Fox Demon: Starts with Lu Zu template

The sea breeze rolled up the waves, which hit the rocks and broke into snow foam.

The golden pupils of the Aolai Third Young Master shrank slightly. He stared at the man in white in front of him. His throat rolled a few times, but he couldn't say any words of dissuasion.

"The direction of Wudi City is over there." The third young master of Aolai finally raised his hand and pointed to the south, which was completely opposite to the north where Wang Xianzhi was going.

Wang Xianzhi's gaze was like a sword, piercing the eyes of Aolai Third Young Master: "Since Third Young Master knows what I'm thinking, why beat around the bush?"

"Since the outsiders have infiltrated both the human and demon worlds, I, Wang, must purge the world!"

A hundred-foot-high column of water suddenly exploded from the sea surface, as if echoing the murderous intent in his words.

The third young master of Aolai was silent for a moment, his face shrouded in golden light, dim and unclear.

He knew that he couldn't stop the other party at all.

"Well," Aolai Third Young Master finally sighed, "It's up to you."

With a flash of golden light, he turned into a stream of light and headed straight towards Wudang.

Wang Xianzhi watched him go away, the coldness in his eyes grew stronger, and he turned and flew into the air towards the north.

Every step he took was filled with murderous intent, carrying him thousands of miles in an instant.

......

Li family of Taoyuan.

It was late spring and the peach blossoms should have been in full bloom, but the peach trees in the Li family's orchard had withered early.

Amidst the fallen petals on the ground, a hunched figure sat alone on a stone bench, stroking a wooden sword in his hand.

Li Changyuan's hair has turned completely white, and his once sharp eyes are now cloudy and foggy.

Since he resigned as the head of the family, he has been staying alone in the backyard all day long, and even his servants rarely see him speak.

"Father."

A slightly trembling voice came from behind.

Li Changyuan did not look back, but continued to wipe the wooden sword in his hand - that was the wooden sword Li Chungang used when he was six years old.

"Is there any news about your brother?" The old man's voice was hoarse, with cautious expectation.

Li Ruojin stood three steps away. The new head of the Li family had red eyes at this moment, his hands were clenched into fists, and his nails dug deep into his palms.

He opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

Silence was like a blunt knife, cutting the father and son inch by inch.

Finally, Li Ruojin knelt down and said, "Father...eldest brother...he..."

Li Changyuan's hand suddenly stopped.

He turned around slowly, and when he saw the tears on his son's face, he was struck by lightning.

"What happened to your elder brother?" Every word seemed to be squeezed out from between teeth.

"Brother...is dead..." Li Ruojin couldn't hold back any longer and fell to the ground crying.

"Snap."

The wooden sword fell to the ground and broke into two pieces.

Li Changyuan stared blankly at the broken sword on the ground, then suddenly laughed: "Nonsense... Your elder brother is invincible... How could my son..."

His laughter became shriller and shriller, finally turning into a heart-wrenching cough.

A mouthful of blood sprayed onto the withered peach blossoms, a glaring red.

Li Ruojin hurriedly stepped forward to support him, but was pushed away by his father.

"If I had been more cruel and locked him up in the Li family..." Li Changyuan staggered towards the depths of the peach forest, his back hunched like a dead tree.

"Will he never venture into the martial arts world...won't he ever become a sword master...and won't..."

The sound gradually became inaudible.

Li Ruojin stood there, her vision blurred by tears.

He knew that his father's heart had died along with his eldest brother.

......

Later, some people recorded that the previous head of the Li family, Li Changyuan, died shortly after he stepped down from the position.

It was announced to the outside world that it was a relapse of an old illness, but everyone in the Li family knew that the old man eventually died of depression.

When he died, he was holding a broken wooden sword tightly in his arms, but there was a relieved smile on his face.

At the same time, Emperor Wu Wang Xianzhi left the city from the East China Sea.

He massacred thousands of people from both the human and demon worlds without giving any reason, and all of them were killed with a single punch.

Later, the whole world was outraged, and voices came from both the human and demon worlds that they wanted to attack Wang Xianzhi.

But this could not stop Wang Xianzhi.

Whether it was the demon clan in the territories of the four demon kings, or the people from the Taoist alliance families and sects, all of them had died tragically at the hands of Wang Xianzhi.

Later, in Wudi City, the Demon Emperor of Beishan, the Poison Emperor Huandu Qingtian, and the number one master of the Western Region, Fan Yunfei, went to challenge Wang Xianzhi.

But without exception, all of them were defeated!

The Taoist Alliance finally chose to keep the peace, and no one dared to mention the matter again.

Immediately afterwards, news of the death of Sword God Li Chungang came out, shocking the whole world again.

This peerless and invincible sword god has passed away!

This is something no one expected.

Far away in a small town, in the City God Temple, a young man was crying helplessly.

The young man was Gu Yi.

After receiving the news of the death of Sword God Li Chungang, he did not believe it at first, but later when he went outside to inquire.

Without exception, all the news we received was that Li Chungang was really dead!

