Fantasy: There is a super sect in me

Nanning Prefecture, Holy Heaven Realm, Yunxi City.

When Xiang Yuan was brought back to the Xiang family, his meridians had been severed and his Dantian was shattered. It was Xiang Rongxuan, the head of the Xiang family, who carried Xiang Yuan all the way back.

When Xiang Rongxuan put Xiang Yuan on the bed, Xiang Yuan was already so angry that he seemed like he couldn't hold on much longer.

"The Qingyu Holy Sect is so cruel and cruel. It's such a deception."

Looking at Xiang Yuan who was only breathing out on the bed, Xiang Rongxuan clenched his fists and anger surged in his eyes.

Xiang Yuan's parents are core disciples of the Qingyu Holy Sect.

They both died while entering a dangerous place to fight for a sacred artifact.

Later, Xiang Yuan, who was only two years old, was sent back to the Xiang family by the Qingyu Holy Sect, and was told that the disciples of the sect would not die in vain and could always protect the Xiang family in the future.

Ten days ago, a sudden surge of spiritual energy occurred in a mountain stream thirty miles away from Yunxi City, and a saint's tomb was born.

It is also within the realm of Qingyu Holy Sect.

Because of the identity of Xiang Yuan's parents, the Xiang family obtained a rare place to enter the Immortal Tomb this time.

As long as Xiang Yuan can obtain the recognition of a treasure from it, he may be brought back to the sect by the Qingyu Holy Sect and receive the best training from the sect.

However, all the illusions were shattered the moment Xiang Yuan flew out of the Immortal Tomb.

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"I...I'm still alive?"

When Xiang Yuan opened his eyes, his eyes showed a trace of confusion at first, and then were filled with strong hatred.

The scenes that happened in the Immortal Tomb kept flashing in my mind.

That day in the Immortal Tomb, Xiang Yuan had just received the recognition of two spiritual weapons.

Two figures rushed towards him, and they took action without any explanation, shattering his Dantian on the spot.

He knew all of these two people.

The man's name is Song Mingxuan, the son of Song Yangrong, the elder of the Holy Sect.

The girl's name is An Shuyao, and she is the most promising saint of the Holy Sect.

"Xiang Yuan, don't blame us. Your parents died in a dangerous place back then. Letting you die here today is also a gift to your family."

"I bet your parents will be waiting for you on the road! You can't keep them waiting too long."

Xiang Yuan will never forget the way those two disciples of the Holy Sect looked at him, with arrogance, indifference, disdain, and treated him like nothing.

It was Song Mingxuan's words that made Xiang Yuan understand.

Could it be that the death of my parents back then was not an accident at all!

Only Song Yangrong, his father's best friend at that time, could have framed them. It was this man who stepped on the corpses of his parents and took the position of the elder of the Holy Sect.

The fact that Song Mingxuan was able to kill someone and silence him further proves this point.

"Song Yangrong, you climb really fast!"

Xiang Yuan almost gritted his teeth as he recited this name.

But thinking about his broken Dantian and broken meridians, Xiang Yuan felt deeply powerless again.

jingle!

Just when a tear fell from the corner of Xiang Yuan's eyes, a crisp ringtone suddenly rang.

This ringtone appeared in a very strange place, coming from Xiang Yuan's body.

As a crisp ringtone rang, strands of aura radiated from Xiang Yuan's Dantian and began to travel throughout his body.

In his astonished eyes, he could clearly feel that his meridians were recovering rapidly.

And the Dantian, which was originally broken, has actually re-condensed.

Feeling the spiritual power gushing out of his dantian, Xiang Yuan found that his dantian not only recovered, but also emitted a golden luster.

On the Dantian, there are a total of eight golden bells rotating around the Dantian.

It was one of them that made the ringing sound.

"This is not a spiritual weapon!"

Xiang Yuan looked at the trembling golden bell and made this judgment directly.

