Time passed, autumn had fallen in a blink of an eye, the cold wind had weight, falling a layer of frost on the roof, treetops, and ground, the full green and red in the summer faded the original warm color, and covered with a layer of gray, and the originally slow rhythm of Dahuai Town was even slower than half a beat, the speed of people moving half a beat slower, even the rhythm of the old man and the old lady chatting was also half a beat slower, not in a hurry, this is the unique rhythm of autumn, and there is no change from the town in the years ten years ago or even more years ago.

If there is a change, it is only that the object of the old people's chatter has changed from the girl of the stone family who jumped out to the young man who came here a few months ago.

Dressed in a strong suit, the hosta is pulled in his hair, and his facial features are delicate, and that bearing is far from being comparable to the young people in this border town, and the most important thing is that since this handsome young man came, the cubs of the Shi family have not come out to harm the daughters and daughters-in-law of the villagers.

"Evil......

An old man with silver hair took a sip of tea, looked up to the sky and sighed:

"Such a good offspring, why did you fall in love with Shi Xuan's crazy girl......"

"How nice my family is Cui'er."

"Whoa! Fart! An old woman next to her took a sip disdainfully, and then said with a proud face: "My Bi'e is good, that chest and ass, at first glance, she can give birth!" ”

"You old ......"

At the same time, the backyard of the blacksmith shop on the edge of town.

"Thorn."

"Chop, step forward."

"Boundless Falling Wood."

The cold voice sounded from time to time, Chu Lie stood on the side of the courtyard with his hands in his hands, his black hair was pulled up with a hosta, and the hanging part was already over his shoulder, moving with the wind, with a young man's demeanor, and in front of him, Shi Xuan held a sword, and was already dancing into a ball of silver light, and the sword aura was fierce, obviously a petite girl, but among the swordsmanship passed down by Chu Lie, he only loved the domineering moves.

The knightly swordsmanship of the Holy See summarized from above the battlefield.

Huashan swordsmanship kills boundless falling wood, and heaven and earth hang upside down.

Chu Lie's swordsmanship that he comprehended during his ten years of killing.

These knowledge and skills that are enough for ordinary people to learn for several years to master, Shi Xuan has gone from not knowing anything to now using them well, but in just three months, the scorching true qi of his body is even more as if he has been stimulated, and he has broken dozens of tricks in a row with a devastating attitude, and now a seventeen-year-old petite girl, in terms of cultivation alone, is no longer under Chu Lie at the age of twenty-one.

Dapeng rose with the wind one day and soared up to 90,000 miles.

Chu Lie is the east wind that helps her soar.

"Master Chu Lie, take a good look!"

Suddenly, there was a loud shout, and the sword shadow that lingered around Shi Xuan's body suddenly united, like a comet in the sky, drawing a straight silver light, the sword edge trembled slightly, enveloping Chu Lie's chest and abdomen, although he did not want to learn his father's moves, but with his talent, just watching his father's practice, he had already memorized those moves in his mind, and now he integrated his father's technique of cutting off the pulse into the swordsmanship, Chu Lie bowed slightly, his steps withdrew, and his fingers were like swords, and the sword fingers were filled with a layer of cyan sword qi, and then he only pointed at the enemy with his sword, Feed with Shi Xuan.

While! While! While!

The sword and the fingers struck, but there was an extremely crisp sound, inside the blacksmith shop, Ou Yezi held his dry smoking gun in his mouth, and his fingers gently caressed the Dawn Holy Sword that was slowly rotating in the air, after nearly a hundred days of reforging, this long sword that was originally covered with fine cracks has been completely reborn, the sword body is snowy cold, so sharp that it seems to be stabbed by its edge at a glance, and by Ou Yezi's side, three items are suspended in the air, slowly rotating.

Among them is a prismatic spar, a pure white streamer keeps flowing inside the spar, and on the left side, a tiger phantom roars with teeth and claws, and on the right side there is an extremely beautiful and mysterious phantom, covered in red, with five tones in the song, Ou Yezi's eyes are slightly slanted, his gaze fell to the luan shadow first, and he sneered:

"Qi is like a gossamer, and spirituality is nothing, but it is just an empty shell."

