Chapter 1389

Central island!

The mountains are continuous and the peaks are like a cluster.

There is basically no flat land here, but there is one exception.

That is chaos City, located in the middle of the central island, is a rare plain, gathered a large number of monks, under the jurisdiction of the fifth religion.

"Chaos city is ahead." Mu Yuege personally led the way.

Qin Li looked up.

There is a huge city in the distance, surrounded by mountains, which is magnificent. Its houses are just like houses, and the streets are straight. Friars shuttle among them, and there are special guards to maintain order.

"The city of chaos is not chaos." Qin Li made a comment.

"It's all the result of years of operation." With a smile, mu Yuege pointed to a magnificent building complex in the center of the city and said, "where is my residence, jade palace, where Mr. Qin lives for the time being."

Qin Li nodded and said, "thank you."

They fell to the ground.

All of a sudden!

A group of maids came round.

"Good luck and good health

"Give Mr. Qin the best room," said Mu Yuege

Qin Li waved his hand and asked, "I like to be quiet. Just arrange a remote hut for me. Don't disturb me."

Mu Yuege nodded: "OK, then arrange an elegant room. It will take some time for the servant to clean up the room. Why don't you take a bath and change into a lighter suit? "

"Yes!" Qin Li suddenly found that he was wearing the northern wolf fur suit. Central island was warm and humid, so he should change into a light suit.

Soon!

The two were separated.

Mu Yuege has something else to do.

Qin Li is led to take a bath by the maid.

The bath house of the jade girl palace is called the moon pool.

It seems that it is specially used by mu Yuege. The ground is covered with white jade. The water in the pool is blue with petals of flowers scattered. There are many warm jade stones at the bottom of the pool. As a result, the water in the pool is warm and misty, just like an immortal pool in the clouds.

"At last it's quiet for a while." Qin Li stretched out and began to take off his fur and wash himself. For this reason, he also threw out all the maids to prevent them from being disturbed.

"The water temperature is good!"

Qin Li sat by the Jade Pool with his feet in the water.

When there is no one to disturb him, he is most suitable for reading. He just wants to take out the gold slips and see the changes in the disaster of war.

All of a sudden!

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

The water in the pool is surging and the fog is evaporating.

What a beautiful lotus flower, what a beautiful lady in water.

Mu Yuege came out of the water, with long hair like water, gentle as song, long eyelashes with drops of water, nimble eyes, and a little bit of girl's shyness.

"Mr. Qin, I'll rub your back for you." Mu Yuege, like a boneless fish, glides to Qin Li.

"No, I'll do it myself!" Qin Li was scared. Just now, he almost took out the disaster of war. As a result, a man appeared in the water. He was so scared.

Mu Yuege is full of tenderness and fragrance of orchid: "Mr. Qin, beautiful days and short spring nights. From then on, the prosperous and chaotic city is your territory."

"No interest!"

Qin Li shook his head and said:

"And I want to be alone!"

Mu Yuege was stunned. Her face was very wonderful. My mother was like this. How could you not react at all.

"How could that be?" Mu Yuege doubted life and asked, "Mr. Qin, are you..."

"Go away!"

Qin Li said nothing

"I'm not really interested in you."

Mu Yuege was a little annoyed: "hum, a guy who has no feeling and interest."

Then she brushed away.

Now.

The room is clean at last.

Qin Li uses pupil technique. After searching, he confirms that there is no one around.

"I can read at last." Qin Li took out the disaster of war record, which was of great quality and golden light.

After careful reading, we can see that there are many more contents, all of which are the contents of refining utensils, which are the complement and expansion of the original inheritance. The subtlety of some annotations is even higher than that of the complete works of refining utensils. The most important thing is that a diary is attached at the end of the bamboo slips.

"This is Qi Xian's diary." Qin Li's mind stagnated. He did not expect that the origin of the disaster of war was so huge that it was definitely written by the five immortals.

