In the early morning, the dawn shines through the treetops, casting tiny patches of light between the shadows of the trees. The chirping of birds pierced the silence of the morning light.

The secluded Casting Shenfeng family welcomed a special guest today.

"Don't be nervous, I'll see my patriarch grandfather later, just tell him well. A young girl led a young man in white, skillfully brushed away the grapevines that blocked the way, and from time to time her hands were sealed, releasing streams of pure spiritual power, suppressing the organs on both sides that were ready to attack.

"Our people are reasonable people, and we will definitely help you!"

"Thank you, girl. The young man in white nodded gently, and at the same time looked around with a slight amplitude, carefully observing this mysterious hermit family.

Although his face is handsome and graceful, and his gestures also reveal a kind of elegant temperament, but in the depths of his eyes, there is always a layer of dark clouds that cannot be dissolved. The heavy gloom also contains a death-like despair.

Soon, the two of them officially stepped into the realm of the Casting God Blade Clan. Everywhere you look, it looks like an ordinary village. The simple thatched huts are scattered one after another, and a few poultry can occasionally be seen jumping among the wasteland. The shirtless villagers were gathering in front of the stove in twos and threes, sweating like rain and beating the unformed blades in their hands.

Just that fiery atmosphere that came to the face, the name of the refining family is worthy of the name!

The girl Chen Ruo, with a bright smile on her pretty face, grabbed a young strong man nearby, and asked, "Brother Axe, do you know where the patriarch's grandfather is?" and pointed to the white-clothed young man beside him, "I met this son outside, he has always admired the craftsmanship of our Casting Shenfeng family, and he specially wanted to come as an apprentice to learn skills." ”

The young man in white did not speak, but just bowed his hand slightly to the strong man as a courtesy.

Since we met, he has spoken very little, and he can almost not open his mouth without speaking. When Chen Ruo went up the mountain to chop wood, he happened to meet him who was lost in the trap array, and upon inquiry, he only said that he wanted to worship the Patriarch of the Casting Shenfeng as a teacher, and then he was silent. Along the way, almost all of them were Chen Ruo looking for topics.

Maybe it's a natural introvert. Chen Ruo didn't feel abnormal. She herself is a quiet girl, and she will be timid and shy in the face of strangers, so she can still understand the other party's feelings.

I will make an exception to help today, it is entirely because of him, which makes her feel a special sense of intimacy. Alas, isn't it because he is good-looking? I never imagined that one day, I would become a girl who judges people by their appearance.

"Don't rush to find the patriarch just yet. Before the strong man could answer, a middle-aged man with a short beard and a majestic face suddenly put down his tools, strode from the stove on the other side, looked at the young man in white with a straight face, and said in a deep voice:

"Young man, let me ask you first, the location of my Shenfeng clan has always been extremely secretive, and outsiders are never welcome to set foot here!

This middle-aged man seems to have some identity in the clan. As he asked, more and more young disciples gradually gathered around. The crowd was gossiping and pointing around him.

"Uncle Hong, don't be so fierce, you will scare people. Chen Ruo couldn't look at it, and persuaded him loudly. At the same time, he pulled the sleeve of the white-clothed young man again: "Say it quickly." ”

Under the gaze of everyone, the eyes of the young man in white flashed several times, and finally he raised his head suddenly, hugged his fists, and said loudly:

"Everyone, don't hide it, the disciple of the Great Sect of the Lower Sword Kiln, Nan Jingbai. I came to visit from afar, and I just want to implore the Casting Shenfeng Patriarch to come out of the mountain and help my Sword Kiln Sect get out of this danger!"

This young man turned out to be the first disciple of the Sword Kiln Sect, Nan Jingbai.

Prior to this, the Nine Venerables of the Nine Shadows Hall went to the Sword Kiln Sect in person, claiming that they wanted to negotiate a deal with the Sword Kiln Sect Master. After he collected the fragments of the ancient artifact and Fang Tianbaoding, he hoped that the sect master could open the furnace and refine it on his behalf and restore the artifact.

This task was far beyond the scope of the Sword Kiln Sect Master's ability.

It is not difficult to refine the weapon alone, but at the same time, it is necessary to completely simulate the secret pattern of the law engraved on the fragments. You must know that this Fang Tian Baoding, but the ancient evil god "Fang Tian Demon Lord" personally refined, that is a powerful person whose strength far exceeds that of the reincarnation realm, with his current ability as a small Tongtian Realm refiner, how can he achieve 100% restoration artifact?

However, the order of the Nine Shadows Hall is absolute.

Just ask about the result, but ignore how difficult the process is.

During this time, the Sword Kiln Sect Master had been forced into a desperate situation. He organized his disciples to test the method of refining weapons day and night, and in the end, he was even a little crazy. But his experiments have only failed again and again.

When he first received the mission of the Nine Shadows Palace, the Sword Kiln Sect Master also thought about asking this Casting God Blade Clan Chief, who was both his old friend and an old enemy, to help him, and combine the strength of the two of them to restore the artifact. But the envoy sent at that time was mercilessly rejected by the Casting God Blade clan.

