Black Soil State, Fire Spirit Gate.
The entire sect is located on the edge of the strait and occupies the Bailang Peninsula in the Black Soil Province. Its predecessor was called the Sude'er Peninsula. It was the territory of the Northern Wei Kingdom and also the tentacle extending outward from Qi. It was called a vassal state in ancient times.
The relationship between countries has never changed throughout history. Small countries are destined to be influenced by big countries, whether voluntary or involuntary, whether beneficial or harmful.
These are not things that small countries can decide on their own.
Relying on the strong is the way for the weak to survive. Those who can rise are very few, and those who can revive are the strong themselves.
In the tide of the times, small countries were submerged in an instant, and the Northern Wei Dynasty was one of them.
It was attached to Shenzhou, but it died in the most turbulent period. It was not because it stood on the wrong side, but the tide of the revival of heaven and earth made Shenzhou crumble.
This is my fate.
They had no choice but to set up an exile government, which is currently located in Handan, the capital of Qi.
Fairy Hanling, the Taoist companion of Suzakutian, closed the request for cooperation from the Northern Wei government and looked at the dark clouds in the sky, her beautiful face filled with sorrow.
Those were not ordinary dark clouds, but a celestial phenomenon caused by murderous intent.
Perhaps only a Holy King could cause such a celestial phenomenon.
Suddenly, a beam of fire shot up into the sky from the sect, and a figure broke through from the depths of the sect's spiritual vein, revealing the aura of a Nascent Soul Stage.
Suzaku Tian, dressed in red, breathed in and out, slowly restraining his own breath, and began to hear the congratulations of the disciples in his ears.
"Welcome the sect master to come out of retreat! On the path to becoming a Nascent Soul!"
Nascent Soul.
There was a complicated look in Zhuquetian's eyes. The joy he had imagined did not come, but instead there was a sense of loneliness.
This was the peak of his previous life, but not the peak of his current life.
Suddenly, a beautiful figure jumped into her arms, and Fairy Han Ling said with a smile as beautiful as a flower: "Congratulations, Brother Tian, you have a chance to become a god."
"Yes, there is hope for transformation into a god."
Zhuquetian was not happy, he looked up to the sky and sighed: "So what if I can become a god? In this era, I am just getting started. The three realms of the Great Dao, one step at a time, one step to heaven, the difference is huge. If you want to gain a foothold in this world, you must have the body of a Saint King. Difficult! Difficult! Difficult!"
These three words "difficult" fully describe the bitterness of most reincarnated people. No matter what their past lives were like, most people are mediocre in this life.
Mediocrity is the greatest pain for a genius like Zhuquetian, but he has to endure it and compromise because there are too many people in the world who are more talented, work harder, and have more opportunities than him.
"I used to be the strongest person in Black Soil State, but now I am the fifth. I am known as the strongest person under the Saint King. And my Fire Spirit Sect can only survive by relying on its relationship with Shenzhou."
In another hundred years, he could take advantage of the opportunities that came with the creation of the world and become a god, but so what?
In the end, isn't he still just a "little cockroach" with a little authority, who can only live in a corner and is just a chess piece in the world.
Zhuquetian suddenly recalled the communication with Shenzhou some time ago, and a name that Shenzhou called him.
Regional powerhouse.
A strong person who has a certain influence in the region but cannot affect the entire world. The standard used to be the Golden Core, then the Nascent Soul, and it is said that it has recently risen to the Daoxing Huashen.
In other words, pure Nascent Souls have been excluded from the strong ones.
He was quite dissatisfied at first, but later he gradually accepted it.
Cooperating with Shenzhou is his reconciliation with himself. Although Zhuquetian is arrogant, he is not so obsessed with face. He has been thinking about retreating for a long time.
Fairy Han Ling opened her mouth slightly, wanting to comfort her Taoist partner as she did in the past. She knew Zhu Que Tian very well, he was a very proud person.
Those who are given the title of the Eight Wonders of the Immortal Path are basically arrogant and proud.
But now she couldn't be comforted because there was worse news.
"What's wrong?" Zhuquetian noticed her abnormality.
Fairy Han Ling recounted what had happened recently.
On the other side of the Hengduan Mountains, all the sects were slaughtered a few days ago, and even a Saint King died.
Now all the major sects are holding a meeting to discuss how to unite to resist the Immortal Palace, and the Fire Spirit Sect has also received an invitation.
"Immortal Palace..."
Zhuquetian's eyes darkened slightly. He was very familiar with this word. In the previous immortal world, the Immortal Palace was a general term for one palace and two gates, but because the three major sects had their own names, it was only used in a few occasions.
For example, before he was born, immortals ruled the world for a hundred years, and later they handed it over to Shangqing Palace. Later, the three major sects took turns to rule the world.
It is known in history as one palace with two gates.
Moon Palace, Buddhism, Taoism.
Zhuquetian asked: "Did you agree?"
"Because you are in seclusion, I have put it on hold for now and have not given any reply. They have not asked us either."
Fairy Han Ling shook her head.
This is also the reason for the decline of the Fire Spirit Sect, because it makes little difference to the Black Soil State with or without it, and it has lost its previous important position.
"fine."
Zhuquetian breathed a sigh of relief, then waved his hand and took Fairy Hanling back to the cave. The two of them didn't pay much attention to the residence, and directly built a bamboo house in the place with the most spiritual energy.
He picked up the satellite phone on the table and called his contact in Shenzhou, an elder of Shangqing Palace.
"Fellow Daoist Zhuque, congratulations on coming out of retreat."
A voice came from the other end of the line.
Zhuquetian said straight to the point: "What does Shangqing Palace think about the situation in Beiying?"
"I heard that you formed a Hundred Sects Alliance." The elder of Shangqing Palace did not answer but asked, "Did you go to participate?"
"No, my Taoist companion saw that I was in seclusion, so he put it on hold for the time being. But I think the news of my breakthrough has been known to others, and soon someone will come to my door and force me to express my opinion."
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