"Your Excellency, stay. Dare to ask Your Excellency what is the relationship between your Excellency and Gu Qingfeng, a Taoist from Pingchuan?" Hearing that the strange array under the valley is also known as the blood pool, and it has the same name and surname as the blood pool where his mentor Gu Qingfeng lived in seclusion, Luo Xuan was puzzled.

Just now he and Jiang Xue were lucky to get out of danger, and its urging principle is in the same vein as the blood pool mechanism "Wind Evil" left by Gu Qingfeng, and Xuan Shuang almost died in it back then. All kinds of signs made Luo Xuan believe that this person must have a connection with his master Gu Qingfeng.

Xuanyuan turned back at him in defeat: "Gu Qingfeng, who are you?"

"It's the next teacher. Seeing that he was crazy, Luo Xuan was displeased, Xuanyuan was stunned at first, and then laughed, the internal force shook Xiao Han, and the wind in the valley was drowned out by it, only to hear Luo Xuan worried, such a cultivation, even if he was given another hundred years, it would not be possible.

According to what he said, fortunately, Xiaofeng did not worship Xuanyuan to learn art back then, otherwise the rivers and lakes would not be what they are today.

Although Luo Xuan thought so in his mind, a strange thought came out of his heart---- if Xiaofeng really inherited the mantle of Sword Demon Xuanyuan back then, then the "Snow Flower Sword Technique" that he taught to Jiang Xue to defeat her might become a child's play, then the hell should not be destroyed now, and she would not die?

That being the case, why did Nie Xiaofeng, who was so eager to avenge his mother, insist on refusing to worship Xuanyuan and become a teacher after escaping from the Ailao Mountain Master?

Just thinking about it, Xuanyuan interrupted: "Luo Xuan, I didn't expect you to be our foreign disciple. Feng'er, this girl, will not settle accounts, worship me, she will be your elder, then love to please, love and punishment, I will be the ancestor of her, alas. He shook his head and sighed: "More than 30 years ago, I was not confused, your master was close to old age, but he insisted on worshipping me as a teacher, and wanted to participate in my 'no sword' method, saying that it would be used for Taoist Tianlun." I saw that he was warm and sincere, so he passed on the Xuanyuan Nine Styles of the two-layer heart method, he took it to the cultivation, and later created a set of internal skills, what is called "Congenital Gang Qi", what is the congenital and acquired, Gang Qi and Anger, Nine Styles of Fur. ”

"A bunch of nonsense!" Luo Xuan was furious when he heard this, and he was furious! This Xuanyuan sought defeat, he was only the same age as himself, and his ancestor Gu Qingfeng was old and virtuous, how could he worship this sword demon who did not distinguish between good and evil as a teacher?

At the moment, he shouted angrily: "Innate Gang Qi is the painstaking effort of the family master's life, how can you allow such crooked demons and evil ways to talk nonsense! Tell me where you came from to steal the first master's formation method, otherwise, don't complain that Luo Mou's knife eyes are ruthless." ”

As soon as the words fell, Luo Xuan suddenly felt that his palm was empty, and when he looked up, he saw his own goose ambush knife in Xuanyuan's defeat.

Luo Xuan was secretly shocked, and when he saw Xuanyuan holding the knife and looking at it for a moment, he laughed and said: "Sure enough! That ancient man boasts of having a clean breeze on his sleeves, and you regard yourself as adhering to the right path, who would have thought that the two of you are actually this Demon Sect Zhenshan thing?"

Hearing his nonsense, Luo Xuan frowned and said: "Hugh has to talk nonsense! The wild goose and the knife is a certain inheritance of Luo, and my father entrusted it to the family teacher for safekeeping before he died." Your Excellency is extraordinary, and you have saved the life of the little girl, Luo should be grateful, but your Excellency's disrespectful words and unwarranted insults to the ancestor are what is the explanation?"

"Let me ask you, thunder slashing, river breaking, mountain splitting, Brahma deficiency, Pilu Po, mad demon robbery, but your goose Fu six-style knife technique?" Xuanyuan put the wild goose knife on the ground and leisurely spoke, his tone was light.

