At the 3333rd level of Kunlun Mountain Road, a fat man stood with his hands behind his back. He stood on the mountain road without moving, with a cold expression. The strong wind on the mountain made his robe flutter.

The fat man's name is Chen Pingping, and his slightly obese face was full of arrogant face.

Chen Pingping waited for a moment. A young man who was three points fatter than Chen Pingping walked to the same step of Chen Pingping panting. The fat man had a fat head, big ears, wide face and wide nose, and looked innocent with harmless humans and animals. He stood and gasped for a while. The fat man simply sat directly on the ground, leaned paralyzed on the steps, and looked up at the sky.

Chen Pingping looked at the fat man beside him contemptuously and mocked: "The son of the Lord of Tianhuo City is only this little ability?"

The fat man shook his fat face and did not care about Chen Pingping's sarcasm. He felt that he could reach the 3,000 level in Kunlun Wanren and rank in the top ten. The fat man didn't think his ability was not bad and he was content. When the fat man thought of this, he smiled at Chen Pingping foolishly.

Chen Pingping raised his head proudly and his nostrils were facing the sky: "Your father is very talented and has ruled over the 100,000 monks and millions of residents in Tianhuo City. How could he be so arrogant? It is said that the greed of a gentleman is killed in five generations. Your Meng family has only two generations, so why did you give birth to such an ineffective waste!"

The fat man named Meng was lying on the ground and scratched his head stupidly. If an outsider who didn't understand the situation saw it, he would think that Chen Pingping's sarcastic words were other reasons.

Chen Pingping frowned and said dissatisfiedly: "Meng Qi, I am different from you. I am gifted and graceful. The only disadvantage on my body is that I am fat." After a pause, Chen Pingping said again: "And if you are not as fat as me, if you don't have these two hundred pounds of fat, you will be useless."

How conceited you are with such a tone.

If the mutual appreciation between the knights is mutual appreciation, Chen Pingping is getting tired of Meng Qi the more he looks at it.

Meng Qi was like a clay Buddha without any slightest aura, still grinning happily.

Chen Pingping glanced at Meng Qi who was lying on the steps in disgust, and looked at him disdainfully.

In terms of family background, Li Yu, the daughter of the Emperor of the Han Dynasty, can rank first, Li Chang'an, second, and Chen Pingping can rank third.

Therefore, Chen Pingping's contempt is not just a conceit, but more of an innate pride.

Chen Pingping took out the Kunlun card and looked at Li Yu, who was ranked second, ready to go.

"Haha, I wonder how arrogant you were back then, how arrogant you were. This Canglong Taoist body is only five hundred levels more than me, so it's really just like that."

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If a mortal wants to cultivate immortality, he must have spiritual roots; after the Qingyun Calamity, Li Yiqi's destiny for heaven has allowed mortals to be born with spiritual roots, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth has grown wildly, and the world has been completely renewed.

Among the spiritual roots, the five elements spiritual roots are the worst, while the single-action spiritual roots are the best. The only one that is better than the single-action spiritual roots is the legendary Tianling root, but the one that is better than the Tianling roots is the "Tao Body and Sword Fetus".

Three thousand years after the founding of the Han Dynasty, the population has existed more than ten trillion. However, in the history of the Han Dynasty's immortal cultivation, there were only a dozen monks with Taoist body and sword body. For example, the founding ancestor of the Canglong Sect had the legendary Canglong Taoist body, and his cultivation was all over the world and famous.

During the trial of Kunlun Wanren a hundred years ago, a monk with a Taoist body sword body appeared. He was Liu Bai, a Daluo sword body. He was extremely talented. After practicing Taoism for a hundred years, he suppressed most of the monks of the Nine Heavens Sword Sect and became the head of the Taiyuan Pavilion of the Nine Heavens Sword Sect.

In general, monks with Taoist bodies or sword bodies have one characteristic, that is, "born extraordinary".

Canglong is one of the four symbols, among the twenty-eight constellations, the seven constellations in the east, and Canglong is also called Tai Sui or the evil god.

At this time, Li Yu, who ranked second in Kunlun Wanren, had the same Taoist body as the founder of the Canglong Sect - the Canglong Taoist body.

Li Yu had black hair in white dress, her clothes and hair were all fluttering, and she was not tied or tied, her eyes were like water, her skin was as white as ice crystals, her expression was hard, and she looked strange and her face was not close to her. She touched the sweat on her forehead, and the corners of her mouth were bitter. She thought that Kunlun Wanren would rank first this time, and she made a big splash. But she didn't expect it to become a stepping stone for others, and the gap was still so big.

Li Yu stood up and looked up at the steps that seemed endless, feeling uneasy.

Her father was the emperor of the Han Dynasty. He commanded a army of millions of monks. He was born in a noble family and possessed the Canglong Taoist body. His status was far inferior to the aristocratic family mentioned by Jian Wuji.

Li Yu glanced at the Kunlun card and found that the top ten did not have the name of that person. She curled her lips and muttered to herself: "The world is from the Li family..."

"It's ridiculous, are you just that?"

Chen Pingping just said this, Princess Li Yu, and Li Yu's just said this, referring to Li Chang'an.

Li Changan, who was climbing up the stairs, shivered.

Li Quege seemed not to feel tired, but still spoke to Li Chang'an with great interest, "I heard that your ancestors had saved a young dragon under the hands of the sea monster in Tongtianhai. Times have changed, and later the young dragon turned into a heavenly dragon. In order to repay the kindness of your ancestors, Tianlong found your grandfather and promised to protect your Li family for generations. Is this really the case?"

Li Changan nodded and turned to ask, "I have also heard that your ancestor, who is the ancestor of the Moral Master Li Boyang and Qiling, has conquered a black jade qilin at the peak of the Nascent Soul Stage for a thousand years. Is this true?"

