Chapter 1: Draw your sword, boy
In the Oriental Shenzhou, there is a Tianlan Feng, with a fairy aura and towering peaks, which is a rare scene between heaven and earth.
Legend has it that in ancient times, there were immortals who practiced here, opened a sect, and the incense was prosperous, called the Changbai faction.
However, one day a hundred years later, on the realm of Tianlanfeng, there was a group of young monks watching a good show.
The only junior sister of the Changbai faction openly recruited the disciples, saying that if anyone could pull out the divine sword on the mountain wall, they could be promoted to the senior brother of the Changbai faction.
Speaking of this Changbai faction, it has been really unlucky recently, the sect that has withered for more than a hundred years, not to mention, the sect leader Dugu Bai, who is the leader of the beams on one shoulder, also failed to ascend last month and was struck by lightning and disappeared.
Since then, the sect has plummeted, and the remaining dozens of disciples have scattered as birds and beasts, leaving only the youngest female disciple, who is still struggling to support.
Today, she is openly recruiting people here, and there are not a few people who come to see the excitement.
All of them came for the little junior sister, who had an extraordinary temperament, but they looked at who the flowers were.
Several people went up to try it, but they were helpless with the sword, as if it was inserted in the mountain peak, and it had been a long time, and it had long been integrated with the mountain peak.
Just when everyone was bored, the emperor of Tianyuan Sect was too late to take a risk.
The big guy is looking forward to seeing how this outstanding and handsome one in today's sect can do some miracles.
Huangfu was still full of confidence, and floated to the place where the sword was, and did not forget to cast an electric eye at the little junior sister, but when he saw that people ignored him, he slowly put on a posture and pressed the hilt of the sword with both hands.
With a little use of three points of force, the hilt of the sword was pulled out, but the filament did not move.
Unwillingly, the luck of the dantian, the cultivation of the condensation period came into being, and the palm of the palm inexplicably rose strong and powerful, and it was pulled out.
In an instant, the figure shook and floated, as if a bizarre sensation came from the sword body, trembling and revealing a section of the sword body, the rusty and yellowed blade, with a sense of oppression for no reason.
"Alright, it's almost done!"
When he was happy, he pulled out half of the divine sword, but it condensed the attention of ten thousand people, and even above the sky, he did not forget to rain a bolt of lightning.
With a bang, the poor Huangfu Shang didn't even hesitate, he was hit by a thunderbolt, and he was scorched on the outside and tender on the inside.
The blade of the sword, still half of which remains in the blade.
The crowd shouted: Kill people!
"Hey, where am I?" Huang Shang, who sat up from the bed, found himself in another world.
The mind seemed to explode, and the memories of another person slowly merged into consciousness.
"Huangfu Shang, the sevenfold condensation period, the young master of the Tianyuan Sect, the guy who is one word short of me, I have come to the other world?"
Rubbing his head, trying to remember the past, as if remembering the past.
In the past, he was just an ordinary high school student, who was about to prepare for the exam, but he studied overnight and came here after falling asleep.
"Shang'er, you're awake. A gentle voice interrupted his thoughts, and a middle-aged man walked outside, sitting on the edge of the bed, "Great, you were in a coma for half a month, so that Dad almost thought that he would never see him again." ”
It turned out to be Huang Fu Shang's father, Huang Fu De, and in his memory, it seemed that this was the sect master of the Tianyuan Sect, no wonder he looked like a fairy wind bone.
I suddenly remembered that this was not an ordinary world, and Huangfu Shang was a young master of the sect, a great talent.
But now, ......
Huangfude touched his son's forehead with pity, it seemed that it was not as hot as before, but his consciousness was not very clear.
Thinking of this farce, I was really angry and hateful: "Shang'er, you don't have to worry. Although you have injured your body, it is not a big deal in our sect? Daddy has prepared sixty-four pills of Juyuan Pill for you, as long as you take it every day, I believe that it will not be difficult to restore the cultivation of the Qi Condensation Period. ”
"Ju Yuan Dan, the cultivation of the Qi Condensation Period, is my body seriously injured?" Huang Fu Shang touched his body, only to realize that this body was unprecedentedly weak.
No, I crossed inexplicably, and I got a waste wood body, so I don't have such a joke.
recalled with frustration that a few days ago, Huangfu Shang went to participate in the selection of the Changbai faction and wanted to pull out the divine sword on Tianlan Feng, but he was mistakenly struck by lightning, but he was tragically crossed by himself.
