First Son-in-law

Central Island!

The mountains are continuous, and the peaks and ridges are like gatherings.

There is basically no flat land here, but there is one exception.

That is Chaos City, located in the center of the Central Island, is a rare plain, gathered a large number of monks, and is under the jurisdiction of the Fifth Church.

"The Chaos City is ahead." Mu Yuege personally led the way.

Qin Li looked up.

A huge city appeared in the distance, surrounded by mountain peaks, and it looked majestic. Its inner houses were just like, the streets were straight, the monks shuttled through it, and there were special guards to maintain order.

"The City of Chaos is not chaotic." Qin Li made a comment.

"This is the result of my many years of business." Mu Yuege smiled, pointed to a magnificent building complex in the middle of the city, and said: "Where is my residence, the Jade Girl Palace, Mr. Qin will stay here temporarily."

Qin Li nodded and said, "I have work."

The two fell to the ground.

Suddenly!

A group of maids gathered around.

"Farewell to the saint, happiness and prosperity!"

Mu Yuege said: "Arrange the best room for Mr. Qin."

Qin Li waved his hand and asked, "I like quietness, so just arrange a remote hut for me and don't disturb me."

Mu Yuege nodded: "Okay, then arrange an elegant room. It will take some time for the next person to clean up the room. It is better for Mr. Qin to take a bath and change into a lighter suit."

"Yes!" Qin Li suddenly found that he was wearing the wolf fur costume of the Northern Territory, and the central island was warm and moist, so he should change into a light suit.

quickly!

The two are separated.

Mu Yuege still has something to do.

Qin Li was led by the maid to take a bath.

The bathhouse of the Jade Girl Palace is called a moon pond.

It looks like it is exclusively for Mu Yuege. The ground is covered with white jade, the pool water is green, petals of flowers are scattered, and there are many warm jade stones at the bottom of the pool.

"Finally quiet for a while." Qin Li stretched his waist and began to wash away the wolf fur by himself. For this reason, he also blasted all the maids out to prevent anyone from disturbing them.

"The water temperature is good!"

Qin Li sat by the edge of the jade pond with his feet in the water.

When no one is disturbed, it is most suitable for reading. He is about to take out the Jinjian to see the changes in "The Disaster of the Soldiers".

suddenly!

Wow, wow.

The pool water is surging, and the mist is transpiring.

What a hibiscus flower, what a beautiful lady in the water.

Mu Yuege drilled out of the water, her long hair as water, gentle as a song, her long eyelashes with drops of water, her clever eyes fluttering, her teeth bit her vermilion lips with a hint of girlish shyness.

"Mr. Qin, let me rub your back for you!" Mu Yuege slid to Qin Li like a boneless fish.

"No, I'll do it myself!" Qin Li was frightened. Just now he almost took out "Records of Disasters". As a result, a person appeared in the water, too frightened.

Mu Yuege was soft and beautiful, with a scent of orchid in her breath: "Mr. Qin, the beautiful spring festival is short, and from then on, the prosperous and chaotic city is your territory."

"Not interested in!"

Qin Li shook his head and said:

"And I want to be alone!"

Mu Yuege was taken aback for a moment, her expression on her face was very exciting, my old lady was like this, you didn't have any reaction at all.

"How could it be like this?" Mu Yuege was a little skeptical of life, and couldn't help asking: "Mr. Qin, are you..."

"roll!"

Qin Li was speechless:

"I'm really not interested in you."

Mu Yuege was a little annoyed: "Huh, there is no sorrowful guy."

After all, she flicked away.

This time.

The room was finally clean.

Qin Li used pupil technique, and after searching for it, he confirmed that no one was around.

"Finally I can read a book." Qin Li took out "Records of Military Disasters", the quality was much heavier, and it was still emitting brilliant golden light.

Read carefully, there is a lot more content in it. They are all refining content, which complements and expands the original inheritance. The exquisiteness of some of the notes is higher than that of the "Refining Encyclopedia". The most important thing is that Jin Jane also includes a diary at the end.

"This is Qixian's diary." Qin Li's heart froze. Unexpectedly, the origins of "Bill Disaster Record" are so huge, it is definitely Wu Qixian's writing.

...

Twenty-two years old: I am the son of the Sovereign of the Disaster Sovereign, with extraordinary equipment and no trace of time. I am determined to record my growth. Maybe one day when I reach the summit, I will look back and look again.

