Fengxinggu wants to use these sixteen high-rise buildings to control this huge river and lake; The emperor wanted to grasp the changes in the rivers and lakes through the news of Guò Fengxinggu.

Chivalry is forbidden by force. This is an indelible contradiction between the imperial court and the rivers and lakes

As for whether the emperor's wishful thinking can be launched? Can you really rely on the first floor of the star to coordinate the whole valley? To avoid being too naïve.

Baili Fengqing thought, what are the places that his master is familiar with?

But after thinking about it, there were really only a few places where the people in the popular valley settled at that time. Many of those places were built by buildings at that time, but some of them have moved out for some reason.

Lelou is one, Yuelou is one, the palace is one, and there are two places, one is the main altar of the Demon Sect, which is naturally not the territory of Fengxing Valley now, but 20 years ago, it was still an uninhabited deep mountain and old forest, and they were also taken by the master and settled there.

There is also one place, which has now been closed for some reason. It's the Valley of the Wind itself.

Wind Valley, in fact, should be called Wind Valley. I don't know for some strange reason, the wind never blows at the bottom of the valley, only on the valley, but the wind here is surprisingly strong, when they are small, sometimes look up at the sky, the wind above is almost fast can be used as a blade, they have seen a bird, for some reason hanging down from the valley, when passing through the wind belt, it is as if it has been overrun by thousands of knives.

Looking at the sky in the valley, there is no sun in the day, and no moon in the night. Only a patch was blurred by the violent wind bands.

Everyone in the Wind Valley thinks that the world is like this, the people are simple and simple, and the uncivilized is pitiful. The people of this village are like a group of frogs living at the bottom of a well, ignorant and happy.

Until one day, a group of children accidentally found a strangely dressed person by the lake, and they carried him back to the village, woke him up with herbs, and warmly entertained him.

That strange man was his master.

His master has been recuperating in the valley since then, and sometimes he will tell them stories from outside, at first just a few of them children are listening, but slowly, as soon as his master starts to tell stories, the whole village, regardless of men, women and children, will carry small benches and look at him with expectant eyes.

I don't know who started it, but some people began to ask his master to teach children to read.

Maybe the time to recuperate was too boring, so he took the child.

After that, more and more people sent children here, and there were only 16 children in the village, all of whom worshiped his master.

It was the owner of each floor on the sixteenth floor of the later Wind Valley.

His master is really a very wonderful person, these sixteen children, everyone likes different things, each has something that he is not good at. And his master was able to teach them almost to the pinnacle of the path he chose in just five years!

It is true that this has something to do with their extraordinary talent, but if it weren't for the Master, they would probably still be looking at the whirring wind band above in the valley, thinking that it was the sky.

Later, when they came out, Master took them to many places and saw many wonders. The first time they came out of the valley was at night, and when they saw the moon for the first time, they were all amazed that there were still things hanging in the sky!!

But it's a pity that they finally got out of the valley, but if they want to go in again, unless they want to be overshadowed by the Ten Thousand Wind Blades.

So how did they come out? In fact, Baili is also thinking about this problem. His memories of Izuya were a little blurry, but the sixteen of them had a common dream in which the master played the taiguqin, attracting a colorful phoenix and carrying their sixteen children through the wind blade belt with the master.

Because this picture is too mythical. They have always admired him as a myth.

So if Baizhu can play the Taiguqin again, the phoenix may come to hear the sound again.

Then you can go back to the valley and take out the rest of the valley.

But the premise of this is that Baizhu can play the guqin well and attract phoenixes.

Yuelou, one person and one sword, dances under the moon. The courtyard under the moonlight is like stagnant water, and the atractylodes gradually practiced to the place where the artistic conception is vibrant, and the place where it is waved is like swimming in the water, like an arm command, all in one go.

He had gradually sensed something, and stepped into the door of the warrior.

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As time passed, the size of Atractylodes slowly grew, from a child, to a small teenager.

Baili Fengqing said: "If you want to practice something well, you must always think and read it, and you can't leave your body." ”

So from then on, whether it was eating or sleeping, Baizhu would hold the sword.

Thanks to his hard work every day, Baizhu is now fully proficient in this set of swordsmanship, and can already guide the flow of most of the internal forces in his body.

It's the rhythmic aspect

Baizhu is a very diligent person, and everything that the master explains will be completed conscientiously, and the practice of the Taiguqin is the same.

It's one thing to just practice, it's another to play. He can play the tune smoothly, but there is no emotion in it.

It's really distressing.

