The center of the tribe in the south, the temple in the south.

Hearing the sound of the dragon's groan, a vigorous sword light suddenly shot out from the hall, connecting the sky and the earth, forming a giant sword that reached the sky, descending to the mountains and pointing to the sky.

In the middle of the giant sword, a small white sword suddenly shot out.

As soon as the sword shadow was born, it flew near the altar.

When the small white sword stood steady, the sword shadow slowly overflowed, and the smoke was swirling, black and white evolved, and gradually turned into a gray figure.

This person is dressed in a gray robe, with a middle-aged face, thin cheeks, and a bun on his head, just like a Taoist in Tai'an Country.

With the Yuan Zhi sword, with the sword shadow to distract the mind, such a means, the ghosts and gods are unpredictable, the virtual and the real are born together, and there is only one person in the entire Nanli tribe.

This is the first person who alarmed the Nanli tribe - Guardian Elder Han Shi.

"Lan Yun, nine stars of root bones, three stars of qi and blood, nine stars of understanding!

Elder Boyang trembled and announced the final result, although he knew that the following matters were no longer up to him.

After a while, an old man with a wide face and a fat body hurried over.

He has white temples, a long beard hanging down, a kind appearance, wearing a wide-sleeved gray robe, and a black phoenix embroidered on the left and right sides of the robe, which is the patriarch of the Nanli tribe, Boli.

"Lan Yun, your natural wealth is rare in the world. The old man awards you to enter the Nanli Hall and choose two volumes of inheritance secret books. ”

Elder Han Shi stood in mid-air, staring at it for a moment before slowly speaking. A cold voice sounded, spreading throughout the Nanli tribe.

Many of the people who had not come to watch poked their heads out and looked into the air with surprised expressions on their faces.

"What Elder Han said is reasonable. Patriarch Boli responded respectfully, turned around and raised the panicked child, "Lan Yun, you haven't thanked the guardian elder yet, this is your great opportunity and great fortune, don't miss it!"

Lan Yun is young and does not know the depth. His father, Lan Fu, hurriedly rushed to the altar, pulled him up and bowed his head, and thanked him for the earth-shattering gift.

Whether it is the guardian elder Han Shi or the patriarch Boli of the Nanli tribe, they are all unattainable nobles for poor families like them.

Not to mention the inheritance of the Nanli Temple, which is not given by the clansmen who have made important contributions to the Nanli tribe, it is extremely precious.

Elder Han Shi nodded, his body turned, and he turned into a white sword light and flew back to the Nanli Hall.

The heavenly giant sword on the hall slowly dissipated, and the sword light disappeared, revealing the blue sky and clear white clouds.

This year's witchcraft enlightenment ceremony finally came to an end under the unbelievable gaze of everyone.

The shining stars during this period have left indelible memories for everyone, enough to boast about countless years after dinner.

......

Three days later, the Nanli tribe spread the praises everywhere, telling the legendary story of Lan Yun.

It is said that he found two inheritance secret books in the Nanli Palace, called "Three Light Sword Methods" and "Non-Zhuan Xuangong", both of which are first-class exercises.

"Anan, my mother heard about you...... Your qualifications are all one-star?" Lan Xi hesitated again and again, but still touched Xiao Nan's little head and said worriedly.

"Mother...... Don't listen to those people's nonsense, although Anan is only one star, he will definitely not be worse than others. Xiao Nan didn't know how to explain to Lan Xi, and organized the language to try to convince her.

"My mother knows that Anan will continue to work hard and will be successful in the future. Lan Xi couldn't bear to touch his little head, and a reluctant smile appeared on his face.

She must not believe it in her heart, but she does not want to make her child sad.

"Mother, don't worry! Anan is very powerful, very powerful!" Xiao Nan raised his small fist and pretended to be innocent.

Lan Xi stroked his little nose, nodded happily, and turned around, but his eyes were wet with tears.

