In order to avoid meeting on the road, Zhusheng finally chose to take the teleportation array.
Coming out of the teleportation array, it is a rather bustling city.
The most special thing is that in addition to human cultivators, there are also many demon cultivators in the city.
As Zhu Sheng walked out of the gate, a delicate catwoman walked in front of her, holding the hand of a Terran monk.
Zhusheng was stunned at the time.
Zhou Wei saw her like this, so he bared his teeth and said, "Do you want to take a look?"
Takesheng has no interest in shopping, she is just amazed by those demon cultivators who walk calmly on the street.
She distinctly remembered what she had heard from Ash before that the demon race and the human race were not in harmony.
Zhou Wei smiled when he heard her question: "I guess you don't know."
The demon clan originally had two kings, you always know."
Takebu nodded.
Not to mention, she has experienced the battlefield of the duel between the two kings.
Zhou Wei said: "Later, the Southern Monarch killed the Northern Monarch and unified the demon clan.
Qingjun, the Southern Demon King, has become the only king of the demon clan.
More than 20 years ago, she took the initiative to put aside her prejudices and promoted the alliance between the human and demon races, which is really remarkable."
Zhusheng stared into Zhou Wei's eyes and repeated: "Qingjun" mentioned Qingjun, Zhou Wei came to the spirit: "I heard that Qingjun is a great beauty, but unfortunately I haven't had a chance to see it."
There was a lot of regret in his tone.
Zhusheng looked at Zhou Wei and suddenly said, "I take the liberty to ask, do you know how Zhou Ji fell?"
"Ah" Zhusheng's topic changed too suddenly, Zhou Wei was stunned for a moment, and then said, "I don't know, my little uncle is about to have a nail when he dies, and I wasn't born at that time." ” That's right.
Takesheng didn't continue the topic, and instead asked, "How old are you?"
Zhou Wei said: "I am twenty-nine years old this year.
What about you" looks like a teenager, but he is actually ten years older than Zhou Ji back then, but he has more of a teenager's escape than the quiet and humble Zhou Ji.
Zhusheng said: "I should be sixty-six." ” Zhou Wei said happily: "The two of us are about the same age" In the monk's opinion, the difference is within 100 years, and they are all the same age.
This is again for low-ranking monks.
For high-ranking monks, age is already a floating cloud.
It is normal for a husband and wife to be two or three hundred years apart.
Monks live a long life, and their view of time is very different from that of mortals.
The two of them took off into the air, and Zhu Sheng glanced back at the bustling and lively city, and suddenly asked, "Is this the teleportation array closest to the boundary gate?"
Zhou Wei said: "Yes." ” Zhusheng said: "When I went to the boundary gate in the past, I didn't go here.
It's small, it's not a city, it's a dock fort. ” Zhou Wei said: "Ah, that, I've heard of it."
In the past, the four major sects set up a dock fort here. ” Zhusheng said: "Is it far away from here?"
Zhou Wei said: "This is it." ” Zhusheng was slightly stunned.
"Back then, the battle between the two kings of the demon clan stretched for thousands of miles.
The castle was destroyed.
Zhou Wei said, "This city was built by both sides after the alliance was formed later.
You see, it's very lively here, because it's a border, people from both ethnic groups gather here to trade, and the market here is very famous. ” It turns out that the time of a Jiazi is already a thing.
Takesheng asked again about the direction of the battlefield of the Battle of the Two Kings.
Zhou Wei said: "Are you going to go to enlightenment, you are a martial cultivator."
Be careful when you go there to go to enlightenment, I have an uncle who is also a martial artist, and when I went there to visit enlightenment, I hurt my sense. ” Zhou Wei's words Zhusheng actually didn't understand very well, but she wanted to go and see the place again.
Zhou Wei took out the map to identify the direction, and took her to the direction of the battlefield.
It was only one day, and Zhusheng felt that Zhou Wei's shuttle speed was not good.
Her speed is much faster than Zhou Wei's.
Zhou Wei was also helpless: "When I finish preparing my uncle's congratulatory gift, I will change to a new flying magic weapon." ” In the end, Takesheng simply took him to fly with him.
It has only been a day since she learned the imperial weapon, and the speed made Zhou Wei staggered, and she was babbling along the way.
For the decisive battle back then, Zhusheng's memory is even a little blurred.
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The clearest thing has always been the blood-colored flower, and the cold severed hand on the ground.
Perhaps because of this, she was reluctant to recall that memory.
Decades have passed, and the mountains that once collapsed have been covered with greenery, and towering trees have risen from the forests that once fell to the ground.
It may not be visible on the ground, but when you stand high enough, you can still see a mess that stretches for thousands of miles.
Zhou Wei thought that Zhusheng came here to enlighten, and directly pointed her to a collapsed mountain peak: "Over there, over there, there are the most people going over there." ” As Zhou Wei said, this should be a deserted place, but he kept running into monks in twos and threes.
These monks are here to come to enlightenment.
Zhu Shengyuan didn't understand what Zhou Wei meant by Shenwu.
But when she came to the cliff, she saw three or four monks meditating on the cliff and the rubble.
She couldn't help but look at it intently.
The cliff was so sharp that it was so craggy that it was uncomfortable to look at.
Takesheng couldn't help but squint his eyes.
Two different fighting intentions suddenly rose from the cliff rubble, and Zhusheng was defenseless, as if he was swept into the stormy waves in an instant.
