Chapter 141

After the battle, Du Chen's neural reflex arc seemed to be half a beat slower, and the first time he saw the Taomu Sword, he should have remembered the inheritance of the Ancient Sword Mountain. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

But it wasn't until Taomu Jian said it himself that Du Chen woke up like a dream, and his whole spirit was refreshed again.

"What are you talking about, I have passed the test of the inheritance of the Ancient Sword Mountain? "The inheritance of the Ancient Sword Mountain, Du Chen already knew it, maybe it was the practice of the God Refining Period that he was looking forward to.

A good thing was delivered to the door, Du Chen was full of smiles, and it was very cliché and close to the peachwood sword set.

"You kid's thoughts, don't trick me, I won't eat your set, dodge some, idle people and others avoid, skeletons, I'll teleport you to the back to the light house first." "The inheritance of the ancient sword mountain is the most important thing for the Taomu Sword, and there must be no outsiders present.

In the blink of an eye, the skeleton soldier and the pile of organs he had taken out all disappeared, and they were teleported away by the peachwood sword.

"He, let's go, so fast!" Seeing the teleportation technique in the spatial spell cast by the peachwood sword, Du Chen was even more shocked, and the peachwood sword almost used only one thought, and the teleportation technique was instantaneous.

"Don't talk too much, you should talk about inheritance, let's talk about inheritance. Peachwood Sword looked at Du Chen as if he was expectant.

"What do you want to say?" Du Chen's face was blinded, "If you want to say it, you can tell me first, how did I pass the test you set, I just helped the skeleton soldier defeat his opponent, why did I complete the test?"

"Haha, you're thinking about this. Okay, I'll just say a few words, and tell you the ins and outs of Gujian Mountain clearly, so that you can inherit the inheritance of Gujian Mountain, and it doesn't matter if you know my past. ”

The peachwood sword lay flat, the blade facing upwards, and a light reflected at one end, casting several flickering shadows.

"My story is simple, but it's long. "The phantom cast by the peachwood sword appeared in a small mountain villa.

"What is this?"

"This is where I was born. The phantom projected by Gu Jian Mountain does not look much different from the real world, "My origin, I think I have guessed with your wisdom, I was originally a wooden sword, and then a sword spirit was born, and the spirit consciousness was generated, and I have survived to this day." ”

"That's true. "After Du Chen confronted the peachwood sword on the heavenly dome, he was almost certain that the peachwood sword was a sword.

"Once upon a time, I was a part of an ordinary peach tree, and there was a teenager who practiced his fists and feet beside me all day. The picture changes, the distance of the small mountain village is pulled in, and after entering the head of the village, there is a peach tree that is not very big, and there is a boy next to the peach tree, the boy is about the same height as the peach tree, and the boy hums and hums next to the peach tree.

He punched out, and the dark power was sharp, shaking off a few leaves of the peach tree.

"Oh, my little peach tree, I got your leaves off again. The boy walked over to the peach tree, picked up the fallen leaves, and put them in his sleeve.

"It's all to blame for my poor control of the force, and the punch is too heavy, which makes you fall off the leaves. The boy pouted, he cherished the peach tree, a gift from his father.

When he was three years old, his father plucked a peach tree for him, meaning that he would be able to bear abundant fruit in the future.

Sure enough, the young man was extraordinary, and not long after he turned three, he was seen by a casual cultivator who was passing by the village, "This kid is talented and intelligent, and he is really a rare cultivation talent." "This is the original words of casual cultivation, but casual cultivation is used to being careless, and will not lead disciples.

"That stinky boy in my family actually has such a great ability!" Overnight, the young man's talent and intelligence were boiling, and the whole village knew about it.

However, the young man's family was very poor, and it was impossible to send the young man to Lingshan or the sect to cultivate, but the young man's father found a big family for the young man and made a servant for the young master of the big family.

The young man and the young master of a big family are of the same age, they are both young, and the father should be able to make friends here like a young man, and he can also learn to practice.

Heartfelt servants should be cultivated from a young age, and the servants of the young masters of large families naturally can't be bare-handed, so the young man has been inherited by the master in the big family, and has learned some cultivation skin.

The young man went to the young master's house every day to learn to protect and serve the young master, and when he went home in the evening, he practiced boxing alone.

The boy is very serious about cultivation and is also very obsessed. Every night he practiced boxing until three watches in the morning. He was very touched by the exercises taught by the master, although they were all superficial, but they were the most widely circulated classic tricks.

And the place where the teenager cultivated was chosen under the peach tree. When he was three years old, the peach tree was not as tall as him, and gradually became the same as him, and then the height of the peach tree surpassed that of the boy.

The peach tree blossoms, the peach fruit, the leaves fall, the new life, and the reciprocation.

Eight years have passed.

The picture projected by the peachwood sword has changed. The small mountain village, which was originally happy and happy, has become scorched earth, dry firewood and dead wood, and charcoal everywhere, and there are figures among them that have been burned to skeletons, and they are pitch black, and they can no longer be burned.

Then the boy appeared again, he had grown much taller, and his eyebrows were noticeably thicker, and when he returned to the village, he wept so much that he was about to despair when he saw this.

The village burned to the ground, and the villagers, including his parents, died.

"Why, why!" the boy shouted, and he was out of the house for a month, and something happened in the village.

A month ago, when the boy was in a large family's house, he was valued by a monk who had come, and he returned to the sect with the monk, and had just passed the entrance test.

I was able to join the sect, and the boy came back this time to say goodbye to his parents and fellow villagers, and then go to the sect to practice.

The village is the boy's favorite place, but now, the only thing left is the peach tree in the corner of the village, the companion who grew up with the boy.

The boy wanted to cry without tears, and he sat under the peach tree, thinking about many things in his head. In fact, he knew very well that the culprit who burned down the village was most likely the big family.

The big families are landlords near and far, and "if you don't pay food, you will give your life." "This is the spread of large households to the villagers, and the reason why large families can become large households is because they have a lot of land and can rent it to others. The tenant had to pay the landlord a very high grain tax.

The boy remembered that before he left the village, the fields in the village showed signs of a bad harvest.

However, the boy suppressed his anger and did not act rashly. The sect gave him ten days of vacation, and he could return to the sect after ten days.

After the young man inquired around and determined that the murderer was from the big family, he planned to use the ten days to complete his revenge plan.

"If I hurt my most important person, even if I die, I will drag you into the water together. The young man wiped away the last tear and walked to the peachwood sword, "Peachtree, from today on, we are the last survivors in the village, we depend on each other for our lives, and we want to avenge the blind dates!"

"How dare you slaughter the village, I want you to pay for it with blood!" The young man roared in horror with red eyes and alone.

(To be continued)

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