A long time ago, in the far north of the continent, there was a small country called Night Slaughter. Due to the abundant resources and sparse population of the Night Slaughter Country, relatively speaking, the folk customs are pure and simple.

The king of the Night Massacre, Left Bank, was a religious man, who was careful about the management of the country and ruled the country with inaction. Over time, the imperial power of the Night Slaughter Kingdom gradually declined.

In the dead of night, the king's own brother Zuo Dao launched a beheading operation with lightning speed. That night, blood stained the palatial hall, and all the descendants on the left bank were cleaned, except for the youngest son, who escaped the disaster because he went out of the palace to hunt. In order to get rid of the troubles forever, Zuo Dao launched an army of 100,000 to find the little prince, but there was no news, and in the end there was no way out。。。。。。

Decades later, a young man surnamed Zuo was born in the Xiuzhen Realm, young but amazingly powerful, with a strange supernatural power to kill gods and demons, which made people frightened. Because the young man acted entirely according to his own preferences, the cultivation world also called him the "Evil Dao Star Monarch".

He is the founding patriarch of the Broken Void Sect, Zuo Xinglie!

The breeze slowly told a dusty past of the Broken Void Sect.

"Master Zu, did the old man finally return to the night slaughter to take revenge?" Jun Ci, who was a little dazed in his hearing, suddenly said an irrelevant sentence.

Qingfeng ignored Junci's distraction, and continued: "The ancestor is famous in the cultivation realm, but he has not received a disciple who can inherit his mantle in his life, he regrets it. Day after day, year after year, once the patriarch was cultivating and suddenly felt something, so he waved his hand and used the great magic power to set up a checkpoint, leaving the words 'Those who have no evidence to pass the immortal path can inherit my mantle' and laughed away. It didn't take long for the patriarch who opened the knot in his heart to survive the catastrophe and soar through the sky. ”

"How many people have cultivated the Great Yan Breaking Void Record?" Jun Ci seemed very concerned about this question.

"It's been too long for it to verify. In the records of the Void Breaking Sect, only one of them called Nie Kong's predecessors from thirteen thousand years ago had cultivated. Qingfeng brushed his beard and recalled.

"This exercise is so harsh?" Jun Ci was a little surprised.

"Passing the Immortal Dao has no basis, but it only has the qualification to cultivate the Great Yan Zhou Tian Breaking Void Record, but it does not necessarily lead to successful cultivation. Qingfeng patiently explained.

"I see. Junci nodded in realization.

"Let's go, let's see if the 'exercises' left by the ancestor choose you?" Qingfeng shook his head helplessly.

Jun Ci looked at Qingfeng and said that he didn't move at all, and wondered in his heart, "Could it be that the exercises are in the main hall?"

Junci's eyes looked at the corners of the Broken Hall like a scanner, not even the tables, chairs, and brooms behind the door. Until his eyes inadvertently swept over the portrait of the ancestor hanging in the middle of the Broken Void Hall, he couldn't move it anymore.

"It seems that the person in the portrait is looking at himself. ”

"Master, where is the exercise?" Jun Ci stared at the portrait and asked subconsciously.

I don't know when I walked to the breeze behind Junci and slapped it at Junci's vest with one palm. "Right here!"

Like a gust of wind, Junci's soul came out of his body and floated towards the portrait.

"Jun'er, whether you can learn the Great Yan Zhou Tian Breaking the False Record depends on your creation. Qingfeng withdrew his palm, looked at the puppet-like Junci, and then looked at the portrait, his eyes full of anticipation.

The empty hall fell silent again after a long sigh.

"That's it? I seem to be out of my body, I'm in the portrait?!" Looking at the surrounding clouds and mist, like a fairyland scene, Junci looked a little flustered.

"Inheritor, you're finally here!" an ethereal voice rang out in the thick fog.

Jun Ci, who was still feeling incredulous about the soul leaving his body, was shocked, and raised his head to look in the direction where the voice came from.

The fog gradually lifted, and a familiar figure stepped out of it.

"Master Zu!" Jun Ci shouted when he saw the comer.

"I'm not Zuo Xinglie, I'm just a divine consciousness left by Zuo Xinglie, you can call me Zuo Zhi. The figure smiled slightly, and introduced himself to Junci.

"It's been thirteen thousand years, and finally another inheritor has appeared after Nie Kong, and the Broken Void Sect has really declined. If you hadn't shown up in a few hundred years, I might have completely dissipated. Zuo Zhi smiled self-deprecatingly.

Faced with a conscious self-ridicule, Junci was stunned and didn't know what to say.

