Chapter 1

In the winter of the ninth century in China, the snow flew for three days. The snow accumulated more than feet and the water became ice.

A young man was covered with snow and stood in front of the entrance of the sword sect, which can be called the first-class force in the vast land of China. He didn't leave for three days, didn't drop water, and his face was very pale, but his eyes were not empty, but very firm.

"Waste disciple Chen Yao, please open up and keep me in the sword school."

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Hundreds of sword sect disciples gathered around him, and everyone was talking.

"Alas, it's a pity that he was accepted as a registered disciple by an elder of the inner sect at the age of 14 and began to practice. He achieved great success in martial arts in half a year. At the age of 15, he had a great accomplishment in Lingwu. He officially joined the inner sect and became the youngest inner sect disciple of the sword sect. At the age of 16, he peeped into the threshold of Zhenwu. This is the strength of many elders of the outer sect, It took him only two years to reach a height that most people can't reach in their whole life. He is known as the first genius of the sword sect. His talent can be comparable to the existence of master Zu of the sword sect. "

"Then how could he be reduced to the situation where the elixir field was broken and his accomplishments were destroyed?" many disciples who didn't know the truth asked.

The insider said, "we are all external disciples of renjianfeng. Many things are difficult to know with our qualifications. I also heard from my cousin who is an internal disciple of dijianfeng. About a few days ago, tianjianfeng wanted to recruit three personal disciples.

The number of these three pro disciples should be selected from the disciples of the inner sect. It is undeniable that Chen Yao has a good talent, but he has a short time of practice. Some old disciples of the inner sect have already officially become experts in the Zhenwu realm.

As we all know, although there is a word difference between Lingwu realm and Zhenwu realm, it is actually a world apart. The power that Lingwu realm can use is only the Qi cultivated by itself, but Lingwu realm can drive the aura of the surrounding world. We can imagine which is stronger and which is weaker. "

"Chen Yao was defeated when he confronted an old student named Liu Wuyi. He was crushed by the other party's sword and destroyed his cultivation."

"Cut, isn't it said that Chen Yao can challenge beyond his level? Why is it so delicious? It's not humiliating to lose and don't go away quickly. It's shameless to want to stay in the sword sect. It's so shameful."

"Ha ha ha."

Chen Yao listened to the discussion and ridicule of the disciples around him, clenched his fist, lowered his head and remained silent. His divine eyes turned scarlet.

"Bah, what is Liu boundless? Will brother Yao be his opponent? If his shameless second uncle didn't give him a talisman that can instantly improve his realm, he would not be able to fight with brother Yao's ability."

Just then, a clear and delicate drink came out of the sword gate.

Everyone's heart is a Lin, Liu boundless. What's that identity? A few days ago, he officially became a true disciple of Tianjian peak. You know, there are tens of thousands of disciples outside Renjian peak, but there are only a thousand disciples inside Dijian peak. As for fewer than a hundred true disciples, what kind of strength and glory is this? And who is Liu boundless's second uncle? Liu Hai, the inner sect leader of Jianzong and the cultivation of the emperor's territory, is it shameless for someone to scold him?

Everyone wants to see who is so afraid of death?

Looking for the sound, I saw a beautiful blue posture coming out of the sword gate.

It's just a girl's age, but it already has the posture of dumping the country. Seeing this woman, everyone's eyes are eager to stare out of their eyes, but they don't dare to speak more.

Because no one in Jianzong doesn't know this aunt... Luo Mo, together with Liu Wuyi, has become the true disciple of tianjianfeng. Of course, her more terrible identity is the daughter of the patriarch.

Luo Mo's character is very hot. She has the willfulness of a little girl. People who make her unhappy may be unhappy all her life.

"Get away from me."

Luo Mo shouted angrily, and everyone ran away. There were only her and Chen Yao here.

No one can imagine that she was just like Luo Mo of a little wild cat. At this moment, when she was only facing Chen Yao, two lines of clear tears flowed from the corners of her eyes. She trotted to Chen Yao, squatted on the ground, cried bitterly, and muttered to herself, "brother Yao, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's all me, I hurt you, why don't you explain."

"If you lose, you lose. There's no need to explain. Don't blame yourself. It's no wonder you." Chen Yao smiled at Luo Mo with a smile that was more sad than crying.

But Luo Mo couldn't help blaming himself. Liu Wuyi had already made Luo Mo's idea, but Luo Mo had already had someone in his heart, so Liu Wuyi always met with ashes, so Liu Wuyi put his anger on someone.

