Under the green mountains and green waters, the strange peaks are beautiful, and under the majestic mountains, it is a quiet small valley, where green bamboos sway in the wind, clusters of wildflowers compete to bloom first, and occasionally hares and elks run freely, just like a paradise.

In the valley, there is a small lake, and there are two or three wooden houses next to the small lake, which have not been inhabited for many years, and have become decaying.

People say that the sunset is the end of the world, and the end of the world is forgotten and there is no home. has hated Bishan to be blocked, and Bishan is still covered by twilight clouds.

Ye Xian'er pushed open the door of the house, looked at the simple tables, chairs and benches in the room, her heart was a little trance, she seemed to see a white-haired old man, sitting on the bench, holding a big cigarette pouch in his right hand, swallowing clouds and spitting fog there, and then, I don't know if I was choked by the dry smoke or what's going on, my left hand covered my chest, and coughed violently.

"Grandpa Wu!"

Seeing this, Ye Xian'er walked over quickly, wanting to beat the old man's back, but she had just taken two steps, but the scene in front of her changed.

There was still an old man in front of him, empty, and even the bench did not know how much dust had fallen, and he could no longer see the original color.

Her heart suddenly became sour, her eyes were red, she slowly walked to the wooden frame, put the sackcloth on the shelf into the basin, and then stretched out her hands as white as jade, picked up the dusty wooden basin, came to the small lake not far away, and filled it with water.

Ye Xian'er took the wooden basin full of water, returned to the room again, and began to clean the house, wiping every corner of the house little by little, as a long time ago, extremely serious.

After a period of busyness, the whole room was brand new, clean, and there was not a trace of dust in sight.

Seeing this, Ye Xian'er couldn't help but show a satisfied smile on the corner of her mouth, but soon, the smile on her face disappeared, and her eyes became gloomy.

Year after year, day after day, the seasons rotate, the scenery is still the same, but things are no longer human.

She sighed, silently closed the door, first went to the town near the valley to buy a pot of turbid wine, a few kinds of vegetables, and then used the unfamiliar craftsmanship to make a few side dishes, carefully put them in the food box, and carried the food box to the back of the valley.

At the back of the valley, there was a small tomb, lonely and alone, the head of which was overgrown with weeds, and a small tombstone made of wood, begging to stand there, full of desolation.

After such a long time, the handwriting on it has become blurry and somewhat invisible.

Ye Xian'er came to the tombstone, opened the food box, placed a few small dishes made by herself, took out the pot of turbid wine, filled the wine glass she brought, and kowtowed respectfully.

"Grandpa Wu, you've come to see you! I haven't come back for so long, will you blame you? ”

"Actually, Nannan also wants to come back early, but Nannan can't. I have to work hard to cultivate, and I want to find my brother to come back......"

"For so many years, Nan Nan has not been lazy at all, and has been working very hard and cultivating very hard......"

"This time, Nan Nan will definitely bring my brother back, and then take you home with me!"

"Grandpa Wu, don't worry, Nan Nan has become very powerful now, very powerful, I will definitely bring my brother back, I will definitely ......"

Seeing this, Ye Xian'er's eyes were red, tears couldn't stop flowing, her voice was a little choked, and while talking with the old man in the tomb, she pulled out the wild grass on the grave one by one.

She confided in the old man and told the old man in the tomb that she had been doing well over the years, and asked the old man not to worry.

She promised over and over again that this time, she would definitely get her brother back and take the two home together, forever together, never to be separated again.

She picked up her wine glass, drank with the old man in the tomb, and talked about the past, bit by bit, as if it happened yesterday, all of which she had never forgotten.

In the end, she said that she was tired and drunk, and lay down by the tombstone and fell into a deep sleep.

The sun rises in the east, the morning glow fills the sky, and the golden sunlight shines into this quiet small valley, as if it is covered with a layer of golden armor, which is very beautiful.

Under the golden sunlight, Ye Xian'er opened her hazy eyes, and her jade hand made a sword grip movement, but she suddenly grabbed the air, which made her wake up instantly, and she stood up in the blink of an eye, looking around vigilantly.

