On the eighth day of September, golden chrysanthemums are in full bloom in the north and frost has killed all the grass.
The temperature in southern Xinjiang has only dropped slightly, but it is still very hot and humid.
Early that morning, all the streets of Jiuding Market were blocked, and no outsiders were allowed to leave. High above the market, a huge and magnificent three-story palace was suspended.
The palace is of ancient and majestic style, with a base diameter of more than 100 feet. There are more than 20 holes at the bottom, with thick gun barrels extending from the holes. The outside is covered with a thick white light shield, and countless mysterious runes flicker and move on the light shield.
This flying palace is surrounded by seven or eight large magical instruments of different sizes, including cloud boats, mountains, shells and other shapes. The largest one is nearly a hundred feet in size, and the smallest one is more than thirty feet in size.
These large and medium-sized flying magic tools are all decorated with flags, on which are embroidered large characters such as Shen, Chen, Liu, and Zhang, and each one represents a powerful Jindan family.
At this time, there were many smaller cloud boats outside them. These were often from weaker foundation-building families.
At this time, new cloud boats or flying magic tools of other shapes would gather here from all directions.
When the sun was at its zenith, the sky above Jiuding Market was already pitch black, and the ten-meter-long small cloud boat that the Zhao family was riding on also quietly merged into it.
Before setting off.
Zhao Jinjian, the most powerful and well-connected member of the Zhao family, immediately went to visit other surrounding immortal cultivation families.
One is to seize the time to exchange information, determine each other's goals, and try to avoid multiple families choosing the same target.
The second is to establish a temporary alliance so that when encountering danger in the future, they can seek help in time and help each other for mutual benefit.
No cultivator is a fool, and the Zhao family's idea is actually the idea of the vast majority of families.
Therefore, there was no need for Zhao Jinjian to propose it, as some "enthusiastic" immortal cultivation families had already started making arrangements in advance.
An hour later, Zhao Jinjian returned to the family's cloud boat with a heavy heart.
The small cloud boat was only ten feet long. After nearly fifty members of the Zhao family sat inside, the interior of the cloud boat became very cramped.
Even though Zhao Sheng and Zhao Keru are both foundation-building cultivators, they are actually not much better. At most, the space is a little bigger.
On the second deck of the Cloud Boat, Zhao Jinjian lamented upon seeing Zhao Sheng: "Chonghe, this is going to be a bit tricky!"
Zhao Sheng asked, "What's going on? Could it be that the place we chose has also been spotted by other families?"
"That's right." Zhao Jinjian nodded.
"Haha, isn't this all within our expectations? There are only so many spiritual sites in the wilderness, so it's not surprising that one is simultaneously favored by multiple parties."
Zhao Jinjian was shocked and anxious when he saw Zhao Sheng's nonchalant look.
Although he is over a hundred years old, he is far inferior to Zhao Sheng in terms of qi cultivation skills.
"Chonghe, at least two established foundation-building families have just announced their determination to acquire the two spiritual sites, Shilan Mountain and Yanyan Ridge. After hearing this, aren't you anxious?"
Zhao Sheng laughed and said, "Is there any use in being anxious? Besides, what's true and false is false, false and true. What people say may not be the truth, it may just be a cover. Who would throw all their cards on the table until the truth is revealed?"
Zhao Jinjian was stunned when he heard this, and then felt secretly ashamed, thinking that he was really confused because of his concern, and he couldn't see things as clearly as the younger generation.
After Zhao Sheng finished speaking, he asked, "Fourth Master, do you have any information about Rotten Peach Mountain?"
Zhao Jinjian shook his head. "No, no family has released any information yet."
After hearing this, Zhao Sheng pursed his lips tightly, his eyes filled with thought.
"Chonghe, do you think someone has secretly set their sights on Rotten Peach Mountain?" Zhao Jinjian asked tentatively.
Zhao Sheng's tone was slightly heavier as he pondered, "There's too little intelligence to analyze. But it's best to make some preparations in advance to prevent any unexpected events."
