The black-robed old Taoist silently stared at the sky from afar, only to see that in the dark blue night sky, under the bright moon, the meteors were shining, and the spiritual qi of heaven and earth was flowing to a wonderful place, like pillars of spiritual qi pouring down from above the nine clouds. These dozens of spiritual qi staggered and fused in the air, condensing into a torrent, and rushed straight at the ancient long sword without any scruples.

The black-robed old man slowly closed his eyes, his eyes shining with imperceptible light, and then continued with the previous words: "I just saw the aura of heaven and earth suddenly converging towards Chaoxia Mountain, and I was curious, so I went to find out, I never thought that in the middle of the night, you were not sleeping, somehow? Didn't you just enter the Sifang Mountain and couldn't sleep? ”

Yu Nian, who heard this, was shocked in his heart, but he was just a new disciple who was not deeply involved in the world, how could He De be personally cared for by his ancestor? Hurriedly denied it, and eagerly explained: "The younger generation is an ordinary mortal, and he is not familiar with it when he first enters the Immortal Mountain, but he is fortunate to be favored by the Palm Sect, and he is willing to accept me as a disciple of his own lineage. ”

"I see."

The black-robed old Taoist nodded indifferently, and then turned his gaze to the simple long sword beside Yu Nian, which was still absorbing the aura of heaven and earth and the essence of the sun and the moon, and asked, "Your sword is indeed extraordinary, can you let me have a look?" ”

Hearing this, Yu Nian immediately understood, it turned out that the ancestor was also here for this sword, but it was not clear what was wonderful about this sword, and it attracted the attention of many masters in Sifang Mountain.

Yu Nian guessed in his heart that the origin of this sword was very extraordinary, and he was afraid that it was much more powerful than he imagined, but the deceased father didn't reveal half a word to himself until he died!

Although his heart was full of regret, he did not show any emotion in the face of this matter. He respectfully stretched out his right hand and replied with a smile, "Master, you can watch it at will." ”

After receiving Yu Nian's response, the black-robed old dao immediately waved lightly at the ancient long sword, and suddenly, the ancient sword that had been continuously absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth stopped for a moment, and all the spiritual energy condensed above the sky instantly dissipated, as if it had never existed. All that was left in the night sky was the silver moon and countless shining stars.

Without the aura pouring out, the bursts of light on the ancient sword's body suddenly disappeared, like a star that had been left out, gradually becoming dim. At this time, there was no more power to levitate in the air, and with a "clang", it fell straight to the ground, as if the creature had lost its vitality.

The black-robed old man frowned slightly, feeling a little shocked by the scene in front of him, according to his thoughts, if this sword was still as full of spiritual power as before, it should take the initiative to come to his hand. But now that it has lost the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, it has directly lost its light and fallen to the ground, not obeying his call at all.

Could it be that the aura of this sword itself is not enough to support such a move?

But the letter from the Song Mansion said that when the mirror demon was removed, the sword behaved abnormally, and it was easy to force the mirror demon to retreat, so it can be seen that there is clearly a sword spirit in this sword, so why has it lost its luster now?

The black-robed old man stood still, stunned for a full three breaths, his eyes fixed on the ancient sword, his eyes flashing with a complex light, as if he was pondering various possible reasons.

Yu Nian didn't know how to stand aside, he didn't look at it, and he didn't just think that this master was a little funny and funny, he just showed his palm, and he looked like a command, did he think that this sword would definitely fly to his palm?

The black-robed old man stretched his embarrassed look, pretended that nothing had happened, walked to the vicinity of the divine sword with steady steps, leaned down to pick up the ancient divine sword that had fallen to the ground, held it in his hand and examined it carefully, and finally determined that this was indeed the Zhaoxi Sword in his memory, however, the Zhaoxi Sword at this time obviously lost part of its original spirituality, and it was a world of difference compared to the luster and brilliance of the past.

Seeing the black-robed old man's serious attitude, and remembering that his cousin Zhang Xuanfu and the mountain peak masters had also developed a strong interest in this sword, Yu Nian couldn't help but be curious, and mustered up the courage to ask: "Master, there is one of the juniors who wants to ask for advice." ”

"What?" The black-robed old man glanced at Yu Nian and slowly responded.

Yu Nian said with a solemn expression: "On the Azure Peak, the head of the sect and the first seat are quite fond of the sword in the hands of the juniors, and the juniors have asked about related matters, but they have not revealed any information. Tonight, the ancestor visited late at night, obviously for this sword, the younger generation was quite puzzled, and really wanted to explore the source of this sword, why are everyone in Sifang Mountain full of desire for this sword? ”

The black-robed old Taoist looked at Yu Nian in a slight surprise, as if he was surprised that he could see their purpose, but after thinking about it carefully, it was not difficult to understand that the Zhaoxi Sword was very important to the Sifang Mountain, whether it was Zhang Xuanfu or Pingqiu, or others, they were all under great pressure and were eager to retrieve this Zhaoxi Sword. Today, when I saw the sword that had been hidden for many years appearing in front of me, it was natural to feel an irrepressible excitement in my heart.

However, the accident caused sixteen years ago caused a heavy blow to Sifang Mountain, causing many of his peers to pass away unfortunately, he is undoubtedly a sinner of Sifang Mountain, unable to face the heroic spirit of the ancestors of Sifang Mountain.

