Luofeng Mountain, Fengming Villa.

More than 60 years ago, Luofeng Mountain ushered in a catastrophe, several days of continuous fire from the ground caused the entire Luofeng Mountain to burn the entire Luofeng Mountain to a different appearance, Fengming Villa up and down more than 300 mouths are not a living person can be left.

Sixty years ago, Feng Qiwu and Feng Yinli, the young owners of the village who had been missing for many years, appeared one after another, picked up the signboard of Fengming Villa again, and rebuilt Fengming Villa on the ruins of Luofeng Mountain.

Some of the disciples who left Fengming Villa returned to Fengming Villa one after another, so that Fengming Villa gradually recovered some vitality, but after more than 60 years of development, there are still not many people, no more than 100 people up and down, and they have no intention of cultivating trivial things in the real world, and the disciples in the door are just practicing quietly, and under the orders of the two owners, they do something to help the poor in the neighboring states and counties, which can be regarded as comfortable.

Originally, there were still people who looked down on Fengming Villa, but they never thought that Feng Qiwu's cultivation had already reached the peak of the ninth order.

Although there are more and more ninth-order peaks in this world, the number of ninth-order peaks is still not so much, although nominally it is ten times that of the original, but there was only one originally, and now it is only ten people.

What's more, none of these ninth-order peaks may serve the sect, after all, the current sect has basically become a tool for the huge shadow behind them.

Several battles between sects ended in the victory of Fengming Villa, and naturally no one dared to underestimate Fengming Villa.

In this way, Fengming Villa has won quite a good reputation, especially among the neighboring states and counties, and when Fengming Villa opened and accepted apprentices, they all came to the town under Fengming Villa to gather, wanting to send their children to Fengming Villa to practice.

However, the end of winter is not the time for Fengming Villa to open and accept apprentices, and this year is not the year for Fengming Villa to accept apprentices, so the town at the foot of Fengming Villa is a little desolate, except for the residents who originally lived here, there is no one else.

The town was still asleep, but before it could wake up, it welcomed a guest.

Chu Feng came to this town before the night dissipated, he couldn't remember how many times he had come to this town, looking up at Luofeng Mountain, which was still bright in the night, his expression couldn't help but have some subtle changes.

Fengming Villa carries too many of his joys and sorrows.

Chen Han, Lu Yu, Feng Qiwu, Feng Yinli, Liu Ji, Sun Miao, Bu Jing, Chen Dongnan, Lin Hui, Xin Nangui......

Many names and faces came to his mind, and he felt a slight uncontrollable melancholy.

Chu Feng originally wanted to go up the mountain, but in the end he stopped at the foot of the mountain and just watched from afar.

As Lu Qi said, if he goes up the mountain, he may actually be there to stir up trouble, even if he can come and go safely, it will make people feel sad.

If it will make people feel sad, why should he offend others?

Just let them live their lives well, and the days when they are not entangled by the past are indeed good.

Chu Feng smiled, he was finally relieved in his heart, and he no longer felt regretful, and he turned around and wanted to leave.

Suddenly there was a sound of squirming footsteps behind him.

Chu Feng turned his head slightly, but saw a skinny young man wearing a somewhat sloppy blue cloth robe slowly and leisurely walking down the mountain road.

The young man was very thin, even thinner than Chu Feng, as if he was terminally ill. But his eyes were so bright, like two lights in the night, flickering enough to illuminate all the darkness.

At that moment, Chu Feng was in a trance, and suddenly saw the old man who used to walk around with a sword on his back.

But he soon came to his senses, and the man was indeed dead, and at his hands.

He sighed slightly, looking at the young man with a hint of relief.

"Are you ......" The young man looked at Chu Feng's weird smile slightly, and couldn't help frowning and asking, with some vigilance and vigilance in his eyes.

Chu Feng only smiled and asked, "Is it the Red Phoenix or the Fire Phoenix?"

The young man looked at the somewhat strange young man in front of him in a daze, but he was also quite proud of himself, so he didn't hide it: "I am a disciple of the Proud Sword Cave Heaven. ”

"Oh?" Chu Feng was slightly stunned, his eyes looked at the mountain, and after a while, he fell back to the young man in front of him, "Why are you in Fengming Villa?"

"I came back to visit my relatives during the Chinese New Year. The young man said and smiled, "The disciples in the village have also gone home to visit their relatives, so I went down the mountain to buy some New Year's goods." ”

"Oh, what's your name?" Chu Feng asked.

"Feng Wuwen. The young man said proudly.

Chu Feng nodded slightly, muttered the name again, and then continued to ask, "Do you like to use swords?"

Feng Wuwen was slightly stunned, looked at Chu Feng sneerfully, and was stunned for a long time before he said: "The disciple of the Proud Sword Cave Heaven naturally loves swords and is obsessed. ”

Chu Feng smiled and said, "Then you have a good look." ”

Chu Feng said, his right hand slightly recited a sword light, and in an instant, in the air, under the earth, ten thousand sword lights appeared, the sword light flowed, and ten thousand sword intents were born in the air, and ten thousand different sword intents crisscrossed the air, reflecting Feng Wuwen's face in a colorful light.

