The spring breeze came for Ah, and the butterflies were suddenly full of grass.

The peach blossoms bloom, the spring breeze blows, the petals roll down all over the sky, and the flowers bloom and the butterflies dance, like a fairy dancing in a neon dress.

Among the petals in the sky, a small figure, holding a bladeless blunt sword, danced like the wind.

Although the movements are not skillful, every move and style is practiced with heart.

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On a sunny day, the warm wind produces wheat, and the green shade and grass are better than flowers.

In the scorching summer, a young figure practiced swords in the forest.

Although it is small, there is brilliance burning in his eyes, the essence is very rich, and his little face is full of excitement.

The sword shadow was all over the sky, rushing straight to Xiao Han, only to see that his clothes were completely wet with sweat, but every action was still the pursuit of perfection, without the slightest slackness.

The remnant clouds collect the summer heat, and the new rain brings the autumn lan.

Extremely abruptly, a layer of drifting clouds drifted by, and it rained heavily in the sky, and the wind mixed with the rain stars, east and west collided with each other, like a whip, frantically whipping the mountains and forests, and the leaves were dragged by the wind and fell one after another.

This kind of weather is very rare even in the ever-changing Nanyu, let alone the Eastern Regions.

One second the sky was clear, and the next moment, a thunderbolt on a sunny day was a heavy downpour.

But the small figure in the wind and rain did not stop, but the light in the pupils of the eyes was even better.

In the wind, a young woman rushed in, dressed in a heroic manner, and the woman did not let her eyebrows go.

She was holding a bamboo-bone oil-paper umbrella in her hand, and her face was full of anxiety.

"Lan'er, stop practicing, listen to my mother, when the rain stops, let's practice again?"

Xiao Chulan shook her head and said firmly:

"No, mother, I see that the world is changing, so fast, I am thinking about seeking a breakthrough recently, the sky is cloudy, the sunny day is suddenly changing, I feel in my heart, I think that the swordsmanship should be so changeable, unpredictable, surprisingly winning. “

Who would have believed the words of a seven-year-old child unless they had heard it with their own ears.

He is a natural swordsman, and soon after practicing swords, he will become one and gradually gain the essence.

Liu Yeqing frowned slightly, looking at his son who was wet by the rain, he couldn't bear it, he actually had the idea that he shouldn't have been allowed to contact kendo in the first place.

Chu Lan saw that her mother was entangled, and she opened her mouth to persuade again.

"It's okay mother, the child has been boxed thousands of times, and his health is very good, this bit of wind and rain is unbearable, this kind of weather is really rare, I will practice for a while, and go home immediately when I am tired. ”

"Hey" Liu Yeqing sighed, but she couldn't help her son, so she had to go back.

In the sword house, Chu Daiyan and Liu Yeqing stood side by side, looking at this child who was crumbling in the wind and rain, looking very thin, and seemed to be about to be blown away by the wind and rain.

Liu Yeqing couldn't hold back her tears anymore, and cried in distress.

Chu Daiyan on the side hugged his wife into his arms and gently wiped away her tears, "Our child will have an unlimited future, if he can always maintain his love for swordsmanship, not to mention the entire Eastern Regions, I am afraid that under the dome, it will be difficult to find an opponent in the world in the future."

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The silver star is as cold as snow, and the autumn leaves are shivering like chaff.

The moon sprinkled clear light, shining on Chu Lan's body, only to see the withered leaves in the sky withering, and the fallen leaves one by one, like flat boats, fluttering towards the earth.

Suddenly, the yellow leaves in the sky were crushed by the sword light.

After the leaves fell, the frost fell, and soon the snow began to fall.

Snow flakes fall, like stamens, like jade petals, and the pieces are crystal clear.

The heavens and the earth were covered with snow, covered in snow, and the heavens and the earth were frozen in ice.

Although the snow is falling, the sun is very good, the sun is shining, refracted by the snowflakes, and exudes colorful light.