"Not bad. Unexpectedly, the Sword Demon was familiar with him, the unique Yanfu Six Style of the Luo Sect.

"You have practiced these six styles for many years, don't you feel that their momentum and domineering are far superior to ordinary martial arts? When you first cultivated, every day at noon, didn't you feel like a divine power of heaven, running through the superintendent, and traveling to the dantian but doing the opposite, if you don't use your strength to export, you will damage your heart?"

"That's true, so what?" Xuanyuan said, which made Luo Xuan faintly remember and feel something. The knife, the head of the hegemonic weapon, when he chose it as a weapon, because of his dedication to the goose knife in the sharp, pampered and not shocked momentum, coupled with the six moves of the goose knife style, each move is self-contained, containing thirty-six styles, the universe is set, the head and tail buckles, so the inside is endless, the lethality is extremely strong, and only this sword method can control the fierce enemy under one move, such as when he faced off in the mourning mountain stream.

Later, he passed the Yan Fu Knife to Tianxiang in the blood pool, and it was also because of this great apprentice's mediocre qualifications and rare deep realms that he would not be devoured by the sword qi, so he dared to let go. Later, Tianxiang died, and when Xuanshuang buried Tianxiang, he saved the Yanfu knife and returned it to himself, and the sword was returned to his place one by one.

When he first learned martial arts to take charge of the Yanfu knife, his master Gu Qingfeng also used Tai Chi gossip and the way of yin and yang fusion to help him balance the daily excessive internal force.

And he has always believed that the knife man is fierce by nature, even if the moves are strong, he will eventually be the guardian of the hoe demon, and the sword qi is a little excessive, and it is also flawed.

"If the old man's memory is true, a hundred years ago, there was a Yanfu sect in the Western Regions, which studied poison and dark armor, Qimen Escape Technique, and was regarded as a big trouble by the Central Plains Martial Arts at that time. Xuanyuan continued.

Hearing Luo Xuan's words, Luo Xuan's brows frowned, Xuanyuan sought defeat and referred to the Yanfu sect, he did hear it when he was young, at that time this sect had a reputation for the Jiugong Mountain banquet and the world, but then it fell rapidly, no one knew the reason for the period, so he never put the crooked evil way of Guangyu Western Xinjiang and his ancestral magic weapons together to think.

Seeing Luo Xuan's solemn expression, Xuanyuan wanted to say something, but Jiang Xue coughed violently at this time, it must have been Fang Cai's infatuation, Luo Xuan hurriedly stepped forward to check her pulse.

Xuanyuan raised his eyes to look at the father and daughter, his eyes fell on the bag on his chest, and after a long silence, he threw the goose knife back to Luo Xuan: "Go! ”

When the words fell, he waved his sleeves and walked away with the giant kite.

Jiang Xueyin was red in her lungs, and Luo Xuan hurriedly took her back to Shilipo Liaoshan Town and found an inn to settle down.

After three days of settling down, Jiang Xue was good, he went to the wind idiot Sanjie alone, and found the entrance to the tomb according to the traces of the small phoenix, which contained the book of war, martial arts, and the treasures accumulated by the Underworld for decades abounded, dazzling, if it was plundered by the military power in the field, it would set off a greater wave.

However, I saw that General Yue Fei had already built two clothed mounds in the mausoleum, one for himself and one for Nie Xiaofeng, the two mounds were very close to each other, and they seemed to raise their eyebrows, but they were separated by the Yue family's staff, respecting each other like guests, which shows that the people who arranged the arrangements were strong and respectful.

Luo Xuan looked at it, only felt that his heartstrings were shaking, and he couldn't tell how he felt, so he withdrew from the mausoleum in embarrassment.

Back at the inn, Jiang Xue got up and handed over the letter, it turned out that General Yue was killed, the morale of the soldiers was scattered, and it was rumored on the frontier that the Jin people had accumulated military horses and would attack the Central Plains within six days. The imperial court was not allowed to ask for help from all directions, and the martial arts forces went to ---- Jiayu Pass, a dangerous northern place where the troops were in danger.

