Fanhai Town, Wuyangcheng, Shengzhou.

Recently, this nameless town was crowded with groups of cultivators coming from various prefectures because it was close to the mouth of the North Sea. Whether it was restaurants and tea shops, or streets and alleys, it was crowded with people.

There is only one purpose for these cultivators to gather here, which is to wait for the next sea boat leading to Kunlun to rush to the Shanhaihui Association.

The Kunlun Prefecture of Zuzhou is very special in the ten prefectures. It is adjacent to the North Sea in the south and the Kunlun Mountains in the east. When you cross the Kunlun Mountains, you will be surrounded by a vast sea. It is separated from Shengzhou in the west by a natural chasing abyss of tens of thousands of miles. To the north is the Beiming Kuhan Wasteland.

It is precisely because of this special geographical location that since ancient times, there has been only a distance to Kunlun.

Even some cultivators with extremely high cultivation levels cannot fly several natural chasms and cross tens of thousands of miles of seas. And even if you are able to do it, you don’t have to be unable to get along with your own body. If you fly down tens of thousands of miles of seas, no one will be able to lose it. If you accidentally fall into the natural chasms or deep seas, even if you don’t die, you will be torn off by the monsters at the bottom of the sea.

In general, it's thankless.

"I know that all the heroes in this restaurant rest here just to rush to the Shanhaihui Association. But do you know the origin of the Shanhaihui Association?"

In a restaurant called Guanhailou, a bookmaker asked the drinker below with a smug look on his face.

"Is Shanhai just to select the strongest cultivators of the ten states and the strongest sects of the ten states? Where do we come from so many things?"

A tall man threw the wine bowl on the table and said in a rough voice.

“No, no.”

The old storyteller rolled his fingers with the greasy goatee beard at the corner of his mouth, and said incredible.

"Then you say that if you can't tell me, I won't slap you in the mouth."

Seeing that the tall cultivator's face was flushed, it seemed that he was about to get angry.

The bookmaker didn't dare to keep him in hiding, so he continued seriously:

"To investigate the origin of this Shanhai Society, we have to talk about this ancestral state first.

"Not including the Fangcunzhou of the Dragon Clan and the Fenglinzhou of the Demon Clan, this Zuzhou is the largest prefecture in the ten prefectures, and its vast area is almost equivalent to ten prefectures.

"And this ancestral state is not only the vastest area in the ten states, but also the most abundant spiritual energy in the ten states.

"There are three veins of Guangling, one in the Kunlun Mountains, the other in the North Sea, and one in the west of the Tianjian Abyss.

"And among these three spiritual veins, the spiritual power that belongs to the Kunlun Mountains is the most abundant. Because of the back of the sea, as long as the cave is built at the top of the Kunlun Mountains, the vast spiritual energy above the sea will be inexhaustible and useless. It is truly a treasure land with unique strength.

"Besides, this Kunlun Mountains is thousands of miles high, covering an area of ​​thousands of miles, and even a small prefecture. But no matter how large it is, it will never be able to accommodate the entire Kunlun Prefecture or even the entire ten prefectures.

"So since ancient times, the countless immortal spirit caves in Kunlun Mountain have been a must-fight for cultivators. The battles caused by the battle for the spiritual caves have occurred almost every moment. This long-term battle has not only caused the lives of the ten states to suffer, but also caused some sects to lose many young monks with potential.

"For this reason, several ancient sects led by Hunyuan Sect jointly created this Shanhaihui, which restricted the original chaotic fight under the rules, which not only reduced casualties among cultivators, but also allowed powerful sects and sects to obtain the qualification to establish sect temples in Kunlun Mountain."

After saying so much in one breath, the bookmaker stopped and took a sip of tea.

"Can the sect that won the Shanhaihui Society still set up a temple in Kunlun Mountain? Old man, are you kidding us, why haven't I heard of it before?"

A young monk in gorgeous clothes sneered.

"Young hero, you don't know anything now."

The bookmaker didn't care about the ridicule of this young man.

"About a thousand years ago, this rule continued until the Hunyuan Sect, the largest sect in the ten states, fell apart a thousand years ago, and Kunlun fell into a melee for three hundred years. After this melee ended, Kunlun Mansion began to be controlled by the seven major families. After that, the Shanhaihui no longer had the reward of allowing the establishment of a temple."

The bookmaker told the story in a casual manner.

"I'm afraid you made this up. A storyteller can make up everything for a few rewards."

The young monk sneered.

"Young hero is wronged. Don't look at me like this. When I was young, I also created a name for myself. I had no choice but to fall into the state of destiny and nothing happened."

The bookmaker sighed.

However, an old beggar man who was ragged and ragged in a mess and made some rewards by making some money by making a fuss, actually said that he had created a name when he was young, and it became a joke in the eyes of these drinkers in the restaurant.

There was a burst of laughter in the restaurant immediately.

What he said just now seemed even less convincing to everyone.

"Smile, what's the laughter? What's the laughter? What's the laughter? What's the laughter? "

Amid this laughter, a voice of a woman who was speechless suddenly rang out.

Although the woman's voice was a bit loud, it was as crisp as an oriole, which was very beautiful, which contrasted with the rude and thick male voice of the restaurant, attracting the attention of a group of drinkers.

Everyone looked in the voice and found that the person who was speaking was a woman in yellow with flushed cheeks and drunken eyes. The woman was half lying on the table and was picking up a small jar of wine and pouring it into her mouth.

Although this woman in yellow looks drunk, she is impeccable in her eyebrows, eyes, face and figure. Her drunken peach eyes are even more beautiful at this time.

Just now, because the restaurant was noisy, no one noticed the existence of this woman. At this time, many people were stunned for a moment.

"What are you looking at? A bunch of... … … … trash, even if you don't know the origin of Shanhaihui, you're not as good as an old man."

The woman in yellow burps and scolds everyone.

"Where did the girl movie get involved? She is so uneducated."

"What are you talking about when we are trash?"

This sound of waste immediately angered a group of arrogant cultivators in the restaurant.

"I get drunk in broad daylight. I think you are not a waste, but a man's plaything."

Someone even said humiliatingly with a lewd smile.

With this person starting, more drinkers began to make excuses, and they all drank a lot of wine, and for a moment the restaurant was full of dirty words.

Even some bold lustful people walked directly to the woman in yellow clothes to prepare to touch her.

"Playing? Who else dares to play with this girl?"
Chapter completed!