Chapter 1: Xuanyin of the Demon Sect ()

The vast land of China is endless and endless, mostly uncultivated and vast lands. In this great wilderness, there is a barren land with strong people on it. It is the place where the Demon Sect gathers, which is a deserted state.

The deserted state is extremely large. Although it is not as good as the great desert that people cannot go to, it is also a mortal who have been poor for more than a dozen generations of ancestors, and cannot see one or two. In the deserted state, in the hearts of those who are in the mortal world, the Demon Sect is the only way to cultivate immortals. They always respect the Demon Sect like a god.

In the eastern border of the deserted state, there is a mountain range that winds for thousands of miles, rising and falling from each other, looking out from afar, like a blue dragon. Five hundred miles away, this mountain range extends a branch, which runs around for hundreds of miles, arches into a circle, and then returns to the main vein, forming a valley, called: Ghost King Valley.

The Ghost King Valley is like a gourd, and it is divided into inner and outer valleys. The inner valley is full of fog all year round. It is said to be a very bad place. When you enter rashly, your life is worrying. Looking from the Ghost Valley, you can see that there are many peaks standing up, but there are two quite different mountains. The mountains are majestic and steep, with a faint sense of evil spirit.

These two mountains happened to be born on both sides of the "Gourd Mouth" in the outer valley, like two hideous fangs, which added a bit of tyranny to the entire momentum here. Standing in the outer valley, facing the two peaks, the left is "Tibai" and the right is "Ghost Dang".

According to legend, this place was a place where thousands of monks responded to the disaster ten thousand years ago, and countless great supernatural powers were damaged.

It is also said that in the early years, a disciple of the Demon Sect who had not been known to have entered Guigu. He was lucky enough to die and obtained another powerful magic weapon. Relying on this treasure, he occupied a valley on the two hills and collected disciples and formed a sect. He called it: Xuanyin.

The three meridians were passed down, and the valley and two mountains were established, and the three masters were held in charge of the three meridians. They also left their will. If any disciple of any meridian became the chief of Xuanyin, the master of San was the chief of Xuanyin.

This legacy has caused gusts of bloody storms in the mysterious yin for thousands of years.

Nowadays, Guigu is gradually declining, and Chibai is struggling, but the Guidang lineage is prosperous. His disciple Yan Zhu firmly sits in the chief of Xuanyin for decades.

Xuanyin has been passed down from generation to generation for thousands of years, with a total of nine generations of disciples. Now, the last nine generations of disciples of Xuanyin are also facing the issue of accepting disciples and preaching, because today is the introduction ceremony of the ten generations of disciples of Xuanyin.

In the Ghost King Valley, in the outer valley, the yin energy is tremendous, and even the moon is covered by the fog barrier.

Du Jun's face was pale, looking at the scene in front of him with complex expressions, and there was a bit of struggle in the depths of his eyes. There were five hundred children beside him, but they all looked excited when they saw these children. Du Jun looked up and looked at the place where he was, but he saw a stone carved skull that was hundreds of feet tall, with his jaw on the ground, and his two hollow eye sockets were facing the sky from time to time, and a black aura burst out from it and shot into the air.

Du Jun looked up following these two black airs, and his purpose was to see the two peaks. In the hazy, there were two statues on the two broken peaks, which were quite eye-catching, but were ferocious dead bones. He looked up at the sky, his body opened angrily, as if he was about to pierce the sky.

Once the evil aura from the Ghost King Valley reached this point, the ferocious dry bones also spewed out a black air and threw it into the air. Three black air collided, and suddenly shook and spread out, forming two large green characters "Xuanyin" floating in the air, and refused to dissipate for a long time.

Like fireworks.

Du Jun looked up at the two words in the air and said in his heart: "Demon Sect, look at this scene, it's really the Demon Sect."

He closed his eyes, and the scenes of the past seemed to be right in front of his ears, and he still remembered his father's question on Jinhua Mountain.

"Are you really going to kill all the six senior brothers? What's the point of leaving my son alone?"

"Young junior brother, you practiced Taoism with Master at the age of six. Now you have been more than a hundred years? It's obvious that Master's will has been taken back?"