I'll go, this reason is really wonderful!
Huangfu Shang felt an unprecedented loss, but thinking that there were still pills to take, he could always get better.
So he lay down and smiled reluctantly: "Father, don't worry, Shang'er will definitely work hard to recover." ”
But he saw that Huangfude's face was a little unpleasant, and he was afraid that he was worried about the affairs of the sect, so he asked carefully: "Dozens of Juyuan Dan, I'm afraid it is not easy to come by, and my father must be embarrassed." ”
"It's just a few dozen Juyuan Pills, and if you put other people as treasures, it's really a drop in the bucket in our Tianyuan Sect. ”
Huangfu De laughed, it was a great joy for his son to wake up today, how could he worry too much, so some people in the sect did not want to mention it.
Huangfu Shang could see that his father was defending himself, and his eyes couldn't help but heat up, and said, "Dad, I will definitely not let you down again." ”
"Okay, you rest more. Daddy still has business to deal with, and I'll look back at you. ”
Huangfude was stunned for a moment, feeling that his son seemed to be a different person after being injured, so he immediately felt comforted, and left with a few words of comfort.
However, when he went out, he listened to the servants shouting.
"Sect Master, the Nangong Dream of the Changbai Sect is here again, I have to see the young master. ”
"No, no. Isn't it enough for her to hurt Shang'er?"
Huang Fude replied in annoyance, but Huang Fu Shang, who heard this in the house, wondered.
What is this name, curious feeling!
I was curious, but the door was pushed open, and the uninvited guest broke in.
"Hey, do you agree or not? Half of the sword is drawn, forget it? The safety of the Changbai faction is all tied to you alone. ”
I saw a young girl, wearing an emerald green shirt, unceremoniously came to question at the bedside.
"Who are you, casually breaking into other people's rooms, not knowing how to knock on the door?"
The emperor didn't reply angrily, and said in his heart that even if he was cute, he couldn't do whatever he wanted like this!
Who knew that the girl turned her head when she heard this, and the dragon jumped back to the door like a tail, knocking a few times: "I knocked, what do you say." ”
"This ......" Huangfu Shang stammered for a while, what a nonsensical answer, I should praise you!
So I also figured it out, Bacheng is the little junior sister of the Changbai faction, and she is a righteous door-to-door dignitary, which is really extraordinary.
He replied lightly: "I...... No, I didn't. ”
Nangong Meng seemed to be completely irritated by his indifferent attitude: "How can this work, is the hundred-year foundation of the Changbai Sect over?" If it weren't for the stinky master who secretly went to ascend behind my back, he wouldn't have burped so fast, and asked the dream to come back and let me find an heir." If I can pull out that broken sword, will I still need you people?"
Huangfu Shang listened to her nonsense, but only replied with one sentence: "Come on, let the dog go...... No, it's closed!"
Nangong Meng was forcibly dragged out by the people of Tianyuan Sect, and it was not easy to settle down.
Huang Fu Shang lay on the bed, closed his eyes and sorted out his thoughts, straightened out Huang Fu Shang's original memory, and thought about the current situation.
The sevenfold realm of the Qi Condensation Period is already good in this world where there are many sects.
The mental method he had practiced before was also memorized in his heart, but after some integration, he came to a terrible fact.
Huangfu Shang's bones have been destroyed by thunder and lightning, and even if his body barely recovers, it will be even more difficult to return to his previous realm.
How good is that?
The competition within the sect will not be simple if you think about it, and losing the previous genius of cultivation can only be worthless waste.
Thinking of Huang Fude's kindness, the dozens of elixirs he prepared for himself must have cost a lot of money.
No, even for the sake of his father, and for his own sake, he has to cheer up.
Huangfu Shang quickly strengthened his confidence and planned to do something, but a voice sounded above his head.
"Hey, are you really crippled? Did you say it earlier, we can still discuss?" suddenly looked up, and the eldest sister of Nangong was actually lying on the window and asked him a question.
Huangfu Shang cried and laughed and said: "What do you want, are you willing to see my soul fly out of the sky?"
Nangong Meng said puzzledly: "Who wants your life! I mean, if you want to regain your life, you can come to the Changbai Sect." Our sect has a unique secret book, which can be broken and rebuilt, and the root bones can be transformed. The premise is that you have to be my senior brother. ”
"I'm a senior brother, how many people do you have, and what's the benefit?" Huang Fu Shang asked rhetorically.
