Time: Ancient Flood, Once Upon a Time.

Location: Aurora Continent.

Event: War of the Primeval Gods.

Everything has a cause, and the sea also has a cause. And our story should also unfold slowly at the beginning.

The Qingmang Mountain Range occupies a million miles of land, and there is a mountain named Yunfeng, which is the location of the wooden sword gate of the Xiuzhen sect.

Overall, the Qingmang Mountain Range is really not a blessed place in the Aurora Continent. The mountains and rivers here are evil, there are countless giant beasts in the wilderness, and the land of miasma and poisonous swamps can be seen everywhere. All in all, this place is really a bit contrary to the beautiful mountains and rivers pursued by cultivators.

For the disciples in the sect, they really can't understand which tendon of the founding patriarch of the sect back then didn't match up, and he actually started a sect in this dangerous place?

The wooden sword gate has been passed down for 800 years to this day, just because there has been no surprise and brilliant people to find the road of immortality, and the position of the head has been alternated, and now it has changed four generations.

Qingxi Daoren is the pillar of the Mujian Sect at present, and he is also the head of the highest generation of cultivation in history. It is the existence that is most likely to break through life and death. Under his leadership, the whole faction is also thriving, full of vitality like the rising sun.

Gradually, Mujianmen also gained some fame in the surrounding area. There are also more disciples who come to seek the Tao than usual, and the number of disciples is about to exceed 1,000. The people of Qingxi Dao were overjoyed and ordered the construction of a disciple's residence on the mountain to the left of Izumo Peak.

This is a rare event in a hundred years, and all the disciples in the sect are busy.

In the early morning, as soon as the sky was bright, Qiu Zhishui had already gotten up, washed up, and went alone towards the disciple's palace under construction.

Qiu Zhishui, who was dressed in a green cloth robe, was thin, and his appearance was acceptable. It's just that the eyes are cloudy, hazy as if they haven't woken up. There is no clarity and spiritual power of a cultivator at all, and he walks like a walking corpse, lifeless.

Along the way, many disciples also got up early, and many of them were among the best in the sect, and after seeing the autumn stop water, they smiled kindly and nodded.

"Senior Brother Qiu is early!".

Lin Xiao saw Qiu Zhishui walk in, grinned, and said hello.

"Early" Qiu Zhishui turned his eyes, nodded mechanically, spit out a word, and his footsteps did not stop, just missing Lin Xiao and continuing to move forward.

"Senior Brother Lin, what are you doing when greeting this kind of person. He doesn't look as good as a fool. Du Xuan'er, who is dressed in a goose yellow dress, has a graceful posture, charming eyes like silk, and a high bulge of crisp breasts, which is imaginary. He glanced at Qiu Zhishui contemptuously and said.

Several older disciples on the side listened to Du Xuan'er's words, and they were all stunned, and their hearts were suddenly unhappy.

Du Xuan'er snorted coldly, and glanced at everyone with the same contempt, although these people have been starting for a long time, their cultivation talent is far from enough, and they have not even broken through the realm of qi cultivation, and they are not taken into her eyes at all in the early stage of spirit refining.

In her eyes, there was only Lin Xiao in the middle stage of spirit refining.

Lin Xiao frowned slightly, "Senior Sister Du, you have not been in the mountain gate for a long time, and you still don't know the legendary past of Senior Brother Qiu back then, and the many contributions he made to the Wooden Sword Gate. It's normal to have some opinions about him, and I don't blame you. But most of our senior brothers and sisters were helped by Senior Brother Qiu. I hope that you can respect Senior Brother Qiu a little for the sake of my face. ”。

Du Xuan'er was stunned by him, "This fool used to be very powerful?"

"It's amazing. But then he was seriously injured and ruined his cultivation, and even his personality became silent. Lin Xiao said solemnly.

"Oops, it's scared to death. I thought it was so powerful. If it is really a high level of cultivation, how can it be destroyed and cultivated. Du Xuan'er patted her chest, snorted disdainfully and turned away.

"You don't know, back then, ....." Lin Xiao was interrupted by another disciple in the middle of his words.

"Senior Brother Lin, Senior Sister Du. The Master told you to go to the front hall. The man said.

"What's the matter?" Lin Xiao asked.

"I heard there were guests. I don't know very well. The man had already left after speaking, apparently to inform the other disciples.

As the saying goes, although a sparrow is small, it has all kinds of organs. Although the wooden sword door is not big, the affairs in the door are also in order, and there are only three or six or nine positions in the door. Qingxi Dao people are the leaders of a faction, not to mention, below are Yiying elders, master masters, true disciples and ordinary disciples, and then there are outer disciples and disciples.

Lin Xiao was one of the outstanding disciples of the True Tradition. Although Du Xuan'er started late, she was talented and was also promoted to a true disciple, and her status was even on par with Lin Xiao, and she was very popular with several elders. Therefore, all important things in the sect are also eligible to participate.

Into the cloud peak, Qingyun Palace.

Qingyun Hall is located at the top of the peak, the whole hall is made of bluestone, although it is majestic but it lacks a little aura, but it is plain and has more ancient meaning. On the square in front of the door, a hundred-zhang high giant sword stood diagonally there, with a sharp edge that was difficult to hide, domineering and leaking, faintly having a sky-breaking trend.

