Shushan.

On the top of the mountains in Nanling, looking at the moon to reach the top of the tower.

There are immortals in Luofu.

Ranked in the void.

The sword energy is 800 miles wide, and it does not care about the common people or ghosts and gods.

Kill it!

Shushan is a complete sword cultivation system.

As far as the Qingling Immortal Realm, the following are the Netherworld Yellow Springs.

Similarly, the origin of this Taoist dynasty comes from Daxia.

Unlike the Zhoutian Star Dou in mythology, there are not one after another of the immortal ancestors who are circulated from Pangu mythology.

This is a legend shaped by the mortals.

Walk with a sword in the troubled times of demons.

Break through all obstacles from the monsters in the mountains and fields.

The long sword in his hand comes from the iron furnace, and the hero is sharp, just for a burst of blood in his chest.

The floating mountain rises in the mortal world, thousands of sword spirits, missing the heroic souls of the past years.

The ultimate purpose of its existence is to let this sacred mountain rise into the sky and the Qingling Immortal Realm, or sink into the Nine Nethers of the Underworld, and find those sword masters who have long left.

This sacred mountain was not born from the origin of chaos.

Instead, it was transported from the real world by the powerful people of the Qingling Immortal World...

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Life in Shushan is very expensive.

This sacred mountain almost contains all the beautiful yearnings of the mortal world for the immortal world.

Life in the sea of ​​clouds.

There is a white jade pavilion.

There are green lotus all over the pond.

There is a rainbow bridge walking.

There are thousands of sword immortals.

At the highest point of the floating peaks of Shushan Mountain, at the top of the mountain, the top of the sacred mountain that was given to Luofu by immortals, a bronze bell rings without a phoenix.

Dong.

Dong.

Dong.

Walking through the water pavilions and mountains, the Shushan Gate looked up.

Just now, the "Immortal Bell" that had never sounded a thousand years ago has now dropped copper rust, revealing its originally golden surface.

There are thousands of demons on one side.

The other side.

Kill it!

The bronze bell is golden, and the wall carved on it is extremely vivid. It is said that this bell was once a legacy of a certain ancestor of the Immortal Mountain of Luofu. Since the ascension of that ancestor, the bronze bell has sealed itself.

But who would have thought that it would ring again today?

This is a big deal.

If the god clock is revived, I am afraid that it would be a great monk who can suppress his luck in Shushan.

Many people on Luofu Mountain were delighted.

Compared with the sound of the divine bell, in the mundane world below, a small sword cultivator who traveled through the sea of ​​clouds to Shushan seemed to be just a slightly surprising little episode?

No one cares.

Even though he has an extraordinary identity, he is the priest of the present Qin Dynasty.

But for thousands of years, many princes and princes of ordinary dynasties have come to Shushan to see the fairy face. What are the more of a mere bureaucrat?

Shushan, Luofu.

Life here is like a fairy palace descending on earth.

Naturally, all living in the Immortal Palace are all immortals.

The magic power of the immortal.

The feelings of immortals.

The mystery of the immortal.

The arrogance of the immortal.

When they celebrated the bronze bell rang again, three days had passed.

A very short three days.

For mortals, it is just a blink of an eye, not to mention that they are five times, ten times, or even more immortals who live a lifespan than ordinary mortals.

Isn't it normal for a celebration to take three days?

As for which outsider will be upset?

Why should they take care of the mood of ordinary people?

It was not until the birthday of the immortal bell was celebrated that the Jindan monk who was in charge of guarding the Shushan gate returned from Luofu Main Peak with a festive face.

Keep the door.

Raise cranes.

Companion with the sea of ​​clouds.

Open the immortal bridge for the senior brothers Zhu Feng who went out to subdue demons and eliminate demons.

This is the job as the gatekeeper of Shushan.

Very boring.

Very lonely.

Although he spends most of his time practicing, whenever he wakes up from sudden enlightenment and looks at the empty sea of ​​clouds in front of him, he will feel a sense of emptiness from the bottom of his heart.

By the way.

When he was bored, he wrote several novels and threw them into the mortal world.

The novel is called...

Shushan!

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The sun rises eastward and the sunset sets.

“Another boring day.”

Squatting in front of the White Stone Gate, the gatekeeper wearing silver-white armor was bored and angry.

He saw the mortal in front of the door.

He carried two evil swords on his back and a bald head was pressed on his shoulders.

To be precise, he had already seen him on the first day of his arrival.

But at that time, there were seven days before the opening period of Shushan, but the immortal bell was revived again. How could he have time to pay attention to a mortal?

But now it's different.

He is bored.

I was so bored that I counted all the seven thousand six hundred and twenty-six sword clouds in front of me.

Therefore, he was going to violate the rules of Shushan a little.

for example....

Go and say hello to that mortal?

"Good idea!"

Thinking of this, the gatekeeper threw his sword in front of the door, and watched it turn into his own appearance, the gatekeeper bowed to it with a smile.
To be continued...