Vol 3 Chapter 92: prelude

Chapter 92 Prologue
Days go by, as the four famous gates gradually converge in Tianhong City, the news that the Fairy Fair is preparing to hold a secret but unprecedented lottery trade fair is finally spread, and the world is shaking for a while, countless The eyes of the cultivation world are all focused on this giant capital. New·Dagger·Qi·中·文·网·.
There are tens of thousands of monks in the world, of course, not just those of the four famous sects. Although the four sects are indeed standing on the pinnacle of the Hongmeng cultivation world and will not fall for ten thousand years, there are still a lot of talents in the cultivation world. .
In just a few days, in the original bustling scene of Tianhong City, the number of monks has faintly increased, and even on the street outside the Qingshan Inn, you can see many stop-and-go pointers. Monk.
In this incident, the position of the Four Sects is very eye-catching. Although there have been countless speculations and discussions about this world’s first chamber of commerce and many monks in the world, this time the move is obvious. It can be seen that the Immortal Association really has an unusual relationship with the giants of the four sects.
Some old rumors that have been circulated in the past have also resurfaced in these days. For example, the time when the Fairy Society was established is almost at the same time as the Four Zhengming Gates. They are all passed on for thousands of years. They are privately between each other. Collusion, controlling all the powers of the entire human race in the Hongmeng world, etc.
Rumors are always shocking, exciting and full of temptations, especially such words with conspiracy and intrigue elements, which make people want to believe. A casual cultivator who has worked so hard all his life, and if there is no chance, he may not be able to compare with an ordinary disciple of the four sects, so why did the monastic institute come?
Where is the misty fairy road?
Is my aptitude and talents insufficient, or is this road no longer feasible? Is the entrance controlled by those powerful and powerful, even if I work hard, I can't rise up?
This kind of atmosphere and this kind of mood is really easy to accept, especially for many casual cultivators who have been down for a lifetime.
However, these rumors full of resentment from the outside world basically did not have much impact on the Sizheng Mingmen and the Fairy Society. No matter how many ants complained, it was still ants, and the giant would not take another look. The elders who know these trends don't care. Hasn't this kind of thing been uncommon for thousands of years? And few ordinary disciples even feel this kind of sentiment from the outside world. Everyone is a high-ranking disciple, who would unexpectedly face those thoughts of casual cultivation.
In the Lingxiao Sect, Shen Shi is actually a somewhat different person. This difference is not that he is noticeable, but that he has experienced many things over the years, including growing up in shops and returning The experience of continual adventure hunting for the spirit crystal made him more intimate than ordinary disciples.
He would go to the shops where casual cultivators gathered more often than most Lingxiaozong disciples. He would appear silently and unobtrusively among the casual cultivators on the street, passing quietly and without the kind of famous disciples. Arrogance will not be discovered by casual repairs. So in the past few days, when he went out for a walk in his spare time, he quickly felt that outside the four gates, many monks seemed to have some inexplicable grievances compared with the past.
This kind of resentment is a bit strange, because the four sects, including the Immortal Society, did not harm most ordinary monks. They just wanted to privately dispose of the treasures they had worked so hard, but the people outside were dissatisfied.
Why can the extremely precious treasures in the legend have always belonged to these famous schools? No matter why everyone is human, you will always be superior...
After much deliberation, they are nothing more than similar unfair thoughts. They are not uncommon but are especially irritating. There are always various selfishness under the slogan of justice, but there is nothing wrong with this. , Who doesn't want to be a master?
I am angry and annoyed, of course because I am not a master!
Shen Shi likes to wander the streets of many shops in Tianhong City, so he quickly became aware of the sentiment among the many casual practitioners in the city, including various rumors.
At the beginning, Shen Shi was a little surprised, because now the event of the Fairy Society has become the most popular event in Hongcheng as it is today. Almost all the monks are talking about it. Correspondingly, the number of monks who complained and dissatisfied with this, especially the number of casual cultivators is really quite large.
No matter where Shen Shi goes, you can almost hear similar complaints. Among them, some monks are curious and envy, and want to take a look at the legendary monster treasures; but more people have begun to curse at the meeting. These famous sects and gods will meet.
This discovery made Shen Shi a little surprised at the very beginning, because in his impression, the gods would not to mention, the four righteous gates are of course very lofty existences in the minds of the monks in the world, and they are in charge of the world's cultivation. Countless people break their heads and think that they are going to squeeze into the threshold of the four righteous names. They are even more symbols of justice, because these four sects are descendants of the saints who led the human race to entrust the demon race to slavery.
