It was early in the morning.

A little girl with a fleshy face, big eyes, and a rather innocent little girl shouted: "Xiao Xuan... Xiao Xuan, go to the mountains to play!"

"Wait for me, I'll come out right away!" Su Zixuan responded.

At this time, the grandson of the second master next door, Xiaopang also ran out, because his body was stronger than ordinary children, so everyone called him Xiaopang.

The three of them have grown up together since they were children, playing together, they can be described as brothers and sisters, and Su Zixuan and Xiaoxuan are childhood sweethearts.

Now it is summer, the scenery on the mountain is particularly beautiful, clear springs and flowing water, green trees, three people you chase me, until it is almost dark.

On the way home, Su Zixuan accidentally scratched his arm, and when he went back, he was naturally scolded.

Next.

There was nothing to do, or it could be said that he had no memory, so Su Zixuan went out to run up the mountain alone, and before he knew it, he was a little tired, so he climbed on a boulder and fell asleep.

And he didn't know what had happened to his mountain village during the time he was away!

......

In a good mountain village, a bloody smell came from the whole village full of corpses, neighbors, and their own masters, blood was everywhere, and the smell of blood was particularly pungent in the air.

When Zixuan saw all this, his face turned pale, he ran frantically, and after running home, he found that his parents had also been killed, and in a panic, he knelt on the ground and began to cry bitterly.

His mother's fingers moved slightly, and her lips moved slightly.

"Quick... Run, Xuan'er, run... Run, Xuan'er!" and there was no sound.

At this time, Zixuan knew what he was going to face, he started to run desperately, he wanted to find Xiaoxuan, but he didn't find it.

When he arrived at his second master's house, he found that Xiaopang was also nowhere to be seen, so he couldn't care about anything anymore and started running.

Then there was a sudden arrival.

Several people wept with fierce faces, dressed in black.

"Boom, the essence blood of the people in this mountain village is really pure, it's really good!" said one of them.

Another said, "Let's go, don't let the humans find out, or we'll be in danger." ”

After saying that, he disappeared in a few flashes.

......

Zixuan was so frightened that he was so frightened when he saw it that he didn't dare to breathe, so he started to run until it was dark, and after running to the top of the mountain, his feet slipped and fell into the mountain, not knowing life or death.

"Drip, drip, drip......"

Water droplets dripped on Su Zixuan's face, and when he woke up, he saw that it was already dawn outside, and he was on a small platform in the middle of the mountain, under the resistance of a bunch of trees and flowers, so he survived by luck.

At this time, the dream in his mind was as real as it was real, guiding him in the dark.

A hole covered in cobwebs, and after hesitating for a long time, he followed the instructions of the dream and entered.

......

At this moment, a purple jade pendant was shining, and he reached out and picked it up, could it be that the dream was real?

I saw that the jade pendant was exquisite, like made in heaven, and the moment I took it in my hand, I suddenly found that the wounds on my hand and body were slowly healing.

Is this true? Suddenly his head turned white and he fell unconscious.

The story in the dream resurfaced in his mind, and he couldn't remember anything in between, only that there was such a jade pendant here, waiting for tens of thousands of years.

......

When he woke up, his head hurt, and he found a vine, and he pulled it, and it was quite strong.

He has been hunting with his father since he was a child, and his physical strength is not bad, and he began to climb along the vines, and he didn't know how long it took to finally reach the mountain, and he didn't think about anything else, he just wanted to go home and see everyone.

......

As soon as he arrived at the entrance of the village, he found a figure in blue and purple clothes in the sky, looked at the ground, and sighed: "Poor, pitiful!"

When Su Zixuan saw it, he said: "Immortal, save me, save me!"

The figure was suddenly surprised by the appearance of this little child, he was thinking about other things, but he didn't care about the surroundings, otherwise why wouldn't he notice it if he was cultivating?

"There are still living people!" and observed it carefully with his divine sense, and his qualifications were acceptable.

......

Then I ask you, "Would you like to be my teacher?"

Su Zixuan replied: "Yes, yes!"

The immortal smiled and said, "Okay, then I'll take you!

Zixuan immediately said: "Little Su Zixuan, the master is above, and he is worshiped by the apprentice, and there are several in a row." ”

......

This immortal sent him into the air with some unknown force, and saw that the blood below had dried up, and the corpse had already stinked.

So he said to his master, "I want to bury my parents and fellow villagers, is that okay?"

This request was naturally granted, and Su Zixuan began to bury, and it took a long time to finally gather all the remains of the villagers together, light the torches, and the flames began to devour everyone's flesh......

......

His master's name was Fang Ling, and on the way, he also told him what an immortal was, and the difference between immortals in cultivating qi refining, foundation building, knotting pills, yuan ying, and the realms that his master didn't know, and also told him that each realm had three small realms.

The Demon Spirit Gate belongs to the Qingxuan Dynasty, located in the Wannan Mountain Range, and is quite a prestigious sect in the entire Qingxuan Dynasty, and the Qingxuan Dynasty belongs to the Northern Regions.

......

A high mountain stands, the mist is misty above, the cranes are flying, the sound of birds and beasts is pleasant, surrounded by small peaks, the hall is built in the peak, and a huge mountain gate is displayed in front of the eyes to be extremely magnificent.

The mountain-guarding disciple in the yellow robe asked, "Elder Fang is back!"

Fang Ling nodded, and left with Su Zixuan.

"Zixuan, you live in this peak first, don't walk around, this is a prohibition, it's not something you can bear, I'll go and reply to the sect master, ...... tomorrow"

"The disciple obeyed. ”

"You can rest, you can find your senior brother if there is anything!"

"Disciple obeys!"

"Zixuan obeys!"

Senior Brother asked, "How old is Senior Brother Zixuan today?"

The slightly immature face replied softly: "I just turned nine years old." ”

......

Zixuan asked his senior brother curiously, about the clothes in the door.

"The outer disciples are dressed in yellow Xuanyi, while the inner disciples are in blue Xuanyi, and the core is in cyan Xuanyi. ”

The outer disciples are basically miscellaneous for the sect, and basically few people can enter the inner disciples, while the core disciples are the elite of the sect, and the spirit stones and pills they receive every month are also several times that of the inner disciples. ”

"The outer gate is only three pieces, one Qi Refining Pill, the inner disciple is better, there can be nine spirit stones, three Qi Refining Pills......"

"And the core disciples, they can receive a lot of spirit stones and pills every month. ”

Only then did Zixuan know that the original clothing determined the identity of the disciples in the sect, and also determined the allocation of resources, the master had two apprentices, his senior brother Ning Ke, and his senior sister He Xiaoxiao, both of whom were already inner disciples, plus the current self, the senior brothers were all in the early stage of foundation building, and the senior sister was almost in the late stage of qi refining, and she was not even a beginner......