It's raining in the sky. The rain was not heavy, and it hit the ground tricklingly, but it was surprisingly irritable.

A few fallen leaves fell weakly from the branches, fluttering on the ground, like a weak life.

It was quiet on the Endless Peak, so quiet that only the sound of raindrops hitting the stone walls.

The stone walls were all shattered, and huge cracks melted in the middle, and rain poured in. Some of them have been so badly damaged that they are almost impossible to see in their original form. The ground was a mess, and the rain was still falling, washing away the blood on the stone walls little by little.

Everything here proves that not long ago, there was a great war on the Boundless Peak. A great war that is bound to end in tragedy.

Among the stone walls, there are several pieces of minced meat. The minced flesh was also so badly damaged that it was almost impossible to see which part of the body it was.

Except for some scattered body tissues, the only thing that can be called complete is only two pieces of palm-sized minced meat. And not far from the minced flesh, there was a whole head. The head was attached to the neck, and it was completely cut off together, and the knife was extremely sharp.

A large amount of blood slowly flowed out of the skull, and no matter how much rain washed it away, it could not be washed away.

What did the skull look like...... It's familiar.

That's Master Yunxing.

No one knows what's going on here. Only Master Yunxing's head fell silently.

Or rather, it was deliberately placed there.

Like a demonstration, it was placed in the center of the stone wall so that anyone who passed by could see it clearly.

Originally, Master Yunxing was just cultivating quietly here.

The previous Alchemist Guild would be destroyed, and there were not many personnel left in the entire guild, and it was almost impossible to rebuild it for a while. Master Yunxing settled the surviving personnel first, and then devoted himself to cultivation. Because he knows very well that for a new force to gain a firm foothold, there is absolutely no better deterrent than having a strong man who is strong enough to take charge on its own.

On that day, Qixia Peak was fighting, and Chiyunshi was already dead. Master Yunxing is usually kind and has never had any enemies, why did he suffer such a catastrophe?

Perhaps only the silver coat of arms that the attackers left at the scene can be found.

That's the sign of the Void Sect.

……

Ye Shuo hurried towards Boundless Peak, he felt like he was breathing a breath in his heart, and his breathing was not smooth at all. Coupled with this rainy day, the low air pressure is even more irritating.

What he had experienced before almost filled him with anger and had nowhere to vent.

First of all, the magic weapon was lost in front of him, and he had just reunited with the advisor, and he didn't even have time to really say a word, and then he fell into a different space, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

In addition, if the Six Imperial Demon Lords were allowed to flee back to the Demon Race, with his temperament, it was very likely that he would officially launch a full-scale war against the Terrans. No...... And even more important before that, once he is freed, what will happen to the advisor?

And that person...... Chu Tianyao, when they were close, he could only watch him slip away...... Everything didn't go well, so why did he go to the Six Imperial Desperate Realm in the first place?!

On that day, after the advisor and the Six Imperial Demon Lords disappeared in the Green Plain, Luo Shenxing was originally going to attack him, but the Six Imperial Desperate Realm suddenly collapsed, and Ye Shuo could only hurriedly carry the palace heavenly shadow, put away the remains of the Ten Directions Killing Puppet, and take the way to leave in the broken space.

When he was about to return home, he saw the two people dressed in black, and their costumes had already revealed their identities - Taixu Sect.

The two disciples of the Taixu Sect were whispering something, saying, "The time is well controlled, and the Yunxing Master at that time was at the time when the defense was at its weakest", or, "I thought that this task would be very difficult, but I didn't expect that the Yunxing Master was at the critical juncture of the realm breakthrough, and any disturbance would kill him." It's as fragile as a baby. ”

Before they could finish their words, they felt their necks pinched so hard that they could barely breathe, and their limbs hung limply.

The two men's eyes were wide open, and no one was holding their necks, but there was a young man not far away, looking at them with blood-red eyes.

A moment later, the two Taixu Sect disciples had exploded into two clouds of blood mist, and blood and body tissues flew around wantonly, stained with leaves and rocks, and there were no bones left. Soon the traces of their existence will be washed away by the rain.

Ye Shuo seemed to be angry, and his hands were still trembling slightly.

