Seven days later, the city of organs, the hall.

Today is an extremely important day for the Mo family. Yan Dan will become the giant of the Mo family, Yan Hong will become the commander of the Mo family, and at the age of eighteen, he will enter the forbidden land of the Mo family to experience and practice, as long as he succeeds in passing guò, he will take over as the giant of the Mo family.

The stands on both sides of the hall are already full of friends, the representatives of the hundreds of schools of thought are sitting in the front row, and the rest are the disciples of the Mo family, all the people gathered together just to witness one thing, the ninth generation of the head of the Mo family, one of the two great scholars in the world, stepped down, and the tenth generation of the head officially succeeded to the throne, everyone present was solemn and solemn, and they carried out this solemn ceremony together.

"Today, my Mo family invites all the friends of the hundred schools of thought to witness here, and the tenth generation head of the Mo family officially took over [Mo Mei] and became the new giant of my Mo family!"

"Yan Dan, take the sword-" Although the giant was extremely solemn when he spoke, there was a faint kindness in his eyes.

"Yan Dan, take the sword-" Yan Dan looked solemn, his tone was solemn, and he knelt on one knee and held the sword in both hands.

"Today, Yan Dan, a disciple of the Mo family, officially took over the position of the tenth generation of the Mo family, and I hope you will remember that [both love and non-justice] will carry forward my Mo family.

"No! In this life, the disciple must take the glory of the Mo family as his own responsibility, and he will not dare to slack off in the slightest. ”

"The world is white and I am the only black, not attacking the ink door and loving life"

"The world is white and I am the only black, not attacking the ink door and loving life"

Next, Yan Dan put on the [Moyun Robe] created by Mo Zhai, the ancestor of the Mo family, this robe is a thick ink color, there are cyan auspicious clouds at the bottom, and there is a unicorn roaring sky map behind it, what kind of material is made of it has long been lost, only know that it can block the sword, can avoid the cold and heat, and can avoid the rain and dust, and it is extremely precious that the giants of the Mo family in the past dynasties took over the [Mo Mei] and [Mo Yun Robe] at the same time when they succeeded to the throne, so far the succession ceremony of the head of the family has been officially completed.

After the ceremony, the people of the hundred families gradually left, leaving only Confucianism, and the Zongheng family still remained in the organ city.

As soon as he returned to calm, Yan Hong walked alone on the plank road, and suddenly he saw Nian Duan standing there alone on the platform in front of him, looking at the sea of clouds in the distance, quietly looking dignified and beautiful.

"Godmother, why are you here alone?"

"Hong'er, it's nothing to be a mother, but I'm a little bored in my heart and want to be alone and quiet, since you're here, it's good to accompany my mother."

"Good!" I still have great respect for this mother-in-law Yan Hong, who loves him so much.

"Hong'er tomorrow-cough-cough, it's going to be ---------"

"Godmother, it's windy here, let's send you back to the room first." Yan Hong saw that Nianduan was coughing and knew that he couldn't stay here for a long time.

"Okay, go back to the room first, and you will talk about it for your mother."

"Good!"

Yan Hong helped Nian Duan back to the room, poured a glass of water for Nian Duan, and used a silver needle to smooth Nian Duan's qi, and after doing this, Nian Duan's face turned ruddy, but it didn't take long for him to talk to Yan Hong, and his face suddenly turned from red to blood red, and Nian Duan only felt that his throat was dry and his limbs were weak.

"Poof-" A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Nian Duan's face instantly turned pale.

"Godmother-what's wrong with you, you're a doctor, why don't you treat it early? Yan Hong had a feeling of panic for the first time since he came to this world, which he had never expected, he had a feeling that his loved ones were about to leave, and his eyes were already red.

"Good boy, you also said that your mother is a doctor, and your condition is clear to you, don't worry." Having said that, but from the situation derived from Yan Hong's pulse, it has been learned that Nian Duan is sick to the bone marrow at this time and cannot support it for a long time, for the first time in his life, Yan Hong revealed his true feelings, leaning on Nian Duan's arms, quietly enjoying the serenity, tranquility, and warmth brought to him by his mother's love, Nian Duan didn't say anything just smiled and looked at Yan Hong, gently stroking his head, in Nian Duan's heart, this is a child's attachment to his mother, and Yan Hong at other times is too mature and too calm, Tao is not like a child, like a man who has gone through the vicissitudes of the world.

"Hong'er, promise me one thing, okay?"

"Godmother, you say, no matter what it is, I will definitely agree."

"If—if, one day my mother is gone, please take care of Rong'er." Although it was an inquiry, there was a hint of pleading in his tone.

Yan Hong was like being devoured by thunder, looked at Nian Duan fixedly, saw the attachment to life in her eyes, the reluctance and love for her and Duanmu Rong, her heart tightened fiercely, tears couldn't stop staying, and she choked up and said, "It's the child who remembers his mother's words, and he must not let Rong'er be hurt at all." ”

"This letter, to you. The other is for Rong'er, and you will open it in twenty years, when a qiē will be revealed, and you will no longer have any doubts in your hearts. The two letters of belief were carefully handed over to Yan Hong and admonished.

"Yes, boy, remember!"

Next, Nian Duan and Yan Hong just chatted quietly, not biological but better than biological children, this pair of mother and son today to the fullest 1 poured out a strong family affection, Yan Hong did not know that today would be the last time they chatted so cordially, the next time they met again, it was already a matter of fact.

