Barren territory, the largest of the nine regions, is also the most chaotic one. Countless Tianjiao of the nine regions came here to compete with their peers and sharpen their strength.
As the head of the nine main cities in the wasteland, the natural wasteland city is very prosperous and powerful. Especially after the wasteland Lord stepped into the seven level realm, many people in the Holy Land joined the wasteland tower, and the strength of the wasteland tower rose to a higher level.
Now Ji Xuan and some strong men in the wasteland have returned from the sky, making the wasteland city lively again.
Many people are secretly guessing, Ji Xuan's strength to what level?
Ji Xuan is the only disciple of the wasteland Lord. He was gifted to sweep the wasteland generation, and no one can beat him. Now it is inevitable to step into the holy land, but I don't know how many saints he is.
In the central area of Tianhuang City, a skyscraper Castle towering into the sky stands on the ground. It is the landmark of Tianhuang City, which is extremely majestic and spectacular.
On the seventh floor of Ferris castle, there is a magnificent hall.
Ouyang Huang was sitting on the throne, and there were many figures standing below him. He was the most gifted Tianjiao of the barren tower. To be more precise, he should be the mainstay. Just because everyone existed in the holy land, walking out of one person at will was enough to make the barren land tremble.
The figure standing in the front is a young man in white. He looks twenty-eight or seventy-eight years old. His face is like a crown of jade, his temperament is outstanding, and his breath is unfathomable. Naturally, he is Ji Xuan.
Now Ji Xuan's cultivation is the peak of the third level sage, only one step away from the fourth level.
"Although I had a hunch before, I still didn't think you would have such extraordinary achievements. It seems that the future of jiuyu lies in your generation." Ouyang Huang looked at Ji Xuan and others and said with a look of emotion on his face.
Ji Xuan's face was still calm, but the people behind him were vaguely excited. They were full of expectations for their future and didn't know how far they would go.
"I will open the wasteland in the next few days. You can enter it to practice and see if you can get the inheritance of your ancestors and further improve your strength." Ouyang Huang said again.
"Thank you, Lord." All the people spoke at the same time, and their hearts were excited. The wasteland Lord wanted to open the wasteland grave for them. There is the most sacred place of the wasteland tower. Even the wasteland Lord himself can't set foot unless he is about to fall.
"You go down first. Ji Xuan stays." Ouyang Huang said faintly.
"Yes." All the people left one after another, but Ji Xuan stood where she was.
Ji Xuan looked at Ouyang Huang in front of him and bowed down and asked, "what can I do for you, sir, to leave your disciples alone?"
"As a teacher, I have something to give you." Ouyang Huang opened his mouth slowly, and his face looked particularly dignified, as if what he wanted to say next was very important.
Ji Xuan looked puzzled and asked, "what is it?"
Ouyanghuang waved his palm, and a dark gray crystal stone flew out from the palm of his hand, suspended in mid air, emitting an extremely terrible smell, which made the aura of the surrounding heaven and earth crazy sweep away at the crystal stone, and finally dissipated into the invisible.
"Crystal of desolation!"
Ji Xuan suddenly trembled in her heart, and then looked at Ouyang Huang in amazement. What does the master mean?
"The crystal of desolation is the supreme treasure of the desolate tower. It has been passed down from generation to generation since he became the desolate Lord. It has been the 17th generation here, and you will be the 18th generation." Ouyang Huang stared at Ji Xuan and said. His face was very serious, as if he were explaining later things.
"The master is still in power now. Why should he pass the crystal of desolation to his disciples?" Ji Xuan looked puzzled.
"I originally planned to pass it on to you when it falls, but soon you will go to the divine world, so I changed my mind and planned to pass it on to you in advance." Ouyanghuang patiently explained, "I don't know how many strong people there are in the divine world. If you don't have treasures around you, you will be very difficult in the divine world."
"As a teacher, I have now entered the seventh level. Few people in the nine regions can do anything about me. This thing is of little use to me."
Hearing this, Ji Xuan was silent and her heart was very tangled.