Soon, there was a sudden fluctuation of air flow between the mountain roads, the space trembled, a crack was torn open, and the next moment Ye Shuo had already disappeared.

He didn't want to waste too much time with those two cultists, so he barely opened his mouth to question them, just violently took control of their bodies and then forcibly invaded their memories.

After only seeing a few screens, Ye Shuo could no longer control his actions, and two clouds of blood mist exploded in front of him in an instant.

His master, Master Yunxing, is dead.

And the murderer is the two in front of him.

There's no need to ask why, as long as both of them die!

The rain was still falling, and Ye Shuo came to Boundless Peak.

Once again, he met Master Yunxing, his lovely and amiable master.

Now the elder, who always had a kind smile, had only one head left, and he looked at him with his eyes open, as if he was dead.

"Taixu Sect ......" Ye Shuo spit out these words hoarsely in his throat.

***

A bunch of outcasts.

A bunch of outcasts.

The Taixu Sect Leader stood at the top of the main hall and looked down leisurely.

Under the main hall, there are tens of thousands of Taixu sect members.

He suddenly felt a little funny.

Those people...... Why did he become a member of the Taixu Sect?

In fact, there is another question, why did he become the leader of the Taixu Sect?

The Taixu Sect Leader couldn't help but laugh dumbly.

Many, many years ago, he was not the so-called Taixu Sect Master.

Taixu Sect is not the so-called Taixu Sect.

Once in the Dingtian Mountain Range, there was an inconspicuous town, and there was a small sect with little fame in the town, called Taixumen.

Because it is a small sect, it is not famous, and there are very few disciples. After all, if there were really young people in the town who wanted to go down the path of cultivation, most of them would choose to leave their hometowns and apprentice to the Seven Great Sects of the Dingtian Mountain Range.

Therefore, Taixumen initially only taught some defensive fist and foot kung fu, and these kung fu can only be used to deal with some jackals, tigers and leopards at most, if you encounter some spirit beasts and monsters, there is basically no power to parry. But even then, it's better than nothing.

Qingzhou is one of the disciples of Taixumen.

Compared to those who don't have big dreams and feel that they can't worship the disciples of the Seven Great Sects, Qingzhou is a somewhat ambitious person. The reason why he came to Taixumen was just because his family was ordinary and he couldn't support the travel expenses.

It was for this reason that every time Qingzhou thought that he would have to be tied up in this small town for the rest of his life for such a ridiculous reason, he was unwilling.

His unwillingness became stronger and stronger with the passage of time, so that in the end, even with this Taixu Gate, which was like his second home, he had a hatred.

He hated his lowly and poor parents, his parents were just ordinary farmers in an unknown town, why couldn't they be famous and rich people in Dingtian City?

He hated the other brothers in the sect, why were they a group of such mediocre talents, who were eating and waiting for death every day. And if he is in such an atmosphere, if he becomes a little more diligent and studious, he will be despised by his senior brothers. They will say, Qingzhou, you can't get out of this town in your life, why do you work so hard?

Qingzhou scoffed at this.

He hated the master of the Taixu Gate, hated that he didn't seek progress, and only had some fists and feet. Obviously, his strength is only at the Qi Gathering level, so he dares to brag to others all day long that he is a spiritual cultivator, and he and his brothers boast about themselves.

Qingzhou also hated himself, hated himself for being just a waste that had been stored for a while.

So one day he decided to get out of there and leave the Taixu Gate.

He didn't know where to go, but he felt that it would always be wrong to go to the hinterland of the Dingtian Mountain Range.

In order to gain enough entanglement, he killed many people, such as the brothers in the Taixu Sect. He had robbed them of their belongings, but he didn't feel any remorse or guilt, because that kind of waste deserved to die.

Qingzhou traveled all the way west, saw many people and things, and his dream seemed to be getting farther and farther away from him.

He overestimated himself too much, or rather, he underestimated the outside world too much. He, just a section of gas, when passing through the forest, I'm afraid that some high-level spirit beasts can slap his head to pieces with a slap. How ridiculous is that......

While walking at night one night, Qingzhou lost his right hand.

It was a spirit animal that looked like a cute little rabbit, curled up in fur and stared at itself with big clear eyes. Qing Zhou somehow let down his guard, of course, he just stood and observed it from a distance.

