On the mountain road, at this moment, there are two people, one big and one small, the big one is a young man who looks like he is twenty-five or sixteen years old, although his appearance is ordinary, but he has an incomparably resolute look, his body is draped in a wide black cloak, covering half of his face, on his back, carrying a long sword that is nearly four feet long, wrapped in black cloth, faintly exuding an invisible aura, which makes people daunting, but it seems that he is suppressed by something, and he can't wreak havoc to his heart's content. And the little one is a boy with white hair, about thirteen or fourteen years old, and there is a red birthmark on the center of the two sword eyebrows, shaped like a red moon, giving people a sense of déjà vu, and those who are familiar can feel that this is the feeling given by the sword saint who has been dead for many years, and on his back, the divine soldier he is carrying is the unparalleled yang sword that intimidates the world.

The two walked and talked, and the atmosphere was relaxed and pleasant.

The young man is Qingkong, and the young man is the righteous son of the second dream, Long'er, is an orphan she realized when she accompanied Mingyue to look for Nie Feng outside, at that time, Long'er's mother was about to die, so he entrusted Long'er to the second dream, and the second dream took it as a righteous son and brought it back to the world to raise.

When Qingkong saw Long'er, he suddenly sensed that when he came out of the decisive battle of the world, the sword saint turned into smoke and died, but Long'er was born in the world at that moment, and there seemed to be something involved in the underworld, and for what to continue to exist, so Long'er immediately became his only disciple and was in charge of the Peerless Yang Sword.

At this time, Qingkong, who had been talking for a long time, changed the previous topic, and said indifferently: "Long'er, over the years, I have let you watch countless swords, let you build a foundation and practice internal strength, but I have never let you learn my swordsmanship, do you know what it is?" ”

"Master taught me this, presumably to lay a solid foundation for kendo, but I have read countless swords but did not let me learn master's swordsmanship, presumably let me gather experience in countless swordsmanship foundations, so as to realize my own kendo, Master, what I said is right?" Hearing this, the white-haired dragon hesitated slightly, and then immediately talked about it.

An inexplicable light flashed in Qingkong's eyes, and then nodded, but did not answer this, but diverted the topic, talked about the main reason for going out this time, smiled slightly, and said: "Your mother called the teacher to come with you this time, I am really worried that you are inexperienced in handling things in a small way, and it will not go well before you meet your biological father. Presumably your mother has already told you, she is not your biological mother, and your biological mother died in distress when she was already looking for your biological father. ”

"Well, these mothers have already said it, she said that if she and Aunt Mingyue hadn't arrived in time at that time, I might have died on the side of the road." Long Er didn't have much expression on his face, just a sigh between the words, but it was still hidden, obviously he also felt that it was extremely dangerous, but instead, he asked out loud with a puzzled face: "It's just, Master, are you so sure that my father is in the Modalan Ruo Temple?" ”

"Hehe, you forgot, how can I say that your master is also the leader of the world's largest gang Tianxia Association, and the information under his command can be poor? I've been checking your father's affairs for a long time, so I can naturally be sure. Qingkong Ha Lu Ha Da Lu smiled, and between his words, there was no sense of self-satisfaction.

The two of them walked happily, talking all the way, seemingly slow but actually fast, and in a flash, they had disappeared at the end of this nameless path.

After the breeze, the silent trail was cloudy, and the surroundings became gloomy, and from a distance, the trail was alone in the face of the approaching heavy rain, which gave people a sense of desolation.

At this moment, the monks in the temple are coming and going, one by one, all with strange faces, as if something big is about to happen.

Among them, the head of several senior monks is even more gloomy, the sky is gloomy, dark clouds are overwhelming, and the drowsy atmosphere makes the monks in the temple unable to lift their spirits.

"Ah finally arrived, fortunately it arrived before the rain, otherwise it would be difficult to resist again, Master, I said that if you pass on the King Kong Divine Skill to me earlier, I will definitely practice to a high and profound realm now, and water and fire will not invade" Long Er looked behind him, and then looked up at the sky, only to hear the thunder mixed with the sound of muffled, then turned his head and said to the sky in front of him, the words were casual and light, but his mood was so excited.