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The next day, Yan Hong and Guiguzi embarked on the road to Guigu, Nian Duan dragged the sick body to tearfully say goodbye, Yan Dan gave a six-pointed star pendant to Yan Hong, this is his mother's personal pendant, Yan Hong solemnly put the pendant on his neck is attached to his heart and quietly feels the temperature of his mother, which contains the mother's thoughts and care for the wanderer.

Xunzi personally hung a token on Yan Hong's waist, which was the waist card of the second generation of Confucian disciples, and with this Yan Hong, he really had the identity of a Confucian disciple.

went to Guigu to learn art, Yan Hong went alone, Hongyu stayed in Wujizhuang to control the overall situation, Xie Zhiyun had completely taken over the [Tassel], and all the forces had entered a relatively calm stage, and all forces had entered a dormant period, silently accumulating strength to prepare for the final battle.

Ghost Valley, here in the mountains, there is the formation laid by the first generation of Guiguzi, outsiders trespass into the Ghost Valley only a dead end, ten days later Yan Hong came here, only to see the Ghost Valley in the lush vegetation, between the mountains and mountains occasionally come out a few long ape cry, the morning and twilight rain at the turn of the hundred birds fly together, the mountain stream is crystal clear, the blue waves ripple and the fish leap and butterflies fly, it is really a positive place for self-cultivation to return to the basics.

Came to the ghost valley, there is a boulder in it with a book on it that reads "a rage and the princes are afraid, live in peace and the world rests". This is the self-confidence of Guigu, this is the domineering of the vertical and horizontal, if you want to become a generation of heroes who dominate the world, self-confidence is indispensable, domineering is indispensable, Pang Juan led the Wei State to dominate the world with the pride of dominating the world, Su Qin with the seal of the six countries is with a transcendent self-confidence, and Sun Bin and Zhang Yi are the real generation of masterpieces and the two of them.

From the next few years, Yan Hong will wait quietly here, waiting for the moment when Longxiang will be nine days, and this peerless jade will become a real generation of heroes under the casting of Guiguzi.

When I came to the Guigu, it was already the sunset, [Mingyuxuan] This was built by the first generation of Guiguzi, and after three hundred years, it has been a place for the disciples of the Guigu Valley to learn literature and martial arts. The gift of inheriting heaven and carrying things is obvious, and all living beings under the way of heaven share luck, and each generation of Guigu heirs is a collection of heaven and earth spirits. Inherit the heritage of the earth's veins and go out of the teacher, looking for your own way between the world, under the avenue, the way of heaven is three thousand. All strips can be broken through the sky, and the final achievement only depends on the individual's understanding, roots, and luck to turn up the trajectory of fate, and Yan Hong's fate lies in the fact that since he was born, he has jumped out of the long river of fate, and his fate is no longer in the way of heaven, but hidden in the ethereal avenue.

Outside of [Ming Yuxuan], two teenagers were waiting quietly. As if he had known for a long time that Guiguzi had returned, a man dressed in white with long hair fluttering, although silent but not indifferent, but with a trace of natural breath returning to the basics, making people feel kind, but the qi around the body floated, not peaceful, destined to go through some ups and downs, is his way destined to be thorny everywhere? A man dressed in gray with a hairband on his head, what is even more peculiar is that this young man is young, but he has long gray hair, and his cold and arrogant temperament is daunting, as if he is a lone star falling from the sky, refusing to be friendly and cordial, is his Tao destined to be lonely?

This qiē is known only to them.

And at this moment, the two teenagers are also paying attention to Yan Hong, at this time, Yan Hong is dressed in black and the nobility of the royal family has been well hidden, this is like a silent lake, the surface of the ticket is calm and waveless, but it itself contains a huge potential, and the surrounding qi is also looming and changing all the time, but in the dark follow the established rules under the Heavenly Dao, at least the two teenagers at this time cultivation can not see through him.

"Xiao Zhuang, Nie'er. This is Zhao Huan, he will be your junior brother in the future, you can call him [Zihuan]. "The name Zihuan is agreed upon by Yan Dan, Xunzi, and Guiguzi, that is, it hides Yan Hong's identity as the son of Yan Guo, and the word [Huan] represents majesty and solemnity. Firmness and atmosphere are exactly what Yan Dan expects from Yan Hong.

"Zihuan has seen two senior brothers."

"Zihuan, these are your two senior brothers, Gai Nie and Wei Zhuang." Guiguzi looked at the three of them and said.

"I've seen my junior brother—" The young man who was called Nie Er by Guiguzi replied.

"Oh—there's another one, isn't it? Don't die here, I'm not going to show mercy in the future. With a faint smile, Wei Zhuang said, but he couldn't see any joy in Xiaozhong, only a faint interest and a little ridicule.

"Yes, please ask the two senior brothers for more advice in the future." The tone was calm, calm, and there was no emotion at all, which made Gai Nie and Wei Zhuang surprised and at the same time glanced at Yan Hong.

From this day on, in the following years, life was relatively peaceful, but not dull, and after many years, the circumstances of the three of them were different, but whether it was the arrogant Wei Zhuang, the quiet Gai Nie, or the cold Yan Hong, every time he recalled the days of living together, a faint warmth would emerge in his heart.

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The world is in hand, and I can swim in the world.

The world is decided, and the heart of tomorrow is in hand.