There are countless dynastic forces on the Jiuzhou continent, with different strengths and weaknesses, with the Silla Empire in the Central Plains as the most, with a vast territory, political communication and harmony, and peace and security.

The Forgotten Ones, a legendary figure of the Silla Empire, a topic that the common people talked about after dinner, and the most admired monk of the younger generation.

It is said that after the death of this forgetful dust, the Buddha temple closed the mountain gate and did not come out, and the contemporary emperor of the Silla Empire suddenly forbade words and deeds to talk about forgetfulness, and the violators were tortured.

"Forget the dust sword venerable, colluded with the Holy Maiden of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect, fell into the devil's path, and killed tens of thousands of righteous monks in Jiuzhou, his heart should be punished, and heaven will not tolerate it. ”

This is from the Buddha Temple, except for the Buddha Temple, the four strongest sect heads of Jiuzhou said it personally, as for the truth or falsehood, no one doubts!

At this time, the Ten Thousand Demon Sect, which cultivated the Demon Dao Exercises, suddenly died down and disappeared. The dynasties of the Jiuzhou Continent are calm and calm, and the songs and dances are peaceful.

Three or five years later, the world will forget, and the right path in the world will be like the sky!

A new era is formed, the shore of the land, and the era of peace and prosperity!

What made the Jiuzhou Continent even more eye-catching was that after the battle at the foot of the Fallen Demon Cliff, the aura of heaven and earth entered a state of slow recovery, and no one knew the reason for its recovery. This is a great opportunity for the monks to become immortals!

However, the beneficiaries are not only the Jiuzhou monks, but also thousands of spiritual objects and demons.

It seems that the four seas are peaceful, and behind the peace of the world, an earth-shattering crisis is quietly approaching......

Eighteen years later!

Tianluo Empire, in the territory of Beichen County!

At the southern end of Taoqi Town, there is a strange mountain, the mountain is verdant and steep, the clouds cover the mist, wander in it, such as in the fairyland. This mountain is called Yunwu Mountain, which is very famous. It's just because on that mountain, there is a third-rate sect Sword Spirit Sect. The Sword Spirit Sect destroys demons and defends the way, the justice is awe-inspiring, and it is famous far and near. There are thousands of disciples under his sect, and the sect master is unfathomable.

Behind the cloudy mountain, the grass and trees are lush, the vines are climbing, and the thorns are dense. A sheep intestine trail winds around the mountainside, because it is inaccessible, the fragrance of wild flowers is fragrant, and the insects and birds are singing. Suddenly, I heard the murmuring of the stream, overlooking it on the trail, and the adjacent peaks of Yunwu Mountain opened the valley in the middle. A small stream flows slowly down the high place, clear to the bottom, and the shore is lush and green. There is also the water on the mountain, and the cliff is rushing down, or falling in the stream, and disappearing, or hitting the water surface stone, splashing bursts of water.

In an open flat land by the stream, there is a bent old willow hanging upside down, and several willow threads fall into the water, rippling with the flowing water.

At the bend half, there was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy lying flat on it, dressed in a coarse cloth shirt, with a sun totem on his forehead, half a cut of grass in his mouth, and his eyes slightly squinted to filter the slightly scorching sunlight. If his face is bloodless and pale, he is extremely handsome, with a slender body, fresh and handsome.

The young man's right hand cushioned his head, and his narrow sleeves were rolled up, revealing his slender arm, and on his right arm, there was a cyan key imprint. The right leg is coiled around the trunk of the tree, the left leg is raised high, and the left hand holds a wine jar, towering on the surface of the stream, leisurely.

The sky flashed like a meteor, and then a beautiful figure was revealed. From far to near, in the blink of an eye, it has fallen on the flat ground. It was originally a girl with a hanging bun, with a beautiful appearance, beaded eyes, smart and crystalline eyes, bright and moving.

The girl's pink sleeved robe swayed lightly, and she glanced at the young man lying on the willow tree, her eyebrows frowned slightly, and her face showed a touch of displeasure. Suddenly, he opened his white hand, his middle finger and ring finger bent, and two streaks of silk flew out of the sleeved robe, and they quickly wound towards the young man.

