Yun Lan was stunned to think about everything that had happened before.

A mysterious force that seems to not belong to this world has destroyed Beiqing Mountain in Nanzhuzhou, and a large tomb has unexpectedly appeared in the eyes of the world, and everyone in the world yearns for it, and for a time Beiqing Mountain people are like a sea of clouds.

It was there that Fang Zhizhi met.

Yun Che Sect was brought by his father and mother to explore the tomb with himself and his disciples, but he accidentally met with the remains of the young master of the Mysterious Sect, Fang, the Mysterious Sect and the same way in the world are enemies, just appeared in front of everyone's eyes, and the people of various sects began to besiege and kill the people of the Mysterious Sect.

She was kind and thought that everyone would be like herself, only chasing and killing people from the Mystic Sect, but she never expected that someone killed her parents under her nose, not a person from the Mystic Sect, Fang Zhizhi rescued herself, originally came to Yunche Sect, obviously she and he were drinking tea, but I don't know why when I woke up, the person was the one I didn't know.

She couldn't understand why Fang Zhizhi wanted to save herself, and then left herself alone, instead of this, why did she save her?

The few people who killed their father and mother didn't know what sect they were, and they used a sword instead of the Secret Sect's Huhualing, and the tragic death of their parents was still in their minds, and the voice urging them to run away was extremely clear.

Yun Lan hid her face and cried, her parents' bones were not cold, and this kind of thing happened to her, there was no way for her to walk in this world.

Either die, or go to the murderer of his parents, Fang Zhizhi must know.

Yun Lan only had these two thoughts in her mind.

I didn't sleep all night, thinking about it, I heard the sound of dancing knives and swords outside the door, it was the person who was thin on herself, Yun Lan suddenly couldn't breathe in her chest, and her heart was mixed with sadness and anger, she didn't even want to kill him, she didn't want to have any contact with that person anymore.

Lie on the bed, curled up in a ball, pillow over your ears, or the voices will come to your head.

Ding Yuan danced the three-element sword he learned yesterday, over and over again, and was already standing in the courtyard before dawn. Several of the disciples who were in charge of guarding the courtyard yawned and glanced at each other, and let out a sneer.

The donkey's head is not in the horse's mouth.

Ding Yuan was unconscious, correcting his movements over and over again, opening the book at any time to read, and only devoting himself to sword practice.

Sometimes there will be a flash of inspiration in my mind, and I suddenly feel that I have never seen this trick before.

Before I knew it, I spent a month in this courtyard.

He was already able to lift the leg with ease with one hand. The people who laughed at him before no longer sneered at him, but only had deep admiration, got up on time every morning, practiced until late at night, and basically watched everything when they ate and drank.

Those basic sword techniques are becoming more and more proficient in his hands.

"What are you looking at?".

A voice sounded in his ears, startling the caretakers who were probing their brains.

Yunxiao walked in from outside the courtyard gate, frowned and glanced at Ding Yuan, who was practicing swords in the courtyard, sneered, and said to himself: "If you continue to practice like this, I'm afraid it will be difficult to win, but it's better for Yun Lan to go, and it will be a disaster to stay here, in case this kid really has practiced, when the time comes, he will defeat that waste, and his position as the sect master will be suspended again."

The cheats he gave Yunxiao have also been modified, and if he practices according to the cheats, he will definitely not make any progress, but he can't change it too obviously, otherwise grandpa can endure him when he sees the last time, and if he can't help it one day, it'll be over.

Yunxiao thought about it, be on the safe side, and beat this kid for ten days and half a month.

Thinking of this, he walked into the hospital and said, "It seems that you have practiced well, I'll guide you."

The weasel gave the chicken a New Year's greeting, but he didn't have a good heart.

Ding Yuan was thinking about it, and suddenly a sword stabbed out in the sky in front of him, and the sword was already powerful before it was unsheathed.

Hurriedly jumped to the side, the sword turned sharply and knocked down Ding Yuan's leg, and immediately a heart-piercing pain came up from his leg.

Before it was over, he received several heavy blows all over his body, and he almost fell to the ground in pain and couldn't stand up.

The sword moves that Ding Yuan practiced this month had no effect at all, should he be beaten or beaten, and inadvertently blocked a sword, and there was a muffled sound.

Yunxiao laughed and said, "This sword stall is good, come again."

The sword moves in his hand were frequent, chasing Ding Yuan all over the yard, and finally he couldn't support it anymore and fell to the ground.

Yunxiao leaned over and smiled: "There is growth, but it is not enough."

Where did you grow, it was completely beaten up.

"What is this, labor and management still have a trick?"

Yunxiao was stunned.

At this time, Ding Yuan held a breath of evil breath in his heart, and suddenly pounced on Yunxiao's ear and bit Yunxiao's ear and didn't let go.

There was a heart-rending cry from the clouds: "Someone come and take him away for me."

A few disciples came over, tearing and biting at Ding Yuan, this sound alarmed Yun Lan in the room, and when he looked over, he saw a bunch of people rolling together, Yun Xiao covered his ears and shouted, and suddenly felt a lot more refreshed in his heart, and snorted out with a chuckle.

Yunxiao was in a hurry, the spirit leaf on his chest flashed, and a green light burst out from the seal in his hand.

Ding Yuan's upper and lower teeth were pried open by a wooden stick, and then thrown onto the distant stone wall.

"Bang", with a bang, completely fainted.

"Look him dead, can't let him run", Yunxiao roared, covering his bleeding ears and rushing out of the yard angrily.

