Fantasy: I Am The Villain

The distance between Nanyu and Zhongzhou is far away, even at the speed of Taichu Temple, it will take several months to fly.

Naturally, Chu Yuan and Lu Xueqi would not waste these few months.

Especially Lu Xueqi, she is the proud daughter of heaven, the leader of the younger generation of Lingxiaozong.

Su Ziwen's talent is not weak, but after meeting Chu Yuan, she was hit hard.

He originally thought that after breaking through the supernatural powers, he could narrow the gap with Chu Yuan.

Unexpectedly, the gap is getting bigger and bigger!

It was a joy to meet Chu Yuan a few days ago, but I was also shocked by Chu Yuan's unfathomable aura.

Naturally, Lu Xueqi didn't want to be the woman behind Chu Yuan. What she wanted to be was the woman who could stand beside Chu Yuan, the woman who could go through the wind and rain with him.

Regarding Lu Xueqi's mentality, Chu Yuan was noncommittal.

But cultivation is a good thing, so naturally he won't stop it.

...

There is no time in practice, and the time of several months passes by in a flash.

In the Temple of Absolute Beginning, in the central hall, Chu Yuan was sitting on the ground, practicing with his eyes closed.

Now, Chu Yuan finally felt the power of Chen Tianshu, the artifact hook!

Gou Chen Tianshu can actually help Chu Yuan understand the way of heaven!

With the help of Gou Chen Tianshu, Chu Yuan's understanding of Huaxian Jing is more thorough.

In other words, the understanding of the way of heaven is more thorough!

Suddenly, at this time, Xing Mo's respectful voice came from outside the door: "Young Master, Zhongzhou, we have arrived."

Chu Yuan slowly opened his eyes, and there was an inexplicable look in them.

Zhongzhou, is it finally here...

Chu Yuan walked out of the main hall and found that Lu Xueqi had also come out, her aura was much stronger, obviously she had gained a lot.

He walked to the bow of the Temple of Absolute Beginning and looked down.

Numerous mountains and rivers, rivers, lakes and seas rush day and night, and five mountains and rivers stand majestically.

The continuous mountain peaks are covered with snow all the year round, covered in silver, the green mountains are silent, and the green water is deep and deep.

This is the land of Zhongzhou, magnificent!

Chu Yuan sensed it slightly, and found that Zhongzhou's aura was also a bit stronger than that of Nanyu, and thought in his heart, no wonder Zhongzhou's divine channel method is the best in the world.

It seems that it has a lot to do with the extremely strong concentration of aura.

Elder Qiao said respectfully from the side: "My lord, this is the boundary of Zhongzhou. This Fang Yuan is ruled by the Qingyang Sect for hundreds of thousands of miles."

"Qingyangzong?" Chu Yuan's expression remained unchanged.

Elder Qiao said respectfully: "The Qingyang Sect is a big sect in Zhongzhou, and it is the peak state of the Taoist Palace to teach Qingyang Zhenjun. I heard that the backing of Qingyang Sect is Zihuang Mountain, the sacred place of Zhongzhou."

He paused again and said, "In front of us is Qingyang Sect's mountain gate, Qingyang City. We can take a rest here."

Since Elder Qiao is now the housekeeper of Chu Yuan, he naturally did a lot of homework. Now Elder Qiao knows Zhongzhou a little bit.

Chu Yuan nodded slightly, and said lightly, "Yes."

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Zhongzhou, Qingyang City.

Qingyang City is the majestic city of the Qingyang Sect's mountain gate. It is so magnificent that it is almost the size of a small country.

Because it is located at the junction of Zhongzhou, Southern Territory, and Eastern Desolation, many monks gather here, which seems to be very prosperous.

Suddenly, a flying spirit boat slowly flew over Qingyang City, unexpectedly ignoring Qingyang City's sign that prohibits flying.

In Qingyang City, many monks looked at this scene with a sneer on their faces.

Recently, the Fair of the Fairyland is about to start, and the arrogances from all over the world have also come here one after another.

The monks in Qingyang City have already seen many arrogances from other regions.

These arrogances naturally respond to everyone in their own realm, covering the sky with one hand, not caring about various rules at all, and overriding the rules.

