Chapter 1
"cough cough"

The burning pain in his throat woke Wang Yuan up from his coma.

"Ninth Junior Brother, how are you doing?"

"Senior Brother Ninth, don't move around"

A woman's surprised voice sounded beside her ears, mixed with many chaotic footsteps, and noisy sounds came from further away.

Opening your eyes, you see the blue sky, with the sky-covering mountain peaks stretching straight into the sky on one side, and a young man suspended in the air with a flying sword...

Where am I?

Am I not sleeping, why did I appear here, what place is this?
Wang Yuan's eyes went dark, and memories poured into his brain like a tide, and Wang Yuan's mind became filled with many things.

The sect, the Tianmen Mountain Courtyard, originates from the same origin, the Tianmenshan Lower Courtyard, the ancestor’s birthday, the only sect, fighting, annihilation of the family, the ancestor’s appearance, migration...

I have traveled through time!
Wang Yuan understood his situation and time-traveled into the body of a disciple of the Tianmen Mountain Academy. However, this Tianmen Mountain Academy was probably wiped out.

Seeing Wang Yuan close his eyes, a panicked female voice sounded beside him. After several anxious inquiries, a round pill was stuffed into his mouth. The warm breath exploded in his mouth, and his body gradually became stronger again.

Opening his eyes again, Wang Yuan saw several pairs of bright eyes staring at him closely, and two pairs of small hands supporting him, one left and one right, and the body of the owner of the small hands seemed to be still shaking.

The sect was destroyed, the elders died, some fled, some descended, there were only a few twelfth generation disciples left, and they were still a few weak women, so how could they not be afraid.

Wang Yuan remembered that before he fell into a coma, in order to compete for the birthday invitation of the ancestor of the Tianmen Mountain ancestor, his Tianmen Mountain Upper Court and Tianmen Mountain Lower Court fought each other.

The leader died in battle, Elders Dantang and Xingtang surrendered. In order to show the spirit of the ancestors of the Qiuchuang faction, he followed the eighth senior brother and crashed into the statue of the ancestors. The memory behind him disappeared. I don't know what is going on now.

"Hurry up, don't drive you all to death is our leader's benevolence, and dare to procrastinate, this is an example."

There was a violent scolding sound, followed by a scream.

Wang Yuan turned his head and saw his familiar senior brother fall on his back, blood spurting out from his chest.

The children and women crying around, the upper court disciples in messy clothes all scattered away like snakes and scorpions, and the lower court disciples of Tianmen Mountain wearing blue uniforms in the crowd looked like demon gods, with blood dripping from the long sword in their hands.

Senior brother is dead!
The elder brother who loved his younger siblings in the past has died!

Wang Yuan was furious, so he wanted to ask for an explanation.

"Are you looking for death!"

The second senior sister grabbed Wang Yuan, her tone excited.

"The sect is gone, and there are no elders to protect us. You will die if you go up. Senior brother is a role model."

Several senior sisters around also blocked Wang Yuan, saying the same thing.

The senior brother stood up for his fellow disciples and was killed by Gao Xuan with a sword.

Zongmen is gone.

The disciples of the sect were expelled, and the senior brother was killed because the sect died.

Without the shadow of the sect, without the care of the elders, these disciples who have not yet completed their physical training are like ants. The disciples of the Tianmen Mountain Lower Court will trample to death if they want to.

Around, the disciples of the lower courtyard of Tianmen Mountain were still chasing away the disciples of the upper courtyard of Tianmen Mountain and their affiliated families. Whips were everywhere, there was a lot of crying, long swords were everywhere, and there were screams.

Name: Gao Xuan

Identity: Disciple of Tianmen Mountain Lower Court
Cultivation level: three layers of body forging

Equipment: sharp blade, silk armor
In front of Wang Yuan, next to the devil-like disciple of Tianmen Mountain Lower Courtyard, a screen suddenly popped up, displaying the disciple's information, name, sect, cultivation level, and weapon.

This is?

system!

School system!

Wang Yuan saw the familiar interface in front of him. Isn't this a game he played before? The interface is also exactly the same.

School task interface, school skill interface, school building interface...

"Let's go, let's quickly enter the Xuanhuang Small World, and another junior sister will be killed later."

Sixth Senior Sister opened her mouth and urged her to speak.

The rest of the seniors also became anxious, embraced Wang Yuan, and entered the small world in the distance.

"Second Senior Sister, what happened after I fell into coma?"

While checking the sect system, Wang Yuan asked the second senior sister who was supporting him.

The second senior sister was dressed in a plain light yellow dress, her long hair was a little messy, and the ends of her hair were still stained with dust. Hearing Wang Yuan's words, she gritted her silver teeth.

