"Whirring ......"

In the dark forest, the figure of a teenager struggled to make its way through. Jiang Fan's physical strength had long been exhausted, perhaps because the potency of the Berserk Beast Blood Pill was still there, so he had not stopped so far, insisting on clenching his teeth.

The sharp pain from his body had become numb, and Jiang Fan was like a walking corpse, constantly struggling to move forward.

He couldn't stop, and he didn't dare to stop. Once caught up by the people of Xuantian Sect, even an ordinary disciple would be enough to take the lives of him and his master Ji Yue.

"Master......"

Jiang Fan ran out of breath while silently reciting Master's name in his heart.

Just now, he didn't seem to be able to feel the power of Master Ji Yue's primordial spirit in his body. After learning of this situation, Jiang Fan's heart was full of anxiety.

"It must be that I am too weak, and Master's primordial spirit must not have dissipated yet!"

"That's right! It must be that I'm too weak, Master, she's so powerful, it's impossible for something to happen......"

Jiang Fan comforted himself again and again. He ran desperately, not only for his own survival, but also for his master.

In this way, Jiang Fan didn't know how long he had been running, until the sound of beasts roaring gradually came from around him, and he knew that he had left the edge of the dark forest.

"It should be safe......"

Jiang Fan subconsciously slowed down slowly.

Now that he has left the edge of the Dark Forest, he can temporarily remove the threat of the Xuantian Sect, and he will face the challenge of these demon beasts next.

So, Jiang Fan was going to find a safe place to settle down first and see if there was any way to wake up the master first.

Suddenly, Jiang Fan remembered something, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his eyes: "I almost forgot these treasures, maybe you can gamble!" ”

Just as Jiang Fan was about to look for it from the Qiankun bag, he suddenly felt a void under his feet, and the whole person instantly lost his balance, and then fell straight down.

"I ......"

"Plop!"

Jiang Fan fell heavily into a deep hole, and a sharp pain and powerlessness hit his heart.

Then, Jiang Fan only felt the darkness in front of him, dizzy for a while, and then passed out directly.

A moment later, a girl's voice came from above the deep cave: "Brother! It seems that a demon beast has entered the cave, you should go and take a look......"

……

Jianxin Valley, as one of the six major immortal cultivation sects in the Great Xia Kingdom, is located in the western part of the Great Xia Kingdom, focusing on swordsmanship cultivation and is a holy place for immortal cultivators.

The disciples of the sect have mastered exquisite swordsmanship and are good at using various sword weapons. In addition to practicing swordsmanship, Kenshin Valley also focuses on cultivating body techniques to improve flexibility.

Kenshin Valley, located between the beautiful mountains and rivers, is a holy place that immortal cultivators dream of. It is nestled among a majestic green hill and surrounded by verdant trees and graceful flowers. Clear streams flow through the mountains, making the sound of gurgling water, adding a touch of tranquility and life to the entire valley.

Stone steps meander upwards, leading to the place where the immortal cultivator cultivates. The stone steps are paved with hard bluestone, and they are still as smooth as a mirror after the baptism of time. On both sides of the stone steps along the way, a variety of exotic flowers and plants are planted, and the fragrant fragrance permeates it, making people feel as if they are in a sea of flowers.

Passing through the sea of flowers, he came to the core area of Kenshin Valley, where a magnificent cultivation hall stood in front of him. This hall is made of bluestone and is imposing. The forehead of the hall is engraved with three glittering golden characters of "Sword Heart Valley", highlighting the majesty and solemnity of the sect.

The interior of the hall is spacious and bright, surrounded by the sword books and cultivation methods of the sect, exuding a simple and mysterious atmosphere. In the center is a high platform, on which is placed a huge sword of cultivating immortals, the body of the sword is flowing with pure aura, as if it is alive and trembling slightly.

"Bang dang!"

With a crisp thud, a woman's saber hit the ground.

"Sister! You've just lost your mind! ”

In the hall, a young man had just knocked the sword off the woman's hand and pointed the blade directly at her neck, only an inch away.

Realizing the danger, the boy hurriedly regained his strength and broke down in a cold sweat.

