Ziyuntai, the "Xianyuan Platform" for the new disciples of the Three Holy Sects.

The Three Holy Sects recruit disciples every three years, and there are countless rules and regulations, and it can be said that it is extremely difficult to become a disciple of the Three Holy Sects. Everyone who can climb the Purple Cloud Platform is the pride of the sky.

At this moment, on the stage, two teenagers who are only seven or eight years old are fighting.

The red-robed young man was holding a Hong Yan spear that was two heads higher than his own, and the head of the spear was golden, which was very extraordinary; on the other hand, a blue-robed young man, holding a long knife, his face was pale, and he had obviously lost the upper hand under the attack of the red-robed young man's rapid spear.

"Senior Brother Xiang Wei is still amazing, is this marksmanship a family heirloom?"

Outside the Ziyun Terrace, a girl in a strong suit exclaimed, and there was unconcealed adoration in her voice.

"That is, "Hong Yan marksmanship" is the Xiang family's mastery, but I didn't expect Xiang Wei's junior brother to be able to use the trick of "Hong Yan Attack and Kill" at a young age, it seems that this introductory trial is his first again!"

"I saw it in the previous introductory test, Senior Brother Xiang's fire spirit body with the Heavenly Spirit Root, the talent is the first among our introductory disciples, and his marksmanship is even more first-class, it seems that he is likely to be the first to become the true disciple of the Three Holy Sects in the future!"

A chubby, twelve- or thirteen-year-old boy said, his face full of envy.

"Hmph, so what, strong talent does not mean that the cultivation speed will be fast in the future, although I, Li Er, am only a second-class spiritual root, it is really hard to say who is the first-level foundation builder......"

Next to the fat man, the tall and thin young man who was as tall as a hemp rod bit his lip, looking very unconvinced......

The result of the competition was not unexpected, the red-robed young man raised his little face, stood proudly on the purple cloud platform, the spear in his hand went straight into the sky, the red-robed hunting, and the snow was white, as if covered with a layer of dazzling brilliance.

"Xiang Wei! The introductory disciple talent test ranked first, and the martial arts test also ranked first. The Sect Master of the Three Holy Sects, the Cloud Evil Ancestor, passed down the decree and personally accepted him as a beginner disciple!"

An announcement caused an uproar among this group of disciples who had just started, and everyone looked at Ziyun Platform with envy on their faces, the real proud son of heaven.

Xiang Wei smiled at the corner of his mouth, a villain of seven or eight years old already faintly had the demeanor of a generation of grandmasters.

Lonely mountain, long pavilion, cliffside pine...... Everything is drowned in a world of silver.

This is the first time the two have met: the man is in the pavilion, the purple robe is added, calm as a mountain, the hazy face is not real, the breath of the whole body is deep and the mountain is admirable, the young man is outside the pavilion, the red robe is like fire, the arrogance is unparalleled, the small face is full of hope, the pan-gold spear is brave and fearless, and the demeanor is striking.

When the young man knelt down with joy to apprentice, fantasizing about the future, what he ushered in was a hot palm wind from the purple-robed figure. The cold palm wind not only slapped the boy ten feet away, but also scattered the arrogance of the teenager, scattered the three-point admiration in the heart of the teenager, and at the same time, buried a trace of fear in the teenager's heart.

Fifteen years later, the teenager became a young man.

On the Ziyun Platform, the young man who had reached the middle stage of foundation building won the first place in the inner door test as always, the red robe was rising, the spear was cold, but his face no longer had the arrogance of ten years ago, and he became calm and introverted.

The second time we met, the fiery maple leaves replaced the snow, and the thick leaves covered the top of the mountain. Looking at the peerless young man in front of him who lowered his eyebrows in front of him, the purple-robed figure frowned slightly, "Your state of mind is still lacking!"

Today, eighty years later, the youth of the foundation building realm has become the middle-aged of Jindan's peak.

The third time we met, it was still inside and outside the gazebo.

"When we first met, do you know why I hit you?"

The purple-robed figure spoke slowly.

"When he was young, he relied on his talent, no one in his eyes, he was sharp, and he was competing for the first place everywhere, if it weren't for the master's palm, Xiang Wei would still be in the realm of refining qi now......"

Xiang Wei said slowly, and the robe on his body was also changed to brown, simple and profound.

