World of Cultivation

Fei Shan was working leisurely, listening to Yin Gui and humming a tune. The people around him looked at him a little strangely. After all, there was such a heavy workload, but someone could show an expression of enjoyment, which really puzzled others.

Only cultivators from the small mountain world can feel this comfort.

Suddenly, he stopped what he was doing and looked like he was listening.

"Fellow Taoists from Xiaoshan Realm, the Lord of Golden Crow City is trapped in Baihua Valley of Mingshui City. Anyone who is interested can help quickly."

He listened very carefully, Yin Guili repeated the announcement several times. He stood up and walked towards the door under everyone's surprised eyes.

"Where are you going?" The steward looked a little ugly and shouted sternly: "Go back! The matter is not finished yet..."

Fei Shan grinned, but his eyes were a little murderous. The steward trembled subconsciously, not daring to look Fei Shan in the eyes, and swallowed the next words in his stomach. Fei Shan ignored him and Shi Shiran walked out of the door.

Walking onto the street, I immediately heard many people chanting in the sky.

"Brothers from Xiaoshan Realm, the city lord Baihua Valley is surrounded, everyone is going to fuck you!"

"The city lord is in danger! We..."

The entire Mingshui City was alarmed, and people kept flying into the sky.

Fei Shan raised his head and saw that the sky above Mingshui City was densely packed with people. Looking at the scene in front of him, he suddenly thought of the scene where everyone followed the city lord and rushed out of the small mountain world after several months, and something in his body seemed to be ignited in an instant.

He did not hesitate to activate his spiritual power, fly into the sky, and blend into the crowd.

How dare you touch the city lord...

The murderous intention in his heart became stronger and stronger, and the faces of the cultivators around him were filled with indignation. The group of cultivators who had experienced such a cruel catastrophe in the Little Mountain Realm and survived together were full of gratitude and respect for Zuo Mo, who led them out of the Little Mountain Realm.

The Lord of the Golden Crow City led everyone out of the terrible prison in the small mountain world. Now that the Lord of the City is in trouble, how can he stand by and watch?

A group of people gathered around a piece of music.

"Boss, are we going?" A subordinate with a deer-headed mouse head asked the boss hurriedly.

The boss glared: "Nonsense! Of course we have to go! Even the city lord dares to do it. How will we survive in the future? Kill them!"

The men suddenly became excited and shouted: "Kill them!"

"Humph, they want to kill a chicken to scare the monkeys, but they don't even poop to see how virtuous they are?" The boss had a murderous look on his face.

Cultivators who come from the small mountain world are much more sensitive to danger than ordinary cultivators. In his opinion, the incident against the Lord of the Golden Crow City was a signal, which meant that their future life in the Tianshui Realm would not be too fast.

There are approximately 50,000 to 60,000 cultivators from the Xiaoshan Realm, but these 50,000 to 60,000 are all cultivators at the Pulse Condensation Stage. In the Tianshui Realm, pulse-condensing cultivators are the backbone. The sudden influx of so many pulse-condensing cultivators with rich combat experience has had a huge impact on all major local forces.

Conflicts between cultivators from the Xiaoshan Realm and local cultivators from the Tianshui Realm are inevitable.

The cultivators in the Tianshui Realm understand this. How can those cultivators in the Xiaoshan Realm who have experienced more brutal battles not understand this?

"Can we make it in time?" At this time, one of his subordinates asked worriedly.

The thoughts of ordinary cultivators are much simpler. The Lord of the Golden Crow City led them out of the mountain world and unknowingly became their spiritual leader. Most of them were grateful. Now that they heard that the Lord of Golden Crow City was under siege, they felt very angry.

"Let's go now!" The boss snorted flatly: "Humph, they think the city lord is a weakling, they are full of teeth! This battle is a big war."

The boss pouted and showed a fierce expression.

He jumped up and stood up, his eyes widened and murderous: "Whoever wants to lose his chain today, see how I deal with him when I get back! There is no need to deal with anything, leave now!"

These bosses are as afraid of the Mingxiao Ancestor as a tiger, but they have no fear of other forces in the Tianshui Realm.

What's more, the Lord of Golden Crow City is here.

The power of the Golden Crow City Lord has long been deeply implanted in the hearts of these rebellious guys.

Many people even thought about it. If they could persuade the Lord of Golden Crow City to simply lead everyone to wipe out the Tianshui Realm, wouldn't it be more tempting?

After constant instigation, countless cultivators from the small mountain realm took off over Mingshui City.

The number of cultivators from the small mountain realm in Mingshui City is not too large, but there are still thousands of them. The cultivators in the small mountain realm are very good at identifying, and the murderous intention in their bodies is much stronger than that of ordinary cultivators. Now, these cultivators all have a fierce look on their eyes.

"Are these people crazy? They actually dare to attack the city!"

"No matter what they do, kill them all!"

"If the tiger doesn't show off its power, it will treat us like sick cats!"

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The crowd was excited and flew towards the Baihua Valley with great momentum. The cultivators in Mingshui City had never seen such a battle before. They were all dumbfounded on the spot, while the more clever cultivators quickly ran back to report the news.

Some older cultivators showed worried looks. If there was a real conflict between the cultivators from the Xiaoshan Realm and the cultivators from the Tianshui Realm, the Tianshui Realm would immediately fall into turmoil.

But many people didn't know that the news that Yin Gui played spread throughout the Tianshui world. At this time, countless cultivators were rushing towards Mingshui City with sword lights and murderous intent.

If you look down from high in the sky, you will see countless sword lights of various colors, as if attracted by magnets, gathering towards Mingshui City at an astonishing speed.

