Super Elation Under the Sun

The sky curtain was broken, and it has not been reintegrated. Everyone knows that there is a problem here. Back then, Chao Qingqiu opened the sky curtain in Luoyang. The sky curtain was opened at that time, but after Chao Qingqiu returned to the world, Yes, it will be restored.

It wouldn't be like now, when Emperor Wu slashed open the sky, there was a gap in the sky, and it didn't recover as before.

The gap is just hanging on the sky.

Many big monsters looked at the opening, each with their own thoughts.

Some big monsters have hot eyes, looking at that opening, their thoughts are very clear.

For six thousand years, no human monk can leave the world and achieve the longevity. It is because there is a problem in this world, even if it is in the realm of ascension, he cannot leave the world.

Of course, few people can really reach that state.

But no matter what, after arriving at the sea, most monks looked at the longevity in front of them.

You cannot live forever in the world, you must leave the world.

There was no chance before, but there was a hole in the curtain today.

So many big monsters will have some thoughts.

But when they were about to make something, they remembered that under this opening, the Emperor Wu was standing.

He was dressed in a black imperial robe, holding the wild bird, and looking at the opening, no one knew what he was thinking.

But everyone felt something special.

The huge dragon head was still not far away, looking extremely ferocious, as if telling them a story that happened before.

It's just that he doesn't need to tell those stories, because everyone has seen them with their own eyes.

"See Your Majesty!"

The ancestor Bi Fang reacted most quickly and was the first person to kneel down again.

Looking at Emperor Wu's back, he never thought about it anymore, just knelt down.

He looked at Emperor Wu's back piously. This piousness was definitely more true than before to the demon ancestor.

"See Your Majesty!"

"See Your Majesty!"

Many demon cultivators knelt down, among them were the cultivators who originally supported the Emperor Wu, and some who were followers of the demon ancestor before, but were almost eaten by the demon ancestor.

After all the black demons knelt down, the big demons all knelt down.

Demon Lord Xishan, Demon Lord Pingnan, Demon Li, Patriarch Bi Fang, and several great demons who came out afterwards all knelt down.

Win Yu Yaojun has not knelt down yet.

He stood upright.

There are still many cultivators who did not kneel down. Even if something happened before, they still had great confidence in the demon ancestor. Even if Emperor Wu won, they would not kneel down.

Emperor Wu slowly turned around, and the wild bird turned into a black bird and fell on Emperor Wu's shoulder.

Emperor Wu looked at these demon repairs.

His face was the same as before, and there was no change. In his eyes, there were countless stars.

This is a trace of time and a strong proof.

Win Yu Yaojun looked at Emperor Wudi for only a moment, and he felt his eyes were very painful. After a while, blood was shed unexpectedly.

He was so shocked that he had to kneel down slowly.

After he knelt down, Emperor Wu glanced at the demon cultivators who had not yet knelt down. When he looked at where, the demon cultivators knelt down.

After looking around for a week, no demon repairer did not kneel.

Between heaven and earth, there were countless demon cultivators who knelt down.

He was the only emperor of the demon land who bowed down.

Looking at these people, Emperor Wu didn't speak, but the flying snow above his head finally fell.

There is another wind and snow between heaven and earth.

No one knew when Emperor Wu would say the word flat body, just as they didn't know what it meant when a gap appeared above the sky.

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Which is the highest mountain in the world?

Maybe it should be one of the snow mountains in the far north of the monster clan.

But Terran does not think so.

From ancient times to the present, the human race has spread word of mouth that the highest mountain is called Bu Zhou.

Buzhou Mountain is located in Dayu territory, the southernmost in Dayu territory. After Buzhou Mountain, there is a sea called the South China Sea.

Passing through the South China Sea, there is a swamp. At the end of the swamp, there will be a cliff. Above the cliff, there will be a thick cloud.

Buzhou Mountain is on the South Sea, and this is one of the places where wild repairs gather most.

Ye Feixian, the master of Feixian Island back then, practiced in the South China Sea.

There are also many monks on Buzhou Mountain.

They devote themselves to practicing and do not ask about world affairs.

A few days ago, several people came on this mountain.

Then the monks on Bu Zhou Mountain all left.

Because when the first monk came, everyone saw a golden light, and that golden light was born from the clouds.

This means that the monk who came at the beginning was not an ordinary monk, but a cloud saint. Since he is a cloud saint, then who would dare to find out what he wants to do?

So when the first saint came here, other monks from Bu Zhoushan went to the South China Sea.

After two more cloud saints came one after another, there was no more monk in the South China Sea.

All the monks left.

