"Nascent Soul?"

Hu Hanchi immediately stopped breathing and his eyes bulged.

Baicaomen Shao Rong also swallowed his mouthpiece wildly, showing an unbelievable look.

As for the dozen or so junior foundation builders, they lowered their heads tremblingly, their heads buzzing.

None of the cultivators have ever seen the Yuanying cultivator with their own eyes.

But the records in the classics are still vivid in my mind.

The fifth level of the human race, breaking the pill and forming a baby.

Thinking again that this man in purple robe calls himself the "True King", what else can they doubt?

"This junior is too blind to recognize Mount Tai. Please forgive me, Lord Haichang!" .??.

Hu Hanchi exclaimed, knelt down on his knees and knocked his head tightly against the deck of the spirit ship.

Between the same steps, they cupped their hands and cupped their fists.

A big step away, I bowed down and bowed down.

It was only after several great realms that he knelt down.

This has been the unwritten rule of the human race for eternity.

After Yuandan, Huhanchi never knelt down to anyone again.

Although there are several Nascent Soul cultivators in the archipelago today, he cannot be seen at all due to his identity.

"Zhenjun Haichang!"

The title of One-Eyed Yuandan immediately awakened all the cultivators.

For hundreds of years, the two most shining monks in the archipelago were Liang Yingzhuo, the head cultivator of the Jianding Sect, and Chen Ping, a real man from Haichang who was born in a second-class small island!

His journey of cultivation is comparable to a legendary story.

In the early stage of Yuan Dan, he destroyed Kong Mingdao, and in the early stage of Jin Dan, he defeated Lan Yue Sword Cultivator.

During the glorious period, one man killed several fourth-level monsters by himself, and even the fifth-level Qilin Corpse fell into his hands!

After disappearing for more than a hundred years, this person actually returned with his Nascent Soul cultivation.

The shock and envy caused filled everyone's hearts.

…

"Oh, it turns out you really know me."

Hanging with his hands behind his back, Chen Ping said with interest.

The Nascent Soul villain circled around the spirit ship and then shot it back into his mouth.

He was certain that he had never dealt with Hu Hanchi or anyone present.

"Your deeds, Zhenjun, have been spread throughout the Yuanyan Islands. The younger generations have grown up listening to your stories since childhood."

Hu Hanchi's old face blossomed, and he said respectfully: "Even if this junior turns into ashes, he will not dare to forget the appearance of the true king."

"You are obviously older than me."

Chen Ping couldn't help but sneer, and he didn't bother to expose this person's flattery, and secretly said:

"Back then, in order to improve my reputation, I actually asked the sect and Xue Ling to spread my deeds and portraits throughout the world."

However, Chen Ping glanced sideways, pointed at Shao Rong and said, "Why didn't you recognize him?"

"My true lord, please forgive me. My sect has been rooted in the far west for thousands of years and has little contact with the main sea area. However, I will always remember your deeds and will never forget them."

Baicaomen Shaorong was startled and quickly explained.

Chen Ping's portrait was sold for 3,000 spirit stones each, but he missed it in order to save resources.

Now I feel regretful and angry, for fear that my senior will blame me.

"Zhenjun was born on Haichang Island, when he was practicing Qi..."

In order to prove his truth, Shao Rong told everyone the legend of Chen Ping's stay in the islands.

Hu Hanchi on the side would chime in from time to time.

The past experiences were mentioned one by one by the younger generations, and this feeling left Chen Ping with endless aftertaste.

History is indeed written by the victorious side.

For example, when he wiped out the Deng family on Kongming Island, he simply wanted to plunder a batch of resources.

But according to Shao Rong, the Deng family went against the grain and secretly practiced evil, so he punished and eradicated evil.

Of course, he also gained a good reputation.

Together with Liang Yingzhuo, he gave high-level elixirs to save dozens and millions of mortals, and blocked the Yin Spirit Army several times.

The final battle was even more impressive, delaying the abyss from eroding the archipelago.

Otherwise, today's Yuanyan Sea Area would have long been reduced to a dead land.

"The past is like smoke, look back and wake up."

Chen Ping sighed melancholy, and his expression became kind.

The eyes of the junior foundation builders were all filled with awe and admiration.

They were not yet born when the true king disappeared in the archipelago.

But monks who are as famous as Liang Yingzhuo have always occupied a place in my heart.

…

A few hours later.

In the deep sea, a large spiritual ship sailed against the huge waves and the wind.

A man in purple shirt stood quietly in front of the deck, staring at the sky in trance.

Beside him, Hu Hanchi and Shao Rong, the two chief cultivators of the small sect, did not dare to take a breath for fear of disturbing the True Lord.

The cabin was filled with monks from Baicaomen and Gufengyuan.

Yes, the two of them have decided to give up their foundation and go to Yanning City, which is hundreds of thousands of miles away.

Originally, the journey was long and dangerous, so Shao Rong was extremely worried about Huhanchi.

But now that there is a local Yuanying monk accompanying him, it is impossible to miss this God-given opportunity.

"In less than two hundred years, the archipelago has undergone earth-shaking changes."

Chen Ping had a look of emotion on his face.

Previously, Hu Hanchi had reported Yuan Yan's situation to him.

After he escaped that year, the ghost clan Tuoba Qian, whose vitality was severely damaged, disappeared for decades.

The human race, which has endured a long war, can take a breather.

But the good times did not last long. A few dozen years ago, the ghosts of the Rift Valley Abyss and the Corpse Tribe made a comeback.

This time there are as many as six fifth-level creatures on the abyss side!

Under the leadership of Tuoba Qian, the Heavenly Demon Centipede, and the Human Demon, the Yin Spirit army was overwhelming and occupied the huge inland sea in just over ten years.

The four sects of Sword Cauldron, Sanjue, Lanyue, and Pingyun suffered numerous casualties.

Including Ji Yuan She, the evil cultivator Jindan Hua Ruoling, and Xiao Zhengyan whom he was familiar with, they have all fallen away for many years.

Mortal casualties are even more difficult to count, but they definitely exceed 100 million.

Liang Yingzhuo, Gu Sixian and the Formation Sect Yuanying retreated steadily, and finally had to abandon the inner sea.

And gathered all the remaining strength in the twin cities, preparing to fight to the death.

The strange thing is that after the ghost tribe captured the inner sea, they did not continue to erode the waters of the Twin Cities.

At this point, Yuanyan Islands is divided into two distinct parts.

With the twin cities as the dividing line, tens of thousands of miles around Tianshou Island are the territories of the human race and the demon race.

The vast inland sea, except for the edges in four directions, is basically an area where Yin spirits roam.

The human race, whose strength was greatly reduced, thought they could take a breather.

However, about fifty years ago, a once-in-a-million-year beast tide broke out on the Heavenly Beast Island.

Several fifth-level monsters came from nowhere and destroyed Fuyou City, one of the important strongholds of the human race.

At present, the ten thousand miles of sea area centered on Yanning City is the only paradise left for the human race.

With a heavy hoard of troops, we have been defending to this day.

"The few fifth-level monsters that command the beast tide should be under the command of Tianque in the outer sea."

Chen Ping thought secretly and firmly.
To be continued...