At night, the full moon hangs high and the stars are dotted.
But between the galaxy, there were nine-colored thunder lights lingering in it, which was particularly dazzling.
"There will be a vision from heaven, and a divine body will come."
On the Kyushu Continent, on the top of the imperial city, an old man in gold stood with his hands on his back, looking up at the night sky.
Behind him, there were tens of thousands of imperial city masters, half-kneeling on the ground neatly, as if waiting for some order.
Suddenly
, the thunder condensed and turned into a nine-colored divine thunder, splitting down from above the Nine Heavens Galaxy.
In an instant, the night turned into day, the divine thunder had not yet fallen, and the earth had already begun to rumble and tremble violently.
But when the nine-colored divine thunder came into contact with the mainland for a moment, it did not cause terrible damage and disappeared out of thin air.
At the same time, the earth was once again shrouded in night, and the bright night sky was also a lot darker, as if some essence had been extracted and the former calm was restored.
But at this moment, the old man's eyes were extremely bright, and even his excited body was trembling, and he pointed to the place where the thunder fell: "In Qingzhou, all the sons who come tonight, bring me back to the imperial city!"
"Obey!"
The thunderous answer resounded in the sky, and tens of thousands of imperial city masters went to Qingzhou, vowing to find the divine body for the use of the imperial dynasty.
Time has passed, and five years have passed in the blink of an eye, and although people still remember the shocking scene of that year, no one knows what the imperial dynasty did.
In the Kyushu Continent, in Qingzhou, there are many sects, and the Qinglong Sect is one of them.
Today, it is the day of the annual recruitment of disciples of the Qinglong Sect, outside the Qinglong Sect, there are many people.
But at this time, the busiest ones were the outer disciples, and the reception of all the sects was all on their heads.
Outer disciples are a thankless errand, not to mention their low status in the sect, even outsiders look down on them.
The reason is very simple, anyone who is a disciple of the outer sect means that the qualifications are extremely poor, and it is difficult to achieve much in life, so they are naturally despised.
"Hey, what attitude do you have, do you know who I am?" A richly dressed woman, with a boy, pointed at a teenager and shouted at him.
"I'm really sorry, it's getting late, the sect is about to close, you two should come back tomorrow." The young man's delicate face was still immature, but there was a touch of heroism between his eyebrows.
His name is Chu Feng, he is fifteen years old this year, and he is one of the tens of thousands of outer disciples of the Qinglong Sect.
However, as a disciple of the outer sect, this Chu Feng is different, he does not have inferior inferiority, does not fall willingly, and treats everyone calmly.
"Come back tomorrow, do you think I'm an idiot? Where do you let our mother and son live in this deep mountain and wilderness?
"You must arrange a place for me to stay, otherwise I will go to your elder to argue." The woman did not give up, and actually grabbed Chu Feng's collar.
"Brother Chu Feng, are you in trouble?" But at this moment, a sweet voice suddenly sounded.
Looking at it, a girl in purple was walking towards her, although there was a smile on her lips, but those sharp eyes were staring at the woman tightly.
Seeing the girl, the woman's face suddenly changed drastically, and a strong fear emerged.
Not because of anything else, but because the purple robe on the girl is the symbol of the inner disciples.
The woman secretly shouted badly, thinking that her identity could make things difficult for the young man in front of her.
Who would have thought that this inconspicuous-looking young man would have an inner disciple as a backstage, which was an existence she couldn't afford to mess with.