The sun is shining brightly and the sun is shining.

Under the sun, everything is spiritual, the plants and trees are vigorous, and the beasts are excited.

Sword God Mountain, the hut of the night stars.

Stepping into this cabin where I have lived for nearly ten years again, I am still full of excitement in my heart. After coming to the Shadow Sword Pavilion, he only stayed with Zhou Lun for three days before he was arranged here.

Of course, this is not my own idea, after all, a seven-year-old little furry child should sleep with his parents or in his mother's arms.

Zhou Lun once told him: "If you want to become a man who stands up to the sky, the first thing you need to do is to learn to live independently, and you can't always rely on your elders." ”

Fortunately, as the son of the temple, he has been tortured since he was a child, and although he has not tried it before, he still survives except for some panic on the first night.

Zhou Lun was very satisfied, and then discussed with the pavilion master to give him this small house.

I have lived like this for ten years, and I suddenly have an indescribable feeling in my heart when I look at the old beds in the hut and the wooden windows that look at the stars that night.

Walking into the hut, he gently stroked the wooden chair by the window, and couldn't help but smile at the corner of his mouth, muttering, "It seems that the teacher has helped me clean it more than once." ”

Speaking of this, I can't help but think of the scene when I was mistaken for peeing my pants and became the laughing stock of the disciples of the whole pavilion before I was ten years old.

If Zhou Lun hadn't come out to explain, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to wash myself by jumping into the Yellow River, I rarely talked to people outside Zhou Lun before I was ten years old, and I didn't speak for a whole year after that.

Since then, Zhou Lun has been protecting him, watching him grow up, helping him overcome many difficulties, and thinking that he was not without the care of his elders, but he was not a parent who was related by blood.

Sitting gently on the wooden chair and looking out the window again, everything is still so familiar, the only difference may be that I have become a little stronger.

After the recruitment competition, he also had a mental understanding of Xiao Chen's guys, and they were undoubtedly much stronger than he expected.

Including Luo Ying, Chu Fengli of the Glazed Sword Pavilion, and the Ice and Fire Twins, etc., are not fuel-efficient lamps.

Among these people, the three people he feared the most were Miss Mo, Mo Ying'er, Xiao Chen, and Na Chu Fengli.

Needless to say, Mo Ying'er was a first-day talent in the territory of Fancheng Baili, and with the strength of the peak of the Yuanlun Realm, she had already proved her strength by bursting out with strength that was enough to compete with the middle stage of the Yingfan Realm.

What's more, she was the only person she had ever seen who used two secret weapons, and in the final battle with Sora Shirai, she performed a very strong and perfect combo.

She is the only one who can freely use the two secret weapons in his cognition, and he really doesn't know what this woman grew up eating.

He once thought more than once that there was no genius in this kind of place, which was also the subconscious cognition of the son of the temple, but unexpectedly, this little genius of the Hundred Miles Realm of Fancheng was not nothing, obviously, Mo Ying'er was already a genius like this.

However, he also understands that there is no real genius, and only by putting in more effort than others can a real strong party be achieved.

It's not so much that that kind of person is a genius, but that the conditions for cultivation are better and more cruel.

As the little prince of the Haoyue Temple, he is also the best cultivation object of the temple, and until now he doesn't want to recall that dark seven years.

He did not deny that kind of cultivation method could achieve a truly strong person, but in exchange for a dark childhood, and a shadow that could never be erased.

Even the sons of the temple are also individuals, and in Haoyue's words, as long as they do not go beyond the scope of the divine realm, they are all mortal spirits.

The most important thing for a mortal is not to become stronger, but to be happy, because mortal spirits do not have the ability to live forever, and some things are lost for a lifetime.

There are no regrets in his life, these are the words that Night Xingchen has always kept in his heart, what he has to do is not only to become stronger, but there are many, many things waiting for him to complete.

Maybe it will take decades, even centuries to complete it, but these will have to be done one by one anyway.