There is hardly any school in the world that is more orthodox and fairer than the Four Zhengming Gates. Probably in the minds of many people, from the time they knew that the cultivation world knew the Four Zhengming Gates, they took it for granted. It is to dominate the entire human cultivation world.
In the past, Shen Shi never felt that there was anything wrong with this idea. As an ordinary person, he was very proud of being a member of the Lingxiao Sect, but this time he clearly felt it. There were more monks who were dissatisfied with the famous family than he had imagined.
Why is that?
When Shen Shi stood on the street and heard the gossip and dissatisfaction around him, he asked himself with some doubts in his heart. He is not a pedantic person. Of course, he can imagine that there will always be a few people who will be dissatisfied with the four justices, but so many people feel resentful and seem to have a vague feeling of something wrong.
Speaking of it, in fact, similar things have not happened in the past long years. How many years have been the four righteous names, maybe... this is just an ordinary complaint?
Shen Shi watched with cold eyes for a day or two. During these days, he rarely stayed in the inn, and almost always wandered in Tianhong City, but gradually, he also discovered that most of the monks who complained in Hongcheng that day were actually Most are just talking about it.
No matter how fierce the words were, no matter how indignation they were, no one would really dare to stand up and shout something like defeating the Four Righteous Gates and defeating the Fairy Society. And Shen Shi had originally wanted to report to the elders of the sect, but it slowly faded in the observation these few days.
Because he gradually wanted to understand one thing: these days, everyone is smart. Everyone is too smart. Almost everyone thinks thoroughly about the causes and consequences of things. No one wants to stand up and be the first bird. Everyone is annoyed and complains, and that's almost it. Moreover, the Central Hall of the Fairy Hall is in this Tianhong City, and the power is deeply rooted, and it is absolutely pervasive. Does the Fairy Hall know these news and rumors?
Since the Immortal Association did not move, and the many elders of the Four Righteous Gates did not care about it at all, Shen Shi smiled sullenly in the end, thinking it was nothing more than that.
After all, Sizheng Mingmen will remain so high and immortal, and casual cultivator will eventually be casual cultivator, just like a dog. On weekdays, he barked a few times when there was no one. If he threw a fleshy bone in the past, he would immediately rush up and wag his tail, wishing to immediately follow his master.
It was just thought that at the end, Shen Shi suddenly stayed for a while, thinking that if he said that, he seemed to be one of the wild dogs. Is it just a wild dog that has eaten flesh and bones?
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This inexplicable and weird thought made Shen Shi depressed for a while, wondering if he was too idle, that's why he thought there was nothing like this. If you really want to say that, who is not a wild dog that day?
Could it be that only the descendants of those saints are human? Um, those from aristocratic families with deep backgrounds/fields are also counted?
In his mind, he couldn't help but pass his friends over. Shen Shi was a little surprised to find that the friends he made were actually, seemingly, most of these people: Sun You, Gan Ze, Zhong Qinglu, Zhong Qingzhu, Xu Xueying ...Even He Xiaomei, I heard that in her hometown, she also came from a local cultivator.
There was really no background or background, but in the end, there was only one Ling Chunni left.
After trying to understand this fact, Shen Shi was silent for a long time, and then for a moment, he suddenly missed that charming and beautiful woman. It was really a long time since he saw her.
I wonder what she is doing now?
That day, Shen Shi was standing on the street thoughtfully. When he looked up at the sky, he was thinking that way.
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The same day, the same moment.
Beyond the thousands of mountains and rivers, the far end of the world, and the place where Acacia would be cut off, Ling Chunni walked alone into a desolate ruin.
This is no longer the main world of Hongmeng, it is somewhere in another world.
Before the ancient years, this ruin was a lively city, and many people lived here, because in the core of the city, there was an ancient and mysterious ancient teleportation circle. It connects the exchanges between the two realms. Like most places in Hongmeng World, it has become a prosperous place.
It was only later that the realm opposite the teleportation circle suddenly became a on earth, and no one could pass it anymore. From then on, the city gradually declined until it was abandoned.
Ling Chunni exhaled lightly, stretched out her white fingers and stroked the hair at the corner of her forehead, with a smile on her face.
When the mountains and rivers came here, she suddenly thought, raised her head and glanced at the sky.
The sky is clear.
A white cloud hung far in the sky, drifting gently.
(There will be more codewords later.)