Chapter 2 Xuantian

When the rooster crowed for the third time, the sky above Qingzhou City began to turn white. At this time, Qin Han had already gotten up and finished washing, and was cleaning up the medicine basket and hoe for collecting medicine for a while. There was no palm lamp, and the house was no different from the night, but fortunately, Qin Han had long been accustomed to all kinds of furnishings in the house, and he did not make any noise. Picked up the bamboo basket, took the medicine hoe, and stuffed two somewhat hard corn buns into his arms. Qin Han exhaled lightly and prepared to go out.

"Ahem...... Cough...... Xiao Han, are you going out?" Old Man Qin's low cough and somewhat weak voice came from the back room.

"Father, you're awake, I want to go out early, and maybe I'll be back before dinner. Hearing his father's voice, Qin Han felt a little guilty, but he didn't expect to wake up his father.

Sensing that his son was a little self-blaming, Old Man Qin shook his head in the dark and said, "It's okay, I've already woken up, cough...... Cough...... , Xiaohan, or don't go, it's such a cold day, and it's snowing, it's going to be very dangerous to pick medicine. Also, didn't Dr. Wang say that my disease will get better slowly? ”

"It's okay, father, I've been to Qingfeng Mountain many times with Dr. Wang, and I'm very familiar with it. Qin Han said lightly.

"But ......"

"Don't worry, father, if it really can't be done, I won't force it" Qin Han's next sentence blocked Old Man Qin's remaining words.

"Then you must be careful, remember, don't be reluctant!" Old man Qin said a little helplessly, Qin Han, don't look at his usual few words, he rarely disobeys himself, but he is actually a very assertive child, and he is a little stubborn. The things he decided rarely change.

When Qin Han was eight years old, Old Man Qin broke his leg. At that time, Qin Han offered to go to the stable to feed the horses instead of Old Man Qin, but the kind-hearted housekeeper of Qingfu did not take the eight-year-old child's words to heart, but only arranged another person to do the work. But the next day, when the family arrived at the stable, he found that the thirteen horses had already been fed well, and it was not yet dawn, when the family came to the place where their father and son lived, they found that the old man Qin was helping little Qin Han with tears in his eyes to bandage his little hand that was slipped by the grass.

Even if his hands are full of holes, Xiao Qinhan does not have a day of slackness, and his stubbornness makes people feel distressed and angry. The helpless old butler had no choice but to let him go. In this way, Xiao Qin Han insisted on holding on for three months until Old Man Qin's leg was healed. Xiao Qin Tietou's nickname is also popular in Qingfu.

Pushing open the door, the snow on the ground reflected the gray light of the sky, and the whole world took on a bleak white. Walking into the yard, a foot-deep snow creaks underfoot, leaving two deep holes in the flat snow with each step. Looking back at the series of neat footprints, remembering the way Qingyu left last night, the corners of Qin Han's mouth pulled up a slight arc. Coughed lightly, put his hands behind his back and took square steps, and slowly walked out of the Qin family's courtyard.

Qingfeng Mountain is not far from Qingfu, and it is only half an hour's journey, of course, this is the foot of Qingfeng Mountain. Qingfeng Mountain is the largest mountain in Qingzhou City, but it is not the highest, it is full of mountains but does not tower. Qingfeng Mountain produces the most precious herbs and the most rare beasts in Qingzhou City. It's a paradise for herb pickers and hunters, and it's a great place to visit in spring and summer. It's just that last night's heavy snow blocked the mountain road, and most of the grass and trees were covered with snow, except for a few hunters who were stationed in the mountains to prepare for winter hunting, and now Qingfeng Mountain is no longer set foot on it.

When Qin Han stopped at the foot of the mountain, the sky was no longer the gray and misty when he first went out, although the early sun had not yet risen, it was clearly visible as far as his eyes could see.

Qin Han also knew that he had to climb the mountain as soon as possible, if the sun came out, the light reflected on the snow would stab his eyes, and the mountain road would be slippery, which was an extremely dangerous thing. Carefully tucking his trousers into his deerskin boots, re-tying his belt, and carefully arranging his clothes, Qin Han took a deep breath and took a firm step towards the peak.

"Wait for me...... Wait...... Wait for me", there was a call behind him, Qin Han stopped and followed the sound, only to see a person riding a pure black horse not far away was galloping towards him quickly, on the white snow, the black horse was very conspicuous.

"Oh my God, isn't it......" Qin Han couldn't help but moan, staring blankly at the horses getting closer and closer, he didn't even know that the medicine hoe he was holding in his hand had fallen to the ground, God knew how much he wanted to find a hole to get into it immediately and disappear from the field of vision of the person on the horse.