Falling to the tiger phantom again, he shook his head again and again, and said mockingly,

"The so-called powerful tanuki is as fierce as a tiger, and a hairless phoenix is not as good as a chicken, but this tiger's spirit is not as good as a tanuki."

"Only this piece of spar obtained by Chu Lie can be of great use, otherwise this sword will not be easy to reforge."

In the laughter, the corners of Bai Xiaosheng's mouth, who was standing with his hands on the side, twitched slightly, the spirit of the white tiger when the gate of heaven was not closed, the soul of Luan Feng, any one of them was a treasure that most martial artists in this world could not ask for, but in Ou Yezi's mouth, it became a garbage like rotten cabbage and stinky sweet potato, but because of this......

One can imagine how rare it is to be praised by Ou Yezi.

Bai Xiaosheng's gaze fell on the pure white spar that was slowly rotating, and he seemed to see the vast atmosphere of the first birth of the great sun on it, but there was no domineering in it, but it was as gentle as the morning dew, moisturizing things silently, a trace of amazement flashed in his eyes, and he shook his head and sighed.

“…… Indeed, compared to this spar, the Tiger Spirit Luan Soul is probably not worth mentioning. ”

"It's not that the soul of the tiger is not worth mentioning!"

Ou Yezi snorted coldly, squinted at Bai Xiaosheng and said very unceremoniously: "The tiger roars the world, Luan Feng can be lonely mountains and rivers, these two materials are no worse than this spar, what is not worth a penny is what you brought!" ”

"You're ......!"

The corners of Bai Xiaosheng's mouth stiffened, and before he could refute, he was driven out of the sword casting room by Ou Yezi with an extremely rude attitude, and the room immediately fell into a dead silence, in the quiet, only the raging fire in the casting furnace couldn't help jumping, the fire light reflected on Ou Yezi's face, and a trace of tenderness inexplicably appeared on the face that was as hard as a mountain rock, his eyes were shining, and the flames were burning violently, but his body seemed to be burning with a will that was more scorching than the flames.

The right hand swept over the sword body very gently, and the next moment, there was a raging flame, and it burst out!

Boom Boom!

Chu Lie's pupils, who were practicing swords with Shi Xuan outside, suddenly contracted, and the next moment, his body was like an electric rotation, and he directly turned into an afterimage and appeared in front of Shi Xuan, who still had no feeling, his body was slightly subdued, and his right fist suddenly slammed out, accompanied by the roar of the unicorn, the terrifying fist suddenly rushed forward, directly smashing the flames that rushed out like a fire dragon, the scorching fire was everywhere, and then it dimmed, and Shi Xuan's eyes widened behind him, and he looked blankly at the figure in front of him that did not seem to be difficult to knock down.

The robe swayed slightly, the unicorn behind him stepped on, the scales were like the finest red jade, without the slightest impurity, looking up at the sky, with an arrogant and contemptuous expression.

"Good...... It's so strong......"

He muttered in a trance, and the next moment, a panicked look filled Shi Xuan's face, "No, Dad!" Daddy is still in there! ”

With an exclamation, Shi Xuan directly threw down the long sword, crossed Chu Lie and rushed towards the blacksmith shop shrouded in terrifying firelight, but before she could run two steps, she was held down by Chu Lie on the shoulder, and the qi burst out, and Shi Xuan's fire attribute true qi that had reached the realm of breaking through the hole was suppressed by Chu Lie with strong vitality before it could be completely released, and he said in a deep voice:

"Don't go over."

"But Daddy is still in there! Chu Lie, let go of me! Let go of ......"

"Quiet!"

Chu Lie's voice suddenly raised, almost screaming angrily, even Shi Xuan, who was now flustered and struggling, couldn't help but pause, and then heard Chu Lie's voice regaining his composure ringing in her ears:

"With this level of flames, there is no way to pose the slightest threat to the seniors."

"If you don't believe me, listen quietly."