He knew what ouyanghuang said was reasonable, but the desolate crystal was too precious. He was worried that he could not protect it and failed to live up to the expectations of the master. In that case, he would become a sinner of the desolate tower.
It seems to see the worry in Ji Xuan's heart. Ouyang Huang waved his hand and said, "you are now a third-order saint. Your strength is not inferior to that of me when I just succeeded the famine Lord. You can do what I can do. Believe in yourself."
"Everything is in your destiny. You just need to be yourself and decide other matters by providence."
After pondering for a moment, Ji Xuan finally put down the burden in his heart. He raised his head and looked into ouyanghuang's eyes. There was a firm look in his eyes and said seriously: "thanks to the master's trust, the disciple will go all out."
"I always believe in you as a teacher." Ouyang Huang smiled happily.
He watched Ji Xuan grow up from childhood and never let him down. In the future, he will grow into a towering tree and even have great hope to surpass the previous famine owners.
Ji Xuan stretched out his palm and held the desolate crystal in his hand. He only felt a strong desolate force pouring into his body. However, he also practiced the desolate force, so he didn't feel any discomfort. If it was someone else, I'm afraid the truth in his body would be sucked dry.
"Go to the wasteland to practice. There is a heritage suitable for you." Ouyang Huang waved.
"I understand." Ji Xuan bowed down again and immediately turned away from the hall.
Looking at Ji Xuan leaving his sight, Ouyang Huang showed a deep meaning on his face. I'm sure they will pass on the treasure.
Now, their era has completely come to an end, and the treasures on them are no longer valuable. It's better to give them to the younger generation and let them go to the outside world.
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Yunya mountain, xiangtian palace.
In a main hall, there were only two figures of an old man and a young man. The old man was naturally a mysterious old man, and the other young man was Qin Xuan.
Tianji old man has always treated Qin Xuan as his younger generation. From forging the illusion of Qin Xuan's fall in those years to leading people to the boundless sea to save people in person, we can see his importance to Qin Xuan.
For this reason, even though Qin Xuan's strength is very strong now, he still takes the initiative to visit the old man Tianji and does his best to show his courtesy to the younger generation without slighting him.
In Qin Xuan's mind, the status of the old man Tianji is no less than that of Ximen Guyan and tianshuzi.
"I heard Yimin and Qingtian talk about what happened in Zhongxing heaven. You give up worshiping under the door of tianmeng immortal palace and plan to go to the divine world by yourself?" Tianji old man looked kindly at Qin Xuan, and his tone was very gentle.
"Yes." Qin Xuan nodded and said, "although the strength of tianmeng xianque is very strong, there are thirty-three days in the divine world. I want to travel by myself. Such a life is suitable for me."
"Everyone has his own way of practice. Some are suitable for joining the sect, others are suitable for wandering experience, and you belong to the latter." A meaningful smile appeared in the old man's eyes, as if he had seen through everything.
Qin Xuan grew up all the way from the demon wasteland and didn't join any forces, but his strength increased at an amazing speed. It can be seen that his potential has been excavated in danger again and again.
Qin Xuan smiled but didn't speak. He is really suitable for experience outside.
"How many people are you going to take to the upper world this time?" The old man asked again.
"At the imperial realm level, let the forces select a group of people by themselves, and then select people with excellent talents from those people. As for the holy realm level, there are not many requirements to see whether they are willing to go." Qin Xuan said.
For example, the Xuanshen palace is very short of saints today. If there are saints in the nine regions who are willing to go there, he will naturally be happy to see them.
The old man nodded slightly and didn't raise any objection to Qin Xuan's words.
"What's your plan next, senior? Do you want to go to Zhongxing sky?" Qin Xuan looked at old man Tianji and asked. Now there is a seven level figure in xiangtian palace, who can pass on the position of palace leader to him.
"I'm going to visit eight other continents first to see the style of other top forces, and then go to zhongxingtian." The old man replied with a smile.
"So good." Qin Xuan also smiled and nodded. With the strength of Tianji old man now, he can go anywhere he wants. Few people can pose a threat to him!