Out of the thatched house, into the red dust, and go to the end of the world with a sword; I don't know how dangerous the road ahead is, but I know that this is the most ruthless.

"Xiao Jiu, quickly go and call your senior brother, I have something important to tell him for the teacher."

"Yes, master."

In a thatched hut in the bamboo sea, a white-haired old man said to the child in front of him, shut up, and the child bowed to the old man and withdrew from the thatched house.

After the child came out of the house, the old man pinched his fingers with one hand and stroked his beard with the other and said: "Fifteen years, now is not as good as in the past, it is time to let this kid go through the experience and temper this kid's temperament." ”

After the child came out of the house, he put his hands in front of his mouth and shouted as he walked: "Senior brother, senior brother, the master has something urgent to call you, you should go quickly." "

As he walked, the child suddenly stopped in front of an open field.

I saw a young man holding a sword in his right hand in front of his chest, and his left hand was also a sword behind his back, standing in a dead leaf, closing his eyes, suddenly a gust of wind blowing bamboo leaves sounded, the young man opened his eyes, the cold light flashed, the young man stabbed the sword out with his back hand, luck, in an instant, the wind rose, the young man split the sword forward, and the dead leaves around his body flew up with the sword qi to fly forward.

Not far away, a boulder was shattered by the sword qi slashed by the young man, and the child stayed where he was when he saw it.

"Xiao Jiu, Xiao Jiu, don't be in a daze, what's so urgent."

"Huh? Oh, senior brother, the master said that there is something important for you to come over, and I don't know what it is. “

"The master stays in the thatched house all day long, it's mysterious, okay, Xiao Jiu, you stay and help me clean up these rubbles." The young man said to Xiao Jiu beside him.

"Yes, senior brother."

After that, the young man picked up his sword and walked in the direction of the thatched house, leaving only Xiao Jiu and a pile of gravel in place, Xiao Jiu looked at the pile of rubble and muttered, "Senior brother's sword mirror has reached this point?" The test sword stone can no longer be carried, and this stone is also from outside the world, and now it is so vulnerable. ”

The young man slowly walked to the door of the thatched house with his sword in one hand, and arranged his clothes with the other, and was about to push the door to enter, when a voice came from the room.

"Come in, stinky boy, I know you're here." The boy smiled and pushed the door in.

After entering the door, the young man stood aside with his sword and bowed to the white-haired old man, "Master, I don't know what you are looking for an apprentice?" The young man looked at the white-haired old man and wondered.

"Come, Zi'an, come and sit, let's have a good chat between master and apprentice."

"Yes, master."

"Zi'an, fifteen years ago, I took you out of the mountains and forests, when you were still a little kid who seemed to be only two years old, dirty, with a jade plate engraved with the word Mu Zi'an around your neck, old man, I saw that you couldn't bear it like this, so I adopted you by my side, and when I was a little older, I began to teach you to practice, teach you to practice swords, teach you all kinds of skills, and you also brought a lot of surprises to the old man."

"No matter what you practice, you are fast, your roots are excellent, and your understanding is extremely high, this is my evaluation of you, old man, compared to your eight junior brothers and sisters, you can still be very relieved as a teacher." The white-haired old man looked at Muzi and said with a smile.

"Master, you have won the award, the disciple is stupid, he has been with the master for fifteen years, and what he has learned is only the surface of what the master has taught, and the disciple still needs to practice hard."

Hearing Mu Zi'an say this, the white-haired old man couldn't help but shake his head and laugh.

"If your younger brothers and sisters heard your words, they would all sigh and sigh. Although your junior brothers and sisters are generally inferior to you, they are still very talented in unilateral cultivation, and this call to you is also related to them. Speaking of this, the white-haired old man's expression also became serious.

"Fifteen years have passed, and now this world is no longer what it used to be, not to mention the pride of those top sects, even the mortal world is full of talents, so I want you to take your junior brothers and sisters to travel in this world, which can be regarded as a kind of practice, I see that your cultivation has also reached the Liuhe realm, out of this thatched house, down this green mountain, into this world, looking for opportunities, can also help you reach the seven stars as soon as possible."

"But I thought about it again, I was afraid that you alone would not be able to take care of them, so I decided to let Xiao Jiu go down the mountain with you first, you can take care of one person, and by the way, you can also guide and guide Xiao Jiu, temper Xiao Jiu's temperament, and the rest of the people will continue to stay with me to practice on this green mountain, and when they have the ability, I will let them go down the mountain to find you." The white-haired old man said earnestly to Mu Zi'an.