It's still the same figure, dancing with a sword in the falling snow.

I saw him slash with a sword, turn around, and pull upward, rolling snowflakes, the figure flashed, and fell elsewhere, the snowflakes flew all over the sky with his movements, turning into white torrents that entwined him, wrapped, and suddenly exploded, falling into the distance.

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Time is like quicksand, no one has ever been able to stop its passing, he quietly flows in his fingertips, in the snap of his fingers, it has been seven years.

Spring and autumn turn, the leaves wither and yellow, fall, and sprout again, and everything in heaven and earth runs according to his trajectory in the natural avenue.

Birth, growth, flowering, fruiting, and after a moment of victory, it is decay, going to the dirt, turning into yellow sand. Then wait for the new students again.

Whether it is a reincarnation or the birth of a new life.

The game of chess for all sentient beings is not the one who holds the son, who can say clearly.

In the past seven years, with the help of the rich resources of the Silver Moon Mountain Range, the Chu family's strength has been better than in the past.

In the courtyard, under the eaves, flowers bloom in seven dynasties.

Chu Daiyan looked at the figure that had gradually grown up, and the pride in his heart overflowed.

In the past seven years, Chu Lan has been like a day for seven years, and he has never slacked off, and after seven years of training, Chu Lan himself has been like a sharp sword out of the sheath, just standing there, the naturally released qi makes people restless.

Year after year, I don't know who is turning the wheel of time.

Chu Lan's cultivation in the way of swordsmanship, one horse and one horse, in just a few years, just swordsmanship, looking at the entire Silver Moon City, no one can compare, even the great elder of the Chu family is ashamed of himself.

However, in this world, there are people who seem to transcend the rules of nature and are born with jealousy.

Chu Lan's cultivation was not as smooth as his swordsmanship cultivation.

Since Chu Lan stepped into cultivation at the age of six, with his physical talent and solid foundation, he has reached the peak of body refining in less than a year, this kind of cultivation speed has shocked many people, and the other two major families are faintly a little unable to sit still.

But the good times didn't last long, since he entered the peak realm of refining the body, in seven years, Chu Lan's cultivation has not made the slightest progress.

And many of the children of some families who had been left behind by Chu Lan, including many of their own families, have entered the Spirit Wheel realm one after another and become a real monk.

At the beginning, the Chu family was not in a hurry, because many people were born with a strong Pulse Spring Gate, and it took several times longer than ordinary people to open the Pulse Gate.

But after a long time, the top of the Chu family was a little panicked, Chu Lan is the representative of the new generation and the heir of the future head of the family, and his achievements largely determine the future of the Chu family.

Chu Lan's wheel spring is just strong. It's like a rock of pure gold, no one can shake it.

His wheel sea is like a pool of stagnant water, and no one can make a wave.

The Chu family found a lot of well-known local spirit guides to help Chu Lan channel.

The spiritual power of the guide is stronger than that of ordinary people, and he can guide the spiritual power to circulate in the body of others, help those who have just touched the threshold, open the door of the vein, and thus officially enter the cultivation realm, but the result has never been successful.

Their final conclusion was almost unanimous, Chu Lan's Pulse Mansion Gate was too hard to be opened at all, and he might be stuck on this hurdle for the rest of his life, unable to truly enter the path of cultivation.

The high-level officials of the Chu family were as anxious as ants on a hot pot, failing again and again, they believed that maybe the eldest young master of the Chu family was not the life of cultivation, and the future of the Chu family needed to make another plan.

Rumors spread, and the other two great families also exhaled heavily.

"There are a lot of things that ordinary people can't cultivate, but the bloodline and genes of the birth family, parents, and even the entire family can be cultivated, and in this environment, there is a strange thing that can't be cultivated, it's really ridiculous. ”

"Now the Chu family is too big, what kind of sword wizard, even if the swordsmanship becomes a god, what can he do, in front of the powerful Spirit Wheel Realm monk, he can't catch a single move. ”

There was a sound of ridicule from the outside world, and the once genius boy, the brightest star who once illuminated the entire Silver Moon City, had now become a laughing stock.

