The moon hangs on the cornices, and the brightly lit Meng family mansion is immersed in the deep night.

Meng Fan knelt in the ancestral hall, burned incense and kowtowed three times, opened the treasure box at the bottom of the three-layer incense case, solemnly picked up the sword-shaped jade in the box, and placed it under the moon. Turn around and take out the rune paper from the box, kowtow and light it with incense, and gently place it on the jade.

The shadows of the trees swayed, the flickering talisman bloomed like fireworks, the jade rippled and trembled slightly, and a line of sword light fell on the blue and disappeared between the stars and the moon.

Meng Fan let out a long breath and walked out of the ancestral hall with the glorious jade in his hand.

Outside the ancestral hall, Meng Wan'er was dressed as a teenager, carrying a coarse cloth bag, her beautiful eyes were full of tears, and she was whimpering silently.

"Wan'er, take the jade talisman and follow the secret passage to get out of the city quickly! Hide after leaving the city, no matter what happens, don't come back! If an immortal looks for you, you will practice with him. If not, you will go to RiverCity incognito. If I don't look for you in three months, you will find a good person to marry, have children with peace of mind, and keep silent about the past in this life!"

"Father! I ......"

Meng Wan'er was interrupted by Meng Fan before she finished speaking, "Remember three points, first, no matter whether the immortals come to retaliate against you, you must not go to Luoyang Shaoxia, there is a way that two fists are invincible to four hands, and the matter is because of you, the Meng family can die, and you can't drag him down." ”

"Second, read more books, read good books, butterflies love flowers, phoenixes and phoenixes, and if you want to have better, you will become better. ”

As for this, Meng Fan suddenly sighed, squeezed out a chuckle, and continued: "In the end, living well is the best way to remember the past, no matter what you encounter, you must be strong, don't feel sorry for yourself, be willing to fall, that is unfilial piety!

"Dad, child......" Tears broke the embankment, and Meng Wan'er couldn't cry for a while.

Meng Fan resolutely turned around, flicked the sleeves of his robe, and said angrily: "Get out, do you want the Meng family to be completely wiped out, and face the ancestors and ancestors without shame after the death of your father?"

Meng Wan'er took a step back, and finally looked at her father's rickety back, gritted her silver teeth, and ran to the backyard pool with tears in her eyes......

She was going to Luoyang, that was her only hope.

Looking at Shu Xitour, the forest waves are undulating, and the fragrance of thousands of flowers is unique to the late spring season, and the gurgling water plays a song with the insects on the side of the rugged mountain road. The moonlight is swaying, sometimes kissing the tender bamboo shoots, sometimes blending into the young man's white clothes, and sometimes dancing in the mountains with the fragrance of wine among the flowers.

The girl in the red dress fell silently on the branches, staring at the back of the young man, the corners of her lips hooked into a beautiful arc, squinting her bright eyes, sly and charming, like a red fox staring at a white rabbit.

The green leaves are rustling, the girl's uncombed green silk is dancing wantonly, like a flowing cloud but can't cover the delicate pretty face, willow eyebrows and apricot eyes, Yao nose and cherry lips, the stunning face will not be boring for a long time.

"Little thief, I've been looking for you for three years, and now I've finally found you, if I don't teach you a good lesson, it will be difficult to eliminate the hatred in my heart!"

The girl thought of thousands of "poisonous schemes", and was undecided when she suddenly heard an intermittent call from outside the mountain. There was a glittering light in her purple eyes, and following the prestige, Meng Wan'er staggered forward in the dark.

Jealousy, the girl in the red dress jumped up, wrapped the purple flame in her bare hands, and grabbed the back of Luoyang's head, her dress danced wildly, and she was there in the blink of an eye at a distance of more than a dozen steps.

His ears trembled slightly, and Luoyang shook his hand and threw the wine jar high, and after avoiding the attack, he drew his sword and teased it lightly.

The maple leaf-like shadow flickered, and the wooden sword swung into the air. The branches and leaves fluttered, the moonlight dappled the grass, and the forest was empty, as if what had just happened was a drunken dream.

