Song Zhilian's father's name is Song Junsu, who was originally a member of Wuzhou. He has read poetry and books since he was a child, and he likes martial arts by nature, and has learned a good swordsmanship, which can be described as both civil and military. After that, he married and had children, and lived a peaceful and happy life. When he was twenty-seven years old, he injured the son of Jinglu's pacification division because of his uneven road, thus offending the Jinglu's envoy, and was framed and imprisoned, and almost died in prison.

Song Junsu poured all his family wealth and finally saved his life, but he was disheartened, so he fell into the grass and became the owner of the Song family's village. Although he occupied the mountains as the king and made a living by robbing, he did not commit any crimes against the common people nearby, but often robbed the rich and helped the poor, and was quite chivalrous in the local area. Because he is holding a purple flute sword, his swordsmanship is outstanding, and he is known as the "Purple Flute Swordsman".

Under the leadership of Song Junsu, Song Jiazhai gradually gained a firm foundation, and there are often heroes and heroes who admire Song Junsu's chivalrous name to come to defect, and the power of the cottage is getting bigger and bigger, and life is not prosperous. Although Song Junsu felt sad in his heart, he saw that the cottage was growing stronger and stronger, and the brothers and sisters were living happily together, so he secretly sighed that God treats him well.

However, there are unforeseen circumstances in the sky, and people have good and bad luck. Ten years ago, on a dark and windy night, a group of masked strongmen raided the lover's sharp Songjiazhai, not only looting the gold and silver treasures in the cottage, but also killing more than 70 people in the cottage, and Song Junsu also died in battle. When the strongman was leaving, a fire razed Songjiazhai to the ground. The famous lover Jiansong Jiazhai was destroyed by this disaster, and he didn't know who did it.

Afterwards, some people speculated that it was the local officials and soldiers, Qiao disguised himself as a strongman, and exterminated the Song family, while others said that the local rich families could not bear Song Junsu, and they spent a lot of money to hire a group of Jiangyang thieves to attack the Song family. There are different opinions, and there is no consensus, which has become a major mystery case that caused a sensation in Jiangnan martial arts that year.

In the end, it was pitiful to see that on the day when Songjiazhai suffered a catastrophe, it happened that Mrs. Song took her daughter Song Zhizhen back to Quzhou to her mother's house, and the mother and daughter survived. Mrs. Song got the bad news of her husband, and hurried back to her lover Jiansong Jiazhai to mourn, but on the way, she encountered an ambush by a group of strongmen. However, Mrs. Song died of her injuries too badly. When she was dying, she entrusted Song Zhixuan, who was only six or seven years old, to Zhong Mobi, and told her children to practice martial arts well and avenge their parents when they grew up.

Song Zhizhen was taken to Fubi Villa by Zhong Mobi. Her family suffered drastic changes and had to be sent to the fence, she has been well-behaved and sensible since she was a child, and she has won the love of Zhong Mobi and Mrs. Zhong, and treats her like her own daughter Zhong Qianqian.

Under the careful care of Zhong Mobi and Mrs. Zhong, although Song Zhizhen had no worries about food and clothing, the tragic death of both parents was a pain in her heart that could not be erased. Song Junsu and Mrs. Song did not leave any inheritance or relics, except for this purple gold flute. Whenever Song Zhizhen thinks of his parents, he always finds a secluded place to hide, holds the purple gold flute in his hand, plays with it for a long time, and chats for comfort.

Song Zhizhen knew that his father's purple gold flute contained a sharp sword, and thought that if he could avenge the blood in the future, he should use this sword to kill the real murderer to comfort his parents' souls in the sky. When Song Di was playing, she also saw the thin gap on the purple gold flute, but no matter how she studied and tried hard, she couldn't open the purple gold flute. This thing was the only relic left by her father, so she didn't dare to use it and broke the purple gold flute.

After a few years like this, she has always been at a loss for how to open the purple gold flute, as she gets older, the brothers and sisters have grown up, Song Zhizhen found the brothers and sisters who were close to her to ponder together, but everyone tried their best, but no one could open the purple gold flute, and finally she had to ask her father Zhong Mobi. Who knew that Zhong Mobi took the purple gold flute and studied it seriously alone for half a month, but he was helpless, so he had to return the purple gold flute to her. Since then, Song Zhizhen has never had the idea of opening the purple gold flute.

Song Zhixuan thought to himself, his mentor Zhong Mobi is all-encompassing, all-enabled, especially good at ingenuity, he can't crack the mechanism in the flute, if someone can open the purple gold flute in the future, so that the sword can see the light of day again, isn't it the will of heaven in the dark?

Since then, Song Zhizhen has secretly made an oath in her heart: if anyone can open this purple gold flute in the future, no matter how old or young, handsome or ugly, rich or poor, she will be committed to marrying him, and believe that this person is her destined husband.

