It is already late summer in Shangluo, Zhongzhou.

This year, there was little drought and rain in the Shangluo area. In late summer, the ground was still steaming and very stuffy. In this weather, many people gathered in herbal tea stalls or teahouses on the roadside. While drinking herbal tea, they talked about what happened in Shangluo recently and talked about homework.

Suddenly, a sudden sound of wind passed through the wide horse carriage lanes in the capital without warning. The gust of wind came without warning, and the wind was very strong. Many fruit stalls and tea shops on the roadside were blown down and overturned. Many clothes hanging in the houses and the drying plates were also rolled through the alleys.

Many tea lovers who were almost hit by the pergola jumped up in panic. Many cursing sounds came from the streets and alleys.

But these people couldn't help but look up at the sky. The originally blue sky above their heads was suddenly covered by layers of dark clouds. A huge black cover seemed to be added above Shangluo, and the clouds kept rolling and stirring, as if countless dragons were moving forward, looking very terrifying.

But although the whole sky darkened, no raindrops floated down.

All those who looked up at the sky only saw above the dark clouds. In the endless sky, there seemed to be a few brilliant rays of light, sweeping towards the southeast at an extremely fast speed.

"What the hell is wrong?"

"Is that an immortal?"

"What the hell is going to happen?!"

"Why are you here again?"

Various expressions appeared on the faces of these people. Those who did not even know that there were cultivators in the world could fly in the sky with sword lights, and those who were able to fly in the sky with sword lights began to fall into an unknown fear and confusion. They vaguely felt that something earth-shaking thing was about to happen, but they didn't know what would happen. Because in the past two days, they had seen such lights pass by the sky of Shangluo several times. It was just that those who had not brought such strong winds at all.

...

Leshan.

A middle-aged man wearing an ordinary mountain man's short jacket was slowly knocking on the rocks in front of him with an iron cone.

His figure is not tall, but it is very symmetrical. As the iron cone in his hand waving, the muscles on his body are jumping flexibly, and fine beads of sweat flow down his bronze and shiny skin. His whole body gives people a very powerful feeling.

He knocked it very seriously. Every time the dark iron cone fell, it would break, knocking down a stone, big or small. If you pay attention carefully, you will find that the time the iron cone fell was exactly the same. It was very rhythmic, and it would not change even a slightest bit.

From his vicinity, he could not see what he was chiseling. He seemed to be just knocking out a big hole or making a big crack on the rocks meaninglessly.

However, from a distance, you will find that what he is carving is a big Buddha!

A giant Buddha with a towering atmosphere

Most of the big Buddha's feet from the top of his head have been completed, and what he is digging now is the Buddha's feet.

Compared with this great Buddha, the man standing on the Buddha's feet and chiseling the rocks was like a small ant. I don't know how much time it took him to complete a Buddha's foot, but he was extremely patient and extremely serious in carving it.

Suddenly, an old white ape raised from the cliff on one side, squeaked at him, and made many gestures to him.

"Luobei is in Cihang Jingzhai?"

The man who was digging the giant Buddha at a fixed rhythm stopped and straightened his waist. Then he inserted the iron cone into his waist, nodded at the old white ape, and took the first step without looking back. Soon, his figure disappeared into the mountains and forests. The giant Buddha with the remaining feet not yet fully completed.

...

A girl in clothes shining with a faint glow like clouds sat cross-legged in the cave.

The girl's face looks very pretty, but she exudes that natural heroic spirit.

"Smack it!"

A finger of purple lightning was constantly jumping around her, and the entire cave was filled with strong thunder aura.

This is to cultivate the true essence of Taoist sect to the realm of the creation of electricity in the void.

Outside this cave, a huge magma stream like a waterfall hangs from the sky, forming a magma pool below, emitting countless black evil auras, while splashing out magma as the size of a bowl.

This place is the underground palace where the Bigenshan people are located under the fire vein in the center of the earth. The girl whose purple light is constantly blooming around her is Caishu.

"Picking beans!"

With an urgent thunder-like shout at the entrance of the cave, Caishu in the cave suddenly opened his eyes. While the purple flowers in his eyes flashed, the purple lightning in the entire cave also disappeared. "Chi Yaoli, what's the matter?"

A tall figure swept in from the entrance of the cave quickly and swept into a hot airflow. It was Chi Yaoli of the Chi-Shou clan.

