The endless peaks extend to the horizon. Some go deep into the clouds, like banished immortals covered with gauze, and some are deep valleys and silence. In this mountain that connects the world, there are countless treasures of heaven and earth. It is not uncommon for ginseng spirits that are rare in thousands of years. There are also real dragons and unicorns wandering, cranes dancing together, and phoenix masterpieces.

Above these mountains, among the white clouds, there are even floating sacred mountains that are bound to suppress the heaven and earth, blooming endlessly, with countless pavilions and towers, just like the sky, as bright as the sun, as bright as the bright moon, and a scene of a blessed fairyland.

Such a holy land is more than ten thousand times larger than the Sword-Worshiping Sect in the distant sky? If one of the prides of heaven stands up, he may be able to destroy everything in the Sword-Worshiping Sect by turning his hands.

This is a holy place for cultivation. The magnificent energy of heaven and earth fills every inch of space. Some forests are condensing into entities, jumping out of the mountains and forests like elves. If Tang Tian practices here, as long as the level is sufficient, his strength will probably increase endlessly. I don’t know how many demons and monsters you have to kill to collect the magnificent power of the holy land.

With this holy land suppressed between heaven and earth, there is no evil feeling of aliens approaching in a vast area, it really creates a pure land.

This holy land, named Haotian, is nowhere to be founded by whom it was founded, but you can know at a moment that the person who can create such a holy land must be a super powerful person who is shocking.

In the Holy Land of Haotian, one cultivates the righteous spirit. The sounds of gentle and lively permeate the entire holy land, just like an immortal telling the truth, making people fascinated.

In the Holy Land of Haotian, people do not practice martial arts, do not practice Zen and understand magic, and use reading the true texts of sages as their path to practice. The piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are auxiliary, and poetry, songs and essays are entertainment. It can be said that in this Holy Land, those who have achieved a little success in their practice are all talented men and poets.

Here, in the Holy Land of the Great Heaven, above a mountain, outside the Accord, a handsome young man in a white robe stood outside the Accord, holding a folding fan in one hand and a brocade book in the other hand, and said to the Accord in a fascinating manner: "Junior sister, don't you understand my infatuation with you? For so many days, I have recited poems and painted for you every day, and I have always been with you. Even if my heart is so hard-hearted, right? Why are you so cruel to me? The so-called good lady and gentleman. Why don't you give me a chance to pursue you? You are so cruel to keep me out of the door."

"Senior brother, I respect you as a gentleman who is well-read, but don't you think it's shameless to pursue a married man with a stern face?"? While the young man was chattering, a cold voice filled with annoyance came from the Accord, and a hint of helplessness.

"Junior sister, you used this reason to make me foolish. I don't believe it. Beautiful as you, if an banished immortal is in the dust, like a bright moon in the sky, who can be worthy of you? You said you already have a husband, but what kind of bastard is so disregarding you and let you wander in this wild world? So, junior sister, you have been lying to me. There is no husband at all," the young man said slowly. After his face, he really humiliated his manners.

"I'm asking for my heart. If you dare to say that my husband's words are not right, do you believe it or not, I'll chop you alive?" The voice in Accord became cold again, as cold as ice.

"Okay, okay. Junior sister, I was wrong. I shouldn't say that to your future husband, but it's disappointing for you to hide from me like this. Even though my junior sister doesn't feel anything about me, as a fellow student, is it disappointing for me to refuse like this? Junior sister, there is a poetry party in Benfeng in the afternoon. Can the junior sister go and see it with me?" The young man said without any discouragement outside the door.

"There is nothing good to look at. You go. I will go down the mountain with my senior sister and others to kill the demons later. Moreover, don't come to me in the future. My husband is very domineering. If he lets him know that you are entangled with me like this, you will not have a good ending," said the cold voice in the Accord.

"Junior sister, are you really so cruel?" The young man said heartbrokenly, as if his heart was almost broken. The Accord was silent, and no one answered him. The guy said unwillingly: "Since the junior sister doesn't want to go to the poetry party with me, then I and my junior sister, can you go down the mountain to kill the demons? This will also protect the junior sister."

"Get out..." A cold and angry voice came from the Accord, which showed how angry the other party was.

The expression on the young scholar's face was frozen, and he finally sighed and said, "As time goes by, people's hearts, junior sister, one day you will understand my feelings for you. I will be loyal to the bright moon, but the bright moon shines on the ditch. I love my junior sister and will never give up."

