System: Let me be the master at the start

The purple lotus blooms, and the Dao rhyme is endless.

In the depths of this endless lotus, at the peak of Tianxuan Peak, there is an endless storm of black clouds that rise out of thin air.

The storm brought black clouds, forming a vortex on the top of Tianxuan Hall.

In the eyes of the vortex, there was an infinite sword intent.

A huge sword fetus was slowly formed!

The black clouds overwhelmed the city, and the storm swept through the black clouds, giving people a sense of depression!

And at the very center of the storm of black clouds and storm stars, the aura released by the sword fetus makes people tremble!

Pale and cold, with unparalleled sword intent, fierce killing intent, and extremely overbearing!

It feels like being cut by this sword embryo, not only the body will be wiped out, but also the soul will be scattered.

Since then, the soul has died, disappeared in the world, and will not enter the underworld or reincarnation.

……

At the foot of Shu Mountain, a deserted village not far away.

There is a thick and vigorous willow tree at the entrance of the village, with slender willow branches swaying in the wind.

Thousands of willow branches, verdant and verdant, seem to have infinite vitality!

A white phantom appeared inexplicably under the shade of this willow tree!

This white phantom has a blurry face, as if there is a mysterious force of rules that isolates this phantom's face from the world!

In the haze, it makes people have a desire to see through.

Although his face is not real, his figure in white clothes can be regarded as peerless elegance!

The beauty of the world, the white clothes fluttering in the wind, the unparalleled elegance, unparalleled in the world, such as the endless blooming of the epiphyllum.

This white phantom looked at Shu Mountain not far away, the top of Shu Mountain.

Feeling the powerful and unparalleled sword intent, he muttered in his mouth: "Peace the chaos, the soul of the sword."

……

Tianxuan Peak, Tianxuan Hall.

Both Unique Tianbai and Ye Hei felt an extremely powerful and unrivaled power.

All subconsciously opened their eyes.

Look to the top of the head, the top of Tianxuan Peak!

"This is... Yuanshen Taoism!" Dugu Tianbai murmured softly, a gleam of light bloomed in his eyes!

"This... I can feel a sense of oppression. If I am cut by this sword embryo, I am afraid that I will be wiped out, and any traces left in the world will be erased!" The Bodhi in Ye Hei's hand looked solemn.

The two looked at each other, and they were both like Xiao Han, sitting cross-legged on the ground, appreciating the sword intent in this primordial sword womb!

……

Right next door to these three people, there was a child about three years old.

There is also a purple light in the haze, revealing endless Dao rhyme!

This person is Huang Hao!

"I have already practiced [-]% of the "Ziwei Emperor Sutra" passed on to me by the master, and I am only one session away from it."

"Even if I don't fully comprehend the "Ziwei Emperor Sutra" that I am practicing now, it is still a practice that surpasses heaven!"

"But... for some reason, I have been unable to cultivate this last [-]%!"

"Is there something else I'm missing?"

Feeling the endless dao rhyme around him, Huang Hao subconsciously opened his eyes.

I saw purple lotus flowers blooming in my room.

Dao rhyme circulates, as if it is the first creature born in the beginning of the world!

The vitality is endless, the rhyme is endless, and it reaches the source of all things!

"Huh? Could it be that Master is practicing again?"

"Why is Master able to successfully cultivate the "Ziwei Emperor Sutra", but I can't?"

"Could it be because my origin is lost."

What Huang Hao didn't know was that Cao Xia was able to successfully cultivate the "Ziwei Emperor Sutra" because of his incomparably powerful comprehension ability that almost no one can surpass!

And Huang Hao is just a three-year-old boy, even if he is talented and intelligent, even if he has eaten the fruit of Cao Xia's understanding.

So how powerful and how much comprehension can it have?

Suddenly, Huang Hao felt an extremely powerful sword intent right above his head.

In the dark, the primordial spirit began to tremble.

"I understand, my cultivation base is low now, and my spiritual consciousness is extremely weak."

"Originally, my origin was lost, but relying on the fruit of Master, I have forcibly made up for it."

"But my primordial spirit is still three years old, very fragile, and the "Ziwei Emperor Sutra" is too inscrutable,

"There is a way!"

Huang Hao operates his second power of respect, reincarnation.

Wrap the power of reincarnation on yourself!

For a while, Huang Hao's flesh and blood grew.

In an instant, he became a heroic young man.

There is an incomparably huge aura faintly!

It seems that the birth of all things and the annihilation of all things are just in the thought of this man!

The stars are annihilated, and the flowers bloom again with a single thought.

After Huang Hao became like this, the primordial spirit in his body also grew.

For a moment, the "Ziwei Emperor Sutra" was running crazily, the purple meaning was circulating, and the aura was rising, one section was higher than the other, unimpeded!

……

The entire Shu Mountain, numerous mountain peaks, and many elders looked in amazement at the top of Tianxuan Peak, above the nine heavens, the ever-bigger and larger Primordial Spirit Sword Embryo, and felt the stronger and stronger sword intent of Dao.

The elder who was looking for it didn't feel anything yet, because the sword intent of Ping Luan Jue was too profound.

But there are also those who have been cultivated to the upper five realms and have outstanding talents, who can feel how extraordinary this primordial sword embryo is!

Elder Liufeng and Xu Changqing all showed a hint of shock in their eyes, but their eyes were all bright.

The color of joy is not fake, and the color of ecstasy in the heart is fully exposed.

"This... I can feel that this sword embryo can only cut off the consciousness!"

"If I'm not wrong, this is the method of divine sense attack!"

"Being able to practice this method must be a great opportunity for me in Shushan!"

Cang Jian was overjoyed, originally he was protecting Ling'er, because Ling'er had already eaten the blood pill Cao Xia gave him.

But now he can't help but subconsciously sat up cross-legged, comprehending the endless sword intent in the vortex of the storm!

Xu Changqing also lives in Tianxuan Peak.

Looking at the primordial spirit sword fetus above the nine heavens, his expression was dull for a moment.

"What a powerful sword intent, I can feel that the power of this sword is no less than that of the "Cao Zi Jian Jue" that cuts the stars!"

"Junior brother, the surprise you gave me is really getting bigger and bigger!"

After finishing speaking, he closed his eyes and felt the sword intent in the black cloud vortex!

Tianquan Peak.

Situ Zhong's face was calm, but when he saw the soul sword fetus, two sharp lights burst out in his eyes.

"This son is so talented!"

After finishing speaking, he took a sip of wine, and then sat cross-legged on the ground, comprehending the primordial spirit sword fetus of Ping Luan Jue!

……

Cao Xia felt that the power in her mind had stopped surging.

But a long purple sword is slowly forming in the mind, receiving the sword intent from Nine Heavens, it is getting bigger and bigger, the cold light is shining, and the sword intent is getting stronger and stronger.

Cao Xia knew that this was the birth of the Yuanshen sword.

Ping Luan Jue is also a sword formula, no less than Cao Zi Jian Jue.

The difference is that the Caozi Jianjue kills Wushuang, while the Pingluanjue only kills the soul!