Li Quege smiled and said mysteriously: "There is a little bit different."

Li Changan asked, "What do you say?"

"Mo Yu Qilin's cultivation at that time was not at the peak of the Nascent Soul Stage, but had already broken the mirror."

Li Changan teased with interest: "A thousand years have passed. Can the Mo Yu Qilin fight against the Tianlong who has protected my Li family for generations?"

Li Quege thought about it seriously and said, "I'm afraid I can't."

Li Changan smiled and patted Li Quege on the shoulder, and asked again: "I have something else to do, I hope Brother Li can solve the problem."

Li Quege waved his hand, "But it's okay."

"It is said that when you were born, you held a sword in your mouth, which caused a strange image of the sky. The sword energy was everywhere, like a dragon entering the sea, and the wind and clouds surging; the sound of the sword sound was like a bell, shaking the sky; your birth even alarmed the ancestor who surrendered the black jade qilin, like a living dead man. He crawled out of the cemetery and touched the bones and figured the image for you. The final result of your ancestor was "eight pounds and seven liang", which was similar to the "eight pounds and eight liang" produced by Daluo's sword body. Brother Li, can you tell me whether you are a Taoist body or a sword body?"

Li Quege shook his head, neither the Tao body nor the sword body; he repeated the eight words his ancestor said back then: "The golden immortal exiled to the dust, the powerful man re-cultivated."

After thinking carefully for a while, Li Changan looked at the Kunlun jade plaque and said, "Before I came to the Exiled Immortal City this time, I saw four portraits. All four people in the portrait are expected to reach the seven thousand levels of Kunlun Wanren this time. You are one of these four people. I already attach great importance to your talent and qualifications, but I didn't expect to underestimate you."

Li Quege was a little confused at first, and then sighed: "Four people? Then, plus you, this time, at least five people can reach the seven thousand levels. It would be great if Kunlun Wanren could produce one or two of them to reach the seven thousand levels. It seems that this time it will be a grand atmosphere that has not been seen in a thousand years."

Li Changan shook his head and said, "At least six people, the number one Jian Wuji is not in the portrait."

Li Quege said in confusion: "Who is that Jian Wuji? Do you know his identity?"

Li Changan shook his head, "I don't know."

Li Boyang in the attic was a little surprised. Just five hours later, Jian Wuji had already reached the 5,000th level. At that time, the terrifying Kunlun pressure that caused the old man to suffer all his hardships, should Jian Wuji really ignore it?

Li Boyang stared at Jian Wuji in the mirror in the distance and observed for a moment, and found that Jian Wuji's speed was a little slower than before. The old man knew that for those with outstanding talents, the terrifying pressure of Kunlun Wanren slowly began to appear after level 5,000. Although it was only a little slower now, as time passed and the pressure slowly increased, Jian Wuji's speed would definitely be slower and slower.

Looking at Bai Kui's expressionless face, the old man felt a little frustrated without any warning. Jian Wuji's talent is probably not inferior to Liu Bai, who is the Daluo sword-worn child, and perhaps he is still better than that. Such a genius disciple has an unlimited future. Anyone who puts it in that sect, as long as it is carefully cultivated, it will become a pillar-like existence.

His Nine Heavens Sword Sect has the first sword cultivator, the leader of the sword path, Xiao Yichen, the Liuyun Sword God, as well as Qi Yingyun, who is known as the "Sword Pagoda for the next thousand years in the Han Dynasty", the Daluo sword fetus of the Taiyuan Pavilion, and the Chen Tianyuan who is confused about practicing "sword path". Isn't that enough? Is there another sword Wuji? How can we live our Moral Sect?

Bai Kui looked at the old man with a bad face and asked with concern: "Senior, what's wrong with you?"

The old man felt chest tightness again about Bai Kui's concern expression; and the unspeakable Bai Kui who was "silent in swordsmanship" around him, the Nine Heavens Sword Sect has emerged in a large number of talents, and it seems that the eight majors will follow the Nine Heavens Sword Sect in a short time.

Li Boyang gasped and his mind calmed down. He looked at the mirror in the center of the square, Jian Wuji Mayi and cloth shoes, and his steps were firm.

"Who is this sword Wuji?"

Bai Kui shook her head, indicating that she didn't know.

"Then why do you say that he can become a personal disciple?"

Bai Kui explained: "Sword Wuji was met by my master Bokunjun when he was traveling to southern Xinjiang. According to his master, the sword Wuji was under ten years old, so he could give the sword a sword intention."

The old man shook his head, feeling a little disbelief.

Bai Kui continued: "There is another thing, Jian Wuji has never practiced a sword technique."

The old man said firmly: "Impossible!"

If you are under ten years old and have not practiced the sword technique, you can make the sword develop sword intent. This is simply impossible!

Even if he is as talented as Liu Bai, he has been practicing sword for several years before he can get the sword intent, not to mention those sword cultivators who have been practicing sword for a lifetime but have never been able to make the sword intent.

One or two of the 100 sword cultivators can practice sword intent; but those who can practice sword intent have practiced for more than a hundred years, and I have never heard of that person's sword intent was brought out from his womb.

Bai Kui said again: "My master said that Jian Wuji's talent is even better than Liu Bai, and his future achievements are probably almost the same as Qi Yingyun."

The old man couldn't help but roll his eyes. Qi Yingyun could climb more than 9,700 levels in Kunlun Wanren, and Liu Bai, who ranked second, could only climb 8,900 levels. The first and second were 800 levels apart. Not to mention that Qi Yingyun was a genius in ten thousand years. Three thousand years after the founding of the Han Dynasty, there was only one such person. This is a monster that could only be subdued in three thousand years.
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