Chapter 1 Qianqiu

Since ancient times, cultivation has been a mysterious and distant thing in people's hearts. Based on these two situations, people have always been suspicious and onlookers. I want to gain powerful abilities so that I can be at the top of the world. I dare not try it myself, under this contradictory thought. The word cultivation gradually faded out of human vision and was forgotten in an unknown corner.

But one day, Lu Qingfeng, the first person of the last generation of Huaxia Daomen, inadvertently broke into this unknown corner and reappeared the word cultivation in front of the world. Since then, China has risen. Gu Wu restored his former glory and stood proudly in this ancient sky with endless legends.

To this day, nearly 300 years have passed since then, the cultivation wind of the earth is becoming more and more prosperous, and ancient martial arts have developed to an unprecedented height.

Qianqiu, an ordinary little beggar who can't be no longer ordinary, is also a very special little beggar. He said he was special because he was carrying a sword.

Thirteen-year-old Qianqiu is very thin among children of the same age. His body is slightly thin, and his face is beautiful but pale.

Qianqiu was not a beggar. He was picked up by his master since he was a child and practiced in the mountains with him. Thinking of Master, a trace of nostalgia flashed in Xiao Qianqiu's eyes, but it was fleeting.

Since childhood, Qianqiu thought that the master was very mysterious, because no matter how Qianqiu practiced and how to break through, although he was talented and cultivated to the peak of ancient martial arts at the age of ten. But in the comparison with the master, it can't be within ten steps, which can't be played at all.

But Qianqiu is very smart. Can people who are innate at the age of ten not be smart? Qianqiu was ready to cultivate a weapon, so after trying to use all the weapons, Qianqiu found his favorite weapon 'sword!'

What disappointed Qianqiu was that although his swordsmanship reached its peak in a short time. However, he still can't look back in front of his master. Although he is melancholy, he also has endless motivation to promote Qianqiu's cultivation.

However, the world can never be so beautiful. During the Dragon Boat Festival three years ago, Qianqiu, who was eating rice dumplings with his master and drinking real wine, suddenly felt the earth shaking. Qianqiu still didn't know what he meant, but Qianqiu's master Li Yunhe's face changed greatly. He put down the rice dumplings in his hand and ran towards the back mountain.

Qianqiu naturally followed, and the back mountain was red. Birds and beasts are running wildly.

Li Yunhe looked at the bloody mountain on the back mountain, and there was no blood on his face.

"Qianqiu!" Li Yunhe shouted in a harsh tone that had never been used before.

"Disciples are there!" Qianqiu's voice is always so cold.

Li Yunhe looked at his favorite and only disciple, and a trace of reluctance flashed in his eyes.

"Do you know what this place is?" Li Yunhe asked.

Qianqiu didn't say anything, just stared at Li Yunhe.

"This used to be the main site of Shishimen. Hundreds ago, the ancestor suppressed a demon here and built the mountain gate here to completely suppress this demon. However, due to the number of days, the mountain gate changed dramatically a hundred years ago, and the sect was also destroyed. All this was caused by this demon. At the last moment, the leader wanted to use its own body to strengthen the seal, but the demon was really powerful, and the power of the leader alone did not work at all. After discussion, the elders in the door selected the most cultivated disciples in the door to disperse their bodies and strengthen the seals with them. They will not let the devil appear in the world and harm the world. At that time, the teacher was also an excellent disciple, but he was not selected, but sent down the mountain gate. The teacher knew that the elders wanted to leave a little inheritance to the sect. Li Yunhe sighed deeply.

Qianqiu seemed to understand what Li Yunhe was thinking and said, "Is the seal going to expire again?"

Li Yunhe nodded and looked at Qianqiu's face that seemed to have never changed. He secretly said that this personality is definitely a good quality of cultivation.

The earth shook again, and it was more violent than last time.

Li Yunhe quickly came to his senses and said to Qianqiu, "Apprentice, Master may not have a chance to teach you in the future. You have to practice well by yourself and remember not to rely on your own ability to do evil."

