God Burial Cult.
On top of the stone pillar.
The strong wind made the sleeves of the two people sitting cross-legged rustle.
Leng Shao covered his eyes, his red hair trembling in the wind. He looked at Lu Nanzhuo, who seemed to be lost in thought, hesitated for a moment, and said respectfully, "Sir, this is what happened."
Lu Nanzhuo came back to his senses, looked up at him, and said softly: "Do you think that you came from another time and space and can never go back?"
Hearing this, Leng Shao was stunned on the spot, looking at the pair of eyes in front of him in confusion, not knowing what they meant.
Lu Nanzhuo's expression was calm as he continued, "You haven't reached the Saint Ancestor realm yet, so you might not know that beyond the Qiankun Ancient Realm lies the boundless starry sky, which contains billions of stars."
"That blue star may be among those billions of stars."
Well,
Leng Shao looked shocked.
"So, maybe you didn't travel through time and space, but something triggered it, and your soul was forcibly pulled to this ancient world of Qiankun." Lu Nanzhuo said lightly.
After Leng Shao was stunned for a moment, he suddenly stood up, his face filled with ecstasy, and said, "Sir, so, as long as I break through to the Saint Ancestor Realm, I can fly into the starry sky and have the chance to find my homeland!!"
Lu Nanzhuo looked at him and nodded slightly.
But immediately, Leng Shao became dejected again. He had been in the Qiankun Ancient Realm for tens of thousands of years. Since this was not a time travel, did it mean that his relatives on Blue Star had already died?
Lu Nanzhuo stood up, glanced at him indifferently, and then disappeared at the top of the stone pillar.
On top of the stone pillar, Leng Shao was left in a state of dismay.
In recent days, the ancient world of Qiankun has become increasingly lively and tense.
Because the once-in-a-millennium International Conference is about to begin.
The Universal Conference, organized by the Universal Alliance and major forces, has gone through countless sessions.
Why hold the World Conference?
Because this is an important way for major superpowers and major forces to absorb fresh blood.
And those talented seeds of the Ten Thousand Nations also hope to stand out in the competition of the Ten Thousand Nations Conference, enter that super power, bring honor to their family, and become a dragon from now on!
The content of each International Conference is slightly different, but most of the previous ones were just similar stages. I wonder what the selection method will be this time.
At this point, all nations began to get ready, and the kings of each country prepared to take the most talented seeds in their country to the Alliance of Nations.
All previous International Conferences have been held in the International League.
Snowy country.
Snow falls in the palace.
"Your Majesty, the seeds have been delivered." The old eunuch bowed and reported.
"Greetings, King." The three genius seeds bowed respectfully to the king.
King Piaoxue glanced at the three people standing upright, stood up with a smile, walked in front of the three people, and shouted softly: "Okay!"
"Remember, the three of you, if you can achieve good results at the International Conference, you will rise to prominence, your family will prosper, and our Piaoxue Nation will be honored!"
The three genius seeds' faces flushed immediately, and they were extremely excited, as if they had already achieved good results.
King Piaoxue chuckled, "Don't get too excited just yet. There will be tens of thousands of seeds like you at the World Conference, and countless of them will be powerful geniuses. Achieving good results will be incredibly difficult, so you should be mentally prepared."
The three genius seeds turned pale in an instant, and then responded solemnly: "King, we understand."
"Well, I won't say any more. Just understand. Let's go and follow me to the Alliance of Nations."
King Piaoxue nodded, flicked his sleeves, and walked out of the palace.
The three genius seeds clenched their fists, turned around quickly and caught up!
Hehuan Country.
King Hehuan also looked at the three genius seeds in front of him and asked softly, "Are you ready?"
"Get ready!" three loud shouts rang out.
"Okay, follow me to the Alliance of Nations."
"yes."
Conversations like the one between Piaoxue Kingdom and Hehuan Kingdom are common in the ancient world of Qiankun, and each country has embarked on a journey with its genius seeds.
God Burial Cult.
"Master Patriarch, news has arrived that the International Conference is about to begin. We must set off."
Zang Lei quickly came to Leng Shao and spoke urgently.
"Oh? I forgot about this."
Leng Shao shook his red hair that was covering his eyes and said that he had been thinking about Lu Nanzhuo's words for the past two days, so much so that he forgot that the International Conference was about to begin.
Among the tens of thousands of disciples in his Burial God Sect, many were recruited from previous International Conferences.
Leng Shao pondered for a moment, then looked at Zang Lei and instructed, "Great Elder, take Yi Jian and Ting Feng and wait outside the sect. I will inform Master Bai Yi."
"Yes." Zang Lei bowed slightly, said hello to Tingfeng and Yijian, and then went out.
Pop.
"Sir, the International Conference is about to begin, and my Burial God Cult must go recruit disciples. Are you..."
Leng Shao looked at the middle-aged man in black and the man in white who were playing chess and asked respectfully.
Oh, huh? The International Conference has begun? Duotian's eyes flickered.
Lu Nanzhuo was looking at the chessboard and was about to make a move when Duotian quickly explained,
"Sir, this World Conference is held every ten thousand years and is very lively. It is an important way for major forces to recruit disciples. Even the Zhenwu Prison Heaven Palace and the Tyrant Spear Temple will attend."
Zhenwu Prisoner Heavenly Palace?
Lu Nanzhuo's lips curled slightly.
Pop.
Before Duotian could finish his words, Lu Nanzhuo pressed him down, then stood up and said, "Then let's go and take a look."
Then he went out with Leng Shaoaotian.
Duotian was suddenly depressed. He was about to put away the chessboard helplessly, and then his eyes swept over the chessboard and he was stunned. Uh, it turned out that the game was already over.
He lost again without any surprise.
So, Lu Nanzhuo and the other two went to the so-called International Conference with the Burial God Cult.
League of Nations.
A very spacious square.
Many countries close to the Universal Alliance arrived early with their own country's genius seeds.
As soon as the genius seeds arrived here, they sat cross-legged on the spot, not wasting a minute to improve their strength.
As for the kings of various countries, many of them were familiar with each other and would gather together to brag and chat.
"King Liucha, your generation's genius seeds don't look good, haha."
"Hmph, King Canglang, you're too polite. We'll see the truth in the duel!"
"Haha, you two should be more friendly. Why do you always argue with each other every time you meet? Besides, what I'm going to say next is not meant to be directed at you. I just feel that the genius seeds of your two countries are garbage."
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