After picking up the cubs, I became the ancestor of Sichuan Mountain

Chapter 1 Zongmen Election

In the third year of Dahuai, there was a drought, the land cracked and the rivers dried up, and nothing could grow.

People were displaced, wars continued among the three kingdoms, and natural and man-made disasters occurred.

It happened that major sects were recruiting disciples, and for a while everyone flocked to them, hoping only to step into the sect and find a way out.

The mountain in front of the Five Great Sects has always been deserted, but in the past year, the soil has been trampled down by people who came to seek immortals and apprentices. From the foot of the mountain to the middle of the mountain, not even a single blade of grass can grow.

Seeing that the day of the sect's general election was coming, the Sasu disciples from the outer sect were a little worried.

If that time comes, they don't know how busy they will be.

"I heard from my cousin that the drought at the foot of the mountain is very serious this year, and I don't know how many people will die."

"I can't help it, but there will be trouble again this year."

"Who knows."

The two of them were muttering to each other when they heard another slight sound coming from outside the sect.

Looking up, he saw a dirty child struggling to make his way to the sect.

The Xianling Sword Sect has a mountain with [-] steps in front of its gate.

There are countless illusions in the mountains. People who can climb the mountains mostly have special physiques or outstanding talents.

The little six or seven-year-old kid in front of me looks like he doesn't like either.

"Child, where did you come from!"

One person put down the broom in his hand and straightened his clothes.

"Liangzhou..."

The child's voice was hoarse and he just staggered to come towards their direction.

The two outer disciples looked at each other and didn't know whether to let him in or not.

Before they could make a decision, they heard a plop, and the person who had been stumbling forward just now fell to the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

"What, what should I do?"

One person asked with a strange expression.

"I, I don't know either..."

The other person pursed his lips and suggested in a low voice: "How about we go take a look?"

"What happened?"

While the two were hesitating, the outer disciple Wu Rui had already come out with a frown on his face.

Something big is going to happen in the sect today. Why are these two people so lazy about sweeping the floor?

"Brother..."

The two young disciples immediately stood up and bowed.

"You guys can take so long to sweep the floor. I really don't know what to do with you!"

Wu Rui has a hot temper. He thought he was a prince of a country at the beginning, but ended up spending all his wealth to join the sect. Now, ten years later, he is still just an outer disciple.

So what about the eldest disciple? The eldest disciple is just an outsider doing chores all day long!

"Senior brother, it's the door. There's another one coming at the door. Someone's coming..."

Wu Rui frowned and looked in the direction of their fingers, only to see a child lying in front of the sect barrier. He was dirty and tattered and looked like a beggar.

"When did you come?"

"Just now, he said that he was from Liangzhou..."

"Liangzhou is five thousand miles away from us, and it was flooded half a year ago. It hasn't retreated yet. Maybe it's just a little beggar who came from somewhere talking nonsense. Don't worry about him. Qingyun Sect will soon The sect leader is coming soon, please be quick and clean up quickly. As for the little beggar, just throw it away." Wu Rui was in a very irritable mood and was too lazy to think too much, so he just waved his hand and left.

The two outer disciples looked at each other and saw some hesitation in each other's eyes.

Where can this living person be thrown?
And even if the doll is really made up randomly, the fact that he can reach the nineteen thousand nine hundred steps alone shows that he has a chance.

However, considering Wu Rui's identity, the two of them did not dare to take the person back to the sect casually. After a final discussion, they could only carry the person and place him on the formation on the mountain in front of the gate.

That array of eyes went straight to the middle of the mountain. When the time came, the little baby woke up and went down the mountain.

After sending the person away, the two men breathed a sigh of relief and quickly started cleaning up.

When the Qingyun Sect's sect comes, they must not make any mistakes, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous.

The sky was clear and clear at the top of the mountain, but suddenly the clouds were overcast halfway up the mountain, and it began to rain continuously.

Raindrops fell on his body, slowly soaking his already shabby clothes, and a chill came over him. Qin Fan finally gained some consciousness, but just when he wanted to open his eyes and get up, He felt as if his whole body was being crushed by something heavy, and the pain made him almost faint again.

Before he fainted completely, Qin Fan only saw a trace of cyan clothes passing by.

When he woke up again, he was already sleeping on a warm and soft bed.

Looking at the bed tent above his head, Qin Fan felt a little dazed.

He remembered that he was in the rain...

Could it be that someone from the Xianling Sword Sect saved him?
Thinking of this possibility, Qin Fan felt that the blood all over his body was boiling. He didn't care that he was still having a fever. He quickly got up and rushed out of the house.

He succeeded!

He succeeded!

Before he could be happy for long, the smile on his face completely froze after seeing the scene outside the room.

There was no grand sect building in front of him, nor was there a scene of hundreds of disciples practicing together. There was only a small courtyard, and a baby about the same size as himself was drying clothes in the courtyard.

This is where?
Qin Fan was completely dumbfounded.

He has obviously arrived at the Xianling Sword Sect...

It took him ten days to climb the [-] steps...

Obviously the immortal said back then that he was extremely talented...

Obviously he is going to succeed...

Tears of despair fell from the corners of his eyes, and little Qin Fan felt that his hope was completely shattered.

He can't go to the Xianling Sword Sect, nor can he become a master, nor can he enter the sect, nor can he avenge the whole village.

Thinking of the corpses littering the village, little Qin Fan just hated himself for not being braver. If he had gone out, would he have been able to save them?
Even if it's just one person...

But he is just a good-for-nothing coward...

Eight months of hardship and grievances came to his mind, and Qin Fan suddenly felt that he had no strength all over his body, and he collapsed on the ground and started crying.

He missed his father, his grandma, and Tiedan and Huzi next door!
But they all died, in the hands of those monsters!

If he had agreed to follow the immortal to leave the village a year ago, maybe they would have been fine!

He cried so sadly that Xu Jingjing, who was still humming songs and drying clothes in the yard, was startled by his movements, and even the clothes in her hands fell to the ground.

She was still a little angry at first, but when she turned her head and saw Qin Fan crying with tears and runny nose, the anger in her heart immediately dissipated.

Okay, seeing as he was crying so sadly, it was hard for me not to be angry with him.

"Haha, Xu Jingjing, you're done! The clothes you washed are dirty again! It's your turn to wash the dishes tonight!"

He Qianxing, who had just returned from carrying water, saw his clothes lying on the ground as soon as he entered the courtyard, and he immediately felt gloating.

(End of this chapter)