This result was expected by the Sword Kiln Sect Master. At the beginning, he was sorry for the Patriarch of the Casting Divine Blade, but now he has no face, and he will go to him to make this reluctant request again.

Although the sect master was unwilling, Nan Jingbai, who saw the hardships of the sect master, secretly made up his mind that he would ask that senior to help no matter what. Finally one day, he found out the location of the Casting Shenfeng clan, so he quietly slipped out of the Sword Kiln Sect, trekked through mountains and rivers, and searched all the way.

"Sword Kiln Sect?" Sure enough, as soon as they heard this familiar name, the faces of the people around them, young and old, suddenly changed, and many young people even pulled out their long swords directly, "The people of the Sword Kiln Sect still dare to come, aren't you afraid that we will kill you?"

Nan Jingbai looked at the Quartet without fear, before he took this step, he had already put life and death out of the way. If you sacrifice one of yourself, you can save the disaster of the sect, it's worth it!

"Life is in the world, except death. Now that the disaster of the destruction of our sect is imminent, no matter what the sect master has done wrong, I implore the patriarch to see the friendship between the two when they were young and help them!"

Even if he begged the prime minister, Nan Jingbai's body still had an indomitable arrogance, "If this matter can be successfully concluded, no matter what the patriarch asks, the people of my sect will never give up!"

"Friendship?" the young people scolded angrily, "You Sword Kiln Sect people, do you really have the face to talk about friendship? Who betrayed it in the first place? Tired that our clan can only shrink in this ghost place for generations, has your sect master sent someone to visit once?"

"That's it, if you don't have that ability, you have to take that fame, so you can bear the disaster caused by fame!"

These people, in fact, like Nan Jingbai, didn't know what happened between the two ancestors back then. But since they were born, they have been instilled with hatred from generation to generation, and to this day, even if they are just a three-year-old child, they know how to learn to accuse the sword kiln of the great crimes.

"I know that the Sword Kiln Sect has had a grudge with the Casting Shenfeng Clan for a long time!" Nan Jingbai raised his voice and overcame the scolding around him with difficulty, "But what you keep complaining about is nothing more than that the sect master has done something unkind. Then let me ask, is it morally true that you will not be saved by seeing death today? When you think about it in the future, can your conscience be at ease?"

"My sect master's momentary mistakes have made you endure hundreds of years of resentment, and if the patriarch stands by today, my sword kiln sect will be a dead soul in the blink of an eye!

"You kid is quite eloquent!" another middle-aged man sneered, "But that's useless, go back with your mouth full of benevolence and morality! Let this hatred continue, and your sword kiln sect will be wiped out, so as to eliminate the hatred in our patriarch's heart!"

"That is, what do we have to worry about our conscience? There are too many people dying every day in this world, do we have to mourn every one who dies?"

Nan Jingbai was isolated and helpless, and he couldn't argue, the petite Chen Ruo suddenly stepped forward, and looked at him seriously with a pair of clear eyes.

"Did you cheat on me?"

The patriarch had instructed that the Casting Shenfeng family did not welcome outsiders, especially those from the Sword Kiln Sect. If she had known that he was from that place, she would never have brought him in!

Nan Jingbai bowed and saluted: "I'm sorry girl, I was forced by the situation at the time, so I had to ......" But before he could finish speaking, a heavy hammer suddenly fell in front of him, which shocked him to retreat immediately. And behold, a pit had been cut out in the ground where he had stood, several feet deep.

"The people of the Sword Kiln Sect are really all brutes! You can't get out of here, and if you don't get out of here, your aunt and grandmother will kill you!" Chen Ruo waved the hammer in his hand, chased after Nan Jingbai, and slashed again and again.

Nan Jingbai didn't understand why this little girl, who was quiet and delicate just now, became like this as soon as she picked up the hammer. But at the moment, he had no choice but to hold his head in his hands and flee in all directions.

In this way, Nan Jingbai was driven out. After a few steps of embarrassment, he didn't leave. Brushing the dust from his shirt, he lifted his hem and knelt down solemnly in front of the village.

If he couldn't invite the Casting Shenfeng Patriarch to come out of the mountain, even if he went back, the Sword Kiln Sect would not be able to escape the end of annihilation. When the time comes, it will still be a death.

A few days later.

As soon as Chen Ruo stepped out of the village, he saw the tired but still barely supported figure.

"Why are you still here?" she frowned, walked forward quickly, squatted down in front of Nan Jingbai, and looked at him with concern.

"The situation of the Sword Kiln Sect, is it really dangerous now?"

Because of being hacked by her before, Nan Jingbai is still a little jealous, glanced at her, and replied briefly: "It's in danger." ”

"Then, if the patriarch and grandfather are willing to help, will you be saved?" asked Chen Ruo softly again.

Nan Jingbai sighed: "It's not so easy to restore the ancient artifact Fang Tianbaoding. Frankly speaking, even if the two clans join forces, there is no certainty. But even if I can only increase the hope of one percent, I will try my best! As a disciple of the Sword Kiln Great Sect, this is my responsibility!"

