As soon as the news of rearranging the rookie top 100 list came out of the rivers and lakes, each of the six factions was in full swing and actively prepared, as long as the disciples of this sect could achieve a good ranking, it would be the glory of the sect. But there are always some people who are unwilling to study martial arts in a down-to-earth manner, and always want to take a shortcut to the south. As a result, the legendary Seven Peerless Swords became the target of search and competition.

It is almost certain that the final destination of Wu Tianxiong, the king of the deadly sword, is in Panlong Mountain in Langzhong, so all forces are ready to move, and they are secretly searching in Panlong Mountain. They also didn't care that the Seven Peerless Swords originally belonged to the Snow Mountain Sect, and they all wanted to keep it for themselves.

Yang Hanfeng saw that people from all walks of life were flocking towards Panlong Mountain, and he couldn't help but feel a little anxious. Over the years, the Snow Mountain Sect has not stopped visiting the Seven Peerless Sword Hunts, and the gold and silver swords and their daughter Yang Ruyan have been secretly operating in Panlong Mountain. But the final destination of Wu Tianxiong, the king of the deadly sword, is too secretive, and there is no trace to be found.

Wu Tianxiong was supposed to be a generation of grandmasters, but he did not set up another sect, and he was the master of the Golden Sword Hall of the Snow Mountain Sect until his death. Besides, there is a Liujia village in Panlong Mountain, which was originally the hermitage of Langzhong Xia Wei Zongying. Wei Zongying died, and Leng Yue, the grass house where he lived in seclusion, was still there. In late autumn in October, as soon as the sun rises, the geese chirp across the cloudless sky.

At the foot of Wuyun Peak in Liujia Village, a clear stream flows around the village, and at the west end of the village, there is a large mansion with red walls and blue tiles, which is the only rich family in the village, Liu Changlu's family. Beyond that landscape, the pens of cattle and the huts of a hundred and ten inhabitants were loosely scattered all around, and poverty was everywhere.

Almost all the people in Liujia Village are surnamed Liu, except for a few long-term workers of Liu Changlu's family and a martial artist in the nursing home, there are only three people who are not surnamed Liu. One is Mu Chunying, the granddaughter of Grandma Xiu, a teenage girl, who can get married in another year or two, but it doesn't matter what her surname is.

There are two more that are a bit strange, one is Wei Yingzong, who has not been seen for a long time in Liujia Village, known as Lang Zhongxia. Liujia Village was originally not allowed to be inhabited by outsiders, there are three ancient wells in the village, the elders say that a well can only drink 100 people, if the villagers are more than 300 people, they have to dig a new well. Because there are strong people in the three mountains of Langzhong, robbing houses and houses, when Wei Zongying first came, the father of Liu Changlu, a wealthy family in the village, heard that he was ruthless, so he strongly advocated that he be allowed to live. In addition, he generously took out a sum of money to build a school hall in the village, and the villagers let him build three thatched huts under the chaotic pine gang outside the village. The thatched hut is surrounded by a bamboo fence, and the three big characters "Leng Yuexuan" are written on pine boards and hung on the main entrance, and they have lived here for more than 20 years. Since he lived in Liujia Village, there have been no bandits visiting the village for more than 20 years.

If the people in the martial arts knew what the Liu family was thinking, they would be funny, the number one player in the fast knife gate lived here, and who else dared to hit the knife edge? But recently, there have been strong people haunting, Lang Zhongxia has gone out and has not come back, of course the people of Liujia Village do not know that he has died under the peach blossoms and will never come back.

After the village school was built, the people in the village had to invite a pedant to sit in the museum. There happened to be a traveling scholar, who said that his surname was Wu, and asked to sit in the village school, and the villagers hired him, and they all called him Mr. Wu.

When Lang Zhongxia was in Liujia Village, in spring and autumn, he was basically walking the rivers and lakes. Winter and summer are unbearable, he generally does not go far, wandering around Panlong Mountain during the day, and telling the villagers about the story of martial arts and the rivers and lakes at night. He has been on Panlong Mountain for more than 20 years, some people say that he wants to ask the immortals to visit the Tao, some people say that he is going up the mountain to practice, and there are different opinions. Anyway, now that people are gone, they don't bother to guess.

Mr. Wu, who sits in the village hall, also likes to wander around the mountains. This kind of village hall is different from the official school, which teaches children to read and write during the agricultural slack. Therefore, the time when Mr. Wu entered the mountain was just the opposite of Wei Yingzong, and he went to the mountain when he was not teaching and lecturing during the busy agricultural season in the spring and autumn. No one can guess it, some people say that scholars like to climb high and make endowments, and Mr. Wu must have loved the majestic and beautiful scenery of Panlong Mountain, so he always enters the mountain to enjoy the scenery when the spring flowers are full of cliffs and red leaves.

Why did Mr. Wu and Wei Daxia go into the mountains? Why did they maintain this habit for more than 20 years? Anyway, it would not deepen the poverty in Liujia Village, so no one went to investigate it deeply.

In fact, Mr. Wu is not surnamed Wu, his surname is Pan, his name is Pan Zonghua, and he is the first disciple of the Ecstasy Sect collected by Yuan Yunshang.

That was more than ten years ago, when Yuan Yunshang first arrived in Huangniu Mountain, and there were only a few servants under the door. Although Chang Kuan Miaoshou has been subdued, he usually lives in Yiling City, and only listens to the summons when he has something. One summer day, Yuan Yunshang was so tired from collecting medicine that he was sweaty, and when he saw the blue waves of Xiaolongtan and no one else in the mountains, he took off naked and jumped into the pool to bathe.

