The world does not want to be represented

The Chu State is the most powerful country today, with ten main cities and powerful clans dotted all over the place.

The two great families of Gu and Zhong guard the peace of the hundred cities.The two sects of Cangqing and Qingquan, righteous and evil, confront each other in the way of swordsmanship.

As a branch of Buddhism, Hanshan Temple is highly respected by the Jinling royal family.

The royal family of Jinling entered the WTO and governed the world.

The protagonist of today's Fengmeng City, "Quan Qi", is the boy's past life.As Cang Qing's protector, he is a special existence.

He should be the biggest villain in the world, killing people like heinous people, yet he is on friendly terms with the master of Hanshan Temple, which is puzzling.He has been practicing swords in Cangqing since he was a child, but when he was a teenager, he changed his face and worshiped in Qingquan Mountain until he was exposed.

He has seen Zhengdao's swordsmanship, he has heard Hanshan's Buddhist music, he has tasted fine wine from Jinling Twelve Houses, he has learned Gu Zhong's formation, and he has experienced the luxury of the royal family.There are three thousand swordsmen in the world, and Quan Qi sits alone in Tianyuan, which is just the rhetoric that good people praise him.

To this day, he has become the fastest person in this world to break through and ascend.

"Ning Zhen, do you know why Quan Qi was able to break through so quickly?" Gu's elders suddenly said in Lingyun Pavilion, East Inner City.

Gu Ningzhen stared at the dense glow, and said for a long time: "He has nothing to worry about, and he has devoted himself to cultivating Cangqing... and the sword intent of Qingquan back then. It was not unexpected to me."

"Yeah, nothing can stop him." The elder sighed.

Such thoughts are not only in their hearts.The heart has no worries, not just how many people he killed, but his Dao heart.

The master of Hanshan Temple once said that Quan Qi has no worries, no entanglements in his heart, and no involvement in the world.Even the young leader of Cangqing Mountain, who grew up with him, did not have a deep relationship with him.

The rays of the sun had already dyed the eastern sky, and soon, the sky in the south and north turned into a sea of ​​rays of light, illuminating countless masters below.Amidst the brightness, there is another mysterious feeling.

Baijia came here because Quan Qi was the first person to touch the threshold of ascension, which would definitely be of great benefit to those who came later.But if it were any other person today, the disputes over interests would be complicated, and it would not be such a grand occasion.

The whole world has come to the gate of Xiwai City, looking up at Xiaguang with countless people.

On the temple in the northern inner city, Qingquan Zhuming stands with a sword behind his back, his face can't be seen clearly in the light and shadow... Even if you can see it, it's probably still peaceful for ten years.

[At that time, the sword light was thousands of miles away, and he saw Zhuming's sword coming out from a distance.Pushing knees in the snow eventually turned into swords facing each other. ] At the same time, the whole world couldn't laugh or cry when they saw a sentence floating up in front of the system.

Has Zhu Ming's cool character introduction at the beginning become a fan story with himself?

Just as people were basking in the red sky full of joy, a sword light surged from the brightest part of the west inner city.That sword light is completely different from Zhuming, Zhuming's clarity is extremely cold, causing thousands of soldiers to scream together, but this sword light is unstoppable, grand and brilliant, like a goshawk directly hitting the sky, its arrogance soars to the clouds, and the sword energy shatters the clouds.

That is "Quan Qi"!

Several figures scattered above the clouds, quite in a state of embarrassment.In the west, it seemed that someone laughed.

Practitioners from all directions tremblingly felt the sharp contraction of spiritual power in the air, and they all held their hearts and did not dare to be distracted.

Guardian Nanmeng has sacrificed Di Jiling, and sent it to the west inner city with spiritual power: "Senior brother!"

In the rosy light of the West Inner City, the faint figure of "Quan Qi" floated out. I don't know if it was already faint, or it was not clear because of the light.He casually stretched out his hand to hold Di Jiling, his body glowed with light.

The next moment, a sudden change happened——

The glow suddenly went out as if a basin of water had been poured on it, and the whole sky was like a lampstand covered by a gray cloth, which was dimly lit and opaque.

Zhuming's sword light lit up leisurely, and countless disciples of Qingquan followed him to guard the primordial spirit, and the sword intent supported the barrier.The formation of the Gu family was in full swing, covering the children of the Gu family and the people of Fengmeng City.

All kinds of magic tools appeared, and the dark Fengmeng City shone brightly again.

