The sunset is like blood slowly flowing out of a wound, little by little, the light red and golden afterglow is faintly sprinkled, dyeing the vast sky and blurry, and the original warm tone dissipates away.

The clouds were long, the breeze was blowing lightly, and a young man of about sixteen or seventeen years old, carrying a heavy load on his shoulder, was slowly climbing the steps along the bluestone path. The stone path winds and stretches as if it stretches into the endless sky, making people despair.

Looking up, the mountain peaks are towering and the clouds are shrouded in mist. Looking at the top of the mountain that spanned the sky, Wei Zhuang exhaled lightly, but his heart quietly climbed a touch of heat, and the thought that lay in his heart became clearer and clearer in his mind at this moment.

Yunmeng Mountain, Guigu faction, this is the resort that the world yearns for, and it is also the hope that Weizhuang places on.

The common people are smeared, all living beings are burning, and all the sons are hundreds, and I am the only one.

Zhang Yi, Su Qin, Sun Bin, Pang Juan, Wu Zixu, Fan Li, Bai Qi, Le Yi, these legendary characters who shine brightly and stir up the situation in Kyushu have an unknown secret behind them, and they all come from a mysterious sect - Guigu.

Wei Zhuang knew that if he wanted to change his fate, apprenticeship under the Guigu Sect was a good choice and a turning point on the road of his destiny.

No one knows that under his immature face is a soul from a thousand years later......

Originally, as a person in later generations, when he regained consciousness again, he found that he was in an antique wooden house, and he also found that his body had become smaller, and he became a child of six or seven years old. Seeing this situation, as a person of later generations, no matter how late he realized it, he also understood that he had crossed over.

However, what he didn't expect was that he would become the famous Wei Zhuang, the most popular and domineering character in the domestic animation Qin Shi Mingyue.

That's right, the young man is the second uncle Wei Zhuang who has crossed over from the later generations, and is about to become a personal disciple of the Guigu faction and the junior disciple of the sword saint Gai Nie.

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The "ding-dong-dong" stream flows out of the mountain stream, the deep mountains are cold, and the clear water surface rises like a cloud-like mist.

Walking to the stream, putting down the prey on his shoulder, Wei Zhuang reached out and picked up a handful of spring water and brought it to him, and then he saw his face in the water, a young and heroic face, with a piercing gaze, and at the same time stained with a trace of blood.

The mountain spring water is sprinkled on the face, and it is cold to the bone. Wei Zhuang began to wash the wounds on his body, the wounds left after the fight with the tigers. This is the test of entering the third level of the Guigu faction, and he has completed it by killing a tiger alone in three days.

However, recalling his experience of breaking through, Wei Zhuang still has an unforgettable feeling.

To apprentice to the Ghost Valley, you need to pass the triple test. The Guigu faction is mysterious and unpredictable, but it has stirred up the current situation in the world, and I don't know how many people want to join the sect. But the Guigu faction has strict rules, and only recruits talented teenagers under the age of eighteen, and they have to pass a strict assessment.

Wuli Guigu Mountain Road, there is the first level of the Wooden Man Array, which requires the interlocutor to pass through the two pillars of incense, and there are 36 sword-wielding wooden people guarding the Wooden Man Array. Wei Zhuang has practiced swordsmanship since he was a child, avoiding the real and attacking the false, not fighting with it, and easily breaking through.

In the second level, the "Horizontal Ropeway", the trialist must pass through the horizontal iron cable that connects to the top of Baizhang Mountain alone. The iron rope is three feet long and as thick as a baby's arm, and it tests courage and will.

Since the establishment of the Guigu Sect, thousands of people have passed the first level, but very few have passed the second level. Many of the apprentices who had passed the first level were discouraged by this and were too timid to step forward, and finally turned and left.

Wei Zhuang was also a little scared when he faced this lonely iron ropeway hanging on the cliff, but when he thought about the purpose of his coming here, his heart became firm and he secretly cheered for himself.