"After you bumped into the statue of our ancestor, the founder of our upper and lower courtyards appeared and passed down a decree, strictly prohibiting the two factions from killing each other before his birthday. Our upper courtyard has lost its mountain gate, so you can worship in the lower courtyard. Disciples who do not want to worship in the lower courtyard are allowed to move. Enter the small world."

"Tong Yanghao, who was raised by his grandson, actually forced us to move into the Xuanhuang Small World, where we can't practice at all. He made it clear that he would make things difficult for us, and he will not attack us until after the ancestor's birthday."

Next to her, the beautiful Fifth Senior Sister's tone was full of grief and anger, and she was also disheveled.

Wang Yuan's heart skipped a beat, the spiritual energy in the Xuanhuang Small World was exhausted, and the highest cultivation level was equivalent to that of the ninth-level practitioner of body forging. There had never been a master in the entrainment period. Although there was an order from the founding master Jun, Tong Yanghao, the head of the lower court, was still prepared To kill them all.

"Wang Yuan, Yanfu is not shallow, so many women take care of you, what a pity, your school is gone, no one is covering you, I kill you now like killing a chicken"

Gao Xuan came over with a blood-dripping long sword in his hand, his face was ferocious, and his eyes were shining with excitement.These people lose the protection of the sect and let themselves kill. It feels really good.

Wang Yuan frowned, this person was Gao Xuan, a disciple of the body training stage of the lower court, and he didn't seem to have provoked him.

"Gao Xuan likes the Fourteenth Junior Sister, and the Fourteenth Junior Sister followed us. Just now you bumped into the statue of the Patriarch, but Gao Xuan didn't stop you. It seemed that Tong Yanghao's son had punished him. He must be holding a grudge. You go, I will stop you." he."

Fifth Senior Sister's tone was full of anger, she raised her sword and turned around to face Gao Xuan.

"Senior Sister, you are only at the first level of body training, you are not Gao Xuan's opponent..."

Gao Xuan anxiously reminded Fifth Senior Sister.

Second Senior Sister and Sixth Senior Sister moved forward at the same time, supporting Wang Yuan towards the teleportation formation.

"Let's go, Lao Wu's death will not be in vain. Let's go one by one."

Wang Yuan was stunned, stepped in front of the teleportation formation, struggled to turn around, and saw the fifth senior sister being kicked over by Gao Xuan, with a long sword piercing her chest.

"Fifth Senior Sister!"

Wang Yuan roared angrily, his chest full of unwillingness.

I hate it, why am I only at the first level of physical training!
Gao Xuan, Tong Yanghao, you wait, with the sect system and your own experience, you will definitely be able to develop the sect, and wait until you have enough cultivation, and then come to revenge.

His eyes went dark, and when he opened his eyes again, another world had already changed.

Xuanhuang Small World

small world
growable world
Aura value: 1000000
The information interface of the small world appeared in front of Wang Yuan, but the spiritual energy value surprised Wang Yuan. This is the spiritual energy value that can only be contained in the top-level small thousand world, which is not inferior to the general big thousand world. But isn’t the Xuanhuang small world exhausted of spiritual energy? .

Or is it different from the game here?

But there is no time to pay attention to these things now, Gao Xuan is still behind, maybe he will follow up, the most important thing is to find a way to escape.

"die"

"what"

With the sound of screams, Wang Yuan raised his head and saw the situation outside the teleportation array, his face changed drastically.

Next to the teleportation formation, two disciples from the lower courtyard held long swords in their hands, blood was dripping on the long swords, and several fellow disciples of Wang Yuan were lying on the ground.

Tong Yanghao never thought of letting go of the disciples of the upper court at all. He set up a backup here, intending to kill all the disciples of the upper court of Tianmen Mountain.

Seeing a group of people coming out, one of the lower court disciples' expression changed.

"The Zongmen is just trash, let so many people go at once."

The two lower court disciples straightened their long swords, their blades overflowed with energy, showing their murderous intentions, they were about to explode and kill Wang Yuan.

"It's too much to deceive people, and I will fight with them."

The second senior sister who was supporting Wang Yuan at the side got angry.

The two lower court disciples who were about to draw their swords saw the beautiful second senior sister, looked at each other, and laughed.

"One body forging is one level, four forging bodies are not yet completed, and I have to fight with us. I have one body forging for four levels and one forging for five levels. Even under the restrictions of this broken world, I can still exert the strength of three levels of body forging. What are you going to fight with me?"

"It's better to kneel down and serve me well. If I am happy, I will let you go."

The disciple who was speaking looked at the second senior sister lewdly, and forced her over step by step.

Body forging four layers, body forging five layers!
Wang Yuan's heart sank, the gap in realm was too big, and he and the others were no match at all.

How to do?
(End of this chapter)

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