In Chang Ning City, the sun rose from the east, shining through the mist and bringing light to the city.
At this time, there were masters of the Exterior leading masters of the Apertures Enlightenment on the city wall. The Restrictive Spell was half activated, and the city gate was wide open, welcoming the horse-drawn caravans from all directions. The caravans were full of farmers and rice. Although the atmosphere was depressing, there was no sign of the demon tide.
"Eh, how come? Shouldn't the demon tide happen at the same time? "Qin Shuanghua looked at the city from afar and said in a confused tone.
Seeing that Mengqi and others were confused, Qin Shuanglian hurriedly explained, "Every time the demon tide happens, the demon army will come out from all the cracks at the same time without exception. But now there is no sign of the demon tide in Chang Ning City. They just got the news that the demon tide has happened elsewhere, so they called back the farmers and the protection team."
"There must be a demon behind this abnormal situation." Mengqi frowned and said, "But it's good that we don't have to deal with the demon tide first. We can directly go to the crack and seal it. But we must be careful, I'm afraid there is something strange."
Mengqi and Jiang Zhiwei decided to save Chang Ning City first because they were afraid that the demon tide would cause a lot of casualties. But it was peaceful and orderly here, it did not look like a catastrophe was coming.
The Qin sisters stopped talking and followed Mengqi and others to the crack in this area. But they were still doubtful and looked back at Chang Ning City again and again.
…
In Chang Ning City, Qi Zhengyan was wearing a green robe. He had ordinary facial features and temperament. Except that he looked quiet, he was no different from ordinary people.
The Hei Jia Demon had changed his appearance. He was tall and muscular, which almost broke his clothes. He now had a square face and broom-like eyebrows. He looked dignified even without being angry. If a caravan met him in the wild, they would definitely bow down and ask the Mountain King to show mercy.
"Your Majesty, why don't you just set up a Martial Club and teach everyone without discrimination? Now that the demon tide is coming, I believe no one will care about it! " As long as the Hei Jia Demon spoke, his obsequious temperament would wash away his dignity.
But he did not use Voice-sending, nor did he block the nearby area. Only Qi Zhengyan could hear him, which was enough to prove his current strength and experience.
Qi Zheng stood on the street and looked around. He said emotionlessly, "What I said earlier is the conclusion of my observation, but it's hard to say whether it's completely in line with this world. We can't be superficial in our actions. We have to go deeper and do it in a down-to-earth manner. If we don't get in touch with the middle and lower class people here and figure out their problems and predicaments, it's easy to go astray or be false and empty. Only after serious, in-depth contact and investigation can we find the right remedy to the problem and change our actions accordingly. We have a clear idea of whether we should be slow or fast."
Tao said, "The way is the way. Tao is. The way is. Tao is the Tao. Tao is the way. Tao is the Dao. The Dao.
The Hei Jia Demon took out a small notebook and wrote something with his finger. He said, "Your Majesty is right. Those stubborn and inflexible people are sometimes more harmful than us demons!"
At this time, Qi Zhengyan saw an old man selling vegetables by the roadside looking straight at a dignified man in a brocade robe. The old man's eyes were complicated and full of inferiority, so he walked over and squatted in front of the old man. He pretended to pick vegetables and asked casually, "Sir, do you know the master who just passed by?"
His words were friendly and had a strong influence. The old man let go of his guard and smacked his dry lips: "Thirty years ago, the Chang Ning Sect was recruiting disciples. He and I participated at the same time and met each other a few times. At that time, hehe, his mind was unstable and he was not willing to work hard. He was not as hardworking as I am. Of course he was not my opponent."
Now, one of them was dressed in fresh clothes and looked like he was in his early thirties. The other one was struggling to survive on the side of the street. His appearance was old, as if he was in his seventies.
"He joined the Chang Ning Sect. You didn't?" Qi Zhengyan asked directly.
The old man's eyes became gloomy. He looked at the vegetables and said, "The Chang Ning Sect only recruited one hundred disciples. Forty of them were given to people who were related to the sect. The remaining sixty were chosen to be talented. He was one of them. In the end, there were only twenty-seven spots left for people like us. I … I was ranked twenty-eight."
"After that, I continued to practice the scripts I bought in the bookstore. I participated in many selections. But as I grew older, I was getting further and further away from the Chang Ning Sect. I had to find another way to make a living. Sigh … I am old and weak now. There are fewer and fewer things I can do …"
"Do you hate the Chang Ning Sect? Do you hate those who got into the sect just because they were related to it? Do you hate those who were talented but not as hardworking as you? Do you hate that there were only 27 places? "Qi Zhengyan's tone was calm and his eyes were gentle.