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Twenty two years old: I'm the son of the Lord of the war disaster sect. I have extraordinary tools and time. I'm determined to record my growth. Maybe one day when I reach the summit, I'll look back and have another feeling.

Thirty years old: I was promoted to the spiritual realm.

Sixty years old: I was promoted to Jin Lingjing.

One hundred years old: I became a four grade craftsman.

150 years old: I thought my life would be peaceful until I heard about Changchun immortal and Changsheng education.

Two hundred years old: Blood cultivation ravages the world, sucks human blood and annihilates conscience. As a spiritual practitioner, I was ordered to go down the mountain to save the people.

Two hundred and three years old: I killed thousands of blood practitioners, but it didn't help, because more and more spiritual cultivation degenerated into blood cultivation, even the younger martial brothers and sisters in the sect couldn't withstand the temptation and betrayed me.

Two hundred and five years old: my heart was very tired. I was the only one left in the team, and I was seriously wounded. When I came back to the war, I was dying. My father sent me to yuandanzong for treatment.

206 years old: during the healing period, I met an interesting girl, mu Wan'er, the youngest daughter of the leader of Yuan Dan. This guy is two years younger than me, and his tone is ten times bigger than me. He's trying to kill Changchun Zhenren and set things right, just like me when I went down the mountain.

Two hundred and ten years old: I get along with Wan'er very happily, she is like the winter sun, shining into my heart. However, news came from the foot of the mountain, and the chaos of blood cultivation became more and more intense, which made my heart covered with dust.

Two hundred and thirty years old: the eastern region was occupied and completely reduced to the territory of Xuexiu.

Two hundred and fifty years old: I go down the mountain again, and Wan'er is with me. The original prosperous land is already full of ruins. Blood cultivation feeds on human beings and uses babies as elixirs. All kinds of deeds are heinous.

Two hundred and eighty years old: Beiyu fell, we lost miserably, many brothers were buried in the snow mountain forever, and Wan'er and I fled back to yuandanzong.

Two hundred and ninety years old: The Immortal King with the stele went out of the pass. He was already half a man in heaven, and he still had a wordless stele in his hand. He realized the battle array and had the capital to fight against Changchun immortal.

Three hundred years old: 24 shangzong gathered at Qipanshan in the southern region, led by the Immortal King holding the stele, to kill the immortal Changchun.

Three hundred and one years old: the defeat of the Alliance Army, more than 200 spirit kings all fell, and the Immortal King with the stele died. In order to protect us, my father led away Xuexiu's pursuit and made Wan'er and I live.

350 years old: spiritual decline, blood prosperity.

Four hundred years old: Changchun real person unifies four directions domain, is the ancient first person.

450 years old: I was promoted to spiritual master, and fled to central island with Wan'er, where mountains are dense, easy to defend and difficult to attack, which is the last land for spiritual cultivation.

Five hundred years old: double happiness, Wan'er and I were both promoted to lingzun and married. In troubled times, she is the only one I can rely on. I will keep her safe with my life.

Six hundred years old: central island is occupied, and spiritual cultivation is still alive.

Seven hundred years old: Wan'er and I fled to the four regions. We were in a state of panic all day long.

Eight hundred years old: Wan'er is pregnant, but I have fallen the child. She is crying very sad, and I am not! But how can I make my child born in this chaotic dark age.

900 years old: we are both promoted to lingzun Jiupin, but we are still in despair.

910 years old: in the dark, finally ushered in a glimmer of hope, we once again returned to the central island.

One thousand years old: I went out with Wan'er, and both promoted to heaven and man.

"What

Qin Li was shocked

"Is there a piece missing here?"

It only took 90 years to upgrade from the ninth grade of lingzun to heaven and man. But there are three barriers, three or four barriers, six or seven barriers, heaven and man barriers. How did they cross them? Why is there no record.

"Is it Qi Xian who deliberately conceals the information here? What are their hopes? Looks like the chance is in central island? " Qin Li frowned and thought. He always felt that there was a big secret hidden here.

"Forget it. Keep reading. There are not many diaries."