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Chapter 113 Tianquan Mutation
"The shopkeeper~~~~~~"

Gentiana:………

"Shut up, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah!"

In the courtyard, He Xiaoyun, who was basking in the sun, and Shen Yue, who was stumbling and practicing swords according to the sword manual, were both in a state of tremor. I don't know why Gentiana Qin roared so suddenly.

"Who is talking? Forget it, it must be something mysterious."

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In the east of Changxi Continent, there is a mountain named Fushan, covered with white mandala flowers, like clouds and snow, so Fushan is also called Snow Mountain and Yunshan.

Fushan is the first of the Three Saints and Five Divinations of Changxi.

Three Saints: Holy Mountain Fushan, Holy Lake Xiuhong Lake, and Holy Temple Qingfeng Terrace.

Five different things: a strange army, a wandering god, a different city Fengdu, a different maple forest, a different cave and a sky, and a different building.

Above the floating mountain, the cloud layer is the boundary, below the cloud layer are ordinary sentient beings, and above the cloud layer is the world's largest sect - Fengyun Sect.

A marble altar on the top of the mountain is both an altar and a teleportation array.

Above the clouds, on the side of the Fushan Mountain, there are a total of [-] Xuanshan Mountains, which are said to be set up by the seventh generation head of the sect due to too many disciples.

At that time, the head of the sect wanted to set up the 81 Fangxuan Mountain, but God failed to fulfill his wishes. The No. 80 Xuanshan was just set up, and it was blown up by the thunder. The head suddenly realized: "The Fushan Mountain is already a mystery, and the 81 Mountain is actually a real mystery. Superfluous!"

Therefore, there are only eighty mysterious mountains left in the sky.

In Xuanshan, 36 buildings are set up as the sect's main temple, main hall, lobby, reception hall, library, secret meeting place and several martial arts training grounds, and are used for the management of each of the eighteen tribes.

There are also 36 disciples' houses and eight pure and elegant places, among which the scenery back home is the best.

A piece of bamboo, three ounces of peach blossoms, and mandala flowers everywhere, even if they look at them for tens of millions of years, Shangguan Jade will not be annoyed.Come and take a look when you are in a bad mood, it will make you happy and comfortable.

A stream lies in the middle, starting from a spiritual spring in the depths of the bamboo forest. The stream flows on the cliff and pours into the center of the altar. It is the root of Fengyun Sect. It is called Tianquan. If it is exhausted, Fengyun Sect will cease to exist.

Fengyun Sect has been established for thousands of years, and there have been several catastrophes. Although Tianquan has shrunk, it has never dried up. It is said that at first, Tianquan was called Lingyun Pillar, because Tianquan used to be as thick as beams and pillars, but now it is not. The rest of my arms are thick.

Now, Shangguanyu watched Tianquan suddenly shrink to the width of two fingers, and suddenly felt bad.

The master and uncles are all in retreat, and many fellow disciples have gone down the mountain to practice, and they also want to find out the news of the evil cultivator, the sect's defense is empty, and it is dangerous for the disciples to be scattered outside, he must make a decision early.

"Junior brother Jinxuan, please trouble you. I have ordered my brothers who have traveled across the four continents to return to the mountain quickly. Don't make unnecessary entanglements or delays."

"Yes, Big Brother."

"Ouch," Zhang Zhaoping waved his folding fan, "isn't it just a broken spring, is it worth it?"

The folding fan is made of peach wood, simple and elegant, restrained and low-key, the fan bone is not carved, it looks quite old and rounded, but the Xanadu on the fan surface is obviously newly painted, the ink is heavy, destroying the whole fan. style.

It is said to be a peach garden, but the peach grove is made of cinnabar red. It is plain and white without the beauty of the peach garden. Instead, it makes the green mountains darker. This is strong, and the entire fan has a strong smell of murder.

"Don't talk nonsense, the head of the seventh generation is the person with the highest cultivation in my sect, and he was already at the peak of the god transformation back then, only one point away—"

"That's also a transformation of a god, not a virtual refinement, so don't talk about it."

Shangguan Yu: →_→

"The accomplishments of the seven generations of sect masters are far beyond my generation's reach."

"I know, isn't it what he said, the spring is gone, Fengyunzong is gone? Although the spring has become smaller, isn't it still there now? It means that your lives should not die, so don't worry about it."

Shangguan Yu: ...

(End of this chapter)