Northern Territory, the eastern border of human territory.
A rather dilapidated and desolate sect stands among the mountains. The Xuanhuang Sect was a sect that left the Ascension Realm more than a thousand years ago. At that time, the Xuanhuang Ancestor merged with the Dao and broke through the realm, becoming one of the few in the human race.
Being listed in the Thirteen Realms made the Xuanhuang Sect once the number one sect in the northern realm of the human race. However, after the Xuanhuang Ancestor ascended to the upper realm and died in the battle with the evil spirits, the Xuanhuang Sect began to become gradually less popular. It can be said that each generation is worse than the last.
Nowadays, the total population of the sect does not exceed a hundred people.
Inside the Xuanhuang Sect Patriarch Hall.
After an old sect master with white hair and beard offered incense to all the ancestors, he looked quite tired. He turned to look at his direct disciples outside the door and said, "In this black and yellow competition, who among the inner disciples won the first place?"
"Master Qi, this is the sixth junior brother Chu Feng."
"oh?"
The old sect leader frowned and said, "If I remember correctly, Chu Feng is in the Golden Core realm, right?"
"Yes, Master."
"..."
The old sect leader sighed in his heart. The most powerful figure in the inner sect of Xuanhuang Sect of this generation was just a mere golden elixir. I think back then, the top 11 top level genius in the inner sect had even appeared in the eleventh realm. Nowadays, the Xuanhuang Sect has no talent.
, each generation is really worse than the last. How long can I, the old master of the Eleventh Realm, sustain myself?
"call……"
The old sect leader breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Since Chu Feng ranks first in the Xuanhuang Competition, give him the Xuanhuang Bell. Maybe after he refines the Xuanhuang Bell into his natal object, he can go a step further and plant it in the future.
The spirit of the mountain has sent a few disciples to guard it. The mountain has been uneasy recently, and those spirits may come up the mountain to steal the rice."
"Yes, Master, I understand."
…
At this moment, at the foot of Xuanhuang Zong Mountain.
A middle-aged man wearing a green gown and carrying a sword behind him slowly climbed the mountain. This man had no trace of popularity. On the contrary, he had a strong aura of charm. Looming behind him was an extremely huge golden nanmu.
, with graceful sleeves, has the ethereal demeanor of a mountain person. His name is Qing Nan, and his true appearance is a golden nan tree. He is a sword cultivator in the Twelve Realms. He can be said to be one of the leaders of the Jingmei clan among the four northern clans.
"Fellow Taoist, please stay!"
At the gate of the Xuanhuang Sect, a gatekeeper clasped his fists and said with an apology on his face: "Further up is the Xuanhuang Sect. Do you have a greeting card? If you don't have a greeting card, please inform me of your name and the purpose of your visit. I'll do it right away.
Go and report to Master."
"No greeting card."
Qing Nan smiled slightly and said, "But there's no need for a greeting."
"ah?"
When the young disciple was astonished, in his pupils, Qing Nan suddenly pointed his finger down from the sky, and a wisp of sword energy burst out in an instant, splitting the fifth realm disciple of Xuanhuang Sect guarding the mountain gate into two.
For a moment, the Xuanhuang Sect disciples who were practicing in the forest in front were shocked. They stood up one after another. Someone shouted: "Evil thief, why did you kill my junior brother!?"
Qingnan put his hands behind his back and climbed up the mountain with his head held high in the air a few meters above the ground. Just when a group of Xuanhuang Sect disciples rushed towards him, wisps of sword energy erupted from Qingnan's body, instantly transforming the group of disciples.
It was a pile of broken pieces. Qing Nan was a sword cultivator in the Twelfth Realm. His sword energy was too sharp and domineering, and his murderous intent was so strong that he did not leave the opponent's whole corpse at all.
On the mountainside, where the outer disciples lived, a group of disciples rushed out. In addition, a Galaxy Realm elder rose into the air and said with a stern look: "Why is this fellow Taoist using such cruel methods on my Xuanhuang Sect disciples?
!”
