(please collect)

Author: Xu Qingteng

(please collect)

China is a vast land, vast and boundless.

To the north is the painful land of ice sheets, to the south are hundreds of thousands of mountains, to the east is the vast sea, to the northwest is the wild desert, and to the southwest is the swamp of death.

Only China, China, is the most fertile land in the world.

"Ho~~~"

But even if they live in the rich land of Zhongzhou, the poor people who live in the wilderness will still be harassed by ferocious birds and monsters.

Hongye Village is a poor village at the foot of Peach Blossom Mountain. The people are no more than 40 households, and they make a living by farming and hunting. In the center of the village, there is a big red leaf tree with a thick trunk and luxuriant branches, so it is called

Hongye Village.

Every autumn, red leaves like flames fall down the whole village. That is the most beautiful time of Red Leaf Village.

Unfortunately, on this day, the quiet and peaceful atmosphere of Hongye Village was broken. Thatched huts collapsed, corpses were scattered everywhere, and screams came from the streets and alleys.

A huge demon tiger is wreaking havoc and eating people.

The demon tiger is about three feet long, fat and strong, with yellow and black fur, flashing a strange evil red light in the sun, and a pair of broken golden pupils, glowing with cruel and cold wisdom. The figure is in the thatched hut.

Moving around, lowering his head and twitching his nose, he can always smell the scent of human beings hiding in the air.

"Am I going to die like this?"

In the corner of the house, Xu Qingteng clung to the cold wall, holding the hatchet tightly in his hand, holding his breath and listening to the movement outside the hut.

Xu Qingteng is a time traveler. He was an ordinary person in his previous life. One day after get off work, he was hit and killed by a passing dump truck. When he opened his eyes, he became an orphan in Hongye Village.

After inquiring, he learned that this is the vast land of China, with legends about Qingyun Gate, Fenxiang Valley, and Tianyin Temple.

Unfortunately, before he could pursue his destiny, he was cornered by a demon tiger in Peach Blossom Mountain. This beast was a demon beast and gave birth to spiritual wisdom. Ordinary people faced with it could not escape at all and could only wait silently for death.

This is the difficult situation of the people at the bottom.

"I'm really unwilling."

Xu Qingteng gritted his teeth, and the palm of his hand holding the hatchet was trembling slightly.

The clouds follow the dragon and the wind follows the tiger.

He was hiding behind the wall and could already smell the fishy smell coming from the demon tiger. It was gradually getting closer...

"Even if I die, I will chop you with a knife."

Xu Qingteng said fiercely.

The footsteps were getting closer, and he could hear the snoring sound coming from the demon tiger's throat. It seemed that in the next second, it would break through the door and window and get in.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

Xu Qingteng's hair stood on end, and his body was cold, as if he had fallen into an ice cave. The physical fear made him tremble slightly, but the psychological ferocity and perseverance made him hold the hatchet tightly. A pair of calm eyes flashed with a stern look,

The soles of his feet were pushing on the ground, and his body was tense like a big bow, ready to escape at any time.

"You evil beast, how dare you hurt anyone!?"

Just when the footsteps were getting closer and Xu Qingteng's body tensed up and prepared to fight, suddenly there was a loud roar from the sky and the earth, as if the god was angry.

The next second, a dazzling golden light suddenly lit up in the dark thatched hut, followed by a huge sound as the giant fell to the ground.

"Bang——" The sound was dull, as if a big hole had been made in the earth, and even Xu Qingteng felt the ground shake slightly under his feet.

"Who is it?" Xu Qingteng was surprised and uncertain, and the joy of surviving the disaster surged in his heart. He stood up slightly and approached the window to look out.

"Whoosh."

A golden sword light suddenly flashed past the window.

"Immortal sword!"

Xu Qingteng breathed rapidly and his eyes widened.

Could it be someone from the Qingyun Sect?

Xu Qingteng was excited, but not sure.

Because the old man in the village said that in addition to the immortals of Qingyunmen, there are also immortal families in the prosperous city who call themselves cultivators.