He found a strong rope, tied one side around his waist, and tied a snarl around the other side, and opened his arms, and stepped on the rope carefully, step by step, looking ahead, without looking down at the deep valley. When he walked more than three feet away from the opposite bank, looking at the end point that was already close at hand, Wei Zhuang was overjoyed, but unexpectedly, a gust of wind blew, his feet slipped, and he lost his balance and fell. Fortunately, he took precautions, the rope hung tightly on him, and his hands also grabbed the iron cable, Wei Zhuang was frightened and afraid. After stabilizing his mind, he slowly fell and crawled to the opposite bank. After crawling to the opposite bank, he realized that his back was wet, and only after personal experience did he understand the truth that "those who walk a hundred miles are half ninety".

Coming back to his senses, cleaning the blood stains on his body, and cleaning up the dead tiger, Wei Zhuang got up and began to walk towards the Guigu Sect's residence on the top of the mountain, where he was going to arrive before sunset.

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On the top of Yunmeng Mountain, several thatched wooden houses are lined up alone.

Weizhuang finally climbed to the top of the mountain and came here on the eve of sunset. Beside him stood a huge rock, on which two big characters were carved - Ghost Valley. These two words are powerful through the stone layer, strong and powerful, and between the lines, there is a sense of Ling Ran's detachment, which makes people can't help but feel indescribable pride in their hearts.

Putting down the prey on his shoulders, he looked at the thatched hut in the middle.

Under a thatched wooden hut, a middle-aged man sits with his legs crossed, basking in the warm afterglow of the setting sun. The wooden hairpin is tied up, the long hair dyed with snow in the black is over the shoulder, and he is dressed in a blue-green robe, exuding the breath of fairy wind and bones.

"I'm coming". Wei Zhuang looked at this scene and gently spit out three words.

"Yes, what's your name?" The middle-aged man blurted out.

"Wei Zhuang, Wei of the country, Zhuang Zi Zhuang." Wei Zhuang replied lightly.

"What did you come to Ghost Valley for?" The middle-aged man asked again.

"I want to be strong, to be strong quickly, to be the strongest. Learn the magic of the world, protect your relatives, friends, and everything. ”

Wei Zhuang said firmly. He understands that in today's troubled times, the war is in chaos, and the Seven Heroes of the Warring States are fighting endlessly for hegemony. Only the strong can decide their own destiny and live well.

"Remember what you said today and hopefully one day it will come true and you will be able to do it."

The middle-aged scribe spoke again, with a hint of seriousness in his tone.

"From today onwards, you are a new generation of Guigu disciples. Mr. Guigu only accepted two disciples in his life, one vertical and the other horizontal. Before you, Master Wei had already accepted a disciple, and he was your senior brother Gai Nie. Nie'er inherited the vertical sword, and you inherited the horizontal sword. Well, look behind you, Nie Er is back from sword practice. ”

Quietly listening to the master's narration, hearing this, Wei Zhuang turned around and looked at the approaching senior brother.

Sword eyebrows and starry eyes, heroic, similar to his own age, light fur belt, tight clothes and trousers, a Zhao people's Hu dress up. His demeanor is chic, his face is uneven, and his eyebrows are slanted, looking extremely handsome and lively.

"Nie'er, from today onwards, he will be your junior brother - Wei Zhuang. In the end, there is only one of the two of you, who is sent to change the fate of the world on behalf of Guigu. Guiguzi introduced to Gai Nie lightly.

"Zhuang'er has just joined our faction, Nie'er, you have a competition with him, and first explore his kendo foundation, so that I can know what his strength is." Guiguzi spoke again.

Wei Zhuang stretched out his hand to catch the wooden sword thrown by Master Guiguzi, and stood ten steps apart from his senior brother Gai Nie, facing each other. Holding a sword and listing the starting hand, Wei Zhuang is ready for battle.

Wei Zhuang's eyes were sharp, staring at Gai Nie like a falcon, his hands were tightly gripping the hilt of his sword, his body was as tense as an open longbow, his palms were slightly hot, and his heartbeat was much faster than usual. He knew that he was starting to get excited, and his senior brother Gai Nie was a formidable opponent.

The first striker is the first to control the people, and the last to the people is the first to be controlled. Wei Zhuang insisted on the concept that offense is the best defense, took the lead in shooting, and quickly slashed towards Gai Nie with his sword.

