Qingshan Village is surrounded by green mountains, hence its name.

The mountains and rivers are flowing towards each other, returning at dusk, and the villagers work hard and are self-sufficient, and the so-called paradise should also be like this.

At the foot of the green mountain, in a thatched hut, the young man sat cross-legged, and as the young man's breathing ended, he slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were clear and distinct, but with a trace of doubt: "Why? I obviously feel that my spiritual power has broken through the ninth order a lot, but I also feel that there is a distance from the spirit disciples?"

Luo Mingxuan continued to feel his abundant aura and fell into deep thought.

No one can help Luo Mingxuan solve these problems, they are just an ordinary small village, and they don't even understand what cultivation is.

In the Xuantian Continent, this is just the tip of the iceberg.

The Xuantian Continent is divided into six plates, namely the Eastern Xuantian, the Southern Xuantian, the Western Xuantian, the Northern Xuantian, the Middle Xuantian and the Central Continent.

The four places in the southeast, south, and northwest belong to the remote land, and there are very few cultivators.

Zhongxuan Genius is the most wonderful place in the Xuantian Continent, the masters are like clouds, there is never a lack of power to move mountains and reclaim the sea, and there are many kinds of rare and exotic beasts.

Zhongzhou was originally a pure land, but it was later occupied by evil cultivators and became a battlefield for the Xuantian Continent and evil cultivators.

The cultivators of the Xuantian Continent gathered the aura of heaven and earth in themselves and achieved peerless power.

The ranks of cultivators are divided into, Spirit Disciple, Spirit Master, Spirit Sect, Spirit General, Spirit Shuai, Spirit King, Spirit Emperor, Spirit Venerable, and Spirit Saint.

Each stage is further divided into nine stages.

As the so-called ninety-nine is one, nine is the extreme.

There is also a legend circulating in the Xuantian Continent that when you reach the ninth order of the Spirit Saint, you can spy on the secrets of the sky.

"Xuan'er, you've passed your thirteenth birthday, and it's time to send you to the academy. The old man looked at his grandson with a kind face.

"Academy, what academy, how come I can't understand grandpa!" Luo Mingxuan stood up with his hands on the ground and threw himself into the old man's arms.

The old man knocked Luo Mingxuan's head and scolded with a smile: "You stinky boy, don't think I don't know that you have been secretly cultivating behind my back." ”

"I can't hide anything from grandpa," Luo Mingxuan scratched his head.

On the surface, he has no heart and lungs, but he is extremely crazy inside, "What should I do? Grandpa was killed on the way to sign up with me." ”

Suddenly, with a flash of inspiration, Luo Mingxuan punched the air, and the air was divided and shattered like an entity and scattered in all directions.

"Grandpa, you see, your grandson's strength is already very strong, so you don't need to send me all the time, I'll just go by myself. Luo Mingxuan withdrew his fist and sneered.

The old man thought for a while, and nodded reluctantly, "Okay." ”

"Great" Luo Mingxuan hugged the old man tightly, but didn't pay attention to the light in the old man's eyes.

The days passed, but the ordinary life in Qingshan Village had some changes.

"Alas, it's almost time to go to the academy, why haven't I broken through yet?Is it because of the scarcity of aura here?" Luo Mingxuan was puzzled, and he was sweating profusely.

Drink!

A roar interrupted his train of thought.

Luo Mingxuan flashed out, and as soon as he went out, he was knocked down by a figure flying in front of him.

"Grandpa, what's wrong with you?" When Luo Mingxuan held the old man in his arms, the old man was already dying, and he kept spitting blood in his mouth.

"Old man Luo, hand over this thing earlier, you don't have to end up like this. The person who came was burly, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, constantly playing with a token in his hand, and a villain's face, "Why did the sect master choose a waste like you to take over the sect." ”

"Ahem...... Cough...... cough ......," the old man said with a pale face, holding his chest, "because you have a bad heart." ”

"I'm not right? Heh, you don't understand how powerful the power of evil cultivation is. The burly man's body shook, a black aura wrapped around his body, and an obsessive smile appeared on his face, "How fascinating the powerful power is. ”

Luo Mingxuan's face was gloomy, his fists were clenched tightly, and the anger in his heart was extreme, he gently helped the old man to the wall and lay down, and slowly got up.

Luo Mingxuan could no longer suppress the anger in his heart, and shouted: "Disaster." ”

The disaster responded and broke out of the air.

Holding the hilt of the sword, the tip of the sword pointed directly at the burly man, "I don't care if you are a human or a demon, I will kill you today." ”

"Kill me?" The burly man laughed: "Just by you, a spirit disciple is not a human being, I don't know who gave you the courage." ”

The burly man slapped his palm casually, and a black aura was about to come out, and Luo Mingxuan raised his sword with his backhand to resist with both hands.

With a bang, Luo Mingxuan was knocked away fiercely, spitting blood from his mouth, and passed out.

The thatched hut behind him was already in tatters due to the violent impact.

What no one noticed was that when Luo Mingxuan's blood splashed on the disaster, it was absorbed by the disaster.

The blood light of the disaster rose sharply, and a blood-colored shadow penetrated into Luo Mingxuan's eyebrows.

"Luo Mingxuan" got up silently, dusted off his body, pulled up the disaster that was inserted on the ground, his eyes were inexhaustibly tender, and he whispered: "Old friend, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

The body of the calamity sword shook slightly, and the blood flickered, revealing his thoughts about his master.

A sword roar full of anger rose into the sky, and "Luo Mingxuan" paced out with disaster in hand.

Flicking the spine of the sword, he whispered: "It's you who disturb Miss Ben's good dreams?"

The burly man was full of questions, how could he slap a man and turn into a woman.

"Forget it, Miss Ben doesn't have time to talk nonsense with you, I'll go back to sleep after killing you. ”

After that, the disaster in the hand of "Luo Mingxuan" flipped over, and a breath that made the burly man tremble erupted, "Go die!"

With a wave of disaster, a sword qi flew towards the burly man, and the dust where the sword qi passed, the burly man crossed his arms in front of his chest, ready to resist, but found that the seemingly powerful attack was not even a little powerful.

The burly man scolded angrily: "You little rabbit cub ......"

It's just that there was someone in front of him, and it happened that a crow flew over his head: "Dumb...... Dumb...... Dumb ......" the crow's cries mocked his timidity.

At this time, "Luo Mingxuan" had already run far away with the old man, put the old man on the ground, and wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead, "I'm tired of Miss Ben, I didn't expect to do such an exciting thing just after waking up, so tired and tired, go back to sleep." ”

After that, a blood-colored shadow flew out from Luo Mingxuan's eyebrows, "No, I have to wake him up." Then he stabbed Luo Mingxuan's thigh fiercely with the disaster in his hand.

"Whew" Luo Mingxuan looked in pain, and rolled back and forth holding his thighs, "It's painful to kill labor and management." "But they didn't pay attention to the changes in disaster relief.

After a slight sweep, he hurriedly crawled to the old man's side and picked up the old man, crying bitterly, "Grandpa, don't scare me." ”

Although Luo Mingxuan cried bitterly and shouted desperately, he couldn't get any response from the old man.

Luo Mingxuan looked up to the sky and roared: "Why? Why is it still such an ending?"