To the west, the Jinling royal clan and the twelve sons formed a formation with solemn faces. One of them who retreated from above the clouds leaned on the ground with a stick to protect this side - he was indeed one of the three patron saints of the Jinling royal family, Tongmu.

Tong Mu was like an old tree, standing there motionless like a mountain, staring sharply at "Quan Qi" in the sunlight.

"Namo Amitabha Buddha." The master of Hanshan Temple broke the precepts, opened his mouth and recited a Buddha, and flew to the west inner city.The people behind speculated that he was going to see Quan Qi's situation.

Nanmeng was faster than Master Hanshansi, but a sword blocked him - it was Zhuming's sword.

Seeing Qingquan's disciple Wuyu, Zhuming looked at Nanmeng with a pair of clear eyes: "What did you do?"

In the eyes of everyone, Quan Qi was breaking through the threshold, but after Nan Meng sent something, the breakthrough stopped abruptly.Today, no one knows Quan Qi's current situation.No matter how you look at it, it has something to do with Nanmeng.

Nanmeng defended: "That is a treasure that is beneficial to guarding the mind! I can't possibly harm senior brother!"

The whole world barely stopped at the gate of Xiwai City, and the gods above were fighting. They didn't even notice that there were "mortals" who dared to come out of Fengmeng City, which was full of yellow sand.His face was covered with sand and dust, his hair was scattered, and his fingers were bloody from the wind.

I also ate a steamed bun.If it was in the past, the mere wind and dust would not make him lose his composure at all.He stretched out his hand, circulated his whole body's spiritual power, and pushed open the gate of Xiwai City with all his strength.

In the dim light of the West Inner City, a bright figure suddenly appeared, exactly the figure of "Quan Qi". They are all missing.

Zhuming didn't have time to distinguish the truth from Nanmeng's words, Yujian stepped on the wind and hurried away, several sword lights galloped together, trying to catch the bright figure.

At this time, the runes on the wide-open west outer city gate were intertwined and intertwined, and an obscure spiritual power burst out. Countless fragments of light dissipated.

A ray of broken light fell into the eyebrows of the silver-white long-haired boy who pushed open the door.

This is a trace of the whole world's mind, which returned to the center of his brow after being simulated by the system to die just now.

The dark clouds gathered in the sky slowly dispersed, revealing a bright light blue again.

The whole world was about to leave while the city was in chaos, when a spell was thrown in front of him, and a barrier suddenly appeared, blocking his way.

"You little boy, how dare you be presumptuous!" A Gu family boy in Tsing Yi landed, his eyes glanced at his snow-white hair, and in a blink of an eye he had already sacrificed his magic weapon: "Monster? How dare the seven masters come here?"

The Seven Respects are the seven supreme beings composed of Cangqingshan Quanqi Protector, Cangqingshan Young Master, the first patron saint of the royal family, Qingquanshan chief disciple Zhuming, Hanshan Temple master, Qingquanshan Taishang elder, and Gu family patriarch.

This time Fengmengcheng participated in the three masters of Hanshan Temple, "Quanqi" and Zhuming. Apart from them, there is also no lack of well-informed experts.

Even though Qingquan Zhuming and the master of Hanshan Temple still stood on the high ground without saying a word, someone was already surprised: "Is there a text on this door?"

"As far as you know," the person next to him whispered disapprovingly, "Zhu Ming and the others haven't spoken yet."

The whole world looked up and saw Zhuming staring at him coldly.He opened his mouth and said: "It is indeed a text to eliminate filth."

"Where's Quan Qi?" Zhu Ming ignored it, speaking concisely.

Before the whole world could speak, a torrential rain fell from the sky, and the gray smoke all over Fengmeng City rushed up against the rain curtain.

Sensing the foul smell in the gray smoke, Zhu Ming subconsciously drew his sword to cut it off, but when the sword was about to fall, he suddenly stopped it abruptly.

The whole world was soaked in the heavy rain, with black clothes and silver hair, tall and handsome face: "I don't know." He looked at the Gu family child again: "I'm not a demon."

He recalled the previous life in which he experienced this moment last time, and he knew that his ascension this time would not be successful—after all, he was not from this world.At the critical moment of the breakthrough, all kinds of causes and effects were imposed on him, and all kinds of karma entangled the soul, and he fell from a height in embarrassment.Dazed.

Just in time.

The gray smoke all over the city rose into the sky amid Zhuming's silence, and was burnt out in the daylight behind the heavy rain and clouds.