"You lied to me. Didn't you say you would teach me swordsmanship? Why..."

The old beggar in the boy’s memory, the unrivaled swordsman of his time.

The old man with the big yellow teeth, the blue-robed sword god who was popular in this era.

How could he die like this?

Almost the whole world was mourning the passing of Li Chungang.

Even the world today seems to be dead.

It was as if the world of martial arts had aged a lot after the death of this sword master.

……

Wu-Tang.

"Alas, if he hadn't lent that sword to the old Taoist, how could he have died like this?" Zhang Sanfeng said with a worried look on his face.

He didn't expect that the sword he attracted was actually the last sword Li Chungang used before his death.

And this unrivaled sword god passed away.

Standing next to him were Zhang Fuyao and the third young master of Aolai.

Zhang Fuyao also looked very sad. Li Chungang died right in front of him, and he could do nothing about it.

As for the Third Young Master of Aolai, he had a complicated expression on his face. After all, it was his negligence that allowed those guys to take advantage of the opportunity to sneak into the circle.

Then Zhang Sanfeng and the other man looked at the Third Young Master of Aolai, as if waiting for his explanation.

"There's nothing I can do. Ever since Lü Dongxuan swung his sword, the guys that appeared in the passage have become stronger and stronger. I've been cleaning them up all these years by myself.

It's inevitable that there will be times of negligence, and the guy who appeared in the passage last time was almost as strong as me now, and I also suffered some injuries because of it!"

Chapter 123 Erlang appears as the True Lord Yang Jian!

within the system space.

Lin Chen's consciousness floated in the void. He took a deep breath - although this action was meaningless in his conscious state - and then spoke solemnly:

"System, start template extraction!"

[Ding! Extracting a new template for the host...]

[Congratulations to the host for obtaining: Guanjiangkou Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun template! ]

Hearing this, Lin Chen's pupils suddenly contracted.

A towering figure emerged in my mind—about 1.9 meters tall, with a face as handsome as jade, eyes as bright as stars, and a divine majesty between his brows.

He wore silver armor and a white robe, and his three-pointed, double-edged sword shone with a cold light. When his eye between his eyebrows opened and closed, it seemed as if the sun and the moon were rotating.

What was even more shocking was the Taoist aura flowing around that figure. Just a quick glance made his soul tremble.

"Yang...Yang Jian?!" Lin Chen's voice trembled.

This is no ordinary immortal god, but the True Lord Qingyuan Miaodao who has become a saint in the flesh and obeys orders but not warnings!

The first of the three generations of disciples of the Chan sect during the Conferred God Period!

Now that he knows that he has drawn such a big boss template, Lin Chen has to worry that if he descends into the fox demon world, will he directly blow up the entire world!

[Host, please rest assured. The template only gives you growth potential and characteristics, not direct access to complete strength.] The system reminds you in a timely manner.

Lin Chen finally breathed a sigh of relief.

If he were to come directly with even a trace of Erlang Zhenjun's cultivation, I'm afraid the world would collapse as soon as he landed.

"Let's begin reincarnation." He calmed himself down. "Let me see which era we'll go to this time."

By the way, Li Chungang's template has ended, but Wang Xianzhi's template is still there.

......

Taoist Alliance, Yang Family.

"Wow--"

The loud cry of a baby pierced the night sky.

The midwife's surprised voice came: "Congratulations, ma'am, it's twins!"

The weak woman on the bed showed a relieved smile, while Yang Yifang, who was guarding outside the door, could no longer contain himself and rushed in with several elders.

"God bless our Yang family!" The head of the Yang family carefully picked up the first-born baby, and saw a golden pattern faintly visible between the child's eyebrows.

"Okay, okay, this child is even more talented than I was back then..."

Before she finished speaking, the second baby in the midwife's arms suddenly opened his eyes—the pupils between his eyebrows shone like stars, and a divine light shot straight to the roof!

"boom!"

There was a hole in the beam of the house, and moonlight shone through the hole, shining right on the baby.

What was even more shocking was that there seemed to be stars flowing in the vertical pupils, and several elders with weaker cultivation felt dizzy after just one look.

"This...this is..." Yang Yifang's voice trembled, and he quickly covered the child's third eye with his sleeve.

"Born with open eyes, they are divine eyes!"

He looked at the baby's face carefully and found that although the child was just born, his eyes were as clear as a pool, completely unlike an ordinary baby.

What’s even more peculiar is that the vertical pupil between the eyebrows automatically closed and turned into a silver line after being blocked.

"Master, I'm afraid this boy..." The Great Elder hesitated to speak.

Yang Yifang understood his concerns.

Although the Yang family's Heavenly Eye is powerful, it requires a specific ceremony to open.

And this child was born with even more powerful divine eyes. If this were to get out...

"No one is allowed to spread what happened today!" Yang Yifang ordered in a deep voice.

"From now on, he will be called Yang Jian, and this one will be called Yang Yitan. They are both my grandsons! As for Shenmu..." He lowered his head and looked at the baby in his arms.