Luo Xuan received the letter and instructed Jiang Xue: "Rest, leave tomorrow morning." ”

After going all the way north, the father and daughter are still hanging pots to help the world. The mountains and rivers are chaotic, the barren mountains are cold, and the hungry prisoners are all over the wilderness on the way, infinitely desolate. Walk to Jiayu Pass, only to see the lush city, the ancient wall of the sun, the soldiers are sparse, not into the marquis, the martial arts factions do not see the ideal population stationed, the city of war, is full of depression scene.

After a series of battles, coupled with the shortage of food and grass, and the lack of medicine, most of the wounded in the soldiers fell ill. Luo Xuan boiled the only two taels of salvia black jade paste left in the medical hall into juice and distributed it to everyone to drink, but there were too many monks and few porridges, so he decided to go to the back mountain overnight to collect medicinal herbs to help heal.

When he got out of the city gate, the chief of the city guard shouted: "Kunlun Jiugong has arrived." "This battle must be tragic and abnormal, so even Kunlun Mountain, which has always been hidden from the world, has gone all out.

Luo Xuan carried light skills, and a fragrant plant arrived at a flat grassland in the Houliang mountain stream. After the collection was complete, in the forest on the way back, I faintly heard the noise of someone, and when I got closer, it was a Kunlun Daoist who was grabbing a girl's neck, kicking and cursing.

The girl looked at most eight or nine years old, but her expression was extremely stubborn, and she did not show weakness, and after being thrown to the ground by the Taoist with two palms in a row, she took advantage of her unpreparedness, turned over, and bit him with all five fingers. The Taoist suffered from this, screamed, and couldn't get rid of it after several falls, and then he was ruthless, and slashed straight at the girl's heavenly spirit cover!

Luo Xuan was shocked, knowing that if the girl could eat this palm, she would definitely die, and when she saw that the martial arts faction had done this to a weak girl, she was disgusted at the moment, and she was busy hitting the Taoist's tiger mouth with the power of the flying leaf, the Taoist was in pain, her steps stumbled, the girl's eyes were clear and her hands were fast, and she jumped into the thorns and became invisible.

The Kunlun Daoist knew that someone was in the know, so he didn't dare to speak up, so he had to lower his voice angrily and said: "Feng Jin! You little evil obstacle can run away from the monk and can't run the temple, and when you return to Kunlun Mountain, you wait for me!"

Luo Xuan crossed the mountain stream, brushed aside the deep grass along the slight steps, and as expected, the little girl was lying down, vomiting blood, thinking that the man's palm was very heavy, which had hurt her lungs.

Luo Xuan hurriedly stepped forward to push two pulses for the girl, stabilized the dantian, adjusted the breath, and the girl was delirious and shouted: "Don't touch me! Old bald donkey, I don't want you to be my master, you are not worthy of being my master at all!"

Luo Xuan straightened her with one hand and coaxed softly: "Little girl, it's okay, wake up." ”

I saw that under the moonlight, this girl was born with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, red lips and white teeth, and a touch of handsomeness and madness faintly revealed in the full heavens, but she was covered by unkempt face.

This situation made Luo Xuan inexplicably sentimental.

When the girl woke up, she saw Luo Xuan's appearance as a gray-robed Taoist sect, and immediately panicked: "Are you also sent by my master to arrest me?"

"I'm not from Kunlun Mountain, I just saw that you were inappropriate and took action for you. Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you. As soon as the words came out, Luo Xuan couldn't help but pause, as if a long time ago, such a sentence had promised a weak life.

The little girl listened to his words, and gradually relaxed her heart, but the worried appearance of defensiveness and hesitation had already evoked the long past in Luo Xuan's heart. It turns out that every child is so vigilant when they are anxious, just like Nie Xiaofeng back then.

He took the girl to the head of the stream to clean up, "Who are you that Taoist priest, and why are you arguing with him?"