Senior Brother Gai Nie shot out almost at the same time, and a sword blocked the attacking sword moves. Next, the two sides fought against each other for a few rounds, and the sword flowers were chaotic, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and the shock was dusty.

Wei Zhuang's eyes were like fire, he was engrossed, he was even more excited when he met his opponent, and after more than 20 rounds, he found that his senior brother Gai Nie's movements suddenly stopped slightly, and immediately seized the opportunity and slashed up.

When the wooden sword came closer, Gai Nie suddenly jumped up in the air with a force, dodged, and at the same time turned passive into active, and when it fell, the wooden sword slashed down vertically.

With the sound of "dang", Wei Zhuang's arms were numb from the shock of the huge force, and the moment he was glad to block it, he saw his senior brother Gai Nie take advantage of his strength to rise into the air again, and the ominous premonition began to spread in his heart.

With a crisp sound of "click", Gai Nie's move fell from the sky, with a greater impact than the previous move, cutting off the wooden sword in Wei Zhuang's hand in the form of resistance, and pressed horizontally on Wei Zhuang's shoulder and neck, no more than an inch away from his throat.

Shock, fear, disbelief, all kinds of complex and incomprehensible emotions flowed out of the atrium like a spring, one by one in Wei Zhuang's eyes that had lost their lustre.

"Ahh , The sudden failure made Wei Zhuang unacceptable, and he sat down on the ground in a daze, his right hand still tightly holding the hilt of the wooden sword with the broken sword body, and his five fingers were a little white.

"Is this the Swordsmanship?" When Gai Nie put away his sword, walked forward slowly, and passed by Wei Zhuang, Wei Zhuang suddenly asked.

Gai Nie was expressionless, and continued to walk forward without saying a word.

"Vertical and horizontal swordsmanship was created by the first generation of Guiguzi, according to the way of heaven and earth, divided into vertical sword and horizontal sword. Nie'er cultivates the vertical sword, and Zhuang'er, you have to cultivate the horizontal sword. Your senior brother Gai Nie's talent in kendo is rare in a hundred years, and he has practiced hard in the Ghost Valley for a period of time, so it is normal for you to be slightly inferior. With Zhuang'er's talent, I believe you will catch up soon. You don't have to worry too much about it. ”

Guiguzi, who had been paying attention to the competition from beginning to end, opened his mouth to comfort him, this new disciple's good performance in swordsmanship made him very satisfied, but with a sense of arrogance in his bones, he hoped that this small setback could make him sober up a little. After speaking, he turned around and left, and gradually walked away. Some truths do not need to be said by others, but it is better for them to understand by themselves.

The warm yellow sunset took away the warmth, adding a touch of coldness to Wei Zhuang's heart.

Defeated, the first failure in the kendo that he was proud of, Wei Zhuang tasted the feeling of weakness. Wei Zhuang has lived in the cold palace of Korea since he was a child, and his mother asked King Han to send a swordsman in the palace to teach him carefully. At the age of thirteen, he defeated the chief swordsman of the court, and became a first-class swordsman without a defeat.

"My child, your existence is the only one, I'm sorry, I can't give you a happy childhood life, and I can't accompany you, I can only tell you the last truth now, you must firmly remember: you have to be strong, above everything strong. Only the strong can decide their own destiny. I don't want you to be like me in the future, living a life of being bullied, without freedom and hope. Only by constantly getting stronger can you hope to have what you want. ”

At this time, Wei Zhuang's ears seemed to ring again, and his mother was bedridden and clutched his hands tightly when she was seriously ill and died, and the words she said affectionately. Those gentle eyes like water, pampered and caring, Wei Zhuang can never forget.

Controlling one's own destiny is the driving force for oneself to keep moving forward, and one or two small failures do not mean anything. Perhaps, with the existence of Senior Brother Gai Nie, life in Guigu will not be too boring and lonely in the future.

Thinking of this, the corners of Wei Zhuang's mouth raised slightly, hooking up a small arc, revealing a smile.

It was a wonderful day and a bad day. Wei Zhuang, who was mixed with mixed feelings, got up, dragged a long shadow in the light of the setting sun, and walked towards the buildings on the mountainside. He knew that it was the place where the disciples of Guigu rested, and it was also the place where he would live for a long time to come.