In February of the third year of Xiankang (337 AD), Huiji Dongshan.

A young man in brocade clothes knelt in front of the desk, looked at the letterhead in his hand, and groaned......

This young man is Xie An, the word Anshi, the son of Xie Pei, the secretary of the ministry. Two months ago, Shi Hu changed his name to "Great Zhao Heavenly King", and the Demon Sect also made frequent moves in Xiangxi, and the situation in the south was already treacherous. Although Xie An is indifferent to fame and fortune and does not want to seek fame with his noble background, he is also a person who cares about the world, and he has always paid attention to the changes in the situation in Jingnan martial arts.

Xie An got up and left his seat, walked out of the door, looked at the overcast sky in the west, and muttered to himself: "The Demon Sect is searching for Qilin, and if you want to dominate the martial arts, you will lose my luck in Huaxia, and the Jiangzuo family is forced by the Demon Sect to be powerful, and it is difficult to intervene." Gongyun, who is in the center of the whirlpool, how will you solve the crisis and save the people? ”

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Wuling, Xihai Peak Forest.

The scorching sun slopes westward, the mountains are clear, and the forests are dyed. The peaks are directly inserted into the clouds, the waterfall flows straight out, the cranes and birds play in the stream, the hundred elephants are on the banks of the whistling river, the birds return to the forest, the Zhangjiajie under the twilight is full of vitality and misty, like a blessed land of immortals.

No, it's not "like", but "exactly", don't you see the little red beast on the hillside that is playing with the boy in white? This beast looks like a lion, with antlers on its head, tiger eyes inlaid with its eyes, an elk body, an oxtail, and dragon scales, which is the jade unicorn of the divine beast. The jade unicorn, should be the dragon grandson, and the dragon, the phoenix, the turtle and called the "four spirits", is the fate of the earth, it is rumored that its blood is more effective in curing a hundred poisons and curing a hundred diseases, and people in the martial arts can increase their power for a hundred years.

The young man's sword eyebrows and starry eyes, his childish face that has not faded is quite handsome, his plain white robe is as bright as the bright moon, the orange clothes belt is fluttering in the wind, and he is carrying a three-foot long blade, which is the only son of the white cat hero of the Changhong Sword - Rainbow Cat.

At this time, the rainbow cat was seventeen years old, and his martial arts had made great progress compared to that year. It not only integrates the twenty-three styles of Changhong swordsmanship, but also cultivates the ancestral light skills to the realm of stepping on the snow without a trace.

Since returning from Dongshan, the rainbow cat has studied more diligently, not only cultivating the "Fire Dance Whirlwind Swordsmanship" to the seventh layer, but also Tongli, music, royalty, archery, calligraphy, mathematics, painting, game, medicine, cooking and the pre-Qin Zhuzi theory, as if becoming a civil and military all-rounder.

At this time, the rainbow cat's strength is strong, Mo said that it is second to none among the younger generation, and the senior masters of each major sect are only five fingers better than others.

But seeing the rainbow cat move and jump a few times, he has climbed a steep cliff, and the dangerous cliff is only like a mud pill at his feet, and there is no hindrance. Then, he frolicked with the unicorn all the way into the forest.

"Hong'er! Hong'er! An old but angry voice came, startling the birds that roasted in the forest, and it was the white cat calling for his son.

His father's cry woke up the frolicking boy, and he looked around, only to realize that the sun was sinking in the west, night had come, and it was time for dinner. The rainbow cat said to the unicorn: "Qilin, it's my father calling us, let's go back!" Kirin nodded in response.

As soon as the words fell, it was dark behind the rainbow cat, and then the sound of a strong wind sounded, and a log flew from the forest and pressed towards the rainbow cat. The rainbow cat smelled something strange, a cold light shot out of its eyes, and it drew its long sword reflexively.

The blade of the sword has been revealed, and its man is already in the air.

A few flashes of white light flashed, and the huge log was cut into pieces. The rainbow cat people did not land, and another rain of arrows has come from behind the grass towards the rainbow cat door, the timing is ingenious, the rainbow cat has been dodged, and it is about to die with ten thousand arrows.

"The light of the Buddha shines!"

The rainbow cat squeaked lightly, using the "Buddha light" of the "Changhong Sword Technique", and in an instant, the whole body was flooded with golden light, and a long sword seemed to have turned into thousands, and it was woven into a layer of sword nets in front of the rainbow cat.

"Ding, ding, ding!" The arrows slammed headlong into the net of the sword and bounced off. The rainbow cat landed safely, and the light skill of "stepping on the snow without a trace" turned into an afterimage, and the sword was killed into the grass.