Chen Ruo patted him on the shoulder in admiration: "You are so brave." Don't worry, if you have the chance, I will also help you persuade the patriarch and grandfather. Even if he hated your sect master again, it would have been hundreds of years ago, but the current sect disciples are innocent. ”

Maybe it's because of her kindness, even if she also grew up in the family's "hatred education", but for that distant sword kiln sect, she has always been difficult to give birth to real hatred.

"Thank you. Nan Jingbai nodded gratefully.

Tatsuruo talked to him a few more words, and then picked up the hammer and was about to get up. But the moment her hands touched the hammer shaft, a wave of hatred suddenly ignited again in her eyes.

"You bastard hasn't even gotten out yet! Believe it or not, my aunt and grandma have seen you and slashed you once! Get out!"

For several days in the following days, Chenruo's attitude was like this, good and bad. When he is gentle, he can squat down and talk to him for a while, and when he is irritable, he wields a hammer and chases him all over the mountain.

After a long time, although Nan Jingbai still didn't know what to do, at least he knew that this little girl would "get sick" when she saw the hammer.

At this time, the sword kiln was large.

"What? Jing Bai didn't listen to my orders, and slipped down the mountain without permission and went to the Casting Shenfeng Family?"

Listening to the disciple's report, the Sword Kiln Sect Master was shocked.

"The people over there hate us one by one, Jingbai will be in danger if he goes alone?" The other elder was also anxious, "Sect Master, I'll send someone to chase him back immediately!"

The Sword Kiln Sect Master was stunned for a long time, but he let out a long sigh and waved his hand.

"That's it...... The catastrophe of the destruction of my sword kiln sect has no turnaround. If Jingbai leaves as soon as possible, he may be able to pick up a life. In the future, he and Jian Fei will be the only ones in my sect who will continue the Dao system......"

"Sect Master, don't be so pessimistic. Another elder couldn't help but persuade, "Right now, the young master has entered the Heavenly Palace Gate to cultivate, and if you don't look at the monk's face and look at the Buddha's face, the Nine Secluded Palaces may not really do anything to us, right?"

"No," the Sword Kiln Sect Master shook his head heavily, "Don't get involved in this matter. Now, he is a member of the Tiangong Sect, and he has a great future, and I don't want him to bear the hatred of destroying the sect at a young age. ”

"Back then, it was my own sin, and now it should be repaid by me......"

……

In a trance, it was a few more days.

"You're not going to roll yet, are you?" In front of the gate of Casting God Feng Mountain, several seven or eight-year-old children looked at Nan Jingbai from a distance, and from time to time someone picked up a stone and threw it at him, "Do you think we really don't dare to kill you?"

The flying stones are getting bigger and bigger, and the edges are getting sharper and sharper, but Nan Jingbai always knelt in place, not dodging or dodging.

It took a while for him to raise his head and speak word for word.

"Little brothers, please go back and tell the nobleman. The old grievances between my Sword Kiln Sect and the Casting Shenfeng Clan, I, Nan Jingbai, am willing to repay it as one person! If you have a hatred or a grudge against our sect master, you can each come and slash me and stab me with a sword, even if the blood is drained, I have no regrets! I will pay you this life, I only hope that the hatred between the two clans can end here, and I ask the nobleman to come out of the mountain to help!"

"That's what you said?" the children looked at each other, and a cold light of hatred suddenly flashed in their eyes.

Children of this age, no matter how serious they are, they all slash and stab indiscriminately with daggers, and in the blink of an eye, Nan Jingbai's body was already covered with blood. The crimson blood stained the snow-like white clothes.

But he still knelt there, silent.

"What are you doing!" Suddenly, a girl's exclamation came, and Tatsuruo hurried forward, trying to stop the violence of the children.

"Sister Chenruo, give. One of the children smirked evilly and shoved a hammer into Tatsuruka's hand.

"You little rabbit cubs!" Who knows, Chen Ruo, who is in a "rampage state", is wielding a hammer, chasing after them with his teeth and claws, "The patriarch taught you skills, is it to let you come out and bully the weak? Don't you hurry up and get me back!"

After driving all these children away, Chen Ruo walked to Nan Jingbai's side with a hammer in both hands, looking at him with complicated eyes.

"Is it worth it for your sect like this?"

Nan Jingbai took a few breaths with difficulty, and his raised eyes were still clear, "If you sacrifice my life, you can save the catastrophe of the whole sect...... It's worth it!"

Chen Ruo frowned and was silent for a long time, but now she is "as violent as fire", but for the first time, a light of kindness flashed in her eyes.

"I'm starting to believe that maybe the Sword Kiln Sect is really not that bad. ”

"If your sect master is a selfish person, he is not worthy of having a disciple like you work for him. ”

"He may have made mistakes before, but I believe that he has sincerely repented of his sins. ”

"You protect the sect and have a lot of backbone. Chen Ruo stood up with the hammer and gave him an encouraging smile, "Hold on, your request will definitely come true one day." ”

"I'll wait with you. Because you're worth it too. ”

(End of chapter)