Fenghe Town.

In the mulberry bamboo courtyard, the incarnation of kendo stands under the bamboo forest, listening to the sound of bamboo from afar.

The incarnation of the sword is long and thin, with a clear face, a green robe, standing with one hand, exuding an elegant and natural aura all over his body, without any sword cultivation edge.

Looking at the list of heads in his hand, Hong Yuan's eyes fell silent.

[Ye Xunwen, Wood Dao Martial Artist, Third-Order Peak Cultivation...]

[Cheng Hu, a Changing Dao Martial Artist, a Fourth-Order Elementary Cultivator...]

[Zhang Chenye, a fire path martial artist, a fourth-order primary cultivator, is currently the envoy of Pengcheng Cao, a third-class city in Nanyang Mansion]

【……】

[Zhang Baicun, a slave martial artist, a fourth-order peak cultivator, is currently the general of Pengcheng in Nanyang Mansion]

[Li Zixing, a kendo martial artist, a fifth-order primary cultivator, is currently the general of Luocheng, a second-class city in Nanyang Prefecture]

There are a total of nine names on the list.

They are all existences that besieged and killed Mo Jiuyou and his wife back then, so as to make a fortune.

In the past few years, Hong Yuan has not simply improved his cultivation and raised Xiao Yue'er to grow up. He also identified the targets of the murder of the Nine Shadows Senior Brother and his wife, and collected intelligence.

At present, Hong Yuan is thinking about whether the steps of the revenge plan are wrong or missing.

"As a warrior and a general, you should have the consciousness of the horse leather shroud." Hong Yuan raised his hand to hold a falling bamboo leaf, "This is very fair, the transcendent world is where the strong win everything." ”

With a slight pinch, the bamboo leaves turned into powder, and Hong Yuan's figure also dissipated, heading straight for Fengqing County.

Fengqing County has a flying boat dock.

The last time Hong Yuan returned to Qingzhou from Nanyang Mansion was to settle down in Fengqing County and return to Zongmen.

This time, because there was no Xiao Yue'er by his side, Hong Yuan only spent a day and a night of hard work to successfully reach Fengqing County.

……

Perhaps because of the waves of the battlefield on the front line, the atmosphere in Fengqing County is not as peaceful as that of Fenghe Town.

Even if the annual Longyang Festival is coming, there are very few shops hanging lanterns on the street, let alone forming a flower street.

The Longyang Festival is a festival to commemorate Emperor Wu of Longyang as the first emperor of the human race and protect the human race.

In history, there were ten ninth-order existences in the human race, known as "Martial Emperor" and "Demon Emperor".

These ten people have run through the long history of the human race, from ancient times to ancient times, and then to middle and early antiquity. Each of them is an absolute powerhouse of their respective eras, overpowering the nine heavens and five earths, and threatening the endless sea.

At the same time, they have their own characteristics and are very different.

The stoic Emperor of Longyang, the Demon Emperor of Soul Killing, and the benevolent Holy Buddha of the Paradise......

Among the ten great emperors of the human race, the one who talked about the most was Emperor Wu of Longyang, the first emperor of the human race.

He was originally half human and half snake, born in Zhongzhou Shenzhou.

Because of his special background, he has suffered many hardships and bad luck in his life.

He lost his father at an early age, his mother when he was young, his wife when he was in his prime, and his son when he was old.

After he became the first saint-level figure of the Dao of Zeus, he had few desires and was dedicated to seeking the Tao, wanting to cross the long river of time and go against the current to change the trajectory of his life.

But also because he tried to swim against the river of time, he provoked the anger of the public, and the demon saints in the world besieged him. The Demon Court even included it in the killing list, ranking first.

It was also at that time that the human race was officially removed from the demon race and forced to fight against all races with one race.

Emperor Wu of Longyang had a stoic temperament, and after becoming the emperor, he went to the demon court and became the ninth generation of the demon court co-master, and he was not in a hurry to cleanse the demon clan.

He successively established five university palaces to teach sentient beings. Under his cultivation intentionally or unintentionally, the power of the human race has gradually grown, comparable to the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Demons.

He was very patient, and when he was more than 3,000 years old, he also used the rules of the righteous path to bring all kinds of heaven and earth secret realms into the demon court, and then slowly transformed them into the foundation of the human race's power, laying the foundation for the rise of the human race.

Therefore, among the ten great emperors of the human race, he has the most supporters, and countless people claim to be his true disciples.

He has too many disciples, as the master of the Five Great Palaces, he has the most disciples, and these disciples are passed on to the disciples, and he has become the ancestor of countless sects.

These disciples are spread all over the five major divine continents, and now they are mainly concentrated in the five great palaces. The five university palaces that obtained the true biography of Emperor Wu of Longyang are collectively known as the 'Great Emperor Daotong'.