Nangong Meng counted with his fingers: "Except for the mountain of Tianlan Peak, there is only you and me." ”
When Huangfu Shang heard this, he was simply defeated, but Nangong Meng talked about the peerless learning in the sect with a clear eye, how it could turn decay into magic, but it made his heart move.
Perhaps, a dead horse is used as a live horse doctor, and such an extraordinary strange person will have an adventure.
Finally, he tentatively asked, "Why don't we try?"
Nangong Meng suddenly grinned, although he was a little rude, his appearance was also a little charming.
I thought she would come down to speak, but Nangong Meng suddenly made an amazing move, and she stretched out half of her body and came to hang the golden hook upside down.
Hooked his feet to the window, but he hung down, grabbed Huang Fushang's wrist, and shouted, "Don't move, I'll check your pulse." ”
The emperor was still shocked, and suddenly had a sense of being inhuman, but unexpectedly, there was a strange breath, coming from the palm of the other party's palm.
Instantly instilled into the veins, like a gossamer, swimming.
I felt unspeakably nervous, as if I was in a strange situation, and before I could react, Nangong Meng screamed and fell on the bed.
can crush the emperor to the ground, and cry out in pain.
There was a sudden chaos in the house, and the servants rushed in and found Nangong Meng lying on the young master, shaking and shaking, and the bed collapsed, but he was stunned.
Three times five divided by two, stepped forward to drag her out, and hurried to check if there was anything important in Huangfu.
Fortunately, the young master of Huangfu was just pressed and painful, but it was no big deal.
It's a pity that the little junior sister of the Changbai faction was pulled out by everyone and almost beaten up.
But she still didn't give up, and shouted in disregard of etiquette: "Huangfu Shang, you promised me, do you want to come?"
When Fang arrived in the courtyard, he used his strange power, making a lot of trouble, and there was no peace.
Huangfu was still carried aside by everyone, but he felt that the breath in his body had been dispersed to his limbs and bones, and he returned to his original position, and the signs of chaos had improved.
So he shouted in surprise: "Don't drive her! Go call my father, I'm going to Tianlanfeng." ”
When the servants heard it, it was difficult for them to do it, the old sect master said that he was driving people away, and the young sect master said that he was going to keep people, so he simply sent someone to ask the sect master.
Huangfude was busy holding a sect meeting, and when he heard that something had happened to his son, he was forced to rush over.
Unexpectedly, his son was clamoring to run away with Nangong Meng, Huang Fude's face became ugly, he ignored the other party, but asked Huang Fushang.
"Shang'er, are you okay? The matter of going to Tianlanfeng is coming for a long time, why rush for a while?"
"No, Dad, look at my pulse, the Changbai faction has a way to save me. Huangfu Shang raised his wrist and said to his father in surprise.
Huang Fude unexpectedly found that his son's face was much more ruddy, so he went to the bed to catch his pulse, so he couldn't try.
When my son first woke up, his complexion was still very weak, and the meridians in his body were even more chaotic.
Although the difference is not very big, in Huangfude's opinion, it is enough to cry.
"W-what's going on?"
He grabbed his son's hand and asked incredulously.
Nangong Meng jumped over at the right time and said: "I helped him, the Changbai faction's unique mental method has been turned into one, and he has tried his hand for a long time." Sect Master Huangfu, your son has to go to Tianlan Feng with me, only if he becomes the senior brother of the Changbai Sect, can he practice the next exercises. ”
Huangfude couldn't help but look at this wild girl suspiciously, and said that the Changbai faction has a foundation of hundreds of years, but it has recently withered and is vulnerable, is there really any legend?
After thinking about it, he couldn't stand his son's repeated requests, but Huang Fude still let him go.
Instructed the steward of the Tianyuan Sect to accompany the young sect master with more than a dozen servants, and went to Tianlan Feng.
This line of work is the wind of Tianyuan Sect, which is the size of half a house, and it starts without wind, and it is controlled by magic alone.
Huangfu Shang is like a broad boy, lying on the Taishi chair in the line, the butler is waiting carefully, and the two coachmen who are cultivating in the condensation period are driving one after the other, and the wind is incomparable.
Nangong Meng also followed in the line, as a guest of honor, she looked up and down the luxury car, looking out of the window from time to time, watching the scene of the sky shuttling.
A passing monk watched and sighed, "What is Tianyuan Sect doing with such a big posture?"
"I heard that the young sect master has woken up, and he is going to the Changbai Sect to be a senior brother and draw his sword again. ”
"Ahh