"Yes, master, the disciple will follow the master's arrangement, and wait until the disciple breaks through the world, so that you can have face when you are old." Mu Zi'an said respectfully to the white-haired old man, Mu Zi'an knew that the master had high hopes for him, and he was unwilling to live up to the master's nurturing grace to him, but the white-haired old man only hoped that Mu Zi'an could be safe and sound.

"Okay, I'll let you Xiao Jiu call you, I don't know where this Xiao Jiu is going to be lazy, Zi'an comes with me, looking for Xiao Jiu, and there are still some things to entrust."

I saw that the white-haired old man and Mu Zi'an hadn't gone far from the house, and they met Xiao Jiu who was carrying a hemp bag on his back.

"Xiao Jiu, after I asked you to call you Senior Brother, why did you not go to cultivate, carrying this hemp bag on your back?" The white-haired old man looked at Xiao Jiu, who was carrying a bag of hemp, and was angry.

"Master, don't blame Xiao Jiu, the sack should be the broken stone that I split by practicing my sword, and I asked Xiao Jiu to help me clean it up." Mu Zi'an, who was standing next to the white-haired old man, looked at Xiao Jiu, who had been taught by his master because of himself, and hurriedly explained.

"yes, yes! Master, these are all the stones of the sword test stone split by the senior brother, and I helped clean them up. Xiao Jiu looked at the angry white-haired old man in front of him aggrievedly.

"Okay, got it, but isn't it just a pile of broken stones, why bother making such a hemp bag, no, wait a minute, you said this is a broken piece of the sword test stone?" The white-haired old man looked at Mu Zi'an next to him, and then at Xiao Jiu, he didn't expect it.

"Yes, master, these are the fragments of the sword test stone, and I was surprised at the time."

The white-haired old man and Mu Zi'an stared at each other with big eyes, and when they were looked at by the master like this, Mu Zi'an felt numb for a while, and hurriedly said: "Master, this is indeed a fragment of the sword test stone, the disciple has now reached the sword realm to cut the mortal dust, and he has just been able to smash this sword test stone." ”

"Well, it is worthy of being my good apprentice, and he has already reached the sword to cut the mortal dust mirror at a young age, so I have nothing to worry about you two going down the mountain this time."

"You two down the mountain? Master, are you asking me to go down the mountain with my senior brother? ”

"That's right, this time you and your senior brother went down the mountain to practice, which can also broaden your horizons, let your senior brother supervise your cultivation, and save you from being lazy every day. You can also visit your parents. When he heard his parents, Xiao Jiu, who was hanging his head, instantly came to his senses, but Mu Zi'an next to him changed his expression, but he changed back in an instant.

"Okay, you and your senior brother go back to clean up, tomorrow morning, you will go down the mountain, Zi'an, after going down the mountain, you have to go to the Northern Sword Sect, there are things that can allow you to shape the heart of the sword, if you encounter something difficult to solve, mention the green pine nuts in the thatched cottage of Qingshan, the master was also famous when he was young, and all parties will be afraid of three points when they hear this name, take this bamboo card, crush it if the name is useless, I will arrive immediately."

This is the first time in fifteen years that Mu Zi'an has heard his master mention his name, and he thinks it is also low-key, so he didn't ask much, so he and Xiao Jiu bowed to the green pine seeds and went back to clean up.

After seeing the two apprentices leaving, Qing Songzi looked at him for a long time and sighed: "What should come will come, no matter what, there is still an old man like me, I really love to worry about it when I am old, I hope those people don't have long eyes." Then he went back to the hut.

At the beginning of the sun the next day, Qing Songzi and the remaining seven disciples bid farewell to Mu Zi'an and Xiao Jiu in front of the mountain gate early, Mu Zi'an looked at this scene with mixed feelings, and Xiao Jiu next to him had already cried silently, and children just loved to cry.

"Junior brothers and sisters, you must cultivate diligently, don't be lazy and make the master and his old man angry, this time is a fledgling, we will see each other in the mortal world in the future." Mu Zi'an said that he took Xiao Jiu down the mountain, and looked back at Qing Songzi and the disciples who were also wet with tears, this may be the so-called love.