Qianqiu's guess has been confirmed. Seeing Qianqiu who seemed to have something to say, Li Yunhe smiled, and then he took a step and slowly walked towards the mountain that had become a bloody mountain.

"The leader once said that this devil was sealed by our ancestors, so we descendants naturally have to shoulder this responsibility. Death is just the best interpretation of responsibility. Li Yunhe still walked without looking back and said to Qianqiu in a sonorous and powerful voice.

"Apprentice, remember, if you need to ask others to help you complete it together, you have been defeated. My cultivation can stabilize this seal for up to three years. Three years later, it's up to you. You can choose not to bear this responsibility, because after all, you are only my apprentice, not a disciple of the sect. But you have to remember that a man's hands are destined to be stained with blood. Whether it's someone else's or your own, you must stick to your heart!" Li Yunhe suddenly turned around and smiled at Qianqiu. Then his body turned into a streamer and rushed into the blood mountain. A white light suddenly bloomed, so dazzling in the blood-red mountain.

The next moment, with another vibration of the earth, it is not so much a vibration as a struggle. Calm returned, the blood color of the mountain faded, and he changed into a blue face again.

"Master..." Qianqiu knelt on the ground and slowly kowtowed three times. I don't know whether it is born like this or acquired influence, Qianqiu will always be an indifferent look.

Qianqiu was out of his memories and looked at the busy pedestrians beggars begging, and a trace of kindness flashed in his eyes. To be honest, after Master's death, Qianqiu went down the mountain. He could do nothing and only practice, so he became a beggar, but he never asked for anything, because other little beggars would give a part of it to Qianqiu, because Qianqiu was very powerful and would protect them.

Three years later, the mountain Qianqiu cultivated at the beginning has become a famous mountain. Because three years ago, some people saw a strong red light on the mountain and immediately spread, so an endless stream of people came to this mountain to play or team up to explore. They thought that the red light may symbolize the appearance of foreign treasures.

Qianqiu was on this mountain at this time. The mountain had no name, and the master did not tell himself. Even the name of the master did not say anything, but it didn't matter. It was all over. Qianqiu felt useless to mention it again, and it was just sad.

"Dead beggar, don't die, dare to ask me for money." A burst of scolding came. Qianqiu glanced at it and saw a well-dressed rich man stepping on a little beggar with his feet, cursing constantly. Beside him, there are also several women dressed in gorgeous and revealing clothes, who are insulting the little beggar with the rich man. One of the women had taken the communicator in the hand of the servant beside her and suddenly hit the head of the little beggar, and suddenly blood flowed. The little beggar just curled up and dared not struggle.

'Bum!'' Poo...' The woman who hit the little beggar with a communication device suddenly flew out and hit a boulder. After spitting out a mouthful of blood, she fell to the ground without breath. Although with the rise of Gu Wu, killing is no longer very strange. But that's just for them, and these mortals will still be extremely afraid.

'Ah..... Killed...' Several other women screamed, and the man also looked at the dead woman in a daze.

"Take your feet away." Qianqiu's voice sounded without any emotion.

"You... Who are you..." The rich man calmed down and said.

"Take off your feet!" Qianqiu still said this sentence.

"I... But... The young prince of the Beauty Group, you... Don't mess with me." The man said his family background and wanted to intimidate Qianqiu.

'Bum!' Qianqiu didn't say anything more and kicked the man out again. The man fell into the grass in the distance, struggled a few times, and did not stand up again.

'Ah...' Several other women screamed and ran away. By this time, many people had gathered around and came to see the fun.

Qianqiu had just helped the little beggar. Suddenly, the earth began to shake violently and lasted for more than ten seconds. The nearby mountains began to fall countless stones. Some places had begun to collapse, and dust and smoke enveloped here in an instant.

"Ah... There was an earthquake... Run quickly." Someone shouted and began to run down the mountain, and all the people ran down the mountain crazily.