Putting the sword back into the sheath, Luoyang smiled bitterly and caught the falling wine jar, and walked towards the depths of the bamboo forest.

Since the age of ten, she has been an unexpected surprise in a quiet day, or sneak attack, or fraud, or give a cotton coat, or give a bottle of elixir......

Often she shows up, and those troubles that are not annoying will follow.

Stepping on the grass, Luoyang gently pushed open the firewood door, lit the lights, drew the sword with a pen, first the blade of the sword and then the scabbard, and the sharp edge on the paper loomed.

Master said, "Kunlun's junior uncle must be the number one sword immortal in the Six Realms. And if you want to become the first sword immortal, you have to endure the hardships that the sword cultivators of the Six Realms have never endured, and you have to do things that the sword cultivators of the Six Realms have never done. ”

Cultivating the sword when walking, repairing the sword when sleeping, repairing the sword when sad, happy is cultivating the sword, and repairing the sword all the time is just the beginning.

The moon falls on the eaves, the rain is sparse, the blue waves are undulating, the sound is rustling, and the rhythm is natural.

Listening to the rain drawing the sword, Luoyang gradually became obsessed, forgetting to close the door to block the rain, forgetting the enmity of the Two Realms Mountain, and even forgetting that he was painting a sword.

Drawing three thousand swords, forgetting its shape and gaining its momentum, the hazy light veil was finally completely revealed, and the sword momentum quietly sprouted.

The sword became a pen, and the picture scroll and the wooden table were all stirred into powder by the sword qi!

The young man smiled stupidly, and then relieved, just about to tidy up the sundries and close the door to meditate, the fragrance of the spring rain sent a few intermittent shouts, "Brother Luo, Brother Luo......"

The purple gas rose in the east, and the three rays of light tore through the clouds and smoke, and the mystery of Canglang Valley was revealed.

Dangerous cliffs, deep blue valleys, the shore is like a dog's tooth, the craggy and strange stones stand left and right, the clear stream is rapid, and the sparkling fish swim in the air.

Seeing the glow, the medicine picker in the river valley pressed the hat, and wanted to dodge but was too late, so he had to take off the medicine basket and kneel down, praying silently, hoping that the immortal would spare his life after taking the medicine.

When the glow fell, the herb picker respectfully bowed three times, and looked up, the leader was middle-aged, with a scar face, a jade crown, thick eyebrows, and a burly body.

The two on the left and right look similar, with long faces and small eyes, short hair and shawls, both wearing gray robes, and carrying double swords, one with the hilt on the right and the other on the left.

"Let me ask you, where is Beihai City?" the Scarface Cultivator asked in a cold voice, his eyes as fierce and brutal as a tiger and a leopard.

The herb picker felt that his throat was a little dry and hoarse, so he swallowed and spat while he was kowtowing, got up and replied, "A hundred miles to the southeast." ”

The Scarface cultivator nodded, flicked his fingers to obliterate the herb picker, and put all the herbs in the medicine basket into the Sumeru bag before driving the glow away.

Crossing thousands of miles of void, when he was approaching Beihai City, the scarfaced cultivator glanced at the bow and crossbow at the head of the city, stopped far away, turned his hand and took out a broken array disk, "Qingju, Hua Zhu, help me." ”

The cultivators who looked similar nodded at the same time, and the three of them worked together to urge the array disk, and the Dao seal lit up one by one, and the array disk rose into the air and turned into a sky of mysterious light covering the entire Beihai City, the ink clouds surged, the lightning flashed, and the thunder roared.

"Where is the city lord, have you ever known the whereabouts of my junior brother Junlan?"

In a moment, the prince of Futai, dressed in official uniforms, hurried to the head of the city, pushed the gold mountain to the three of Fan Yu, poured the jade pillar, threw the five bodies to the ground, and shouted loudly after three kowtows, "The immortal chief has been viciously attacked by the demon, the demon thief can drive the thunder and lightning, and go in the air, and the lowly official leads the army to fight desperately, let go of the demon but leave the demon relatives!"

"Where are the people?"

Fan Yu landed on the head of the city, raised his foot and stepped on Situ Aoki's shoulder, as if smiling, his eyes made the soldiers of the city shudder.