"Kill if you want! Who makes them inferior to others?"
Qingnan raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Just like right now, I want to kill you, what are you complaining about!?"
"you!"
Before the elder could say a word, Qingnan raised his hand, drew his sword, and drew it out in one go. In the blazing sword light, the body of the Galaxy Realm elder turned into a shower of blood, and then Qingnan held the fairy sword in front of him.
, the fingers of his left hand flicked lightly on the sword, and a sword force suddenly exploded. The bodies of Xuanhuang Sect disciples within a few hundred meters exploded, and all of them died.
It is too easy for a twelve-level sword cultivator to kill the lower five realms or the middle five realms.
Qing Nan jumped up the mountain.
On the mountain, a group of inner disciples came face to face. In the air, the old sect leader of the Eleventh Realm was holding the black and yellow bell magic weapon with a stern expression. However, Qing Nan did not say anything and directly drew his sword and swung dozens of swords. Suddenly, more than ten inner disciples
All the disciples turned into a rain of blood, but the old sect master couldn't even stop it, and his eyes were about to burst.
"you……"
The old sect leader trembled all over: "Why did you destroy all my Xuanhuang Sect members!?"
"No why."
Qingnan clasped his fists and smiled slightly: "I, Jingmeiye Xiu Qingnan, plan to establish a sect on Guiyuan Mountain in the northern region and build a Guiyuan Sword Sect. However, the family's foundation is too weak, so I want to borrow Daoist Ning's Xuanhuang Bell
In addition, I also have some friends in the Monster Clan. In order to express my position, I also want to borrow the head of Fellow Daoist Ning, and I hope that Fellow Daoist will not be stingy."
"You beast!"
The old sect leader was trembling all over: "My Xuanhuang Sect is full of people, even if you are a ghost, I will not let you go!"
As he spoke, the old sect leader's whole body burst into glow, and golden cracks appeared between his eyebrows, and then spread to his whole body.
"Um?"
Qing Nan raised his eyebrows slightly and said with a smile: "You want to pull me on my back to blow up the golden elixir and die in the world? You think too much, fellow Daoist Ning, your little Taoist deeds are simply not worth mentioning in my eyes!"
As he spoke, Qingnan stomped on the rock, and a kendo prohibition suddenly rose up, covering the entire mountain of Xuanhuang Sect. The old sect leader who was about to explode the golden elixir was unable to move for a moment, and everything in the world seemed to be still.
Such a vastly different level of overwhelming victory from Heaven was simply not something he could contend with. He opened his eyes wide and watched helplessly as Qing Nan flew forward and cut off his head from his neck with a fingertip.
"gone."
Qing Nan grabbed the hair of the old sect leader, lifted his head in his hand, flicked his long sleeves and put away the mountain magic weapon Xuanhuang Bell, then glanced at the hilltop of Xuanhuang Sect and sneered: "A dilapidated hilltop is really useless.
It’s a pity to abandon it!”
He turned around, surged up, and headed straight for the North Territory.
…
evening.
Several figures came with swords, and they were Lin Zhao, Zhu Zhi, Tang Guangjun, and Chu Yu. At dusk, the Snowy Tianchi received a letter from Feiyu about the annihilation of the Xuanhuang Sect. As the master of the Snowy Tianchi, Lin
Zhao had to come.
Several people looked down at the mountain gate and saw the tragic scene on the mountainside. There were stumps of limbs and broken bodies everywhere. From the Xuanhuang Sect to the elders and protectors, down to the ordinary outer disciples, no one was spared. They were all killed. When the sun set, they could even be killed.
I saw wisps of remnant soul lingering beside the corpse, lingering on it.
At the top of the mountain, they saw a headless body.
"It's Sect Leader Ning Ran."
Tang Guangjun checked the body and said: "Ning Ran's body has crack marks from the explosion of the golden elixir. He must have originally planned to self-destruct the golden elixir to kill the enemy. Unfortunately, he was trapped by the opponent's sword restriction. Later, he was
The sword cut off the head, it was so tragic, the entire Xuanhuang Sect was probably wiped out in an instant."
