Saint Emperor Devourer of Heaven

Jun Wuxie and the other two returned to the Zongwang Academy, went to the back mountain to chop down some trees, processed and cut them, and then cooperated with each other to get busy.

They didn't stop until dark.

They reinforced the beams and pillars of each house, re-roofed them, repaired the doors and windows, built a courtyard, and finally made a chicken coop.

It was already midnight when they finished these tasks.

They were sleepy and hungry, but no one wanted to move.

They slept until the next morning.

Jun Wuxie forcibly dragged the two little Taoists and the little monk to the kitchen, taught them the most basic cooking skills, and made some simple breakfast.

At this moment, the dilapidated Zongwang Great Hall, the closed door finally opened.

Grandpa Jiu walked out listlessly, looking exhausted.

"Grandpa Jiu, how is my sister?"

Jun Wuxie dropped his rice bowl and rushed up.

"She's fine, she will wake up soon. From now on, I will use my true energy to suppress her once every three days, which can guarantee her safety for two months." Grandpa Jiu was very tired, sat down at the dining table with a thud, and said, "But..."

"But what?"

Jun Wuxie immediately became nervous again.

"I'll talk about it after I finish eating." Grandpa Jiu ignored him and ate like a starving ghost, commenting while eating, "Boy, your craftsmanship is good, you will take care of our three meals a day from now on."

Jun Wuxie: …

He went to the main hall to take Xiaoyue Yao back to the arranged room and covered her with a quilt.

Seeing that Grandpa Jiu was almost finished eating, he walked out and stood beside him waiting.

"It's time to formally cultivate today. You two go to the back mountain and wait first. I'll come after I finish breakfast." Uncle Bird came late, sat down at the table, and said to Xu Daoling and the little bald-headed Xukong.

After the two of them left, Grandpa Jiu put down his chopsticks, his expression became solemn and serious, and said, "Boy, let me ask you, how much do you know about your sister's physical condition?"

"Not much." Jun Wuxie felt guilty and said, "A dozen days ago, she fell ill and fainted, and I realized that there were fire poison and cold poison in her body..."

"Then do you know how the fire poison and cold poison in her body came about?"

"I don't know..."

Grandpa Jiu glanced at him in surprise and said, "It seems you really don't know?"

"Know what?" Jun Wuxie was stunned for a moment, then reacted and said urgently, "Grandpa Jiu, do you know the root cause of my sister's illness?"

"I am not a doctor, I can't see a doctor, I just forcibly suppress the fire poison and cold poison in her body with true energy, how would I know the root cause of the disease."

Grandpa Jiu was silent for a moment after speaking, slowly stroking his beard, and said, "Your sister may not be what you see now."

"Grandpa Jiu, what do you mean by this?" Jun Wuxie looked at him suspiciously: "Why does this sound a little weird?"

Grandpa Jiu looked at him and said, "What I want to say is that your sister shouldn't have been like this in the first place. Recently, some unusual changes may occur in her, but these changes are normal. Don't worry about anything at that time, and don't feel strange."

"Is it good or bad?"

Jun Wuxie became nervous.

Grandpa Jiu said, "According to the matter itself, it shouldn't be bad, but as for whether it's good or bad for you, I can't say for sure, only you can judge."

"Grandpa Jiu, can you explain more clearly?"

"I can't explain it clearly." Grandpa Jiu shook his head and saw that Uncle Bird had already put down his chopsticks, and said, "Go, go to Qianshan to practice."

Jun Wuxie wanted to continue asking, but was forcibly dragged away by Uncle Bird.

"Is it a method or a bloodline?" Grandpa Jiu looked at Jun Wuxie's receding back, a look of shock gradually appeared on his face, and he said to himself: "But whether it's someone's method or her own bloodline's self-preservation reaction, this confirms the legends in ancient books..."

"Or perhaps... both? Silly boy, you always thought she was really your sister, but in fact, I'm afraid... However, you are not simple either. The Xiao family in Qingyang City, what secrets are hidden behind them? Perhaps it has something to do with your mother who disappeared many years ago?"

"If you can find a doctor to save her life within two months, perhaps you will be able to see the real her in the near future..."

After Grandpa Jiu finished speaking, his eyes were fixed on Jun Wuxie's room, where the little girl shrouded in mist was sleeping.

…

Back mountain.

