It rose during the turbulent period when Tianqi and Gujiang were at war.
At that time, Gujiang was powerful and encountered a golden age that was rare in a thousand years. Geniuses emerged one after another in major tribes.
There were twelve palm students participating in the battle.
That is to say, the Tianqi royal family had a strong foundation, and they relied on the national treasure to resist, but it was difficult to reverse the situation, and the fighting on the front line was losing ground.
When the whole country was in danger, Yuanxia Sword Immortal, who was known as the best swordsman in Tianqi at that time, attained enlightenment overnight, and his sword energy spanned thousands of miles.
He went deep into Gujiang alone, killed three palm-born witches with his sword, turned the tide and severely undermined Gujiang's indomitable spirit.
While reversing the course of the war, it also laid the foundation for victory in that battle.
After the turmoil ended, the sword immortal Yuanxia became famous in Tianqi and Gujiang, and was treated with the utmost courtesy by the Tianqi royal family.
After the sword immortal Yuanxia, the Tianquan Sword Sect was at its peak.
Sword geniuses passed on the torch from generation to generation, and the generation of powerful palm masters never stopped.
The current sect leader, Chang Huanian, is also the number one in Tianqi Sword Dao and is in charge of the Tianqi Sword Sect.
Later, there was the little sword fairy Zhu Wenyuan who became the little sword fairy of Tianqi's generation.
All the Tianqi cultivators lamented that the Tianquan Sword Sect would probably not decline for a thousand years.
It was a clear and sunny day when a young man in blue clothes appeared on the top of a mountain a hundred miles away from the gate of Tianquan Sword Sect.
His hair was not tied up, his black hair was draped over his shoulders, his blue clothes were loose, his sleeves hung down, and his temperament seemed lazy.
He stood on the top of the mountain, his eyes as cold as a deep pool gazing into the distance at the gate of Tianquan Sword Sect which was a hundred miles away.
The giant peak where the sect was located was like a sharp sword, rising abruptly from the earth and piercing the sky.
Next to the Tianquan Sword Sect, there is a long river that comes from the horizon and goes far away on the earth. It is the most famous river in Tianqi, the Meijiang River.
Whoosh! The clouds were high and the wind was strong on the mountain top. The autumn wind blew past my ears, blowing up many dead leaves and flying past the boy.
A few squirrels on the mountain were running around, picking up nuts on the ground to store food for the coming winter.
Many squirrels walked past the boy, some even stepped on his insteps, without any fear.
In other words, they did not sense the boy's existence at all, as if he had disappeared out of thin air.
The young man looked at the gate of Tianquan Sword Sect for a long time, a faint smile appeared on his handsome face, and he sighed: "Tianquan Sword Sect is indeed magnificent."
This person was none other than Kong Ju, who had hurried over from the imperial city.
Without Dapeng's speed, he wasted a lot of time on the road. It took him about seven days to cross mountains and rivers and reach the territory of Tianquan Sword Sect.
As they approached Tianqi's number one sword sect, Kong Ju did not move forward any further.
After finding a hidden place to hide Xianyu Yanhe's refined puppet and Dapeng's green egg, he climbed to the top of the mountain to observe the enemy situation.
Now that his cultivation has greatly improved and he has the help of the Frost Sky Immortal Foundation, he has taken the initiative to conceal his aura. Unless the great master Zhangsheng comes in person, no one can discover him.
"It's been so long, and I don't know if that old man Zhou Yufeng has left." Kong Ju expanded his virtual soul vision and glanced back and forth around the gate of Tianquan Sword Sect, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.
Even if I don't leave, I'm afraid it will be difficult to find him.
After all, Zhou Yufeng was cunning, and the leader of Tianquan Sword Sect tried to search for him many times but failed to find him.
Kong Ju doesn't think he is more powerful than the leader of Tianquan Sword Sect.
However, he has an advantage that Tianquan Sword Sect does not have.
That is, he and Shangguan Yuzhou are both on the wanted list of the Zhuyin tribe, so there is no need to take the initiative to find Zhuo Yufeng.
"Just reveal a few flaws, and the old man might take the bait himself."
Of course, it is also possible that day and wind have already left Tianqi.
It is also possible that he was frightened by the leader of the Tianquan Sword Sect and went into hiding, never to appear again.
In short, whether you can bring out the day and the wind depends on luck.
Kong Ji was determined to kill Zhou Yufeng. No matter whether it worked or not, he would give it a try.
"As long as I let this old guy live, I will not have peace in Tianqi." Kong Ju muttered to himself, with a decision in his eyes. His figure flashed and he disappeared on the top of the mountain out of thin air.
On the other side, inside the Tianquan Sword Sect, on a cliff near Meijiang River.
It's foggy here.
A tall young man with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes sat cross-legged on the edge of the cliff, with a long sword placed flat on his hands.
His eyes were quietly staring at the rolling clouds and mist below the mountain. Every time the white mist rolled, the sword edges spread out on his palms would reveal a hint of sword light.
The sword light flickered and spit out, making the entire cliff almost covered with sword intent, making it difficult for ordinary people to approach.
I don’t know how long it took.
Tap tap~ The clear sound of footsteps suddenly echoed in the valley off the cliff.
A woman in plain clothes walked down from the bottom of the cliff and stopped when she was near the top of the cliff.
She seemed to be very afraid of the sword intent on the cliff and did not dare to get close.
Fortunately, the moment the woman approached, the young man stood up and sheathed the sword in his hand.
On the cliff, the heroic young man tilted his head and looked at the woman without saying a word, but there was a questioning look in his eyes.
Zai Fu Qiaoqiao looked at Shangguan Yuzhou with fear in his eyes. This young man was much stronger than when he fought with the Black Snake Tribe. Right now, he was afraid that even if he used all his strength, he would not be able to block his three swords.
