The valley is deep, the jungle is dense, the clouds and mist are swirling all the year round, the birdsong is melodious and clear, the cold cold air makes the tender grass and green trees at the bottom of the valley verdant and dripping, the wild flowers are puffy, the fragrance is overflowing, the flowing water is murmuring, such as the ring Pei fighting, the sound of the water.

The boy lay quietly on an uneven boulder, feeling everything around him, and then quietly closed his eyes, and a brilliant smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"This is not the world, how can there be such a beautiful thing in the world?" the boy whispered to himself.

This young man is Ye Zhen, he vaguely remembers that he seems to have fallen from this valley, and when he first landed, his whole body was in severe pain, as if his lumbar vertebrae had been completely broken, and then he couldn't remember it anymore, he only knew that he must have gone to hell at this time, it turned out that hell was more than a hundred times more beautiful than the world.

He lay quietly for a while, but he was full of curiosity about this strange world, and finally couldn't hold it anymore and turned over. He looked around and saw that in the crack in the stone beside him, there was a dagger with gold wire and rubies that had no handle. The crack looked new and wide, and the blood that flowed into the crack had long since dried up and solidified on the stone.

He jumped off the stone, only to feel that his whole body was full of strength, and touched his back, only to feel intact, smooth and delicate skin, as if he had never been injured, he felt quite strange, and immediately relieved, he thought that after a person died, his soul should not be injured. With a slight force, he pulled out this exquisite and beautiful dagger, but saw that this dagger was half a foot long and about two centimeters wide, and the dagger was engraved with dense small characters.

After careful reading, I saw that what was written was:

This Hunyang Soul Devouring Sword is also my best friend before my death, I fought a hundred and ten rare opponents before my death, the merit of this sword should be half of it, I act happily and wantonly in my life, I feel very conscious, the only selfish profit casts a lifelong mistake, the family is left behind, the heart is broken and it is difficult to make up for it, because of the desperate gamble when entering the country, the soul is scattered, but this sword and I have a very spiritual rhino, seal my soul in it, it is a pity to cry! This move must lose its spiritual power, the brilliant sword emperor descended to the sword soul, and the human sword fell to this point, so what can I do? I broke the cauldron and sunk the boat regardless of the opposition of 10,000 people, has already had a plan, so engrave this word in the sword, this sword and a soul must drink blood to open the seal, when the person who sacrifices his life to save the people, the sword will be of great benefit to the cultivation of the sword, in addition, will be injected into the sword aura into the master's body, the lowly bloodline will be turned into a repairable bloodline, the noble bloodline of the past can be more icing on the cake, the noble bloodline and not awakened, then open the Xuan vein, by the blood of the lifeline, the way of heaven to the public, this sword will be with the master for the rest of his life, hoping to recast the glory of the sword emperor, Wanwang treats it kindly, the family sinner Ye Zhen。

After Ye Zhen read this content, he also roughly understood the meaning of this dagger, what this dagger said was that a person named Ye Zhen took risks to cultivate for his own selfish interests, regardless of the opposition of thousands of people, so that his soul was scattered, but his sword is a sword with spiritual power, this sword sealed its soul in the sword, but it also lost its spiritual power, and fell from the Sword Emperor to the Sword Soul, which also mentioned that it seems that his own blood helped it open the seal, so he is now the owner of this sword. It seems that if you say something to open the Xuan Vein, is your own Xuan Vein opened?

Isn't this a dagger? Is this credible?

Ye Zhen scratched his head, a little incomprehensible. What's more, if people are dead, what's the use? But he has a youthful heart, and getting such a dagger with exquisite workmanship is enough for him to cheer for a long time.

After repeatedly observing and playing, in a relaxed and happy mood, he jumped more than three feet high with a gentle jump. This ordinary action and unusual performance frightened himself, as if he had seen a ghost at this moment, his heart was pounding, and suddenly he thought that he was dead, he shook his head and smiled, and was immediately relieved.

He had heard that after a person died, the soul would be under the control of the underworld, so was this the underworld? Why didn't there be any other ghosts in the underworld?

He thought that maybe it was because the ghost king in the underworld hadn't found out that his current ghost was still in the valley where he fell.

I don't know what happened to my father at this time, whether he is still drinking wine to numb himself, thinking of his father's malaise and self-deception, his heart is like a knife, and he only blames himself for not being able to bring hope to his father.

......

Anyway, he just wanted to go back and see his father.

The mountain peak is steep and straight as if entering the nine clouds, Ye Shao has been climbing up along the cliff, fortunately, there are many ancient vines as thick as human arms on the cliff, Ye Shao grabbed them to face the difficulties, and after being tired, he stepped on the vine to rest for a while, and then continued to climb up, after more than an hour, he gradually felt that the scene was familiar, and the things in front of him were like the valley of the mountain behind his house.

He climbed to the top of the cliff, opened his arms, closed his eyes, greedily took a few deep breaths of fresh air, and then lay down on the grass with a satisfied face, put the dagger at his waist aside, and began to enjoy the tenderness and coolness of the draft. After more than an hour of climbing, he was already exhausted, and after a short rest like this, he only felt that his limbs were full of energy again.

He turned around and picked up the dagger, only to see the bright dagger shining in the dazzling sunlight, he suddenly jumped up as if he had realized something, he seemed to have heard that ghosts cannot be exposed to the sun, is he still alive? If he died, he did not have to climb the cliff as he had just done, but could easily get out of this valley with the gentle gust of wind. Ye Zhen was thinking carefully, as if he already knew these truths, and vaguely seemed to know them in one place, he only remembered that the place seemed to be called the earth, and the others were not particularly impressed.

In order to confirm his idea, he had an idea, and ran quickly to the small cabin at the foot of the mountain, where a little black spot was faintly visible.

Not long after, the small wooden house in which he had lived for more than nine years appeared in front of him, the weeds in front of the wooden house had been removed, and the dozen or so empty wine jars in front of the door were neatly arranged. It's just that the door of the wooden house is closed, and I didn't see my father, Ye Zhen guessed, did my father go to buy wine and drink again?

The door was just hidden, Ye Zhen gently pushed the door open and quietly walked in. The scene presented in front of him suddenly frightened him, and his face was as pale as earth......

Although the wooden house is small, but it is not short, just when he was panicking, I don't know how to save his father who was hanging under the beam with his head and neck, and looked dying, Huo Ran, with a whoosh, the dagger on his waist flew to the hemp rope that was hanging his father, and with a bang, the hemp rope was cut, and then the dagger flew back to Ye Zhen's waist, and his father, who had lost his pulling force, fell vertically like a kite with a broken string, and Ye Zhen was born out of nowhere with a huge force, firmly catching his father.