The Mixed Yuan Sect is the first sect in the Holy Spirit City, the capital of the Great Yan Kingdom, and is as famous as the Wanjin Chamber of Commerce, Zhaojiazhuang, Tsing Yi Academy, and the Saixian Medicine Hall, plus the Holy Spirit Army, the emperor's direct troops, a total of six forces have divided the entire Holy Spirit City, at least on the surface, reaching a stable and balanced state.

The Mixed Yuan Sect majored in the power of the five elements, and there were five halls under it, namely the Wood System Qinglong Hall, the Gold Department White Tiger Hall, the Fire System Vermilion Bird Hall, the Water System Xuanwu Hall, and the Earth System Huanglin Hall.

The five elements are one, and the party is a mixed element. And its sect master, Huo Guang, has reached the realm of Yuheng, and has used the power of the five elements to perfection, not to mention the entire Dayan Kingdom, even the entire Tianyan Continent, there are few people who are his opponents.

And this Mixed Cloud Sect was the initiator of that disaster, all this happened because of a rumor, a false story that destroyed a small village buried in the deep mountains and had no quarrel with the world.

Because some people flattered them that they had a kind of god and demon pupil, and this was the opportunity to become immortals.

With just one piece of news, this kind of illusory thing made that person firmly believe in it, and slaughtered his people lightly, and three hundred and eighty-seven lives were lost.

And these villagers have no power to cultivate at all, they work at sunrise and rest at sunset, living a life without quarrel with the world, although they are poor, they are also happy.

On that day, how many villagers knelt on the ground and pleaded, even if they swore that they had never heard of such a thing, but these demons did not hesitate at all, and the butcher knives in their hands never stopped for half a minute.

Regardless of men, women and children, women and children, even chickens, ducks, pigs and dogs were slaughtered.

And if it hadn't happened to be that day, the five of them sneaked into the mountains to hunt and play, I'm afraid that no one would remember this small village again.

After playing in the mountains for three days in a row, when the sun set, the five people returned with their prey, but what they saw was the shadow of a lifetime.

The bloody atmosphere was rampant, the stumps and broken arms were all over the ground, and there were many beautiful women covered in blood. However, what is even more terrifying is that their eyes are gouged out and cut out by hand, even the infant children.

The empty pupils and distorted faces seemed to see these five people, as if they were crying to them with resentment and unwillingness: "Revenge, revenge!"

And the monstrous hatred here made the beasts dare not approach or eat.

"Daddy!"

"Mother!"

Liu Xun ran into his house like crazy, and the last trace of luck was gone, and the two corpses were lying together with their hands clasped, but they were not connected to the body.

Tears flowed down Liu Xun's cheeks, mixed with blood. And the heavenly lord seems to have been inspired by this tragedy in the world, or sympathized with the sorrow of the young man, and even shed tears.

The heavy rain washed his body, and the boy stood still and trembled. The heavy rain washed away his innocence, leaving only a heart of revenge!

"Who is it?"

A red light flashed in his right eye, and his already bewitching pupils looked even more strange at this time. And just after Liu Xun roared, the surrounding scenery began to regress frantically, until his father and mother appeared.

"Daddy, Daddy!"

Liu Xun was overjoyed, wiped a handful of snot and tears and hurriedly pounced, but he pounced.

"Dad, mother, don't you want to ask?"

Liu Xun mustered up the last shred of courage and pounced again, but what was waiting for him was the same result, sitting on the ground, looking at all this and muttering to himself.

The surrounding scene can only be seen but not touched, like a mirror, and he is just a spectator, his parents are long dead.

Liu Xun sat on the ground sluggishly, silently watching all this, laughing miserably from time to time mixed with self-deprecation and hatred.

In the picture, a middle-aged man is lying on a rocking chair in the courtyard, smoking a dry cigarette and saying, "it, where did that stinky boy go?"

"Eighty percent went out with those little ghosts again. ”

A peasant woman stopped her farm work, wiped the fine sweat on her forehead and smiled, looking at the big man's eyes full of tenderness.

Hearing this, the big man snorted coldly and said, "This muddy boy will slip away as soon as he hears that he is going to do farm work, and he won't swell his ass when he comes back." ”

Glancing at the big man, the peasant woman smiled and said, "You, you, every time you say you want to beat him, have you ever beaten him once?"

The peasant woman walked slowly, snatched the cigarette stick from the big man's hand, and said, "You are not in good health, smoke less, how many times have you said it!"

"Don't, don't! take another sip, just take a sip!"

The big man hurriedly got up and wanted to grab the cigarette stick, but was gently avoided by the peasant woman, so he had to touch his head in embarrassment and smiled: "Also, how dare I beat him, I want to beat him, will you let me go?"

"You're poor!" the peasant woman snorted, and added, "It's not all you who spoiled this stinky boy. ”

Liu Xun looked at the daily life of the two with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and the big man gently hugged the peasant woman from behind and said, "Hehe, it's best to be a wife." ”

The peasant woman looked shy, and after struggling slightly, she didn't move, and said angrily: "What a big person, and you are not so noisy." ”

The big man ignored it, and said with a smile: "It's rare that that stinky boy is not at home..."

As he was talking, there was a sudden "bang", and the courtyard gate was kicked and fell in front of the big man.

"Who?"

The big man pulled the woman over and blocked her behind him, staring on guard.

"It's you!"

"And you, Mixed Yuan Sect, Huo Guang!"

"Hand over the Eye of the Gods and Demons!"

"Haven't heard of it!"

...

The picture came to an abrupt end, but even so, Liu Xun could guess the following situation.

Looking up to the sky and howling, Liu Xun's eyes were about to crack, his nails were deeply sunk into his palms, and if he listened carefully, there was a "bang" sound in his body, like broken bones, and like broken shackles.

And the other four were the same, roaring to the sky, and the sound of wind and rain mixed with the endless resentment and rain turned into new graves.

The night passed softly, and a round of tomorrow cleared the clouds and mist, quietly rising from the east, rendering the surroundings exceptionally bright.

In the depression, Liu Xun slowly opened his tear-stained eyes, the sad emotions still lingered in his heart, his back was already wet with nightmares, even if he had no appreciation for this beautiful morning glow.

"Dad, mother!"

"The kids miss you so much!"

The boy muttered to himself, after all, this was too cruel for him!

"Three thousand zhang!"

"Two thousand feet!"

After climbing for ten days in a row, he found a depression again, and took out the bread in his arms, but at this moment there were only five left, which made the boy a little anxious, so he had to take a bite and reluctantly put it into his arms.

This Iron Sword Peak is much more difficult than imagined, even if Liu Xun's current cultivation power is not weak, and he has reached the Ten Realms of Foundation Building, but it is still so difficult.

After making some traps around, Liu Xun meditated cross-legged with his hands and seals, and cultivated silently, looking from a distance, there seemed to be a faint aura around his body.