Disciple, you are too evil.

When the Nine Thunders appeared, the powerful experts from all the major sects in Nanhuang Province stepped out of the sky and looked at the area covered by the Tribulation Thunders.

"Nine thunders roar together. Apart from the records in books, this has never been heard of since ancient times. Could it be that a strong man in the Holy Realm really transcended the calamity and reached a higher realm?"

"As soon as I hear it, I know that you have no experience. Who has seen a strong person in the holy realm? In the past ten thousand years, the Cangyun Realm has not heard of a strong person in the holy realm."

"It can't be that the ancient ferocious beast has broken the seal and is ready to be born. If this is the case, then Cangyun will definitely have a huge catastrophe."

"You have such a rich imagination, why don't you write novels and return ancient ferocious beasts? Be careful to let out a piece of shit when you speak."

"Fuck, I'll kill you with labor."

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The first sect in Nanhuang Province, the Wushuang Holy Courtyard, is within the sect's restricted area.

Deep in the forbidden area, there is a cemetery where powerful men from all ages of the Unparalleled Holy Academy are buried. Those who can enter the cemetery to be buried are all extremely talented and unparalleled people.

In the past ten thousand years, only less than fifty people have been able to enter the cemetery to rest in peace. This shows that not just anyone can enter and be buried here.

There is one of the lowest graves in the cemetery. There is a stone tablet standing in front of the grave. The writing on the stone tablet has been blurred, and only the word "holy" can be vaguely seen.

Thunder rumbled in the sky, and nine thunders appeared in the distance.

"Nine thunders roar together."

A strange voice came from inside the tomb.

As soon as the voice fell, the tomb suddenly opened, and a very young-looking man jumped out from inside.

"Ahem, hey, the air outside is better."

Although this man looked young, his voice sounded very old.

After saying that, he looked towards the distance in the sky. In the distance, there were nine tribulation thunders falling from the sky.

"Which of his peers is capable of overcoming the tribulation in Nanhuang Province?"

He took a step forward, cut open the void with his hand, and was about to step in. Suddenly, he paused, thought for a moment, then smoothed the crack in the void with his hand, and turned around and entered the tomb.

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Guiyuan Sect, a secret place.

Luo Zhenbei stood next to an old man. The old man looked at the nine thunders in the sky in the distance. Luo Zhenbei also stared at the sky with wide eyes.

"Whatever the old man looked at, there was nothing in the distance except a few black clouds."

Luo Zhenbei couldn't see the nine tribulation thunders in the distant sky.

Ever since Luo Zhenbei, the secret realm of Canglin, was exposed and caused harm to Murong Qiurong, he had become a lecherous villain that everyone wanted to beat up. He did not dare to show his face in the entire Nanhuang Province.

He didn't dare to show up because Nanhuangzhou disliked him too much, and he might be killed by others that day.

Even his fellow disciples looked down upon him. If he hadn't been the grandson of the supreme elder of the Guiyuan Sect, the Guiyuan Sect would have expelled him long ago.

He probably doesn't even know how many enemies Luo Zhenbei has.

Someone has calculated that if his enemies are organized together, they can form a large sect.

If someone wrote about his evil deeds, it could become a thick book.

It can be seen how many evil things Luo Zhenbei did back then.

The sin is overwhelming.

There are too many books to write about.

It's bad and oily.

His grandfather also knew that Nanhuang Prefecture was crouching tigers, hidden dragons, and he might not be able to protect him on his own, so he sent Luo Zhenbei to a secret place in Guiyuan Palace.

There is an old man living in this secret place. The old man looks very old, but he is very energetic.

When this old man has nothing to do, he likes to read books, plant flowers, and raise fish.

Although the old man is old, the flowers he planted are very bright and pleasing to the eye, and the fish he raises are also very fat and swaying.

Although Luo Zhenbei had been in this small courtyard for less than a month, he was already tired of staying there.

There are beautiful things in the outside world here, such as Murong Qiurong, what a beautiful woman, hey, why don't you look at me.

Luo Zhenbei pays attention to this old man every day here.

At first glance, this old man is not a practitioner. Apart from reading books and planting flowers, I have never seen him practice.

"This old man is just an ordinary old man. At the beginning, grandpa said that he was the hidden boss of Guiyuan Sect, so he told me not to offend him."

"The old man is a jerk. Grandpa must be afraid that I would go out and run around, so he arranged for a random person to follow me."

Although Luo Zhenbei thought so in his heart, he did not dare to say it out loud. After all, this was a place where even Guiyuan Sect disciples were prohibited from entering.

If this old man is really an ancestor of the Guiyuan Sect, then he will be in trouble.

The old man watched the nine thunderbolts falling in the distance. He was indifferent and just listened.

The calamity thunder fell, and there seemed to be no movement.

"Grandpa, what are you looking at? Why can't I see anything?" Luo Zhenbei asked.

The old man withdrew his gaze and turned around to look at Luo Zhenbei.

"Nothing, I just remembered an old friend."

"Old friend? I guess it's an old friend." Luo Zhenbei muttered in his heart.

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Zixiao Mountain, the main peak.

"Damn, my lightning disaster is coming so fast, I'm not ready yet."

A disciple jumped up on the spot and ran out with a whoosh. After a while, black clouds filled the sky and two thunderbolts struck down.

"Damn, mine's here too."

After a while, another disciple jumped out to accept the thunder tribulation.

The Xiao family's incident did not leave any shadow on Zixiao Mountain, and the main peak has returned to its former bustle. Disciples from various peaks practice here, and from time to time someone pops out and finds an empty space to upgrade.

The headmaster and the elders of the major peaks also took the time to practice here. The main peak was filled with spiritual energy, and the speed of practice was several times faster than usual.

With such good spiritual energy and time, what else do you want to do if you don’t practice well? Do you want to pick up girls?

What between men and women is not as fun as practicing.

Such things are not serious at all, and they are not as fun as practicing.

As a man, you should do something with ideals and ambitions, such as practicing.

"Qingsu, go to your wife Liu's house to catch a chicken." Pei Fenglai said to Xie Qingsu.

"Uh, headmaster, you can let me fight monsters, but I'm not good at catching chickens. Why don't you find someone else." Xie Qingsu hurriedly shirked.

"Okay, stop pretending. Your Master Liu has 50 chickens, and you have destroyed more than 10 of them." Pei Fenglai said, "This time, I have already informed your Master Liu, you can catch them at will."

"Uncle, you can't wrong me. I practice diligently every day and never think about chickens. Apart from practice, I am not interested in anything else." Xie Qingsu said aggrievedly.

"Hey, you said you have informed Master Liu, so you can catch them openly." Xie Qingsu suddenly grasped the key point of Pei Fenglai's words.

"Well, I have given you a heads-up. After catching them, you can stew them well and send them to your Uncle Yang." Pei Fenglai said.

"Ah, send them to Junior Uncle. Uncle, you are right to ask me for this matter. I will definitely do it beautifully for you." Xie Qingsu said with a smile.

"Then you go."

"Okay, uncle."

Xie Qingsu suddenly became energetic, took out the flying sword, took a step, and was about to fly towards Xingchen Peak where Master Liu was.

"Junior sister Xie, cultivation is the right way, you should focus on cultivation, I'll do this little thing." A senior sister interrupted from the side.

"Don't bother senior sister, this is my specialty after all."

After saying that, the flying sword flew out and carried Xie Qingsu to Xingchen Peak.

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