Zhongzhou. There is a very high mountain. Some people call it Tianji, some people call it Xuanji, and there are some people nearby, who simply call it a mountain.

。 There is a high pavilion on the top of the mountain, standing at the top, like a sharp sword piercing the sky, straight and sharp. There are seven houses and an old tree behind the pavilion.

Behind the old tree is a small path, the ancient path is secluded, leading to a hole. There are two Taoist children in front of the cave.

"Pavilion Master, there are nearly 100 monks from various factions who have asked to see at the foot of the mountain. The older Taoist boy had a sad face, and he was holding a stack of letters, all of which had just arrived this morning.

Uncle Carpenter also sent a letter again to urge, the war in the Eastern Wilderness has reached a stalemate, and the pavilion master is asked to open the cabinet as soon as possible to make a decision. The younger Taoist boy was only about seven or eight years old, and he was holding a handful of dust in his hand, which was almost as tall as him, and he said crisply,

"News came from the north that traces of the demon clan were found outside Tianhu Pass and Wansheng Pass. There was silence in the cave for a long time.

Only then did a palm-sized piece of paper slowly fly out, and only three words were written on it. Got it. The two Dao boys glanced at each other, sighed, shook their heads, and ran away in small steps.

They knew that the Tianji Pavilion would still not open today. Hole**. Baiyun Daoren's face was sad, and there was a huge map in front of him, and all the battles at the border pass in the past few days were clearly marked on it.

Li Fuyao sat opposite him, his two legs on the table, only the two hind legs of the chair supported his body, swaying and shaking, holding a book in his hand and reading, he glanced at his master with a sad face, and asked casually,

"Uncle Shi has sent a letter?"

"Hmm. The Baiyun Daoist reached out and flipped through the map, throwing over a dirty piece of paper. Li Fuyao stretched out his hand to take it, and slipped a corner with two fingers, sure enough, the paper was covered with greasy, judging from the faint taste on the paper, this letter was mostly written by Uncle Shi when he was eating grilled fish.

The letter was very short, and Li Fuyao swept it away in two or three eyes.

"Upside down Mountain is really going south, what does that demon ancestor want to do?" Li Fuyao also suddenly became irritable, casually stuffed the broken letter in the book, and sat upright.

"I don't know. "The people of Baiyun Dao stared at the Heavenly Tiger Pass and Wansheng Pass on the map. Li Fuyao glanced at it and knew what his master was worried about.

"There is a demon clan outside the Tianhu Pass...... Li Fuyao muttered,

"If I'm not mistaken, there is no demon spirit land outside the Heavenly Tiger Pass, right?"

"No, not at Wanshengguan. ”

"Do you want to bring the flames of war to Zhongzhou?" Li Fuyao sighed,

"The demon clan has to make a big one?"

"Mostly," Baiyun Dao's finger swiped across the map,

"Maybe it's more than that, Tianhu Pass is further west, but it's the Western Desert. Li Fuyao looked back at the deep cave behind him,

"When will Shizu be able to get out?"

"God knows. ”

"Alas, that kind of place between the knots, I go in once and never want to go again, because my ancestor can stay in it for so long. The Baiyun Dao people laughed, as if they were a little gloating,

"When you reach the Empty Realm, you will have to sit in it for two months. Li Fuyao rolled his eyes, leaned back on the chair, covered his face with a book, and said sullenly,

"Then I'll never break through again. - Su Qi squatted on the top of the mountain. Holding a bowl of noodles in his hand, he was sucking and eating.

Heavy snow fell again on the opposite side of the six peaks, and it was covered in snow. Su Qi glanced at the verdant trees beside him, and the tender grass under his feet was also full of green, a spring scene, he was really a little emotional, probably only monks can see such a different wonder from the world.

Wei Qi squatted behind him, doing the same, and sucking the sound of noodles.

"Xiao Weiqi," Su Qi pointed to a few nearby mountains in the distance,

"Have you figured out which peak to go to? Wei Qi looked around and shook his head,

"No, I don't. ”

"Don't like it?"

"I don't like to practice swords......" Wei Qi was a little embarrassed,

"Can I follow you, Uncle Junior?"

"I haven't figured out which peak to go to," Su Qi looked at his hand, there were four small mountain names on his left hand, he looked at it for a long time, and then lowered his head to eat noodles,

"You have to find a comfortable place. ”

"Uncle Xiao, don't you stay at Juque Peak?"

"No, I'm not going to use a greatsword. Wei Qi's face was a little frightened, and he asked blankly,

"What about the position of the head of the house? Don't you plan to be the head of the house in the future?"

"That, whoever likes it should go," Su Qi looked disgusted,

"Besides, isn't the old man still strong enough to train the next giant man. ”

"Oh......" Uncle Xiao had no intention of being in charge, Wei Qi, who learned about this, was obviously a little sullen, and continued to ask after a while,

"Uncle Junior, why does every head of our Sword Sect have to be from Juque Peak?"

"Nine swords of the Sword Gate, Juque is the first. Su Qi drank all the noodle soup, threw the bowl in the grass, lay down with his head up, and touched his stomach comfortably,

"Do you know the characteristics of the Giant Que Sword?"

"The power of the giant sword palm seals the town, symbolizing protection. ”

"That's right, what is the head of the sect? In charge of the affairs of the sect, keep the peace of the faction, for the head of the sword gate, he should be in charge of the giant que! Protect the safety of the sword gate!" Su Qi gestured with his hands in mid-air, and there were already sparse stars climbing into the sky.

Wei Qi also lay down and looked at the stars,

"Uncle Junior, are you going to fight? ”

"I'm already fighting. ”

"I mean, are we about to go to war too?" Su Qi turned his head, Wei Qi had a little worry in his eyes, and he laughed,

"What are you thinking about the little head melon, and your little uncle and I are in front, if you really want to go to the battlefield, there are also me and your celadon sister. Su Qi turned his head,

"When we can't move, it's your turn. ”

"Bai Tang has been practicing very hard recently," Wei Qi said with some envy in his mouth,

"Master said he was about to break through. ”

"After all, it's a different pupil, by the way," Su Qi was a little strange,

"What is your sister doing with him every day?" Wei Qi quietly looked at Su Qi, and saw that he was looking at the sky in a daze,

"My sister said that she would work hard with Bai Tang to practice. ”

"Then why do you want to go to the Eight Desolation Peaks? It's not too far?"

"I'm afraid of disturbing everyone......" Su Qihu glanced at Wei Qi suspiciously, but didn't ask again,

"What else is there to do tomorrow?"

"Uncle Nangong of the Qinglian Sect is coming to visit, and the master said that he doesn't care, let you meet him. ”

"The building on Weaving Smoke Peak has been repaired, Uncle Xiao, you have to go and inspect it. ”

"The tablet set up by Senior Sister Qin on Fengyi Mountain has been collected behind Juque Peak Mountain, junior uncle, you said a few days ago that you would hold a big festival, but you haven't set a date yet. ”

"Today, seventeen sects, including the Wanfa Sect, have sent congratulatory letters, and you have to write a reply to them tomorrow, Uncle Junior. Wei Qi was reading a booklet in his hand, his voice was very soft, finely fragmented, caught in the wind, Su Qi would interject two sentences from time to time, occasionally scolding angrily, and sometimes there would be the sound of someone shouting to quit, and a helpless teenager, panicked comfort.

The snow in the distance is no longer falling, and every once in a while, a sword light will pierce the sky, with a cold breath, with a little frost, very unique, but also very beautiful.

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