"Huh......" The horse stood up in front of Qin Han, and then stopped steadily, the knight on the horse seemed to deliberately want to deliberately show off his superb riding skills, and then stepped over the horse's back with his right leg, ready to make a dashing dismount.

Who knew that he fell head-on in the snow with a "bang ......", and the horse on the left hung a boot that shook slightly.

"Brother Qingyu, are you okay?" The person riding the horse was Qingyu, the second son of Qingfu, looking at Qingyu with a large character in the snow, Qin Han was stunned for a while before coming back to his senses, and hurriedly walked over to help him up.

"Uh, mistakes, mistakes, stirrups pinned to boots. Before Qin Han came, Qingyu who fell into the snow had already struggled to get up. Qingyu shook her somewhat cloudy head, and explained with some embarrassment as she looked at Qin Han, who was still sluggish.

Qin Han looked at the second son in front of him speechlessly, his hat was half hanging on his head, his left foot without boots was half-raised, and there were still clumps of snowflakes on his exposed hair and between his collars. "Qingyu, this is the one you sang, and you also rode out the master's favorite wind. Qin Han gently stroked a horse's head that was rubbing against him. This horse named Swift Wind is the heart of the old man of Qingfu, it is pitch black, without a single stray hair, and it is as shiny as a black brocade.

Qingyu took the boots handed over by Qin Han, rolled her eyes and said, "Aren't horses just for riding, what's the use of tying them at home all day." I came to walk the horse for the old man, and he should thank me! As for why I am here, I need to ask, I need to ask, go up the mountain with you to collect medicine, how can you go alone in such weather. ”

"Jade ......"

"Hey...... Hey, stop, I haven't climbed Mt. Aomine on a snowy day, and I want to try it, so don't be too impressed. Qingyu smiled as she patted the snow on her body lightly.

Qin Han said, "But didn't you say last night that you were going to go to Immortal Master Liu and beg him to take you as an apprentice?"

Qingyu waved his hand and said, "Forget it, he doesn't look down on me anyway, otherwise why didn't he take me away but took the third child away." ”

"But it's dangerous, it snowed last night, and the road is slippery......"

"Don't do it anymore, don't come forward and lead the way, I don't know the way up the mountain. Qingyu interrupted Qin Han's words with a glare.

"But...... Ay...... Forget it" Looking at the Qingyu who was facing Qingfeng Mountain, Qin Han shook his head helplessly, it is good to have a companion, but if this companion is a Qingyu who is in the sky and into the earth, then I don't know what the result will be.

Qin Han gently patted Brushing Wind's back and said softly, "Go back, Brushing Wind, you can't go up this mountain." Strange to say, the wind seemed to understand, and sure enough, he slowly walked back the way he came.

"Hey, why does this beast listen to you so much, as if I am his master?"

"Because I feed it every day."

“......”

The slowly rising sun stretched the figures of the two young boys on the snow......

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Thousands of miles away from this place of Luoxia Mountain, green cliffs and strange stones, cutting the wall of the peak. The clouds and smoke above the mountainside are shrouded, ethereal and hazy, and when the wind rises, the clouds and mist rise and fall, if they are leaving. When the wind stops, it swells lightly and slowly, and the mist is full of clouds.

And the first major faction of the righteous path in the Immortal Cultivation Realm, the Xuantian Sword Sect is located on the top of Luoxia Mountain!

The wind suddenly rose, and the sky was blue and red, and the two winds were flying towards Luoxia Mountain, and the red mangs flew up at great speed like the swallows that had just come out of the summer nest, and suddenly swooped down, on the other hand, the blue light behind it was unhurried, and it followed it steadily.

In the blink of an eye, two rays of light came to a halt in front of a cliff to the south of Luoxia Mountain. The light dissipated, revealing two fairy swords, one red and one blue, emitting a faint glow. Standing on the red fairy sword is a young man of about thirteen or fourteen years old, dressed in white, handsome eyebrows and starry eyes, although the childishness between the eyebrows has not retreated, but there is already a fairy style in his gestures, and the young man is actually able to fly with a sword at this age, and there is a faint purple qi churning between the pupils of the stars, and it is obvious that the cultivation of the Xuantian Sword Technique has made a lot of achievements.

And immediately behind the white-clothed young man, standing on the azure fairy sword was a man in green clothes, the man was about thirty, slender, resolute face, holding a Taoist mane on his head, his hands behind his back, and he looked calm and relaxed.

The young man in white turned to look at the man in Tsing Yi who was calm and relaxed behind him, wiped the sweat from his sideburns, and said angrily: "Senior Brother Chaofeng, seeing that I am so tired, you can't blush slightly, give me some confidence, don't always look very relaxed, don't you know that this is very detrimental to my self-esteem?"

