Zhuxian Prequel: Wilderness

Chapter 1 Siege

The Qingyun Mountains stand tall in the Central Plains, with seven majestic peaks, and the clouds and rosy clouds go straight into the sky.

The Qingyun sect has been established for more than two thousand years, from under Patriarch Qingyunzi to patriarch Qingye's lintel. Today, the head teacher is the real Tianchengzi.There are many outstanding talents in the school. Among the same generation, there are Zhenyu, Zheng Tong and other famous orthodox giants in the world. Among the disciples of the younger generation, there are countless outstanding talents and talents. Jian Yi is the most outstanding, considered a rare talent in a thousand years.

Everyone in the world expects him to return, and he is called the leader of the famous sect and the righteous way.

Standing at the foot of the Qingyun Mountain, looking up at the majestic peak, you can't get a full view of it as far as you can see, and it makes you yearn for it. I don't know what kind of fairyland and ethereal scenery is on the top of the majestic peak of Lingshan Mountain.

Such a majestic fairy mountain and a famous sect were originally admired by all living beings in the world, but in this year, the leader of the Demon Cult, Qiu Wangyu, gathered the best of the teaching, came out from the wild temple in the northwest, swept the world, and went straight to the Qingyun. In the warm spring, when the flowers are blooming and the sun is shining, the Demon Cult army besieged Qingyun and aggressively attacked the mountain.

In front of a dense forest at the foot of Qingyun Mountain, there were two people standing. One was young and resolute, with a serious bearing. At this moment, his brows were furrowed, and he was looking closely at the majestic peak of Lingshan Mountain that went straight into the sky and loomed in the clouds. There seemed to be something on his face. The other person standing next to him was dressed in black, with a black scarf covering his face to cover his head, only revealing a pair of deep eyes.

And in the woods behind the two of them, it didn't look like there was anyone there, people could be vaguely seen flickering, and there were even reflections from the swords and soldiers, which made people feel a little chill in their hearts.

Not long after, the young man suddenly frowned and sighed, and walked back and forth a few steps with his hands behind his back, looking a little restless.The man in black next to him gave him a faint look, but he didn't have any intention of persuading him, but calmly looked away.

After a while like this, it was the young man who couldn't bear it first, turned his head and frowned at the man in black and said, "Mr. Participating, could it be that the old man has doubts about me?"

The man in black snorted, and instead of answering, asked, "Who taught you all your art?"

The young man said: "It was passed down by the suzerain."

The man in black asked again: "How does the suzerain treat you?"

The young man pondered for a moment, nodded and said: "The kindness is as heavy as a mountain, and it is regarded as my own."

The man in black snorted, and said: "It's good that you understand in your heart. From my point of view, the old suzerain is really good to you. The foundation of the ghost king's sect will definitely be handed over to you in the future. Don't worry about it." Think too much."

The young man sighed, turned around and glanced at the towering peak of Qingyun Mountain, and said: "Since it is so, the siege of Qingyunmen is such a big event, why doesn't the old suzerain let me go up the mountain, instead he asks me to bring people along?" Waiting here in the forest under the mountain, just doing the supporting thing?"

The man in black was silent for a moment, and said: "This matter is nothing more than two possibilities. One is that the old suzerain is well aware of the danger of this battle. Qingyun sect is a thousand-year-old sect, and there are countless masters in the sect. The fate of death, so you stay out of it here; secondly, that is..."

His voice suddenly became low, and he took a step up and stood beside the young man. He glanced to the left and right, and then said softly: "Secondly, it may be the old suzerain's heart. The result is not optimistic, for the sake of the ghost king Zong Jiye, I asked you to come here just now to prevent accidents."

When the young man heard this, he was startled, turned his head to look at the man in black, and said in a deep voice, "Mr. Ghost, what do you mean?"

The man in black laughed, as if he didn't care about what he said just now, and said calmly after a while: "It's just a random guess."

The young man's face was stern, and he gave him a deep look, his lips moved slightly as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, he still didn't say anything, just turned around silently, and looked up at the tall mountain.

At this moment, suddenly there was a commotion in the woods behind them, the young man's face turned cold, and he turned around and shouted: "What's going on?"

Not long after, a man in the forest ran out dragging an old man who looked like a woodcutter, with a look of panic on his face, as if he was in awe of this young man, and hurriedly said when he got close: "Reporting to the deputy suzerain, we caught this old man near the forest."

A cold light flashed in the young man's eyes, and he looked at the old man.

An invisible power seemed to rush towards his face in an instant. The woodcutter seemed to be just an ordinary person. He was frightened when he saw swords and swords in the forest just now. Zhiwuwu yelled weakly for a while, and didn't know what to say.

The young man snorted coldly and looked at the subordinate, who hurriedly and carefully reported back: "Deputy suzerain, I have already asked before, the old man said that he was a woodcutter in a nearby village, and happened to pass by here today."

"Huh?" A voice came from the side, but it was the man in black named Mr. Ghost who looked over and frowned, "What village?"

"Three miles away from here, at the foot of Qingyun Mountain, it's called Caomiao Village."

Mr. Ghost shook his head and said: "It's too close, I'm afraid it will expose our hiding place, why no one found it before? Wait until I lead people to destroy that village..."

"Wait a minute!"

Before Mr. Ghost finished speaking, he was interrupted by someone. He raised his head, frowned at the young man, and said, "Xiao Wan, what's wrong?"

The young man smiled faintly, but he waved his hand to order his subordinates to drag the old woodcutter back into the woods, and then said flatly: "It's just a bunch of ordinary people, my holy religion's prestige comes from killing at will. Those Central Plains sects underestimated them; besides, my Holy Cult army has already gone up the mountain, so what’s the use of killing them? There’s no need to worry about it.”

Mr. Gui was silent for a moment, nodded and said nothing, and the young man he called Xiaowan looked up at Qingyun Mountain again, his face was cloudy and cloudy, as if he was still worried about the people staying on the mountain.

But at this moment, Xiao Wan's eyes suddenly froze!
I saw that in the originally clear sky, a dark cloud suddenly rolled in, and instantly washed away the ethereal and white clouds in the entire sky.

(End of this chapter)