Ancient Saint Sovereign

A free and dangerous, nine worship Fusang three feet cold.

In front of the Mountain Gate of Xiaoyao peak, the plaques on both sides have been handed down for nearly 300 years. They have been painted, but the characters are still as sharp as knives.

Crossing the mountain gate is the overlord of Fusang star, fusangju!

It's said that if you want to enter fushangju, you need to find the immortal road before crossing the mountain.

The road of seeking immortals is 9999 steps long. You need to take three steps to kowtow and nine steps to worship. You can only see them when you reach the top of the mountain.

There is an old elm table in front of the mountain gate.

There was a man sitting at the table, with disorderly hair over his shoulder and listless. There was a brass brand on his chest, which could identify him.

Shangshu: Jieyin disciple, Zhen Yunkai.

He picked up the wine gourd at hand and took a sip on his back. Then he didn't know where he was looking. There was no brilliance in his eyes.

White snow fell in front of the mountain, so did his eyes.

"Hey, boy over there, is fusangju going up here?"

A man came in the snow in front of the mountain gate.

Without raising his head, Zhen Yunkai knew that he must be a burly man. His bronze riding boots made a lot of noise in the snow, and his voice was very rough. He must be a wild man.

"Yes."

Zhen Yunkai didn't look at the man, he just put out his finger to knock on the table. "If you want to worship the mountain, you will leave your name. When you go up, you can kowtow in three steps and worship in nine steps. If you can't, please go back."

As soon as the voice fell, Zhen Yunkai heard the man take three and two steps. He rushed forward and scolded: "wipe your dog's eyes and have a good look at who the man is! My young master is the queen of heaven's pride. Why don't you come here to worship? "

The mang man, with his eyes as big as a brass bell, patted a page of letters on the table. He pitied the old elm table, which was cracked.

Zhen Yunkai picked up the letter and glanced at it.

Looking up again, he saw a young man about sixteen years old standing at the table with a gorgeous sword and looking down at him.

It is clearly written in the letter that this man's name is Zhuang Xian. In the outside world, he is a well-known family, and his family is full of experts. He also has some talents and skills. This letter was written by his family's elders. After he entered the wanhun school, he was able to take out a letter and let him take refuge in it. Thank you for taking care of it.

It's true that Chuang Hsien is not a simple man. Now he has changed the cultivation of the golden body God. He has sent Fu Sang Ju to join him.

"Since it is a famous family, the kowtow ceremony will be avoided. Please."

Zhen Yunkai shrugs, throws the letter back to the table and continues to drink. He ignores Zhuang Xian's presence, and his face turns blue with anger.

Zhuang Xian clenched his teeth, full of anger, but not good attack.

He heard very clearly that fusangju was a famous family. All the people in the family respected their status and needed to be treated with courtesy.

But the man in front of him was very angry.

As soon as the disciples were introduced, their airs were even bigger than those of many celebrities and nobles. How could Zhuang Xian, who was born after the powerful, tolerate them?

"Get up and lead the way."

The scabbard in Zhuang Xian's hand pointed to Zhen Yunkai, and then to the long mountain road, as if giving orders, "lead me to see immortal Changliu. This is my young master's reward."

With that, Zhuang Xian turns over his hand and pats a piece of Spirit Crystal marrow, waiting for Zhen Yunkai to accept it with a smile, and then leads the way honestly.

But he didn't realize it. He waved his hand and didn't accept the money. He got up and walked on the mountain road.

"If you can, you can."

Xiaoyao peak's pursuit of immortality, the more ascending, the more bitter.

Near the top of the mountain, the snow on the ground is nearly two inches!

Zhuang Xian's side of the man, came here has shaken to do sieve chaff shape, Zhuang Xian is also clenched his teeth, bear, don't want to call Zhen Yunkai look down on him.

Zhen Yunkai was indifferent and didn't plan to stop. Climbing to the top of the mountain seemed to him to be used to it.

At this point, Zhuang Xian, the friar of foundation building, was out of breath, but Zhen Yunkai did not breathe.

On the top of the peak, you can see fusangju.

When you look up, the peak is 2400 feet in circumference. Among the mountains, there are nine peaks. On each peak, there are vigorous pavilions, located in the red Fusang forest.

The nearest place in front of us is the Xianmen reception hall.

In front of the main hall, a young man in white robe with a sword is walking slowly. When Zhen Yunkai meets this man, he bows his hand and says with a smile: "elder martial brother Jiu has been waiting for a long time. When the guests arrive, I'll leave first."

The man who is called the ninth elder martial brother is the ninth eldest among the seven generations of Fu Sangju's disciples.

Immortal Changliu just glanced at Zhuang Xian and ignored him. Instead, he grabbed Zhen Yunkai: "thirteen, don't hurry. You go to the hall first and wait. I'll talk with the guests and show you one after that."

As soon as Zhen Yunkai stopped, there were 108 disciples of the same generation. He was in line 13. The voice of immortal Changliu was just calling him.

"Isn't it a master who has orders?"

"You go to the hall and wait. You'll know when you go."

Changliu real person pats Zhen Yunkai on the shoulder and winks at him. When Zhen Yunkai nods and enters the reception hall first, Changliu real person just looks at Zhuang Xian.

"You are Zhuang Xian?" he asked indifferently

Zhuang Xian nodded his head in a hurry, but he obviously felt that Chang Liu's attitude was totally different as soon as he turned his face. He was more than twice as cold as he had just faced Zhen Yunkai.

"Follow me in."

As soon as Chang Liu brushed his sleeve, he turned and walked towards the reception hall.

How dare Zhuang Xian slack off? Hurry up and follow up.

Entering the reception hall, Zhuang Xian could not help but frown——

In the reception hall, there are seven or eight children waiting on the left and right. In the main hall, there is a statue of heaven. There are more than ten futons on the hall. It is the place where mountain worshipers kneel down to worship.

But now I see Zhen Yunkai, pulling three or five futons together, lying on his side in front of the statue of heaven, drinking happily, and asking him to take one of the fruits on the table, and gnawing only the kernel!

"Boy, how can you be so presumptuous in the reception hall? Get out of here

Zhuang Xian is full of nameless anger. He can't bear it at the moment. He points at Zhen Yunkai and scolds him. He thinks that he will get the praise of Changliu real man and beat him out!

But didn't think, long stream real person is the vision a cold, toward him stare to come over.

"What is it to do with you?"

The immortal Changliu said coldly, "if you want to worship the mountain, you must have someone to test your inside information. If you are dissatisfied with my younger martial brother, he will test it for you. What do you think?"

Zhuang Xian's heart "clattered" for a while, but he couldn't help beating a drum in his heart.

But when he looked at Zhen Yunkai carefully, he was relieved.

Each realm can be divided into nine levels. The forging realm is the beginning, and the foundation can be built only after the completion. Zhuang Xian himself is the third level of building foundation.

On the other hand, Zhen Yunkai only has the effect of forging body, but there is no trace of half gathering Qi to build foundation. He has not even touched the threshold of building foundation.

With the bottom in his heart, Zhuang Xian quickly agrees and points his sword at Zhen Yunkai.

"Please give me more advice!"

Hearing this, Zhen Yunkai doesn't think so. He takes a sip of wine on his back, gets up and faces the boy beside him, and says with a smile.

"Take my sword!"