A large waterfall flew straight down from the top of the mountain hundreds of meters high, like the Milky Way pouring down.

When Jun Wuxie followed Uncle Bird here, the little Taoist Xu Daoling and the empty-headed little monk immediately greeted him with great interest.

"Uncle Bird, is there any profound technique and martial skill to teach us?"

The two guys were very excited, with faces full of anticipation.

But Uncle Bird shook his head and said, "Our Zongwang Academy's techniques and martial skills only have sword techniques and swordsmanship, which are not suitable for you two."

"What?" Xu Daoling and Kongxu were stunned and said, "We are not a Sword Sect, how can we only have sword techniques?"

"You are wrong, our Zongwang Academy itself is a Sword Sect."

Uncle Bird immediately talked about the origin of the Zongwang Academy.

It turned out that the Zongwang Academy and the Dahe Sword Sect were of the same origin?

Thousands of years ago, the founder of the Zongwang Academy came from the Dahe Sword Sect.

The ancestor was an inconspicuous disciple back then. He was not valued in the Dahe Sword Sect. He was even expelled by the sect's higher-ups and his dantian and true energy were destroyed because he fought back when he was bullied by his fellow disciples.

After leaving the Dahe Sword Sect, he was hunted down by his fellow disciples.

It's just that the ancestor's life should not have ended. He not only escaped the pursuit, but also obtained an opportunity and embarked on the path of body cultivation.

"So, the ancestor was both a body cultivator and a sword cultivator?"

Jun Wuxie was shocked when he heard this. He did not expect that the sect's ancestor had such a life experience and, like him, was a body cultivator.

"That's right." Uncle Bird nodded and said, "Now you should understand why the higher-ups of the Dahe Sword Sect, after knowing that you are both a body cultivator and a sword cultivator, even if you passed the Heavenly Sword Ladder, they not only didn't accept you, but wanted to kill you, right?"

Jun Wuxie couldn't help but sneer: "It seems they hate the ancestor to the bone. I guess the ancestor killed many people from the Dahe Sword Sect after returning back then, right?"

"No, the ancestor did not retaliate because of the Dahe Sword Sect's injustice to him. The ancestor felt that the Dahe Sword Sect was, after all, his sect. He did not retaliate after returning, but created the Zongwang Academy."

"Of course, the ancestor didn't just let it go. He asked the Dahe Sword Sect to hand over the culprit of that year, and that matter would be over."

"What was the result? Did the Dahe Sword Sect hand over the person?"

Xu Daoling and Kongxu asked.

Jun Wuxie said: "They definitely didn't hand him over, otherwise there wouldn't have been later grudges."

"That's right." Uncle Bird said in a deep voice: "The Dahe Sword Sect not only didn't hand over the person, but also targeted our Zongwang Academy everywhere, which completely angered the ancestor. At that time, with a strong man like the ancestor in charge, how could the Dahe Sword Sect have taken advantage? They suffered heavy losses in those years of confrontation."

"It's a pity..." A look of grief appeared in Uncle Bird's eyes: "The ancestor died in his prime. He seemed to have known that his end was coming, so he prepared a coffin for himself in advance. Before his death, he was buried in the coffin and left a will, strictly forbidding anyone from opening the coffin, not allowing anyone to move his body, and not allowing anyone to investigate the cause of his death..."

"The person who persecuted the ancestor back then later became the guardian of the Dahe Sword Sect, and his suppression of our Zongwang Academy reached a near-crazy level. We couldn't defeat the Dahe Sword Sect, and have declined to this day."

"Is that person still alive?"

Jun Wuxie asked.

"No, but his descendants are now in control of the power of the Dahe Sword Sect."

"He Jianyun?" Jun Wuxie was taken aback and said, "He is the descendant of that person back then?"

"Yes." Uncle Bird said: "He Jianyun is the grandson of that person back then."

"No wonder the Dahe Sword Sect is so unscrupulous under his leadership, and the methods used against our Zongwang Academy's disciples are outrageous!"

Jun Wuxie finally understood the ins and outs of the grievances between the two sects. The Dahe Sword Sect was never a good bird from the beginning. The ancestor did not let them down, but they refused to let go and insisted on trampling the ancestor under their feet before they would give up.

"Uncle Bird, they said the female corpse on the sword tablet..."

"Cough!"

Jun Wuxie quickly interrupted them.