In December of the twenty-fifth year of Jian'an, on this day, the fire in the village was raging, and the owner of the village was killed because of offending a certain sect, although he tried to resist but to no avail, the whole family of 183 people was slaughtered.

When the slaughter was over, the killer found that there was still a teenager sitting in the doorway, staring at the human tragedy with a blank face, as if nothing had anything to do with him. Seeing that the young man's cultivation was weak, the killer slowly stepped forward and prepared to kill him, but just as he was taking it lightly, the young man took out a dagger from his arms and stabbed him, killing the killer man on the spot.

The other killer was horrified and was about to make a move, but suddenly a silver spear was pierced through the chamber and fell to the ground convulsive.

The boy was still expressionless.

"They're all dead, why don't you cry?"

The young man glanced at the man in front of him and did not answer, but the corners of his mouth were disdainful.

"They're all dead, why don't you cry?"

"Crying, will they come back to life?"

The young man asked rhetorically, and got the young man's answer, the man looked up to the sky and smiled, with a silver gun and a white robe, covering his face at this moment as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world, but one of his eyes was like Shura.

"What's your name?"

"Forest Cliff!"

In an instant, Zhuang Nei screamed again and again, and all the killers were killed in an instant!

In August of the twenty-sixth year of Jian'an, the top of the snow-capped mountain was covered with snow, and a young man in animal skin violently tore off a piece of bear meat and devoured it, which provoked a big man on the side to laugh.

"Stinky boy, eat slowly, no one will rob you. ”

"Hmph, it's all mine, you are not allowed to eat it!"

"What, how did it become yours when I killed it?"

"It's obviously my fancy!"

"You stinky boy has no conscience, the old man saved your life, and you repay the old man like this?"

"Who wants you to save it, I can kill it!"

Under the bonfire, the firelight reflected the boy's face red, revealing a harmless face of humans and animals.

"What's your name, stinky boy?"

"I won't tell you!"

"Stinky boy, I know your name!"

"What's it called?"

"Feng Yuxiu, is the stinky boy yes or no?"

"It's not!"

In December of the twenty-sixth year of Jian'an, in a quiet academy, a man dressed in samurai clothes and a young man.

"Teacher, what is Juhedao?"

"The so-called Juhe Road is nothing more than one word, fast!"

"Slash the enemy as fast as you can!"

The boy nodded and said, "Please also ask the teacher to teach me!"

The warrior said: "Renjie, you are talented and intelligent, you can achieve this in twenty years!"

"I hope for ten years!"

In August of the twenty-seventh year of Jian'an, a ragged young man crawled on the ground and kept begging for mercy: "Senior Brother Pang, the little one knows that he is wrong. ”

Pang Juan snorted coldly and said, "You can't do any small things, you deserve to wash the thatched house here." ”

"Yes, yes, the little ones must pay attention next time!"

"No need!"

Pang Juan glanced at the young man lying on the ground and said disdainfully: "You have to thank Chen Xiangxiang Daoyou of Yunzezhuang for his magnanimity. ”

After Pang Juan finished speaking, he left by himself, kicking the bucket down with his foot, and the young man still looked grateful without any other expression, and gradually became cold when he walked away.

"Don't be surprised, Shen Lang, you are worthy of inheriting my mantle!"

An old beggar led a silly girl out of the stable!

In November of the twenty-eighth year of Jian'an, Liu Xun pushed open the door to greet the first morning of worshipping the Sword Sect, and in a farm yard in the Xijian Gate, Tian Zainong poured a bowl of water on a green vegetable and said with a smile: "The dragon is about to fly!"

Qiao Yanran stretched her waist and said, "Little inquiry, come over to this girl." Seeing that there was no movement for a long time, he got up dissatisfied, and the table in the inner hall was already set up with toiletries, breakfast and a note, and the frowning brow relaxed.

At this time, Liu Xun had already come to the courtyard pavilion in advance, and Wang Teng said as soon as he saw Liu Xun: "Brother Liu Heng, I heard that Xing Yue is your eldest brother, don't be surprised by the events of the day." ”

Liu Xun said with a smile: "There are already winners and losers in martial arts competitions, so what's the difference?"

"Good!"

Wang Teng is a simple person, and he doesn't say much about tasting tea. And soon everyone also came here, and several people chatted without saying a word, only Sun Hao always talked to Liu Xun about some others.

Sun Hao is a member of Liu Xun's army in the first level, but the two of them are not very familiar, whether this little fat man is already familiar or something else is unknown.

Soon Qiao Yanran also came here, glanced at Liu Xun and then glared at Sun Hao, and sat down next to Liu Xun, and the cold light in Wang Teng's eyes flashed.

Sun Hao shrunk his neck, but he hit this short-tempered Qiao Yanran twice, and at this moment he was submissive, and with a clear whistle, Bai Mifeng floated in.

Everyone hurriedly bowed, Bai Mifeng waved his hand to signal not to be restrained, and said, "The old man has received a total of ten apprentices before, and a total of sixteen people including you. ”

"I am a second-generation disciple, and you are a third-generation disciple. ”

Everyone nodded, and Bai Mifeng continued: "From today onwards, I will guide your cultivation and all future task arrangements, understand?"

"Yes, senior brother!"

Everyone agreed in unison, and Sun Hao asked puzzledly: "Doesn't the old man teach us?"

Bai Mifeng's old face turned red and said, "Shizun, his old man is busy, so I'll do it for me." ”

"It's not a secret, in fact, I am also a generation of senior brothers who have guided my cultivation to this day. ”

Several people looked at each other speechlessly, daring to love that this Bai Jian is actually a hands-off shopkeeper, so this special disciple is just a nominal identity, and the others are useless?

Bai Mifeng coughed lightly and said: "Master's statement is that there is no class, if he guides him all the way, it will be difficult to surpass him in his life, and only by overcoming the difficulties by himself can he reach a higher mountain." ”

Of course, Bai Mifeng knew that this explanation was too far-fetched, so he had to divert the topic: "Do you know the concept and system of my worship of the Sword Sect?"

The system of worshipping the Sword Sect is actually very simple, a bit like a wage earner! Several people once again had the feeling of being deceived.

In the Sword Worship Sect, all exercises, pills, and utensils are readily available, and all disciples in the sect can buy or rent them.

And there are five ways to get money in the Sword Worship Sect.

The first is to become an inner disciple or a descendant disciple, the inner disciple can receive 20 spiritual jades per month, and the descendant disciples can receive 50 spiritual jades.

The second article is to become a deacon in the sect, and still enjoy the offerings, for example, Bai Mifeng instructing Liu Xun and others to practice is equivalent to a deacon.

The third can be exchanged for property by hunting demon beasts or collecting herbs.

The fourth is to do business, such as the teahouse where Liu Xun ate before.

The fifth is the most distinctive one of the Sword Worship Sect, that is, accepting entrusted tasks, which are large and small, so the rewards are high and low.

"This treacherous and cunning Sword Worship Sect!"

Everyone discussed it, but they also understood it very well, after all, could such a large sect sit on the empty side, and how could it pay for huge expenses without resources.

The Sword Worship Sect is not a philanthropist, even if it is a philanthropist, how many days can it support a population of tens of thousands?