Chapter 1: The Black Sword
Qingyun Sect, as a long-established sect in the East Earth Continent, spans nearly a hundred miles of territory, east to the suburbs of the capital of Lin'an Kingdom, west to the side of the Yun River, Qingyun Sect has nine peaks, Lingbao Peak, Wuji Peak, Qingyun Peak is the upper three peaks, bringing together a rich aura, and gathering a large number of miscellaneous disciples who are not valued by the sect, its aura is naturally the thinnest.
When the sky was still bright, Li Changqing, who was about to do a day's chores, stretched his waist before he got up slowly, and kept muttering, "I knew that the outer disciples were doing these chores, and they wouldn't have come to this Qingyun Sect when they died!" ”
Having said that, his eyes darkened visibly.
Li Changqing has been coming to Qingyun Sect for ten years, and the reason why he came to Qingyun Sect is because when he was seven years old, that night, the horse thieves under the mountain slaughtered the entire village and turned it into a sea of blood, even his parents ......
It was a little girl who was as old as him back then with a plain sword in her hand, and she had become an immortal cultivator respected by the villagers at a young age, she killed all those horse thieves, and saved Li Changqing, and brought him to Qingyun Sect to be an outer disciple, Li Changqing vowed to become an immortal cultivator like a plain sword girl since then.
In his heart, the seeds of wanting to become stronger were deeply planted!
However, now that ten years have passed, he has not even stepped into the most basic exercises of the Qingyun Sect, the first layer of the Qingyun Sect.
Li Changqing smiled self-deprecatingly, seeing that many of the outer disciples who entered the sect later than him had already entered the inner gate and become real immortal cultivators, perhaps he had already given up his original ambition, and now, it would be good to be able to live.
Li Changqing came to the most luxurious building in the Miscellaneous Servant Peak, the Miscellaneous Building, and received his job today.
"Li Changqing!"
A middle-aged man with a fat head and big ears sitting on a swaying old chair squinted his eyes and said in a loud voice.
"Elder Jiang."
Li Changqing secretly complained to himself, the man in front of him was the only elder of the Miscellaneous Servant Peak, Jiang Fugui, although he was just an ordinary person, he could still be an outer sect elder in this huge immortal cultivation sect, and he also had some means.
Not only that, but he is famous for his "equal treatment", over the years he has secretly sent more than a dozen disciples who bribed him who were not qualified to enter the outer gate to go up the mountain, and that's it, these outer disciples who bribed the outer gate to go up the mountain were also taken special care by him, and some light chores on weekdays were basically taken up by them.
And those hardest and heaviest jobs are naturally done by Li Changqing, the "old man" who has been in the Miscellaneous Labor Peak for ten years.
Sure enough, I heard that Jiang Fugui said in a rather sarcastic tone, "Well, there are quite a lot of chores today, well, you should go to the back mountain to cut five hundred catties of spirit bamboo first, come back quickly, you have to do more than this one thing today!" ”
Li Changqing replied weakly, his sharpness had already been smoothed out by ten years of miscellaneous life.
He picked up the spirit axe needed to cut down the spirit bamboo, took a deep breath, and walked quickly in the direction of the back mountain.
"Hmph, I've been an outer disciple for ten years, and a waste has wasted three years of my time!"
After Li Changqing walked away, Jiang Fugui pursed his lips and looked at the direction of Li Changqing's departure with cold eyes.
In fact, in the first three years that Li Changqing had just come to Qingyun Sect, he was blessed by Jiang Fugui, and the miscellaneous work he did was the easiest work among the outer disciples.
After all, Li Changqing was led into the outer gate by an inner disciple, but ten years have passed, and that inner disciple has already become the head of the sect's subordinate disciple, not only has she never returned to the outer gate to see Li Changqing since then, but the most annoying thing is that Li Changqing is still an outer disciple!
So Jiang Fugui, who wanted to sell a favor to the inner disciple, sprinkled all his anger on Li Changqing, and what Li Changqing has done over the years has always been the hardest and most tiring work in the Miscellaneous Peak.
The back mountain of the Miscellaneous Servant Peak is not far from the Miscellaneous Building, and along the way, I also met a few fellow disciples who also drew similar drudgery, and it was not deserted.
"Oh, that's Li Changqing!"
"He's the No. 1 waste material of the outer sect who can't practice Qingyun Jue for ten years?"
"Li Changqing, get out of the sect quickly, don't lose the face of our outer gate!"
