Mythological origins

Xuanwu Pass.

Although the four major sects usually engage in endless overt and covert fights, they can still achieve terrifying efficiency when their interests are temporarily aligned.

The Yanghuo Palace sect alone mobilized hundreds of thousands of monks under its command and hundreds of vassal sects and families, and in just half a month, the initiative to enter the customs was conveyed to most of South Yazhou.

This was a miracle in the era before the Internet.

They also temporarily provided a large number of teleportation formations for free use by monks willing to go to Xuanwu Pass.

In just one month, hundreds of thousands of monks came to Xuanwu Pass through teleportation arrays from various places.

Except for a few true spiritual root monks who are approaching their end, most of the monks who come are pseudo-spiritual root monks. It is even the first time for them to ride the teleportation array in their lives.

Because the conventional teleportation arrays in the world of immortality are not cheap, even a short-distance teleportation requires several spiritual stones.

For a hard-working monk with only one or two spiritual stones in his monthly income, using a teleportation array is too luxurious. The training is so tight, so why use a teleportation array?

However, although Yanghuo Palace and others issued an initiative to the entire Nanya Prefecture to enter the pass, they did not organize these adventurers who came to Xuanwu Pass, but allowed these people to explore deep into the pass on their own.

…

In the teleportation area outside Xuanwu Pass, in the middle of a row of one hundred and eighty teleportation arrays, a burst of light flashed from time to time. It was quite spectacular when viewed from a high place.

Whenever the light dissipates, a group of young monks with blank expressions will appear in the formation.

"If you are stunned by the teleportation formation, go out and rest. Don't stay in the formation. Someone will be teleported in soon!!!"

A deafening voice just right woke up all the monks who were in a state of confusion.

That was the voice recorded in advance by the monk responsible for commanding and dispatching the teleportation array using the recording array.

These days, they have to work overtime every day to deal with the endless monks who are sent to Xuanwu Pass. In order to save trouble and avoid making their throats hoarse, they are now using recordings.

Come in a batch and sow it once.

"It feels a bit like the transportation hub of the empire..."

Yu Lan and his wife, who came out of the teleportation array, looked at the bustling crowd around them, and for a moment they had the illusion of returning to Terra.

Dozens or hundreds of teleportation arrays that flashed auras from time to time, constantly transporting monks here and there, just like a high-speed rail station with dozens of rails running side by side.

"After all, this world is just a place where the people at the bottom are technologically backward. The upper-level monks in the world of cultivation are actually full of black technology... Flying swords that kill people thousands of miles away are probably more ferocious than cruise missiles..."

"senior?"

Just when Yu Lan started to prepare a long speech again, Yulan saw a familiar figure.

"You're here too."

"Senior Bai, are you going to Wan Zhong Mountain?" Yu Lan was stunned and asked after seeing Bai Mo.

He vaguely sensed something was wrong. The other person said, "You're here too," with no doubt in his tone, as if he had already predicted that they would meet at this moment.

"Senior only said that his surname was Bai, and also said that his name has been buried in the deepest part of the empire's history, knowing that it is not good for us. What is going on..."

"There is an acquaintance over there at Wan Zhong Mountain. I'll go take a look."

"..."

"Is it possible that there are travelers from the empire over there?"

"There are billions of imperial monsters in the Heavenly Sanctuary. It's normal to cross a few to get there..."    "That's right... there's no rule that only us humans can cross."

"It is said that the demon clan in the Heavenly Sanctuary also originated from the mother planet of Terra. They are some enlightened animals. After our ancestors left Terra due to crisis, they inherited human civilization.

So the monsters write the same words and speak the same words as us.

When chatting online, absolutely no one can tell whether the person on the other side is a human or a monster. "

"But what crisis happened in Terra that caused our ancestors to escape, but allowed these remaining monsters to live so nourishingly, and finally inherited our human civilization?"

"have no idea……"

Regarding the Age of Chaos, many records are very vague, and imperial officials neither provide explanations nor encourage research.

As time goes by, people who have truly experienced the chaotic era pass away one by one, and the number of people who know the truth of that year becomes very few.

"The demon clan..."

When Bai Mo heard this word, he glanced far away in the direction of the sky.

…

"Sir?"

"senior?"

After a few more flashes of light, several acquaintances appeared in the Xuanwu Pass teleportation array. Somehow, they also instantly saw traces of Bai Mo in the vast sea of ​​people.

On one side were Master Jin Guang, Master Shui Jing, and Zhao Zilin, and on the other side were the Mo sisters. The two groups sat on the same teleportation array.

More than ten years have passed, and they have had various adventures. They have reached the last stage of the Qi refining period and started to prepare for foundation building.

"You're here too." Bai Mo still looked like he didn't have any surprises and said the same words as before.

"There is no possibility of foundation building in the pass, so we can only enter the pass to take a chance." Zhao Zilin took the initiative to talk about the reasons why they came to Xuanwu Pass.

No sect will accept fake spiritual root monks, so even if they have spiritual stones in their hands, it will be difficult for them to get enough foundation-building pills on the market.

With the qualifications of a pseudo-spiritual root cultivator, if they don't have ten or eight foundation-building pills, their hope of building a foundation is very slim. They have spent a lot of effort over the years and have been through life and death in many auctions, but the three of them only have four foundation-building pills in total.

As we all know, auctions in the cultivation world have always been a high-incidence place for murder and treasure-grabbing incidents because they concentrate a large number of treasures. Behind the four foundation-building pills in their hands, there are double-digit lives.

Some of them killed people for treasures, and some of them were killed for treasures and then killed successfully.

Of course, compared with ordinary pseudo-spiritual root cultivators, they are already the luckiest of the lucky ones.

After all, ordinary pseudo-spiritual root cultivators, if there is no adventure, will only be the seventh or eighth level of Qi Refining until they die, and they don't need to consider any foundation-building issues at all.

Those who need to consider the matter of foundation-building are actually in the top 10% of cultivators in the cultivation world, but many people don't realize this truth.

Fighting and practicing hard for a lifetime, but not even being able to pass the late stage of Qi Refining is the ending of most young cultivators.

Hearing what Zhao Zilin said, the Mo sisters also nodded.

Originally, Han Yu would help them from time to time, but since more than a year ago, it was said that he offended a senior who was building a foundation, and in a secret realm, he forcibly snatched some opportunity from the other party. Now he has disappeared, and no one knows where he ran away.

The time of Qi Refining cultivators is limited, and it is even more so for them who have lost 20 years of life. In order to build a foundation, they can only take a risk and go to the front line of Xuanwu Pass to gamble.

PS: I have been addicted to novels these days. Guess, the murderer is "The Foreign Land of the Vegetable-Growing Skeleton" by Qingzhong Liushui... I haven't tried to read a book so obsessed for a long time ORZ, it is really well written.