Under Chu Lie's control, Shi Xuan's heavy breathing calmed down a little, and at the same time, a very rhythmic, thunderous roar-like voice sounded one after another, and the familiarity revealed in it made the girl's pupils shrink slightly, and she couldn't believe it.

"In, in iron?! Stinky Daddy...... Is that possible? ”

"It's a sword."

Bai Xiaosheng, who walked slowly, shook the folding fan lightly, and added with a chuckle: "The fire illuminates the world, and the red stars are chaotic with purple smoke...... Contemporary Ou Yezi, when casting swords, the momentum is not small. ”

"Whew~ It's good to cast a sword, it's good to cast a sword, the dead ghost dad really scared me to death...... Wait a minute! ”

"When...... Contemporary Ouyezi?! ”

Shi Xuan gently stroked his chest, complained again and again, his expression suddenly changed, he turned his head stiffly, looked at Bai Xiaosheng, who was extraordinary in demeanor and bearing, and Chu Lie, who had a look of recognition, swallowed his saliva, and repeated with great difficulty:

"My father, Ou Yezi? The ...... in the Jianghu story written by Bai Xiaosheng The first craftsman? ”

"Huh?"

The handsome middle-aged man paused the folding fan in his palm, frowned slightly, and said, "That's not right." ”

"Whew~, I'll just say it......"

Shi Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, with a mixture of relaxation and regret on her face, and grinned: "How can that father of my family be Ou Yezi......" As he spoke, he reached out and stroked his chest to smooth his breath - the news just now made her legs and feet a little weak, and at this moment, she heard the middle-aged man in a green shirt shake his head again and again and said:

"No, no, no, I have never written any stories about the rivers and lakes."

"The previous generation of Bai Xiaosheng should not have written it."

Puff~

The smile on Shi Xuan's face stiffened, and he couldn't support it anymore, his feet were soft, and he sat down directly on the ground, his trembling fingers pointed at Bai Xiaosheng, who was slightly stunned, his tongue was a little knotted, and he said stiffly: "Baibai, Bai Xiaosheng?!" ”

"Fake, fake, fake."

"The Ancient ...... There are a lot of stories! Written by Bai Xiaosheng! ”

"The most, it's hard to have it recently, there is "Living Up to Chu Qinglie in the World" from the running businessman, which is written, the emotional story of Chu Qinglie and the Hundred Flowers Fairy, I don't know this, you, how can you be Bai Xiaosheng?!"

"Huh?"

Bai Xiaosheng was slightly stunned, then shook his fan to look at Chu Lie, and said with a smile: "You and the contemporary Hundred Flowers Fairy, there is such an affair?" Hahaha, it seems that the old man is indeed derelict in his duties......"

Chu Lie's expression was still as indifferent as ice, he glanced at Bai Xiaosheng, and said in a calm tone:

"Nangong Ye is the daughter of Xuanjizi's predecessors, and the younger generations have always been only regarded as righteous sisters."

"The love between men and women has never existed, but I don't know how long it will take for Ou Yezi's predecessor to cast a sword."

"There is no exact time for this, and the old man never thought that he would be so anxious, just collected the soul of the Tiger Luan, and began to reforge the ......."

“…… Is that so? ”

Chu Lie and Bai Xiaosheng began to talk softly about Ou Yezi's sword forging again, while Shi Xuan was sitting on the ground, looking at the two in front of him blankly, if someone said that her father was Ou Yezi at ordinary times, she would definitely be pulled all over the mountain by her with a wooden stick, but now, ......

Turning his head to look at the flames that rose to the sky, and then looking at the expression behind Chu Lie, the blood qilin that slowly dissipated, Shi Xuan, who had been growing freely in this far away from the bustling Dahuai Town for seventeen years, felt that his world was collapsing in an instant.

"Dead ghost daddy is the world's number one god craftsman Ou Yezi?"

"My swordsmanship master is the young pavilion master of the world's number one sword sect, and he lives up to Chu Qinglie in the world?"

"The uncle who often comes to eat is Bai Xiaosheng, who crisscrosses the rivers and lakes?"

PS: Today's first update.