Chapter 1: The Boy of the Scripture Pavilion

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There is a sacred mountain in the extreme east of the Qianyuan Continent, which is called Tianji Mountain, which is named because it resembles a war halberd. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info This mountain is like spring all year round, verdant all year round, and contains many precious medicinal materials and rare animals. There is a towering peak in the middle of the Heavenly Halberd Mountain, and the location is the tip of the halberd of the war halberd, so it is called the Halberd God Peak. The halberd god peak is surrounded by clouds and mist all year round, and when you look at it from afar, you can only see the mountain peaks looming. On the summit of the Halberd God Peak, there is a large palace complex floating. The palace is distributed in a circle, in the middle is a large martial arts arena, at this time there is a group of teenagers practicing martial arts on the martial arts field, although the teenagers are dressed differently, but everyone's clothing is printed with the pattern of Fang Tian's painting halberd. Qianyuan Continent to the east of the respect, in the east of the martial arts field is the main hall, the main hall hangs a purple gold plaque above, the dragon flying phoenix dance on the three big characters of "ask the halberd hall", there is a huge statue standing in front of the main hall, the statue is carved is a middle-aged man holding a halberd, a great figure, a handsome appearance, this person is the first generation of the head of the Xiang family Xiang Wentian, and this palace group is the gathering place of the Xiang family. The Battle Halberd Xiang Family is one of the nine top strengths in the Qianyuan Continent, and it has existed in the Qianyuan Continent for millions of years, inheriting countless years.

Next to the main hall there is a wooden attic, this attic has a total of nine floors, and on the second floor of the attic hangs the book "Zangjing Pavilion" The plaque with the words, this is the Xiang family's Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, in the ninth floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, there is a teenager who is watching the teenagers training in the martial arts arena above, the young man's hair is tied up with a purple and gold crown, obviously an adult, the young man's appearance is delicate, very attractive, but the young man's expression at this time destroys his beauty, I saw the young man's eyes looking at the martial arts field full of unwillingness, a pair of sword eyebrows are even more wrinkled together, listen carefully and you can hear the young man's muttering voice, "Why? Why can't I cultivate Wu Yuan?" The boy slapped his hands on the railing vigorously, showing that the boy was in a state of unease at this time.

After a long time, the young man regained his composure, and then resolutely turned around and buried his head in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and continued to read the scriptures, "Grandpa, I must find a way to cultivate, and then become a martial master to show you, I must become a strong man like my father." ”

Time passed little by little, the sun went down, revealing the dark night sky, the young man still buried his head in the scriptures, after a long time, the young man finished flipping through the last bookshelf, revealing a disappointed look, "Why? I have searched all the books in the family scripture pavilion, why is there no way for me to cultivate, damn?" The young man threw out the books in his hand angrily.

"Boom!" the book slammed against the wall with a loud sound.

"Huh?" The boy immediately got up from the ground excitedly, walked to the wall that was hit by the book and knocked on it, and then the boy showed an excited look, "Sure enough, this wall is empty, there should be a secret room, right, where is the mechanism?" The boy happily searched for the mechanism to open the secret room, and after a period of searching, the boy finally found the mechanism to open the secret room.

"Bell!" The door of the secret room suddenly opened, and the young man looked very hesitant at the door now, this was already his last hope, if there was still nothing he wanted here, then his hope of pursuing martial arts would be completely cut off.

Eventually, the boy entered the secret room with trepidation, a small room containing only a desk and a chair, a night pearl resting on the table, emitting a faint glow, and an ancient map lying flat on the table.

"Hmm, there seems to be a map on the table, what is it?" Driven by curiosity, the boy sat down in his chair and picked up the Night Pearl Illumination, and looked at the map carefully.

"It's a shabby map, it's actually in traditional Chinese, it seems to be very old, let me see what kind of map it is?" The boy began to carefully read the words on the map, "Wu... The handwriting is so blurry that I can't read it clearly!"

"What do you mean by Demon, Strategy, Martial Arts, and Classics? Could it be the Martial Classics! But what do the words in front of them mean?"

