The cold wind whistled in the mountains, and the first rays of morning light in the eastern sky broke through the dark curtain of the night and drifted down, dyeing the sky and the earth red.

The forest under the sea peak, the smoke is steaming and flirting, sometimes blown up and down by the wind, like the aura between heaven and earth, like a fairyland on earth.

At this time, a crack appeared in the air more than ten zhang high, as if something had been spit out, appeared out of thin air, fell straight down the mountainside, hung up a few branches and smashed them on the ground, causing a commotion in the silent mountain forest.

"Hmm~" Soon after the thing landed, it flipped over and let out a painful whisper.

Slowly, he stood up, and it turned out to be a young man, eight feet tall, twenty years old.

The clothes on his body were tattered, and his upper body was almost naked, revealing full and well-proportioned muscles, with a bit of wildness in his masculinity.

The handsome face is well-defined, the thick sword eyebrows are slightly raised, looking around, the black bright eyes are full of suspicion, scrutiny, and a hint of profundity.

The man looked at the sky through the forest, and it was a good coincidence that he could see the half of the rising sun, and a long-lost sense of familiarity came up, and he was very excited and happy.

He liked the dawn very much, and he often looked up from the peak of Guanhai Peak, and saw the light that lit up the heavens and the earth, as if his world was also bright.

"It's been three years!" the man muttered with a sigh of relief.

In the middle of the sound, he brushed the dust on his body a few times, picked up a firewood knife scattered not far away, pinned it to his waist, and came to a relatively hidden place not far away to sit down, running exercises, absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, and nourishing the meridians that had been thirsty for a long time.

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The north wind is silent, and the waning moon is in the sky.

On the Guanhai Peak, the buildings are scattered, this is the sect of the Guanhai Sword Sect, and there will be many disciples waving and practicing on it during the day in the fairly wide Jianping.

In a relatively conspicuous pavilion, a young man was wiping the sword in his hand, which was the prize he had just won the first place in the sect's big competition not long ago, and there was also a self-selected exercise among the prizes.

The young man's name is Lin Yuxuan, he is the only son of the sect master of the Guanhai Sword Sect, he already has unique resources, and his own qualifications are also high, so he should stand proudly in the Guanhai Sword Sect in his opinion.

Lin Yuxuan looked at the blue light of the blade in his hand, and it appeared in his mind that he was standing on a high place, surrounded by a group of young talents, looking at him with admiration on his face.

The scene in his mind was so real that he couldn't help but smile.

He, Lin Yuxuan, is not only the first person in the Guanhai Sword Sect, but he also wants to become the first person in the entire Eastern Wilderness, and in the future, he will go to the wider world to make a name for himself.

Suddenly, there was a noise outside.

Lin Yuxuan was slightly angry, and said sharply: "Who?

I thought that the waiter who was not long-eyed in the middle of the night should be the third watch, and disturbed his dream.

"Squeak"

The door was pushed open, and in came a young man with a knife pinned to his waist and his clothes in tatters.

When Lin Yuxuan saw the person coming, his heart was also flickering, he was very familiar with this face, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

He frowned and asked, "Who are you, what do you want to do when you come to me in the middle of the night?"

The young man looked at the talented son in front of him, and said lightly: "I'll get something from you!"

Lin Yuxuan stood up, dissatisfied, and said, "What is it?"

If it weren't for this strong sense of familiarity, he would have killed this beggar-like strange man long ago.

He had a sharp sword in his hand, and if he didn't get a satisfactory answer, he could just test its sharpness.

"Your life". The young man's cold voice, while speaking, instantly burst out, pulled out the firewood knife on his waist, rushed towards Lin Yuxuan, and slashed at it.

Lin Yuxuan looked at the man rushing towards him, his simple and loophole moves, as if he had heard a big joke, he really didn't know what to do.

Although he despised it in his heart, he was not ambiguous in his hand, and he used his sword move, and a three-foot-long sword qi volleyed down.

It's just that the two of them are relatively close, and the speed of that person is too fast, and he is close to him in an instant, and the sword qi can't exert the greatest power.

However, Lin Yuxuan was not panicked in his heart, even if it was a hand-to-hand fight, he was also good at it, he was cultivating first-class sword moves.

Moreover, although there are spiritual power fluctuations on the knife in front of him, he can't release the qi knife yet, it should just practice the qi realm.

The suppression of the cultivation realm made him already think that in an instant, this person would fall under his sword.

"When" "When" "When"

A series of metal clashes rang out in the room, and the lights on the walls flickered with the collision of true qi, as if they would go out at any moment.

