Yunxia Mountain has been too quiet lately.

Sect Master Tang Yin can't go out of retreat, it is said that it is to hit the bottleneck of the Nine Realms, if the breakthrough is successful, then Tang Yin will become the first female sword immortal among the young generation in the world to enter the ten realms, the future is immeasurable, it is very likely to be the entire Cang Gengzhou, and even the entire Fuyao world for a hundred years of kendo The first person, as for a hundred years ago, there was still an old-timer who was a swordsman, but the dragon saw the head and the tail, and now there is no trace of it.

The "young" among the qi refiners on the mountain, in fact, anyone who is less than 100 years old can be regarded as a young generation, just because after the monk realm reaches the realm of Jindan and Yuanying and other earth immortals, he not only prolongs his life, but also can wash his marrow and change his bones in a posture that is almost like changing his face, and his face is permanent.

This is also why many monks have a very high realm, but they look quite young, and the higher the realm, the more they like to pretend to be teenagers and girls, so there is often a saying on the mountain that they would rather bully the old man than provoke the child.

However, a woman like Tang Yin, the sect leader of the Yunxia Sect, even if she looks at it from the perspective of ordinary people under the mountain, she can still afford to be young once, and twenty-five or six is already the peak of the Nine Realms, and her cultivation is staggering.

A world, among the top ten sects, not all of them are young people like the female sword fairy Tang Yin, strictly speaking, Tang Yin is actually the only one among the top ten heads in the world who can comment as a young head with the eyes of the mountain.

The heads of the other nine immortal sects, all of them are old bones who have become essences, only two of the two top ten sects in Canggeng Continent, in addition to Yunxia Mountain, the other is located in the Wind Thunder City in the territory of the Great Xuan Dynasty, and the head is an old sword cultivator who has been cultivated for more than five hundred years, named Mo Yan.

Mo Lao Jianxiu also said with a smile, "A little girl in her early twenties is also in the same Nine Realms as the old man and me, which makes people ashamed." ”

This Mo Lao Jian Cultivator is a man of temperament, although his realm is high, he can completely rely on his cultivation as a permanent appearance, but he has always shown his ancient appearance, instead of learning from those other old bones who rely on the realm all day long, putting on a face that is more tender than that of young people.

The warm-hearted monk named Wen Nian is from Wind Thunder City, and now that half a year of training has passed, Wen Nian has made a lot of contributions, and the results of the sect's assessment are quite good, and as soon as he returns to the sect to restore his life, he will become a disciple of the ancestor hall of Wind Thunder City, and enter the sight of the old sword cultivator of the head of the sect, and his future achievements are limitless.

Wind and Thunder City is located in the west of the Great Xuan Dynasty, facing the deep pool, the breeze and waves, the water and stones fight each other, and the sound is like a bell.

There are not as many peaks as other immortal sects, a wind and thunder city, only has a main peak, but the main peak is so big, stretching for thousands of miles, a main peak, is also a mountain range, magnificent, inexhaustible, the whole mountain range, collectively known as the wind and thunder city!

In the Wind and Thunder City, there are countless Linggong Divine Mansion and Yuyu Jintai.

Five steps on the first floor, ten steps on the first floor, the corridor waist is mangyback, the eaves are high and pecked;

Contains wind and rain, contains clouds and thunder, hence the name - wind and thunder city.

A young man in brocade clothes and a sword behind him returned to Wind Thunder City from the Daxuan Dynasty, thousands of miles away, and stopped at the mountain gate for a moment, staring at the seven-character mantra that hung in the air with sword qi at the mountain gate.

Ten thousand winds and thunders send smoke and rain.

It was Mo Yanmo, the head of Wind Thunder City, who was the elder of the sect with the help of the sect's mountain and water formation that contained clouds and thunder, coupled with his own sword intent, that the two complemented each other, so that he could draw the seven words of sword qi that would not disperse for many years at the mountain gate.

This contains the seven words of the fierce sword intent of the old Mo and the power of the thunder law in the Wind Thunder City Landscape Array, each word has an extremely terrifying power, and the position of the seven words hovering in the air is also extremely exquisite, each word represents the seven star positions of Tianshu, Tianxuan, Tianji, Tianquan, Yuheng, Kaiyang, and Shaking Light.

In addition to the extremely high attainments of kendo, the old Mo Yan also has a lot of research on astrology and divination, and he taught himself the art of derivation, and he can also get the Kunlun Mountain palm to teach a sentence "There is a good thing on the fingers", which is very highly evaluated, and he is good at pinching the tips of the fingertips, and he has also figured out a set of techniques that condense the heavenly stems, earth branches, eight gates, and nine palaces at the fingertips and make a little deduction.

Regarding the seven words of sword qi, placed in the star position of the seven-star map, Mo Yan also has a saying.

"The bucket handle refers to the east, the world is spring, the bucket handle is south, the world is summer, the bucket handle is west, the world is autumn, the bucket handle is north, the world is winter. ”

Wind Thunder City has never made a mistake when it breaks off four times.

The young sword cultivator in brocade clothes had a slightly tired face, but he still stood patiently under the seven words of sword qi, carefully observing the true meaning of the sword, when he was young, he was rough in swordsmanship, only looking at his spirit and not understanding his shape, Wen Nian now took a closer look, and found that this bucket handle, pointing to the west, is indeed entering autumn.

Wen Nian has lived in Wind Thunder City since he was a child, and he has no worries about food and clothing, one of his parents is the chief swordsmith of Wind Thunder City, and the other is a gentleman who entered Guanlan Academy as a woman.

In the world, only a woman with high moral standing can afford to be called a gentleman in the world.

And if a woman wants to put her name in the palace and enter the forty-nine academies under the ten university palaces to teach, it is even more like ascending to the sky, the difficulty, and the status are all the same.

