Chapter 155: The Fairy Island Is Opened and Heroes Gather!
Soon, the news of the birth of the Fairy Island in the Desolate State spread across the various states in the Eastern Region like wings, and countless cultivators flocked to it and rushed to the destination without stopping.
Although various opportunities have emerged recently, this kind of grand fairyland is the first time I have seen it, which shows how important this inheritance is.
Especially after passing the level, you can become the owner of the Fairy Island, sitting on the huge resources stored in ancient times. It would be a lie to say that you are not jealous.
In the past few days, more and more foreign cultivators have spent huge sums of money to travel through many places to the Desolate State through the teleportation array. When they feel the rich spiritual energy of the world in the Desolate State, their hearts are shocked.
"Fuck! Who said that the Desolate State is backward? Stand up for me, I must beat him to death!"
"It's completely different from the last time I came. It's simply a difference between heaven and earth!"
"Now the cultivation environment in the Desolate State feels like it has surpassed Qingzhou!"
This group of foreign cultivators was very surprised by the changes in the Desolate State, and they felt confused in their hearts.
In the past, when people thought of a remote place like Huangzhou, they would label it as backward and barren, but now, this concept has become a thing of the past.
When the people of Huangzhou who passed by heard this, they all proudly puffed up their chests, and the corners of their mouths couldn't help but rise wildly, feeling very proud.
They finally became the envied party!
"Everyone, please pay attention, don't cause trouble in Huangzhou, that man is staying in Huangzhou." A middle-aged man dressed as a scholar said solemnly.
Hearing this.
The crowd was silent.
"Thank you for the reminder, fellow Taoist!" After a few seconds, a muscular man immediately clasped his fists and said seriously.
"Yes, yes, yes, we must learn from this and don't commit suicide!" More and more echoes came from the crowd, and everyone nodded like crazy like ghosts and beasts to express their agreement.
That man refers to Ye Junlin!
Now everyone knows that he is protecting the Desolate State. Before, the Yuhua Sect had been defeated here when they wanted to make trouble. In addition, the various amazing achievements in the past period have already made him famous.
Who else is so bold as to make trouble here? If he hears about it, he will be beaten to death!
Under this mutual warning, the outside cultivators who came here excitedly during this period are as well-behaved as cats in the Desolate State, treating people in a good manner, not daring to act wildly, and waiting for the opening of the Fairy Island.
The atmosphere has become friendly and harmonious inexplicably...
In the endless sky, the floating island shrouded by a huge fairy light makes the night as bright as day.
Days pass by, and the opening time is getting closer.
No matter what the identity of the cultivator is, when he looks up at the Fairy Island with sacred light, he will have a strong yearning and yearning in his heart.
"I didn't expect that Huangzhou has developed to this point."
On a steep cliff, two figures, one old and one young, stood. The one who spoke was the young man in a black robe and hood, with a handsome face and a bit of evil, and his eyes had an indescribable meaning.
Chen Xiao's heart was very complicated. He was a native of Huangzhou. He used to think that this identity was a shame and wanted to get rid of it because it was too backward.
Unexpectedly, when he returned to his hometown this time, he found that Huangzhou had undergone tremendous changes. Cultivation here was not inferior to Qingzhou at all. Even the sudden appearance of the Fairy Island directly took away all the limelight from Qingzhou. It can be said that it was unparalleled.
All the way, seeing the proud look of the people of Huangzhou, Chen Xiao didn't know why he couldn't be happy, because this was obviously his hometown.
"Son, it seems that the Fifth Ancestor has worked hard on you. You have made great progress in cultivation during this period." Behind him, the protector Liu Lao sighed, with a gleam in his turbid eyes.
Chen Xiao shook his head, "As long as I haven't become an immortal, I won't be at ease. The emergence of the Fairy Island is a rare opportunity."
As for the origin of the Fairy Island, Tianhong Patriarch and others were very shocked, thinking that this might be the top Great Immortal inheritance!
They even thought of going there themselves, but they gave up helplessly in a blink of an eye. The reason was that they were simply not qualified.
According to the Five Ancestors, the conditions for this level of inheritance would be very strict. People like them were old and their potential was almost exhausted. Even if they wanted to go, they would be blocked by the rule power of the Fairy Island.
The most suitable candidate for Yuhuamen was Chen Xiao.
So, they deliberately let Chen Xiao leave the small world in advance and go to the Wasteland State to seize the supreme fairy fate of the Fairy Island, and at the same time they also wanted to indirectly benefit from it.
"Old Liu, don't look at so many people now. When the time comes, there will probably not be many who are really qualified to enter!"
"The requirements of this Fairy Island are very high!"
Chen Xiao stood with his hands behind his back and sneered.
I feel sad and contemptuous for those people who are obviously chickens but want to become phoenixes.
But he is different. This time, the Fairy Island is prepared for him!
"That's right, the Holy Son is the most perfect heir to the Fairy Island." Old Liu's wrinkled old face showed a smile.
Even the Five Ancestors value this child very much. As the Supreme Elder, he can only turn into a dog to cater to him.
"Hmm? That is..." Chen Xiao suddenly noticed something, his eyes fell on a white figure holding a sword, and his hair stood up slightly.
"What! Even he is here?!"
Old Liu opened his eyes wide, and a solemn look appeared on his old face, "Holy Son, you don't know, this is the legendary swordsman of Xuanji Sword Sect, Xue Wuhen!"