Her secret thoughts, except for her closest senior sister Qiu Yunluo, even Mrs. Zhong, who treats her like her own daughter, does not know. Since she secretly made an oath, a person has often thought that if no one can open the purple gold flute in this life, then she will live alone for a lifetime, and sometimes she can't help but think that if she doesn't appear until her youth is gone, and the person is old, that person will not appear, it is also fate, and there is nothing to do. It's just that she has calculated everything, but she didn't calculate her hit, and she will appear at this time. At that moment, she stood on the spot, with mixed feelings in her heart.

Where could Bai Yixue know Song Zhixuan's hidden thoughts, he saw Qiu Yunluo stretching out his hand to support Song Zhixuan, who was pale, and thought that it was better to send the people in the love sect earlier, Fang was the right matter, and nodded slightly towards Qiu Yunluo at the moment, returned to the field, and said, "Senior Yin, let's compare again." ”

Yin Dihan looked at the short sword in his hand, although it was thin and narrow, but the sword body was glowing with a layer of soft purple cold light, knowing that this sword was by no means an ordinary thing, he couldn't help but be secretly vigilant in his heart, his face was still full of smiles, and said: "Little brother seems to have found a treasure, okay, let's compete again, the sword is higher and lower." The light sword in her hand is incomparably sharp, indestructible since it came out, and has not yet encountered an artifact that can compete with it.

Bai Yixue thought to herself: "I wonder if Senior Sister Song's short sword can be matched with it? If it is broken, Senior Sister Song will definitely be very sad." When he hesitated, Yin Dihan's sword aura was already imminent, and he immediately stood on tiptoe, and his body swung back a foot away.

Yin Dihan let out a long laugh and said, "Little brother, where are you going? Bai Yixue secretly thought: "If you dodge like this, it's not a way after all, I'll try it first." He turned his heart horizontally, raised his wrist with his heavy arm, the tip of the sword trembled, and the purple sword stabbed Yin Dihan's right shoulder from top to bottom, stabbing the Tianqi acupoint, shoulder acupoint and Zhenhui acupoint on Yin Dihan's right shoulder.

Yin Dihan's wrist flipped, the sword came up to intercept, if the white-clothed snow did not dodge, the two swords were bound to hit each other sideways in the air, and the force was slightly smaller than the frontal attack. The two of them were in their hearts, and at the same time they withdrew their swords to inspect, but they were not damaged at all. Yin Dihan secretly wondered, and Baiyi Xue was overjoyed.

He perked up, stretched out his finger and flicked it lightly on the spine of the purple sword, the sound was clear, like a dragon's chanting, and said with a smile: "Come and don't be rude, Senior Yin, let's compare and compare again." Immediately, he moved his sword like the wind, performed the thirteen styles of snow quicksand, and fought with Yin Di in one place.

The two of them fought again this time, the situation was completely different, the white-clothed snow did not suffer a loss on the blade, and the swordsmanship was much better than Yin Dihan, and it was worthy of fighting to the third round, and the white-clothed snow made a move "Wet Snow Thousands of Miles", ethereal and smart, the sword shadow was heavy, Yin Dihan was in a hurry, the whole body was fully flawed, and his right arm was lightly patted by the spine of the white-clothed snow purple sword, and he suddenly felt sour and numb, and the light sword in his hand was no longer difficult to hold, and he fell to the ground, with a loud sound.

Bai Yixue took an arrow step, leaned over like lightning and picked up the light sword, and held it in his hand. Yin Dihan only said that he had already coveted the light sword, his face changed suddenly, and he lost his voice: "You...... You ......"

Unexpectedly, Bai Yixue inserted the purple flute sword back into the piano flute, pinned it to her waist, held the light sword with both hands, took two steps, and said: "Senior Yin, the younger generation has offended a lot, this sword is peerless, please put it away properly." ”

The treasure in the sect was lost and recovered, Yin Dihan was surprised and delighted, took the light sword in his hand, stared at the white clothes and snow for a moment, and said: "Hu Suihan's sword, palm, and light skills are unique, and the swordsmanship is even more extreme. ”

Bai Yixue hurriedly said: "Don't dare." ”

Yin Dihan was quite grateful to him for not coveting his act of returning the sword, and said: "Yin's skills are not as good as others, and he sincerely admits defeat, and the little brother doesn't have to be too humble." ”

Bai Yixue said: "Senior Yin, the love and the four major villas have always been unjust and hateless, why bother to fight because of a little misunderstanding, so that it is out of control? If the two families can settle the dispute and resolve their grievances, it is really a blessing for the martial arts, and I hope that Senior Yin will think twice." ”

Yin Dihan pursed his lips, noncommittal, and after a while, he turned his head to Zhong Mobi and said: "Master Zhong, Bai Shaoxia is open-minded, it seems that there is no shortage of righteous men and gentlemen with good conduct in the four major villas. Today, since he is the leader of your village, we will stop here. Hehe, the Liangzi of Qingjiao and Fubi Villa, I will find a chance to calculate it in the future. ”

Zhong Mobi's face sank like water, and said, "Zhong is waiting for you at any time." Drop-off!"

Yin Di smiled coldly: "Okay, very good." With a wave of his left hand, he said loudly, "Let's go." ”

Bai Yixue took two steps forward and shouted, "Senior Yin, slow down!"