"What about others? Why not stay with us? Nangong Muyue asked suspiciously.

Nangong Wangyue showed a gloomy look: "After I was pregnant with you, I wanted to surprise him, but I didn't tell him, and it turned out to be self-defeating, he left me to compete with others, but I didn't expect the other party to be too insidious, and he actually set a trap to ambush him, after he broke out of the encirclement, he was seriously injured, and he was constantly chased and killed, so he looked for a place to heal his wounds, and came back after more than a year." ”

"Ah, these people are so despicable, what about him? Is the injury serious? Nangong Muyue asked worriedly, she subconsciously thought that her father was seriously injured and died.

"When he came back and learned that I was pregnant, he was furious, scolded me for being shameless, and turned around and left."

Nangong Wangyue's face was full of bitterness: "I awakened the blood of the Moon Rabbit, and the pregnancy period is extremely long, he misunderstood me, thinking that I was secretly married to other men behind his back." ”

"Ah, why don't you explain it to him!" Nangong Muyue's eyes widened, she never thought that her father left her mother for this reason.

Nangong Wangyue gently took Nangong Muyue into her arms, and said melancholy: "How can I explain?" Did you tell him that I was a demon? ”

"Why not? If he really loves you, he will definitely accept you. Nangong Muyue said seriously.

"You don't understand, the human race and the demon race are incompatible, and the hatred engraved into the blood makes it impossible for each other to live in peace at all, if I say that I am a demon clan, if he kills me, what should I do?"

Nangong Muyue had never found that her mother, who had always been strong, had such a weak side, she wrinkled her nose and looked like an old man:

"If he really wants to kill you, our family of three will die together, and it will be better than our mother and mother who depend on each other now, but I think if my mother could have opened everything to tell him the truth, maybe it would have been a different result, at least I'm sure that my brother Su Zhe will never give up on me because I am a demon clan."

Nangong Wangyue was shocked, and a mist rose in her beautiful eyes: "You're right, my mother was too cowardly at the beginning, if I had been braver, maybe it wouldn't be what it is now, I waited for him for more than 30 years, but I didn't wait for him to come back." ”

"Where is he now? We can go to him. ”

Nangong Muyue was extremely enthusiastic, her big eyes were dripping, and she muttered to herself in her heart, I can also go to Brother Su Zhe by the way, my Brother Su Zhe is the most powerful person in the world, so it is impossible for him to die.

"I don't know where he is, after he left me, he went crazy and looked for people to challenge, and at first there was news of him, and then there was no news of him."

Nangong Wangyue burst into tears, there was something she didn't say, she couldn't bear to make her daughter sad.

Over the years, she has continued to expand the power of the Moon Heavenly Palace, asking for news of him everywhere, but there has been no news, maybe he has died a long time ago.

Nangong Muyue heard the subtext, and felt uncomfortable: "Mom, what's Dad's name?" ”

"His surname is Mu, his name is Mu Jianhan, and the people in the rivers and lakes call him a double master!"

……

Zhige City is much larger than Su Zhe imagined, and it can be called a towering city, and it is impossible to see the edge at a glance.

On the street, the crowd rubs shoulders and comes and goes, and the shops on both sides are lined up one after another, and the cries are endless.

Su Zhe walked through the crowd and found that most of the pedestrians were ordinary people, and then he realized that the current form of Zhige City should be the norm that major cities in the martial arts world should have.

Where is it like Yunhai City, even a passer-by is a martial arts master, which makes him mistakenly think that there are no ordinary people in the martial arts world.

The weather has gradually turned colder, watching the city full of lights, pedestrians are full of joy, and occasionally you can hear the sporadic sound of firecrackers, the atmosphere of the festival is much stronger than in the world.

Su Zhe was a little distracted in a trance, it has been almost three months since he came to the martial arts world, and it is about to be the New Year again.

Perhaps Su Zhe was too maverick, although he was dressed in ancient costumes, his short hair was incompatible with the environment around which even children wore their hair in buns, and soon became the focus of attention.

Su Zhe smiled helplessly, this is not good in the martial arts world, except that the monk is bald, regardless of gender, he has long hair.

He had no intention of becoming the target of everyone, and his figure disappeared in a flash, avoiding everyone's gaze, and headed for the huge sword-shaped building in the center of the city.

As he gradually deepened, there were fewer and fewer people on the road, until he came to an area, let's call it the inner city, and the people who appeared were already high-level martial artists, including many monks from the Tianmen Realm.

These people were not like those pedestrians who passed by in a hurry, but more like patrolmen, looking around vigilantly, giving Su Zhe a sense of being on guard.

And ordinary people don't seem to be able to set foot in this field, only wandering around the periphery, looking at what they are accustomed to, it seems that they have long been used to it.

A chill that was countless times colder than the outer city continued to spread outward, Su Zhe looked thoughtfully at the long sword inserted in the center of the city, was it not a building, but a sword of stopping?

The spatial shuttle that he had comprehended when he escaped from Yunhai City played a role at this moment, and his figure flickered suddenly, and when he reappeared, he was already thousands of meters away, avoiding the sight of those patrols.

As it went deeper and deeper, the temperature became lower and lower, and there were fewer and fewer patrols, and with Su Zhe's physical strength at the moment, he actually felt a cold and biting chill.

After a little operation, those chills entered Su Zhe's body, and Star Swirl began to spin, transforming the cold into a trace of star power, and suddenly felt comfortable, and the chill dissipated a lot.

It's just that the star power transformed by this cold qi turned out to be white, and it was not allowed to enter the dantian where the star liquid was located, but instead entered the dantian condensed by the dark origin.

