There is a boundless sea of fog in the southwest of Kunyun Continent. According to legend, this boundless sea of fog was formed by the condensation of Hongmeng's vitality. There is a famous mountain in the Wuhai Mountain. Wuhai Mountain is famous in Kunyun because of Xuantian Sect, and is one of the three sacred mountains in Kunyun Continent.
Wuhai Mountain is the sect site of Xuantian Sect, the four ancient sects in Kunyun Continent. It has seventy-two main peaks.
Xuantianmen is divided into five sects, namely the Instrument Sect, the Sword Sect, the Dan Sect, the Yuling Sect and the Yin Sect. After Dan Sect broke away from Xuantian Sect more than a hundred years ago, monks from the four sects of Xuantian Sect were all distributed among the seventy-two peaks.
Today, in a quaint pavilion on the top of Xuanyin Peak in Wuhai Mountain, a middle-aged monk wearing green clothes stood beside the wooden railing in the pavilion.
Xuanyin Peak is one of the seventy-two peaks, and it is also the most mysterious place of the Xuantian Sect. The inheritance of the Yin Sect is as complex as mist, but because of the secret teachings of the Yin Sect, it is the most mysterious, but it has also always been the weakest among the five sects.
The cold mountain wind passed through the pavilion and rolled up the middle-aged monk's green hair, and the messy hair brushed his face. The middle-aged monk looked into the distance and ignored all this.
After a while, he sighed...
"Senior Brother Li, are you seeing any ominous signs?" A voice came from a distance, and then a young scholar with fair skin appeared in front of him.
The middle-aged monk in Tsing Yi retracted his distant gaze, looked back at the young scholar who walked into the pavilion, and said bitterly: "The situation of death, but the five sects of Xuantianmen have been falling apart for more than a hundred years, and the root cause of this is thousands of people." It was also laid down years ago, and today’s Xuantianmen’s death is also a destiny!”
"Junior Brother Lin, maybe today, or within a few months, the Xuantian Sect, which has existed in Kunyun Continent for tens of thousands of years, may be exterminated. Whether the Hidden Sect can be passed on can only depend on Junior Brother." The young monk continued.
The two of them are Li Daoyu, the sect leader of the Xuantian Hidden Sect, and Lin Feng, the deputy sect leader.
There is a legend in Xuantianmen that Xuantianyinmen may have existed longer than Xuantianmen. It's just that the Xuantian Hidden Sect recruits disciples very strangely. It doesn't look at the monks' innate spiritual roots, but the wisdom roots that fit the Hidden Sect. Monks with wisdom roots are rare, so the Hidden Sect has always been sparsely populated.
"Senior Brother Li, there is no need to care. The rise and fall of sects is also the cycle of heaven. Even if the Hidden Sect disappears in Kunyun Continent, it is normal. How many powerful sects have been wiped out in ancient and modern times, and how many evil people cannot escape the danger of death, such as Su Huan. Holy Son of Prince Ming!" Lin Feng said slowly.
Li Daoyu nodded and sighed and said: "Junior brother's understanding is higher than mine and he can see through everything. I am too obsessed with my brother!"
"Thousands of years ago, Xuan Yudong's master stepped into the realm of evolutionary gods with the help of the blood of the demon clan, and used shady means to control Xuantian's three sects: Sword Sect, Weapon Sect, and Yuling Sect. From then on, Xuan Yudong's lineage controlled Xuan Tian God, the Xuantian Sect has been doomed!" Li Daoyu continued.
Lin Feng nodded and said: "Xuan Yudong's lineage joined forces with the demon clan to obtain the demon clan's bloodline, causing the lives of Kunyun Continent to suffer. There is no impermeable wall in the world, and their deeds will eventually be exposed. When exposed, Xuantianmen will become Kun Yun. The life and death enemy of the Yunren Clan!"
"Although Master strongly opposed it back then, he did not persist in the end, and eventually the Xuantian Sect, which had stood for hundreds of thousands of years in the human race, was destroyed." Li Daoyu said with a sigh.
"During the catastrophe of Xuantian Clan, the survival of dozens of Yin Clan disciples depends on our junior brother!" Li Daoyu said solemnly.