But despite the guilt, he still longs to be able to atone for his sins through self-denial, if it weren't for the fact that he had taken the sword and left the sect, he was afraid that he had already opened the way of heaven and attracted the aura scattered between heaven and earth, but whether this result was good or bad was unknown.

Because the real person of Xiaozhuang seized the sword and left the sect, his plan was snuffed, and a full sixteen years later, he still secretly tracked his whereabouts. The key is not in the real person of Huazhuang itself, but the Zhaoxi sword in his hand.

Seeing this long-missed Zhaoxi sword again tonight, he also couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart, if it wasn't for someone present, he really wanted to hold the sword in his arms and look up to the sky and roar.

Now that Yu Nian took the initiative to ask a question, he was caught off guard, and he didn't know how to answer for a while, and finally said after hesitating for a long time: "I don't know if you know anything about the origin history of Sifang Mountain?" Did Jingqiu mention it to you? ”

Yu Nian shook his head lightly and responded, "The old Taoist never mentioned this. ”

The black-robed old man stared at the night, savoring the past as if he was nostalgic, and indifferently recounted the past events that had been staged to Yu Ying: "A hundred years ago, the demon clan invaded, the world was in chaos, and the lives were ruined. ”

Yu Nian was stunned, but he didn't expect that the Great Desolate Demon Clan that Mr. Zhao told was not a lie.

Among the many sects of cultivation, a sect named Kunwu, who is at the top of the sect of cultivating immortals, in order to protect the people of the world from the persecution of the demon clan, led all the righteous sects to exterminate the demon clan together.

And the demon clan is strong and overwhelming, and the righteous path coalition army is struggling and suffering heavy casualties. In this life-and-death battle, Kunwumen broke the laws of heaven and earth with his luck and attracted heavenly thunder, only to finally drive the demon clan away, and Kunwumen lost nearly ninety percent of its disciples in this battle, and its vitality was greatly reduced.

Later, in order to protect the inheritance of the sect, the last head of the Kunwu Sect at that time sealed the remaining Kunwu Qi Luck in the Zhaoxi Sword at the cost of his own life, which led to the dissipation of the Kunwu Sect's Qi Luck, the collapse of the mountain, and the complete disappearance of the Kunwu Sect in the world of cultivating immortals. ”

The black-robed old Taoist was sad in his words, and his tone was ups and downs when he told it, and between the movements of his lips, it seemed that people felt that the magnificent world of cultivating immortals was presented in front of them, as if they could see the glory and fall of Kunwumen.

Yu Nian stood quietly and listened to these stories, although he had not witnessed the glory of Kunwumen, he knew that Kunwumen, as a leader in the righteous path, must be far superior to the three major sects today.

Especially when he heard that in order to protect the common people in the world, Kunwumen did not hesitate to open the way of heaven and summon the heavenly thunder, and paid a huge price of nearly ninety percent of the lives of his disciples, he couldn't help but have a deep admiration for this sect that he had never met but had a deep reputation.

In order to make the world healthy, it is such a great feat to sacrifice ninety percent of the disciples. Although it was just imagination, I felt the blood boiling in my heart for more than a few years.

"What happens after that?" He eagerly sought more details.

The black-robed old man relaxed for a moment, and then calmly narrated: "Since that day, the world has finally regained peace, and the people can live and work in peace and contentment, but it is difficult to find the famous Kunwu Sect in the world. Some of the remaining disciples of the Kunwu Sect were determined to rebuild their former glory, so they established the Sifang Mountain here, and the Zhaoxi Sword, a divine weapon carrying the luck of Kunwu, has been passed down to this day. ”

Speaking of this, the black-robed old man carefully rubbed the ancient sword in his hand, sighed faintly, and said: "It's just a pity, a great change sixteen years ago, the Zhaoxi Sword was accidentally plundered, and it was not until today that it was able to return, and at this moment, the luck in the sword has been lost by more than seventy percent, and the sword spirit is even more gone, although it remains, its spiritual power is greatly inferior to before." ”

With that, the black-robed old Taoist returned the ancient sword to Yu Nian, who looked stunned.

Yu Nian took over the ancient sword, and his heart was quite shocked, he couldn't imagine that the magnificent Kunwu Gate was actually the long-standing source of Sifang Mountain, and from the meaning of this ancestor, the Zhaoxi sword that sealed the luck of Kunwu was the ancient sword left to him by his deceased father?

The past is like smoke in my mind, and I can't help but sigh that all kinds of wonders and impermanences in life have happened to me.

Kungo? The name somehow always feels familiar.

At this moment, the black-robed old man turned his head to look at Yu Nian, who was contemplative, and asked, "Yu Nian, little friend, seeing you like this, how much do you like this sword?" ”

Yu Nian smiled slightly shyly and responded: "Returning to my ancestor, this sword is the last relic left by my father, although it is difficult to express deep affection, but there is no disgust. Moreover, although the younger generation has no great ambitions, but after hearing the feat of the ancestor Kunwumen, he can't help but look forward to learning the magic of the fairy gate, driving the flying sword, and defending the peace of the world. ”

The black-robed old man smiled indifferently: "I have a bit of ambition." ”

Receiving the praise of the ancestor, Yu Nian's heart was full of joy, and he smiled and thanked: "Thank you for the praise of the ancestor!" ”