The corners of the young man's mouth hooked, his legs stepped on the willow trunk, and his whole body rose to the air five or six meters above the ground like a light wind, avoiding the girl's intentional sneak attack.

"Hmph, Li Wangchen, you're hiding here drinking again!"

The girl's hands tilted slightly, and the two pieces of silk were withdrawn from her sleeves, staring at the lazy young man in the air, gritting her teeth.

"Life is early in the world, don't let time flow with water. I love wine, the water here is empty, the flowers are blooming, and it is really pleasant to nourish nature!"

The sound of Lang Lang sounded in the valley, and the young man fell on the willow tree again, spit out half of the grass in his mouth, picked up the wine jar, raised his head and sipped it, and drank all the wine in the jar. After a while, but when he saw that a drop of import fell in the wine jar, the young man closed his eyes and tasted it carefully, drunk and hearty.

The girl's bright eyes cast a look of disappointment, and she said with a slight anger: "You have been in my sect for five years, and I have not seen the day when you are not drunk." Slack cultivation and disposition do not follow discipline. You say, what else can you do?"

"Senior sister counts me like this, she doesn't understand the taste of this wine. The holy Buddhas of the heavens have never crossed me, so let the elixir and jade dew in this world cross my delirium, and the heavenly river will sink forever!"

The corners of the young man's mouth lifted, and a sad breath spread, like a cloud flowing in the clouds, and like a hundred flowers withering, decadent vicissitudes.

"Wow!"

The wine jar fell and shattered to the ground, the young man lowered his head slightly, looked at the ceramic fragments, shook his head and whispered: "This scene, déjà vu, but also ridiculous, why is this?"

Seeing this, the girl sighed helplessly, and suddenly remembered that five years ago, when the young man was brought to the Sword Spirit Sect by an elderly woman, it caused an uproar. Just because this young man holds a sword in his left hand, he has excellent wisdom and talent, and he can learn swordsmanship as soon as he learns it.

Bai Nianfei, the sect leader of the Sword Spirit Sect, accepted him as a beloved disciple to teach him a wonderful swordsmanship. I don't want to, the boy has a quirky personality, is addicted to alcohol, and has a very poor relationship with the disciples of the Sword Spirit Sect. and slack cultivation, although the talent is good, the Tao is shallow. After five years, his reputation has not been lost. The elders didn't like it, but because they were sect leader Bai Nianfei's disciples, they had to keep silent.

The girl's name is Bai Xue, she is the daughter of the sect master of the Sword Spirit Sect, she has the color of flowers and the moon, and at first sight, she is the best choice for the Taoist companion in the hearts of the disciples of the Sword Spirit Sect.

Three years ago, Bai Nianfei announced in public that he wanted to marry Bai Xue to this young man and was scheduled to marry at the age of eighteen.

Everyone was puzzled and asked the reason, Bai Nianfei smiled and said nothing, as if he was confident.

Bai Xue agreed. However, the young man slapped his face in public, resigned from the marriage contract, built a thatched house in the back mountain, chanted poems to the moon all day long, and enjoyed wine.

That Bai Nianfei didn't care about other people's gossip, and let him do whatever he wanted.

The young man's surname is Li, and his name is forgotten. When he was ten years old, he played a song "Laughing Red Dust" in a bamboo forest, and he was full of spirit. sighed: "Hongchen is drunk and forgets about life and death, laughing and talking about love and hatred." ”

It is a self-proclaimed name, and because of the avoidance of forgetting the name of the dust sword, he has to add his surname.

In the field.

Li Wangchen gently lifted his hair, overwhelmed by the spring breeze, thousands of prosperous, drunk in his chest. He raised his head, looked at the white snow three meters away, and said puzzledly: "Senior sister, I haven't seen you for a long time, why did you suddenly come here to look for me?"

"Naturally, I came here for the poison in my grandmother's body. In recent years, the revival of spiritual energy has accelerated, and the spiritual object in the center of Nayao Pond has been transformed. Grandma's injuries can't be delayed, and I'm here to tell you about it. ”

"Is it finally there?"

