Ten miles of maple forest, since the arrival of the butterfly, it has been ten years in a blink of an eye, the butterfly is fifteen years old, and it is slim and elegant.

In the past ten years, Ning Chen has carefully taught butterflies ~ knife techniques, even more carefully than teaching ghosts.

Ten miles in front of the maple forest, the ghost sat on a small stone bench, watching his sister and father compete with each other.

Within the range of ten zhang, Ning Chen set a ban to prevent Yu Jin from reaching the outside.

In the prohibition, Ning Chen and Butterfly fought, the sharp edge of the knife was pressing, cutting through the void, and the knife skills were amazing.

In ten years, the butterfly's knife technique has progressed extremely fast, and purely from the knife technique, Ning Chen has nothing to teach.

Ten zhang prohibited, the two figures were constantly staggered, the sword pointed at the sword, and the light was sharp.

The butterfly was holding a sharp knife, and the attack was fierce, and Ning Chen pointed at the sword and attacked with defense.

Fighting fiercely for dozens of moves, Ning Chen lost ten percent of his edge every time he made a move, just to draw out the butterfly's greatest potential.

Rumble!

The sword fights, the edge is dazzling, the waves are surging, and a thousand waves are rolled.

In the battle, they looked at each other, and in the blink of an eye, the edge rose again.

"Sister is amazing!"

In front of the wooden house, the ghost looked at the battle situation ahead and said in a childish voice.

"The immortal chief is also very powerful. ”

On the side, the little gourd answered.

"Well, Daddy is also very good. ”

The ghost chimed in.

The two little guys watched the battle, and they didn't know if they could understand it, but they just said it to you.

In the battle, the battle between the two has become more and more intense, and the butterfly is in full swing, and its body is like a shock, dancing like a dance.

Ning Chen taught Butterfly the top sword technique and body technique, and in ten years, Butterfly's cultivation has far surpassed that of the martial artists of the same period.

Extremely martial arts, in the blink of an eye, it was already a hundred moves, the sword light was close, Ning Chen pointed together, fixed the blade of the Yandao, looked at the girl in front of him, and said with a relieved face, "It's okay, you can already go out of the school." ”

Hearing this, Butterfly showed a touch of joy on her beautiful face, and bowed respectfully to the man in front of her, saying, "Thank you Master for your teaching." ”

"Go, you've been staying in the Ten Mile Maple Forest all these years, although your sword skills are improving quickly, but you are less sharpened, it's time to go out for a walk, remember, no matter what happens, come back alive." Ning Chen smiled.

The butterfly was stunned, then came back to her senses, saluted again, and said, "Yes, butterfly remember." ”

Half an hour later, the butterfly left, leaving the ten-mile maple forest that had been there for ten years.

The ghost was very reluctant, but he still couldn't stop the butterfly from leaving.

When the chicks grow up, they will eventually soar for nine days, and in order for the butterflies to have a better future, it is an indispensable choice for the butterflies to leave the ten-mile maple forest.

Under the sunset, Ning Chen looked at the back of the butterfly in the distance, and his heart was inexplicably complicated.

Perhaps, when the mother looked at his back, it was the same.

However, the difference is that the butterfly has been walking for thousands of years.

For a thousand years, Ning Chen and the ghosts waited in the ten-mile maple forest for a hundred years, although they missed it, they didn't go out to look for it.

After the butterfly left the ten-mile maple forest, it first went to the middle region, and then went to the far north, the homeland of the West Buddha, and the southern region.

Butterflies have created too many legends in the hundred years in the realm, and a young woman has extremely high cultivation and amazing sword skills, which is also extremely rare in the history of the Five Domains.

The god of the sword, just a hundred years, the butterfly has received this honorific title.

A hundred years later, the butterfly could no longer find an opponent in the realm and went to the outer heavens.

Outside the sky, there are star fields, vast and boundless, and there are countless martial arts powerhouses, and the most powerful ones have already cultivated to the Heavenly Dao realm, which is extremely terrifying.

The day after tomorrow, the congenital, the stepping immortal, the red dust immortal, the heavenly dao realm, the creation realm, the martial arts path, there is almost no end, however, in this world, the heavenly realm is the peak.

Butterflies have cultivated all the way from the acquired to the Red Dust Immortal, from the innate to the Heavenly Dao Realm, and in a thousand years, they have lived a wonderful life that others have not had in 10,000 years.

In the past thousand years, no matter in the world or outside the sky, the edge of the butterfly is very dazzling, like a peerless Tianjiao that appeared out of thin air, no one knows its origin, but it shocked the whole world.

Butterfly never mentioned his identity, let alone said the name of his master, but with the knife in his hand, he killed a bright avenue.

Heavenly Dao Realm, the most fierce battle, Butterfly faced a master who was also amazing but cultivated thousands of years ahead of him, and this battle lasted for a thousand days, which can be described as a real battle of a thousand days.

In a thousand days, half of the starry sky was destroyed, and in the end, Butterfly slashed the great enemy with the sword in his hand, completely defeating the biggest opponent above the martial arts.

However, after the war, the butterfly was also severely injured and almost died.

On a primordial star, the butterfly arrives and collapses limply in a pool of blood.

At this time, on the primordial star, a white-haired woman walked over, looking at the butterflies in the pool of blood, with a confused face.

Eventually, the white-haired woman rescued the butterfly and brought it to her residence.

For 100 days, the white-haired woman took good care of the butterflies and took care of them.

Finally, a hundred days later, the butterfly woke up and saw the white-haired woman in front of her, and a different color flashed in her eyes.

What a beautiful woman.

Over the past thousand years, she has seen many women, but when it comes to appearance and temperament, no one can match them.

"Awake?"

The white-haired woman spoke, smiling.

"Thank you girl for saving your life, I don't know the girl's name?" Butterfly got up and said softly.

"Forgotten. ”

The white-haired woman replied, and said calmly, "Your injuries are not yet healed, don't move." ”

The butterfly looked around, then at the woman in front of her, and said, "Where is this?"

"Zeguo. ”

The white-haired woman replied, "However, this place is very remote, and you have injuries on your body, so it is better not to go out." ”

Hearing this, the butterfly nodded lightly and responded.

In the following days, the butterfly stayed at the white-haired woman's residence to recuperate in peace, and rarely went out of the room.

However, occasionally, butterflies would go out to breathe, but they heeded the white-haired woman's reminders and did not go far.

Zeguo, a country that no one has ever heard of, at least, butterflies have been in the world for thousands of years, and they have never heard of it.

It's just that from the mouth of the white-haired woman, the butterfly learned some things about Zeguo.

Zeguo is a country on the water, and the whole country is full of oceans and rivers, and there is almost no land.

In such a harsh environment, human beings cannot survive at all, so Zeguo is not the country of humans, but the world of the demon race.

Of course, the white-haired woman is an exception, and the butterfly can clearly feel that the woman who saved her is not a demon clan.

Because the white-haired woman likes to wear a white dress and her hair is also white, the butterfly calls her Sister White, and the white-haired woman also acquiesces to this title.

"Sister Bai, haven't you thought about leaving here?"

In front of the window, the butterfly looked at the endless Daze outside and asked.