Looking at the whole world, women teach, there are no ancients before, and it is difficult to say whether there will be anyone who will come later.

My father's surname is Wen, and my mother's surname is Nian, so I have the name Wen Nian.

Every time the young sword cultivator thought of this, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise, and now he was about to become a disciple of the Patriarch Hall of Wind Thunder City, and he had never shamed his parents.

"Senior Brother Wen!"

Unconsciously, the young sword cultivator had already stood under the seven words of the sword qi for a long time, and he was stunned, and suddenly there was a voice as crisp as a bell, pleasant to the ear, and called his name.

Wen Nian turned his head and looked at the girl who looked surprised, but didn't dare to take a step forward and get closer to him.

The girl's pink clothes are belted, with rusty butterfly dark lines, a green silk with butterfly tassels shallowly curled, and a pocket crescent moon between the eyebrows, as clean as water.

She has a moth eyebrow, starry eyes and bright teeth, looking forward to life, and a natural beauty embryo, which is one in ten thousand.

Wen Nian took a step forward with a smile, put his hand lightly on the head of the girl in pink, and gently rubbed her little head, "Xiao Canyue, have you practiced your sword well?"

The girl was still full of joy as soon as she was happy, and she pursed her lips in a blink of an eye, she didn't like the young Jian Xiu to add a small word in front of her name, she stood on tiptoe slightly, and could only look up at Wen Nian, the girl put her hand on her head, and compared it back and forth between Wen Nian and herself, and seemed to be dissatisfied, she thought that she had not seen her for half a year, and she would be about the same height as Senior Brother Wen, who knew that Senior Brother was also growing.

A girl's heart, innocent.

Today's girl is still only on his shoulders.

"Wen Nian, you're back!"

Between the two words, another young man walked slowly, looked past the girl in pink, stayed on Wen Nian, and repeatedly looked at this fellow disciple who had not seen him for half a year.

Wen Nian smiled and nodded, but in a blink of an eye, the man punched him in the lower abdomen, obviously he didn't use any strength, but it was just an ordinary punch from an ordinary man, which made Wen Nian bow his body, a painful look, the punching man crossed his hands on his waist, and laughed heartily: "Haha, I can't think of it, now my boxing skills have improved again, how about this punch?!"

The man in brocade instantly straightened his body, gave a thumbs up to the man, and exclaimed: "Awesome, Uncle Liu's punch is a blow, dare to teach heaven and earth to lose color, and the martial arts will reach the top, just around the corner." ”

The girl in pink glanced at the two of them, thinking that these two guys have been like this since they were children, and they haven't gotten tired of playing until now, how many adults are they to, and they are still interested in this?

She's different.

"Hurry up the mountain, Uncle Wen has prepared a large table of dishes for you to celebrate that you are about to become the twenty-ninth generation descendant disciple of our Wind Thunder City Ancestor Hall. ”

The young man surnamed Liu hooked Wen Nian's neck with one hand, and rubbed it vigorously on the head of the girl in pink with the other, not knowing how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, walking between the two, with the arrogant appearance of punching the Eight Realms Sword Immortal Wen Nian and kicking the daughter of the sect master, Canyue, he really deserves to be an Uncle Liu!

At the dinner table, there were only four people.

Wen Yan, the chief swordsmith of Wind Thunder City and one of the three major swordsmiths in the world.

The younger generation of Wind Thunder City can be called the sword immortal Wen Nian, the son of Wen Yan, the cultivation of the Eight Realms, and the Yuan Ying Sword Immortal.

The daughter of Mo Yan, the sect master of Wind Thunder City, Mo Canyue, is extremely talented, but she doesn't like to practice swords, and she cultivates swords in the cave realm.

A disciple of the outer gate of Wind and Thunder City, he was picked up by Wen Yan from the mountain gate when he was young, raised as an adult, had no sword heart, could not cultivate the flying sword of his life, and simply changed his sword practice to boxing, and aspired to become the first person in the world of martial arts, Liu Miao, the martial artist of the Six Realms.

The old swordsmith's craftsmanship is excellent, his wife is not around all the year round, so he can only cook by himself, for decades, he has also cultivated half a cook, up and down the wind and thunder city, and the sword cultivator who came to the Wen family to eat, there is no one who does not praise the old swordsmith's sentence "spicy and fragrant".

His wife was not there, so he had to do it himself, with enough food and clothing, and there was no way.

At a meal, the three juniors all looked like starving ghosts who had eaten the last meal and had not been reincarnated, gobbling up dishes on a table of dishes, and the wind was torn apart, but the old swordsmith who cooked by himself almost didn't move his chopsticks, just looking at this group of juniors, he could only secretly sigh in his heart, young people just have a good appetite.

Wen Yan put a chopstick braised pork in Wen Nian's bowl, and chatted with the children who returned from a long trip.

"Your mother originally wanted to come back to have a meal with you, but it was unfortunate that she caught up with Guanlan Academy to arrange for students to study abroad, and the mountain owner named you to let your mother lead the team. ”

Wen Nian's movement of picking vegetables in his hand paused slightly, and he snorted.

Mo Canyue suddenly stopped the movements in her hand, wondering if she had eaten too much, and secretly glanced at the young sword cultivator who didn't say a word.

The girl wiped her mouth quietly and sat upright.

As a result, in the end, the whole table, four people sat opposite each other, and only one "heartless" Liu Miao was left to eat with his head buried in eating, eating a table of delicious dishes cleanly without wasting at all.

After dinner, Wen Nian sat alone under the eaves in a daze.

Liu Miao and the girl in pink helped Wen Yan clean up the table together, and the old swordsmith would look at the girl for a while, and then at the young sword cultivator under the eaves, his eyes seemed to look at a pair of beautiful people.