Bai Chaofeng is the most popular son of Xuantian.

The Nine Sons of Xuantian are the symbol of the Xuantian Sword Sect, and their fame in the cultivation world even surpasses that of the entire Xuantian Sword Sect. They represent the future and hope of the Xuantian Sword Sect. The Xuantian Nine Sons were selected by the Xuantian Sword Sect from nearly a thousand disciples through the Great Ratio of each Jiazi, each of them required both ability and political integrity, and outstanding talents, and each of them must reach the fourth level of Xuantian Due, and the age must not exceed one Jiazi. Whether it is cultivation or talent, every one of the nine sons of Xuantian is a leader in the cultivation world. In some other small sects, at least they are at the elder level. And Feng Xingzi is the best among the nine sons of Xuantian!

Facing the angry accusation of the junior brother in front of him, Bai Chaofeng's resolute face did not change in any way, but said indifferently: "Senior Brother Li, you are fourteen years old, and you have cultivated to the third layer of Xuantian Decision, and you are really talented. No wonder the head master also praises you, in another ten years, it will be a new big competition of the Xuantian Sword Sect, and I think Senior Brother Li will definitely shine at that time. ”

Hearing that the extremely prestigious Feng Xingzi also praised himself like this, the young man in white couldn't help but show a hint of pride, but then he retreated, bowed slightly and said respectfully: "Senior brother praised, compared to senior brother's talent, Xingxiang is really ashamed, only hard work to practice in the hope that when the master needs it, he can do a little bit of his part." ”

Bai Chaofeng said indifferently: "You don't have to be modest, I am far inferior to you at your age...... If Senior Brother Jingxuan is still ......," said here, Feng Xingzi's resolute face finally changed slightly.

Hearing Bai Chaofeng mention that legend, Li Xingxiang didn't dare to say more. The two were silent for a while, and Bai Chaofeng shook his head slightly and said, "Let's go." ”

Li Xingxiang took out a pale green jade plaque from the storage bag and was about to input mana. Bai Chaofeng stopped him with his white hand and said, "No need!" After speaking, he pinched the sword trick with his right hand at the cliff in front of him, and drew a sword trick in the air. A huge blue ancient sword script slowly imprinted into the stone wall, causing a slight vibration, followed by a strange clicking sound. Bai Chaofeng also ignored the still somewhat enlightened junior disciple beside him, and took the lead in stepping into the stone wall, bringing a ripple like water waves, and disappeared.

Li Xingxiang was stunned for a moment, hurriedly put away the jade card in his hand, and looked at Bai Chaofeng, who had disappeared, with envy, while quickly passing through the stone wall, and said urgently: "Senior brother, wait for me." ”

This is the entrance illusion array of the Xuantian Sword Sect, and it is built on such a cliff to avoid the disturbance of ordinary people, and secondly, there are extremely powerful prohibitions of the Xuantian Sect here, which can guard against small people. If there is no cultivation above the fourth level of the Xuantian Decision, there is absolutely no possibility of opening the sword technique depicted. Unless you have a special jade plate refined by the Xuantian Sect, but this jade plate is a one-time use, it is not easy to refine, and it also needs to input the mana of the Xuantian Determination to be useful. The jade plaque in Li Xingxiang's hand is exactly this kind of thing.

The Xuantian Sect behind the stone wall was another scene, as if another world had been opened. Strange peaks and mountains, clouds and mist are intertwined, cranes are crying, apes are roaring, and strange flowers and plants are planted all over the path. After the two of them flew for a while, they saw two bluestone pillars that were square to see each other, standing on both sides, the pillar body was engraved with the green dragon auspicious clouds, from bottom to top, the green dragon carving circled upward, and the top dragon head had rushed out of the pillar body, the double dragons roared towards each other, and a huge plaque was suspended between the dragon heads in the air. The plaque is engraved with the word Xuantian, at first glance it is just two ancient fonts, but after looking at it for a while, I feel that my eyes are tingling, and my heart is going to be divided.

Thousands of years ago, these two bluestone pillars were originally a peak of Luoxia Mountain, which was carefully carved by the founding patriarch of the Xuantian Sword Sect using the Great Divine Power for several years, which was the symbol of the portal of the Xuantian Sword Sect and one of the Seven Views of Xuantian. The two of them lowered their bodies and put away the fairy sword, and at this time, two disciples had already greeted them. After checking the identity jade plate, he said respectfully: "Qingyue and Mingjing have seen the two uncles. ”

"Hmm. I know. Bai Chaofeng bowed his head, then turned to Li Xingxiang beside him and said, "Senior Brother Li, don't say goodbye, I'll go and tell my master first." ”

The communication jade plate in his arms suddenly came with a chill, and a message appeared in Bai Chaofeng's mind. Bai Chaofeng was slightly stunned and stopped.