After the rainbow cat went around to the grass, he saw a large group of black-clothed people here, everyone was holding a plate axe, and he immediately made a decision, relying on his speed advantage to kill him, taking the enemy's vital point and taking people's lives with every move, but in two moments, the black-clothed people have all become dead souls under the sword.

The enemy gave the head, and the white arc sword in the rainbow cat's hand was still brilliant, unstained with the slightest trace of blood.

The rainbow cat put the sword back into its sheath, returned to the unicorn, and rode the unicorn to where his father, the white cat, was.

"Is it finally coming? Demon Cult! The rainbow cat whispered to herself.

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The cold wind at the top of the mountain blew the green robe of the thin swordsman, whose beard was white, and his sword stood on a huge rock, and at his feet was a hundred zhang cliff, around which seven doves flew up and down.

The old man is the famous Changhong Sword Master and the father of the rainbow cat - Duanmu Bai/White Cat!

Many years ago, the black-hearted tiger born in the wild tried to drink the blood of the unicorn to improve martial arts and dominate the martial arts, and the white cat and the six brothers were defeated by the shocking mastery of "seven swords combined", but unfortunately "seven swords combined, not injured and disabled", the black-hearted tiger still had the strength to escape under the serious injury, but the seven swords were no longer able to kill it. Now, the remaining six swords have passed away one after another, among them, the three veins of Ben Lei, Qingguang, and Whirlwind have completely disappeared, and I don't know if they have left a successor.

A few months ago, it was the time when Shi Hu changed his name to "Da Zhao Tianwang", and the white cat suddenly had a shadow in his heart, and the white cat was vaguely uneasy, but he didn't know where to point. This uneasiness has been growing in recent days, and it is clear that a disaster is brewing. He couldn't help but think of Blackheart Tiger, an old rival.

The biography of his friend Xie Pei taught him to be convinced of his suspicion: the Demon Cult is making a comeback.

"Father!" At this time, the rainbow cat hurried to the top of the mountain and reported to his father: "There is a situation, and the right person is ...... in the woods."

"For the Father knows!" The white cat interrupted his son's words and said, "It's the Demon Dao of the Black-Hearted Tiger who has killed him!" ”

"Black-hearted tiger? He was defeated by you and your predecessors with the 'Seven Swords Combination', and the sword qi generated when the combination was penetrated into his body, could it be that his illness was cured? "The background of the era is different from the original, and the rainbow cat naturally does not dare to be overly superstitious about the original, and carefully verify.

The white cat said: "I don't know the reason for this, but he covets the unicorn, and there is no suspicion that the thief's heart is not dead!" ”

The rainbow cat subconsciously approached the unicorn and stroked its head. The unicorn, to himself, is a playmate who accompanies his growth; In the world, it is one of the "four spirits" that guard the luck of China. In public and private, the rainbow cat will never allow the unicorn to fall into the hands of the Demon Sect.

Rainbow Cat Zhengse said: "Father, the blessings and misfortunes of the common people are tied to the unicorn, and we must not let it fall into the clutches of the devil!" ”

The white cat understands that the Demon Sect has been dormant for many years, and once it comes out, it must be won. Today's situation no longer allows his father and son to retreat. He had made up his mind and said, "I have my own arrangements. As he spoke, he took off his saber and handed it to the rainbow cat, "You take this Changhong sword and go down the mountain to find the other six sword heirs, remember, only by overcoming difficulties, uniting, and completing the combination of seven swords can you defeat the Demon Sect!" With that, he took the rainbow cat's saber white arc.

"Father! Then you ......" The rainbow cat looked at the old father worriedly, trying to persuade him to leave with him.

"Let's go! I have arranged for the spirit pigeon to pass on the book and inform the other Six Sword Descendants to prepare early! The white cat whistled, and the red-headed pigeons landed on the rainbow cat's shoulders, and the other pigeons scattered in all directions.

The rainbow cat saw that his father was ready to desperately cover his evacuation, and he was reluctant, but he didn't know how to persuade him again, so he stood in place for a while.

Seeing that the rainbow cat was slow to move, the white cat scolded: "Don't leave yet!" ”

The rainbow cat couldn't persuade him anymore, knowing that this was a farewell to his father, he knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times, without saying a word, and rode away on a unicorn.

The white cat looked at his son's distant figure, with a pleased smile on his face, and said secretly: "Child, I hope you are the hero of the world who can reassemble the seven swords!" ”

This is the last expectation of a father for his son, and even if it is not declared, the son will understand.

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