Lin Zhao saw this and frowned: "Who did it?"
"The heaven and earth here have a strong aura of essence."
Zhi Zhi pursed her red lips and said, "She is a 12th realm charmer, and she is a swordsman."
"That's right."
Tang Guangjun said in a deep voice: "Among the five spirits in the northern realm, there is only one who has appeared near the sword cultivator in the twelfth realm. His name is Qingnan. His true appearance is a golden phoenix that is thousands of years old. I heard that Qingnan got it not long ago.
With the support of the Yao Clan, they are carrying out large-scale construction and building houses on Guiyuan Mountain not far to the east of Panyun Mountain. It seems that they want to establish a sect, but they didn't expect to go south today and kill the Xuanhuang Sect, which has always been ignored."
Chu Yu frowned and said: "There has always been a collusion between Jingmei and the Monster Clan. When Qingnan founded the sect, he went south to destroy the Xuanhuang Sect. He must have wanted to submit a declaration of surrender to the Monster Clan to show that he was the enemy of the human race.
position, so that the sect he is about to create can get the full support of the demon clan."
"knew."
Lin Zhao nodded: "The Xuanhuang Sect is unknown and it is so tragic that it was exterminated like this."
After saying that, he stood up and glanced at the north, frowned and said: "Then send the dragon boat to bring people over to collect and bury the bones of the Xuanhuang Sect members, so as not to let their corpses be exposed in the wilderness."
"Where's Qingnan?"
Zhi Zhi said: "Sir, we can go to Wenjian and return to Yuanshan now."
"Not urgent."
Lin Zhao shook his head and said: "The distance between Guiyuan Mountain and Panyun Mountain is too close. People like Great Demon Jade, Fengquan, and Shi Jungang may rush to help at any time. We may not be able to take advantage by asking for swordsmanship in the past. Let's go first
Let's do this, Zhizhi, after returning to the mountain top garden, write more Feiyu letters and tell the human sects in the northern region to be more careful."
"yes!"
…
Late at night, Qingliangzong.
In the Patriarch Hall, the ancestor Zhao Jingyu held an invitation card, and standing beside him were Zhao Suiguang, Zhao Chuqin and others. The most beautiful person was Zhao Yichuan, who was dressed in yellow cedar. As the chief disciple of the younger generation of Qingliang Sect, in the old
With the help of his ancestor Zhao Jingyu, he just broke through to the upper fifth realm three days ago and became an eleventh realm monk, which impressed the whole sect.
"Ancestor."
Zhao Chuqin frowned and said: "Qing Nan is going to found the Guiyuan Sect. It is said that he has sent invitations to all the major sects in the north. Whether they are the demon clan, the human clan, or the mountain sects of the Jingmei clan, they have all invited him.
He wants to recruit monks from all over the world, Qingnan’s ambition is very big!"
"father!"
Zhao Suiguang frowned: "Although we have cooperated with the demon clan before, in the final analysis... we are still a human clan, and the Great Shang Dynasty has never treated us badly, nor has it sent monks to the mountains to encircle and suppress us.
If we, the Qingliang Sect, go to attend the opening ceremony of the Guiyuan Sword Sect, we may inevitably be criticized by the mountain monks in the human race."
"Are we criticized enough?"
Zhao Jingyu narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "Sui Guang, your vision is higher and the pattern is bigger. We are monks in the upper five realms. What we seek is the way of heaven. We should no longer stick to the sect. Only the strong live on the top of the mountain."
, if we stick too much to our identity as human beings, we will inevitably be ridiculed by our colleagues when we go up the mountain. Those who have reached the fifth level of immortality in the human race are called earth immortals and sword immortals, and those who have become immortals in the fifth realm of the demon clan are called demon immortals. Aren’t they all immortals? And
What's the difference? Since Taoist Qingnan kindly invites you, what if we go there?"
"yes!"
Zhao Suiguang clasped his fists and bowed his head, but his brows were still furrowed.
This chapter has been completed!