Li Wangchen raised his eyes to the distant mountains, and a bright light was projected in his calm eyes like water, standing with his hands in his hands, his clothes swaying without wind.

Li Wangchen's appearance like this is rare to see, Bai Xue's face was happy, she knew that Li Wangchen was taking this time to heart.

"There is a demon tree in the west, and every time the moon is full, it goes out of the mountain to draw people's blood to cultivate. Soon, I need to rush here to get rid of the demons, and I can't go to Yaochi with you. This is a spiritual talisman refined by my father, which can save your life in times of crisis, so that you can use it for life!"

A spirit talisman suddenly appeared in Bai Xue's hand, and when he opened it, it fell into Li Wangchen's hand.

Li Wangchen accepted the talisman, nodded and said, "Okay, I will leave today, and I will definitely bring that spiritual thing that can cure all kinds of poisons to continue my grandmother's life." These days, I'm bothering Senior Sister to ask someone to take care of my grandma for me!"

"Don't call me Senior Sister anymore, just call me Xue'er. Your grandma is my grandma, and I will arrange it myself. Forget the dust, this trip is a long way, you should be careful!"

After Bai Xue finished speaking, two blushes were printed on her white cheeks, Fang Gan's face was as hot as fire, he lowered his hand, and couldn't help the shyness, which moved the jaw of spring flowers, and the clouds surged east.

Rubbing his hands restlessly, Bai Xue's heart was pounding, and he was a little at a loss, so he quickly turned away, stretched out his hand, and flew towards the top of Yunwu Mountain.

Li Wangchen squinted at Bai Xue who was leaving, with a helpless smile on the corner of his mouth, and bent forward, sweeping towards the sheep intestine path, walking like flying.

In a bush not far from here, a sturdy man in white clenched his fists angrily and smashed a big tree beside him from the roots.

"Okay, okay! Li Wuchen, do you dare to rob Xue'er from me, don't you think your life is long enough?"

On the other side of the man in white squatted a short young man with a mouse-eyebrow mouse, he turned his mouth into the ear of the man in white and whispered: "Senior brother, listen to the conversation between the two of them, this Li Wuchen is going to this Yao Chi to find that thousand-year-old spiritual object, why don't we follow him out of the mountain, come to a halfway robbery, let him go and never return, when the time comes, who will dare to compete with you for the little junior sister ......"

The man in white listened, struggled slightly, but nodded, only to see some cruel smiles appear on his handsome face, his dark gaze moved to a thatched house on the top of the mountain behind Yunwu Mountain, and said in a deep voice: "Although Li Wangchen's path is shallow, he has the sect master's talisman to protect himself. Be careful in this matter, immediately go and gather reliable juniors and disciples, and follow me out of the mountain!"

"Yes, big brother!"

Only the voices of the two people fell, and they had disappeared into the bushes.

The breeze blows on the threshold, the sky is clear, and there is a flat land developed on the top of the back mountain, and there is a thatched hut, which is facing the purple air of the east. Planting strange flowers and grasses, which are mostly chrysanthemums. More build a cluster of spotted bamboo, swaying lightly with the breeze, which makes people intoxicated and full of interest.

Li Wangchen softly pushed the door in, and crept in the side room. On a bamboo bed, there was a sleeping concubine lying peacefully, with gray sideburns and wrinkled knife cuts. His hands are hanging down his chest, skinny, and markings are all over the place.

Li Wangchen's eyes were a little moist, the quilt was rubbed on the old woman's body, and the mattress was straightened out before sitting down, the sun sprinkled on his Fu Fan He Lang's face, waving a layer of childish light and shadow, reflecting a face that was even more beautiful by a woman.

"The kindness of the concubine cannot be repaid. Forget the dust will do its best to pick that spiritual thing for you and dissolve the poison. Grandma, forget the dust and go here, I'm afraid that there will be a few days, let me accompany you more!"

Li Wangchen took the woman's hand and held it in his hand, with a warm smile on his face. The meaning of respect, family affection, has nothing to do with the autumn moon.