At that moment, Feng Wuwen's face was full of shock, because he never expected that the person in front of him looked like a young man, and he would have such a chilling meaning when he raised his hand.

Don't say it's him, even those old-timers who have been immersed in the sword path for hundreds of years in the Proud Sword Cave Heaven will definitely not have such power.

But the next moment, Feng Wuwen's eyes revealed endless greed, and he began to look at the ten thousand sword intent dancing in the air, frantically simulating and absorbing the deep meaning in it, even if he couldn't completely absorb and digest it, he had to engrave it deeply in his mind, and leave it for later to slowly digest and absorb it.

This sword lasted for a long time before slowly dissipating, and even if Feng Wuwen was stupid, he could see that it had lasted for so long to take care of him, so that he could remember the essence of it one by one.

"Thank you seniors for your advice!" Feng Wuwen said, although he tried his best to suppress his emotions, but the ecstatic look was revealed in his eyes.

Chu Feng smiled and waved his hand, the Ten Thousand Dao Sword was originally taught to him by the unknown name of the sword, and it was naturally a matter of course for him to return the Ten Thousand Dao Sword that had been digested, absorbed and rebuilt by him to his heir.

"Take a bite of your favorite. Chu Feng said with a smile.

Feng Wuwen bowed slightly, his bright eyes roaming among the ten thousand swords, and finally his gaze fell on a black iron lump.

The black iron lump suddenly shook violently, and then let out a scream that broke through the air, drawing an afterimage and flying up, and thud into the ground in front of Feng Wuwen's body with a "clang".

Wuwen Sword stretched out his hand to hold the black iron lump, he immediately felt a warmth circulating in his hand, he looked at Chu Feng with some surprise, and then the sword in his hand suddenly trembled wildly, and a long roar of soft groaning resounded through the mountains.

The Silent Sword, which had been sleeping for a long time, finally woke up at that moment and let out its cry once more.

"Good sword!" Feng Wuwen couldn't help but admire, he loved swords and was obsessed, how could he not see that the sword in his hand was simple and simple, it was simply a sword made by heaven and earth, and it was extremely arrogant.

"Kendo Guiichi. Chu Feng said, "These ten thousand swords can be used by you, but they are not yours after all." ”

Feng Wuwen bowed slightly, and said, "The juniors understand. ”

Chu Feng nodded and said, "It's good to understand, take good care of your mother." Then he took a step back and bowed slightly, "Then I'll take my leave." ”

Feng Wuwen was slightly stunned, watching Chu Feng go farther and farther, and then looked at the sword in his hand again, before he laughed and said: "You have such a sharp sword but you are unknown, so I will call you Wuwen Sword, but it also matches my name very well." ”

Chu Feng slowly walked out of the town, shook his head with a smile, and laughed at himself: "I actually have the demeanor of a senior like this, it's really ......"

"It's been a long time. A wine gourd was thrown down from a high place in the darkness.

Chu Feng grabbed the wine gourd casually, looked back at the tall building in the dark, and a dark figure sat on the roof.

Chu Feng jumped lightly, went upstairs and put the wine gourd at the man's feet, before he said, "Are you still drinking it after so many years?"

"I didn't drink as much as I did during that time, so I drink casually now. A man with a slight beard laughed, "But Brother Feng, you are too uninteresting, and you want to leave without reminiscing about the old days." ”

Chu Feng also knew that it was he who had alarmed these people when he had just taught Feng Wuwen Ten Thousand Swords, and he couldn't help but laugh a little self-deprecatingly: "There's no way, I went to the villa with the intention of adding to the blockage of Senior Brother Feng and Yinli." ”

"At least we have friends. Xin Nangui smiled helplessly, knowing that what Chu Feng said was true.

Chu Feng couldn't help but smile and said, "Then let's reminisce about the old here." ”

"I'm the one more. A female voice sounded, and a woman in a big red robe with a golden thread and phoenix pattern squeezed into Chu Feng and Xin Nangui with a sunny smile.

"It's really not good that you've welcomed me like this. Chu Feng smiled helplessly, after all, he couldn't forget the more than 300 lives of Fengming Villa, and there was always a thorn in his heart.

"Brother Feng, you've fallen behind!" Lin Hui pursed his lips, picked up the wine gourd in front of him, and took a sip of himself, "Enemies can also catch up with each other, you know?"

Chu Feng smiled and rubbed Lin Hui's head, and said, "You guys......"

"How have you been all these years?"

The three of them spoke in unison, then looked at each other and smiled.

It's just that the three of them know that the regret in their hearts is irreparable, because some people are gone, but they are still in their memories and can never be erased.

People cannot be resurrected after death, and regrets can only exist forever.

But it wasn't a painful thing, but when I thought about it, I was slightly stunned.