Xuantianji

Zhao Yannan, a handyman of the Xuantian Sect, had been in the sect for three years, and his spiritual roots were mottled. He carried water and rocks every day, was whipped and humiliated, and was told by the deacon that "life is worthless than grass, just accept it." He didn't admit it. In the middle of the night, I miss my mother. The green jade pendant my mother left behind suddenly glows with green light, and the remnant spirit in the pendant appears - this is the inheritance of the ancient Holy Lord who has been sleeping for three thousand years, and he is the last bloodline of the Jade Keeper. From then on, he practiced secretly in an uninhabited place, and his spiritual energy became the Zhoutian, he broke through the body refinement, and entered the condensed energy. He fought back and won the first place in the desperate situation of the small competition, and then jumped into the sect competition and entered the inner sect after a draw. The emerging edge also attracted prying eyes: the secret of the inheritance was exposed, the sect secretly attacked him at night, and chased him desperately to drive him into despair. In the Jedi cave, the thousands of years of writing combined with the lines in his bloodline revealed the truth about his life experience - the seal of the Tongxuan spiritual vein was set by his mother to protect him; the residual spirit guarded it for his whole life, but could no longer keep it, just to hand this vein into the hands of the person who should take it. "The thing I'm asking you for is to catch it." After awakening from the inheritance, he drew the power of a mountain to drive back the demonic cultivators, uncovered the hidden sect's internal agents, knocked on the door of the Holy Lord, and ascended to the only ultimate Holy Lord in the ages. The mountain-protecting formation was recast, and the sect was reestablished. And in the distant Zhongzhou, a sleeping being quietly woke up, leaving behind a few words across thousands of miles of mountains and rivers: "Holy Lord... Is interesting. Let me store that thing with you first." Jade is still warm. The wind from the mountain gate blew through his clothes.