In the ice cave of Gunyu Mountain, there are jagged icicles above. The perennial indifference makes them more sturdy and unsturdy. The wind and snow outside the cave were raging and moaning, and the cold did not resist the cold inside.

"Master, I didn't find the Soul Breaking Sword when I sneaked into Nancang Mountain last night, and my whereabouts have not been discovered. Ling Mo and Yuan Ye knelt not far from the scar.

"Rubbish!" said Scarlet angrily. With a wave of the water sleeve, the ice silk quickly flew out, straight to Ling Mo's face, and wrapped her neck around her several times. Ling Mo didn't resist, let it be tightened, feeling the pain of suffocation, his eyes were not the slightest afraid, and he was helpless and couldn't escape. The blade of ice silk caused the neck to begin to bleed, and it fell low at the collar, staining red in several places.

"Master!" Yuan Ye was anxious about the safety of his senior sister and took a few steps forward. "In two days, it will be the Chunye Conference, and Senior Sister will go to Nancang, send it to participate on my behalf, and ask Master to spare Senior Sister. ”

Seeing that the ice silk was wrapped around Ling Mo's neck, as long as she moved her fingers slightly, Ling Mo would die. Scar pondered for a moment and pulled back the ice thread.

Ling Mo coughed a few times, kowtowed, and said, "Master Xie, be lenient." ”

"This time I went to Nancang Mountain, I must find the Soul Breaking Sword, and I will win the descendants of Mo Yefan at the Chunye Conference. ”

The scars wrapped around the ice threads in his hands.

"Yes. Yuan Ye replied respectfully, got up to help her sister, and took her out of here.

"Father. Fifteen-year-old Mo Chen walked into the tent with blood stains on his clothes, but it seemed that he was not injured. He said with a solemn look in his eyes, "If we want to protect Qiuye's life, I'm afraid we will also die here." ”

At that time, Mo Yefan was not the head of the family, but the leader of the Suzaku tributary of Nancangmen. He closed his eyes tightly, and couldn't bear to see his own people fighting each other, but if he didn't make a decision, the consequences would be unimaginable. He took a deep breath, each breath carrying a heavy ache, barely concentrating.

"Do you have to destroy the Autumn Karma Sect..."

"Father...."Mo Chen has already experienced the battlefield at a young age, and he doesn't want to see the scene of swords and swords, and rivers of blood. Thinking back to those seriously injured disciples, his mood was also difficult to calm down.

"If you want peace in the rivers and lakes, you must destroy the autumn industry..."

"No!"

At this time, a man's voice came from outside the account, and then a person opened the curtain and walked forward. Mo Chen looked back, it was Uncle Qin Yan.

"You can't destroy the Autumn Karma Sect, there is still a way. Qin Yan took out three bottles of medicine jars, "This is the antidote that can solve the Witch Gu Forbidden Technique." ”

Mo Chen recalled the battle of Fuhe ten years ago, and the tragic situation is still fresh in his memory. He adjusted his mind, leaned back on the pavilion pillar, stepped on the bench with one foot, rested one hand on his knee, and watched the stream flow slowly beside him.

"Hanyumen, Ice Silk, and Mysterious Man, what is the connection between this? Mo Chen had a trace of thought coming up again, always feeling that there was some conspiracy, but he couldn't guess it.

Yuan Yu stepped forward, "Mo Shao, according to your instructions, I have informed his disciples that they are already preparing.

"Good. Mo Chen replied simply, continuing to worry.

"There is one more thing, the young master has been looking for someone in the past few years..."

"What's the matter, is there news from Luo'er?" Mo Chen, who was already worried, instantly became nervous and excited.

Seeing this, Yuan Yu was not surprised. He knew that the only person who could make Mo Shao pay so much attention was this person named Qin Luo. Since Yuanyu followed Mo Chen, he knew that he had been looking for the whereabouts of this girl, a girl who disappeared ten years ago.

