Vol 5 Chapter 12: Another year of the twelfth lunar month

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In the following days, Meng Chuan still went to Qiandao Cave to practice his sword every morning, and Liu Qiyue also increased his training time in the'ground fire magma pool'.
In the afternoon, Meng Chuan was painting and Liu Qiyue was watching and learning to write.
For July, drawing is too difficult, or writing with brush is easy. Every time the two looked up and saw each other, their eyes met, and they just smiled.
After that, the two will learn from each other at the peak of Jingmingfeng.
For a while, Liu July shot arrows, and Meng Chuan resisted. For a while, Meng Chuan chased Liu July close, and Liu July fled.
The two of them went in pairs, and there was no more cover.
At the seminar, both of them were much more intimate when they were speaking at the Dongtian Pavilion, so that many male gods and demons who wanted to pursue Liu Qiyue, as well as some female gods and demons who were some interested in Mengchuan, could only sigh helplessly. .
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From autumn to winter, from withered leaves to heavy snow, Meng Chuan and Liu July live their small days like this.
At night, I practiced medicine medicine for more than two hours, which was carried out every day, as if tortured in every day, and I was also mentally exhausted. But every time after being boiled, there was rice porridge cooked in July, which made Meng Chuan more determined to resist the pain and torture.
"Fifteen days... thirty days... fifty days... eighty days..." Meng Chuan remembered the number of days in the eighth practice, and he felt a sense of accomplishment every time he came through from pain and torture. It's close to the eight exercises.
It was finally the 120th day.
This is the last day of Ba Lian. Coincidentally, this day is the 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month, the day when new disciples get started.
At the beginning of Yuan Dynasty, Chonghuang Peak and Chixue Cliff.
The entry ceremony is in progress.
"...These images are a total of fifteen thousand two hundred and eighty-three gods and demon..." The Lord of the Yuan Dynasty was talking to the new disciples.
Beside the gods and demons, the old disciples who did not become gods and demons watch the ceremony, Meng Chuan is one of the old disciples.
He listened to the introduction of the mountain master and secretly sighed: "Last year was fifteen thousand two hundred and seventy-one gods and demons. In just one year, twelve gods and gods died in early Yuan Dynasty?"
If many ordinary gods and demons are counted, there will be more gods and demons dying throughout the Great Zhou Dynasty. I am afraid there will be about 60 people. If you look at the whole world, there are about two hundred deities who have died in one year. The gods and demons were either killed in the battlefield or seriously injured and returned to their hometown to die. In the long-term war with the demon clan, there are few gods and devils who can reach the life limit.
So many gods and demons have been lost in a year, so it is conceivable how fierce the war in the whole world is.
The human race can still maintain prosperity. Many people in the city can still drink and have fun, and the population is large enough. It is precisely because the gods and demons are chasing and killing the demon clan, and a large number of ordinary people who have reached the realm of washing the spirit to perform military service. After forcing the demon to enter the human race world, either hide or rush in and slaughter as soon as possible!
"I really want to practice as soon as possible and go down the mountain to kill those demons." Meng Chuan said silently.

That night.
The steam in the bath was rising, and Meng Chuan was still suffering. His heart was a practice of will.
"The last day."
"One hundred and twenty days, one day without stopping, I have practiced to the last day." Meng Chuan has a sense of accomplishment. Although he has set a plan for himself, he also understands that he has experienced more than two hours a day. Torment, how difficult it is to last 120 days. He really did.
Meng Chuan didn't bite the towel anymore, but he still held the stone wall tightly with his hands, his body was red, blood vessels were raised, and some blood spots even penetrated on the surface of the skin.
This pain is the deepest part of the body. Even today, the pain is difficult to endure, and it is all upheld by will.
The pain finally subsided, and the whole body became light and comfortable again.
Meng Chuan knows that the Jin Wusha absorbed today has been completely refined and no longer damages the body in any way.
"Hmm." As soon as the finger stretched out, the black and golden spirit condensed and appeared at the tip of the finger, and it was extremely destructive. Meng Chuan nodded slightly: "Eight exercises are successful."
Immediately, he got up, evaporated all the water droplets, and put on his personal robe to go out.
Liu Qiyue Xiaoyinyin stood in the corridor and looked at Meng Chuan: "Achuan, congratulations, you finally succeeded in Balian."
