The ancient forces in the western Xinjiang, the southern region and the northern wilderness have come, leaving only the eastern soil.
In the past, Dongtu did not interfere in the affairs of the outside world, so no one cared about it.
The Hundred Veins Feast will not start for about seven years. During this period, some people can meditate in isolation, while others can't be idle.
"You Taoist friends have come from afar. Why don't you get together and taste the wine?"
The ancestor of a force in Dizhou showed his face and spread the sound of all walks of life.
"If Taoist friends invite you, how can you refuse?"
The strong guardian of the 18 veins in the western Xinjiang showed his own body, and went to a fairy mansion on the west side of the Hundred Star.
"Go and have a look!"
The strong men of the Lihua Palace in the southern region and its surrounding forces also left one after another.
"Let's go."
The invitation of the heroes of Dizhou was difficult for the people in the northern wilderness to refuse, leaving the rest of the town elders to move forward side by side.
This feast is a battle between young people, and also gives the older generation the opportunity to test each other.
The terrible pressure crossed the starry sky, making the young people who came here to participate in the feast tremble in their hearts and look up at the distance, believing that one day they will be able to come to this point.
In the Xianfu Yalou, the people who sit together and taste wine are all Mahayana monks.
Even if there are nine realms during the disaster period, they are not qualified to sit down.
People from all states sit in one place and help each other. There were bursts of compliments in the elegant building, which was very hypocritical.
A group of old foxes drank and chatted. On the surface, they were very polite and got along well with each other. In fact, the undercurrent was surging. If you say a wrong sentence, it may lead to a war.
Some young and energetic pride in Dizhou couldn't help but want to compete with their peers in each state.
"Tianfu Villa, Zhao Qingping, I have met your Taoist friends."
A young man in a blue robe came out of a magnificent warship, eight feet tall and magnificent. He took a step, crossed the void for tens of thousands of miles, glanced at the starry sky around him, and bowed his hand.
Although Zhao Qingping's attitude is polite, the arrogance in his eyes can't be concealed.
Obviously, he has a little disdain for practitioners outside Dizhou.
In short, it is to look down on it.
"The Baimai feast has not yet opened. In order to pay time, I want to learn the ability of my fellow Taoist friends. I don't know who dares to fight?"
There are thirty-six provinces in Dizhou, which is first-class.
Tianfu Villa is one of the 36 sects.
Zhao Qingping is very talented and can be ranked in Tianfu Villa.
This move may be instructed by others, or it may be Zhao Qingping's original intention. However, without the permission of the elders, Zhao Qingping would not dare to do so.
The monks in the states were silent and didn't want to be the first bird.
"Aren't you so timid?"
After a long time, without a response, Zhao Qingping performed the metaphysics, which spread countless miles and fell into everyone's ears.
There is still no one to speak, and Zhao Qingping is allowed to do it.
Zhao Qingping thought for a moment and decided to aim at the target.
Therefore, Zhao Qingping looked in the direction of the Northern Wilderness forces, took a few steps forward, and raised his voice and said, "I have heard that the Northern Wilderness is outstanding. Which of my colleagues dares to compete with me?"
The forces of the 18 veins of the western Xinjiang are very united. If they offend one person, they will offend the whole western Xinjiang.
This is not appropriate.
The southern region has the seat of Lihua Palace, which is more rigorous and difficult to deal with.
After thinking about it, Zhao Qingping naturally focused on the northern wilderness.
In the eyes of the world, the interior of the northern wilderness is very chaotic. No one can control the overall situation, and it is easy to break through one by one.
"No one in the northern wilderness dares to fight." Zhao Qingping sighed, pretended to be regretful, and said with a little sarcasm: "Since ancient times, there have been many outstanding people in the northern wilderness. I don't know where this sentence came from. Maybe I heard it wrong!"
With that, Zhao Qingping made a look of leaving.
Since no one came forward in the northern wilderness, Zhao Qingping can't come directly to the door! In that case, the situation will change, not to compete, but to have a feud.
Although Zhao Qingping, as a person of the imperial state, is not afraid of these, the issue of face still has to be considered, and he should not fall into the face of the heroes in the world.
The warship of the palace.
"Brother Chen, you don't do it?"
Changsun Fengye looked at Zhao Qingping standing in the starry sky, with an indifferent expression, and turned his head and whispered.
"Well, it's just a jumping clown. If you're serious, you'll lose."
Chen Qingyuan didn't care about this.
"This move of Dizhou is to try the depth of our young generation in the northern wilderness. When the Hundred Veins Feast opens, we can also make corresponding precautions."
Wu Junyan said the reason for Zhao Qingping's behavior.
"Many people understand this truth, but it points to our northern wilderness. If there is no war, it will be disrespectable."
Changsun Qian snorted coldly and wanted to carry her long axe and directly split Zhao Qingping, who was shouting in the distance. However, Changsun Fengye stopped her and she had to give up.
As Chen Qingyuan said, you don't have to be serious in the face of the provocation of the clown.
"Face?" Chen Qingyuan smiled disapprovingly: "Can you eat it as a meal?"
Hearing this, Changsun Qian was stunned and didn't know how to reply.
Changsun Fengye and Wu Junyan looked at each other at the same time, and they both showed a smile and looked indifferent.
Since they met Chen Qingyuan, they have understood a lot of things in the secular world. In the past, even if they could have suffered such a provocation, they would be very unhappy, not as plain as they are now.
"Wait!"
Suddenly, a bad sound sounded.
Zhao Qingping, who was about to turn around and leave, raised the corners of his mouth slightly and looked along the voice.
A young man in plain cloth was holding a five-foot-long black knife in his left hand.
"Who is this person?"
Chen Qingyuan looked at it, which was very strange.
"Chang Ziqiu, a terrible newcomer." Changsun Qian knew this person, her eyebrows were solemn, and she said in a low voice, "At the beginning, the ten heroes of the Northern Wilderness slamed and invited his peers to fight. He defeated a ten outstanding hero within a hundred moves to make his name."
"It's really not easy to defeat the enemy in a hundred moves!"
Chen Qingyuan became interested, and his eyes flashed.
None of the people who can be listed as the top ten are good stubble. However, Chang Ziqiu can defeat a ten-class proud man in just a hundred moves, which is enough to show his ability.
Chang Ziqiu was the new top ten heroes. He was born in poverty. Many forces in the northern wilderness stretched out olive branches to him. He casually chose one force and came to Dizhou smoothly.
"If you want to fight, then fight."
Chang Ziqiu has gone from the bottom to today, and his talent and mind are naturally superior in all aspects. He was wearing a simple cloth, which seemed a little abrupt and out of place in this bright place.
"Sid up?"
Zhao Qingping put on a condescending look and stared at Chang Ziqiu with scrutifictive eyes, and did not pay much attention to it.
"If you can catch me with ten knives, I'll tell you."
As soon as the words fell, Chang Ziqiu pulled the knife out of the sheath.
Qiang--
With a knife, the terrible knife burst out of his body, like a rolling wave rushing to Zhao Qingping, which was like a broken bamboo and unstoppable.