"I didn't expect you to be as boring as that kid named Nie Kong!" Zuo Zhi lazily walked up to Jun Ci, and suddenly pointed out like lightning, right in the heart of Jun Ci's eyebrows.

It was pitch black all around, and Junci felt that all his six senses were closed, unable to hear, not see, and even less felt. An ancient and old voice sounded in the sea of Junci's knowledge.

The avenue is fifty, the sky is forty-nine, and there is only a glimmer of life left. Since ancient times, seekers have been like carps crossing the river, but those who have attained the Tao are rare. But why do sentient beings go forward like moths to a fire, even if the ashes are annihilated?

Without it, ants would still be stealing life! Not to mention that it is the primate of all things, only seeking a glimmer of life that the Heavenly Dao misses. ”

The powerful stream of consciousness projected an image in Junci's sea of consciousness after saying this. In the silence and darkness, a young man in Xuanyi lowered his head and pondered. After a long time, the young man seemed to understand something, and with a smile of joy, he gently raised his right hand and slashed it with his fingers like a knife. Suddenly, a ray of light illuminated the entire space, clear and turbid。。。。。。

"Pangu opens the world!" Junci Ghost screamed, with an excited cry in his voice. The huge stream of consciousness exploded in Junci's sea of consciousness, instantly shattering Junci's consciousness. Countless mirror images smashed into Junci's sea of consciousness like meteors, like the end of the world.

In the main hall, Qingfeng looked at Jun Ci who was standing like a puppet, recalled the bits and pieces that Jun Ci had come up the mountain, couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook his head, quietly walked to the side and sat cross-legged to help Jun Ci protect the Dharma.

It didn't take long for Qingfeng, who had closed his eyes to recuperate, suddenly sensed his heart and looked up at Junci in the center of the main hall. I saw that Jun Ci, who was originally stunned, sat up cross-legged at some point, and a faint golden flame emanated from his body.

Outside the Void Palace, the blue sky that was still clear and clear a moment ago was quickly covered by a layer of black curtains, and the stars in the dark night made people feel incredible.

And the most bizarre thing is that the moon hanging in the middle of the sky is actually blood red, emitting a circle of enchanting light.

At the foot of the mountain, an old man walked out of the thatched house, looked at the red moon in the sky, pinched his fingers, frowned, and said: "The universe is easy to see, the glow is in the sky, and the catastrophe of the cultivation realm is coming!"

Beibi Mountain is filled with fog all year round, and it is one of the top ten forbidden places recognized by the cultivation world. A thousand years ago, a flying yaksha absorbed the aura of the netherworld and attained enlightenment, and this place became the base camp of the fierce ghosts and fierce currents. Eight hundred years ago, the Righteous Path Alliance formed an army of one million cultivators, and under the slogan of 'doing the way for the heavens, slaying demons and destroying demons', they slaughtered into Beibi Mountain, but instead they threw away their armor and returned with their feathers killed by demons.

At this time, there was a burst of laughter from the deepest part of the Nine Shadows of Beibi Mountain: "When the moon falls from the sky, there will be demons." I'm not alone!hahaha!"

In the Little Night Palace, which has stood for an unknown number of years in the far north, a stunning woman with a charming demeanor looked at the red moon in the sky and her face turned pale, and after being silent for a while, she resolutely said: "Bigu closed the mountain, and cultivated for a hundred years." ”

Countless cultivator realm giants were caught off guard by the sudden appearance of the heaven and earth vision, and kept deducing and calculating.

And Jun Ci, who caused the changes in the heavens, was sitting in the Broken Void Hall at this time, not knowing what was happening in the outside world, and the earth-shaking changes were taking place in his body.

In his body, the true qi that had been cultivated for more than ten years spontaneously combusted at the moment when the stream of consciousness exploded, like a chemical reaction, the quantitative change caused the qualitative change, and the burning true qi quickly transformed into pure true yuan.

A trace of heaven and earth vitality was guided by the domineering guidance of the spontaneous combustion of true qi, and quickly traveled along the mysterious meridians, and the fragile meridians were destroyed by the domineering true yuan, and the heaven and earth vitality quickly rushed up to repair it. Then came the collapse and repair。。。。。。 After a long time, the first meridian was finally opened.

As the first meridian was quickly penetrated, the furious True Yuan had no intention of stopping, and continued to rampage through Junci's body.

Then came the second, third, fourth。。。。。。 It wasn't until all the true qi was transformed into the true yuan that the rampant true yuan in Junci's body gradually calmed down, circulating along the developed meridians.

The successfully transformed True Yuan ran in Junci's body for a great week, and then returned to the dantian on its own to warm up.

Slowly opening his eyes, the scene in the hall made Junci dumbfounded.