"Brother Qian, run, there's an earthquake." The injured little beggar pulled Qianqiu and said.

Qianqiu took a look at the little beggar and said, "Go down the mountain quickly, but don't take the road. Go left from here and keep going down safely. After going down the mountain, practice what I gave you. Let's go." Without waiting for the little beggar to answer, Qianqiu has disappeared as a shadow.

The little beggar looked around in panic and found that there was no shadow of Qianqiu. He couldn't help crying. Thinking of Qianqiu's words, he immediately ran in the direction Qianqiu said.

The whole mountain is once again shrouded in blood gas. Now Qianqiu knows that this is not blood gas, but evil spirit. When the evil spirit is strong, it will turn red.

'Ying', draw the sword out of the sheath. Although Qianqiu's current cultivation has far exceeded the innate realm, there is still an unspeakable fear in the face of this unknown demon. It is a kind of trembling from the soul. Why is it like this? Qianqiu didn't know, but he tried his best to fight against this unknown power.

' miso!' Maintaining himself suspended in mid-air with true qi, Qianqiu's sword pointed diagonally to the seal. He wanted to compare with this legendary demon. He wanted to try how powerful it was.

The seal is gradually loosening, and it rains heavily in the sky, with thunderstorms from time to time, but the blood-like evil spirit is still not weakened at all.

The sword in Qianqiu's hand is becoming more and more fierce. According to the master, at a certain moment when the seal is loose, he can enter the seal through a special place of the seal. And Qianqiu is waiting for this moment.

A deafening thunder sounded, and Qianqiu's pupils suddenly shrank. He found a white spiral nest in a sealed place. Qianqiu did not hesitate at all and rushed into the spiral nest...

Black! Quiet! This is the only feeling of Qianqiu entering here. Unlike the bloodlight outside, in addition to being extremely dark, it is also very quiet. The quiet Qianqiu can hear his heartbeat.

Suddenly, Qianqiu found that a golden light lit up in his left hand. He looked at his right hand in astonishment and saw a golden rune slowly flying out of his palm. Qianqiu remembered that it was that he accidentally found it in a cave. At that time, it entered his body and made Qianqiu very uncomfortable for a while. Because I grew up with my master and had a simple mind, I didn't think it was so mysterious. I just feel that this golden rune doesn't seem to have any effect. It has been lurking in Qianqiu's body since the day of discovery and has never appeared, but now it has appeared, which makes Qianqiu confused.

'Hum!' Suddenly, with the appearance of the rune, the whole dark surroundings suddenly brightened up, obviously the light of the rune.

This is an ordinary cave, which can no longer be ordinary cave, but Qianqiu's face is very ugly. Why? Because there is nothing in this cave.

What about the devil? What about the demon that was suppressed by countless people? Qianqiu was extremely shocked. Suddenly, he found that there was a simple sword suspended in the air in front of him, looking down at Qianqiu like an emperor.

The iron sword in Qianqiu's hand broke for no reason and finally turned into a wisp of smoke.

And the golden rune slowly flew towards the ancient sword, and finally disappeared into the ancient sword.

'yin!!!' Like a dragon, the ancient sword suddenly burst into a white light, and then a red light. Then, Qianqiu's body was suddenly attracted by a huge force. No matter how Qianqiu struggled, it had no effect. Finally, Qianqiu hit the ancient sword, and in an instant, Qianqiu's body actually turned into one Dao Ziguang shot into the body of the ancient sword.

'Boom!!!' The ancient sword instantly bloomed with purple, white and red lights. After that, the ancient sword turned into a streamer that broke through the seal. The powerful force directly exploded the whole mountain, and hundreds of miles of mountains and rivers were razed to the ground.

The huge explosion shocked the people around the mountains. For a moment, the panic spread, but no one dared to find out.

At this time, a stream of light flashed through the sky and entered the vast starry sky.

It is said that there is no demon, and there are so many doubts about it. Travel the three worlds with a sword, just to be confused!

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