Li Xingxiang next to him said in a strange voice: "Senior Brother Chaofeng, what's wrong?"

Bai Chaofeng frowned slightly and said, "The master just sent a message, so that I don't have to go back to Forget Sword Peak, and go directly to the Xuantian Palace to see him." ”

Li Xingxiang said: "That's good, Senior Brother Chaofeng, we happen to be together." ”

"Let's go"

"Senior Brother Qingyue, is this the Fengxingzi Senior Uncle among our Xuantian Nine Sons, but I can't see what is powerful. It was the other little uncle, when he looked at me, I felt like my whole body had been stripped naked, and I panicked. After seeing Li Xingxiang and Bai Chaofeng walking away, one of the disciples curiously asked the other disciple who seemed to be a little more stable.

When this disciple named Qingyue heard him say this, his face turned pale, and he hurriedly shouted: "Shut up! Mingjing, Hugh has to talk nonsense." Then he looked at the direction where Bai Chaofeng was going. After making sure that Uncle Feng Xingzi might not be able to hear it, he said slowly: "Senior brother, you have not been a beginner for a long time, and the cultivation of the immortal method of this sect is not deep. Naturally, I can't see the power of Uncle Fengxingzi, I heard that Uncle Shi has already reached the realm of returning to the truth of the immortal method of this sect. A body of cultivation is sent and received in the heart, if he does not reveal it, you will naturally not be able to see it. On the other hand, that little uncle, although he looks sharp and has profound mana, he is actually unable to control the spiritual power in his body freely, which is far worse than Uncle Fengxingzi!"

"But Senior Brother Qingyue, you only started a year earlier than me, and our cultivation is about the same, how can you know so much?" Looking at Senior Brother's deep appearance, Spiegel was obviously a little unconvinced.

"Uh...... Well, I also listened to what our master said, you must know that our master was almost selected as the ninth son of Xuantian back then!"

"Cut, it turns out that you also listen to other people......"

As everyone knows, all these words have already fallen into Bai Chaofeng's ears, but Bai Chaofeng is only a little embarrassed, so naturally he will not bother with these two lovely disciples.

Come to the square in front of the main hall of Xuantian, only to see that the whole square is completely paved with a long square lapis lazuli, the scorching sun reflects the faint blue light, nine bronze giant tripods on both sides stand separately, the giant tripod is more than one person high, I don't know what it contains, the giant tripod is engraved with mysterious runes or wild beasts on all sides, the mind is slightly weaker, will be taken by this reckless atmosphere.

Standing at the end of the square of the Xuantian Palace, the eaves teeth are high pecked, the intrigue, the Rui beast is carved on it, the auspicious clouds are in the period, it is really magnificent enough to accommodate, and the majestic is not enough to form.

When Bai Chaofeng and Li Xingxiang walked into the main hall, there were already many people waiting in the hall at this time. With Bai Chaofeng's calm personality, he couldn't help but be a little surprised. In recent decades, the Xuantian Sword Sect has become more and more powerful, and the once rampant Netherworld Sect has been killed and injured after the battle two hundred years ago, and it is not out of hibernation. There are few major events happening in the cultivation world, except for a few decent sects who are fighting openly and secretly in private because they are vying for the title of the first major faction, and they really can't find anything wrong.

Although he was slightly surprised, Bai Chaofeng didn't show it, and walked into the hall and sat on the chair in the middle, and the Taoist in a purple robe bowed down and said, "I've seen the master of the sect." Then he turned around and bowed again to several Taoists on the sandalwood chairs on both sides and said, "I've seen all the uncles in charge."

The purple-robed Taoist in the middle is the leader of the righteous path today, Ziyang Zhenren, with dark hair holding a Taoist priest's hair, a thin face, three strands of clear beard, and an age of about fifty, looking no different from ordinary worldly Taoists.

I saw him bow slightly and waved his hand and said: "Senior nephew Chaofeng, you don't need to be polite, I called you to wait here today, there is an important matter that you need to go and check, Senior Brother Liu, you can tell them about it." ”

"Yes, Senior Brother Chief. On the first chair on the left-hand side, a ruddy-faced Haoshou Daoist stood up, bowed his hand slightly to Ziyang Zhenren, and then sat down and said: "Before March, the Jingxuan Master and nephew who were practicing outside came with news that there were repeated visions in Qingfeng Mountain, thousands of miles away here, which were suspected to be related to the Ancient Demon God Soul Shepherd Daoist......