He moved the tables, chairs and benches blocking the door, opened the door and walked out. The strong smell of blood in the air made him sick to his stomach. However, his face was excited, and he had already seen the demon tiger lying in a pool of blood, next to its huge corpse.

There stood a figure in purple robes.

The man was tall and wearing a purple Taoist robe. When he saw Xu Qingteng's figure, his solemn and majestic face showed kindness and compassion in his eyes.

"Child, don't be afraid, the demon tiger has been killed by me."

After that, he introduced himself: "Have you ever heard of Qingyun Sect? I am a cultivator of Qingyun Sect and the first real person in Chaoyang Peak - Shang Zhengliang."

Shang Zhengliang?!

This name fell into Xu Qingteng's heart and caused a stir. He widened his eyes and stared closely at the figure in purple. That solemn and majestic face, with a faint smile in the bright sunshine, was like an eternal scene, deeply ingrained in his mind.

In Xu Qingteng's mind.

"Zhenzhen Shang, thank you for saving me, and thank you for avenging us villagers in Hongye Village." Xu Qingteng ran over quickly, clasped his fists in a respectful salute, and suddenly fell to his knees with a thud. In Shang Zhengliang's astonished look, he was very surprised.

He said firmly, "Please accept me as your disciple, Master."

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" Without allowing Shang Zhengliang to refuse, Xu Qingteng's forehead touched the ground, his body prostrated, and he kowtowed nine times.

If Shang Zhengliang didn't ask to stop, or refused, he could keep knocking...

"Child, you get up first."

Shang Zhengliang smiled slightly, helped Xu Qingteng to stand up, and his eyes immediately fell on Xu Qingteng's red and dusty forehead.

Regardless of his qualifications, his cleverness and sincerity are enough to move people.

"My Qingyun Sect will not accept apprentices casually. First of all, we must look at their qualifications, and secondly, we must cut off the worldly ties. If you become my disciple, do you know that you will be able to take care of your parents?"

"Master, I am an orphan." Xu Qingteng said calmly.

Shang Zhengliang was stunned for a moment, and seemed to realize something. He looked around with dim eyes and sighed slightly. His heart felt a little softer. Then he said, "Then let me take a look at your qualifications. As long as your qualifications are not bad, I will make the decision."

Now, I will take you back to Qingyun and enter my gate at Chaoyang Peak."

"Thank you, Master." Xu Qingteng said gratefully.

Shang Zhengliang's true energy was circulating, and auras bloomed in his eyes. His gaze fell on Xu Qingteng's thin body, and he saw auras glowing outside Xu Qingteng's body. A bright and dazzling nine-color light refracted out. In the void above his head, a stream of auras broke through.

Tianmen almost reaches the sky.

Shang Zhengliang's expression froze, his eyes widened, and he could hardly look away. The brilliant nine-color light in his eyes seemed to drown his figure.

"Hiss, with such a strong aura, how powerful is this child's soul?" Shang Zhengliang took a breath, then frowned and pondered.

"And what's going on with this nine-color light? The Qingyun Sect has been established for more than two thousand years, but I haven't heard of anyone's aura refracting the nine-color light. This is almost like an immortal..."

"Even the Patriarch Qingye who lived more than a thousand years ago only said that he was so spiritual that he rushed out of the void above his head nine feet high, faintly condensing a cyan mysterious light..."

"These nine colors, hiss——"

Shang Zhengliang's head was dizzy. He could hardly imagine that he had higher qualifications than Patriarch Qingye. Is this still a human being? A god descended to earth and reincarnated, right?

But no matter what, Shang Zhengliang has accepted Xu Qingteng.

Shang Zhengliang couldn't hide his inner joy. He looked at Xu Qingteng with a pair of hot and bright eyes, and suddenly laughed nervously.

"My child, you are very talented. You can join me. What's your name?" Shang Zhengliang's eyes were kind and he touched Xu Qingteng's head.

"My name is Xu Qingteng..." Xu Qingteng said calmly.

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