Originally, the competition for the number of true disciples was just over, and with Chen Yao's potential, no one dared to abolish him, but Liu Wuyi was supported by his second uncle and used the shenglingfu. As soon as he was born, he was extremely cruel. Some elders didn't even have room to fight, so Chen Yao was abandoned by Liu Wuyi.

Luo Mo thinks that Chen Yao is doing this by himself.

Suddenly she thought of an idea. Her little face blushed, lowered her small head and whispered, "otherwise, brother Yao, you leave Jianzong, and I'll go with you. Let's go together."

Chen Yao was stunned.

Those in the game and onlookers see clearly. Even Liu boundless can see that someone in Luo Mo's heart is Chen Yao, but Chen Yao himself never knows.

Even with such chiguoguo's confession, Chen Yao didn't understand the meaning of Luo Mo's words. He just frowned and said to Luo Mo, "what nonsense do you say? You are the daughter of the patriarch. How can you leave Jianzong if you want to inherit the great cause of Jianzong in the future, and I can't leave Jianzong, I have the trouble of not leaving."

Some words, point to point.

Luo Mo didn't know whether Chen Yao really didn't understand her meaning or pretended to be stupid, so she gave Chen Yao a hard look and asked, "you really don't want to leave Jianzong anyway."

Chen Yao nodded heavily. "I have no choice."

Luo Mo bit his teeth and said, "I begged my father, but the sword sect has the rules of the sword sect and doesn't leave useless people. Your Dantian has been broken and you can't become a monk again. There's only one way to stay in the sword sect."

"What?" Chen Yao's face brightened when he heard Luo Mo's words.

Luo Mo said in embarrassment, "only, only, only to be a worker."

Chen Yao's face changed and was a little cold. "There's only one way?"

What kind of shame is it to let the once high-profile genius do inferior chores? Chen Yao's heart is dripping blood and his forehead is aching.

But now I have no choice. Finally, I said to Luo Mo, "as long as I can stay in Jianzong, everything can be."

When he said this, his heart also made an oath.

"Liu boundless, I will redouble the shame you brought me today."

When he learned that he could continue to stay in Jianzong, Chen Yao finally couldn't hold on.

"Dong." fell in front of the huge remnant sword made of unknown equipment in the sword gate.

As a first-class force in the vast land of China, the sword sect covers millions of mu, and these millions of mu of territory are guarded by a solid defense array. Even the holy land is difficult to break it. The only way to enter the sword sect is this sword sect, and the name of the sword sect is because of this remnant sword that stood here long before the founder opened the sect.

"Brother Yao, brother Yao."

Luo Mo was so anxious that he took Chen Yao on his back and went to the medicine peak of Jianzong.

No one noticed that there was a golden white light in the huge remnant sword flying into Chen Yao's body.

"Where is this?"

Chen Yao was in the dark. He couldn't see his fingers. He was at a loss. At this time, a golden light appeared in front of his eyes.

Countless golden white lights swam and gathered in the dark.

Finally, a golden white illusory sword body was formed in front of Chen Yao, about four feet long. The originally dark space became bright and incomparably bright at the moment.

Chen Yao was once a sword practitioner who had entered the Zhenwu realm with half a foot. He had also seen his own Dantian. Therefore, under the golden light, Chen Yao recognized that this was his own Dantian.

He was a little shocked. Didn't his Dantian be broken by the hateful Liu boundless? Why is it intact now?

Is it because of the golden smell from nowhere?

Staring at the unreal sword, Chen Yao clearly felt that the golden light condensed into the giant sword was actually countless strands of golden energy. They gathered together and condensed into the unreal sword.

"Boy, you are very good. You have excellent roots and bones and detached talent. You are no less than the sword jiuxiao. What's more rare is your perseverance. Moreover, the Dantian is unexpectedly broken, broken and then established, so you can condense the sword seed. So congratulations on becoming the inheritor of chaotic sword seed."

Suddenly, a loud voice came out of the open space. Chen Yao was startled immediately. This is his own Dantian. How can there be others?

Moreover, the news revealed in this voice is even more surprising, because Chen Yao, a disciple of Jianzong, knows that the sword jiuxiao in his mouth is not someone else, but the open sect master of Jianzong and the head of Jiandao sword in the vast land of China.

The name of such a person in his mouth is the boy? You should know that the patriarchs of several super sects now call the sword jiuxiao, who turned the tide with his own strength in the demon sealing war and died after exhausting his essence, the ancestor of jiuxiao sword.

So what kind of big man is this mysterious man?