"The king asked me to patrol the mountains, and I will turn the world around?"

Xia Fan hummed softly and wandered leisurely in the vast Sanpengling.

No surprises.

His agitation didn't work.

After shouting three times in a row.

He waited for a long time, but he didn't see a single figure.

No way.

Since the other party refused to come out, Xia Fan could only visit in person.

He lived in the mountains for ten years.

For him, coming back to the mountains feels like coming home.

If the mountain gate of the Forgotten Soul Sect is really hidden in Sanpengling.

As long as he was given a little time, he promised to find out the location of the mountain gate of the Forgotten Soul Sect.

As the saying goes, everyone who walks through will leave traces.

Everyone wants to eat, drink, and Lazar, even Xia Fan is no exception.

He didn't believe that the people of the Soul Forgetting Sect would hide in the deep mountains and old forests without eating or drinking, and he knew that even the Star Picking Tower would let the powerful clan below deliver daily necessities on time.

Fortunately.

Xia Fan is particularly sensitive to the traces of human traffic.

After all, he had been alone in the mountains for a long time, and he would wander around the mountains when he had nothing to do, and he only hoped to meet someone casually and be satisfied with a few words.

And then—

He reformed all his "neighbors" through labor.

Sanpengling is very large.

But no matter how big it is, it's not much bigger than Qingping Mountain.

Especially in the early winter, everything is withering.

The entire Sanpengling presents a desolate scene.

This undoubtedly provides Xia Fan with better search convenience.

Half a day.

He was able to find some clues.

Because he found a mountain path that seemed to be artificially opened.

It was nothing more than that he noticed that the thorns and trees near the road had irregular creases, and if he looked closely, it was not difficult to find even the smooth incisions after the sharp weapon was chopped.

Again.

There are no villages within a radius of dozens of miles from Sanpengling.

So it can't be caused by the mountain hunters.

Then there is only one answer.

Fingers on the non-existent frame on the bridge of his nose, Xia Fan leisurely ate the dried fruit and continued to explore.

As for where the dried fruit comes from.

Well.

It's almost winter.

There are always diligent critters that store food for the winter in some tree hollows.

He had a friendly discussion with the owner of the tree hole.

Then there was a little more dried fruit in my hand.

It's really a little bit.

Because he didn't have enough pockets to hold too much, he grabbed a handful of snacks on the road.

Before leaving, the small animals in the tree hole were reluctant to say goodbye to themselves.

Follow the mountain trail all the way to the end.

Xia Fan stopped.

There is no road ahead.

More precisely, there is a cliff ahead.

"Hey, is there anyone down there?"

He stood on the edge of the cliff and looked around for a moment, then shouted to the bottom of the cliff.

Time.

His voice echoed through the valley below the cliffs.

Long.

No one responded.

"Is this the Valley of Despair? Will there be a little dragon girl if you jump down, or will there be Jiuyang Divine Skill?"

He looked at the bottomless valley under the cliff with a distracted gaze, and subconsciously touched his chin and muttered to himself.

He was sure.

There are secrets under the valley.

Because he found signs of wear and tear in the crevices of the rocks at the edge of the cliff.

It's as if something is rubbing back and forth between the crevices, so that the crevices are falling off abnormally.

This moment.

Countless images of martial arts film and television dramas came to his mind.

It's hard to do it.

Is the mountain gate of the Forgotten Soul Sect hidden under this cliff? Or is it in a cave in the rock wall?

So.

Try it and you'll find out.

Xia Fan didn't choose to jump off the cliff to find out.

Only fools jump off cliffs.

Because he has a better way.

Soon.

He left the cliff.

All the way to a place where you can get a full view of the cliffs.

"Almost. ”

Xia Fan stretched out his thumb and measured the appropriate distance.

Immediately.

He nodded in satisfaction, and reached out to pull out the lightsaber on his waist.

At this time, it should be more appropriate to use the crescent moon sky.

Xia Fan thought about it secretly in his heart.

The light-containing sword in his hand did not hesitate to slash several times towards the cliff in the distance.

Suddenly.

The wind pressure condensed on the lightsaber instantly turned into a huge crescent-shaped sword qi and slashed towards the cliff.

Boom –

The next moment.

Violent tremors erupted throughout the cliffs.

Massive rocks crumbled and crashed down into the ravine below.

"Who is it!

It didn't take long.

With the smoke and dust, the cliffs in front of you disappeared.

A low, angry voice soared into the sky.

Not only Sanpengling, but the entire vast mountains echoed with each other's voices.

"The Lord has come out?"

Xia Fan covered his eyebrows with one hand and looked into the distance, and a figure could be faintly seen in the field of vision.

It's just that.

The momentum emanating from the other party is a little terrifying!

Even Xia Fan felt a hint of danger.

This...... Why does it seem like a great grandmaster?!

"It's you?!"

When the smoke clears.

A slender young man with a feminine face stared coldly at Xia Fandao in the distance.

"It's me. ”

Xia Fan immediately puffed up his chest and casually pulled a sword flower.

"Lightsaber? I see......

The young man keenly noticed the flashing light saber in Xia Fan's hand, and the corners of his mouth suddenly involuntarily hooked up an intriguing smile.

"What is that?"

Xia Fan was stunned when he heard this.

"I didn't expect that in just a hundred years, the Divine Sword Villa would resurrect and have another great master. ”

The young man seemed to feel something.

“？”

Xia Fan, who was confused, couldn't help but put a big question mark.

"What the hell are you talking about, why did you go to Excalibur Villa for some reason?"

"Aren't you here to take revenge on the old man? After all, a hundred years ago, Xie Shisan died at the hands of the old man. ”

The young man said in a flat tone.

"Revenge, who is Xie Thirteen?" Xia Fan was completely confused. "Lao Tzu is here to settle accounts with your Soul Forgetting Sect, what are you talking about?"

"You're not from Excalibur Villa?"

The young man reacted instantly, and couldn't help frowning at Xia Fandao.

"Of course not. "Xia Fan didn't have a good airway. "Although Lao Tzu knows what you said about Shenjian Villa, but Shenjian Villa has nothing to do with Lao Tzu's fart, if you have to say it, the sword in Lao Tzu's hand is from the hand of a guy who forgot his name in Shenjian Villa. ”

"I see. The young man bowed slightly. "So, you're just here to trouble our Soul Forgetting Sect?"

"That's right!" Xia Fan immediately said.

"But who are you, and the Soul Forgetting Sect has an enmity against you?"

The young man's voice was cold.

"Lao Tzu's name is Xia Fan, the summer of summer, the mortal of the gods!"

Xia Fan said calmly.

"Today, Lao Tzu is here to let you Soul Forgetting Sect completely remove your name from the rivers and lakes!"