Chapter I

There are four countries in the human world, three sects and nine factions, five seas and eight wildernesses, among which the Spirit Sword Sect is the head of the three sects, and its sect master is one step ahead of other sects to enter the god transformation stage, and the only disciple under the door - Wei Ling is even more amazing, talented, young age is only a weak crown year has entered the Jindan period of great consummation. His outer brother and sister are extremely protective of this little junior brother.

Among the four countries

Headed by Yoga Anguo.

And there are four treasures in Yoga.

One is the sword of Suiyuan, which contains a sword spirit conceived and transformed by the aura of heaven and earth, and blesses a country.

The second is the Sikong method, the exercise is as its name suggests, if one move and one style are powerless, but they can set off the yellow sand, roll the wind and clouds, and kill invisibly.

The third is the spiritual vein, the aura is vast but extremely warm, and it is regarded as a hotbed to nurture spiritual plants.

And the fourth is extremely interesting, it is the national teacher of Yu Anguo, its strength is strong but no one knows how far it has become, and now it seems to be a hundred years old, but it is still as elegant as a mist, warm as jade. can't help but make people wonder that its strength is terrifying.

It is also relying on these four treasures that Yu An Guo has become the top of the list of all countries, and his strength is strong.

And no one knows the origin of these four treasures, just like a mystery, where they came from and when they left are all blank.

I also heard that there was a general Yan in Yu Anguo thirteen years ago.

However, the peach and plum years have entered the early days of the Yuan Dynasty, and they are well-known in the four countries and are deeply loved by the people. Although she is a female general, she is strong, and no one in the military camp is unconvinced, and she is extremely united, so she has rectified many rebels for Yoga Anguo.

General Yan has no father or mother, and has been abandoned on the street since he was born, and was later picked up by General Yin and raised as his own child to pass on the Yin family incense. I wanted General Yan to know the deep boudoir that the woman was good at, but seeing that General Yan was not interested in it at all, and he couldn't put it down when he opposed the practice of martial arts and holding a sword, the old General Yin was overjoyed when he saw this, and he was too lazy to touch that troublesome thing, so he threw it aside and laughed twice and picked it up to teach General Yan his cultivation and martial arts in person.

And General Nayan also lived up to General Yin's expectations, and it took a very short time to succeed General Yin, and became the first female general in the history of Yu'an Kingdom by courtiers and people from all walks of life.

It's a pity that such a legendary woman was jealous of her talent and died young. With the strength of the middle of the Yuan Infant to save a five-year-old boy, he failed to resist the generals of other countries, and cast a spell that quenched a highly poisonous talisman. However, three out of twenty will step into the six realms of reincarnation.

It is reported that after the death of the general, the old man Yin sent the white-haired man to the black-haired man, and angrily asked for orders to kill the enemy, until the generals of that country were all killed, and then returned to his mansion, but saw that General Yan and the five-year-old boy disappeared together, the old man Yin was angry, and spent more than ten years of manpower and material resources to find it, and finally stepped into the Spirit Sword Sect to become an elder guest.

At the time of the chaos in the capital when people were turning over on their backs.

The five-year-old boy who was supposed to be missing looked silent as if he was at this age, looked at the sandalwood coffin in front of him, grabbed the Qiankun bag in his sleeve with his left hand, and then raised his hand to flick the two words engraved on the coffin - ancient sayings.

Then a fire burned the house to the ground, leaving nothing behind.

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Eighteen years later, Yu An was in the National Teacher's Mansion

The bamboo forest is light, and the deep and secluded dust is like a person in a fairyland.

In the middle of the bamboo forest stands a delicate pavilion, the quiet and beautiful small bridge flowing water and the natural transparent jade accompanied by a slight breeze, and then the wisps of clear and bright piano sound murmuring in the distance, melodious, full of a kind of rhyme, as if from the deep valley and mountains.

On the top of the pavilion, I saw a man sitting on the ground like a fairy, a pair of white and slender fingers gently plucking the strings like flowing water.

I saw the man's thin lips move slightly, and a young man in a white brocade robe in front of him raised his dark hair lightly and said:

"The ancient saying of the disciple is to worship the teacher of the other country."

Yoga Anguo

"The eye waves are rippling slightly, looking forward to the bright future, and the slender waist is like a willow. The appearance in the mirror, the shadow under the moon, the shape behind the curtain, how can you bear to abandon the concubine and abandon the cloud building? There are women in the Fang family who have tears dry, and they only pity the concubine. I only heard a woman's soft murmuring and ethereal voice, like a song and weeping, poignant and tactful. Before I saw him, I heard his voice echoing for a long time in the woods at the foot of Wushan Mountain in the north.

At the same time, from the quiet lakeside temple in the distance, there was an "click" of an old tree branch being trampled off, and then a man's scream of horror sounded very clearly by the temple.

Inside the city of Eastern Liao

"Tsk, how many corpses are there?"