As the most prestigious cultivator in the Xiaoshan Realm, the Lord of the Golden Crow City is unknowingly affecting the situation in the Tianshui Realm.

In Wuhou Mansion, Rong Wei was a little surprised when she saw the palace guard rushing towards him holding a piece of Yingui.

But when she finished listening to the message that Yin Guili kept playing repeatedly, her expression suddenly changed.

damn it!

Are those guys crazy?

She is well aware of how powerful and terrifying the Lord of the Golden Crow City is, and the elites under his command surpass any other team in the Tianshui Realm. She recalled the image of the cultivators bowing deeply when bidding farewell to Zuo Mo. If the Lord of the Golden Crow City ascended and shouted at this time, she could not help but shudder.

That would be terrible...

The Hou Ye is not here, so what should I do?

Rong Wei was like an ant on a hot pot, spinning around anxiously. Just at this moment, a paper crane flew from the sky. Rong Wei waved and the paper crane fell into her palm. After watching it, her face changed drastically.

Mingshui City, Tianxian Pavilion.

"These guys from the small mountain world are so restless when they first come here. Will they come to dominate us in the future?" A middle-aged cultivator's face was as dark as water. He is the largest force in Mingshui City, Yan Yang, the head of the Mujian Sect.

"To let them know whose territory this is." Another cultivator with a sallow complexion said calmly. He was wearing a golden robe, dazzling and majestic. He was He Qiu, the head of the Yunshen Sect.

Mujianmen and Yunshenmen are the two largest sects in Mingshui City. As the most prosperous city in Tianshui Realm, Mingshui City has four places among the top ten. Except for the Hundred Flowers Alliance which was destroyed by Zuo Mo, the Mujian Sect ranked fifth, the Yunshen Sect ranked seventh, and the other Xuanshui Sect ranked tenth.

The other heads present all nodded.

The Lord of the Golden Crow City attacked the Hundred Flowers League, which touched the sensitive nerves of many people. Mujianmen, Yunshenmen, and Baihua Alliance all have marriage relationships. Zuo Mo was too fast and destroyed the Hundred Flowers Alliance before other sects could react. If it had been delayed a little longer, things would never have gone so smoothly.

"Huh, Xuan Shui Sect doesn't want to get involved in this matter, so it's good that there's one less person to share the spoils with." Yan Yang looked grim.

The other heads showed joy on their faces. In their opinion, with Mujian Sect and Yunshen Sect leading the way, no matter how powerful the Golden Crow City Lord was, he would not be able to make any trouble. They had also heard for a long time that the Lord of Golden Crow City was extremely wealthy. The five huge slave ships were filled with all kinds of magic weapons and rare materials. They were truly treasure ships.

What's more, there is also the huge wealth of Baihua League. How can people not be tempted?

Many sects are very jealous of the Hundred Flowers Alliance's method of growing spiritual flowers. If you can get the spiritual flower planting method, you will have a stable source of money.

Therefore, when the two masters called, many small sects responded one after another.

"In the Wuhou Mansion..." the head of a small sect said.

He Qiu looked calm: "It doesn't matter, I have informed them, I believe they can see the situation clearly."

"Everyone go back and prepare. Let's set the time at noon tomorrow." Yan Yang said.

All the heads got up one after another and went back to prepare.

After everyone left, only Yan Yang and He Qiu were left in the Tianxian Pavilion.

He Qiu asked: "How many people are you going to bring with you tomorrow?"

"I heard that the Lord of Jinwu City has two elites under his command. I really want to give it a try and see how they compare to our own Wooden Sword Camp." Yan Yang said proudly. The Mujian Camp is the most elite team of the Mujian Sect and is famous in the Tianshui Realm.

He Qiu put his hands on his hands and said with a smile: "That's exactly what I meant. How about you and I have one each and see who wins?"

The Feiyun Camp in the Yunshen Sect is also one of the elites in the Tianshui Realm.

"What if you and I both win?" Yan Yang glanced at He Qiu.

"The one who wins first wins." He Qiu smiled and said: "The flower slave breeding technique of the Hundred Flowers League is said to have originated from the Thousand Years War. Why not use it as a bet? But since the Lord of the Golden Crow City does not have a golden elixir, what if we use the golden elixir to suppress it?" Human beings cannot win without force, and neither you nor I are allowed to carry the golden elixir, what does Master Yan want?"

Yan Yang's eyes flashed: "Very good!"

The two looked at each other, sparks flying, and they didn't give in.

The atmosphere in Mingshui City suddenly became tense, the number of cultivators flying in the sky dropped sharply, and many shops that got the news closed down.

Tian Lingzi and the others looked at the large piece of thunder walnuts floating in front of Zuo Mo and felt their mouths taste bitter. This time they kicked it onto the iron plate. The origin of the opponent is mysterious and the strength in his hands is far deeper than they imagined.

They complained endlessly in their hearts.

Why are big men like you going to this poor ravine in Tianshui Realm?

Will you give us a way to survive?

Suddenly, a paper crane flew into Tian Lingzi's hand. After Tian Lingzi read it, the gloom on his face cleared away and he laughed.

The other two people looked at Tian Lingzi with unkind expressions. They couldn't think of anything that could make Tian Lingzi so happy in such a bad situation.

Tian Lingzi passed the paper crane on his hand to the two of them and said with a proud smile: "The head of the Mujian Sect Yan Yang and the head of the Yunshen Sect He Qiu will lead the armies of various sects tomorrow to take this kid's life!"

After reading it, both of them looked happy.

"Haha, we really have foresight!"

"As long as we hold back the Lord of Golden Crow City, we will naturally have a share of the credit!"

The three of them looked at each other and laughed.

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