Creating a Sandbox World

  For most people in Tianyuan Continent, practice is always far away.

  Even in the small rivers and lakes composed of practitioners, the impression of the young girl who walked the world three years ago and slaughtered three thousand li has long been faint.

  The "Lishan Sword Sect", which was uplifted from the western mountain range, crossed the mainland and located in the barren northland, has become an old news.

  Three years ago, many people paid attention here.

  Whether it is spying on news or trying to find opportunities.

  However, as Lin Tuo left, Huaxi's appearance decreased, and people gradually lost interest in this savagely growing mountain range in the remote north.

  In addition to knowing a few big sects inside, even if someone came here across the wasteland, all they saw were a group of busy craftsmen.

   and a palace gradually plumping up.

  However, on this day, a series of invitations were suddenly sent out on the peaks that had not seen any new actions in three years.

   And with the help of the power of the Qintian Taoist Academy, it was sent to the top forces of all parties in the mainland.

  So, people suddenly realized:

  Unconsciously, the "Lishan Sword Sect" has actually been completed.

  ……

  ……

   "Swish——"

  Somewhere in the land of Nanzhou, where the headquarters of the Tiandao Zongshanmen is located, there is a sword light suddenly flashing across the sky.

   emerges through the clouds.

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  In the wind and wind, a broad-clothed robe, a fairy-like Taoist sword tore open the air, behind him, the masters of the various peaks of the sect followed.

"Sect Master, don't you really want to keep people guarding the mountain?" In the queue, a peak master couldn't help but look at the green mountain that had turned into a small spot at his feet and quickly moved away, and said, "The sect is empty, if an enemy comes Isn't it..."

  "Don't care," After three years of absence, Pei Ming's appearance is almost the same as before. Today, he is dressed up and travels with more majesty, "On the mainland, there are very few people who can violate our sect.

  Today's Lishan Sword Sect event, Hao Angels came in person, who would dare to miss it? "

  One person perplexed:

   "Sect Master, what is the appearance of the legendary messenger? What is the cultivation level?"

   Pei Ming sighed bitterly:

   "Three years ago, I was lucky enough to get an angel sign. I looked at it from a distance and remembered that it was a young man with unpredictable majestic appearance. Where did I know the geometry of cultivation? But it was... far beyond you and me."

   After a pause, he swung his long sleeves and blew away the large group of oncoming birds in front of him, and strengthened the wind, showing his expectation:

  "Three years ago, the mission of God I waited to protect the road for my disciples. After that, I moved to the mountain and ordered Baigong to build the Lishan Jianzong. Today, after the work is completed, I will pass on the avenue. What a god-given opportunity?

  In the past, the angels first taught the practice, then the demon slayer, and then passed the three books of the heavens. There are monks in the world, thousands of sects, extending the world, and the Taoism today...you, how can you miss this great opportunity? "

   "Yes! That's it!" In the sword formation, another peak master laughed and said, "The suzerain is extremely true, don't talk about the sect. Today, if you listen to the Dao and make progress, it is a great good fortune.

  Even if I have to wait to stay behind, I still don’t want to! "

  The rest of the people were also refreshed when they heard this.

  As Pei Ming said, the major events in Tianyuan Continent's past dynasties are all related to the mysterious Hao Angel.

  As of now, the opponent has only appeared a few times.

  Teaching the practice method at a time, it's a monster.

  Pass the heavenly script once, and then there will be a great world of practice.

   Appeared once and killed the Haizhou faction head who had fallen into the devil to save the common people.

  Today is the fourth time.

  How can they not be excited? Don't care? Not serious?

  Especially the news that came with the invitation...It made the monks standing at the top of the continent shocked, and they didn’t think about eating or drinking.

   Avenue... Avenue... When they want to come, it is very likely to be the method of promotion.

  At that time, Wang Xundao founded the Tiandao Sect and broke out of the "inhuman state." After that, the first generation of demon emperor Bai Mingjing pointed out the experience of the red dust, and later perfected by the monster clan, conceived a seven-channel practice system.

  However, as of now, thousands of years have passed, but no one has reached the theoretical Consummation of Seven Veins!

  Neither humans nor demons have ever reached the limit of the seven channels.

  The most recent demon emperor of the previous generation, it is said that only the five meridians have been cultivated.

  This is still due to the long life of the monster race.

  If it's a human, I don't even dare to think about it.

  Some people even doubt the correctness of this path because of this, but they can't find a new way.

  Now, an invitation from the north brings hope.

