The main hall is imposing and surrounded by steep mountain cliffs. The water flows down the mountain as if a giant rope is pulling at the surrounding mountains. A thick aura hovered above the main hall like a hood. What's even more peculiar is that there is a huge sword suspended on the top of the plain white hall. The body of the sword is cyan, with complex patterns carved on it, and if you look closely, it is a giant bird with colorful feathers, eight feathers on its tail, and sharp beaks and claws... It seems that the next moment is about to spread its wings to the sky. However, the boundless red light directly above the main hall was even more dazzling.

"Suddenly, I heard the song of the nether sheng, and the red luan is not subject to the dust of the world, well... Let's call you the red clothes", the man in green clothes and white hair, standing with his hands tied, his tall figure facing the red light suspended in front of him. The ball of light trembled as if in response. If you look closely, it's clearly a monster-like existence!

In the light cluster, the palm-sized baby actually gave birth to two horns, the crimson lines surged like a small snake, and on the white and tender back, a strange totem flickered, and it was vaguely visible that it was the same double horns and broken eight wings as the baby...

"It's a pity for her, for you to survive, what she will face is endless condemnation and darkness", the man's voice was a little choked, he turned around, and looked at the sky outside the hall with a delicate face... The red light filled the sky, and the phantom completely dispersed, "Why bother".

The main hall is located in the center of the foundation, and there are sub-halls of various sizes scattered around it. Among them, the most unique is the round tower-shaped building that is taller than the sword at the top of the temple. The tower was extremely empty, and the only thing that stood out was the sword that was the same as the roof of the temple, but this one was smaller and more like a virtual image. On the seat directly in front of the Void Sword, the white-haired old man sat cross-legged, his long hair hanging down the back of the chair. The back of the chair is like a sword, the root is a dragon, and the head of the unicorn on the top is lifelike, glaring ahead.

"I didn't expect him to be so strong", the old man never opened his eyes, and his face was easy-going.

The middle-aged man next to him looked a little unbearable, "Hmph, strong is strong, but it's not self-destructive and falling into the abyss."

"That's not what you said, Elder Xingzhen", the most on the right is a woman in her thirties, plain shirt and phoenix robe, braided hair, beautiful face and slender posture can't help but make people moved, "Back then, but the deacon elder personally let him go, it seemed... You were there then, right, Second Elder?"

"You --, hum... If it weren't for the friendship of my family, how could I have let him go", the second elder seemed to be a little dissatisfied, "I know that your Fengwei Hall has always had an opinion on our Ling Hall since that incident, but no matter what you say, you can't change her bad behavior, that evil that everyone in the world knows", he retorted unceremoniously.

"You... You", the woman's face was flushed, and she got up suddenly, just about to fight back, but was stopped by the original white-haired old man reaching out.

"Qiushui, your temper is a little similar to your sister", the old man said slowly, "Back then, several of us were on the scene, so there is no need to shirk it, just let it go, Nancang, oh, by the way, there are less than ten years before the time of the Three Spirits and the Test, and your two halls will also join forces, this time, it is not as good as before."

"Yes"..."Got it"...

Gradually, everyone left, and only the old man was left. He opened his eyes and looked to the southeast, "Jun - Yaqi, born in totalitarianism, died in totalitarianism, alas...".

Inside the main hall.

The man in Tsing Yi sat straight ahead. In front of him, there was a peerless woman, with a moth head and eyebrows, and her hands were soft, but at this time she was frowning.

"Feng Tiannian, why are you so insistent, now that her child has survived, what else do you have to live with, do you know that my sister has been in for half a year, for you, for her, she hasn't paid enough?!" The beautiful woman in front of her was Qiushui who was arguing with Elder Nancang in the tower hall at that time, "Don't you know that my sister was also deceived by others back then, and she couldn't help herself?"

"You don't have to persuade me, the only thing I should do now is to take care of Hongyi, after all, this is her child, and this is the only thing I can do for her", the man stubbornly shook his head, "I don't blame your sister, I hate myself, I didn't insist on doing this back then, and I wouldn't have made it into today's situation, it's come to this, I don't complain about anything."

"Go tell your sister, Fengxin Tower, it's not for her to go, let her come out," Feng Tiannian paused, not knowing what to say.

Qiushui was a little lost, and said in a choked voice, "Okay, Feng Tiannian, I didn't expect your obsession to be so deep, isn't it just for her", she waved the tail of her phoenix robe violently, turned around and walked out, "The more you care, the more I want to destroy you!" As soon as the words fell, the woman's figure disappeared.

Not good. Feng Tiannian sighed secretly. The next moment, he also disappeared...

Behind the main hall, there is the separation between where the elders live and where the disciples live. The front is the main hall, the back is the high mountain, the center is the ring pond that has never been broken, the pond water is five colors, red, orange, blue, green and purple, all colors reflect each other, and the glow blends together. The fish in the pond leap lightly, constantly stirring up layers of ripples. The sky is getting dark, and the yellow glow pours into the pond like a fairyland. The scenery is pleasing and should be appreciated, but at this time, the woman is flawless and boring.

Bypassing the ring pool, the small attic in front of you seems to have a special charm. White jade tiles, cyan beams. The murderous aura in the woman's eyes gradually thickened, step by step, with a light step, the aura around her continued to surge, and finally, a white sword appeared in the woman's right hand, the sword peak was cyan, and the sharp light slid down the hilt.

The baby in front of him seemed to be sleeping soundly, but the abrupt horns were still frightening. The woman squatted down on the edge of the bed, the hilt of the sword slid down the top of the baby's head, and with a sharp force, the aura around her surged, turning into a white phoenix bird and attacking the baby, and a light hum came from the baby's mouth...

"No", a pure cyan sword flew out of Feng Tiannian's hand, the man's white hair fluttered, and his red eyes were full of despair. The trembling green sword pierced Qiushui's spiritual power shield and continued to attack forward. The blade of the sword cut through Bai Ya's shirt on the left shoulder, and then stabbed down the stand next to the bed, and the curtain lamp on it fell instantly.

"Bell-", the crisp sound pierced Feng Tiannian's heart like a sad roar, "Red clothes!".

"Bell... Bell - bell", the curtain lamp finally fell completely.

"It's sad, Feng Tiannian, I didn't expect that because of that woman, you can't even control the most familiar Qingsheng Sword", the woman covered the wound on her shoulder, the bright red blood continued to penetrate her clothes, but her pale face was still very bland, "This is an unintentional move by her back then, I and her are clear, cough cough, haha, there is a lover to be ruthless, and a ruthless person sends true love...", Qiushui slowly walked out of the attic, no longer looking back at Feng Tiannian who collapsed on the ground behind him.

I hope I'm right, sister.

As soon as he came out of the attic, Qiu Shui opened his mouth and said, "I have suppressed the Ying Long bloodline in his body with the sword spirit, and in the future, she will be a normal disciple of the Sword Pavilion." It's called Red Clothes, Red Clothes are not subject to the dust of the world, what a good name!" The voice was quickly and clearly transmitted with the help of aura, and every word was taken into Feng Tiannian's ears.

"Qiushui" The choked man shouted helplessly.

So, do you understand?