Su Zhe was always wary of the power of the dark source power and did not dare to use it recklessly.

He had done experiments, and once he used the power of the dark source, he was surrounded by a heavy black mist, which looked like an evil spirit, which was extremely terrifying.

Su Zhe has always thought of himself as a righteous gentleman, and although the black mist gave him a very powerful feeling, he subconsciously repulsed him.

Even in the face of the Nine Eagles' combined blow, he would rather use a fatal blow than use the power that made his senses extremely bad.

If you are mistaken for an evil demon, you will definitely not be allowed to be decent, and Mochizuki Heavenly Palace will definitely not accept that you are with Mu Yue and Qingjin.

As Su Zhe got closer and closer to the Optimus Greatsword, the surroundings were already empty, and presumably those patrols couldn't withstand the extreme cold here.

It wasn't until Su Zhe stood in front of a snow-covered snow-capped mountain, looking at the towering giant sword with his head held high, and his eyes showed a look of shock.

There had never been a moment when he felt so small, the snow-capped mountains of hundreds of thousands of zhang in size were majestic enough, but they could only accommodate one tip of the towering giant sword.

The shape of the sword is atmospheric and simple, the surface is dull and dull, and there is no edge, but it has a sense of vicissitudes of life and peace.

Wisps of sword intent are pervasive, with a heroic aura that is inviolable to all evils, making people feel ashamed of their filth and open-minded at the same time.

This is the sword intent of the Zhige Sword, the atmosphere of accepting all rivers, the heroic mind, the concentration without distractions, and the tolerance of compassion for the world.

Su Zhe's eyes showed a look of enlightenment, looking at a climbing staircase that suddenly appeared in front of him, is this Dongfang Zhige's mind?

As long as you can withstand the sword intent of the Zhige Sword, you can obtain the inheritance of the Zhige Sword, but I don't know why for so many years, no one can get the recognition of the Zhige Sword.

With a pilgrimage-like mood, Su Zhe climbed the mountain step by step along the stairs.

When he climbed the first step, he instantly understood why, after so many years, no one had been able to get the approval of the sword.

If you want to be recognized by the Zhige Sword, you need a selfless fraternity mind that takes saving the common people in the world as its own responsibility, and there can be no selfish distractions in your heart.

He is not a saint, he has his own selfish thoughts, he has his own people who he wants to protect, and he has always been a narrow nationalist.

To put it bluntly, this girl is an angry young man, he has a strong Chinese national complex, and he is full of malice towards any nation and country other than China.

This is very different from the sword intent of the Zhige Sword, which has a strong rejection of him, making him have to use his strength to eat milk every step he takes.

But this also stimulated the arrogance in his bones, he didn't believe that he couldn't even walk under the sword on the top of the mountain, and the sword intent that had been latent since breaking through the Heavenly Gate came out of his body, and the sword intent of the Zhige Sword was-for-tat.

Deep at the bottom of the snowy mountain, the sword slave's cloudy eyes burst with essence, and he watched with great interest as Su Zhe climbed to the top of the mountain step by step.

He didn't know Su Zhe at this moment, but he didn't delay him from watching a lively scene while protecting Ning Chengcheng.

Yes, it's lively, he doesn't think that Su Zhe has the possibility of being able to obtain the inheritance of the Zhige Sword.

For 10,000 years, every generation of Tianjiao in the martial arts world has come to Zhige City to get the inheritance of Dongfang Zhige, but unfortunately no one has been able to climb to the top of the mountain and walk under the Zhige Sword, let alone obtain the Zhige inheritance.

The sword level is nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine, and the sword intent of each upper layer increases by one, and above the nine thousand nine hundred layers, the sword intent will double every time the last ninety-nine layers go up.

He had the blood of the Dongfang family, and he was still concentrating on sword cultivation, but he still stopped at the nine thousand nine hundred and three layers, unable to go under the sword.

What's more, it was just a futile effort to walk under the sword, but it was just a waste of effort to not be able to hold the sword.

This has to be said to be the sorrow of the Dongfang family, for so many years, no one in each generation of the Dongfang family has awakened to the bloodline of Dongfang Zhige.

All of them awakened were the bloodlines of their grandmother Leng Xue'er—extremely cold bloodlines.

Ning Chengcheng is the only awakened person in the Dongfang family who has awakened the dual bloodlines of Dongfang Zhige and Leng Xue'er, so he has the greatest hope of obtaining the inheritance of the Zhige Sword.

But it's just a hope, and it's still unknown whether or not they can finally get the inheritance of the Zhige Sword.

Therefore, although the sword slave did not know Su Zhe, he still did not interrupt his path to inheritance.

After all, Dongfang Zhige's mind is no longer confined to the racial concept of one family, even if you are a demon clan, as long as you are willing to try, the Dongfang family will open the door to welcome you to obtain the inheritance.

The Sword Slave is the closest person to the inheritance, and apart from him, the record holder for the highest number of sword tiers is 6,576 layers, and this is the result of that guy trying every year.

The sword slave was eager to see how many floors this little guy could walk to the frozen mound without alerting anyone.

Su Zhe's speed was slow, but it was steady, and his sword intent was always suppressed in the collision with the sword intent of the Zhige Sword.

It's a subtle feeling, as if a kendo master is constantly playing with you, making him gradually immerse himself in it.

After breaking through the Heavenly Gate, his sword intent was always silent, and he didn't have his own style.

It's like an uncarved piece of jade, constantly removing the turnip and preserving the essence in the hands of the carver, showing the edge little by little.

"Huh!" The sword slave, who was bored and was about to fall asleep, sighed lightly and looked at Su Zhe who was walking steadily in surprise.