"The sixth, you see, this corpse is worse than the other!

"What's the solution, the people who died were all the sons and brothers in the city, and no matter how bad they were, they were the second ancestors with fat heads and big ears. Little people like us can only watch dryly, so as not to be caught and lose their lives. ”

At the gate of the city, several catchers were carrying a wooden board covered with a white cloth, and the outline of a man's figure could be seen at first glance under the white cloth, but the figure was swollen as if it had been blistered for many hours.

"How many of you are sharp, mother-in-law, mother-in-law, do you look like a man?" A middle-aged man who looked like a head catcher from his official uniform said this, and he took out a whip from his waist and slapped the ground viciously, and a white mark appeared on the ground carefully paved with stone bricks. "Fuck me and get my own things in order, and you will suffer for delaying the county magistrate's case!"

Hearing this, one of them, who seemed to be a newcomer, blushed, glared at the catcher a few times in dissatisfaction, and then quickly lowered his head.

And these glances were taken by the head and looked at "you ————"

"This is the headcatcher." The interrupted head catcher seemed to be a little annoyed, and turned his head and was about to reprimand angrily, but he saw a man in a white brocade silk robe with a slender and straight figure, a long sword with a lingering aura hanging from his waist, and his face with distinct facial features was handsome and exquisite, with a little gentleness, the head catcher couldn't help but look down, and when his eyes fell on the wooden bell held on his waist, his face changed abruptly, "Under is Wei Ling, a closed disciple from the sect master of the Spirit Sword Sect, the master heard that this place is a little strange, and he was specially sent down the mountain to come here to practice." Wei Ling raised her hand and raised a token, her eyes smiling, and she spoke with a warm and jade-like temperament.

Originally, when he saw the wooden bell specially carried by the sect master's disciple on Wei Ling's waist, the head catcher was already in a cold sweat, and when he saw the token in his hand, his face turned pale by the coercion on it, and he almost knelt down.

Seeing this, Wei Ling hurriedly took back the token, and his face was anxious, "I'm really sorry for the head catcher, although I have entered the Yuanying in the next, I can't accurately control the strength, and the master also took advantage of this to order me to go down the mountain to experience here."

"It's not in the way, it's not in the way, it's that the strength of this head catcher is unsatisfactory, and it's just a foundation building period, how can it be compared to Wei Ling's son?" The face of the head catcher, who did not continue to be suppressed by coercion, turned better, but he was secretly afraid that he almost didn't provoke Wei Ling, who killed a thousand knives, and smiled reluctantly, "Master Wei can call me Zhang Fan, Lord Head Catcher is too rusty." ”

"This ———" Wei Ling hesitated for a moment, then raised his eyes and smiled, "Brother Zhang." ”

was called "Brother Zhang" by the closed disciple of the sect master of the Spirit Sword Sect, Zhang Fan couldn't help but feel that this Wei Ling was really not as arrogant as other sect disciples, and said silently, "How can I be the big brother of this voice?" Wei Gongzi, if you have anything to ask, just say it. ”

Wei Ling chuckled helplessly, "Then I'll say it directly." Saying that, he looked at Zhang Fan with some concern, and then patted the non-existent dust on Xue Baiyun's sleeve, "Just now I was walking in the city, and I saw a lot of white silk hanging in your mansion, and after a careful inquiry, I learned that the prince in the mansion was gone, and one after another, at the foot of Wushan Mountain, I found that the swollen corpses of the princes of various mansions were filled with stones. The loss of these two sons is not a big deal, at most it is a taboo if you don't pay attention, but it is a big deal if these five or six are gone. ”

"Master Wei, don't hide it, the sons of those rich businessmen were basically found in that lake every six days." Zhang Fan's shape was like a sigh, and his rugged square face became more and more black. "It's been more than a month since the discovery of the body of the first son, and His Majesty personally appointed an adult to come here as a county commander, but the county order is also useless, pretending to be honest in front of His Majesty, coming here to eat and wait for death to do not do business, bribing a large group of people to deceive Your Majesty, hey, who knows where he came from so bold."

Zhang Fan looked up, and then said in a low voice: "Don't talk about the stupid things that the county order did, just the corpses of the six sons and brothers that were fished out made people panic." We, the little people, call this matter 'Gongzi Case', after all, these are the sons in various noble mansions, and what remains unchanged is the way to die, tsk, two words, tragic. From the chest down, there were no internal organs, but they were filled with stones. If it weren't for the noon of more than a month ago, I was asked by the bamboo concubine Niangniang in the palace to go to the Biting Lake at the foot of the Wu Mountain to find the jade jade and bamboo hairpin that Niangniang lost here, I am afraid that I have not found the first body of the 'Gongzi case' until now. After saying this, Zhang Fan shook his head helplessly.