  Thinking of this, everyone in the sword formation became more and more anxious, waiting to arrive in the blink of an eye.

   "Look over there! It's a monster!" Suddenly, a peak master in the queue looked towards the west and vomited.

   Pei Ming and the others hurriedly looked, and saw a group of flying monsters from the western sky blowing around like a gray cloud. On the back of that huge monster, Yaoyao, dressed in Chinese clothes, stood with his hands in his hands, and waited around.

   laughed loudly and said: "Sect Master Pei, the sky is big, it's a coincidence to be able to meet on the road."

   Pei Ming rolled his eyes, and said to his heart, can you be more fake?

  The sky is so big, can two groups of people happen to meet?

  What about pulling?

   However, he was too lazy to expose Yaoyao, but he said indifferently: "Demon Emperor and his party, is this also going to Lishan?"

   Yaoyao smiled heartily: "It seems that Sect Master Pei is also the same way, why don't we be faster than one?"

  Boring!

   Pei Ming ignored him, turned away from the beginning, focused on the sword, and the other peak owners had similar expressions.

   Yaoyao saw that everyone in Tiandaozong did not speak, and immediately provoked.

   probably means that this group of people has an empty shelf for cultivation, and the gold and jade are among them. The sword looks beautiful, but it is actually embroidered pillows. The faces of the angry Tiandaozong people are black.

  But their Royal Sword consumes a lot of true yuan, and it is indeed incomparable with the Dapeng Bird of the Monster Race, so they have to face black and not speak.

   Yaoyao provoked for a while, feeling very refreshed, and shouted: "This emperor takes one step first."

   then drove the flying monster to make a sound and head north.

   "Sect Master...we..." A peak master was not angry, said.

   Pei Ming took a deep breath and said, "Chasing!"

   After that, his robe sleeves flicked hard, and the true essence surged in his body, and the speed of the entire sword formation was three points faster.

  ……

  The continent is vast, and even for top practitioners, crossing is a very exhausting matter. When the Demon Emperor and his party and the peak masters of the Heavenly Dao Sect stepped into the wasteland back and forth, arriving at "Lishan", it was late at night.

  Lishan Jianzong, brightly lit.

  Qintian Taoyuan is close to the wasteland, and people have always been stationed here. The Taoyuan is also responsible for most of the construction of the Zongmen.

  Dean Wang Yu arrived even earlier.

  Cooperate with Huaxi to prepare for the banquet.

  In the past three years, under the transformation of the craftsmen of the capital, the entire barren mountain has already changed its appearance.

  Desolate swept away, a white jade mountain road upwards from the porch at the foot of the mountain, and a series of classical palaces are scattered among them, and the main hall called the "ligong" in the middle is even more magnificent.

  While Gong E, temporarily borrowed from the imperial city, walked, in this barren northern land, it turned out to be a bit lively.

  Waiting for the arrival of the Tiandao Sect and the Yaodu team, immediately some disciples of the Taoist courtyard arranged accommodation, and then, other top sects came one after another.

  This continent, after all, not only the three parties have inhumane powerhouses.

  Leaving the palace, Huaxi sits alone, receiving the strongest from various sects, just like a palace master. Although he is not old and his cultivation is not as good as the guests, no one dares to underestimate it.

   During the conversation, I was even more afraid of colliding with this angel disciple.

  Yaoyao and others stepped into the palace. After the greeting, Huaxi also avoided the questions about the side attack. They only waited for tomorrow's "Exile Banquet" to start, and the "Master" would come to understand it.

  Although the powerhouses are itchy, they can only wait quietly.

  The next day, when the night fades, the sky turns bright, illuminating this palace group built in accordance with the drawings issued by Huaxi and Hathaway.

  The personnel arranged by the Qintian Taoist Academy became busy immediately, and carried out a series of ceremonies to establish a mountain in accordance with the customs of the Tianyuan Continent.

  The imperial chef who has been transferred has already prepared exquisite food.

  Just considering that Jianzong has only one master of Huaxi, it seems a bit weird.

  However, the powerhouses of various sects have no time to take care of this flaw. They just finished the guest ceremony impatiently and stepped into the palace amidst the sound of music.

  Take a seat.

  According to the strength of the sect, they are scattered behind the long table full of delicacies.

   At this time, with a strange roar, many powerful people in the Li Palace looked at the sky above the main hall at the same time, only to feel a powerful pressure spreading.

  The dean of the Qintian Taoist Academy, Wang Yu, wearing a robe of scribes and a long crown on his head, took the lead to get up and said loudly:

  "Welcome the messenger...coming!"