In the process of cultivation, whether it is exercises, martial arts, or magical weapons, the levels are the same.

It is divided into five levels: Ling, Yuan, Sheng, Immortal, and Shen.

Each level is divided into three levels: low level, intermediate level and high level.

However, only treasures above the level of immortal can be stored in the Dantian.

"I remember there was another sword, but it was a pity that it was lost in the Immortal Tomb. The grade should not be too low."

When the two disciples of the Holy Sect started to kill people, it was the long sword that automatically protected the master and sent Xiang Yuan out of the Immortal Tomb, thus escaping the disaster.

Although Xiang Yuan felt a little regretful, he was not too disappointed. After all, the two treasures had been claimed and no one could move them except him.

At first, Xiang Yuan thought that these were just two spiritual weapons. He didn't believe that those two people could have better eyesight than him.

Only an hour had passed, Xiang Yuan's Dantian and meridians had completely recovered, and he was able to sit up from the bed.

A thought moved my mind.

The golden bell exuding spiritual charm fell into his hand, and the spiritual power gradually became restrained, and the golden bell returned to its rusty appearance.

"I didn't expect that Xiang Yuan would be a blessing in disguise. You would come out with me."

As if in response, the golden bell trembled slightly.

Xiang Yuan found that this golden bell was very spiritual.

"Holy weapons usually have hidden mysteries. This is at least an immortal product, so it should be possible!"

Xiang Yuan tentatively entered the golden bell with his soul power, and suddenly found that the scene in front of him changed drastically.

"Golden Spirit Realm?"

Xiang Yuan looked at the three big characters floating above his head and recited them silently.

In front of Xiang Yuan is a gate, which has been opened at this time.

"It is said that the universe is hidden in the treasures above the immortal ones."

"There are combat skills and martial arts in the world of Qiankun. I, Xiang Yuan, can be considered a blessing in disguise because I survived the catastrophe."

Excited Xiang Yuan walked into the door and found that it was really quite big inside.

There are three rooms in the courtyard, and the three plaques on the doors are very eye-catching.

"War Skill Pavilion, Kung Fu Pavilion, Soul Skill Pavilion!"

"There are actually soul skills! Among all the skills, soul skills are the most rare. I wonder what soul skills are stored in it?"

Xiang Yuan was looking at the plaque of the Soul Skill Pavilion in trance, when the door of the Kung Fu Pavilion next to him suddenly opened by itself.

When Xiang Yuan walked into the Gongfa Pavilion, he immediately saw a book placed on the desk in the middle of the room.

In fact, this is the only book in this room.

Xiang Yuan walked forward quickly, and when he saw the words on the book, he exclaimed.

"Golden Pill Treasure Record, God-level Kung Fu Technique!"

"No, it's actually a god-level technique. This golden bell is definitely more than just an immortal weapon."

There are many different paths to cultivation, but one thing never changes.

That is, both combat skills and martial arts are controlled by various major sect forces.

And the ones that spread to the people are only at the advanced Yuan level.

Of course, there is no lack of chance encounters, and cultivators with great fortune can obtain the heritage of the ruins and immortal tombs, but these are only a very small number.

Xiang Yuan excitedly picked up the books on the desk.

What catches the eye on the first page are three big characters, "Destined Person", and a line of small seal characters below.

"I, Lu Xiaoyao, ascended to the vast Feixian today and left the divine artifacts Qiankun Bell and Xuanyang Sword here. The person who gets their approval is my direct disciple, Lu Xiaoyao."

"However, the journey of cultivating to seize heaven and earth is going against nature and is not a smooth road. If you feel that it is difficult to make progress, please return the two things and leave them to the next person who is destined."

After reading for a long time, his eyes became sharper little by little.

"Song Mingxuan, An Shuyao, God will not destroy me, Xiang Yuan. If I, Xiang Yuan, do not die today, I will make you pay with blood in the future!"