There has always been no one in the Yellow Cow Mountain, and Mr. Wu broke into Xiaolongtan for no reason to escape the famine.

Yuan Yunshang churned naked in the pool, like a mermaid. Mr. Wu came here in search of wild fruits, never expecting that there would be such a beautiful woman bathing naked in this inaccessible deep mountain pool, and he was stunned for a while. At that time, Mr. Wu was still a little boy, pure as water, and when he understood what was going on, he suddenly realized, and couldn't help but let out a soft sigh, turned away, and closed his eyes tightly.

Yuan Yunshang heard the voice, hurriedly put on his clothes and flew ashore to pounce, and took Mr. Wu's heavenly spirit with one palm. If this palm was pressed, there would be no later Mr. Wu, but at the moment when her jade palm was about to touch Mr. Wu's vital point, she saw the pure face of this sloppy young man, and saw the eyes on the face that couldn't bear to peep into the bright color and closed tightly. She found that she was such a pure child under her killing, and suddenly felt pity, full of murderous intent and turned into tenderness, and a fatal palm was soothed, rubbing on the top of Mr. Wu's head.

When Mr. Wu opened his eyes, he saw a beautiful woman with bright eyes and bright teeth and skin like congealed cream, with a fluttering veil and a delicate smile, and a pair of jade hands stretched out to him like a big sister full of caresses.

"Hungry, aren't you?"

Yuan Yunshang looked at Mr. Wu with some pity.

Mr. Wu was at a loss for what to do, so he had to nod.

The acquaintance was so simple, Yuan Yunshang took Mr. Wu to the grass house in the Valley of Ecstasy, and asked the servants to cook a table of wild celery, wild potato, wild pheasant, and hare meat, and let Mr. Wu have a meal, which was almost the best meal he had in that year. There is also a kind of honey wine, which is similar to rice wine in the countryside, but it is more mellow than rice wine.

"What's your name, where do you live, who else is there?"

Yuan Yunshang asked Mr. Wu with a kind of maternal tenderness.

"My name is Pan Zonghua, my name is Ningyuan, my brother is fifth, and everyone calls me Xiao Wu. The family lived in Yiling City, and his father sold straw shoes in the West Market. ”

"Then I'll call you Little Wuzi. ”

Mr. Wu immediately responded, "Okay! What is my sister's name?"

Yuan Yunshang glanced at him and said, "Sister's name is still a secret of the rivers and lakes, and it cannot be passed on, you can call me Sister Yun in the future." ”

After a full meal, Mr. Wu was going home. Yuan Yunshang gave some silver taels and said, "You can take this money home to survive the famine." Come back here when you're done, I'm going to teach you martial arts. ”

The young Pan Zonghua was forced by famine, and since then he has stayed in the Yellow Cow Mountain and has become the first disciple of the Ecstasy Sect.

He was wrong because he shouldn't have broken into Xiaolongtan by mistake, and after he broke through by mistake, he shouldn't have been a guest in the Ecstasy Blessed Land, and once he was a guest, he never left the Ecstasy Sect.

Mr. Wu has been taking the boys and women to watch the furnace practice medicine for Yuan Yunshang, until the solid Peiyuan ointment is practiced, Yuan Yunshang began to develop the Ecstasy Sect, and the Pan family boy was sent to Xichuan to find the Seven Absolute Swords, in order to hide his whereabouts, he did not say that his surname was Pan, but only his surname Wu.

On this day, an old man in Liujia Village was about to die, and he was lying in the depths of his house, and his grandson was sitting next to him. His face was dark and wrinkled, his breathing became very weak, and the breath was coming in and out, which meant that death was imminent.

Outside the old man's house, a group of visitors kept looking in. After a while, the old man really breathed, and the crowd gradually dispersed. The men went hunting or smoking, while the dark-skinned and muscular women dug sweet potatoes and mended cotton clothes. Only a few of the people who had been close to the elderly remained in the house and wept sadly, and most of the villagers gave up their attention to the elderly, because death was so common in poverty.

The old man is a man in the village and knows some medicine. His son and daughter-in-law were killed in a flash flood, leaving only the grandson next to him as his own flesh and blood. His grandson, who is sixteen years old this year, is named Liu Menglong, has broad shoulders and a round waist, and his lips are densely covered with a black and shaggy beard. Grandpa died, and his only loved one in the world left. He looked dazed except to cry, and he didn't know how to place his dead grandfather.

Mr. Wu has always liked Liu Menglong very much, and taught him to read and write for free, and Liu Menglong often sent some firewood to Mr. Liu, and they had a little friendship with each other. When Liu Menglong was most helpless, Mr. Wu appeared at the right time. Liu Menglong entrusted him to preside over his grandfather's funeral, all expenses were spent, and his grandfather still had some meager savings before his death.

Mr. Wu readily agreed. Usually taciturn, but has always been entrusted with loyalty, and is a very trustworthy friend. promised to preside over the funeral, and arranged everything in an orderly manner.

After burying his grandfather, Liu Menglong wanted to inherit the ancestral business and be the Langzhong in the village like his grandfather. Liujia Village is poor, and the neighbors have no money to go to Langzhou City to see a doctor. Grandpa relied on the herbs on Panlong Mountain and the ancestral medical Tao to deliver medicine in the village and earn a small profit. His family has no fields, only herbs he picks.

After the first seven, Liu Menglong picked up the medicine basket, found the medicine hoe and set off. He wants to go to the tallest old man, and the good medicine is in the depths of the clouds.

No one expected that this trip to the old dragon's head changed Liu Menglong's life, changed the rivers and lakes, and verified Bai Yuchan's prediction.