"Qingyang, as my senior brother of Feixian Sect, after I leave, the junior brothers in the sect will have to rely on you to support them."
This is a land full of fairy energy, with ninety-nine fairy mountains surrounding each other, forming a peerless array. In the center of the array is an ethereal palace filled with fairy energy. The only thing that ruins the scenery is that the palace is damaged, and there is only one
The jade bed was intact, but everything else was in ruins, and even the rain couldn't cover it.
There was a misty fairy light on the jade bed, and an old man who looked like an immortal was lying on it a little weakly.
Although he was weak, the old man's otherworldly temperament was impressive.
This old man is about to pass away. Next to him sits a young man. This young man is handsome and thin, but his sharp eyebrows and starry eyes reveal a completely unearthly temperament.
"Master, you want me to raise more than a thousand people by myself and you are going to exhaust me to death? And you are raising them in the wrong way. We are all hundreds of years old. If you say this, you are going to laugh me to death and make the two of you laugh to death."
Will junior brother succeed to the throne?"
Qingyang's face was full of tears, but even though it was full of tears, he couldn't help but want to complain about his master who was about to pass away.
In fact, Qingyang is not a person from this world, but an ordinary young man from modern times. However, his time travel is not like the protagonists in other articles who start a journey of traveling and traveling as soon as he comes to another world.
He traveled through time to an abandoned baby in this world, and was picked up by his master and brought back to the Feixian Sect.
"I'm already 10,000 years old, and I'm still excited about raising you. Are you ready to piss me off, an old guy who's about to die, and then you will proudly succeed to the throne?"
The old man felt that he didn't want to die so much anymore, because the apprentice in front of him was so annoying, and he wanted to get up and give him a slap. But he held back, and thought to himself: Fortunately, I am wise, if I really want to be furious, I will never be so angry in this life.
Wouldn’t the famous name be gone?
Qingyang didn't want to talk because he felt that his master was really big-hearted and would quarrel with him even if he was about to die. Thinking about it carefully, his master was already ten thousand years old.
He would peek into the Tianxian Pond and take his youngest junior brother to the mountains to dig out bird eggs, which made the fairy birds furious.
"Master, leave the internal affairs to me. If you have anything else to explain, just say it." Qingyang knew his master's virtue and really wanted to quarrel with him. He didn't want to hear anything serious today.
It's over.
"Hey, Qingyang. My generation is the 99th generation of our Feixian Sect, and you are the 100th generation leader. Today I will hand over the leader's token to you. After I die, you will
Finding the truth behind the disappearance of the Immortal Era has been my Feixian Sect’s long-cherished wish for countless years.”
After saying that, the old man took out a piece of pink fragrant cloth from his arms, but as soon as the piece of cloth was taken out, he immediately put it back into his arms calmly.
Seeing this, Qingyang couldn't help but feel speechless. He said tremblingly: "Master, if you continue to procrastinate like this, I will tell Sixth Junior Sister that you stole her handkerchief."
"Bastard! How could I be that kind of person, old man!" After hearing Qingyang's words, the old man suddenly became furious and jumped up from the bed. At this moment, the fragrant cloth wrapped in a pale golden token fell out
fell to the ground.
The air suddenly became quiet, and the master and apprentice looked at each other in silence.
"Ahem. This matter is known to heaven and earth, and you know it and I know it." The old man suddenly blushed, quickly picked up the things on the ground, and handed the token to Qingyang with some coyness.
Qingyang was speechless, and the corners of his mouth were twitching. What about your unparalleled aura just now? And why are you blushing so much! How can you pretend to be innocent when you are ten thousand years old?
In fact, there are 1,080 people in the entire division who don’t know that you stole Sixth Junior Sister’s handkerchief! You are the only one who is kept in the dark!
After receiving the token, Qingyang immediately felt a powerful force across the world, which was stronger than the Immortal Killing Tribulation he had ever experienced.
That vast power is like the will of the sky, heavy and majestic.
Is this the keepsake of the head of the Feixian Sect?
Seeing Qingyang taking the token, the old man smiled happily and said calmly: "Remember, the truth is not as simple as you see..."
Suddenly, before the old man could finish speaking, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and then he fell limply on the jade bed.
On this day, the current head of Feixian Sect passed away, and senior brother Qingyang inherited the position of head.
The Feixian Sect has been closed for 990,000 years. In this life, Qingyang accepted the last wish of the original leader and led the Feixian Sect into the world of mortals, opening up the Immortal Era millions of years ago and looking for the dust-laden truth.
The Feixian Sect has gone through 990,000 years of wind and frost and has become a ruin.
The ninety-nine fairy mountains are covered with weeds, and there are some fairy birds flying in the sky.
On the ground, elk and white snakes are full of fairy spirit and shuttle between the mountains and fields.
Ninety-nine halls collapsed and disappeared, and many disciples were practicing in thatched huts.
At this time, each crane screamed sadly, and all the disciples looked up at the sky, thoughts appearing in their eyes.
The roar of the crane was to send the immortal soul of the master back home. All the disciples shouted in unison: "Master, let's go!"
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"Senior Brother, this is the formation diagram made by Junior Brother Nie. Master once said that the world of mortals is dangerous, and you like to seek death, so be careful when you go out."
"Elder brother, my cultivation level is too low, so I have to give you pills. Here are all the pills I have refined over the past fifty years. Please keep them. Remember to take them when you seek death."
"Second Senior Brother, you must be more careful when following Senior Brother. He always likes to commit suicide."
"Third senior brother, this is the weapon I refined. Senior brother always likes to cause trouble. If you are fighting with others, you don't have to hold back. It's important to save your life."
The day after the death of the original headmaster, Qingyang took his two junior brothers and prepared to walk out of the sect. Looking at the Feixian Sect full of ruins, his eyes filled with tears: "Junior brothers and sisters, can't you say a nice word?
Do you want Senior Brother to listen?"
No. 1,079 members of the entire division also had tears in their eyes. They looked at each other without saying a word, then shook their heads and said with tears in their eyes: "No!"
Hearing this, tears welled up in Qingyang's eyes. He had been practicing here for three hundred years.
The bitterness and sweetness of the past three hundred years are still vivid in my mind, the Hunyuan Heavenly Tribulation that I have passed through, and the Nine-Yang True Phoenix that I have tamed.
There was too much reluctance, and he didn't want to leave here. Unfortunately, the master had an order for them to open some immortal era and find the truth that he had never heard the master mention, so he had to go out.
"Thank you for your love." Qingyang couldn't feel any anger in his heart when he heard this unanimous voice, and he was even slightly touched.
Because these lovely junior brothers and sisters actually gave such substandard performances in order not to worry him.
But everything was temporary, and he finally had to walk out of the mountain gate. He vowed to make the division glorious again, and all the ruins would stand tall again.
But, is the so-called truth really worth the millions of years of persistence of the Feixian Sect?
Master once said that millions of years ago, heroes from all over the continent rose up together, strong men from all walks of life split the stars and the moon, moved mountains and filled the seas, and the heaven and earth collapsed due to the supreme supernatural power.
This time when they go out into the mortal world, they must be careful not to be easily discovered, because Master seems to be slightly afraid of the truth.
Master also said that people in the mortal world are extremely cunning. If you go out for a day, you must keep a low profile and never be exposed easily until the critical moment. Otherwise, you may attract too many eyes and may suffer unreasonable disasters.
Qingyang remembered that the master seemed to have said a lot about today's world, but at that time he seemed to be stealing fairy fruit, so he didn't pay attention to it, but thinking about it, it should be better for him to be careful.