"It's like this—" Wei Ling stroked her forehead with her slender fingers as if she was very distressed, "Well, just a few days ago, I found a place for merchants in the city-the palace, and I stayed here as a guest." However, due to the "Gongzi case" a few days ago, the old man Wang directly ordered Wang Xiaogongzi not to leave the mansion for half a step, and sent a small servant with good talent to secretly protect and take care of the foundation building period" Wei Ling looked down at the sword on his waist and said in a deep voice, "I don't think about it, the palace was silent last night, and when the little man sent by the old man Wang was drowsy, he saw that the little prince Wang who was supposed to be resting on the rosewood mat suddenly got up, his body was stiff, his feet were silent, and his speed was extremely fast, so he put on the satin shoes and walked outside the mansion. After this little guy was awakened, he noticed that something was wrong, and was about to make a move, but Wang Xiaogongzi took the lead in turning his head and staring at him, his godless and empty eyes were extremely cold, and his true qi skyrocketed rapidly, and he actually rose from an ordinary person who had no cultivation until the early stage of Jindan before he could stop, although there was no inner Dan, but the aura was overflowing, but the aura was surrounded by black silk, like a ghost, and the little guy was also a brain, blowing the bamboo leaves to call the master of the palace at the same time, he did not hesitate to throw the evil talisman given by the old man Wang on the door of Wang Gongzi's life, but it didn't work, In the next second, he was slammed on the wall by Wang Xiaogongzi, and he spit out a few mouthfuls of blood and lost half his life. ”

With a chuckle, Wei Ling stood up with his hands and said: "Fortunately, the master of the Wang family came, captured Wang Xiaogongzi and took the little guy away, so it was no big deal." Just the next morning, there was news that the son of the Jin family was killed by the ghost of Wushan, and the son of Jin was the same as Wang Gongzi last night, and the same as the first five corpses, which was extremely terrifying. This Jin family master loves his son and is extremely angry. It took a lot of manpower and material resources to gather a number of Taoists to collect this harmful thing in just one hour, and I just took this opportunity to meet the power of this Wushan ghost. ”

"Sss Zhang Fan gasped. "I know this, but I don't know it so carefully, it's just that that thing is so ferocious and powerful, just one doppelganger can make an ordinary person rise to the Jindan stage, I'm afraid it's useless."

"Why be presumptuous." Wei Ling smiled and said softly, "Brother Zhang is so painstaking and laborious, and it is a blessing for the people. In the future, there must be a lot of trouble to ask Brother Zhang for help, please don't dislike it. ”

Zhang Fanlang laughed loudly: "It's okay, it's okay, Wei Gongzi is so sincere, how can I not be?" I'm a rough person, I don't know those things that speak elegantly, I'm afraid that when the time comes, I'll have to ask Wei Gongzi not to dislike it. ”

Wei Ling nodded and chuckled, and the three thousand ink hair stroked his face with the direction of the wind.

On the blue brick road of the alley of West Street

"Hush." A sneer sounded above the left side of the alley, "It's already in the middle of the Yuan infant stage, and I'm still pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger there, so I'm not too bored to panic." ”

Wei Ling stood still, raised her head when she heard the sound, and her pupils shrank where Su Ri's gentle and smiling gaze touched, and then suddenly became deeper.

In front of him, a little boy in a snow-white brocade robe was sitting on the ridge of the roof, with red lips and a fine grass in his mouth. A black hair is tied up by a strand of Luo yarn trimmed with gold wire, clean and neat with a little greenness, the facial lines are very clear, and the eyebrows are slightly raised up to show a little heroic, and a tear mole under a pair of smart eyes full of jokes adds a three-point charm to it.

There's no denying that this is a wonderful person.

Seeing that Wei Ling didn't say a word, the little boy raised his sleeves and flew down with a light click.

"Tsk, it's boring." The little boy stood in front of Wei Ling and leaned over to take a look, "Your disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect is very good-looking. ”

"But the eyes of the heart are really black, pretending to be an innocent and honest person, smiling at the surface of the headcatcher, and behind the scenes, he really gave a good dismount. But the one who lacks the heart and eyes really believes it, heh. Like I can do what I want to do, never be that hypocrite. The little boy smiled and patted Wei Ling's shoulder, then turned away with a gritted face, his eyebrows raised, the smug look on his face had not yet dissipated, and his robe moved slightly, and it was hidden at the corner of the green brick road.

behind

The breeze is blowing, and the sleeves are slightly raised.

Wei Ling stood still, as if there was no movement.

At this time, he saw Wei Ling suddenly raise his head, slightly twist an elegant Qiankun bag with his left hand in the cuff, and then lightly raised his eyes to stare at the looming back, there seemed to be a flash of red light in his eyes, and the color of excitement was even more undisguised, and his red lips were slightly raised, outlining a dark smile that was extremely inconsistent with the needs of a cultivator.

After calming down, Wei Ling had already recovered Su Ri's warm appearance, tilted his head and laughed softly:

"Found you."