After 300 years of retreat, the system is activated?

Qingmu Daoyu, the edge of the land.

In an extremely gorgeous mansion.

Kun He, the current leader of the Demon Alliance, was standing silently with his hands behind his back.

Said the words quite calmly.

It seemed that everything he said could be realized, as if everything he said was already under his control.

"Leader, we..."

"Can we really do it in the Magic Alliance?"

Behind Kunhe, the old man Qi Yuan's voice trembled slightly with a thin body like a skeleton.

In the slightly cloudy eyes, on the face full of vicissitudes of life.

Can't help showing a strong look of anticipation.

What's more, in Qi Yuan's eyes, the current leader of the Magic Alliance, Kun He, stood in front of him.

The whole body is shining with bright light.

Those rays of light were so dazzling that he felt a little dazzling.

It made him feel that some people couldn't look directly at the person in front of him.

"The universe is uncertain, everything is possible."

"Okay, you go back first..."

After finishing speaking, Kun He waved his hand, and stopped meeting Qi Yuan next to him.

And behind him, the old man who looked like a skeleton.

After taking several deep breaths, he turned around and slowly left this extremely gorgeous mansion.

But even when Qi Yuan was leaving.

On his face and in his eyes, the incomparably strong look of anticipation still hasn't dissipated at all.

If so, it was what other people Qi Yuan said.

Qi Yuan will not choose to believe it, but now the person who said this is the leader of his own Magic Alliance...

In Qi Yuan's heart, he can only believe in it.

......

as time flows.

Qi Yuan gradually walked away.

It even completely disappeared within the range that Kunhe's divine sense could detect.

"That old guy, is he finally gone?"

In a city with a population of more than [-] million people, in a mansion that occupies a huge area and looks extremely gorgeous.

That has been holding his hands behind his back, motionless, silently looking at the Kun River in the distance.

At this time, he couldn't help but sighed slowly.

Stretching out his right hand, he wiped the sweat that was gradually emerging from his forehead.

"It is becoming more and more difficult to be the leader of the Magic Alliance..."

"In the beginning, it was fine."

"nowadays......"

While talking, Kunhe couldn't help shaking his head and sighing again.

The emotions in my heart are also extremely complicated.

A long time ago, he heard such a story.

The content of the story, roughly summed up, is just a few words...

Add a yellow robe!

!

At that time, Kun He just laughed off the story.

In his heart, there was not much emotion.

I have never understood why the yellow robe is added to the body.

Now, Kun He, who is the current leader of the Demonic Dao Alliance and holds the title of Hand of Ghosts and Gods, finally understands what the so-called adding body in the yellow robe means.

Although, his current situation is somewhat different from that of the yellow robe.

But generally speaking, the overall situation is not much different.

Kunhe just wanted to develop in a low-key manner, use Luo Jiuge's reputation to create a force, and then rely on the power of luck and various resources to restore his own strength.

Accidentally, he was promoted to the position of the current leader of the Demonic Alliance by the three major demonic forces.

He doesn't want it, not yet.

At this moment, around this mansion, it is estimated that there are countless pairs of eyes of demon cultivators staring at him at all times.

In this situation, Kunhe has gradually felt a little painful recently.

Moxiu, shouldn't he keep a low profile?

Why establish this so-called Magic Alliance?

Shouldn't Moxiu be hidden in the dark and not known to others?

Why did you directly relocate the headquarters of the Magic Alliance to this city with a population of more than [-] million?

The three major demonic forces in the Demonic Alliance really think that their so-called Demonic Alliance can survive in the cracks and rise strongly, turning the tables against the sky, right?

What he just said was just made up by Kun He.

This kind of thing can't be true!

......

as time flows.

In the blink of an eye, another three days passed.

Aoki Daoyu, Zhengdao Alliance, Neutral Alliance, after the meeting of these two major alliances.

A large number of participating monks returned to their original places.

It seems to be preparing for the coming crisis.

The general content of the meeting of the neutral alliance is how to protect itself, how to protect its own interests, and the interests of allies.

And as the sect of the Qingmu Daoyu, the most powerful Righteous Path Alliance.