Zaifu Qiaoqiao thought so, and said with a little respect: "Master Shangguan, I can sense my master's consciousness, he has arrived."
Hearing Zai Fu Qiaoqiao talking about Kong Ju, Shangguan Yuzhou finally showed a hearty smile on his face: "Haha, this kid is finally here. If he doesn't come again, I will break out."
Tianquan Sword Sect is indeed an extremely suitable place for sword cultivation. Shangguan Yuzhou has stayed here for more than a year and benefited a lot.
But he is a combative person after all, and he has had a hard year.
If Zaifu Qiaoqiao hadn't come over with Kong Ju's badge, he would have left long ago.
"When are we leaving?" Shangguan Yuzhou put the sword on his back and appeared in front of Zaifu Qiaoqiao in a flash.
Zaifu Qiaoqiao subconsciously took a step back, paused and thought for a while, then said, "There is no time to lose, let's go now."
She merely sensed Kong Ju's presence and did not receive any instructions.
But she was cunning and intelligent, and she knew that Kong Ju deliberately let her sense it but did not show up. There must be a reason for it.
It means telling yourself that it is inconvenient to show up.
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Zai Fu Qiaoqiao can only act according to circumstances.
"Okay!" Shangguan Yuzhou didn't have as many twists and turns as Zaifu Qiaoqiao, so he responded immediately, then took another look at the mountain gate of Tianquan Sword Sect and left a message: "Wait for me at the mountain gate for a while, I'll go say goodbye to Brother Zhu."
Zai Fu Qiaoqiao naturally agreed. Just as he nodded, a flash of light appeared before his eyes and Shangguan Yuzhou had disappeared without a trace.
One stick of incense later, we arrived at the gate of Tianquan Sword Sect.
Zaifu Qiaoqiao meets Shangguan Yuzhou.
Under the respectful gaze of the disciples guarding the mountain, Shangguan Yuzhou bowed to the disciples and walked out of the mountain gate with Zaifu Qiaoqiao.
Following a wave-like ripple in front of them, the two passed through the Sword Sect's mountain protection formation.
At this time, at the top of the Tianquan Sword Sect’s mountain gate.
Two pairs of eyes watched them leave.
A middle-aged man wearing a yellow and white Confucian robe, with a fair face and no beard, and a calm demeanor.
The young man standing next to him had an ordinary appearance, but when his eyelids opened and closed, a gleam of light as sharp as a sword penetrated his eyes.
Although they were far apart, the middle-aged man could see every hair on Shangguan Yuzhou's body clearly. Seeing the carefree smile on Shangguan Yuzhou's face when he left, the man whispered, "What a pity, this kid is not a disciple of my Tianquan Sword Sect."
After Shangguan Yuzhou arrived at Tianquan Sword Sect, he displayed amazing talent and various styles of doing things, which won his deep appreciation.
It made him want to poach people from the Cangwu Sect.
The young man beside the man smiled softly upon hearing this, and replied respectfully: "If Master is willing to accept a disciple, I might give it a try and test my brother's attitude."
The middle-aged man just said it casually, but he didn't expect his disciple to take it seriously. He immediately shook his head and sighed, "Forget it. I heard that his master, Tianhe Sword Immortal, is also a famous swordsman in Wudong."
"After all, he was the one who guided this kid's swordsmanship. My swordsmanship may not be suitable for him."
"We have you in our Tianquan Sword Sect, and that's enough. How can one family monopolize all the talents in the world?"
“Master, you see it clearly.” The young man immediately stopped smiling and watched Shangguan Yuzhou and the other person disappear behind the formation.
After leaving Tianquan Sword Sect, Shangguan Yuzhou looked around but couldn't see Kong Ju, and was about to take off into the air.
Zaifu Qiaoqiao, who was following closely behind him, suddenly stopped and turned his head to look outside the stone stairs, into a bush.
"What's wrong?" Shangguan Yuzhou asked casually. Following her gaze, he saw a black cat about a foot long in the bushes.
It looked like just an ordinary mountain cat, crawling on the ground.
It showed no fear when it saw Shangguan Yuzhou and the other man.
Instead, he shouted and leaped onto the stone stairs.
Under Shangguan Yuzhou's astonished gaze, he slowly walked like a cat, along Zaifuqiao's pleated skirt, and climbed onto her shoulders.
During the whole process, Zai Fu Qiaoqiao did not resist, but instead showed a smile.
Zaifu Qiaoqiao reached out and gently patted the black cat's head, and said to Shangguan Yuzhou softly: "Master Shangguan, let's go!"
Shangguan Yuzhou's eyes showed a thoughtful look, but he didn't ask any more questions. He nodded, and the two of them soared into the sky from the stone stairs.
The black cat that had climbed onto Zai Fu Qiaoqiao's shoulder was also carried into the air.
The black cat's pupils are emerald green, and its eyes contain a humanistic gleam.
Its gaze first lingered on Shangguan Yuzhou, with a hint of surprise, as if stunned by Shangguan Yuzhou's powerful cultivation, but it quickly looked away.
The emerald green cat's eyes looked left and right, carefully examining the surroundings.
All of this was seen by Zaifu Qiaoqiao. She sent a message to Black Cat: "Master, what should we do next?"
The black cat opened its mouth and wanted to make a sound, but found that the sound it made was just a meow.
He could only lick his paws regretfully and point in the direction of the imperial city.
Zai Fu Qiaoqiao immediately understood.
At the same time, Shangguan Yuzhou and Zaifu Qiaoqiao were a hundred miles away from each other.
Kong Ju's figure disappeared among the mountains and ridges, and he moved through the mountains like a ghost at the same speed as the two people behind him.
His brows sparkled with golden light. (End of this chapter)