"Huh." Meng Chuan couldn't hide his joy, "finally got it done."
"It's really not easy to practice Eight Refining." Liu Qiyue said, "It was still eighty-three years ago that the mountain of Thunder Cultivation Demon reached the Eighth Refinement Realm. The last Thunder Destruction World reached nine. The practice is more than two hundred years ago. A Chuan you have achieved eight cultivations now, and you are expected to reach the level of nine cultivations again."
"Jiulian is not easy." Meng Chuan smiled. "Let's go drink porridge."
"To celebrate your achievements in the eight exercises today, I also made a few more dishes." Liu Qiyue pretended to be mysterious.
The two went into the hall together, and the dishes on the table were indeed very rich.
The two sat down and ate.
Meng Chuan seemed happy to eat, but actually remembered many things.
"What's wrong, what do you think?" Liu Qiyue asked.
"You just mentioned that the predecessors of Yuanchu Mountain who cultivated the Thunder Destroyer, one was eighty-three years ago, and the other was more than two hundred years ago." Meng Chuan said softly, "I practice this method carefully. Knowing history. The brother named Gao Cong eighty-three years ago, cultivated to the level of the gods and demons in the Great Sun. The practice more than two hundred years ago reached the level of gods and demons in Fenghou."
"I know, it's Guihaihou." Liu Qiyue even said.
Meng Chuan nodded: "How did Gui Haihou die, do you know?"
Liu Qiyue froze, shaking his head gently.
"I checked carefully." Meng Chuan said, "Gao Cong died in Jiuquguan thirty-six years ago. At that time, the world entrance of Jiuquguan expanded, and more than thirty Triple Heavenly Demon Kings poured in. There are more than one hundred double demon kings. Jiuquguan was directly defeated, and seven gods and demons including Gao Cong were killed in battle. Jiuquguan is now a medium-sized city gate, and Jiuquhou sits on it."
A long time ago, the human race world originally had no demon clan, and the fighting was also a human clan fighting.
But beginning eight hundred years ago, many world entrances appeared, connecting the human race world and the demon world.
The entrance to the world was rare at the beginning, and the entrance was very small.
Gradually……
There are more and more entrances to the world, and they are expanding. The Great Zhou Dynasty now has seven major cities, and the number of small and medium-sized cities is even more alarming.
At the beginning, Jiuquguan encountered the expansion of world entrance.
"It's common for Gao Cong to fight the dead city gate." Meng Chuan shook his head gently. "And returning to Haihou, he has reached the Nine Refining Realm. The five-fold demon king of the demon clan is difficult to hunt him down. I have carefully checked, and according to the books in the mountains of Yuan Dynasty, he performed a special task and eventually died."
"Special mission?" Liu Qiyue was also puzzled.
"I don't know what the task is. We are not even gods and demons. Many things are still hiding from us." Meng Chuan gently shook his head. "A senior who has reached the Eighth Refining Realm and a senior who has reached the Nine Refining Realm are all because of their respective Died for a reason."
"Although there are war dead, but our human race has also appeared more powerful demon." Liu Qiyue said.
Meng Chuan also nodded, showing a smile.
indeed so.
Perhaps under extreme pressure, the entire race of the human race desperately cultivated and performed military service on a large scale, forcing many people to explode their potential. Or war may hone every and demon, so in the last 800 years of the human race, there have indeed been more powerful gods and demons than in the past. Although there are occasional deaths of Fenghou God Demon and Feng King God Demon, there will also be new ones.
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the next day.
Meng Chuan came to Chonghuang Feng's treasure house alone.
"Master Mengchuan?" The man in the green robe at the counter in the treasure house looked at Meng Chuan with a smile, "I don't know what happened to Master Mengchuan?"
"I want to get a bottle of Liuyusha." Meng Chuan said.
"A bottle of six desires requires three thousand credits." Qingpao man smiled.
"My Thunder Destroyer has reached Eight Refining Realms, and I can receive it for free." Meng Chuan said, it takes ninety bottles to fully practice it. Is it really worth the effort? He can't afford it!
"Get it for free?" The Qingpao man was taken aback. Haven't heard of it in years?
"Master Meng Chuan, please wait a moment, I will invite the elders." The Qingpao man said quickly.