Just as Zhao Sheng and others were working hard for the family business, an uninvited guest suddenly arrived at Zhuhuang Ridge deep in the Shiwanda Mountains.
The sun was scorching, and the sky above Zhuhuang Ridge was blue and cloudless.
Suddenly, the space above a hundred feet in the sky twisted slightly, and a petite figure stepped out from the void.
This figure was only three feet tall, with skin as white as jade, a slender and graceful figure, and a flawless face that simply captivated everyone.
"Ah! Who is it? How dare you... Ah, Queen Qianhuan!!"
After a deafening roar, a burly man with a human body, a pig head and a body as strong as a mountain, wrapped in black evil wind, rushed up to the sky in one breath. He just roared half a sentence at the person who came and stopped abruptly.
"Haha, Xiao Sanju, we haven't seen each other for hundreds of years. Don't you recognize Huanniang?" Huanniang said seductively after a charming smile.
Lady Qianhuan is also known as Lady Huandie. Her original form is a seventh-level Qianhuan spirit butterfly.
She is one of the four demon kings of the Ten Thousand Mountains in southern Xinjiang, and is well-known in the world of immortal cultivation in Central Continent.
"Empress Qianhuan, please forgive me for my sins. Even if Xiao Zhu has forgotten his father, he will never forget you! I wonder why the Empress came to Zhuhuang Ridge?" Zhu Sanju said with a smile on his face and bowed repeatedly.
The big pig man is called Zhu Sanju, and he is actually a sixth-level pig demon. His original form is the ancient alien giant-toothed pig.
From the moment a demon beast forms its demon core, its rank becomes equivalent to that of a Golden Core True Person. Ranks three, four, and five correspond to the early, middle, and late stages of the Golden Core.
The sixth-level monster does not correspond to the great perfection of the golden elixir, but the false infant realm.
Two hundred years ago, Zhu Sanju, under the guidance of the Pig King, practiced the fragments of the Heavenly Demon Transformation Technique, which enabled him to shed his demon body, refine his transverse bones, and transform into this appearance.
However, because he did not truly overcome the transformation tribulation, Zhu Sanju's transformation was incomplete and he still had a pig's head.
Huan Niang's eyes flickered as she suddenly asked, "Senior Pig Emperor, haven't you woken up yet?"
Zhu Sanju rolled his eyes and said with a smile, "That's right! The master is sleeping soundly and cannot be disturbed. If the queen has nothing serious to do, it's best not to wake him up. Because the pig king hates being woken up the most. If he gets angry when he wakes up, it would be bad if he hurts the queen."
"Hmph, go ahead and wake up the Pig King. I'll take care of anything that happens."
"Oh, all right! I'll be going right away. Please wait a moment, Madam."
The charm of Queen Qianhuan was so amazing that Zhu Sanju didn't dare to refute or look at her any more. He shrank his neck, responded, and then rolled up a black wind and rushed down from the sky in a hurry.
When he was almost at the ground, he suddenly turned upside down and plunged into the soil. His movements were so smooth that not a speck of dust was raised.
Then,
Boom, boom!
The rolling hills on Zhuhuang Ridge suddenly shook, and large areas of the ground suddenly undulated, with countless bottomless cracks appearing.
In a blink of an eye, a layer of soil covering an area of more than ten miles on the ridge quickly rose high.
At this moment, for some unknown reason, the sky, which had been cloudless just a moment ago, suddenly condensed into a large layer of thick black clouds.
In an instant, there were bursts of thunder, lightning and thunder spread, and an extremely clear aura of destruction in the clouds quickly spread to the sky and the ground, and to all directions.
The moment Huan Niang saw the black clouds gathering in the sky, her face changed drastically, her figure changed rapidly, and she disappeared into the void in an instant.
This black cloud is a sign of the coming of the thunder tribulation, and the thunder tribulation is the absolute natural enemy of all monsters in the world.
Even a seventh-level demon fears thunder tribulation like the plague, fearing that it will be hit by the thunder tribulation if it fails to dodge in time.