After hearing this, Lin Feng showed a look of loneliness on his face and nodded.
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A loud noise came from the fog sea in the fog sea mountain, and a huge sword tens of feet was seen slashing down in the void, splitting a crack in the Xuantian Yuangang formation, the Xuantian Zhongmen Protector Array, and suddenly lightning and thunder thundered in the fog sea. .
"How dare you break into the Xuantian Mountain Gate without knowing anything about life and death!" An angry scolding came, and then several figures flew towards him from the distance. One of the monks in this group was a junior Nascent Soul monk.
Their expressions changed when they saw the person who had defeated the Xuantian Yuangang Formation. Among them, the Yuanying junior monk with the highest level of cultivation said coldly: "I don't know whether life or death, a little Yuanying monk dared to appear in Xuantianmen. It seems that back then Qu Tao’s tragic death is still forgotten!”
Jining looked at the few monks in front of him coldly, and with a wave of his hand, flying swords filled the sky and shot towards them like a gust of wind and rain. Several shrill roars came from the distance in the void. Several Xuantianmen Jindan monks failed to avoid the flying swords and became dead souls under the swords.
After seeing the power of the flying sword, the first-level Nascent Soul cultivator actually ran away on his own.
Jining planned to step forward and trap the Yuanying junior monk. At this moment, Jining's expression changed. He saw a black dragon with a peak of dozens of feet and a sixth level flying towards him in the distance. The scales of the black dragon were glowing. With a heart-stopping cold light, the black dragon's cold eyes stared at Jining.
Jining knew that the black dragon that appeared was the spiritual beast of Xuantianmen Supreme Elder Xuan Yudong. The black dragon appeared so quickly. It seemed that Xuan Yudong had been waiting for him for a long time.
After a few breaths, the black dragon stopped a hundred feet away from him.
Standing on top of the black dragon was a middle-aged monk with a jade-like face and a handsome scholar.
The appearance of one person and one dragon filled the sea of fog with a terrifying pressure. As he appeared, two more figures appeared in the distance.
"Not bad, not bad. In less than three hundred years, you have reached the peak of the middle stage of Nascent Soul. It's just that you are too anxious. If you reach the realm of spirit transformation, Xuan is still a little afraid." Xuan Yudong said coldly.
"Since you dare to come to Xuantianmen, you have something to rely on. I wonder what you rely on?" Xuan Yudong asked coldly.
"Hmph, Aotian has not heard of the powerful monk in Kunyun Continent who can make Xuantian Clan fearful. I will take this person's life today!" A voice sounded in the distance, and then a man with a sword-like cultivation level reached Yuan Dynasty. The middle-aged monk in the late infant stage appeared near the black dragon.
A middle-aged monk with a gloomy face appeared next to the middle-aged monk who looked like a sharp sword. This man was Su Yi, who had fought against Jining, and was also the father of Su Huan, the former senior brother of Xuantianmen.
After Jining glanced at Su Yi, he looked coldly at this middle-aged monk who had reached the late Nascent Soul stage. He knew that this man was Aotian, the master of the Xuantian Sword Sect. It is said that this man understood the laws of swordsmanship when he was young and is the king of swords. Therefore, it is said in Kunyun Continent that Aotian's Sword Nascent Soul is invincible.
With the appearance of the two men, several more Xuantianmen Yuanying monks appeared in the distance.
Xuan Yudong, who was standing on the black dragon, nodded, then turned to one of the monks who appeared nearby and asked: "Daoyu, you are proficient in divination, can you see some clues?"
Li Daoyu looked a little ugly and said: "I divined a hexagram a few days ago, and the hexagram I obtained is the sign of death!"
The expressions of several Nascent Soul cultivators around Li Daoyu changed greatly after hearing this. Xuan Yudong said with a gloomy expression, "Cultivators are going against the will of heaven. What is the calamity of death!"
Then he asked: "The Hidden Sect is proficient in tricks, how can it break this death disaster?"
Li Daoyu's expression became increasingly grim, but he still said slowly: "If we want to keep the Xuantian Sect alive, we need to find a replacement for the robbery!"
Xuan Yudong's face turned gloomy and he snorted coldly. He knew exactly who Li Daoyu mentioned as the replacement for the robbery.