"Sister! Do you know how dangerous it was just now? ”

The young man put away the sword in his hand, stepped forward quickly, and looked at the woman with concern, for fear that she would be injured.

The woman wears a light and flowing garment, and the robe flutters in the wind, creating a fairyland-like picture. The clothes are embroidered with delicate patterns, like blooming flowers, embellishing her delicate figure.

Her lips are delicate and dripping, like blooming flowers, and her soft red lips exude an alluring sheen, as if they can drip sweet dewdrops. Her long hair is like a black waterfall, smooth as silk, shiny as a mirror, evoking endless reverie in a gentle swing.

"Huh? I'm fine, just suddenly feeling restless. ”

The woman subconsciously tugged at the placket, and the pair of slender and slender fingers triggered endless reverie, the fingertips were like jade, slightly curved, as if telling tenderness and warmth.

This woman is Jiang Yao, who came to Sword Heart Valley from the distant Qingshi Town a few days ago to cultivate. And the teenager standing next to her was her younger brother Jiang Wen.

After these days of cultivation, Jiang Yao's cultivation has reached the seventh layer of the Spiritual Qi Realm.

Jiang Wen also cultivated very hard, but due to his possession of a pseudo-spirit body, his cultivation was currently only at the third level of the Spiritual Qi Realm. This was also due to Jiang Yao's true spirit body, so the sect took special care of her, and Jiang Wen also obtained some additional cultivation resources because of this.

Today, Jiang Yao accompanied his younger brother Jiang Wen to cultivate as usual, but in their fight, Jiang Yao suddenly felt restless, which led to the scene just now.

"Sister, my cousin must be fine, you don't have to worry." Jiang Wen comforted softly.

"Perhaps, in a few days, there will be news of my cousin from the family side." Jiang Wen continued to comfort, as if he was afraid that his sister would not be at ease.

Since cultivating in Sword Heart Valley, Jiang Wen's temperament has also changed, and now that Jiang Fan no longer competes for his sister's love, his resentment towards Jiang Fan has gradually faded a lot.

Besides, Jiang Wen didn't want to see his sister being sad and sad because of Jiang Fan all the time, so he always said something comforting in front of his sister.

"Well, I hope so......" Jiang Yao responded lightly, picking up the sword that had been knocked down from the ground.

If it weren't for the fear that Jiang Wen would be bullied here, Jiang Yao would like to ask his master for a leave of absence for a while and go back to Qingshi Town to find Jiang Fan in person.

In the previous letters, his father Jiang Shan said that he had not found Jiang Fan's whereabouts, and speculated that Jiang Fan might have run away from home to practice alone.

However, Jiang Fan, who has been suffering from illness since he was a child, if he leaves the protection of his family, I am afraid that it will be extremely difficult to even survive, let alone practice. Obviously, Jiang Shan's letter to his family was just to comfort his daughter, hoping that she would be able to concentrate on cultivating in Sword Heart Valley.

It seems that Jiang Wen also knows his sister's thoughts, so he has been nagging Jiang Yao by his side, saying that some of the senior brothers in the sect dare not bully him for his sister's sake.

In addition, Jiang Yao has a true spirit body, and the sect also attaches great importance to her. Three months later, a martial arts tournament will be held in the sect, and the top disciples will receive more abundant cultivation resources.

As a result, Jiang Yao kept putting off the idea of going home.

In fact, Jiang Shan did spend a lot of manpower and financial resources in the family to find Jiang Fan despite the obstruction of his wife Pei Jing during this time, but there was no news for a long time.

"Sister, I see that you are restless today, why don't you accompany me to practice another day, or do you go back to rest first?" Jiang Wen proposed with a smile.

"Okay, then I'll go back and rest first. Don't be lazy, keep practicing hard. Jiang Yao whispered.

"Well, sister, don't worry! Go and rest! Jiang Wen gently pushed Jiang Yao away.

"Okay, listen to you." Jiang Yao smiled helplessly, then turned around and left, walking slowly towards the back mountain of Sword Heart Valley.

"Sister, actually, I also hope that my cousin is okay." Looking at the back of his sister Jiang Yao leaving, Jiang Wen shrugged his shoulders and sighed lightly.