"At a young age, he mastered the art of swordsmanship and could hardly find an opponent in the world. He was recognized as the top swordsman in the Eastern Region five thousand years ago. Later, he retired to the Xuanji Sword Sect and continued to practice swordsmanship in secret. If he used the sword to defeat me, Everyone wanted to stay away, but I didn’t expect that even this person would be attracted by the appearance of Immortal Immortal Island.”
"Holy Son, this Xuanji Sword Sect is the second largest immortal sect in the Eastern Region, and it is the most vigilant target of our Ascension Sect before we begin!"
"Because of its existence, the Fifth Patriarch has not dared to move around freely until now. Let us be careful when executing the plan."
Mr. Liu said in a serious voice.
Chen Xiao was stunned, thinking about it carefully and became extremely frightened.
It seemed that the Eastern Region was not what he saw so far.
Before, I was still wondering why the Fifth Ancestor was so powerful and didn't personally help Ming Yuan occupy the Star Gate, but now I realized that there might be other ancient beings watching behind him.
Once the Fifth Patriarch personally ends up, there will be strong resistance.
As the second ranked Immortal Sect, his background is equally profound!
At this time, Xue Wuhen was dressed in a snow-white robe and a black cloak, forming a sharp contrast. His tough face was extremely cold, and he stood upright under the locust tree holding a sword in his hands. His eyes seemed to contain a sharp sword intent. Anyone who looked at him would feel dazzled.
Aloof, aloof, conceited, invincible!
When they saw Xue Wuhen, these labels were automatically generated in the minds of the surrounding monks.
After learning that he was a swordsman legend back then, a deep sense of awe arose spontaneously.
Suddenly, there was an exclamation not far away, "Look, it's Senior Ye!"
In the void, a black-robed figure with long silver hair fluttering, stepped forward with his hands behind his back, and his aura was as ethereal as a celestial being.
Seeing that the opening time of Immortal Immortal Island was approaching, Ye Junlin also rushed to the area in advance.
"It's much more lively than the last time in Luotian Secret Realm." Ye Junlin looked around and clicked his tongue.
Among the crowd, Ouyang Feng, the ancestor of the Banshan Sect, rushed out at the lead, excitedly shouted: "Greetings to Senior Ye!"
As soon as these words came out, it seemed to form a huge chain reaction, with men and women shouting fanatically from all directions,
"Meet Senior Ye!!!"
"Meet Senior Ye!!!"
"Meet Senior Ye!!!"
…
The sound was like a landslide and a tsunami, deafening.
Feeling this almost fanatical support, other outside monks were frightened and secretly smacked their lips.
For those who didn’t know, they thought they were in a pyramid scheme, and that Ye Junlin was the biggest leader.
When Chen Xiao saw this, he was filled with jealousy beyond all recognition. Logically speaking, he was also from the Huangzhou, and he was an unparalleled genius who came from the Huangzhou. But now, he was hiding in the corner like a mouse crossing the street, afraid of being recognized.
"You took all this away..." Chen Xiao's eyes were bloodshot and he gritted his teeth with hatred.
Hear shouts all around.
Ye Junlin nodded, "Okay! Very energetic!"
"Our master just wins people's hearts." Li Wujie, who was following behind, had a big smile on his face, and he felt like he was taking advantage of him.
Hong Qianye curled her lips, thinking that when he was the leader of the Fire Worship Demon Sect, he was ten thousand times more glorious than this!
"He is that Ye Junlin..." Under the locust tree, Xue Wuhen narrowed his cold eyes, flashing a sharp light, and strode away with a sword in hand, with extremely fierce momentum.
"Quick, quick, get out of the way, that one is attacking Ye Junlin!" Many outside monks noticed this move and were so frightened that they quickly made way out of the way, with big beads of sweat appearing on their foreheads, and they cast fearful looks.
As Xue Wuhen looked like he was looking for trouble, many people's hearts trembled and they started to get scared.
"What does that guy want to do? Is he going to attack Senior Ye?"
Ouyang Feng and the others showed displeasure on their faces, but when they saw the sword intent in Xue Wuhen's eyes, they all felt as if ice was biting their whole bodies, and their faces turned pale.
"This is a very strong swordsman," Hong Qianye said with a serious expression, a rare comment.
Even if thrown into an environment like the Central Realm, it would definitely be at the top level below Immortal.
"Hmph!" Li Wuzhe's eyes darkened slightly, and he pressed his right hand on the handle of the knife. If the other party was even the slightest bit rude, he would immediately draw the knife and kill him.
Ye Junlin stared at this middle-aged man with a stern face, wondering in his heart, could he have offended him unintentionally?
No matter, if you dare to mess with me, you will be killed immediately.
The atmosphere instantly became very tense.
Countless people held their breath, not daring to take a breath, watching this shocking showdown that might break out.
"I really hope the two of them will fight. If Ye Junlin dares to use an immortal weapon to kill Xue Wuhen, the Xuanji Sword Sect will definitely fight to the death, and then I, the Yuhua Sect, will be able to stand by and watch." Old Liu sneered.
He knew very well how strong Xue Wuhen was, and he also knew even more clearly how important Xue Wuhen was to the Xuanji Sword Sect, an existence that even the immortals behind the scenes had to protect.
In full view.
Xue Wuhen came to Ye Junlin and watched quietly.
A few seconds later, that stern face that looked like it was covered with frost suddenly broke out into a stiff smile, as if it had not been smiling for a long time and was very uncomfortable.
At this moment, he was holding the sword in his hands and bowing. The smile on his face was stiff and awkward, and his eyes were full of expectation and a bit of longing: "Ye, Senior Ye, can you teach me how to practice swordsmanship?"
As soon as these words came out.
Everyone was dumbfounded, and their brains seemed to have shut down.
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