Now there are only two orphans and widows left in this family, and the only hope is that Xiao Nan will succeed in his cultivation in the future, and maybe he can find the missing Xiao Jiu and reunite the happy time of a family of three.

However, the talent of one star ...... In this life, he is destined to be only an ordinary ordinary person. It's really providential like a knife, creating and making people.

"Ahem...... cough ......" Lan Xi suddenly coughed, raised his hand and covered his mouth and nose with his cuffs.

"Mother, what's wrong with you?" Xiao Nan asked nervously, his little face raised and full of worry.

"Ahem, my mother is fine, my mother is tired and needs to rest. Lan Xi squeezed out a smile and covered the little blood on his cuffs.

She touched Xiao Nan's forehead lovingly and walked into the inner room to rest. In the middle, there was a weak coughing sound from time to time.

She thought she was covering it up well, but how could she deceive Xiao Nan.

There is a portrait hanging in the main hall of the house, and an incense burner is placed on the lower side, and the smoke curls up. In the painting is a middle-aged Taoist priest with a kind face, holding a sword and looking into the distance.

This portrait was made by Xiao Jiu, and the person in the painting seems to be the ancestor of the Xiao family.

Xiao Nan stood on tiptoe and put on a sandalwood stick, only to feel that the eyes of the Taoist priest in the painting seemed to be full of sadness. He suddenly felt excited and walked into his room.

"How many years have you been in this world?" he sat on a small bamboo stool, habitually cocking Erlang's legs.

"It's been three years, and I've almost forgotten that I've been born again. The father and mother of this world have been completely integrated into my life, and I can't do without it. ”

"Daddy, Daddy, where have you been, are you really ...... Dead?"

He trembled and touched the gourd pendant on his chest, and the two planks in the corner of the house opened to reveal the deep cellar.

The entire mansion was built by Xiao Jiu himself, brick by brick, wall by tile.

After half a year, Xiao Jiu not only built a bamboo courtyard, but also refined it into a quasi-witch weapon through secret methods.

Most of the facilities in the bamboo yard can be controlled through the control hub, the gourd pendant.

And all this is Xiao Jiu's birth gift to Xiao Nan, and it took him half a year to teach him how to use it.

However, now the gourd pendant is still there, the bamboo yard is still there, and the fence is looking forward, but there is no news of the deceased.

Xiao Nan walked down the cellar step by step.

Inside is all the treasures of Xiao liquor - a jar even through clay pottery, linen cloth and yellow clay, you can smell the rich aroma of the thousand days red.

The so-called thousand days of red, after a thousand days of wine, retreat from the cocoon and turn into a butterfly, drink it in the mouth, and be red in the heart.

It's a real brew.

Although there are many remnants of Xiao wine, since then, it has been an altar to open, one less altar, one altar to drink, and one altar to pain.

Xiao Nan chose the nearest jar of Thousand Days Red, pried open the sealed cloth vigorously, picked up the wine grape and gently scooped half a spoonful, and brought it to his mouth to taste.

It was the first time he had drunk alcohol since he was reborn. The fragrance is fragrant, and the wine is sorrowful, as if it has turned into a fire burning and flowing in the stomach.

"I finally understood that there was a thought in the world that could not be described in words, rough and sad. ”

Maybe it's the nostalgia for the past life, maybe it's the nostalgia for this life, maybe it's ...... It was because of the intertwining of the past life and the present life that he suddenly realized the confusion of the future.

In this quiet and hesitation, in silence and loneliness, he drank quietly and was drunk unconsciously.

He had fallen in love with the smell of wine, with the smell of earth and saffron. Smell in the mouth and nose, drunk into the bone marrow.

That night, Xiao Nan fell asleep in the cellar. Wake up tomorrow with a new version of yourself, never as fragile and sentimental as tonight.

"I hope that one day, I can stand on the top of the world and let everyone look up to me. Because, only I, who am invincible in the world, can truly protect my relatives. ”