Jiujie Mountain is the number one fairy mountain in the world, located to the south of the Qingluan Mountains. Many sects of all sizes in the world of cultivation gather here. Here, there are ancient pines all over the mountain, sweet springs flowing, and endless peaks rising from the ground. Standing halfway up the mountain, you can see the vast sea of Canglan.
Linyuan Peak is the peak with the most lush foliage among the many peaks in Jiujie Mountain, hence the name "Linyuan". The top of the peak is shrouded in clouds and mist all year round, and the aura is ethereal. It is a blessed place that gathers the aura of heaven and earth.
This perfect paradise for cultivating immortals has been occupied by the Cangxu Sect, the number one sword cultivator in the world of cultivation, for thousands of years, guarding the ancient divine sword "Dragon-Slaying Sword".
Ten years ago, the head of the Xuhai Sect of the Cangxu Sect defeated Huan Qianqiu, the leader of the Huanmie Sect, and took away his "Sacred Artifact of the Demon Sect" - the jade-inlaid gold finger, and forced him to make a promise not to leave Beyou within ten years. I swear, today is the day of another fight ten years later, and a fierce battle has already begun in Lin Yuanfeng School Ground.
"Junior Brother Ji should be wiser and tell the whereabouts of the 'Sacred Artifact of the Demon Sect' so that we can avoid the pain!" The person who spoke was Lu Aotian, the chief disciple of Qingtan Peak of the Cangxu Sect. In front of him stood four men in black clothes. The people in front of them were all at the fifth level of the Golden Core. The five of them looked at the injured young man in white on the edge of the cliff.
The man in white looks like he is only in his early twenties. He is dressed in white and has a jade crown. He is elegant and elegant, and his posture is as high as a tree in the Yaolin forest. He is not afraid of being surrounded and suppressed by five people.
"Hmph, those who collude with the Demon Sect are not worthy of being disciples of Cangxu. Uncle Feilu has cultivated you for many years in vain." After the young man in white said this, he sneered and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand. The long sword in his hand seemed to feel the influence of the master. The anger slowly shone with ice-attributed indigo light.
"Cultivation? Hahaha!" Lu Aotian laughed and stepped forward, with uncontrollable anger flashing in his eyes. The long sword in his hand shook slightly and pointed directly at the young man in white in front of him, and continued: "Master's thoughts are all devoted to you. Well, my wife treats you like a son-in-law, I am obviously the senior brother of Qingtan Peak, why should I lose to you as a foreign disciple!"
The word "foreign" deeply hurt the heart of the young man in white. Ten years ago, he lost the protection of his master. Uncle Lu took him to live in Qingtan Peak when he saw that he was still young. A disciple of the Cangxu Sect was originally How could he become a "foreign" disciple in a family?
"So, is this why you betrayed the master?" The young man in white stared at the strange Lu Aotian, with a trace of compassion in his eyes, and Lu Aotian suddenly felt disgust in his heart.
"Put away your hypocrisy and quickly tell me the whereabouts of the Demon Sect's sacred objects. Don't force me to be cruel!" Lu Aotian could no longer suppress the anger in his heart, and he clenched his sword tightly with murderous intent.
"No comment! The Nine Tribulations Dragon-Slaying Technique! Without him or me!" The young man in white didn't hesitate at all. He flew up with his sword, and then swung his sword straight down. The indigo sword light turned into a powerful awe-inspiring sword energy, and went straight towards Lu Aotian. And go.
"Drink!" Lu Aotian had no time to dodge, so he had to take the sword forcefully. His heart suddenly surged. He suppressed the blood in his mouth and hurriedly retreated behind the men in black.
"This Cangxu Sword is really powerful!" The leading man in black exclaimed in a low voice. It is undoubtedly the Cangxu Sword that can possess such powerful Haoran righteousness. This Cangxu Sword is the magical weapon of the Cangxu Sect's Xuhai leader. It seems that the person in front of them is the person they want to get rid of today - Ji Beichen, the direct disciple of the Xuhai leader.