The dragon breath and magic power fluctuations emitted by Chi Yaoli now are much more violent than before. Obviously, his cultivation has already entered the country much more than before. But at this moment, his face was full of eagerness. As soon as he saw Caishu standing up, Chi Yaoli immediately said, "The Demon King is in Cihang Jingzhai."

"Cihang Jingzhai." Caishu took a deep breath and nodded slowly.

"What are we going to do?" Chi Yaoli asked as he looked at Caishu.

"You guys prepare." Caishu didn't seem to think about it at all, and said to Chi Yaoli, "We'll go to Cihang Jingzhai right away."

"Okay." Chi Yaoli nodded, turned around and swept out from the entrance of the cave.

"How did you get to Cihang Jingzhai?"

Caishu, who stood up and walked slowly to the cave, said softly to himself, as if he was asking Luobei.

In fact, like others, Caishu does have countless questions, such as how could Luobei be the descendant of Luofu? As a friend, Luobei seems to have concealed too much.

But Caishu was not dissatisfied with Luo Bei at all, because Caishu believed that Luo Bei would not tell her that there must be his reason.

"So the place you mentioned is Luofu?"

When he walked out of the cave, Caishu just thought that when he was in Shushan, Luo Bei told her that if he had the chance, one day he would take her to a place to see. When Luo Bei said that, what shone in his eyes was a kind of warm light that would shine when he talked about his hometown.

...

"So he is in Cihang Jingzhai."

At this moment, in the void thousands of miles away from Cihang Jingzhai, the woman in white who had seen Luo Bei's face but was habitually covered with a layer of green gauze. Looking at the blue eagle falcon that had turned into a blue light in the distance, she thought with a little surprise, "Who spread the news?"

The surprise in the girl in white at this moment was not because the person who spread the news had the same insight as Donghou Qingfu.

People like her who have high cultivation levels are often more aware of the existence of many powerful people in the world than those cultivators with low cultivation levels. There are also many people in this world who have higher cultivation and knowledge than Donghou Qingfu, and it is nothing special when they think of that. What really surprised her was the speed of the spread of this news. From the message sent by Zhaoyao Shandong Hou Qingfu to her, it was learned that in just a few hours that most of the cultivators in the world had already known about Luo Bei's news at Cihang Jingzhai.

The speed of this kind of news spread has nothing to do with cultivation. Because no matter how simple it is, someone needs to do it. Those who can spread the news so quickly must have a powerful force behind them.

The girl in white couldn't think of who spread the news, but she could feel that this person and the forces he represented were at least not on the side of Qilianlian City.

Looking at the direction of Dadong Mountain where Cihang Jingzhai was, there was still a calm sky within the sight. But the figures were all amazing and beautiful girls in white. They were also very clear in their hearts that the arrangement of Qilianlian City had already been activated like a tide of mountains and seas.

At this time, she also felt very clearly that the battle between Luobei and Qilianliancheng would be the real turning point in the transformation of the world's fortunes and the fate of many people.

...

Cihang Jingzhai.

In the small bamboo building, Luo Bei slowly opened his eyes. He shook his head with some helplessness to Mingruo, who was lying lazily on the bamboo chair, quietly watching the flowing clouds floating above Cihang Jingzhai, "It's still a little worse."

"It's much better than I thought." Ming Ruo smiled slightly, "It's just a little worse. The ancestor who created this Jingmin Tongming Art by Cihang Jingzhai would probably never have thought that someone would have to cultivate to the realm of Jianxin so soon."

Luo Bei pondered for a moment, and suddenly said to Mingruo, "I want to go and see the blood relic of Cihang Jingzhai."

"oh?"

Mingruo glanced at Luo Bei and was not surprised at Luo Bei's sudden offer to see the blood relic. Instead, she just nodded and said, "Anyway, that blood relic is going to be taken out. Since that's the case, I'll go there with you."

Almost at the same time, not long after Mingruo and Luo Bei walked out of the small bamboo building. Yun Yuan, Shi Jian, Yan Hong... Cihang Jingzhai's people, and even Xiao Cha, appeared in front of Mingruo and Luo Bei with a little silence. They now know very well that Cihang Jingzhai will become the center of a huge vortex. But no matter what decision Mingru makes, they will be by Mingruo and will not leave.
Chapter completed!