In this meeting, most of the time was spent fighting for the position of the so-called leader.

However, due to the fact that there is not much difference in strength between the faction of the Leng family and the faction of the Qiandiao sect, discussions for a long time still have no results.

In desperation, the Righteous Path Alliance can only be divided into three parts.

One, two.

Naturally, there are the Leng family and the faction dominated by the Chidori sect.

Third, it is dominated by neutral forces that do not want to help.

Anyway, the final result is that if the Righteous Path Alliance wants to implement something, it must obtain the support of the two major factions.

Roughly speaking, the minority obeys the majority.

If, in the future, whoever can really sit on the position of leader of the Righteous Path Alliance and convince many forces of the Righteous Path Alliance.

So it is not impossible to implement the so-called one word policy.

......

At noon, a scorching sun hung high in the sky.

At this moment, the outside is like a stove.

The high temperature makes ordinary people a little unbearable.

Qingmu Daoyu, Qingshi City, Outer City.

There is a lot of traffic, and there are countless pedestrians coming and going. It seems to be quite prosperous and lively. On the side of the street, next to a very simple courtyard.

At this moment, there is an old man dressed in white and holding a rusty ancient sword.

Sitting calmly on the threshold outside the courtyard, squinting his eyes slightly.

While looking at the constant pedestrians, he held a bowl of ice-cold tea and drank it one sip at a time.

Although this ordinary person is inconspicuous, sometimes...

If you can experience the life of ordinary people a little bit.

It also seems to be a rather wonderful thing.

Not to mention anything else, just this bowl of icy cold tea in the hands of Mad Wuqian.

Its taste is quite good.

Moreover, the price is also very cheap.

Recently, this tea has been very popular with Crazy Money.

"Crossing tribulation, crossing calamity, what is crossing calamity?"

Outside the courtyard, by the threshold.

Sitting quietly on the ground, holding a rusty ancient sword, Mad Wuqian suddenly had such a question in his mind.

Survive the catastrophe, obtain a more powerful cultivation base, and extremely overcome the catastrophe?

If it was in the past, such an answer might have emerged in the mind of the mad and moneyless.

But after going through the baptism of this period of time, after experiencing many mundane things.

In the heart of the mad and moneyless, there was a little more feeling vaguely.

Crossing the tribulation, why must it be a substantive crossing the tribulation?

Why must the catastrophe here be a real catastrophe?

Why can't it be the catastrophe in my heart to get through?

Yes, why must it be in reality instead of the catastrophe in my heart?

The ancient sage once said.

Practice practice, in addition to real practice, also requires a lot of practice.

A high cultivation base is indeed a good thing.

But if, your state of mind is not yet there, but your cultivation has reached a certain level...

Then, you will definitely plant some hidden dangers for your future.

A powerful cultivation base is like that magic weapon.

It is so sharp that no one can stop it.

The strong man holds this magical weapon, which can block people and kill people, and Buddhas can block and kill Buddhas.

Young people can easily take lives with this magic weapon.

What if it was a teenager, or a child who was still a toddler?

Even if such a child is given a magic weapon, what can he do?

"It seems that I have taken a lot of detours before..."

"It's not until now that I understand these principles."

By the street, by the courtyard.

Mad Wuqian who sat silently on the edge of the threshold drinking the tea in his hand couldn't help but shook his head with a wry smile.

Afterwards, an aura that belonged to the realm of crossing the catastrophe gradually permeated his body.

With a crazy and moneyless cultivation base, he has been stuck in the realm of refining gods for countless years.

Now, the state of mind has suddenly improved.

His cultivation base, which had been stuck for an unknown number of years, naturally and quietly rose unconsciously.

......

time flies.

Soon, the sun sets.

In a blink of an eye, it was evening.

At this moment, the scorching sun in the sky has gradually set.

The temperature outside is much cooler than at noon.

Coupled with the oncoming breeze that blows from time to time, this feeling can be described as quite comfortable.

"Cultivation has broken through?"

"Is this the true strength to cross the tribulation half-step?"

Outside the courtyard, Mad Wuqian was still holding a rusty ancient sword, sitting quietly on the edge of the threshold.