At night, the sky is full of stars.

Ding Yuan got up from under the stone wall, and his whole body was covered with a sharp tearing pain.

Slowly crawled to the room, climbed into bed again, didn't have the strength to eat, just wanted to die, and die in bed.

The sound of breathing gradually evened out, and I fell asleep.

Every day before dawn, the two caretakers would probe their brains to see if Ding Yuan had come out to practice swords.

One of them yawned and said, "Yesterday's meal was good, if you can still get up, I will give you this month's money, if you can't get up, you can give me your money."

"Get out, it's beautiful to think, I'm afraid I won't be able to get up in ten days and half a month, and I'm still practicing swords, and it's difficult to walk."

As soon as the two of them finished speaking, they suddenly heard the sound of the door opening in their ears.

At first, he was stunned, and then he looked into the courtyard, and the swarthy figure limped out of the room, first holding on to the big tree in the courtyard and slowing down, and then picking up the wooden stick and dancing the sword move, every two or three moves, he held on to the big tree for a while.

Two people are dumbfounded, can this also move?

Ding Yuan was covered in tearing pain, none of those injuries were good, fortunately he was not broken bones, in addition to defeating the waste of the Broken Sect, he had one more goal, one day he had to trample the clouds under his feet. Ask him: Is there much progress in labor and management?

Yun Lan was woken up by the sound outside the door, she had slept very lightly this month, and the pimple in her heart had eased a little since Yunxiao was bitten on the ear yesterday, listening to the sound of sword practice outside the door, she suddenly had a strange feeling, she couldn't hate that person anymore, and she only sympathized.

She couldn't tell.

The sky gradually whitened, and through the window, you could see the limp figure, although the swordsmanship was standard, but there were many flaws in it, and it was completely useless.

Heartbeat.

The two guards at the door changed shifts, and the two newcomers stood at the entrance of the courtyard to watch Ding Yuan practice swordsmanship, and sneered: "There are a lot of flaws in this swordsmanship, and when you fight with that waste of the Luoluo Sect, there will definitely be death and no life, but it's a pity that Yunlan's little beauty, this time I really want to marry the Luoluo Sect."

Yun Lan was shocked, married to the Luoluo Sect? Could it be that grandpa really agreed to them?

His lips trembled slightly, and he unconsciously thought of his father.

If my father and mother are still alive, how can I let myself marry into the Luoluo Sect.

That waste of the Luoluo Sect must be the son of their second elder, that prodigal son has already become famous, how can he marry that kind of person?

Raised his eyes again and glanced at Ding Yuan's figure, and was stunned for a long time.

Biting his lip slightly, he walked out of the room.

"You come in"

Ding Yuan was stunned when he heard the voice, and turned his head to see that he was indeed calling himself.

In my heart, this girl won't have murderous intentions.

After thinking about it, he said, "You just stand there and say, I'll listen."

Yun Lan frowned slightly, turned around and entered the door after a while, and closed the door again.

She just wants to shrink here now and not see anyone, just like this for the rest of her life.

Ding Yuan scratched his head and practiced the sword again, that little girl was very good-looking, but she didn't expect to have the same bad stomach as his brother, she was beaten by Yunxiao yesterday, and if she was beaten again today, what would it be.

Ding Yuan had already thought clearly when he was beaten yesterday, such a place is not suitable for him, and when he wins the waste, he can let them leave on the condition of not marrying this little girl, and the world is so big that he can't go.

In the evening, the remnant sun is like blood.

Ding Yuan was eating.

A figure walked in through the door.

It was Yun Lan, Ding Yuan unconsciously retreated to the side of the bed and quietly pinched the wooden stick.

Yun Lan didn't say anything, looked at a table of scraps, reached out and picked up the Taiyi Sword Record on the table and was about to go out.

"Don't move, put it down for me"

Ding Yuan yelled at her figure.

"This sword book is flawed, and it's useless for you to practice for a lifetime."

Ding Yuan was stunned, and his mind was blank. watched Yun Lan take the sword book away.

It's useless? I've been practicing for nothing this month?

I don't know why, I feel very uncomfortable, but I feel that it doesn't matter, as if it should be like this, I have no way, I came to this world inexplicably, and I have weird spirit patterns, I am lucky enough, I can't take all the benefits by myself, I have to pay some price, and I let out a long sigh.

Sleepless all night, he had to practice his sword the next morning, he had no choice, even if it was useless, he had to practice, this was the only hope, as long as he could get out of here, he could survive, survive first and then find a way.

Yun Lan lit the lamp overnight and filled in all the missing parts of the sword spectrum one by one.

The only one who can prevent herself from marrying into the Luoluo Sect is him, she put all the treasures on Ding Yuan, and if Ding Yuan fails, she will jump off the cliff. One is dead.

The hope is to go out, go out to find Fang Zhizhi, ask who those who killed their parents are, and then take revenge one by one.

Ding Yuan practiced those useless swords in a dejected manner, not knowing where the hope was.

Yun Lan came out of the room, took the sword book and whispered, "I'll help you make it up."

Throw it at Ding Yuan's feet.

Ding Yuan was stunned, glanced at the person who walked into the room, leaned over and picked up the sword book on the ground, wiped the sweat on his face with his sleeve, and went into the room to take a closer look at what he hadn't practiced.

It's a day.

On the second day, the figure in the courtyard rose earlier. I practiced more diligently, and I had in my hand the hope of being able to live.