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Since the opening of the Chaos Era, there have been countless sages of cultivation in the five holy realms in the universe, and countless sages in the cultivation of the truth or the mundane world.

Under the Haotian Holy Realm, there is an immortal world.

It is rumored that since ancient times, the fairy world has divided the seven major immortal realms, namely Hualing, Jiuming, Posa, Qingfan, Yunting, Piaoxue and Outer Tiandi.

There are thousands of sects in each immortal realm, like countless powerful people who only pick stars.

In the most remote corner of the Nine Nether Immortal Realm, this is just the most marginal area of ​​the billion-mile fairy realm continent, but there is an extremely inconspicuous mortal village.

This village is extremely ordinary, so ordinary that it is like a grain of dust in the vast world, silent and no one will care about it.

Here, there is no intrigue, no prey on the weak, and even the simplest intrigue is an unattainable luxury.

It is such a world where dozens of families live, rest at sunset and work at sunrise.

It was already bright, and a pair of young girls were walking side by side.

On both sides of the village's sheep intestine path, patches of acacia grass stand in the wind, and clusters of seven-star flowers dance in the wind. Among the leaves, there are a few dewdrops that have not yet evaporated or fallen, reflecting the sunshine.

Walking along the way, Chu Fan felt the tenderness, smoothness and bonelessness of the small, and as he spoke, he never forgot to step on the round stones under his feet.

The sun is very warm and there is a kind of peace in the air.

Over the years, Chu Fan has already adapted to this feeling.

This is a very good feeling, warm, warm, satisfying, fulfilling...

Anyway, Chu Fan thought that this was the best time in his two lives, and even if he used the best words he knew to describe it, it was far from enough.

From time to time, villagers and friends walk by the sheep intestine path and will give you a cheerful and friendly smile.

In the past few days, the rest of the village have also lived well. The last time I went to the mountain, I had a lot of harvest, and the monster meat and mountain goods were enough to last a long time.

From a distance, Mo Lingtian could see that in the small square dozens of feet at the entrance of the village, there were more than a dozen strong men lined up to practice boxing.

The boxing technique is the most common Kaishanquan and the only martial arts technique in the village. It was obtained by the former old village chief from the Xiandao Pavilion with great merit.

Although those men have no talent in practicing Taoism, there are still some benefits to training for a long time, at least they have some lethality against some low-level monsters alone.

Yaowang Village covers a small area, only ten miles in a radius, with two village entrances in the east and west. Although it is a village, there are actually no walls around it, only a row of wooden fences more than one meter high.

After all, every hundreds of years, the Immortal Pavilion will send some inner disciples to investigate to prevent any monsters from appearing. Besides, there is nothing valuable in the mortal village. First, there will be no powerful immortal cultivator to fight Qiufeng, and second, there will be no bandits to sweep away.

As for the village gate at the east and west entrance, it is also a lively wooden fence, which looks like a door. On one side of the door, there is a whistle tower more than three meters high and a square of dozens of meters in radius.

Walking through an ancient well, what appeared in front of you was a tea shop.

The teahouse is not big, with a osmanthus tree several meters in diameter in front of it. The lush branches and leaves cover the space within a radius of several meters, and there are simple wooden tables and chairs underneath.

"Xiaofan, is Sixian taking a little tea?" Aunt Wang sat lazily under the osmanthus tree, watching Chu Fan and the others come from afar, and asked with a laugh.

"No, Sister Sixian and I went to Luoxia Lake for a trip, and I will have a drink when I come back..." Chu Fan also responded with a smile.

The tea in the teahouse is wild tea on the mountain. I heard that there is a very nice name called Recalling the Past. Drinking it in your mouth makes people feel immersed in the beautiful years of the past.

Recalling the past, it was delicious. Although Chu Fan had drunk many times but did not have the kind of beautiful mood that was lingering and immersed in the moonlight, it was indeed sweet and delicious, and it also revealed a faint special fragrance.

Of course, in this village and in this tea shop, drinking tea is not expensive. Aunt Wang’s task in the village is to make tea, so that villagers who go to the mountains to hunt or exercise can drink delicious tea.

At this time, Chu Fan had already walked past the teahouse and arrived at the square at the entrance of the village.

There is a huge stone tablet on the edge of the square, with five large blue characters engraved on it. The font is ancient and has a bit of fairy charm, and it is the "Shenxianxian and Demon-Sealing Stele".

The stone tablet is very abrupt. Since Mo Lingtian came to Yaowang Village, this stone tablet has stood here.

He once asked the old man in the village the origin of the stone tablet, and the old man said that the stone tablet is a legend in the village.

Tens of thousands of years ago, a genius of cultivation appeared in the village, which was favored by the Immortal Dao Pavilion. He was directly selected as a core disciple on the road to seeking immortality.

Later, the disciple lived up to expectations and surpassed the cultivation level of the Immortal Dao Pavilion in just a few years, which once greatly improved the reputation and strength of the Immortal Dao Pavilion within a radius of thousands of miles.

Later, in order to pursue a higher path, the disciple left the Immortal Dao Pavilion.

When he came back again, it was rumored that he had become an immortal king.

No one knows what realm the Immortal King is in this remote place in the fairy world, but someone has seen the disciple move the mountains and seas and the world change color.

Later, the disciple came to Yaowang Village and left this stone tablet, saying that it could suppress ghosts, monsters, gods and demons and protect the safety of the village.

But so many years have passed, that disciple has long become a legend. Xiandao Pavilion is still the same Xiandao Pavilion, and Yaowang Village is still the same Yaowang Village.

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The two walked side by side and soon arrived at the shore of Luoxia Lake.

Luoxia Lake, this is a very beautiful name.

The elderly in the village say that every 15th of the month, it is getting late. When dusk approaches, the sunset in the west of the sky will fall into this lake.

It sounds like it has a mythical atmosphere, but every evening, when the sun sets, there are indeed large areas of colorful clouds reflected in the lake, which is very beautiful.

Chu Fan and the others sat by the lake, watching the rippling waves on the lake, and from time to time, two koi were leaping on the water. The breeze was blowing and the mountains were blooming, giving a feeling of peace and quietness in time.

"Brother Xiaofan..."

Sixian hugged Chu Fan's arm and lay on his shoulders, and suddenly a trace of darkness rose in her eyes.

"Hmm?" Chu Fan looked down, his eyes full of gentleness.

"Brother Xiaofan, do you think I can enter the Immortal Dao Pavilion this time?" Sixian lowered her head and said in a dim tone, "I heard that the Immortal Dao Pavilion does not attract many people every time, and I have just taken the seventh level of spirit."

Chu Fan's heart trembled slightly, and he suddenly held the girl's shoulders, looked deeply at the twinkling eyes, and said solemnly: "You will definitely enter the Immortal Pagodao Pavilion. If you don't go in, I will always be with you. No matter what, we will be together..."

Looking at Chu Fan's serious expression, the girl showed a happy smile on her face, "Brother Xiaofan just needs to remember me. You must practice well and take me and grandpa to see the vast world outside in the future."

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ps: Second update! Brothers, I still ask for collection and recommendation votes! Gu Yue is working hard, and I hope that with your support, the Immortal Lord can bloom all over the sky!
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