However, the rabbit-like spirit beast suddenly jumped up, and that jump almost jumped two or three meters. Then it flipped in the air, opening its mouth in an instant. No, that's not a mouth, it's more like a crack.

The entire head of the spirit beast showed rows and rows of sharp and bloody teeth. Qingzhou wanted to escape, but it was too late, and his right hand became food for the spirit beast.

On the tenth day of the fifth month, Qingzhou remembered that day.

He meets a man who seems to be amiable.

He was like himself, shuttling through the jungle, but he was not as embarrassed as he was. Dressed in a white robe, the breeze was blowing, and his sleeves were bulging in the air, like a master of the fairy wind and bones.

The man told him that if he went to a place and did something insignificant, he could get a great reward. Whether Qingzhou wants money or cultivation cheats, he can be satisfied there.

Qingzhou smiled. There is no such thing as a free lunch, and there is no pie in the sky, but he still left with that man. Because he had no other choice.

On the second day of the sixth month, Qingzhou also remembers that day.

That day was his nightmare. He lost his right hand, and he lost his left leg.

Qingzhou then knew that the so-called trivial thing was to provide his body as a medicine.

That bottomless underground cage belongs to Zhiyuan Academy. A highly reputable, thousand-year-old institution, and highly respected. But this is something that Qingzhou did not know until much later.

The person who brought him told Qingzhou that the reason why he chose him was because his blood was special, and it was best to use it as a medicine. After all, a powerful pill needs an excellent medicine lead. As for whether the medicine is a plant, a spirit animal's Yuan Dan, or a human body, none of these matters.

Qingzhou has known this truth for a long time. In this world of the jungle, weak lives are not worth mentioning at all. It's just that now this kind of thing is happening to him, which also makes him feel ridiculous with a kind of karmic reincarnation.

In the evening, Qingzhou crawled out of many corpses. He wasn't the perfect medicine primer, so he just lost a leg. He is a waste material that has been discarded. But it was precisely because he was a waste material that he accidentally picked up another life.

On the second day of the eighth month, Qingzhou met a very strange person.

His fate was rewritten.

That very strange person told him that his name was Nangong Wuji, and he just happened to be passing by today.

Nangong Wuji installed a prosthetic limb for Qingzhou, and the prosthetic limb was so delicate that ordinary people couldn't detect the difference between that prosthetic limb and the real limb at all. Qingzhou felt that he had met a kind person, but he didn't feel in his heart that the kind person would help him just out of kindness.

But then, Nangong Wuji's actions made Qingzhou puzzled.

Nangong Wuji passed on his skills to Qingzhou. In just one transmission, Qingzhou went from the waste wood that had been stored for a period of gas to the condensation level in an instant. Later, Nangong Wuji gave him some pills, saying that these pills were of great help to cultivation. He was taught some simple ways to practice and left.

Qingzhou was left alone, standing in place at a loss. This person is so strange, "Doesn't he want to plot something against me?" Qingzhou thought and shook his head again, "I'm just a waste, what can people plot from me?"

Soon after, Qingzhou returned to the town where he lived. Since he killed many people when he left town, he has become the most wanted man here.

As soon as he entered the town, the guards were about to arrest him. However, as soon as Qing Zhou used his spiritual power slightly, those guards were shaken and scattered, and some of them even suffered a violent impact on their internal organs and cracked.

Qingzhou returned to the town in a perfect victorious posture.

He returned to the Taixu Gate and killed the master with one palm.

He smiled and said, today I am the master of the Taixu Gate. Those disciples cowered together, and when they heard Qingzhou say this, they didn't think about avenging the original door master, but instead knelt on the ground and shouted loudly Long live the door master.

Qingzhou sneered.

He thought about it again, it doesn't seem good to call the door master, since it's long live, haha, it's better to change the Taixu Gate to the Taixu Sect.

The disciples kneeling on the ground kowtowed and shouted, "Long live the sect master!"

The townspeople outside didn't dare to gasp.

When Qingzhou walked out of the Taixu Sect, those townspeople also fell to their knees, and they almost shouted in unison: "Long live the sect leader!"

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