Cyan and crimson light burst out in the depths of her eyes.
The battle between the demon kings of the north and the south was earth-shattering.
Zhusheng felt the tremor of the earth, she seemed to have turned into the cliff, her body was shattered, and she seemed to have become a tall forest, and her spine was broken.
The strength of the two world's powerhouses collided, and when Zhu Sheng witnessed it with his own eyes, he didn't feel it at this moment, and the back of his neck was cold.
Come to think of it, I was still too weak to really understand that kind of power.
Those two fighting intentions were entangled and confronted, and finally only one remained.
Zhusheng watched the blue light condense, and finally, the blue-haired man appeared in front of her.
He opened his shirt, exposed his chest, looked at Zhusheng and raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth hooked a wicked smile.
Behind him, the nine-tails stand like ornate fur.
Zhusheng shouted loudly and suddenly came out with a knife The blue-haired man disappeared, and there was still the cliff in front of him, and the gravel was jagged and abrupt.
Takesheng was dripping with cold sweat and wet his clothes.
Stretched out his hands, his hands were empty, and there was no knife in his hands.
The green blade was trampling under her feet, and she was in the air.
Several monks nearby who were also contemplating the enlightenment all turned their heads to look at her.
One of them also stepped on the flying sword, and shouted from afar: "Good knife" Zhusheng didn't really come out of the knife, she came out with the knife intent.
Once upon a time, her knife already had a blade.
A knife can be slashed out, and it can envelop the momentum of thunder.
Today, she observed the battlefield of the two kings, tasted the remaining battle intent, and realized the sword intent.
It turns out that this is enlightenment.
Zhou Wei stepped on his shuttle and flew over from a distance, and said, "I know that you martial cultivators are going crazy when you come to enlightenment."
I had the foresight to hide away, or I would have been hurt by you. ” Only then did Zhusheng realize that the sky was different from when he first came, and when he asked Zhou Wei, he realized that she had been here for three hours.
Zhou Wei took advantage of this effort to wander around in the distance, bumped into a little demon cultivator, and bought some favorite ores.
"Good value for money."
Zhou Wei patted the bag on his waist with satisfaction and said, "When you get to our house, the price will have to double or triple." ” Although Zhou Wei has a family, it is not a loose cultivator, but the Zhou family is just a small family, and there are only 100 people in the family.
Although the family also provides for its children, it mainly focuses on supporting a few people with excellent qualifications.
Zhou Wei had just built a foundation at the beginning of the year, and he was very untalented at his age.
He is obviously not a late bloomer, and once he crosses the threshold and enters the country, he can travel thousands of miles in a day.
Compared with the Changtian Sect, where disciples can earn spirit stones by taking the position of deacon and deacon, and can buy high-quality materials, pills and magic weapons at a much cheaper price in the sect than outside, these monks in the red dust are obviously more difficult.
Takesheng originally just wanted to take a look at his hometown, and he didn't want to comprehend the sword intent on the battlefield of the two kings, which was also an unexpected gain.
She wanted to find the place where Zhou Ji fell to worship one or two, but she couldn't find the location of the year, so she had to give up.
When she was about to leave, she turned her head and glanced at the cliff where she had realized the sword intent.
Her divine consciousness was not injured by the remaining battle intent of the two kings between the chaotic cliffs, but those two battle intents were really terrifying.
Zhu Sheng Yao thought that back then, he dared to cut at Qingjun with a mortal soldier, which was really ignorant and fearless.
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Zhou Wei asked her how well she understood, and from this battlefield, she brought the topic to the battle between Qingjun and Beijun back then.
In the words, there is a lot of respect for Qingjun.
Zhusheng endured it for a while, and when Zhou Wei praised Qingjun again, he turned his head and asked him: "What about those who died?"
"Ah" Zhou Wei said, "which who" "What about those who were caught up in the battlefield of the Two Kings and died in vain?"
asked Takesheng.
"What kind of revenge, do you want to kill Qingjun" Zhou Wei laughed, "Don't tease" He said: "It's really unlucky to encounter that kind of thing, but what can you do about the four major joint construction of the dock fort, half of the people died, and no one shouted for revenge." ” "So," Takebu said, "he died in vain" "I can't say that," Zhou Wei scratched his head, "Being involved in the battle of the two kings is almost the same level as encountering a natural disaster, it can only be said that it is bad luck, this is fate."
It's not that the relatives don't want to take revenge, but the people who dare to do something to Qingjun in the world are only those old guys who are shrinking in the secret places of the major sects.
There's no way they're going to challenge Qingjun for this. ” Zhusheng didn't say a word, urging the green blade to walk in the wind.
She understands that the rules of this world are that the weak eat the strong, and the strong are respected.
Qingjun is too powerful, so powerful that he accidentally crushed others, and others can only consider themselves unlucky.
His sect and his relatives couldn't even think of avenging him.
When they finally reached the valley where the gate was located, the two fell to the ground and walked into the valley.
As decades passed, the battlefield could be covered with greenery and bloom with new life, but this valley was exactly the same as Zhusheng's memory, unchanged.
She walked all the way to the tree.
It was already the deepest part of the valley, rocky, and the dirt was so dry and hard that there wasn't even a small beast.
The tree is still napping.
In front of him was an open space, with shadows cast by the cliffs around him.
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