In fact, Guanjian Mountain, Xijian River, and Wangjian Forest are not the original names, but the new name of Wanjian Villa, which was taken by the Wan family after the construction of this place, and because of the fame of Wanjian Villa, it spread the holy fire in the territory and was widely spread by countless sword cultivators. Pen %Fun%Ge www.biquge.info%77%77%77%2e%76%6f%64%74%77%2e%63%6f%6d

If the Beast Control Hall is the cultivation holy place of the beast soul warriors in the world, then the Ten Thousand Swords Villa is the place of admiration of the Sword Soul Warriors, but the Ten Thousand Swords Villa, the selection of disciples, the first priority, the conditions are extremely strict, although every three years, the apprentices are openly accepted once, but the strict conditions make every lucky person, very few.

However, it is undeniable that every swordsman who is fortunate enough to worship under the door of Wanjian Villa, the art of swordsmanship will advance by leaps and bounds, which is also an important reason why countless swordsmen want to worship in it. It's just that Wanjian Villa, living in a remote corner, has strict rules for accepting disciples, and strictly prohibits its disciples.

Ye Feng and his entourage, following Wan Changhe and other thirty-six swordsmen, flew with qi and flew smoothly into the Wanjian Villa, Ye Feng saw that as soon as their figures appeared in the sky, there were dozens of keen spiritual senses, locking their bodies, and continued until they landed in front of the village gate, in a passage between the two towering valleys, facing a huge iron gate, blocking between the valley walls, after Wan Changhe let out a long roar, the two iron gates creaked open, and the group walked in.

This gave him the feeling that it was quite like a military camp, and it didn't look like a kendo sect that cultivated freely.

Walking through the long, wide and straight passage, his eyes lit up, a huge gourd-shaped valley, reflected in his eyes, a number of simple and exquisite wooden buildings and wooden houses, dotted in the valley and jungle, in the open space, groups of young disciples, under the guidance of the elders, practicing kendo......

This is a quiet and cool place, full of the harmony and beauty of nature in a huge valley, valleys, green forests, swordsmen, wooden buildings...... Everywhere it gives a natural and calm beauty. However, it was different from the majestic scene of sword qi everywhere in Ye Feng's imagination, and he felt that he did not come to the legendary sword cultivation holy land, but to a paradise forest.

It's just that, from the very beginning, when he flew to Guanjian Mountain and looked at the Sword Forest, he had a vague feeling, as if he had been here, giving him a slightly familiar scene, but if he thought about it carefully, he had no impression, and he himself knew that he had never been here, I don't know why, there was such a mysterious feeling?

After Wan Changhe arranged for someone to entertain Huo Ling'er and others, he took Ye Feng alone, passed through the corridor, and gradually walked to the backyard of the villa, which was a quiet courtyard with green shade climbing over the wall, a gray-haired old man, accompanied by a gray-haired old man, sat on the two reclining reclining chairs in the courtyard, as if squinting his eyes, enjoying the warm sun.

"Ancestor, grandson has brought the young master back!" Wan Changhe took Ye Feng and walked over gently, bowed down and saluted the two old men, but the words he said made Ye Feng stunned, and then, like lightning in his mind, he suddenly remembered a past event, and suddenly felt like an initiation, and suddenly woke up to the origin of the Wan family.

On that day, when he broke through the dual heart realm, he instantly traveled with his mental strength, and heard a spiritual fluctuation in a green ocean-like forest, asking his name and where he was......

Unexpectedly, it was actually Wanjian Villa, no wonder when he flew to Guanjian Mountain and Wangjian Forest, he always had a faint feeling of familiarity, but at that time he was in a state of advancement, his mind was traveling, the speed was incredible, and he was gone away at a glance, of course, it was impossible to remember it so clearly.

The two old men were shocked, and slowly stood up, the white-haired old man stared at Ye Feng deadly, as if he wanted to see through the depths of his bone marrow and see him through.

Airplanes...... Ye Feng realized something, and immediately urged the soul battle technique, a wave of mental power fluctuated, extending out, the white-haired old man's eyes were shocked, and his spiritual power immediately shot out from the center of his eyebrows, and between the two spiritual powers, above Ye Feng's forehead, a "Black Dragon Rune Seal" appeared like lightning, and a majestic aura of the Lord suddenly pressed on the back of the white-haired old man.

At the moment when the black dragon rune mark appeared, Wan Changhe, the white-haired old man, the gray-haired old man, and a slave mark of a swordsman kneeling under the claws of the black dragon appeared on his forehead at the same time......

"Three generations of ancestors and grandchildren of the Wan family, meet the young master of the black dragon!" After the white-haired old man confirmed, he didn't dare to slack off, and a breath of worship for the lord of the black dragon that emerged from the depths of the bone marrow and blood, made him can't help it, and took his son and grandson to worship him, Wan Changhe and his father, the gray-haired old man, hurriedly followed, knelt on the ground, and bowed to Ye Feng.

Ye Feng calmly accepted the three generations of their family and bowed to him, which was the rule of worship between the ancient masters and slaves, and this worship also shows that the ten thousand families have been inherited to this day, and for such a long time, they still do not change their respect and worship for the Black Dragon Venerable, and their loyalty can be seen.

At the same time, he also suddenly realized that he didn't need to ask, and he understood why Wanjian Villa suddenly appeared and stood for him!

He inherited the martial arts inheritance of the Black Dragon Venerable, which is equivalent to the new generation of the Black Dragon Master, ten thousand families from generation to generation, inherited by the slave seal of the Black Dragon Soul Talisman, and is born to be his "slave of the family"! As long as this slave seal is not eliminated, the sons and grandsons of Wan Changhe will still inherit the soul and continue from generation to generation.

"Get up, Ye Mou got the martial arts inheritance of the Black Dragon Venerable by chance, although because of this black dragon soul seal, he became the master of the ten thousand families in this life, but from ancient times to the present, the long years have changed, there is no need to stick to the ancient rites too much, sit down and talk!" Ye Feng waited for them to finish, walked over, and supported the white-haired old man with both hands, and it could be seen that this thin old man, about one hundred and thirty or forty years old, had strong fluctuations in the star rainbow energy in his body, but if he did not take the step of the Holy Realm, it was estimated that his life would not be long.

Xinghong Wuxiu, the longest life expectancy, is one hundred and fifty years old, as long as you don't die halfway, you can live so long, compared to ordinary people, fifty or sixty years old is the limit, people live seventy years old, which is already equivalent to having more than double the longevity. Of course, this is inseparable from the strength and vitality of the Hongwu body.

And the gray-haired old man, about 100 years old, still has a few decades to live!

Wan Changhe is equivalent to presiding over the family, the mainstay of daily affairs, he is about fifty years old, if ordinary people are in the people, this is already the twilight of life, but in the martial arts world, this is in the prime of life.

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