As for Xiao Chen and Chu Fengli, he was also deeply jealous, the former didn't need to be said, the Thunder Pavilion and the Shadow Sword Pavilion were already closely related, and they had naturally heard of Xiao Chen's control over the Thunder Decision, and with the Five Thunder Thunder Array, he would be an extremely powerful enemy if he was an opponent.

And the latter's strength has always been incomprehensible to him, and in the battle with Shiraikong, he always felt that she didn't exert her full strength, and her jealousy was completely a subconscious reaction.

Taking a gentle breath of fresh air, Nightstar decided to plan his future journey.

He stayed in the Shadow Sword Pavilion for three days at most, and then he had to return to the Sword God Mountain to do penance, because the next competition he was going to participate in was related to his fate.

That's ...... Compete for the First of All Swords!

Although the people who participated in the competition for the first of all swords were all unsightly second-tier sect disciples, the name of 'head of all swords' was the title of the entire divine domain.

You must know that no matter how strong the Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts is, it is only Erer in the huge Divine Domain, but the sect that won the title of 'Head of All Swords' is different, and its name will be remembered by all the forces in the entire Divine Domain, even the five great temples.

As for why, the night stars can't say, only that this contest has been handed down from the time of the ancestors, and it has been like this since ancient times.

And the competition is run by some imperial royal families, and each time a different imperial royal family sends a front-line force to hold it.

The first-line sect that was sent to hold this time was the Sword Star Divine Pavilion, a powerful force that was not weak in the slightest when looking at the entire Sword Peak Empire.

I don't know much about this Sword Star Divine Pavilion Night Star, I only heard that the strength of the Divine Pavilion Pavilion Lord is extremely unfathomable, and even the Valley Master of the Ten Thousand Beasts Valley has to be afraid of three points.

In terms of overall strength, the Sword Star Divine Pavilion was undoubtedly slightly weaker than the Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts, after all, the Beast Control Master still had a lot of status on the mainland.

"Will it start in three months?" clenched his fists, Nightstar muttered.

There is no doubt that the competition for the first prize of all swords is an opportunity for him to become stronger, and he will enter the Sword Star Divine Pavilion no matter what.

The road ahead is very long, and the Shadow Sword Pavilion is just the beginning, if you want to become stronger, you have to join a stronger sect and accept more painful cultivation. Of course, this is not called betrayal, because it is also a rare good thing for the Shadow Sword Pavilion for him to enter the Sword Star Divine Pavilion.

The name of the head of the swords will also protect the Shadow Sword Pavilion for ten years, which is also the responsibility of the royal family of the Sword Peak Empire.

"You want to be in such a hurry to become stronger, is it because of that little girl?"

Suddenly, an extremely familiar voice came from his mind, the voice could not distinguish between men and women, but stood up with excitement for the night star.

"Haoyue?!"

After a long time, he spit out a sentence in shock.

How could he hear this voice that is neither male nor female?

"You...... Woke up?"

"Ang, you better sit down first, why are you making such a fuss. ”

Haoyue's voice came from his mind, and Night Xingchen sat down with a dry smile, a smile on his face.

It had been half a month since Haoyue fell asleep, and he was worried about whether something had happened, but now he was naturally happy to see him wake up.

The relationship between it and Haoyue is quite special, after all, it is just a secret weapon in the end, but after all, it has been with (voyeurism) for seventeen years, no matter how you say that there are still some feelings in this aspect.

"You're right, now I know how weak I am. He shook his head lightly and said with a wry smile.

"Beaten and cried by the people of the Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts?" Haoyue's sneering voice came.

Upon hearing this, Ye Xingchen's eyes instantly widened, and he said in shock: ", how do you know?"

At the same time, he wondered in his heart: "Hasn't this guy been asleep for half a month? It stands to reason that it is impossible to know about Shirai Sora and them." ”

"Hmph, I'm a dignified artifact, and I still have a trick to steal memories. ”

"Damn, this Nima is okay?" Night Xingchen almost jumped up, wouldn't he be able to escape his eyes if he did anything unscrupulous in the future?!

No, where did it come from!

But it's not good, there's no secret, it!!!