Listening to the twittering words of these fellow disciples in front of him, Li Changqing didn't pay attention to it, and silently walked towards the spiritual bamboo forest he was going to cut down today.
In the early morning, the fog shrouded the back mountain, and it was white, and people's vision became blurred.
"Whew...... Whew......"
There was a rapid wheezing sound in the spirit bamboo forest, and his eyes narrowed closer, only to see a thin figure in the forest, as if he was tirelessly cutting down the spirit bamboo.
Finally, the spirit bamboo fell in response, and the thin figure collapsed to the ground tiredly, unable to move.
That is naturally Li Changqing who came to the Spirit Bamboo Forest.
Finding a vacant space at random, Li Changqing threw the spirit axe on the ground, and sat up on the ground without paying attention to it, although he had already started to do these chores when he was very young, but after all, he was only a seventeen-year-old boy, and the daily chores almost crushed him.
He wanted to leave the sect three years ago, but he was unwilling.
Yes, no one wants to admit that they are a scrap.
But no matter how hard he worked and how unwilling he was, ten years of time still couldn't change the fact that he couldn't practice Qingyun Jue.
Li Changqing clenched his fists.
The fog suddenly became thicker, completely losing Li Changqing's vision, and everything around him was white.
Li Changqing frowned, he had been here for many years, and there had never been such a strange thing, he got up vigilantly and stared at the dense white mist around him.
Suddenly, a flash of inspiration appeared, and the white mist unconsciously opened a path!
Li Changqing was taken aback by this strange scene, and his legs trembled uncontrollably, "Ghost, there is a ghost!" ”
In response to him, there was nothing but his echoes, and all that remained was dead silence.
Li Changqing saw that the ghost in his heart had not come to catch him for a long time, the fear in his heart was reduced a little, looking at the path where he couldn't see the end clearly, he forcibly suppressed the curiosity in his heart, and his eyes widened vigilantly.
Gradually, the white fog dissipated, and the surroundings became clear.
"Huh?"
Li Changqing exclaimed, and not far from him, a black thing appeared out of thin air, but it was a little unclear.
Didn't you see it before? Could it be that the fog is too thick?
Li Changqing could no longer suppress his strong curiosity and slowly walked towards that thing.
"How can there be a sword here? Strange, I didn't have one when I came yesterday? ”
Li Changqing took a closer look, and it turned out to be a black sword that only exposed the hilt of the sword, and most of the sword body was inserted into the ground!
Li Changqing's eyes widened, and an unnatural trace of disbelief flashed on his face, you must know that he has come to this spirit bamboo forest to cut spirit bamboo almost every day, and he has never seen this black sword, could it be that someone left it here last night?
He took a step forward and took a closer look, two lifelike dragon claws were carved on the hilt of the sword, and there was a faint dragon might, just looking at the hilt, he knew that this was not an ordinary sword.
"Damn, this is too pretty, isn't it?"
Li Changqing swallowed his saliva, he had entered the Qingyun Sect as a famous outer disciple since he was seven years old, and he had not seen any decent magic weapon until now, he guessed that this was very likely to be a magic weapon left by a senior with high mana!
"I'll take a look and promise not to mess with you!"
Li Changqing's heart was itching, looking at the black sword in front of him, which he knew was a powerful magic weapon, he couldn't bear it anymore, and carefully held the hilt of the sword, wanting to pull out this black sword.
Li Changqing pulled it out, and the black sword did not move.
"It's pretty deep."
Li Changqing once again exerted his strength to feed, and with all his strength, he finally made the black sword move.
Li Changqing was overjoyed, just when the black sword was about to come out, and he thought it was about to be completed, the black sword suddenly emitted a dazzling light, and the dazzling Li Changqing couldn't open his eyes.
"Ahh
Li Changqing hurriedly let go of his hand, pulled out his legs and ran away, but the black sword suddenly burst out with a powerful suction, the spiritual light continued to flicker, and the black sword let out bursts of roar!
"Ahh
Li Changqing wailed in pain, his expression became distorted, and a purple gas was constantly released around his body, frantically pouring into the black sword!
"I ...... Are you going to die? ”
Li Changqing felt the weakness of his body, as if his body had been hollowed out, he closed his eyes in despair and lost consciousness.
In the moment of losing consciousness, he suddenly thought of her, the little girl who was as big as her back then, which haunted him in his dreams, and after ten years, it was his courage and hope to persevere.
But he hasn't become an immortal cultivator yet, but he hasn't seen her yet, and he hasn't repaid her yet!