"Brother God, Brother God, the old master asked me to call you for dinner, Brother God, where are you?" A crisp and pleasant female voice came from the Scripture Pavilion, instantly pulling Xiang Gan, who was thinking about it, back to reality, "Yi'er?" Xiang Qian panicked and stuffed the map into his arms and strode out of the secret room, "No matter, this map must be unusual, maybe it is really related to the "Martial Classics"! If I find it, maybe I will be able to cultivate." ”

"Oh, brother, where did you come from, it startled me. The girl patted the **** that was beginning to take shape, and calmed down the heart that was beating quickly due to fright just now.

Xiang Gan's face turned red when he saw this, and he patted Xiang Lianyi's head with his hand and said, "I've always been here, it's just that the confused Yi'er didn't find me." ”

"I'm disgusted, brother god, don't touch my head, I've grown up, and I'm not confused at all. Hurry up and come with me, brother, the old master is still waiting for us to eat, and if I am late, I will be scolded again. Xiang Lianyi grabbed Xiang Gan's hand and ran to the attic of the scriptures.

"Hey, slow down, Yi'er, don't be in such a hurry. Xiang Lianyi didn't pay attention to it, and dragged Xiang Qian all the way to the dining table.

At this time, an old man with majestic eyes was sitting on the main seat, the old man had a momentum of not being angry and arrogant because he had been in a high position for many years, and this person was Xiang Gan's grandfather, Xiang Botao.

Xiang Botao saw Xiang Qian sitting on his seat and said, "Qian'er, have you been hiding in the Scripture Pavilion for another day today? When will you give up, didn't I say? You can't cultivate, you better give up, you can't cultivate in your life." ”

Xiang Qian said loudly when he heard this: "I will not give up, I will definitely become a martial master to show you." ”

"Crazy?" Xiang Botao looked at Xiang Qian, who looked firm, and suddenly remembered his son Xiang Tianmad, Xiang Tianmad when he was a child also looked at himself with a firm face, and said his dream: "Father, I will definitely become a martial master, so that the Xiang family of the war halberd can once again stand at the peak of the Qianyuan Continent." Xiang Botao recalled his son's past, and suddenly looked painful: "Father, it is the responsibility of the martial master to fight against the heavenly demons, and Qian'er will be taken care of by his father." Xiang Botao thought of this and said angrily: "Xiang Qian, you better give up your unrealistic illusions, you can't cultivate Wuyuan in your life." Xiang Botao got up from his seat and left the restaurant.

"Grandpa. Xiang Qian's eyes darkened when he saw Xiang Botao leaving.

"Brother God, are you okay? Xiang Lianyi, who was sitting on the side, looked at Xiang Gan worriedly, Xiang Qian showed a bright smile when he saw this, and said: "Yi'er, I'm fine, this is not the first time this kind of thing has happened, let's eat." ”

"Hmm. Xiang Lianyi saw that Xiang Qian seemed to be fine, and ate happily.

"Yi'er, it seems that you are the only one in this family who cares about me. Xiang Qian held the map hidden in his chest with his hand, "Now this is my only hope, I'm sorry, Yi'er, we are about to separate." ”

Xiang Botao, who left from the restaurant, came to the study, a man with a giant sword was standing quietly in the study, Xiang Botao sat at the desk and asked, "How are things going?"

"Tell the master of the family, young master, he has successfully obtained the map. ”

Xiang Botao sighed when he heard this: "Alas, is that so? It seems that you can't hide from what should come." ”

"Family master, with all due respect, why don't you tell the young master the truth, I think even if you tell the young master the truth, with the young master's character, he won't do anything stupid. ”

Xiang Botao said sadly when he heard this: "That kind of painful thing is enough for me to carry it alone, Xiang Yue, Qian'er will definitely go to the land of martial abandonment, his safety will be handed over to you, the land of martial abandonment is too dangerous, with you I will not worry about the safety of Qian'er." ”

"Please rest assured, the subordinates will protect the young master's safety, but... Can that man really be trusted? After all, he used to ・・・・・・"

"Xiang Yue, he won't hurt Qian'er, besides, only he can guide Qian'er's cultivation, the man who once fell into the devil's path!"

"I know, my lord, my subordinates are retiring. Hearing this, Xiang Yue retreated from the study.

"Qian'er, I can only do it here, and the road in the future will depend on you, but I believe that you will eventually become a martial master, because your father believes in you like that, move forward!

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