Chapter 1 Greetings to the Master

There are mountains in the clouds, towering into the clouds, and there is a low pavilion standing on the top of the clouds.

It was the place where the previous sect masters of the Xuanyun Sect retreated and cultivated, and others couldn't get closer, so no one knew that there was a young man lying in that low pavilion.

The cold wind on the top of Xuanyun Mountain is cold, and no grass grows, but it is as warm as spring spirit grass in the low pavilion.

"Isn't it time to wake up?"

An old man with gray hair was sitting cross-legged on the ground, looking at the young man lying on the jade bed, his cloudy eyes were full of unwillingness and regret: "The time for old decay is running out......

There was a huge blood-colored formation under the old man, the old man sat on the array, looked at the young man with a complicated expression, and then a mouthful of essence blood sprayed into the formation, and shouted: "Take my blood as the guide, take my qi as the soul, take my body as the furnace, heaven and earth spirits gather, converge in my body!"

The formation was activated, and the heavens and the earth changed color! The clear sky was instantly covered with dark clouds and dark thunder, and the aura of heaven and earth seemed to be strongly sucked and frantically converged towards the eyes of the formation, infused into the old man's body with rapid momentum!

The old man seemed to be absorbing it with all his strength like a bottomless pit, his cloudy eyes recovered a trace of clarity due to the infusion of aura, and there was a smile on his thin face: "The old decay limit is approaching, this is the last time to deliver Yuan Li for you......"

When the words fell, the old man's gesture changed, and the pure Yuan Force in his body poured towards the young man without reservation!

This delivery is the time of the month!

The aura of heaven and earth is still converging on the old man, and the old man's Yuan Force transmission has not stopped, and in this violent impact, the old man's spirit has gradually withered......

"Hmm......"

Suddenly, the young man who was lying motionless on the jade bed to receive the Yuan Force frowned, and the transmission of the Yuan Force of the Divine Consciousness was forced to stop, and the old man's body stiffened and spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his body withered down at a speed visible to the naked eye......

"Master...... Awake?"

Seven days later, the young man on the jade bed slowly opened his eyes.

The old man dragged his shriveled and thin body tremblingly approached the jade bed, looked at the young man on the jade bed, his eyes were confused, his hands couldn't stop trembling, and he knelt on the ground respectfully and made a disciple salute: "Disciple, welcome Master!"

Hearing this, the young man on the jade bed moved, and turned his head to look, his eyes still had the confusion that he had just woken up. He looked at the old man kneeling in front of him, who was covered in blood and could choke at any time, frowned and asked, "Are you?"

"Back to Shizun, the disciple's name is Xuanqing, and the teacher is Xuanyun. ”

Xuan Qing replied, Xuan Qing, the sect leader of the Xuanyun Sect, whose face did not change even after the siege of the Ten Sects, was a little trembling at this time, and his head was extremely low and he did not dare to raise it.

"Xuanyun's disciple?" The young man nodded, sat up and looked around, the room was full of spirit grass that stabilized the primordial spirit in ten thousand years, and there was also a huge spirit gathering blood array, and he immediately understood why he woke up.

"What about Xuanyun? Did you save me?"

"Back to Master, Master...... I'm afraid I'm already gone...... Three thousand years ago, the master was approaching, so he entrusted the master to the disciples, only to blame the disciples for not cultivating well, failed to realize the true inheritance of the master, and it was less than four thousand years to come. ”

"It's been 10,000 years......"

The boy closed his eyes, and after a while, he slowly opened them, his eyes much clearer than before. He glanced at his body, clenched his fists, felt the vigorous power in his body, and said with a smile: "It's hard for you for these three thousand years, strengthen my Yuan Shen, find a suitable body and warm up, and waste a lot of your effort." ”

There is also a room full of spiritual grasses, and if you can get one plant, it is creation, and there are dozens of them here.

He was able to wake up thanks to him.

"This is a matter within the disciple's responsibility, but the disciple's talent is low, and he can only awaken the master, not protect the master. The jade plaque hanging on your waist is the jade of the Xuanyun Sect Master, from now on you are the Xuanyun Sect's Sect Master, and the Xuanyun Sect is at your disposal. ”

As if to confirm Xuanqing's words, as soon as he finished speaking, his body fell to the ground a little unsupportable, and only skin and bones were left in the shriveled area, and the yuan power in his body had been exhausted, and only one breath remained.

"You didn't have the limit, but the three thousand years that helped me stabilize the Yuan Shen gave you too much consumption, which led to the advance of the limit, you used your life's strength to save me, I want to give you back a creation, whether you can break through, it's up to you, Xuanqing." ”

Hearing this, a light instantly bloomed in Xuanqing's eyes, and he couldn't stop trembling with excitement! The creation of the master! The creation of one of the three emperors, the Xuanzu Emperor! In addition to the disciples of the Xuanzu Emperor, who else in heaven and earth can have this honor!

As soon as Xuan Qing wanted to kneel down and bow and thank him, he saw the young man stretch out his finger between Xuan Qing's eyebrows, and a huge memory poured into his sea of knowledge, making his body stiff, and then he directly closed his eyes and crossed his legs to comprehend.

Seeing that Xuanqing began to comprehend, the young man stretched his waist and walked off the jade bed, looked at the flowers and plants in the room, pinched his arm, opened the door and stood on the top of the mountain, and took a deep breath in the cold wind.

I didn't expect him to live again......

I don't know what method Xuan Yun used to protect his Yuan Shen, but the damage to him must not be low, if it weren't for his cultivation and talent, he wouldn't have felt the limit three thousand years ago......

I don't know what happened to the others, and what is the current situation in the world......

If it is known that he is alive, I am afraid that there will be a bloody storm, just like back then.

However, his current strength does not allow him to expose himself, there are many disciples of Emperor Xuanzu, but there are also many enemies, he still can't escape that catastrophe back then, let alone now.

Although Xuanqing has been doing his best to nurture this body and deliver Yuan Force every year, he is in a coma after all, and he can't cultivate, so he has no strength at all except for this body's excellent qualifications, and only his spiritual power can be used because of the Yuan Shen.

With such strength, what can he do?

After thinking about it, he decided to live in his current identity for the time being, which was also a rare leisure time for him.

Looking at the bones, this body should be fifteen years old, and it is really late for ordinary people to start cultivating now, but fortunately, he is not an ordinary person.

Just thinking about it, he suddenly felt a heat on his chest, and when he reached out and touched it, a piece of pith-yellow carved dragon warm jade was exuding a shining light, and two delicate small characters were engraved on it: Qin Ping.