"Hahaha, you can't say that, it is said that when the Venerable Dao asked, he could defeat a strong man who cultivated to a high level with swordsmanship alone, and later used the sword to prove the Tao, and continued to break through, and finally became a good story"

"Hehe, who is Venerable Dao? One in a thousand, nearly a hundred years, even nearly a thousand years, just this one, with him, how can He De be compared to Venerable Dao. ”

This is the case in today's rivers and lakes, when you shine, they will be like a pug, wagging their tails at you and begging for mercy, and when you are down, they will kick you away, and even soak your face with urine.

But regardless of the gossip from the outside world, Chu Lan acted as if he had never heard it, in his heart, in his hand, there was only that sword, and now Chu Lan was no longer holding a wooden sword in his hand, but a genuine domineering blunt sword.

For several years, he has never let go of the sword in his hand because of the ridicule of others, and it is this obsession with swordsmanship that has made his swordsmanship reach its peak and achieve amazing achievements that the outside world cannot imagine.

This atmosphere is like a flu virus, the infection is fast, and at first, the people of the Chu family did not dare to pretend in view of the power of the head of the family, at most they just whispered silently behind their backs.

But later, the eldest young master of the Chu family was a waste of cultivation, and everyone knew it, and many people sneered in front of Chu Lan.

"Just like him, the eldest young master, I haven't seen the eldest son of the family who can't cultivate for so many years, it's really a joke. ”

Chu Lan didn't do anything, and he didn't bother to argue, because he believed that if he couldn't practice, he could still be invincible in the world, and he didn't pay attention to other people's comments, just as a kind of practice, to hone his heart.

Chu Daiyan, who has always been irritable and protective of cubs, sees it in his eyes. Surprisingly, he didn't control it, but stopped his wife's actions several times, let his wife struggle and shed tears, and he didn't let go, because he hoped that his children could not care about the noise of the outside world, and only asked about kendo.

But Chu Daiyan can endure it, it doesn't mean that Chu Zhenxiong, the old man of the Chu family, can endure it.

The old man of the Chu family couldn't sit still, and gradually his prejudice against Chu Lan entered the ears of Chu Lan's grandfather Chu Zhentian, he shouted loudly and directly overturned the table, this old man's temper was really bursting.

That day. The old man temporarily went out of the customs, gathered all the people of the Chu family together, and gave a death order

"Anyone who dares to talk nonsense and ridicule my grandson is to ridicule my old man, I can't control other families, and I don't care about it, but I hope that the Chu family is a whole, and whoever dares to speak disrespectfully will chop him. ”

and reprimanded Chu Daiyan severely.

"How do you become a father, this is too different from your style, the head of the family, the son is angry, you don't care if you are a Laozi, next time when I go out again, if my baby grandson is missing a hair, I will ask you. ”

The fierce and mighty Chu Daiyan lowered his head, facing his father with angry eyes and a beard and glaring, like a mouse who had seen a cat, but he didn't dare to squeak.

Since then, no one has dared to say Chu Lan in front of or behind anyone.

When Chu Lan passed through everyone, he only had the idea of swordsmanship in his mind, and nothing else, he was still the same as before, his eyes were indifferent, and his face was expressionless.

He is like a piece of frost, which will not melt for thousands of years, and only in front of his close parents, uncles, and grandfathers will he show his innocent side.

Therefore, Chu Lan is not unkind and indifferent, but he is just disdainful of people who bury themselves and look down on them.

Jia Ding only dared to show disdain in his eyes, but he didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore.

Although he didn't say it, he was still unconvinced in his heart.

Until one day, Chu Lan killed a person, and the whole city was shaken, and since then, no one dared to underestimate this swordsman.

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