"For the sake of revolutionary ambitions, dare to change the sun and the moon into a new sky." "Knowing is knowing, not knowing is not knowing, and knowing is knowing." "When I was young, I wanted to be an ordinary teacher. These are his quotes.

Time passes, the world changes, and many heroes and heroes are talking and laughing, but the traces left by Emperor Wu of Longyang in history are still as vast as the sun, shining on the human race.

"Even a great person like Emperor Martial of Longyang can't live forever, or even live forever."

"Now that I have the opportunity to live forever, I can't miss it."

"The original meaning of stability must not be abandoned."

Hong Yuan secretly made up his mind.

After paying 200,000 yuan of stone, the incarnation of Kendo boarded the Haiyan flying boat and rushed to Nanyang County.

……

Half a month later, the Longyang Festival arrived.

Fengxi Sect is full of lights, beaming with joy, full of the atmosphere of the New Year.

This evening, Hong Yuan took Xiao Yue'er's little hand and went to the outer city of Vaxia together to go shopping in Flower Street.

Xiao Yue'er was wearing a red and white dress, and her two pigtails were swaying when she walked, which was very cute.

"Little uncle, I'm tired." Xiao Yue'er rolled her eyes, stretched out her hands, and said coquettishly, "I want to hug." ”

Hong Yuan looked at her dotingly and picked her up.

Xiao Yue'er felt the warmth of Hong Yuan's chest, and the corners of her mouth rose. Staying with Hong Yuan, she can always feel a sense of steadfastness like a mountain.

When you come to the outer city of Vasya, you will see a group of people dancing dragons on the street, beating gongs and drums, and throwing talismans from time to time to make firecrackers.

Xiao Yue'er straightened her head and didn't see it completely.

"Don't worry, come up." Hong Yuan used his strength to put Xiao Yue'er on his neck.

His tall figure took advantage of it, and in the vast sea of people, Xiao Yue'er saw the dragon dance performance clearly, and applauded from time to time.

After watching, Hong Yuan walked along the flower street, took Xiao Yue'er to enjoy the flowers and lanterns, and tasted snacks and delicacies.

At this moment, Xiao Yue'er grabbed the rice magnetic cake with one hand and the chicken leg with the other.

"Little uncle, you can eat too."

She smiled and fed rice cake to Hong Yuan, and they were like father and daughter.

Approaching the middle of the night, Hong Yuan sent Xiao Yue'er back to the White Frost Stone House.

Just on the bamboo forest road in front of the white frost stone house, Xiao Yue'er suddenly stopped Hong Yuan.

"Little uncle, you put me down, I'll give you a gift." Xiao Yue'er said mysteriously.

"Oh? Gift... It so coincidentally that I also have a gift for you. Hong Yuan said warmly.

Hong Yuan put Xiao Yue'er on the bluestone road, and then the two tacitly turned around and took out their gifts.

An ordinary clumsy peace charm...

A delicate and gorgeous phoenix feather butterfly...

"Little uncle, look, this is what I embroidered for you, do you like it?" Xiao Yue'er handed out the peace charm to Hong Yuan, her eyes were expectant, shining with starlight.

"I like it, I like it very much." Hong Yuan squatted down and spoke seriously, Xiao Yue'er jumped up with joy.

Later, she looked at the phoenix butterfly and let out an exclamation, "Wow, this little butterfly is so beautiful, it looks better than the little carp." ”

"It's your gift, take it." Hong Yuan handed over the phoenix feather butterfly.

The phoenix feather butterfly looked at Hong Yuan in fear, and as soon as Hong Yuan let go, it immediately flew to Xiao Yue'er's side, seeking Xiao Yue'er's protection.

Xiao Yue'er opened her hands, and the phoenix feather butterfly flickered and flew into her palm, showing a gesture of submission.

The phoenix feather butterfly has a gorgeous appearance, a gentle temperament, and is loyal to its approved owner, which is extremely suitable for being an elf companion, which is why Hong Yuan gave it to Xiao Yue'er.

"Thank you, little uncle." Xiao Yue'er smiled and crooked, put the phoenix feather butterfly in her pocket, and she suddenly waved her little hand, "Little uncle, come closer." ”

As soon as Hong Yuan, who was still half-squatting, approached, she gave Hong Yuan a big hug.

At the door of the White Frost Stone House, Master Lin Daoyan's back teeth were about to be crushed, and he looked at Hong Yuan with jealousy.

Feeling the affection of his niece and the peace charm in his hand, the sword in Hong Yuan's heart became more and more bloodthirsty.

"Nanyang County is finally here." The incarnation of the sword path sighed softly, "Peng Cheng, I'm back." ”