In the back mountain of Kenshin Valley, the sect has built huts here, and each sect disciple can have their own independent residence after reaching a certain cultivation requirement.

As Jiang Yao, who is pregnant with a rare true spirit body, she is naturally under the special care of the sect, even if her cultivation has not yet met the requirements, she can have a hut of her own.

The huts are cleverly located in the mountains and live in harmony with the surrounding nature. The mountain breeze is light, bringing a burst of coolness and refreshing. The flowers and trees on the mountain are lush and full of life, as if telling the wonders of nature.

The air is filled with a faint scent of flowers and plants, which is delightful. From time to time, you can hear the gentle singing of birds, as if playing a natural symphony for immortal cultivators.

Here, the disciples of Kenshin Valley meditate on their cultivation, become one with nature, and comprehend the mysteries of heaven and earth.

The back mountain of Kenshin Valley is not only the residence of elite disciples, but also a holy place for them to pursue the realm of cultivation. The environment here is pleasant and full of aura, which is an ideal place for them to cultivate their minds and sharpen their kendo.

……

A quiet and tranquil hut stands in the back hill, as if it were a paradise. Judging from the excellent location of the room, it was obvious that an older elite disciple in the sect lived.

The exterior walls of this cottage are covered in vines and lush greenery, like a sense of life and beauty that nature has given it.

Large, bright windows reveal views of the mountains and blue skies in the distance. On the windowsill are several pots of blooming flowers, which are colorful and exude a charming fragrance. Sunlight pours into the room through the windows, warm and soft, like a warm embrace.

The interior furniture is mainly wooden, simple and elegant. A wooden table is placed in the center of the room, and a bouquet of flowers is placed on it, which adds to the elegant atmosphere.

A beautiful woman in white sat in front of the embroidery pier, holding an embroidery needle in her hand, and focused on embroidering a man's garment.

Her long hair hung down to her waist like an inky black waterfall, dancing gently in the breeze, emitting a faint fragrance. Her brows were as soft as willow leaves, and her eyes were clear and bright, shining with wisdom. Her skin is as white as jade, delicate and smooth, as delicate and moving as a spring flower.

She was dressed in a plain white silk dress embroidered with delicate patterns of flowers and birds, delicate embroidery threads and magnificent colors. The clothes fluttered gently, as soft as a white cloud, setting off her graceful figure. She holds the embroidery needle in her hand, and the embroidery thread shuttles between the fabrics, and each needle and thread embodies her thoughts and skills.

Her posture is dignified and elegant, her body leans forward slightly, and her eyes are focused on the embroidered pattern. The corners of his lips smile slightly, outlining a trace of elegant arc, as if talking to embroidery, conveying confidence and talent. There was a hint of tranquility between her eyebrows, and there was a soft light in her eyes, as if she could feel her love and focus on this man's dress.

However, the next moment the woman was a little distracted, and the embroidery needle in her hand accidentally pricked her finger, and blood oozed out instantly.

The woman in white felt a little uneasy in her heart, slowly raised her head to look out the window, and said worriedly: "Jiang Fan, are you doing well......

At this time, the door of the house was gently pushed open, and a young girl walked in gently, looked at the clothes in the hands of the woman in white and smiled, and then said softly: "Sister, that Senior Brother Duan is here again, muttering to see you." He's just leaning on the door and won't leave......"

The woman in white came to her senses and responded lightly: "Xiaolan, please go back to Senior Brother Duan, just say that I am still in retreat and cultivating." ”

"Okay! Sister! The girl Luo Luo smiled in response.

The girl gently exited the house, closed the door, and walked out into the courtyard.

"How so? Senior Sister Qin Xue, she hasn't been cultivating today, right? Outside the courtyard, Duan Qingfeng hurriedly stepped forward to ask.

"Senior Brother Duan, I'm sorry, my sister is still in retreat. Why don't you come back next month? The girl opened a pair of big watery eyes and looked at Duan Qingfeng.

"Still in retreat......"

Duan Qingfeng scratched his head in embarrassment, this was the tenth time he had come back from Wu'an City to visit Qin Xue......

In fact, he was looking for Qin Xue for nothing else, he just wanted to talk to her about some of the people he met in Wu'an City, some things that happened, just to talk to her......