Over the years, she has been spending time in killing, almost no leisure time, and the long sword in her hand has become instinctive.

When she opened her eyes and saw the scene in front of her, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, took out the fairy sword that had been cultivated in the bitter sea, showed firmness in her eyes, saluted the old man in the tomb again, and then turned around and left without looking back, she silently promised in her heart: "Grandpa Wu, you wait a little longer, and when Nannan finds his brother, I will take you away!" ”

After ten years, stepping into the territory of the Feather God Dynasty again, Ye Xian'er's expression was extremely complicated, the monstrous killing intent was tumbling in her heart, and the fairy sword in her hand continued to tremble, as if she couldn't help but want to get out of the sheath and drink the enemy's blood.

She never forgot that when Grandpa Wu hugged her, it was from here that he bleed all the way and rushed out, and the scenes of the past seemed to happen in front of her.

She took a deep breath, tried to calm the killing intent in her heart, appeased the fairy sword in her hand, and kept telling herself: It's not the time, it's not the time.

She came this time to find her brother, at least to find her brother's bones, and then take her brother home with Grandpa Wu.

Of course, there is also the fact that she wants to find out the cause of her brother's death, know how her brother died, and she wants to avenge her brother and not let her brother's death be unknown.

Unfortunately, these two things, no matter which one they are, are not simple, and they can be said to be extremely difficult.

Ye Xian'er practiced the Hongmeng Creation Sutra, so she knew better than anyone the value of a holy body, even if the holy body had died, his corpse still had unimaginable value, and it was a rare treasure in the world.

Therefore, she could imagine that her brother's corpse would never be hastily buried if it fell into the hands of the Feather God Dynasty, and it was very likely that it would be used by them again, and the possibility of trying to find it back was really small, very small.

It's just that she always has a glimmer of luxury, hoping that her brother's body can be preserved, not destroyed, and that she can take her brother home.

If you want to recover your brother's body, the difficulty is unimaginable.

In the same way, if you want to find out the cause of your brother's death and avenge your brother, the difficulty is no less than the former, and it will even be more difficult.

In the past ten years, she has also inquired about the behavior of the Feather God Dynasty from the Mending Heaven Pavilion and other holy places, but unfortunately these holy places don't know anything about the behavior of the Feather God Dynasty, even the five-color altar is unknown, only knowing that the five-color altar is the node of the Starry Sky Ancient Road, as for where it leads, it is not clear.

Such an answer, of course, can't satisfy Ye Xian'er, she can't let her brother's death be unclear, and she doesn't want her brother's body to be left behind, so she has to come, and she can't help but come.

She has no good impression of the Feather God Dynasty, if she has enough strength, she will definitely personally knock the Feather God Dynasty into the dust and completely destroy it, because everything is inseparable from the Feather God Dynasty.

If there was no Feather Divine Dynasty, she and her brother would not be separated, and they would always be happy and happy together in that small mountain village.

If there was no Feather God Dynasty, my brother would not have died inexplicably, and even his body would have been left out and could not be recovered.

If there was no Feather Divine Dynasty, Grandpa Wu would not have been chased by thousands of miles and seriously injured to death, lying alone in the silent small valley.

All of this is the fault of the Feather God Dynasty, and everything is the fault of the Feather God Dynasty!

In Ye Xian'er's heart, the killing intent was difficult to calm down, and the hatred was difficult to collect, she couldn't wait to kill everyone in the Feather God Dynasty and wipe out everything in the Feather God Dynasty.

It's just that she can't, not that she doesn't want to, it's not that she doesn't want to, but she can't do it.

She knows better than anyone the horror of the Feather God Dynasty, the first in Zhongzhou, the best in the world, which can be shaken by her as a small Dragon Transformation Realm monk.

Therefore, she had to bury the killing intent in her heart, restrain the hatred in her heart, use the technique of fake body, change into another appearance, and quietly go to the Feather Divine City to find the truth of the past.