Zhuming's fingers gripping the hilt of the sword were almost white.There was a lot of voices below, and seeing that they didn't respond, people couldn't help discussing it.Those words drifted into Zhuming's ears along the wind and rain, making his face icy cold.

Dirty is all the dark side of the world.People are born with love, hate, and filth, which are the fusion of those resentful thoughts that have not dissipated between heaven and earth.

"Before becoming the protector of Cangqing Mountain, Quan Qizun had blood on his hands. I didn't expect that something would go wrong when he broke through and ascended, and he died immediately!"

"Fengmeng City does have a decontamination article, which seems to be left by the founding ancestors of the Chu Kingdom. I never thought it would be at the gate of Xiwai City."

"If the city gate is not open, it probably won't be..."

It has been a long time since Zhuming lost his composure.

In the soot that floated up and dissipated, he sensed Quan Qi's aura.

Soul flies away.

He never thought that Quan Qi would die here, at this time.

The master of Hanshan Temple lowered his body and recited a Buddha's name in a low voice on the small building on the west side.After a while, he sighed again.

"If you kill someone, you can't ascend?" The man in red robe and green clothes couldn't hold back his temperament, and the others were silent, so he said it directly, "What kind of bullshit is this?"

All the Tsing Yi children of the Gu family looked at their young master, feeling a little helpless.At this moment, everyone was silent, precisely because on the way of cultivation, no matter whether it was intentional or forced, no matter whether it was killing innocent people or eliminating harm for the people, almost most of them had blood on their hands.

Quan Qi's death dealt a heavy blow to their already slim hope of ascension.

Seeing that the eyes of the people were not kind, it was because he opened the Xiwai City Gate that caused the death of "Quan Qi". The whole world said: "Other people will not be affected. As it should be.”

A clarinet came down to his neck, blood was instantly visible, his cheap junior brother Nan Meng slowly landed, and said coldly: "I will bring this person back to the sect, and hand it over to the sect master."

"You have no right," said the whole world.

"I am Cangqing Nanmeng Dharma Protector." Nanmeng's eyes were red, but his expression was cold. "Even if you are not a demon, you are still just a mortal. It is a crime that cannot be punished for disturbing the seven gods' breakthrough and ascension."

The silver-haired boy in black raised his hand and pressed his finger on the sapphire clarinet on his neck. With a smile on his face, he was handsome and calm amidst the wind and rain in the city: "I am already in Haoran Realm, and I will break through in a few days. According to the law, you have no right to forgive me. "

"And as I said, Quan Qi should be like this, and other people will not be affected by this."

Not far away, the master of Hanshan Temple sighed, and finally said: "This little benefactor, you are right."

"Master." Zhu Ming said indifferently, obviously he didn't want to hear the words of distinguishing the young man, and he didn't want Quan Qi to still be criticized after his death.

"You two," the master of Hanshan Temple looked at Nanmeng, then at Zhuming, and said calmly, "Why bother to vent your anger on this little benefactor. I approached Quan Qi once three years ago, and he had a premonition at that time He has practiced for only seventeen years, killed tens of thousands of people, and destroyed more than a dozen doors... All kinds of karmic obstacles are nothing but karma and reward."

"Senior brother, he..." Nan Mengmeng said something, but kept his mouth shut because of concerns.

"That's right, although His Excellency Quan Qi is unrivaled in swordsmanship, his hands are full of blood. He is an out-and-out villain. It is only because of his strong martial arts that people admire him."

"Although it's a pity, but being entangled in filth and dying today is also revenge for those who died in vain."

"Those who have not committed heinous crimes, why worry about it! At least the master of Hanshan Temple will not end up like this."

Seeing that everyone was talking about it, Nan Meng shouted coldly: "If you talk nonsense again, my demon sect will not care whether you are mortal or not, and you will all be hanged!"

The voices of the onlookers gradually died down.

The whole world turned around, and the Gu family boy had already put away the spell and was immersed in shock. He took advantage of this moment to prepare to leave.

"You," Zhu Ming said suddenly, "pass through this door."

The whole world stopped, with its back turned to Zhuming.

At this time, the gate of Xiwai City was opened by "Quan Qi" to remove the filth, and it was slowly glowing, and the error correction of the runes seemed to be full of color after drinking.

The Gu family member came back to his senses and said, "That's right, since you are not a monster and you said that other people will not be affected, then you should pass through the gate of eliminating filth to prove your innocence."