"He is my master, but he looks down on me! Because he is not good to me, my brothers and sisters all bully me, I am the only female disciple on Kunlun Mountain, tonight my master's son and those bastards tricked me out of the city, and wanted to spoil me, I resisted desperately, saying that I would denounce them, but the master came, who knew that he asked the reason, not only did he not help me, but beat me to death! I am not convinced! Is my surname Feng not a person? Outsiders say that my father is willing to be a minister in Mongolia and is not a good person, in my opinion, these Han people are not good people!" The girl's expression was gloomy, and her words were sonorous.

Luo Xuan was also ashamed at the moment, but he was worried that it was her side after all, so he instinctively said perfunctorily: "Your master is strict with you, and it is for your own good." ”

"If you really think he is good for me, why did you save me just now?" The girl sneered, and Luo Xuan was speechless for a while.

Luo Xuan took the girl back to the city and got along with Jiang Xue for a few days, it turned out that the girl's name was Feng Jin, the only daughter of Feng Yuan, the envoy of the Jiedu sent to Mongolia and Shang by the Southern Song Dynasty court, ---- Feng Yuan, and then Feng Yuan was willing to stay in Mongolia forever as a county prince, leaving behind his wife and children who stayed in the Central Plains.

Feng Yuan's wife was originally the favorite female disciple of Emei Ancestor, after being abandoned by her husband's treason, she endured great humiliation alone to raise Feng Jin, and let Feng Jin get rid of the shame of his father's family.

The Kunlun faction, with high roots and deep roots, and a lot of connections with the Southern Song Dynasty court, was unwilling to accept Feng Jin, the daughter of a traitor, but because of the affection of the ancestor of Emei, many incidents occurred.

The girl's ups and downs in life reminded Luo Xuan of the situation when he took over Nie Xiaofeng from Juesheng.

Half a month later, the siege alarm was lifted, and it turned out that this was the plan of the Jin soldiers to attack the east and the west, and they said that they would attack Jiayu, but in fact, they transferred the main force to besiege Xilin. After hearing the news, all parties rushed to the interior to help in the war.

Before the Nine Princes of Kunlun left, Luo Xuan personally returned Feng Jin to the head of the Nine Princes to explain the original situation. The nine Dao Masters were furious, deposed Feng Jin's master in public, and abolished all the disciples who attacked the girl at night from their martial arts and expelled them from the sect.

As a result, no one on Kunlun Mountain is willing to accept Feng Jin as a disciple anymore, coinciding with the death of the old ancestor of Emei, and no one on Nuoda Emei Mountain no longer takes care of Feng Jin's mother and daughter. Seeing that Feng Jin was about to be homeless, Jiang Xue was happy, but a person from the Kunlun Nine Gongzhong slowly stepped out, took the hand of the girl Feng Jin, and promised to accept her as an apprentice in public.

The trouble of the girl Feng Jin has finally come to an end. The only thing that Luo Xuan expected was Jiang Xue's feelings for Feng Jin, she loved this girl very much, even if she knew that she had no worries about leaving, she was still reluctant to give up the separation between the two.

Luo Xuan's father and daughter stood beside the plank road, watching Feng Jin and her new master, the youngest of the Nine Dukes of Kunlun, Renhua Gong ---- Qin Tong both leave in a carriage. On that day, the road bell of the Kunlun convoy clanged in the mountain road, and Jiang Xue followed Feng Jin's carriage far behind in despair.

The appearance of her daughter made Luo Xuan sigh at the impermanence of fate---- thinking that back then, if Jiang Xue had saved the fetus with Fang Zhaonan, she should now be a woman who is teasing with children. And now that Xuan Shuang and Zhaonan have married and given birth to twins, they are raised in Jiangnan's home like jewels, and everything is a foregone conclusion.

Fate is nonsense, reincarnation is impermanent. Occasionally, it feels incredible. Nie Xiaofeng has been entangled with him all his life, and he fought for it recklessly, but it turned out that what she wanted, he would give it early, and he could not refuse.

Lifeline, bloodline, indelible proof between heaven and earth. Time bowed down, he and her had already been blended with flesh and blood, life after life.