Thirty years old: I was promoted to the spiritual realm.

Sixty years old: I was promoted to the Golden Spirit Realm.

One hundred years old: I became a fourth-grade refiner.

One hundred and fifty years old: I thought my life would be calm and calm until I heard about Changchun Zhenren and the Longevity Sect.

Two hundred years old: Xuexiu ravages the world, **** human blood, and annihilates conscience. As a spiritual practitioner, I was ordered to go down the mountain to save the people.

Two hundred and three years old: I killed thousands of blood cultivators, but to no avail, because more and more spiritual cultivation degenerates into blood cultivators, even the younger brothers and sisters in the door couldn't stand the temptation and betrayed me.

Two hundred and five years old: My heart is so tired, I am the only one left in the team, and I have been severely wounded. When I returned to the Battered Sect, I was dying. My father sent me to Yuan Danzong for treatment.

Two hundred and six years old: During the recovery period, I met an interesting girl, Mu Wan'er, the youngest daughter of Sovereign Yuan Dan. This guy is two years younger than me, and his tone is ten times bigger than me. He actually tried to kill the real person in Changchun, to set things right, like me when I went down the mountain.

Two hundred and ten years old: I get along very happily with Wan'er, she is like winter sunshine, shining into my heart. However, news came from the foot of the mountain, and the chaos of blood repair intensified, and my heart was covered with dust again.

Two hundred and thirty years old: The Eastern Regions fall, and they are completely reduced to the territory of Blood Cultivation.

Two hundred and fifty years old: I went down the mountain again with Wan'er by my side. The original prosperous land has long been devastated. Xuexiu feeds on people and takes infants as pills. All sorts of deeds are horrifying.

Two hundred and eighty years old: The Northern Territory fell, and we failed miserably. Many brothers were buried in the snow-capped mountains forever, while Wan'er and I fled back to Yuan Danzong.

Two hundred and ninety years old: The immortal king holding a stele leaves the pass. He is already a half-step god, and there is a stele without a word in his hand, and he has realized the battle formation and has the capital to fight against the real Changchun.

Three hundred years old: Twenty-four Shangzong gathered in Qipan Mountain in the southern region, headed by the immortal king holding the stele, and blood-scared as the alliance, to return to the Eastern Region and defeat the real Changchun.

Three hundred and one years old: the defeat of the Alliance Army, more than two hundred spirit kings all fell, and the immortal king holding the monument died in battle. In order to protect us, my father alone led to the pursuit of Xue Xiu, so that Wan'er and I survived.

Three hundred and fifty years old: spiritual cultivation is declining, blood cultivation is prospering.

Four hundred years old: Changchun real person unified the Quartet domain and was the first person in ancient times.

Four hundred and fifty years old: I was promoted to the spiritual master and fled with Wan'er to the Central Island, where the mountains are densely covered, easy to defend and difficult to attack, and it is the last land occupied by spiritual cultivation.

Five hundred years old: Double happiness came, and Wan'er and I were both promoted to Lingzun, and we got married. In troubled times, she is my only support, and I will use my life to maintain her safety.

Six hundred years old: Central Island fell, spiritual practice has lingered.

Seven hundred years old: Wan'er and I fled to the four realms, and we were in panic all day long.

Eight hundred years old: Wan'er was pregnant, but I fell the child. She was crying very sad, so why am I not! But how cruel did I let the child be born in this chaotic dark age.

Nine hundred years old: We are both promoted to the 9th rank of Lingzun, but we are still desperate besides despair.

Nine hundred and ten years old: In the dark, a glimmer of hope finally ushered in, and we returned to Central Island again.

One thousand years old: Wan'er and I left the customs, and both were promoted to heaven.

"what!"

Qin Li was frightened:

"Is there a missing piece here!"

It only took ninety years to go from the ninth rank of the Spiritual Sovereign to the Celestial Man. Among them, there are the Spirit King barrier, three or four barriers, six or seven barriers, and Celestial barriers. How they crossed, why there is no record.

"Could it be that Qixian deliberately concealed the information here? What is their hope? It seems that the chance is in Central Island?" Qin Li frowned and thought, always feeling that there is a big secret hidden here.

"Forget it, keep reading, there are not many diaries."