Between breaths, the silence of the night returned to the room, and the lights became normal.

"When"

The firewood knife in the young man's hand could not withstand the edge of the sword, and it split at the waist, and half fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Lin Yuxuan sat down slowly, leaned back in his chair, and looked at the young man in front of him in horror, he shouldn't remember such a handsome and handsome face, but he couldn't remember who he was until now.

He wanted to ask him, who was he, and why did he come to kill himself?

A moment later, a swishing chill ran through his throat, a hot liquid flowing from it, and a splitting pain pulled his mind back to the moment when it had just been lightning.

Obviously, his moves were simple and crude, but he couldn't resist it, and his cultivation in the Qi Condensation Realm couldn't be used in a hurry.

He was very panicked now, he didn't want to die yet, there were a lot of earthly pleasures he hadn't enjoyed yet, and he still had a lot to ask him.

But he felt that his body began to become heavy, and his eyes began to be in a trance, and in a trance, he seemed to see the knife that had just been cut to his throat, ordinary and ordinary, but like a light and shadow.

"What a fast knife". Lin Yuxuan muttered weakly.

In the end, his right hand hung down weakly, and the light blue sword in his hand fell to the ground, trembling gently and making a crisp sound, as if he was unwilling and crying.

The young man looked at the wood knife that had been broken in half, shook his head and said regretfully: "It's a pity that you have followed me for so many years." As he spoke, he pinned it back to his waist.

He looked at the pale blue sword on the ground, a very sharp sword, and now his weapon was broken, so he picked it up and used it first.

Swinging the sword towards Lin Yuxuan's neck, the blade was very sharp, and there was no sound.

Just as he was about to go forward to find some money and things to take away, or to change into this clothes that could not cover his body, he also needed a new knife.

But there was a faint sound of footsteps in his ears, and he hurriedly swung his sword to extinguish the lights, silent.

A maid in green clothes came to the house with sleepy eyes, and just now she seemed to hear movement in the young master's room, so she came to take a look, and she could listen to her orders.

When I saw that the lights in the room had been turned off to put out the fire, I stayed for half a breath, and then went back.

The young man didn't dare to stay long, and when the person outside the house walked away, he had to leave quickly, Lin Yuxuan's condensation realm cultivation was already an unexpected variable, if he provoked others again, he was afraid that he would not be able to leave.

The young man left the pavilion, he was familiar with the road here, looking at the buildings of the Guanhai Sword Sect, as if he was in a different world.

Ten years ago, he was a beggar, and then he was captured here and enslaved for seven years. The cultivators of this mountain sect, they also need to be served by others, so as not to delay their precious cultivation time, and a beggar like him, who has no background and is not too old is the most suitable.

Guanhaifeng was the last place he wanted to come, but because he ventured back here, Lin Yuxuan had to kill him.

He still remembered the kind big sister next to the land temple when he was a child, gentle and beautiful, always bringing warmth to them when they were hungry and cold.

is such a kind person, but his family is ruined.

He fled here three years ago, and he wanted to go to her to thank her, but he didn't expect to get such news. He inquired in many ways, only to learn that it was all Lin Yuxuan's doing.

Four years ago, Lin Yuxuan happened to see her in Guanhai City, and when he saw that she was beautiful, he became interested, but he didn't expect her gentle personality to be very strong, and finally Lin Yuxuan, who messed up, killed her whole family in a fit of rage.

He only knew her surname Lu.

He came to Jianping, looked to the east, and it was rumored that standing on the peak of Guanhai, when the weather was particularly clear, he could see the sea in the east, but he had never seen the blue and dreamy sea in seven years.

What he saw the most was the vagaries of the sky. The world is also like this night, extremely dark, people with no strength, let others oppress, precarious, just like the road girl, just like him.

Therefore, he named himself Jiang Chen, he likes the sun when it rises, and he looks forward to that light.

Fortunately, in that land temple, he once shared a bun with a down-and-out old man, who saw that he was kind-hearted and said that his muscles and bones were okay, so he passed on to him the Xuangong and the vast sword technique of breathing out qi practice.

In the days when he was born like an ant, strength was the only thing he relied on to turn over, so he worked hard to cultivate.

In the past seven years, he has continuously absorbed the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, and transformed it into true qi in his body, but it will not take long for the transformed true qi to be swallowed by the body like a bottomless pit, and there is no way to retain the slightest trace of the meridians and dantian, which casts a psychological shadow on his already dark life.