After the young man finished speaking, he left with a down-and-out look, but his face was a little ferocious when he turned around. "If it weren't for the master's instructions, the genius would beg for you in such a shameful way. When I captured your heart and got what the master wanted, I would see how I torture you." Bai Wenxin thought fiercely.

In the Accord, Zhao Yue'er was wearing white clothes and sat alone on the dressing table. She looked at her beautiful face in the mirror and sighed slowly.

She was twenty years old at the beginning of the end of the world. After experiencing the ten years of the end of the world, the years have left no trace on her face. It is still the first time Tang Tian saw him that look. No, after 10 years of the end of the world, she looks even more beautiful, and she has really reached the point of looking at the city and the country.

"Hehe, junior sister, it's rare that you are so infatuated. Every time you refuse and even scold him, you don't give up. I'm so moved. Why are you always indifferent?" Next to me, a woman in white looks like a 23 or 4-year-old beauty, looking at Zhao Yue'er and laughing.

"This person's mind is not right. Don't think I can't see that he is coming with a purpose? Even if he has no purpose and really wants to pursue me, it is completely impossible for him and me to do so." Zhao Yue'er's lips curled up a curl of disdain.

Once upon a time, as the wife of Tang Tian who ruled the earth, she had seen too many intrigues and too many conspiracies. In Zhao Yue'er's eyes, the truth was obviously no different from that in Zhao Yue'er's eyes.

"Oh? Why is this? Although Bai Wenxin is not a pride of heaven, he also has great potential. Why does the junior sister look down on him? Yes, with your talent and appearance, he is definitely not worthy of Bai Wenxin. At the least, he must be the saint in the holy land to be worthy of you, Junior sister." The woman in white nodded and said, without any jealousy in her eyes.

The Holy Son in the Holy Land of Haotian is like a world. When the woman in white said it, she was so calm, without any sign of a fanatical fanatic, because she had a grandfather who was the Supreme Elder in the Holy Land, and her status was even a little higher than that of the Holy Son! But she didn't tell Zhao Yue'er.

"Even if there are people, even if there are geniuses, I won't take a look at them. In my heart, only my husband is worthy of me, that is, what my husband means," Zhao Yue'er said with a look of course.

Hearing Zhao Yue'er's words, the woman in white was surprised and asked seriously: "Junior sister, are you saying true? You really already have a husband?"

"Will I make a joke about this kind of thing? Of course it's true." Zhao Yue'er gave the other party a blank look. Her charming posture almost made the woman in white be moved, let alone other men.

"I'm very curious. What kind of person is worthy of you, junior sister, and you are actually disdainful of so many prides in my Haotian Holy Land. You are so devoted and want to see it." The woman in white smiled.

"Senior sister, you have the chance to meet him. He is a very great man. In my heart, no one can compare with him, just because he started later than others. One day, he will be famous all over the world," Zhao Yue'er said naturally, and unceremoniously raised the image of Tang Tian in her heart.

"Hehe, if it is really as good as you said, I will compete fairly with my junior sister at that time. A good man cannot let you take over by himself. If it is really as good as you said, I am willing to be a concubine," the woman in white laughed.

When Zhao Yue'er heard her words, she nodded for granted and said, "Okay, if you are senior sister, you can also become your husband's wife. I would rather hope. But senior sister, you have to work hard to get into your husband's heart."

Thinking of so many women's resentful eyes because of Tang Tian's sarcastic heart, Zhao Yue'er smiled bitterly.

"You are not jealous at junior sister"? The woman in white was surprised. This made no sense.

"What's so jealous about this? I wish my husband would find a few more wives, so that he could grow up," Zhao Yue'er said naturally.

The woman in white looked like she was defeated by you, but she was curious in her heart. What kind of man could capture Zhao Yue'er's heart and was willing to make her promise to find a mistress and a little girl.

"This world is too big. Who knows where your husband is? To see your husband, we have to improve our strength. Let's go down the mountain to kill the demons," the woman in white stood up and said.

"Well, that's right. I have to grow up quickly, otherwise it would be bad if I see my husband but can't help him," Zhao Yue'er actually said this, and hit the woman in white again.

At this time, Bai Wenxin returned to an exquisite palace. As soon as he approached, an anxious voice asked, "Wenxin, how are things doing?"

"Master, that woman doesn't have any help from her, and she has no choice but to do anything to her for the time being," Bai Wenxin said gritting her teeth.
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