Just as Minsa lived in the village at the foot of the sacred mountain, he was waiting for the time when the three major sects would continue to recruit new disciples again. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoAt noon on this day, at the border city entrance of Qingcheng, a beautiful young man with a golden whip came to Zongma.

Although his appearance is not extremely handsome and beautiful, his straight posture is as radiant as a green pine and aspen, and the look in his eyes is also calm, neither humble nor arrogant.

In particular, the horsewhip in his hand, the one-inch gold-inlaid buckle, symbolizes his status as the son of a wealthy family. He rode on his horse, controlling the speed of his travel, sometimes looking left and right, as if waiting for something.

It wasn't until a man dressed in plain clothes who looked like a shopkeeper approached him that the young man on the horse settled down, dismounted, and walked on, getting closer and closer to the oncoming man.

"It's raining, and Childe came from afar, can you bring an umbrella?" The shopkeeper asked.

"I have an umbrella, but now I am missing a clean place to stay, I don't know where the store is?" The young man asked.

"Childe, please come with me." The shopkeeper smiled slightly, then turned to the front and led the young man forward.

All the way around the circle, finally into a really clean street, there is an elegant inn in the alley, a single alley and a single courtyard, it seems that it is specially for the preference for clean, afraid of people to disturb the guest temporarily.

The young man was brought into the inn by the shopkeeper, and fed the horses himself, and then he asked for an upper room, told the shopkeeper not to come in and disturb him, and closed the door to rest.

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A few hours later, as it grew dark, a nondescript chariot drove out of the back door of the inn. The carriage was very light and tried not to attract the attention of others, with a steady coachman on board and a young man in the middle of the carriage.

The man in this car was the young man with the golden whip, and at this moment he had changed his appearance when he entered the inn, and he had also changed his outfit, and under the control of the coachman, he did not know what direction to go.

The inside of the car is completely enclosed, and the two small windows are just fictitious. The inside of the curtain is also closed, and the occupants of the car cannot be opened from the inside, so the car looks comfortable from the outside, but in fact it is stronger than a prison.

The young man in the car has long been accustomed to this feeling of suffocation. He closed his eyes slightly, and felt that the carriage had turned a few corners, walked through the sand and waded through a section of water, and the speed of the carriage was very fast, but the coachman controlled it very steadily, and there was no very bumpy feeling.

Sitting in this kind of car, the youth has become uncontrollable and habitually memorizes the approximate route, the approximate time. It's not that he wants to deliberately find out something, but the habit since childhood, like those training in life and death, is deeply rooted in his heart.

As soon as the closed door closed, the sound of horses' hooves began to sound, and every part of the march was imprinted in his mind.

Half a day passed, and the carriage finally began to slow down, and the young man heard the sound of a gate opening. The loudness of this heavy sound indicates that the door is coming from a medium-sized gatehouse.

Once inside the gate, the carriage moved more slowly. I only heard the coachman say outside: "Childe, it's here." ”

This was the first time the coachman had spoken to him, and as soon as he finished speaking, the carriage had come to a complete stop. The curtain was lifted, and the door, which was closed inside, was also opened from the outside by the driver.

The young man in the car did not open his eyes immediately, because according to his inference, it was almost the end of the second day, and it must have been dawn. And he's been in the dark for too long, and he needs a moment for his eyes to get used to.

So he sat firmly in the car for a moment, felt the surrounding environment with an empty consciousness, and then slowly opened his eyes. Sure enough, as he expected, it happened to be the time when the sun was rising and the light was shining.

The young man opened his eyes and got out of the car, while quickly scanning the environment here, and found that it was not much different from what he expected. This is a manor, covering a small area, but there are a lot of gardens, lakes, rockeries, forests and stones.

The coachman had turned away, and the young man had not even seen his face. Of course, he doesn't need to look at the real thing, because they don't necessarily use the real face.

A person dressed as an attendant had already greeted the mansion, and he bowed politely to the young man and said, "Childe, please come here." ”

The young man followed the attendant into the backyard, which was more secluded and silent than the frontyard. In the front yard, there was the chirping of birds in the trees, and the sound of fish jumping into the water. But the backyard is without flowers, birds, water and fish, and only they can be heard slightly enough, but at the moment they seem very clear footsteps, one after the other, very light.

Such footsteps also revealed that the attendants leading this young man were all top masters like this young man, and they were not just ordinary attendants.

After going around the corridor and coming to the door of a room, the attendant stretched out his hand and made a "please" gesture, and without saying a word, turned and left.

The young man stood in front of the door and paused, his eyes down, as if he had to muster up a great deal of courage before he dared to enter. He took a deep breath before pushing the door open.

The moment the door opened, he had heard a voice he hadn't heard in years, but it was all too familiar. The voice said calmly, "You're here." It was this voice that made him both awe and awe.

"Master!" When the young man entered the door, he bowed down and bowed down in the middle of the mouth.

The door doesn't need to be closed, because this room, this courtyard, this whole mansion are their sphere of influence, they are a whole, there are no secrets to speak of.

The two people who stood and knelt down were none other than the Ghost Face Military Master and the Remnant who came from the Tomb.

Ever since I still have my memory, I have been with Master all day long, or to be precise, with Master's training. And since he entered the army at the age of seventeen, although he has written many letters, the two have never met again, and it has been nine years.

"Get up." The Ghost-Faced Advisor's expression moved slightly, and he turned around and said.

Still Shu stood up and looked at the master's long-lost ghost mask, terrifying and amiable.

After all, he was the only relative he had been involved in for many years since he could remember, until he left the training place and entered Yunling. I don't know what Master thinks, but he is the only person in his life who has remembered the first seventeen years.

The ghost face of the ghost face military master is a full ghost face, a ghost face that has never been seen clearly. It is said to be a mask, but in fact, this mask is so delicate that it resembles a human face. The skin was attached to his face, causing his skin and facial features to shrink to the point of being almost invisible.

Therefore, when outsiders look at it, they can only see the ghost-faced military division's face with no facial features and a miserable white skin.

"This time you went to the Evergreen Sect, what kind of identity did Yunling set for you?" The Ghost Face Master asked directly, there was no emotion in his voice, and it was impossible for the ghost face to carry any emotion.

"His name is Xuan Ze, and his life experience has not yet been set, because none of the informants in Yunling have been divided into the Evergreen faction in the division of the three factions." He replied.

"Excellent! Then I'll give you Xuanze's life experience. (To be continued.) )