"From today onwards, you are my Kunlun disciples......"

Mingxu looked at the children in the field with envy, and there was an indescribable jealousy in his heart. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info he grew up in Kunlun since he was a child, but because of his limited talent, he could only become a small handyman in the dignified immortal sect, so Ming Xu's heart was full of unwillingness. Kunlun has no distinction between inner and outer doors, and there are only two kinds of disciples in the door: personal disciples and ordinary disciples. A miscellaneous servant like Mingxu in another sect is basically a disciple of an outer sect, but here in Kunlun, he is just a subordinate!

"I, Kunlun, is still the first immortal sect in the world, with tens of thousands of years ......of heritage," the elders in the field excitedly introduced the history of Kunlun, so as to inspire these new disciples.

Mingxu had heard too much of this rhetoric, so he unconsciously began to look around. Suddenly, he heard a slight cold snort not far away, so he turned his head to look in that direction suspiciously, and saw the old man Pei, who was originally in charge of cleaning the hall. At this time, the old man still had a sneering look on his face, and he quickly retracted his eyes when he felt that he was empty.

For such a strange existence as Old Man Pei, Ming Xuan was very puzzled a long time ago. For these miscellaneous servants, Kunlun will only take them in for fifty years, and if they can't become Kunlun's disciples within fifty years, they must leave the Immortal Gate. Although it has the name of miscellaneous servants, this is the Kunlun Immortal Gate after all, and every miscellaneous servant is an immortal cultivator, so the age of fifty or sixty will not look old at all. It's just that Old Man Pei is really old, and he doesn't have a trace of aura on his body, as if he is like a mortal!

After the ceremony, the sarcastic look on Old Man Pei's face flashed in Mingxu's mind from time to time, and he couldn't help but be even more curious. He was just a kid who liked to listen to stories the most, and before he knew it, his mind was filled with all kinds of strange fantasies. He couldn't bear it, so he took a pot of spirit wine and went directly to Old Man Pei, intending to ask for a clear understanding.

Old man Pei sat under the old pine tree outside his house as before, staring blankly at the sky, not knowing what he was thinking. Mingxu sat opposite the old man unceremoniously, ready to pour him a glass of spirit wine, but Old Man Pei snatched the wine jug directly without saying a word.

"Old man, what were you laughing at just now?" Seeing that the other party had accepted his gift, Mingxu immediately asked straight to the point, and there was no trace of respect between his words.

Old man Pei ignored him, drank vigorously, and in a moment a pot of spirit wine was poured into his mouth, and then he threw away the wine jug casually. After drinking the wine, he didn't know if he didn't think it was enough, he looked at Mingxu fixedly for a while, and found that Mingxu didn't say anything further, so he took out a wine jug from his arms a little unhappily and continued to drink.

Although Mingxu is just a handyman, after all, he is practicing in a top-level immortal sect like Kunlun, and he can see the extraordinaryness of the wine pot at a glance. His eyes involuntarily stared at the flask, and he forgot all about the purpose of his visit.

"This wine jug is a magic weapon?" After a while, Mingxu found that Old Man Pei was still pouring his own wine, as if the wine in the wine jug could not be poured out, so he asked curiously.

"Fart, Lao Tzu's Qiankun pot is a magic weapon - or a magic weapon of the heavens!" Probably a little drunk, Old Man Pei immediately retorted loudly.

"Old man, I know you're a capable man. But you're right...... Return the magic weapon of the Cave Heaven?" Ming Xu's face was disdainful, and he didn't believe the old man's words at all.

“...... Boy, how old is this year?" Seeing Ming Xu's disdainful look, Old Man Pei was not angry, but looked at the child in front of him calmly, and asked after a long time.

"Eight-year-old, what's wrong?" Mingxu replied casually.

"Ouch!" It may be that Mingxu's attitude angered Old Man Pei, and he was immediately knocked on the head by the old man, so painful that Mingxu touched his head and screamed loudly.

"Just a guy with three spirit roots can become Kunlun's handyman, it seems that Kunlun is really starting to decline!" Old man Pei said with emotion.

"Crazy old man, drunk again!" Mingxu said dissatisfiedly: "Kunlun is like the sun, how can it decline?"

"Hmph, what do you know?" the old man glared at Ming Xuan with disdain.

"Heh, as if you know everything!" Mingxu retorted unceremoniously.

"Do you know what Kunlun represents?" the old man asked with a sneer.

"Kunlun is Kunlun, of course, it represents our Kunlun Immortal Sect!" Mingxu replied.

"I knew you didn't understand anything!" Old Man Pei glared at Ming Xuan with a sneering face, and then said solemnly: "Kunlun represents the whole world, the immortal cultivation world we live in now...... Its name is 'Kunlun Realm'!"

Ming Xuan opened his eyes violently, took a deep breath, and then exhaled slowly. I'm dreaming again! Cultivation has obviously reached the peak of Mahayana, but he has never been able to get rid of these dreams, or is this no longer the kind of thing that is obsession, right?

Walking out of the room, he unconsciously walked to the front of the main hall again, and saw the old man Pei who had not changed in order to sweep the floor, and Ming Xuan couldn't help but feel a trace of grief in his heart. Hundreds of years have passed! The old boy has become the chief of Kunlun, but this old man is still sweeping the floor there, what kind of mistake did he make?

You can't go on like this! Mingxu encouraged himself again in his heart. He was not Old Man Pei, nor was he the other old man in Kunlun who was to be punished, and when he thought that after a thousand years, there was an old man named Mingxu in the Kunlun Sect, he felt a palpitation.

