Confession: I am a fat otaku. Why am I crying when a monster comes?

Ancient You Holy Land.

It is one of the four holy lands, ranked second.

The sword contest is held once every ten years, and the four holy lands take turns to host it. A few days later, the Cangyun Mountain sword contest will be held in the territory of Ancient You Holy Land.

It is night.

Saint Lord Jiuyou is meditating with his eyes closed on the mountain peak.

In his mind, the words of the elders today are still echoing.

"Recently, I heard that Mu Yun, who disappeared for a while, suddenly came back, and his strength is stronger than before..."

"In this sword contest, perhaps no disciple of Ancient You Holy Land can match him. Alas... maybe we will be the second place for a thousand years again."

The ranking of the four holy lands, except for the first, the following three are no different.

Only the strongest people can be remembered by the world!

It's a pity that Ancient You Holy Land has not produced a genius.

Suddenly....

A black mist floated from the clouds.

In an instant, it enveloped the entire mountain.

"Who?!"

Jiuyou suddenly opened his eyes and struck out with a palm.

The mysterious energy condensed into a rainbow flying sword, and suddenly pierced the black mist.

Unexpectedly, a palm stretched out from the black mist and casually slapped the sword energy into the air.

What a strong strength.

Jiuyou was secretly shocked.

This person was able to sneak into the holy land without anyone noticing, and could easily take his move. His strength was unfathomable.

"Jiuyou, long time no see, I wonder if you... remember me?"

The black-robed figure spoke, and the slightly hoarse voice made Jiuyou's pupils suddenly shrink.

"You... you are..."

The black-robed man slowly took off his cloak.

It was a pale and evil face, and the gray-white hair at the temples fluttered in the wind.

Three words came out of Jiuyou's mouth.

"Jun... Mo... Xie."

Everyone knows it.

Thirty years ago,

The first in the world was Mu Qiufeng.

The second in the world was Jun Moxie.

Jun Moxie did not hesitate to let his sister, the then Saint of the Heavenly Demon Palace, seduce Mu Qiufeng with a beauty trap, and then set a trap to kill him.

Who knew that Mu Qiufeng, with one sword, killed the entire Heavenly Demon Palace without leaving a single piece of armor!

Since then, for a full thirty years, Jun Moxie has never appeared in the eyes of the world again, and everyone thought he was dead.

Unexpectedly, he is still alive!

And his strength is even stronger than before!

"Don't worry, this demon lord is not here to kill you. After all, you are also a saint lord, and it takes some effort to kill you."

"What did you... say!"

Jiuyou's blood boiled, but he didn't dare to act rashly.

After all, after Mu Qiufeng's death, there is probably no one in the world who can be his opponent, including the saints of the four holy places.

"Do you want to become the leader of the four holy places? This demon lord can help you."

"On the day of the sword contest, no matter what method you use, you must first get the first place in the individual battle. In the final battle for the championship, the Heavenly Demon Palace will invade and kill all the proud sons of the four holy places. Then you lead the holy land to repel us and become the leader of the four holy places."

"You... want to use me as a puppet to control the four holy places!"

"This is one of them."

"Kill all the proud sons of the four holy places, so that we will no longer pose a threat to the Heavenly Demon Palace in the future... Good calculation."

"Smart man."

Jun Mo Xie put his hands behind his back and smiled faintly: "Of course, that volume of the Nine-Character Mantra is also from the Heavenly Demon Palace."

"What if I don't agree!"

Jiu You's face suddenly turned cold, and the aura of the peak of the seventh level was revealed without reservation.

In an instant, the wind and clouds surged.

"You can...try."

The moment Jun Mo Xie raised his hand, a thunder exploded in the night sky, and the whole world was lit up.

"The eighth realm...transformation into a saint!"

No one in the world has ever reached the realm of transformation into a saint, not even Mu Qiufeng back then. He was only invincible in the seventh realm.

I didn't expect that this demon head had been hiding for thirty years and actually broke through the eighth realm...

Jiu You immediately gave up all thoughts of resistance.

As long as he wanted to, he could indeed destroy the Ancient You Holy Land directly.

After struggling for a while, he still chose to agree.

"Okay, after the matter is done, I hope you won't go back on your word."

"Hehe, Mu Qiufeng is dead, and this demon lord doesn't need to think too much about dealing with you."

"What should we do then?"

"Open the mountain protection formation and let the Heavenly Demon Palace attack. That's enough."

After the voice fell, it turned into a black mist and disappeared in the night sky.

At this time, Jiu You finally exhaled a breath, already sweating profusely.

The pressure of the Holy Land is too strong!

It seems.... the Kyushu Continent is going to change completely.

.......

These days, Chen Nian's life is quite comfortable.

During the day, he enjoys the treatment of a guest of honor in the Holy Land, and from time to time there are manyThe fangirl came to him for advice.

At night, he secretly went to Yuehua Peak to tell Mu Qingxuan about the Legend of Sword and Fairy.

At first, Mu Qingxuan was a little resistant, but when she thought of the fascinating plot, she couldn't help it.

Especially the love, hatred, and bizarre adventures between Li Xiaoyao x Zhao Linger x Lin Yueru, which made her unable to stop!

But today, Chen Nian didn't come.

"Why hasn't this guy come today... He has been here in the past."

Of course, Mu Qingxuan didn't know that Chen Nian didn't come on purpose. She had never experienced love, so how could she know what it meant to play hard to get?

It was just pure and anxious.

On the one hand, she was anxious because she couldn't hear the follow-up story, and on the other hand, because... that guy was very active and enthusiastic before, but today he suddenly didn't say a word and didn't come. This contrast in attitude made her uncomfortable.

So today, she took the initiative to go to the mountain where Chen Nian lived.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I arrived, I saw Chen Nian chatting and laughing with several junior sisters in the sect.

A nameless fire suddenly rose from my heart.

So that's how it is... Hehe.

After taking a look, Mu Qingxuan turned around and left. As a saint, she naturally couldn't try to please Chen Nian.

"Brother Chen, please continue to tell us!"

"Yes, what happened later?"

"I didn't expect that Brother Chen looked young but had so much experience!"

Chen Nian also saw Mu Qingxuan from a distance and said immediately: "There are other things today. I will tell you next time when I have the chance."

After sending the female disciples away, Chen Nian chased after them immediately.

He chased them all the way to Yuehua Peak before catching up.

"Miss Mu, please stay!"

"Why? Weren't you very happy just now?"

"No, I just perfunctorily told them. I actually wanted to come here a long time ago."

"Really?"

"Of course, the scenery of Yuehua Peak is better than where we live."

"Just the scenery?"

"Of course, the people are better too."

"Hmph, you are so smooth-talking. Continue telling the story."

Mu Qingxuan sat at the stone table on the edge of the cliff, resting her cheeks on her elbows, and entered the state of listening to the story.

A shy smile flashed across her picturesque eyebrows.

The distance between the two gradually became closer in these stories.