Honghuang: My senior brother Xuanmen, the world is awake!

Chapter 1 Rebirth Flood Desolation, the First Disciple of Xuanmen!

There are thousands of rays of light, and there are thousands of rui qi.

In this heaven and earth, a majestic and beautiful palace faintly appeared.

As far as the eye can see, you can see thousands of silk-like fairy lights, falling down.

The dome of the palace is suspended by a huge Taiji grinding plate, condensed into an infinite magic circle.

At this time, in a vault on the left side of the palace, there was a shirtless young man sitting on a purple gold futon.

The young man's eyebrows are clear and beautiful, and his whole body exudes a crystalline brilliance.

Inhale!

Exhale!

With the sound of even breathing, the brilliance that shrouded the young man's body became more and more brilliant, revealing the pores around him.

This is a young man cultivating the Taiqing Immortal Method.

[Training: Mana +10!].

A prompt sounded, and when Xuan Xuan was calm, he opened a pair of crystal eyes.

Whew!

He exhaled heavily and stood up from the purple gold futon.

The cultivation method taught by the saint in the dojo of the human sect, although it only allowed him to increase his mana by 10 points.

But the Xuanxu, which has always been pure-hearted and has few desires, is enough.

At this time, the sun star jumped out of the thick sea of clouds, and the warm sunlight shone on Xuanxu's body, making him can't help but yawn.

An accident a hundred years ago crossed Xuanxu to this saint's dojo.

Because of his special luck, the Taiqing sage accepted Xuanxu as a disciple and taught the sage immortal method.

However, a hundred years have passed, and the realm of Xuanxuan is still lingering in the early stage of the earth immortals.

Seeing that Xuanxu had no roots, the Taiqing sage no longer cared about him.

Let him practice at the Eight Views Palace.

Over the past hundred years, all kinds of strange things have happened in the desolate land.

Especially the Terran tribes, there are actually many excellent people with excellent roots.

One day, on a whim, the Taiqing sage traveled to the East China Sea, leaving Xuanxu to guard the Bajing Palace.

The Eight Views Palace is lonely above the desolate sky, and the sun star and the Taiyin star can be seen.

Xuanxu has endured the essence of the sun and the moon, the aura of heaven and earth, and words continue to appear in front of him.

[Sun and Moon Essence, Quenching Its Bones: Muscles and Bones +35, Qi and Blood +55].

[Heaven and earth aura, temper its form: defense +10, mana +5].

......

Xuanxu stretched his waist and lay lazily again.

......

When the morning light was faint, there was a sound of fairy music above the vast sky.

Endless fairy light hangs down like a dazzling luo, and in the colorful auspicious clouds, an old man with white hair and long beard, dressed in a Taiqing robe, sits on top of a green ox with horns.

Before the green cow, a young man led the fairy rope.

"Xuandu disciple, in the distance is the Eight Views Purple Mansion. "

This old man is one of the Taiqing saints of the Three Qings.

Where he stretched out his hand and pointed, the infinite immortal light was like a glass bowl, covering a blessed land of immortal mountains, pavilions and pavilions.

"Is this the Saint's Dojo?"

The young man raised his eyes and saw the light of Yao, the clouds and stars, and the sage dojo.

The young man named Xuandu, between his eyebrows, showed great excitement and expectation.

"Disciple, from now on, you will practice here. "

When the Taiqing Sage's holy eyes stared at the Eight Views Dojo, he saw that his brows suddenly furrowed.

Immediately, the Sanskrit sound of the saint was heard, which came to Xuandu's ears.

"In addition, there is one more thing, your senior brother...... Anyway, whoever made him a hundred years earlier than you should be a senior brother...... When the time comes, don't disturb him. "

This holy sentence made De Xuandu frown slightly, but he already had some doubts in his heart.

It turned out that before me, there was another senior brother.

But why did the master let me not disturb him?

Could it be that this senior brother is at a critical juncture in his cultivation?

If you are disturbed by someone, will

it be useless?

Xuandu knew it in his heart, and hurriedly responded obediently: "Disciple remember." "

The holy eyes of the Taiqing saint looked into the distance, but his brows were slightly furrowed.

"Good man, you go to the Eight Views Palace to wait for your life, I still have something to do, and when I return, you can enter the Eight Views Palace again. "

"Yes, Master. "

Xuandu saluted respectfully, watching the saint go away, and the fairy light was hidden.

At this time, looking at Xuandu in the saint's dojo, he only felt that he was deeply blessed.

"I am a human race, but I am favored by saints, and in the future, my immortal path will be extraordinary. "

When he was looking forward to it, Xuandu took out the token given by the saint and stepped into the fairyland of the Eight Views Palace.

I saw that the cranes and apes were frolicking back and forth, and outside the Eight Scenery Palace, there were more strange flowers and plants in full bloom.

When Xuandu was greedily watching, he suddenly heard a voice coming.

"Who dreams first, I know in my life, Xianshan Spring sleeps enough, and the day outside the window is delayed. "

"Practice, practice, stop, and only fools go to practice. "

Xuandu followed the sound, but saw a scene that made him blush.

I saw a young man, bare-chested and bare-breasted, lying on top of a fairy stone in an extremely indecent posture.

And the boy sensed that someone was coming.

He turned his head to see that he was a handsome young man.

"Xuandu visits Senior Brother. "

Xuandu knew that this person was the senior brother mentioned by Shizun, so he hurriedly saluted.

"It turned out to be a senior brother of Xuandu, and he was neglected for his brother. "

Xuanxu stood up, straightened his robe, and returned the salute to Xuandu.

"Senior brother, I am from Bajing Palace teaching the dojo, looking at the desolation, there is no dojo comparable to it, and the junior brother will benefit a lot ......from practicing here."

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