He quickly put away his useless thoughts and walked towards the back mountain step by step. In a few moments, he came to the front of a huge tower. The tower has only three floors, but each floor is thousands of feet high, and from a distance it looks like a towering giant pillar, which makes people fascinated. It's just that many people don't know that this giant tower is called "Zhenxian Tower", which is where Kunlun holds serious crime disciples.

Mingxu walked into the first floor of the Zhenxian Tower, stopped in front of the first cell not far from the door, and calmly looked at the beautiful woman who was being held in the prison. When the woman heard the voice, she raised her head slightly, and looked coldly towards Mingxu outside the prison. If Nu Tian was here at this time, he would definitely recognize this woman at a glance as Jun Fengjue, the Yaochi Fairy who used to be the world's best!

"Senior Sister Jun, how are you thinking about it?" said Ming Xuan calmly.

"Kunlun and I are already mortal enemies, what is there to consider?" Jun Fengjue replied indifferently.

"I have carried the word 'Kunlun' all my life, and I am proud to be a disciple of Kunlun. Senior sister is from Kunlun like me, how can she hate Kunlun?" Mingxu shook his head and persuaded in a low voice.

"Hmph, there's a bit of truth to what you're saying. I really hate not Kunlun, but those people!" Jun Feng was desperate, and found that his expression was very sincere, not like a hypocrisy, so he sneered and continued: "It's not impossible for me to go back to Kunlun, but you have to kill all my enemies, otherwise it will ......"

Before Jun Fengjue could speak, he was startled by what Ming Xuan took out of the storage space! It was a human head-the head of the previous Kunlun head! Seeing the head of the great enemy appear in front of him like this, Jun Feng couldn't help but feel a little unreal. But soon she realized that the matter was far from over, because Mingxu took out another head......

There are a total of twenty-seven heads, each of which represents more than just a Mahayana realm or a monk in the Immortal Realm, each of them has a huge force behind them, not to mention that it also includes the head of the previous generation and Jun Fengjue's own master. For a moment, the Kunlun head in front of Jun Feng was extremely shocked, what kind of person was he to do such a crazy thing?

"If you want to reap, you have to give. And I'm lucky, all I paid was a pile of rotten wood!" Mingxu said calmly.

"What do you want?" Treating the most outstanding Kunlun disciples of the previous generation as rotten wood, this is the courage to wait? It was the first time that Jun Fengjue found that the guy in front of him was so interesting, and he unconsciously admired it a little more in his heart.

"Let Yaochi return to Kunlun!" Mingxu seriously saluted Jun Feng, and said sincerely: "Please ask Senior Sister Jun to be a lobbyist and persuade Senior Sister Bian!"

"How dare you think about it!" Jun Fengjue looked at Ming Xu's eyes as if she was looking at a madman, she shook her head and said, "This is absolutely impossible!"

"It's imperative!" he emphasized.

"Yaochi is the same as Kunlun, they are a group of arrogant guys, you let them return to Kunlun to listen to your orders......?" Jun Fengjue looked at Ming Xuan with a sneer, and stopped talking.

"As long as Yaochi is willing to return, the position of head can be held by Senior Sister Bian!" Ming Xuan looked at Jun Fengjue calmly, and immediately put forward his own conditions.

"What you said is light, with your reputation in Kunlun, I'm afraid Bian Fengyin won't be able to suppress you at that time!" Jun Fengjue showed a sneering look on his face, full of contempt for this scheming Kunlun master.

In this case, one more condition can be added. Mingxu looked calm, and slowly said: "On the day of Yaochi's return, worship heaven and earth with my head!"

"......" Jun Fengjue was slightly stunned, and looked at Ming Xuan in amazement. After a long time, she saw his determination in Mingxu's eyes, and couldn't help but think in surprise: "This guy is not joking!"

"What kind of mood and circumstance does Senior Sister think I cut off these twenty-seven heads?" Mingxu's tone was as flat as before, as if he was just talking about a very ordinary thing: "When I ascended to the position of the head of the house, I could still do it without a bloody blade and kill a single person." With my ability, if I am only for the position of one leader, I don't need to offend all the forces behind Kunlun at all!"

"Then why did you do this?" Jun Feng asked suspiciously.

"Senior sister, do you know what kind of place this is?" Mingxu didn't answer Jun Fengjue's words, but asked.

"I don't know, I didn't seem to have such a place when I left Kunlun!" Jun Feng replied after a moment of despair.

"This is the 'Zhenxian Pagoda' left by the ancestors of Kunlun, which I found in the depths of the void a hundred years ago. It was because I found it that I finally solved the doubts that had been buried in my heart for many years!" Ming Xuan looked at the giant tower and showed a look of emotion for the first time.

"Zhenxian Tower?" Jun Feng looked at Ming Xuan suspiciously, it was the first time she had heard of the existence of this giant tower.

"Senior sister will know at a glance!" Mingxu didn't mean to explain, but directly cast a spell to present everything in the tower in front of Jun Fengjue.

Jun Feng looked at it with absolute concentration, and his gaze slowly moved from the first layer to the second layer, and then reached the third layer. The more I looked at her, the more frightened I became, and I was shocked into a cold sweat unconsciously. She finally stared at Ming Xuan and said tremblingly, "Impossible...... It can't be!"

"Alas, Kunlun is already rotten! Only by cleaning up all the rotten flesh can it be reborn. Mingxu sighed softly and said, "It is imperative for Yaochi to return to Kunlun. But if Yao Chi is stubborn, I don't mind cleaning up all the rotten flesh in Yao Chi!"

"......" (To be continued.) )