In the Azure Peak, which has always been deserted, there are several big figures gathered today, such as the Pingqiu Elder of the Luoxia lineage, such as the master of Xuannu Peak who has been in retreat for 20 years, and Xiao Jingsheng, the current leader of the Yunlang lineage.

Lu Yingchao entered the hall, and saw that several seniors were all waiting, so he hurriedly walked forward, bowed down and saluted: "Yingchao has seen a few senior uncles and brothers. ”

There were many disciples kneeling in the front hall of Tianqingding, and Xiao Jingsheng, who was sitting in the second seat, looked at the face of the middle-aged Taoist priest on the side, and coughed lightly twice, and those Sifang Mountain disciples who were kneeling on the ground quickly got up and quietly withdrew from the hall as if they had been amnestied.

The middle-aged Taoist is now Zhang Xuanfu, the head of the Sifang Mountain, and seeing that Lu Yingchao is safe and sound, he immediately nodded and smiled: "Yesterday, Song Yuanwai has a flying pigeon to pass the book, and I told me all the details of the demon extermination, and there are a lot of praises for you in the letter, I really didn't see the wrong person!" ”

Zhang Xuanfu said, and Pingqiu and Xiao Jingsheng beside him were also full of praise.

However, Zhang Xuanfu suddenly frowned and worried: "According to the description in Song Yuan's foreign letter, it seems that there are still many twists and turns. ”

Xiao Jingsheng understood what Zhang Xuanfu said, and said in a low voice and humbly: "There may be some problems with the origin of the old Taoist priest, but how can you bother the master brother to be so worried." Although my Sifang Mountain is one of the three major sects in Zhongzhou, the disciples flowing on the rivers and lakes are also ordinary, not to mention that the old Taoist priest's mana is not more than Erer, but the woman next to him is quite confusing, a talisman can make the evil soul fly away. ”

Everyone was amazed when they heard this, the Taoist priests in the world were as numerous as the stars, but when it came to the Fu Zheng faction, it reminded people of an old friend of the sect many years ago. However, this matter involves another major incident in the sect more than ten years ago, and the elders already have the answer in their hearts, but it is inconvenient to tell them directly in front of the head of the sect.

Zhang Xuanfu smiled and looked at the junior brothers in the hall, although they were brothers, he was more than ten years older and served as the acting head of Sifang Mountain.

"Please also ask the junior brother to elaborate on the process of the Song family's demon eradication." After all, the Song family is just an ordinary family, and most of them can only be used as spectators for those doorways to subdue demons and eliminate demons. Despite the letters, the narrative is inevitably biased.

In fact, for a major sect such as Sifang Mountain, it is a matter of course to subdue demons and subdue demons within their jurisdiction and protect the people from harm. As an orthodox sect, reputation is the key to maintaining its esteemed status.

The level of status often affects how many young people are willing to leave their hometowns and come to the mountains to seek the teachings of teachers and learn Taoism.

Lu Yingchao sat in front of him, and he didn't know how to start talking for a while, but he felt that this trip down the mountain was unique. After all, it is quite rare for multiple elders to gather together.

He glanced at the master on the other side, and for a while he couldn't remember whether her law name was Changli or Changyi. I just remember that the last time I saw her, her temples were not as pale as they are now.

Lu Yingchao is the proud protégé of the previous head. Cultivation is naturally the best among his peers, and his knowledge is beyond the reach of the new generation of disciples. After thinking about it for a while, he told the story from the old Taoist who met him by chance. It's just that the origin of the mirror demon and many speculations about the woman in green are also involved in the middle of the situation.

He remembered a rumor he had heard about going down the mountain in recent years.

"The British and North Koreas have set foot in the rivers and lakes several times and vaguely explored some clues. According to the situation of the Song family, I am afraid that it is inextricably linked to the incident of Liujiazhuang more than ten years ago! However, the one..."

"Yingchao, can you elaborate on the shape of the sword that the young man is holding?" Xiao Jingsheng interrupted Lu Yingchao's words.

Lu Yingchao nodded, thought for a while and replied: "The sword is more than three feet long, the sword body is slightly wider than an inch, low-key and simple, and the occasional flickering light is like the glow of the sunset!" ”

When everyone heard this, they were all surprised.

"Although there is nothing strange about this sword, there are many things in the world that recognize the Lord, so what is so strange about this sword?"

Perhaps in the eyes of ordinary people, this sword of automatic guardian is quite strange. But seeing the stunned faces of the elders, it seemed that this thing was anything unusual.

"Senior brother, is there really any ulterior mystery about this sword?" Lu Yingchao asked curiously.

Zhang Xuanfu was silent, closing his eyes as if pondering a distant and deep question.

In recent years, Sifang Mountain has gradually declined among the three gates, which may be somewhat related to the loss of the treasure of its town. As the head of Sifang Mountain, who could not be eager to retrieve this artifact?

"Maybe it's just an ordinary sword of confession, you continued." Zhang Xuanfu finally spoke.

Seeing that the senior brother's tone was calm, Lu Yingchao continued to tell the story of the Song Mansion. Everyone sighed that the green-clothed woman's cultivation was so unfathomable. However, no one knows exactly which sect she came from. And the bronze mirror is obviously not an ordinary treasure of the owner, and everyone feels that there must be a secret in this matter.

"Ying Chao, it's been really hard for you recently, you go back first to soothe your body and mind, and I have important things to discuss with a few masters."