But Zhongzhou did not hold back at all.

Unfortunately, this is Zhongzhou!

It is the center of the world!

These foreigners will suffer...

Sure enough, a terrifying aura rose, and a figure soared into the sky, flying towards the flying spirit boat.

On the prow of the flying spirit boat, a young man in a black robe stood with his hands behind his back, looking very high-spirited.

This person's name is Yuan Tengfei, and he is an arrogance of the Shayang Sect in the Holy Land of the Eastern Wasteland.

He is only in his fifties this year, but he has already cultivated a cave, and he is a well-known genius in the Eastern Wasteland.

Naturally, he was also invited by the Yaochi event.

Yuan Tengfei was in high spirits, and raised his voice: "This time, I will be famous all over the world!"

The Shayang Sect powerhouses behind him bowed one after another: "My lord is mighty!"

Yuan Tengfei laughed heartily, and he had already started to fantasize about himself standing out from the crowd in the grand festival of Yaochi.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of his flying ride, it was an old man in a Chinese robe.

The breath was unfathomable, and a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes.

He said lightly: "Flying is prohibited in the sky above Qingyang City, retreat quickly."

Yuan Tengfei's smile froze, his face flushed, and a hostility rose in his heart.

who is it? How dare you stop me? !

Yuan Tengfei's face sank like water, and he said coldly, "Who are you!"

The brocade robed old man said calmly: "This old man is Zhou Feng, the law enforcement elder of Qingyang Sect. Flying is prohibited in Qingyang City, so retreat quickly."

Yuan Tengfei's face became extremely gloomy, and he shouted angrily: "I am Yuan Tengfei, the holy son of the Shayang Sect in the Holy Land of the Eastern Wasteland, how dare you insult me?!"

Elder Zhou's face was somewhat sarcastic, Holy Land of the Eastern Wasteland?

Sha Yangzong?

Hehe, it's just a muddy leg of Donghuang.

As a high-ranking member of the Qingyang Sect, Elder Zhou naturally has some understanding of the world's forces.

The boundary of the Qingyang Sect's control is bordering on the Southern Region and the Eastern Desolation.

Therefore, Elder Zhou is well aware of the situation in the Southern Territory and the Eastern Desolation.

This Shayang Sect has only been established for a mere 30,000 years.

However, because the head teacher is a great power of Yanshen, this is the place in the Holy Land of the Eastern Wasteland.

But the Shayang Sect has no background, and there are only four strong people in the Dao Palace Realm, not even as many as the Qingyang Sect.

It is entirely supported by the head teacher of the Shayang Sect.

If the head teacher of the Shayang Sect came in person, with the power of Yanshen, he would naturally have to give some face to the Qingyang Sect.

But a mere holy son of the Shayang Sect is not in the eyes of the Qingyang Sect.

A trace of sarcasm flashed in Elder Zhou's eyes, and he said lightly: "If the son of Shayang doesn't obey, I will have to offend him."

Yuan Tengfei's face was suffocated, he could naturally see the cultivation level of this Elder Zhou.

A real Dao Palace realm powerhouse!

I thought that I was the holy son of the Shayang Sect in the Holy Land of the Eastern Wasteland. With this status, the Qingyang Sect would give me some face.

Unexpectedly, Qingyangzong didn't care about his identity at all!

But if he had a head-on confrontation with Qingyangzong, Yuan Tengfei would not dare.

Most of the Shayang Sect powerhouses who came out with him this time are in the supernatural realm, and a head-on confrontation with the Qingyang Sect is like hitting a stone with an egg.

Yuan Tengfei suppressed his anger and said bitterly, "Let's go down!"

The Shayang Sect strongman behind him hastily controlled the flying spirit boat, and it slowly fell down.

Elder Zhou watched all this with a blank expression, his eyes mocking...

While the monks in Qingyang City watched this scene, they burst into laughter.

This flying spirit boat really came down in a desperate state.

Although this scene has happened many times, the monks in Zhongzhou still never get tired of it.

Whenever this scene happened, those monks in Zhongzhou would feel a sense of pride.

This is Zhongzhou!

If it's a dragon, you have to coil it for me too!

PS: I wish you all a happy new year, good health and good luck in everything.