"I regret it now. Although that palm woke you up, it also planted a seed of fear in your heart, and you will always have no confidence when facing the master...... That's it, the cause of the past is the effect of the present. Elder Zhao is gathering people in the door to prepare to capture the demon, you go with them, and when you cross the threshold of your state of mind, you will naturally be able to get married!"

The shadow of childhood has accompanied me to this day, even if I have achieved the Jindan realm now, I still can't cross the hurdle in my heart.

At this moment, Xiang Wei seemed to have returned to the age of seven or eight years old: outside the pavilion, the heavy snow with goose feathers had completely crushed the young man, and the ice on his body was not as cold as the chill in his heart. Thinking of the palm just now, a touch of fear was infinitely magnified in the bottom of my heart.

I don't know what's going on, the young man seems to have fallen into a nightmare, and the palm of the purple-robed figure is repeated over and over again in front of him, and every time the palm falls, the fear in the young man's eyes becomes stronger......

I don't know how long it took, at a certain moment, when the palm print of the purple-robed figure fell again, the young man was like a marionette, completely crushed by this palm, and the fear in his eyes was annihilated, and there was no longer the slightest breath of life.

In the outside world, at a certain point in the "Seven Xuanfu Infant Demon Deterrence Great Array", Xiang Wei Ancestor, who was at the peak of Jindan, also swallowed his breath, and he didn't blink his eyes, his eyes were full of fear!

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The seven Jindan Ancestors died one after another, and even the "Seven Xuanfu Infant Demon Deterrence Array" outside their bodies could not be maintained, and with a violent explosion, on the top of the Sword Mountain, the invisible sword qi dissipated layer by layer, and finally returned to the origin.

The scene in front of him came extremely suddenly, at the same time as the "Seven Xuanfu Infant Demon Deterrence Array" burst open, Ning Jianzhen and Ning Lingyun were shocked at the same time, and after coming back to their senses, they rushed towards several sect elders, as if they wanted to step forward to find out.

However, just after coming to the top of Sword Mountain, the two of them fell asleep dizzily as if they had drunk fake wine......

The Zhao family is one of the most powerful families in the Three Holy Islands.

Zhao Liexiong, the contemporary head of the Zhao family, has a total of seven brothers and sisters, except for Zhao Siyuan, who went to Sansheng Island to practice since he was a child, the most talented is the seventh Zhao of the Zhao family.

Zhao Chengyun has been gifted since he was a child, and his cultivation talent is amazing, without guidance, at the age of thirteen, he has already secretly cultivated to the seventh level of qi refining, but because of his obedient temperament, he has no sense of identity with his family and friends, and has been suppressed and sharpened by the Zhao family.

About one hundred and twenty years ago, Zhao Chengyun, who had just advanced to the early stage of the Jindan, stole the ninth-order demon pill prepared for the head of the family, Zhao Liexiong, and killed dozens of Zhao family heirs in a frenzy, completely betraying the Zhao family.

For Zhao Siyuan, who has been practicing in the Three Holy Sects since he was a child, when he heard about his son's bad news, his whole heart was dead, and since then, revenge for his son has become the only thought to support his life.

Forty years ago, Zhao Siyuan was injured by Zhao Chengyun and returned to the Three Holy Sects to retreat and cultivate, until he recently came out of the customs, he heard about the evil done by the Demon Ancestor, and he took the initiative to ask for help in righteous indignation.

Zhao Siyuan's dream was very strange, and it was clearly divided into two parts.

On one side, the sun is shining, everything he sees and hears is the laughter and laughter of his son, and the various experiences from childhood to adulthood are almost vivid; on the other side, there is a dark and dreary piece, the whole world is lifeless, and the only fragment that exists is the scene when he fought with Zhao Chengyun and was seriously injured by the other party.

It's just that Kong Fei looked at the scene in front of him, but he had a strange feeling, his eyes stared at the two people on both sides of the war, and after a while, his heart tightened, as if he had discovered something.

In the dream, Zhao Chengyun's expression is very strange: joy, laughter, anger, sadness, seriousness, frustration, anger...... All beings have a hundred faces, but they keep repeating on one face. Since everything in the dream is done subconsciously, without the slightest falsehood, this face of all beings is clearly the original face of the "Zhao Chengyun" in front of him.

"Heart Demon?!"

Kong Fei unconsciously appeared two words in his mind, never expected that in this Zhao Siyuan's dream, the obsession of "killing Zhao Chengyun" had already become his inner demon.