unison: "Elder! Brother!"
Jian Lingzi nodded with a gloomy face, and then threw Fan Qiuxu on the ground.
"Bastard! Who told you to speak to senior in such a tone?" Jian Lingzi scolded angrily.
"Master, what are you afraid of? Why is he so arrogant?" Fan Qiuxu couldn't hold back his breath.
"Why? He can kill you just by blowing his breath." Jian Lingzi blew on his beard in anger.
"So what? Do we still need to look at the face of a homeless and powerless casual cultivator?" Fan Qiuxu argued hard.
"You... oh~" Jian Lingzi shook his head and sighed bitterly, flicking his sleeves.
(End of this chapter)
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