Blood spurted out of Lu Aotian's mouth with a "pop". He never expected that Ji Beichen had already reached the sixth level of the Cangxu Sect's sword art "Nine Tribulation Dragon Slaying Art" - no other or self.
He clutched his chest in pain. It seemed that this person's cultivation was far beyond the Golden Elixir Perfection. He was probably already in the Nascent Soul stage, and he was worthy of being the person chosen by the head of Xuhai.
In that battle ten years ago, the head of Xuhai of the Cangxu Sect had used 90% of his cultivation, and he was really fighting with his life. Unexpectedly, when his vitality was severely damaged, he encountered an ascending lightning disaster, and he could only use his troops to defeat the cultivator. Now the head of Xuhai is hiding in the Divine Sword Pavilion at Lin Yuan Peak before his body is fully formed. Few people in the cultivation world know about this, but it is no longer a secret in the Cangxu Sect.
Ji Beichen was already extremely talented and extremely studious. He had only been with the head of Xuhai for a few years, but what he had learned was enough for a person with ordinary qualifications like Lu Aotian to learn a lifetime. Thinking of this, he began to roar impatiently. Get up: "If you don't take action now, how long will it take?"
In an instant, the four men in black sacrificed their magic weapons and spiritual weapons, and all called to Ji Beichen. From a distance, they saw the light of the five magic weapons entangled together, and the battle was inextricably linked. For a moment, there was no winner.
Suddenly, a melodious sound of the piano sounded, and Ji Beichen's face changed slightly in two breaths. He forced himself to restrain his soul, but it was too late. He only felt that his magic power suddenly stagnated, and he was in a daze for a moment. Four people had severely injured him, but only two of them had. By the end of the round, he was covered in wounds and vomiting blood...
"I didn't expect that the Yuyin Sect was also involved. Does the Master of the Chengyin Sect know what happened today?" Ji Beichen's words were full of compassion and despair. He never expected that in addition to people from the Demon Sect, disciples from famous and decent sects were also involved. Today's He could no longer understand the world more and more.
A woman in purple clothes with a veil on her face walked out from behind Lu Aotian, raised her hand to collect the magic weapon in her arms - the wood-attributed meteorite piano, with a trace of shame and helplessness in her eyes.
"Sister Mu, don't worry, it's Ji Beichen who doesn't understand current affairs. Yesterday, the Chengyin Sect's master returned your engagement tokens to Cangxu, and your engagement with him will naturally no longer count. Now Ji Beichen has been secretly hurt by me, and now With one against six, I don't think he can last long!" Lu Aotian looked proud. He knew that this person would be difficult to get rid of, so he had already tampered with Ji Beichen's food in advance. In order to prevent Ji Beichen from becoming suspicious, he specially asked his junior sister Lu Xinrui to send it to him. Go to his room.
Mu Xiyao, the great disciple of the Yuyin Sect, is only two or three years old, but he is in the realm of Golden Elixir. Lu Aotian spent a lot of effort to get such a talent. Now that the five helpers have arrived, Ji Beichen has cultivated No matter how high you are, you can't escape even if you have wings.
Ji Beichen's figure was swaying and he was already unsteady on his feet. He knew that he was no match for the combined strength of the six people, but he didn't flinch in fear at all. He couldn't help but look up to the sky and roar.
"The beauty of the willow trees is like falling in the autumn; the quality of the pines and cypresses is even more luxuriant after the frost. Nowadays, it's hard to tell which one is good and who is evil, right and wrong, hahaha!"
The sad laughter echoed through the cliff. Ji Beichen was unable to withstand the combined efforts of six people to suppress him, and the blood had already stained his white clothes red.
His handsome face was extremely pale, the jade crown was broken, his hair was flying, and there was still wet blood on the corner of his mouth. Although his eyes were closed tightly, there was a trace of stubbornness between his eyebrows, and his fragile sense of strength reached into the darkness. Deep in the heart of the woman in red...
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