"Senior brother, go thousands of miles, be careful all the way!"

Seeing this scene, the hearts of the boundless Daoists felt indescribable emotion.

Kunlun is in the same vein, and his generation, only the Daoist without a blade and the Daoist without a trace can be a great responsibility.

The Bladeless Dao Man is dead!

The Traceless Dao people are almost the only remaining existence among the Kunlun elders who have a chance to reach the Jindan realm.

It's just that this battle is a matter of the survival of mankind and the survival of the Chinese race, if the Kunlun faction does not make a contribution, it will not be justified either in terms of reason or in terms of personal affection with the Emperor of the Forbidden.

If he is not the head of Kunlun, he should go to this battle!

But the Kunlun faction has been inherited for thousands of years, and the patriarch's inheritance cannot be broken, and he cannot be sacrificed as the head of the sect at this time.

Therefore, he could only let the Traceless Dao people go.

The Boundless Daoist watched the Traceless Daoist leave, and he could do nothing but pray that the Traceless Daoist would return safely.

......

"Master, the disciple will never embarrass Zao Wangfeng!"

"In tomorrow's battle, the disciple must let the world know what kind of style we have in the "Qinglian Sword Technique" of Forgetting Peak!"

The traceless Taoist returned to Zawang Peak, facing the ancestral hall, kneeling three times and knocking nine times, for the advent of the extraterritorial demons in Antarctica, although he had some fear in his heart, but more, it was the will to fight!

Who doesn't want to be famous in the world?

Don't say that the gods have no desires and no desires, the gods are still fighting for an incense!

After putting three sticks of incense on his deceased master, the traceless Taoist withdrew from the ancestral hall, and in the courtyard, he saw his wife coming out with her son in her arms.

He stepped forward and lovingly touched his child's face.

The child is more than a year old, and he is calling "Daddy" with his teeth and claws, and wants to be hugged by a traceless Taoist.

In the heart of the Traceless Daoist, there was suddenly some guilt.

"I know, I can't stop you. Watch out all the way, my son and me, wait for you to come back!"

Although Madame was reluctant in her heart, she knew that this was the path chosen by the Traceless Daoist himself, and if he was hindered, he would not be reconciled for the rest of his life.

Her husband is a big hero who stands up to the sky, but he is not an old otaku who has been sitting in the Forgotten Peak all his life!

"I'm sorry for you, ma'am! This life is too short...... ...... next life"

The Traceless Daoist wanted to say something about the love painting, but halfway through speaking, his tears couldn't help but flow.

"Huh......"

But at this moment, a cute bun-faced girl, who got up at night in a daze, came out to go to the toilet, she saw her master and mother at the door, and didn't know what to say.

She rubbed her eyes and walked over, and said strangely, "Master, Master, why haven't you slept yet?"

Then, when she saw the divine sword on her master's body, her eyes kept moving, and she said strangely: "Master, are you going to go far away?

This Chaolu Divine Sword is the ancestral divine sword of Sitting Forget Peak, and in normal times, his master will not even touch it more. Only when I encounter something very big, such as going to a conference of other sects, will I occasionally take it out and support the scene.

It's just that the girl asked a few words, and the traceless Taoist and the lady just looked at each other and didn't speak.

The bun-faced girl, who was originally slow to react to anything, also felt the dullness of the atmosphere at this time, and slightly pulled the corner of the Traceless Daoist's clothes, and said, "Master, when will you come back?" Don't leave for too long. ”

"My brother told me that I didn't recognize people when I was a child. Three days after he left, I didn't know him. If you leave for a long time, when you come back, the little junior brother will not know you. ”

The girl's innocent words made the traceless Taoist cry and laugh.

This child has been speaking a little out of tune since he was a child. But stupid people have stupid blessings, on Kunlun Mountain, it seems that everyone likes her.

At this time, the Traceless Daoist turned around and also touched Jiang Xiaoya's head. Although Jiang Xiaoya is his disciple, he raised Jiang Xiaoya since he was a child, and emotionally, he is like a father and daughter.

"Master, what's wrong with you? Suddenly touching my head? Didn't you say last year that when I grew up, I can't let people touch my head casually, but people are girls. ”

Jiang Xiaoya looked at the traceless Taoist with a smile.

The Traceless Daoist is like his father, sometimes very strict, but most of the time, the Traceless Daoist is very loving and likes to joke with her.

She still remembers that when she was a child, she liked to let her master carry her on her back, ride the wind and sword, and see the scenery of Kunlun Mountain in one day.

That's her best memory!

But when she grew up and knew the difference between men and women, she was embarrassed to let her master fly on her back.

At this time, the Traceless Daoist looked at Jiang Xiaoya lovingly, and said, "Xiaoya, Master is gone, you have to cultivate hard in the future, and you can't be greedy for fun anymore." And when your senior brother comes back, tell him that the master is not there, and he will leave it to him. ”

"In addition, take care of your junior mother and junior brother, the master is gone!"

After speaking, the Traceless Daoist finally took a deep look at the Sitting Forgetting Peak.

It's where he grew up and where he grew old...... It was the place where he married his wife, and the place where he taught his disciples...... This is his home for the rest of his life!

He loved to sit on the peak of Forget, full of lotus flowers, and the lotus leaves were infinitely green! And he liked to dance the sword by the pond on a summer evening, and his wife could play the harp for him in the small pavilion next to him......

In those days, he could live for a hundred years, a thousand years without getting tired!

It's a pity that the extraterritorial Demon Eater has arrived......

If no one stops it, the earth will be destroyed, and Kunlun may experience another ordeal!

The world doesn't know that 10,000 years ago, an extraterritorial demon killing clan descended on the earth and killed people when they saw them...... Kill all the monks above the Jindan Realm of the Kunlun Sect, leaving only a few outer disciples.

On that bloody night, Kunlun suffered a catastrophe, with countless casualties and the destruction of classics.

The haunting ghosts of the Valley of Death all year round...... People from other sects only thought that they were souls who had strayed into Kunlun and died in vain, but they didn't know that it was the burial ground of countless ancestors in Kunlun!

Ten thousand years ago, Kunlun was so strong!

At that time, the Tianzhu Buzhou Mountain had not collapsed, there were three great masters in Kunlun, stepping into the Yin and Yang realm, and there were more than 1,000 strong people in the Jindan realm, and there were countless disciples in the foundation building realm......

However, as soon as the Demon Slayer Clan came, the Kunlun Sect that was killed was bleeding, and there were only three hundred outer disciples left!

100,000 people, buried in the valley of Kunlun's death!

The catastrophe of 10,000 years ago, no one wants to encounter it again!

In order to protect this home from destruction, Kunlun, someone must stand up!

He is not the first, and by no means the last!

"Madam, Little Tooth, I'm leaving......" The Traceless Daoist said goodbye to the two of them, and he turned around, ready to leave.

But at this time, the Traceless Daoist felt a familiar aura, he looked up and saw a Taoist wearing a cyan Dao robe, who had always been taciturn, fell in front of him.

"Silent junior brother?"

There are some surprises for the Traceless Daoists.