This greatsword is older than the Tree Gate.

Legend has it that this giant sword existed long before the establishment of the Wooden Sword Sect, and no one knows when this sword was erected here, let alone the specific origin of this sword, nor how many years this sword has been here, let alone the owner of this sword.

The hundred-zhang high giant sword stands proudly in the mountain wind, like a monument, and the sword body full of cracks roars through the vicissitudes of life, as if it is telling some ancient past......

All the ordinariness of Ruyun Peak has become impossible to underestimate because of this sword.

Lin Xiao and Du Xuan'er passed through the giant sword and came to the main hall, only to see that there were really a lot of people in the main hall, not only the elders, but even Qingxi himself, which really surprised the two of them.

He bowed and stood behind the elder like the other disciples.

"Great Elder, what's going on?" Du Xuan'er asked a kind old man in front of him in a low voice.

This person is the great elder of the Mujian Sect, with a very high seniority, and he usually likes this Du Xuan'er to be smart and clever, so Du Xuan'er is a lot bolder in front of him, so he dares to ask questions regardless of the occasion.

"Ethereal Peak is coming," the Great Elder didn't reproach and told her softly.

The disciples muttered and talked about it. Everyone knows that Ethereal Peak is the existence of the top heaven in the cultivation realm. Together with Shu Mountain, Kunlun, and Purgatory Valley, it is known as the four pillars of the righteous path. The Wooden Sword Gate is even less than that.

"Ethereal Peak! That's the Immortal Mountain Giant Sect, what are you doing here?" Du Xuan'er thought to herself. If this is really the case, when the time comes, I will ask the Great Elder more, and I will also go to the cultivation method of the authentic sect that can be cultivated, and I must be better than this Wooden Sword Sect and other small sects of the Grass Sect.

The Great Elder didn't know what Du Xuan'er was thinking, otherwise he didn't know how he would feel. replied: "I'm here to propose to your senior sister Zhou." ”。

"Propose? Senior Sister Zhou has created a transformation," Du Xuan'er said, but her heart was uncomfortable with the boss, and she was jealous.

"But your Senior Sister Zhou has a marriage contract with Zhishui, which is embarrassing. I don't know what the boss will do. The Great Elder sighed.

This time, it was Du Xuan'er's turn to be surprised, "Autumn stop water, that fool?".

As soon as the words fell.

Suddenly, Du Xuan'er felt a chill on her body, as if she had been thrown into an ice cellar by dog days, and she was extremely terrified. Looking up, the Qingxi Daoist glared at him angrily, his eyes were like knives, like swords, shooting towards Du Xuan'er as if he had substance.

Du Xuan'er took a breath, and she didn't know where she had offended the master, so she stuck out her tongue and lowered her head, not daring to speak.

Qingxi Daoist glanced around at the disciples who were standing around, but did not see the lifeless young man, and sighed helplessly in his heart.

Three years ago, in the middle of the night when lightning and thunder roared, Qiu Zhishui, who had gone down the mountain to practice and practice, was seriously injured and returned. No one knew who injured him so badly, and no one knew what kind of injury he had suffered that his cultivation was almost completely destroyed. The people of Qingxi Dao don't know either.

However, what everyone can see is that the autumn water cultivation has plummeted in three years, and it is no different from ordinary people now. Amazing talents, cultivation wizards, and so on can no longer be found in Qiu Zhishui's body. In the eyes of everyone, the water stop in the Mid-Autumn Festival is just a fool who is silent.

This made Zhou Mei, who grew up with her childhood sweetheart, empathize with her and say goodbye, and secretly fell in love with the disciples of the Ethereal Peak when she went down the mountain to practice, so that the Ethereal Peak was going to propose marriage today.

Qiu Zhishui and Zhou Mei's marriage was set by Qingxi Daoren, and the two were also a perfect match at that time, talented and beautiful, golden boy and jade girl, and they were both rare cultivation wizards. Who would have thought that the world is unpredictable, and now the two of them are one in the sky, attracting attention, and the other is on the ground, like soil mole ants, and they can no longer be compared.

Even so, the Qingxi Dao people were still unwilling to promote Zhou Mei and the Ethereal Peak disciples. The reason is very simple, Zhou Mei has a very high talent in cultivation, especially in recent years, and she is slightly better than the original Qiu Zhishui. Such a genius actually wanted to leave the Wooden Sword Gate, of course he didn't want to.

It's just that Ethereal Peak is a giant faction of the Immortal Mountain, and it is by no means comparable to the Wooden Sword Gate, and the other party took the initiative to come to propose, and it is not good to tear his face after all, but how to refuse makes it difficult for him.

"I really can't do it, so I have to agree to this marriage. It's just that the water stops, how can you explain it?" Qingxi Dao people sighed secretly. "Forget it, you can't offend Ethereal Peak because of an incompetent disciple. Besides, being able to climb the relationship with the Ethereal Peak is a good and harmless thing for this faction," Qingxi Dao people meditated in their hearts. After all, he is the head of a faction, and it is clear which is more important.

At this time, suddenly the sun was shining outside, and the fairy clouds were filled, as if entering a fairyland.

"The people of Ethereal Peak are really good pomp," Qingxi Dao snorted coldly in his heart.