The old man was startled and said blankly, "Hate? Why should I hate? His parents were in the Chang Ning Sect. It was the result of the hard work of his ancestors. Why should I hate him? As a sect, it is necessary to recruit talented disciples so that they can go further and grow faster. It is the favor of God. They are born with it. Why should I hate him? The Chang Ning Sect only accepted one hundred disciples. I know it clearly. Although it was a pity and painful, I can't ask God to change the spots to one hundred and one. "
"The 27 people in front of me were all very hardworking and not any worse than me. What's there to hate about them being able to enter the Chang Ning Sect?"
"But you've been working hard, diligent, focused, and attentive. How did you end up like this?" Qi Zhengyan asked again.
The old man was stunned. He suddenly pressed his head with his hand, "It was me! I was not hardworking enough. I was not better than the twenty-seven people! I was not talented enough. I only enlightened my Apertures when I was almost fifty years old. It was me! "
"No, you can be ranked 28th among so many people, and you can practice ordinary martial arts until you enlighten the Apertures. This shows that you are diligent and diligent. You are not wrong." Qi Zhengyan shook his head.
"They are not wrong. I am not wrong either. But why did I end up like this?" The old man held his head in pain. "No one is wrong. Whose fault is it?"
Qi Zhengyan stood up slowly and looked at him with pity.
…
In a yard in Chang Ning City, the Master of Purple Myrtle Star looked at Xi, the Queen Mother of the West and the Star of Northern Dipper. He said, "The descendant of the Devil Lord wants to use the demon crowd to start a revolution. He will make a move soon. Let's split up and look for clues. But remember, don't act blindly. He must have powerful people around him."
The three members of the Myths answered in silence. Soon they split up.
…
The river was dark. This was the crack of the Nine Serenities of Chang Ning City.
At this moment, the river water was swirling madly, and the riverbed was directly exposed at the core. There should have been a gap like a giant centipede, but now there was a towering mountain peak. It was pitch-black, like a steeple, and its surroundings were smooth, as if it could not be climbed.
Seeing the mountain, the Qin sisters were surprised. When did the crack of Chang Ning City change like this?
However, Meng Qi narrowed his eyes. This mountain peak was so familiar. It felt so similar!
He had seen the mountain in the Secret Realm of the Devil King. The mountain had the mark of several Claws Of The Devil's descendants. The mountain had disappeared mysteriously in the main world.
How did it come to this world?
Jiang Zhiwei had heard about it from her master. She could recognize it. She turned around and looked at Mengqi. She saw the doubt and worry in his eyes.
Suddenly, the sun in the sky shone with a dazzling light. It was so bright that the Qin sisters, Ruan Yushu, and Zhao Heng could not open their eyes.
Mengqi held the hilt of his sword with his right hand. He turned around slowly and looked into the distance. "Come out."
He did not make a move. Instead, he announced his arrival. There must be a reason.
The white light parted and a figure stepped out. It was Xi who wore the mask of the God of Sun!
Jiang Zhiwei put her right hand on the hilt of her sword. She and Mengqi formed a triangle. They looked at Xi who stopped not far away.
"Are you here for revenge?" Mengqi asked calmly.
Meng Qi had ruined his perfect reincarnation plan!
Xi wore a mask and said in a dull voice, "Revenge is no match for profit. Revenge is useless now that the hatred has passed. But there is hope for profit in the future."
"Get to the point." Mengqi's body seemed to be relaxed.
Xi was almost the reincarnation of a mighty person. His knowledge and experience were far beyond Meng Qi's. His Martial Arts were also extraordinary.
Xi's tone did not change. "You used the Seal of Yin Yang last time. I'm afraid it was the Seal of Void that imprisoned the Roushan Demon. It was either the Heavenly Primogenitor of The Fairy World or the one who inherited the Heavenly Primogenitor's inheritance. I just want to ask, where is the Wu 'Ji Seal? Is it in your hands or somewhere else? In return, I can answer your question. "
"I barely activated the Divine Needle of Sun and isolated this place. The Dominator of Samsara, who is currently weak, will not know about it."
The Dominator of Samsara? Weak? Mengqi and Jiang Zhiwei narrowed their eyes.
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