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In the next ten years, Luo Xuan took Jiangxue to travel all over the clouds, the end of the world, countless doctors, and a good reputation.

The twilight dynasty, the same, the patient's safety after healing, the family's grateful smile to Dade, and the lonely sound of his daughter's flute, unconsciously woven a net, enveloping Luo Xuan's entire life, he felt that he was closer to his soul, more real than ever.

In the dead of night, he was meditated on, and couldn't help but ask if there was a second possibility in life. After a fruitless love affair with Fang Zhaonan many years ago, Jiang Xue decided to give up her lifelong marriage and accompany her father to old age.

Although he has said and secretly guided many times, how can he be relieved, he is not as good as a confused heart. Jiang Xue sometimes really looks like her mother, similar in shape, but not like her.

Her mother is a hundred times more ambitious and courageous than her, and because of this, she has endured a hundred times more criticism from the world, and the deepest punishment comes from him Luo Xuan. Fang Zhaonan's injury to Jiangxue was not as thorough as what he gave to Xiaofeng back then.

If he said that the head of the sin, he Luo Xuan, the teacher of the demon lord Nie Xiaofeng, and the father of the two daughters of the Lord of the Underworld, can be said to be well-deserved; if it is said that the ups and downs are also a kind of glory, then he has to admit that his gangster Nie Xiaofeng, who has long since died, is so strong that it is embarrassing, and his pride is unparalleled in the world.

And all this is because of his sentence back then, "It is contrary to the righteous path, it is not reasonable, and it is not tolerated by reason". At that time, he didn't know how much he denied the peace and tranquility that he can enjoy today, until his lonely old age was exhausted one by one, and he knew that the greatest punishment of life was loneliness.

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With a flick of the fingers, the rivers and lakes are surging, the call of the Jin people to attack the plains has not yet stopped, and the horn of the Mongolian invasion has awakened the long and thick soil of the Central Plains.

But there was bad news in his compartment: Fang Zhaonan was dead, and Xuanshuang was newly widowed.

Jiang Xue and Luo Xuan couldn't sit idly by, and rushed to Lin'an overnight. Xuanshuang saw her father and sister coming, and after waking up from a fainting, she finally sobbed and told the truth.

It turned out that the night half a month ago, the Mongolian prince Han Tuyi broke into the Jiangnan Heyang Dart Bureau, blackmailed her and a pair of children, and ordered the martial arts rookie Fang Zhaonan to make an internal response to Mongolia's destruction of Binzhou's heroic conference. Fang Zhaonan was killed by Han Tuyi's poisonous nails, tortured all night, swore to death, and swallowed his breath at dawn.

All the sneak attacks were too sudden, and Xuan Shuang didn't have time to believe it, and she had already lost her way with her husband and ghosts. When Jiang Xue heard the bad news, her heart suddenly collapsed, and her grief was no less than that of Xuan Shuang.

Luo Xuan looked at the two sisters who were hugging their heads and crying, and while regretting, they also faintly felt that the mystery of the Heavenly Dao was incompatible, if Jiang Xue and Xuan Shuang were both married to Fang Zhaonan back then, the new widow would be the two of them.

It turned out that she lost him back then, so that she didn't have to lose it again today.

It's a matter of family feud, how to go to the hero's banquet in Binzhou this time to see what is going on.

Family feuds. The concept suddenly and helplessly captured the mind. Once upon a time, where did he lose it? Once upon a time, he didn't realize that he picked it up.

Luo Xuan closed the door of the room, left the grief-stricken second daughter in it, walked into the courtyard alone, and stood quietly under the moon.

He looked up at the sky, and the crooked lower quarter moon suddenly turned into Nie Xiaofeng's miserable eyebrows.

Xiaofeng, the person who allowed me to regain the warmth and coldness of "home" is you. You don't understand the years before you met me, and I don't understand the years after you met you.

At the beginning of the night breeze, Luo Xuan shook his head, as if he was about to leave something, and turned around and left the courtyard.