Lu Yingchao left Tianqingding, only to see that his senior brother was getting older and older, and his face was bitter. I can't help but worry. When twilight falls and the sun sets, I can't help but feel sad. Since joining the school at the age of five, the senior brother has treated him as if he were his own siblings. Now he is seriously ill and unable to help, and he is really saddened.

Luoxia Mountain, as the name suggests, is the most intoxicating at sunset, but this sunset does not seem to penetrate the hundred miles of the Sifang Mountain.

Now that the Sifang Mountains are not connected, several elders are also in-depth and simple, and rarely take care of the affairs in the mountains, and the senior brother in charge has also been sick in recent years. The future of this Sifang Mountain is left to itself, consciously or unconsciously. Lu Yingchao also felt the heavy responsibility, but the reason why the heavy responsibility is called a heavy responsibility is only clear to the parties themselves.

The peaks of Sifang Mountain stand in the territory of Mingzhou, the scenery in the mountain is beautiful and picturesque, the ancient trees grow unevenly, sometimes there are wild beasts hiding in the meantime, quite the charm of the deep mountains to hide treasures. A round mountain peak towers into the clouds, overlooking the northwest cliff of the Central Plains, and only the emerald green mountains can be seen in the distance.

There is a huge rock standing on the top of the mountain of the empty cicada, steep and steep, connecting the clouds and the sky, like a bowl hanging upside down. This rock is known as the mountain stone by the local people, and it is said that it is the magic weapon left here by an immortal family during his journey thousands of years ago.

Many years ago, the huge rock on the top of the mountain suddenly cracked, a rainbow light broke through the sky, and many sects came to observe, however, after everything was calm, I saw that the ground was full of messes, and the heads of the sects all sighed, and many reasons became an unsolved mystery.

Sifang Mountain suffered heavy casualties, and countless disciples died in this accident. Many years later, the head of Sifang Mountain re-recruited disciples, and Lu Yingchao was one of the new disciples, and it has been more than 20 years.

Lu Yingchao stared at the sunset, his thoughts complicated. A sword or any object in this world is like a mirror, like a string of Buddhist beads, a copper coin, and it may resonate with the owner under some kind of coincidence and fate.

These spiritual artifacts are scattered in the world, and in the eyes of mortals, if the bracelet worn from the previous year suddenly breaks, it may mean that the relatives will encounter a change, which is a sign that the object is recognized. And it is naturally difficult for ordinary people to perceive the subtlety.

The spirit sword of the young man from Taoyuan Building was simple and unpretentious, but it had repeatedly blessed its master, which showed that his spiritual light was extraordinary. However, why did the senior brother hide this matter?

"Senior Brother Lu, I'm so interested!" A wine gourd was thrown with it.

Lu Yingchao grasped it and looked back, it turned out to be Qi Nanhua, Senior Brother Qi.

Originally, this person was the only one who was the best friend of himself in this Sifang Mountain, but recently he fell into an obsession for some reason, and he wanted to compete with himself. It's a good time to find out why.

The two of them blushed, watching the wild geese crossing the blue sky, accompanied by the gusts of autumn wind, and couldn't help but feel proud.

Both of them are the best of the rookies in Sifang Mountain.

"In the competition two years later, what do you think of the junior and younger brothers?" Lu Yingchao asked.

Qi Nanhua seemed to be listening, staring into the distance, but he was pondering in his heart, a few days ago, you were boasting in front of your senior brother, but now you are concerned about my opinion on the comparison.

Lu Yingchao thought that he was still young, and his thoughts were inevitably biased, and Qi Nanhua once confided in him that Lu Yingchao was the personal descendant of the head of the Taishang family, and he was only a disciple of the acting head of the family. Naturally, the opportunities are hard to match.

Lu Yingchao knew the matter well, and after a little guessing, he didn't say anything more at the moment. Senior Brother Zhang Xuanfu regards it as his own, why didn't he grow up watching Nanhua? It's just that as the senior brother said, his junior brother is overconfident and should not be stimulated by words, and there are still two years to participate in the competition, which is enough to resolve this contradiction.

While thinking about it, Lu Yingchao's natal sword behind him trembled slightly.

Lu Yingchao unsheathed his sword, and waved it casually It was one of the sixteen swords in Luoxia Mountain, and he had comprehended fifteen swords, but the last sword was still incomprehensible.

He was dressed in a dark robe, and he swayed freely in the mountains, and after a few moves, nothing was right. His heart is full of Zhang Xuanfu's sickly pale face, as well as the heavy responsibility of expanding Sifang Mountain in the future.

His mind was disturbed, and his qi and blood were disordered, and a mouthful of stasis blood gushed out. What followed was that his natal sword actually broke off when it hit the stubborn stone!

He was originally covered with Xuanyi, but at the moment he was stained with blood, looking down at the broken natal sword in a daze.

Immediately after that, his heart shook violently, and his eyes were dark, and when he opened his eyes again, everything he saw was illusory.

A Xuanqingniao looked at Lu Yingchao not far away, and let out a cry, Lu Yingchao swung his sword, and the sword aura enveloped the Xuanqingchao and disappeared in an instant. He sat down in silence and recited the meditation formula, and then he calmed down.

Luoxia Mountain is steep, but the mountain road is carved by long and wide stone steps. This stone staircase stretches down from the top of the mountain for dozens of miles, and it takes a lot of energy to think that the predecessors of Sifang Mountain have spent a lot of energy.

Lu Yingchao took the sword, looked at the mountain road and remembered that when he first entered the Sifang Mountain, he carried water from here every day to practice. Now the young man is full of dust.