But he was not willing to be a slave, nor did he want to live forever in this dark world, and he never thought of giving up.

Until three years ago, his body was no longer absorbing, and he was able to retain his true qi in the dantian meridians for his use.

He broke free from the shackles, broke through to the Qi Cultivation Realm, and finally saw a little light in his dark life.

The cold wind blew, Jiang Chen retracted his thoughts, and walked down the mountain with a cloth bag with blood stains.

Following

In the attic of the sect master of the Guanhai Sword Sect, the middle-aged Lin Chaohai was flipping through the sword book, but he always felt uneasy, as if something had happened.

Looking at the graphic annotations on the sword book, I couldn't read a single word.

At this time, there was a noise in his ears, which made him, who was already a little irritable, even more uneasy, and he put down his book and walked outside.

As soon as he pushed open the door, he saw Elder Lu, who was the deacon, coming over with a panicked expression. Lin Chaohai frowned when he saw that he wanted to speak and stopped, it was probably not a good thing.

Lin Chaohai took a deep breath, looked at him and said, "What's the matter?"

"This ,......" Elder Lu didn't know how to speak for a while, originally he was still struggling with how to report, but the sect master came out and took the initiative to ask.

When Elder Lu saw Lin Chaohai staring at him, his heart turned sideways, and he lowered his head and said sadly, "It's Yu Xuan, I was killed last night." ”

"What?" Lin Chaohai's body shook, even though he was prepared, he was still dizzy when he heard this, and he couldn't believe his ears.

Lin Chaohai panicked, and immediately flew towards Yu Xuan's pavilion.

Outside Lin Yuxuan's pavilion, there were already many people standing, including patrolling disciples, sect elders, and the green-clothed maid who was kneeling on the ground, crying in fear.

Lin Chaohai flew straight to the door of the attic, and when everyone saw him coming, they didn't dare to make a sound, and the timid disciple's face turned white with fright.

Lin Chaohai raised his legs and walked into the house, and when he saw the scene in front of him, his muscles suddenly burst out, his eyes were round and red, his hands were clenched into fists, and his nails were sunk into the flesh, bleeding.

There was a young man sitting in the room, with a bright red dripping from under him, and Lin Chaohai recognized it as his Yu Xuan at a glance, even if he didn't have a head.

When everyone saw Lin Chaohai's appearance, they didn't dare to make a sound, and the silent air was about to freeze.

After half a sound, Lin Chaohai stabilized his breath and asked in a deep voice: "Who did it, and what clues are there?"

At this time, an elder stepped forward and replied, "At present, I can't tell what sect it is, there is only this half of the sword body on the scene." As he spoke, he handed the half of the blade to Lin Chaohai.

Lin Chaohai took the half of the knife body tremblingly, and the knife body was stained with a large patch of bright red.

Lin Chaohai took a deep breath and looked at this half of the knife body, the body of this knife was densely packed with potholes and pits, and the blade was also with countless gaps, and there were several gaps that had not yet been sharpened, which should have been left when he fought with Yu Xuan.

"It's like a charcoal knife. The elder cautioned.

Lin Chaohai frowned, he couldn't see any clues for a while, so he put away the blade and asked, "Who was guarding last night, but there was any movement." ”

Several disciples standing on the side immediately became nervous, and the person in the lead replied stubbornly: "It was the five of us, we didn't find anything abnormal last night, and we didn't hear any sound. ”

The woman in green clothes sobbed and said: "The slave maid heard some noises, but when the slave and maid came, the lights in the young master's house had been turned off, and the slave and maid thought that the young master had rested, so they did not enter the house to check." ”

Lin Chaohai shouted angrily, "What do you think?" As he spoke, he rushed to the maid and raised his hand to hit her Heavenly Spirit Cover.

Where could the maid withstand his blow, and suddenly the seven orifices bled and the qi veins were cut off.

Lin Chaohai looked at the maid who fell to the ground and died, and whispered to himself: "Xuan'er is alone, you go down and continue to serve him!"

He suddenly turned his head to look at the five disciples who were in charge of guarding last night, and his face was not good.

Seeing this, the five disciples were immediately frightened, and hurriedly begged: "Sect Master spare your life!"

"Spare your life, then who can spare Xuan'er's life?" Lin Chaohai was furious, "You all go down to accompany him!"

With a few loud sounds, the five disciples were all knocked to the ground, out of breath.

Lin Chaohai dropped his sleeves and snorted coldly at the elders present, "You guys clean up here, and no one will disturb me and Xuan'er!"

After saying that, he entered the house and closed the door.