One day when Baizhu was 14 years old, Baili Fengqing suddenly said: "Shu'er, your current swordsmanship and internal strength are already first-class in the rivers and lakes, but they lack actual combat. Now Master is taking you to a place where there are many masters. It's just that Shu'er must remember that everything is important to his own life, and those people are not good people, if there is any dangerous moment, just take action. ”

"Yes!" Baizhu said holding the sword.

Baili Fengqing handed over the prayer post, and grandly stepped on the main hall of the Demon Sect with Baijutsu.

I heard that someone came to the door to compete, which is tantamount to being kicked out of the gym. Kick the hall and kick the hall, and hand over the post in a serious way - this is really new to the Demon Sect. From the left and right protectors of the Dharma, the Blue Dragon, the White Tiger, the Vermilion Bird, and the four hall masters, to the thirteen caves of the Demon Sect, all came to see the excitement. The Demon Sect Leader looked at the post in his hand with a smile, and then looked at His Highness's people, a weak young man and a little kid. Who's going to challenge?

The demon sneered, "Which one of the Holy Sect are you going to challenge?" ”

Baili Fengqing smiled, and bowed without humility or arrogance: "I also ask the sect master to invite the masters of your church sword." ”

Monster raised an eyebrow: "All? ”

"Thank you very much."

"The sect leader also knows the sword." The demon said, "Do you dare to compare? ”

Baili looked at Baizhu.

Baizhu actually didn't have a bottom in his heart, he just held the sword, and felt that he had practiced for so long, and he felt that he was a little bit of a newborn calf who was not afraid of tigers: "Please." ”

"Oh? Is this the doll? Magic smiled in surprise, "Interesting! Interesting! ”

The sword of Baizhu is very ordinary, it is the one he often uses, there are many, many more of the same sword, and the swords he has broken over the years can even be piled up into a small hill. The length of these swords is about the same, and at a glance you know that they are carved out of a mold, but the length gradually increases as the Baizhu grows taller.

The demonic sword can't be ordinary, it's a peerless divine weapon, and it used to be chased by people in the martial arts.

The confrontation between the two was unusually short, almost a flash of sword light, and the sword of Baizhu broke in half. The onlookers burst into laughter, and only the magic looked at Baizhu thoughtfully and said, "What's your name?" ”

"Atractylodes."

"Would you like to join my Holy Sect?"

There was silence all around.

Most of the Demon Sect disciples couldn't help but want to blurt out: What? Is the Sect Master stupid?! If you want to pull this doll who was cut off by the sword with one move, you will join the sect?!

Of course, the sect leader is not stupid. The Monster knew very well how fast his sword was. This doll can be blocked with a sword, which is already powerful, and what is even more powerful is that the sword qi erupted from the sword blade and skill did not hurt him at all! - There is only one reason for this, this young man is not only good at swordsmanship, but also his internal strength is not lower than his.

This conclusion is really not enough to describe the talent for a child of his age.

Baizhu really did what his master wished, and he competed with many masters.

It's just not better than not knowing, and it's more frightening than not! Most of those who are higher than him are not as strong as him, and most of those who are deeper than him are not as good as his swordsmanship—most people only have time to study it. And the tall and deep one is just a strange one. From this point of view, the strength of Baizhu is improving rapidly!

Baizhu thought that he had won, and the master should be very happy, or say: Well, Shu'er can stand alone. Let's go down the mountain. - Words like this.

But Master didn't seem very happy. Feeling a little disappointed - what are you disappointed about? Baizhu's heart was empty.

At night, they were invited to rest in the Demon Sect and live in the guest room, Bai Zhu thought that the master seemed to have some unhappy looks, and he couldn't sleep, so he secretly ran out with his sword, ready to go to Baili Fengqing, and wanted to walk around and chat with the master while the moonlight was shining.

It's just that by chance, I suddenly saw a figure, very familiar, but for a while I couldn't remember who it was, the figure was holding something in his hand, and walked forward.

Baizhu walked over curiously: "Hey! ”

The figure walked forward as if it hadn't heard.

Baizhu followed.

That person kept walking, and Baizhu was idle and bored. It wasn't until he came to an attic that the man finally stopped, and Baizhu got closer, and saw the person's face clearly—it was Yueji!

Speaking of Yueji, I really haven't seen her for a long time. It seems that it started from that time when he was punished by the master to go to the secret room. Later, Baizhu also asked about Yueji, but the master said that he was transferred elsewhere.

Did you get here?! That's right! I've heard Master say that the Demon Sect also has our people.

It's just that Yueji is too bad! Is the food of the Demon Cult so bad? Sallow-skinned and blank eyes - almost like a puppet.