"My master and I have been awarded the Jinhua Cave Heaven fifty years ago and the title of Zhenren Dai. Master is as kind as a mountain to me. Even if I want my life, I will never say a word. But, just, he is going to take my son's life today. Dear brothers, what do you think I should do?"

"I have watched Jun'er grow up since I was a child, and I can't bear it now. But Jun'er is a natural body of Nine Evils."

"Master has not been asleep for several nights because of this... Junior brother, don't blame Master."

"My husband and I also know about the children. Since he was born, I have never asked his master to give me a surname. I just asked him to follow my family surname and never taught him his immortal skills. Today... today..."

I can't forget that day, when his father, Zhenren Dai, said this, knelt on the ground with a thud, and said sadly: "If the six senior brothers are not that kind of heart, I hope to spare my son's life by being equal to my fellow disciples." After a pause, shed tears and choked up, "I wish my life would be worth one life."

"Hurry, kowtow to the six masters and let them spare your life."

He couldn't let go, but that day he was pressed to the ground by Zhenren Dai and still struggled. Seeing that he couldn't get rid of it, he stopped struggling. However, although his knees were kneeling on the ground, he refused to bend down and knock on him.

He just shouted, "Dad, don't ask them, they want to kill the child, just come and kill him."

Seeing that he was stubborn, Dae Zhenren was angry, but he couldn't bear to force him, so he had to kowtow a few times first and said, "Senior brothers, don't blame me, I'll kowtow to you on his behalf."

I still remember that day, his biological mother took him into her arms and cried all over and said to him: "Come on, my mother tells you who they are. This is the master, Wang Weixuan, the master of Huolin Cave Heavenly Cave on Huotong Mountain..." He told him the six Taoists' cultivation caves and Taoist names one by one.

"In addition to these people, there are Qingcheng Mountain in the ten cave heavens, Qingcheng father-in-law in the nine-room cave palace of Baoxian. They are me, your father, and the master of these people. You must remember it."

"Don't worry about taking revenge in the future. You need to kill all these people one by one after your cultivation level is at the top of the sky."

"You have a uncle, but... if my elder brother is here, who would dare to treat us mother and son like this?"

Du Jun raised his head, and a few tears flowed from his eyes, and said in his heart: "Father, you told me not to go back to the Central Plains in this life, but how do you forget the revenge of killing my father and mother? If you don't take revenge, how do I deal with it?"

"After seven years of wandering, my mother swears to fight the enemy to death, but she has been in exchange for our seven years of survival, but she still can't escape the pursuit of the Taoist people in the Central Plains. In desperation, you took me into the great wilderness and died with all your energy. However, you didn't expect that there was no way out. There was still people on the other side of this great wilderness, and it was actually another state. In this desert state, it was actually the legendary demonic path."

Du Jun and tears, showed a sarcastic smile and said to himself: "The law of heaven is circulating, and retribution is unhappy. If the Central Plains were not forced to force me out of the Central Plains, I would probably be like a person from the Central Plains for my whole life, thinking that the Central Plains is the world, thinking that only the Central Plains can be crowded, and I would not have encountered the legendary Demon Sect in the Central Plains."

"Remember, you can only have the surname Du, and you will never be given by your master!"

Recalling his father, Zhenren Dai, Du Jun smiled bitterly on his face and said to himself: "Do you respect the father-in-law of Qingcheng so much? Even if this enemy's surname is dead, I don't mind taking the surname."

"I have never harmed others, but the Central Plains Taoist sect can never tolerate me. Now, this Demon Sect sect selects disciples, and the people under the sect choose me, so I simply enter this Demon Sect. What's the harm to be a devil?"

"I am a child, but you are struggling with each other. The vast Central Plains have no place to stay, and I force me to become a demon step by step."

The children beside him were full of desire for practicing Taoism. The desire was almost faithful, but no one noticed the memories in his heart and struggled. Du Jun clenched his fists and said firmly: "Central Plains, one day, I will need to return to the Central Plains and kill my enemies with my hands!"
Chapter completed!