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"Boss!" Fang Qi looked at his messenger jade.

"Lonely dean?"

Boss Fang replied: "This is the prize from the last event. Have you thought about what you want? Let me declare first, it can't be too powerful, otherwise my boss will go bankrupt."

Boss Fang said half-jokingly.

"Eh..." After a while, I saw Gu Tingyun replying, "The old man has already considered it."

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Regarding... the distribution of prizes in the last event, each shop and each sect is actually very humane. For example, Nanhua Sect, at this time, with the fingers of the Immortal Mo sword, a long sword with deep autumn water and an incomparably miraculous long sword came out of its sheath.

She proudly looked at Liu Ningyun next to her, fluttering her long eyelashes, and said with all her might, "Junior Sister, this is the famous fairy sword in "Legend of Sword and Fairy", the Wuchen Sword, Li Xiaoyao's best equipment , do you want to try it?"

"..." Liu Ningyun wanted to hit someone instantly, she stomped her feet and said, "...Sister, even if you give it to me, I won't take it!"

"Really..." Mo Xian handed the sword in front of her with a smile.

"Oh! Take it! Take it away!"

At this moment, a hand passed between the two of them, taking over Wuchen Jian.

I saw that she was a fairy-like woman with a dignified face and awe-free prestige.

The two hurriedly bowed and saluted: "I have seen Master."

"Xian'er." Master Xichi said, "Where is the Wuchen Sword..."

The dust-free sword in her hand held a sword flower, put it in the magic weapon storage, and said: "As a teacher, I have discussed it with several elders and the head teacher. You two are still young, and you are not suitable to be in charge of such a magic weapon." , Therefore, this Wuchen sword will be temporarily kept by the teacher on your behalf, and when you grow up..."

Mo Xian's face looked like he had gouged out a piece of meat: "!!!"

A heart is going crazy.

With a look of wanting to protest but shrinking, he muttered in a low voice: "You said the same thing about the New Year's money when we were young. You will not pay us back until we grow up!"

With puffed cheeks, a pair of beautiful eyes looked resentfully at the real Xichi, who was already in the air with his sword.

Liu Ningyun next to her shook her head and laughed, as if recalling the past, she comforted: "That's not senior sister, you sneaked down the mountain to play, and you even found a dozen 'high-quality' 'ancient artifacts', Still showing off in front of all the seniors and sisters..."

"Hee hee!" Yue Yan next to him snickered, "I know this too, I was so angry with Master at the time... And, the next year..."

Mo Xian's pretty face blushed: "..."

"Oh! You are just jealous that I have the Wuchen sword!" Immediately, a dragon claw scratched Yueyan's waist, for fear that she would expose more embarrassing things about her childhood.

"Hehehehe..." Several people suddenly laughed together and walked away with the sword light.

"It is said that a long, long time ago, in the barbaric era when human beings were still raw and blood-drinking, there was a god who was so tall, whose eyes were like thunder, and whose breath was like a gust of wind. All living beings are devoured... There is an immortal who taught people writing, etiquette, and..."

"Speaking of... don't we have myths here too..." Yue Yan suddenly said after arguing for a while.

"Yes, there is." Liu Ningyun pondered, "In Jiuhua City, there are still people who compile books and rewrite them into novels. I don't know if it's true."

"What is it called "Martial Immortal"?" Mo Xiandao, "I have seen it once."

"What I'm writing about is the latter. How can it be better than "Journey to the West"?"

"That's right... let's discuss Journey to the West. The 'Fa Tian Xiang Di' used by Sun Dasheng and Erlang Zhenjun, I don't know what kind of supernatural power it is, but it can make people so tall, I think it will break the sky It's..."

"Hey... look at Huang Quanhai..."

"Is the water rising? It rains every day, so it's normal for the water to rise! Anyway, except for half of the city, there is no one else around, so don't worry about it. Why are a group of monks afraid of rising water?"

In the dark night, the voice gradually faded away...

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Because half of the city is basically populated by monks and warriors, and there is a city's defensive circle, it is difficult to be hurt by ordinary water and fire. Even if it is completely swallowed by the flood and sinks to the bottom of the sea, it can still operate as usual.

But the almost uninterrupted rain for many days is by no means easy.

The flood... broke out!

Mountains, rivers, land, rain and waterfalls, all the way to the north of Dongxuan Dongtian where Fang Qi's shop is located, is located in the Dragon River Basin between Haotianzong and Dongxuan Dongtian.

The torrential turbid current, like an evil dragon, surged in this dark night with the wrath of the gods, like a catastrophe from heaven and earth, broke the dam in an instant, and engulfed ten thousand hectares of farmland.

Disasters always come quietly when people are unprepared.

In a small town by the river, at night, except for the sound of rain, there is only silence.

Or maybe... the sound of the heavy rain is too loud, it covers up all the sounds.

Faintly, a few coughing sounds came from a low house on the edge of the small town.

Then a dim light came on.

The lights fluctuate like that, and when the wind blows or the rain pours, they will be extinguished.

"Aniang...I can't sleep..." A waxy voice whimpered, "Erya is so scared..."

"Don't be afraid." A woman's voice seemed to be heard again, "This is because the immortals in the sky are angry. When their anger subsides, the thunderstorm will stop..."

"But when will the immortal's anger disappear." The waxy voice came out, "The monk in the town often said... If a person does something wrong or commits a crime, he will offend the heavens." But Erya didn’t do anything wrong... Can you tell the fairy in the sky that Erya really didn’t... Erya is very good... woo woo..."

"Stupid child...hey!"

Suddenly, there seemed to be a loud rumbling sound outside.

The sound seemed to be getting louder, and then there was a squeak, and the window was opened, and an oil paper lamp was shining outside the window. On the mountain outside, there seemed to be a black shadow, like an ink dragon, winding down.

It was near in an instant.

"Aniang—!" A mournful cry flashed in the dark night, and then was instantly swallowed up!

Completely extinct in the darkness.

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"Master! There seems to be something wrong down here!" In the sky, several streamers of light flashed across the sky.

Everyone in the Haotian School stood in the sky, their spiritual energy gathered in their eyes, and when they looked down, they saw a river mixed with countless mud, sand and stones, winding down like a black dragon.

Vaguely, one could hear a heart-piercing cry from below, and then was swallowed up.

It seems that a faint aura of light can be seen shining below, and in the light, it seems that a fairy sculpture can be vaguely seen.

They cried and prayed, hoping that the gods they prayed and bowed to would come and save them.

Then it quickly dimmed, followed by countless screams and wailing sounds, they fled in all directions in despair, and then...

The mountain behind them seemed to collapse along with it!

Facing the heaven and the earth, human beings seem as insignificant as reptiles on the ground.

Only endless despair welled up in my heart!

"Save people!" A roar came from the sky, and then countless dots of sword light fell down like a rain of swords!

At this moment, countless people kowtowed and knelt down, tears streaming down their faces. They... seemed to have seen the real, immortal!

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Jiuhua City store.

Fang Qi, who was resting on the sofa, looked at the shop by the way, holding a blue bound book with fine workmanship in his hand.

""Martial Immortal"...is this book still being updated?" Boss Fang casually flipped through two pages.

"Yes..." Shen Qingqing next to her took a sip of Coke.

"Hey... It's not good to get the name of this immortal. This is a person from ancient times. How can there be someone with the surname Fang?" Boss Fang Erlang said a little funnyly with his legs up and down.

"The sky is round and the place is square, why can't it work?" Shen Qing gave him a white look.

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PS: It's too late to cultivate immortals today, the next chapter will be more during the day..., sorry everyone