The expression on his face was always calm and unchanged.

His eyes were still slightly squinted, watching the pedestrians on the street.

And only, something different...

It is the terrifying power in Crazy Wuqian's body that belongs exclusively to the realm of crossing the catastrophe.

No, to be precise here, it should be a half-step crossing the catastrophe.

"This power is really terrifying!"

"Even though I have just made a breakthrough, there is still a huge gap between me now and me in the Great Perfection Realm of God Refinement."

"It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the difference between cloud and mud..."

While thinking in his heart, Kuang Wuqian slowly stood up and walked slowly towards the courtyard behind him.

What he got today is more than enough.

Being too greedy is not a good thing.

"Thinking about it carefully, this so-called Qingshi City is really a pretty good place."

"At least, it has sublimated my state of mind."

"As for the old ancestor of the Luo family, I really can't do anything..."

Thinking about it, Kuang Wuqian gradually opened his slightly squinted eyes.

Looking towards the inner city of Qingshi City, the direction where the Luo family is located.

Until, after a long time.

Mad Wuqian, holding a rusty ancient sword, sighed slightly again.

He has his rules, and he also has a bottom line in his heart.

Favors cannot be repaid.

Favors received from others must also be repaid.

If this is the case, then his attack this time will be limited to the ancestor of the Luo family...

As for the so-called Luo family in Qingshi City, forget it.

Although his breakthrough in state of mind was not entirely due to the Luo family in Qingshi City.

But at least, the so-called Qingshi City was built by the Luo family.

Therefore, for the controller of this city, the Luo family.

Mad Wuqian intends to let this family survive.

And after Luo Jiuge, the ancestor of the Luo family, fell, what would happen to the Luo family's ending? This has nothing to do with being crazy and moneyless.

"Ten days later..."

"The mood has just been broken through, and the cultivation base has just broken through."

"I still need to stabilize it a little bit."

"Ten days later, I will do it again."

"Use the sword in your hand to cut off the head of the ancestor of the Luo family."

......

as time flows.

Soon, another three days passed.

In the early morning, the sky was still gray and bright.

Bluestone City, the inner city, the land of the Luo family.

In the courtyard where the ancestors of the Luo family lived.

Luo Jiuge, the ancestor of the Luo family, woke up early at this moment and sat quietly under a stone pavilion.

In his left hand, he tightly held a magic sword Annihilation.

His right hand was slowly stroking the purple-colored long sword engraved with many mysterious lines.

This behavior seems to be to increase the relationship between himself and Demon Sword.

It's just that it's a little abnormal.

At this time, Luo Jiuge closed his eyes tightly while stroking the magic sword in his hand.

On his face, there was a rare look of surprise.

[chirp? (ps: What is this human being doing?)]

Beside the stone pavilion, not far from Luo Jiuge.

The Liudao golden-eyed monkey half lying on the ground noticed Luo Jiuge's abnormality.

Suddenly, those pure gold eyes opened.

Just like that, he stared at Luo Jiuge in front of him.

[chirp? (ps: There seems to be something wrong with this human being, should I take the opportunity to run away?)]

Looking at Luo Jiuge in front of him, such a thought suddenly appeared in the heart of the six-path golden-eyed monkey.

However, after thinking about it for a long time.

The six-path golden-eyed monkey finally gave up on such an idea.

Who knows what the human next to him is doing?

If that human just teased him to see if he would take the opportunity to escape, and he happened to be tricked, wouldn't it be the end of the calf?

Even so, there was something wrong with that human being.

Can he really run away smoothly?

Leaving this courtyard smoothly, leaving this Luo family land, leaving this huge Qingshi City?

Not sure about this...

[嘤...(ps: Alas, I'd better be a little more honest, stop messing around, I always feel that human beings' patience with me is almost exhausted...)]

After thinking of this, the six-path golden-eyed monkey stopped thinking about what was there and what was not.

He lay down on the ground, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

And in the courtyard, Luo Jiuge was sitting quietly under the stone pavilion.

At this moment, he was frowning tightly, immersed in the mysterious space created by the magic sword annihilation.