"You little ghost, the world is unlearned, the martial arts realm and internal strength are the foundation, if you don't practice the Xuanwu True Skill to the Xiaocheng realm, where can you participate in the Penetrating King Kong is not bad." Qingkong scolded angrily: "Okay, don't say more, you didn't see it, it seems that something is going to happen in this Modalan Ruo Temple, and it is a coincidence that we are here." ”

Hearing this, Long Er couldn't help but move his eyes, frowned, and said, "Will that affect our affairs, if we can't find our father here, it will be difficult." ”

Smiling slightly, Qingkong touched Long'er's head and said with relief: "Don't worry, Master can assure you that your father will definitely be in this temple." ”

Long Er looked at Mo Tu Lanruo in front of him and didn't speak again, but sometimes, the quieter he was, the more turbulent and turbulent his heart became!

"Okay, I'll take you to find it." Qingkong shook his head helplessly, and then, on his body, a terrifying momentum suddenly soared into the sky, although it seemed silent, but for masters above the realm of Ning Dan Grandmaster, there would definitely be an illusion of facing the stormy waves.

Ordinary people looking for people, especially in the martial arts sect like Modalan Ruosi, naturally it is a lot of trouble, but for an existence like Qingkong, it is very different.

Long Er looked at Qingkong with extremely hot eyes, as a disciple of Qingkong, he naturally knew that this was a terrifying supernatural power that could only be achieved after martial arts cultivation reached an extremely high realm, and his expression was hopeful, naturally he hoped that one day he would be able to reach such a realm.

Sword Saint, Nameless, Sword Emperor, these are all known top masters, they are all rare peak kendo powerhouses in today's martial arts.

And he, Long'er, will walk out of a sword realm of his own, and he has comprehended the Holy Spirit Sword Technique to get the sword twenty-one, which is the twenty-second sword, and he is about to comprehend it.

Perhaps, compared to the Sword Saint, his Holy Spirit Sword Technique is not perfect enough, but one day, he will definitely be able to evolve it to perfection, and when the time comes, the Sword Twenty-Three that destroys the world will reappear in the rivers and lakes and compose a martial arts myth, just like the sky sweeping the world invincible.

In the dark, sensing an extremely strong sword intent, this is definitely the momentum that has reached the realm of the grandmaster, Qingkong smiled with satisfaction, and then said indifferently: "The person has been found, you come with me"

"Yes, Master!" Long Er hurriedly responded excitedly, and then spread his body to keep up.

Obtained the true transmission of Qingkong, practiced Xuanwu Zhengong since childhood, coupled with the magic medicine of blood Bodhi, although Long'er was only thirteen years old, but his internal cultivation had already reached the innate extreme realm, and his body was fast, following Qingkong, not long after, the two of them passed through the front of the temple, came to the back mountain, and the pace was not stopped, and they crossed the corner of the mountain, and came to a tower-like abandoned house.

The abandoned house is surrounded by cluttered vegetation, and there is a thick black iron fence in front of the door, which is pitch black inside, but there are still human figures looming, making it difficult to see.

Qingkong smiled slightly, and said to Long'er beside him: "He's inside, you go and take a look, explain your condition, and then tell him your mother's last words, don't look for short-sightedness, take good care of you in the future." As he spoke, he waved one hand, and an invisible aura instantly hit the iron bar, and the iron bar was instantly broken into two halves and fell to the left and right respectively.

"Hmm!" Long Er nodded his still childish face, and walked in slowly, the person in the darkness was likely to be his biological father, he had to be nervous, and his heart was also suspended, beating slowly.

And at this moment, a strange light flashed in his eyes, and he secretly said in his heart: "Long'er's father is a foreigner from Persia, hehe accepted him into Lao Tzu's world meeting, then, we can be regarded as an international power."

At this time, the dragon had already entered the abandoned house, and soon there was a sound from inside, and with the hearing of the sky, he naturally collected what they said in his ears.

After a while, an awe-inspiring sword intent rose into the air, Qingkong's brows curled slightly, and he said in surprise: "The two-pole sword was born."