System: Let me be the master at the start

480 cities in the south, how many buildings are in the mist and rain.

There is a lot of misty rain in the south, and Wangcheng is among the 480 cities.

This day is cloudy and rainy, and the drizzle is endless, moistening everything.

On this day, above the Nine Heavens, a gigantic martial arts arena appeared.

Thousands of feet in length and width!

Many people looked up to the void and saw the competition platform.

A look of shock appeared in his eyes.

Although it was not the first time for many people to see this martial arts arena, but every time, people felt a sense of shock in their hearts.

"It finally appeared again..." someone murmured.

"Shenwutai, I don't know where it came from. I only know that it appears once every hundred years. Many people wanted to explore its mysteries, but they couldn't find anything. Later, the Wang family simply regarded it as a competition arena for the Qingjie Grand Competition!"

"Every time it appears, it shocks me. Where did this ring come from? Why does it appear here? Is it really just for the competition ring of the Qingjie Grand Competition?"

The drizzle poured into the crevices of the eyes.

On this day, the entire south of Shu Mountain was covered by this nameless black cloud for thousands of miles.

For some reason, on this day, the 480 cities in the south will be shrouded in a huge dark cloud.

No wind, only rain.

The rain is light rain, continuous!

The rain was mixed with aura, like broken spirit stones fused into the raindrops.

Moisturizing everything, many vegetation began to grow crazily!

Some flowers and plants gradually began to give birth to spirituality and became spiritual grass.

Many people will also practice at this moment, absorbing the spiritual energy in the rain, blending it into their bodies, and improving their cultivation.

"Why don't the 480 cities in the south be covered by black clouds once in a hundred years?"

"What does this have to do with the opening of the Xuancang Realm every hundred years? Why does the Shenwu Terrace appear at this time every time?"

In fact, many people have doubts in their hearts, but no one has ever solved the secret.

Cao Xia looked up at the sky, felt the aura in the rain, and thought in his eyes.

"It seems that there are many secrets hidden in the southern 480 city."

"All of this may be related to that inexplicable Xuancang Realm."

After Cao Xia died, all the disciples were ready to go.

"Boom..."

A huge bell sounded deafeningly, and the huge fluctuations turned into ripples, which were clearly visible as the raindrops passed through the air.

At this moment, countless powerful auras rose!

One after another figures flew towards the huge arena in the sky!

One after another, the sky boats flew towards the Shenwu Platform and hovered above the Shenwu Platform.

There are also countless strange beasts screaming in the sky.

Cao Xia waved his hand behind him and said, "Let's go."

After speaking, he took the lead and flew towards Shenwutai.

Several Shushan disciples and three elders followed closely behind.

Fly into the black clouds, and continue to fly up, because Shenwutai is actually above the clouds.

What is under the clouds is just the projection of Shenwutai branded in the thousands of miles of black clouds.

Being in the cloud and mist, he could feel the water vapor and aura in the cloud and mist, which gave Cao Xia a sense of absurdity.

Cao Xia couldn't tell what was wrong, but it just felt absurd, as if this cloud should not have existed in this world in the first place.

"Could it be that this black cloud originally belonged to the Xuancang Realm, but at this moment, the Xuancang Realm and the land of Shenzhou overlapped?"

"Or, this is a projection from another world, why does it appear once every hundred years?"

"My Demon Locking Tower in Shu Mountain also has many secrets."

"How many secrets are hidden in the land of China?"

Feeling the bright light above his head, Cao Xia finally broke through the black cloud.

What you can see is the clouds covered with the golden brilliance of the sun.

It turned out that the black cloud was originally white, but for some reason it absorbed the sun's rays, making it impossible to pass on the original color, so at first glance it seemed black.

Just like seeing everything black at night.

Above the clouds, there is a martial arts arena exuding an ancient atmosphere.

It is as big as a thousand feet.

A simple and unsophisticated bronze big gong hangs on the Shenwu platform, and there are patches of green patina on it.

"This is the Shenwu Platform?"

"It actually appeared on the Nine Heavens so suddenly."

Cao Xia would not believe it if he said that the dark clouds covering the sky and the continuous rain in the southern 480 city had nothing to do with this Shenwutai.

There are also other monks who are also puzzled.

Although this phenomenon occurs frequently, no one has been able to explore its secrets for countless years, and every time it appears, it will rain spiritually.

There is no harm at all, so in the end it all goes to nothing.

Later, this place has been used by the Wang family as a competition arena for the Qingjie Grand Competition.

"Could it be that countless years ago, there were many hidden secrets in the beginning of the Qingjie Grand Competition?"

But what is the connection in the dark, Cao Xia doesn't know.

But at this moment, Cao Xia didn't want to be confused anymore, because the Qingjie Grand Competition was about to start.

It was a huge black tournament ring with seats on it.

One after another monks flew up from the royal city and came here, looking for a seat to settle down.

There are also many people on the cloud flying boat above the nine heavens watching from a high position.

It's just that they are farther away from Shenwutai.

After all, there are many people who don't want others to fly over their heads, so the skyships will always fly farther. This has always been an unwritten rule, even the Holy Land is no exception.

As soon as Cao Xia flew up, several disciples from Shushan followed closely behind.

Shushan's Yunsuo sword was suspended and controlled by Shushan's disciples, and it was suspended behind Cao Xia.

The three-hundred-foot-long Yunsuo Sword gives people an extremely thick and sharp feeling.

As soon as Cao Xia appeared, many people looked in Cao Xia's direction.

"Look, it's Cao Jianshen, Cao Jianshen has appeared."

"Wow, so handsome."

"Handsome and tall, majestic and heroic, he is really a handsome and handsome man."

Cao Xia looked at those whispering crowd in astonishment, he never thought that he was personable.

Perhaps in many places, the whispers are getting louder.

"Wow, Cao Jianshen, I adore you so much!"

"Fortunately, it is Cao Jianshen, just standing in the void is so charming."

"Am I the only one who feels that the disciples behind Cao Jianshen are all handsome and extraordinary?"

"What? Do you dare to look at other people? Are you still a fan of Cao Jianshen? With Cao Jianshen around, can you still look elsewhere?"

"Master Cao, I still worship you, I want to worship you as my teacher!"

"..."

There are male and female voices.

Cao Xia glanced over and found that there was admiration, admiration, envy, and jealousy in their eyes.

At this time Cao Xia was a little confused.

What's the matter with these people?