In the entire South China Sea, no monk could be found.

So in the days that followed, on Buzhou Mountain, apart from hearing the sound of waves and seagulls, there was only the sound of an old scholar reading a book.

The old scholar was sitting on the edge of the cliff, looking at the South China Sea, with a yellowed book on his lap.

Beside him, there is a tall young man with a bookcase beside him, and he is also sitting.

"Xu, how did you fight in the previous fight, have you figured out any ways?"

The old scholar smiled and looked at the young man who followed him through many places.

"I'm not as good as him. In other words, even if Ye Shengge wants to fight with him one day, he is not his opponent. When he went upstairs, he was so bold that he borrowed my fist. It seems that I can only lose faster."

Xiao Xu is tall and calm, and has improved a bit compared to before, but he has not yet become a monk of the sea.

The old Confucian smiled and said: "You guy, it’s probably impossible to catch up with him. He headed towards Qingqiu this way. Give him some time. Even us old guys should be like I looked at him like Chao Qingqiu."

Xiao Xu's face was a little confused, and then he asked: "Sir, in that case, why are you doing nothing?"

The old scholar said in surprise: "We were in Qiufeng Town before, what did we do?"

Before in Qiufeng Town, I didn't know how many cultivators from the sea gathered together, but in the end they couldn't do anything.

Xiao Xu thought for a while, nodded, and then said freely and easily: "Forget it, nothing serious."

He wanted to fight for the youngest person but failed. This doesn't mean that his heart is gone, but he just doesn't do those unnecessary things.

The old Confucian smiled and said, "Xiao Xu, are you thinking, how come there will be opportunities in the future?"

Xiao Xu didn't say a word, but just looked at Nanhai.

The old Confucian did not entangle, patted him on the shoulder, and then said: "The world today is not 6,000 years ago, nor is it decades ago. It is a foregone conclusion that the swordsman's line of glory will be restored to that year. People, even if they can leave the world without leaving, who can fight with him, we can’t fight, we just ask ourselves."

Xiao Xu was silent, not because he didn't know what to say, but because he knew that there was no point in saying anything.

Since the old Confucian student has decided to open the sky and leave the world, what can he do as a disciple?

Of course it is the last trip to see Mr.

The old Confucian stared at the South China Sea, perhaps he was about to leave the world, so he felt like he wanted to look at the world more.

"Sir, I have studied for more than a thousand years, and I have seen too many things. I thought I had traveled all over the world, and then I won't think about the world again. Before I leave, I am still a bit sentimental."

The old Confucian student looked at the bookbox beside him, and exhorted: "The swordsman line will not do anything to the three religions. Even if Confucianism declines in the future, it will not be the point where the Taoism will be extinct, let alone Su Yezhi Yes, there should be nothing wrong with the problem, but you can do whatever you can."

Xiao Xu silently nodded.

The old scholar felt that he had nothing more to say, so he stood up, and then a few people walked over to the top of the mountain.

Master Zhou was at the front, with Zhang Sheng and Mr. Mu Yun beside him.

On the other side, is a Taoist saint, Chen Sheng.

Together with the old scholar himself, they are five saints.

Gathered in Zhoushan.

Their purpose is already very clear, that is, to leave the world today and achieve longevity.

Only Confucianism except Wang Fugui, all the saints have come.

The old scholar looked at the saints present and said solemnly: "Open the sky, and you can leave today and achieve longevity."

Before today, he had said a lot of things to these saints, and he had finished talking about this world or about longevity.

"Now is the best opportunity."

After saying this, he looked up at the sky.

By now, there is no need to say much, just work together to open the sky.

Xiao Xu walked over to pick up the bookcase and was about to go down the mountain.

Golden light flashed from the old Confucian student body, and then slowly gathered in his palm, as did the sages, who were already preparing.

After that, they all took action and opened the canopy, which was what was planned.

But at this moment, a scholar walked to the top of the mountain.

With a book pinned to his waist, he stopped at the top of the mountain and saluted Mr. Mu Yun here, "I have seen Mr."

Mr. Mu Yun's expression changed slightly.

The old Confucian student looked as usual.

Regarding Su Ye, the head teacher of the academy, he can be regarded as a little admired, but nothing more.

After straightening up, Su Ye looked at the saints present, mainly looking at the old scholars, and said seriously: "The junior wants to ask a question."

Straight to the point.

Besides, they are on the mountain right now.

The old Confucian student said plainly: "Let's ask."

Su Ye stood still, and asked each word: "Senior Su Ye, where do you seniors put Confucianism and Taoism, and where do you put the word saint?"