"This is a letter from Situ Gongzi Feige. Yuan Yu handed the letter to Mo Chen.

Mo Chen opened the letter anxiously to check it.

Recently, our soldiers found three women, twenty-three neighbors, who had a martial arts background, and were separated from their families when they were thirteen. Now I invite them to my house on the pretext of befriending the young master of Nancang. Quickly identify the person you are looking for. '

After reading the letter, he had hope in his eyes and a natural smile inadvertently.

After Yuan Yu saw it, "Did you find that girl?"

"I only found three people with similar backgrounds, and asked me to go to him to check carefully. Mo Chen was secretly happy, it was not easy to find the same identity and background, and Luo'er might be among them.

"That's really a waste of the young master's years of searching. ”

"After the Spring Festival, I will go down the mountain to Fengyin Country. ”

He can't wait to leave now, but if he catches up with this matter, he is afraid that it will be delayed for a few days. But he was already looking forward to a meeting in a few days.

The wind and snow were raging outside the window, there was no trace of life, and everything was so cold.

"It's okay, it's just a skin wound, apply it with cream ointment, and it's fine today. "Yuan Ye is helping Ling Mo with medicine.

After treating the wound, he raised his head and found that he was quite close to his senior sister. He looked directly at the extraordinary face, and there was a cold arrogance in his eyes, which made people dream. He was inadvertently moved, and it took him a while to come back to his senses.

"Well... It's a good medicine. Yuan Ye stammered.

Ling Mo then picked up the veil, forked its hair at both ends, and inserted it into the hair behind his ears, and remained silent.

"Tomorrow, Senior Sister is going to Nancang alone?" Yuan Ye's eyes were worried.

"Yes. Senior Sister looked at the snowflakes falling outside the door and continued, "Yuan Ye, wait here for me to come back." ”

Yuan Ye knew that the senior sister's martial arts would not be weaker than that of the young master of Nancang, and it must have been expected that she could tie the hand. But the cold poison in the senior sister's body, if it happens to happen again, it will put the senior sister in danger. Thinking of this, Yuan Ye's face was full of worries, and it became a lot worse.

Lush and cangwu sea mountain, Penglai abbot has no time.

The old smell of plants and trees are all immortal medicines, and I want to abandon my wife and children to keep the city.

"Senior brother, what are you muttering?"

Two men were talking on the edge of the lake.

A man looked up at the spiritual mountain in front of him, revealing his longing, "There is really Penglai Immortal Mountain in this world." “

"Senior brother is confused, this is Nancang Mountain. “

The man smiled faintly, "Penglai Immortal Mountain is just a legend, but the scene described in this poem does exist." “

The junior brother nodded, and also looked at the mountain scenery, "I heard that Nancang Mountain has vigorous paulownia trees, quiet bamboo forests, intoxicated flowers, and rare creatures. The exotic flowers and plants on the mountain can be made into a good medicine. Although it is artificially planted, it is in harmony with this mountain. When I see it today, it is. “

"Let's go, let's go up and explore, maybe there's a beautiful view. “

Beside the river at the foot of Nancang Mountain, many warriors from the rivers and lakes sailed bamboo rafts, gathered on the bank, and went up the mountain together to make friends with each other.

"Brother Sun, do you know that there are some changes to the martial arts competition in this Spring Festival?" said a tall man wearing a silver silk robe and a sachet tied to his belt.

This person's name is Feng Yanyang, and he is in charge of Mu Luoge. His sword array is unique and profound, and the knights who come forward to challenge will be lost in this formation and it will be difficult to escape. Although he is a dignified master, he loves gossip and has a lot of gossip.

"Oh... Something changed?"

This is the Sect Master of the Anxun League. Although the forces of the Anxun League are not as good as Nancang, except for Nancang, it is also one of the best.

This person is obsessed with studying swordsmanship, and his hard work is also worthy of this martial arts internal force. can fight against Mo Chen, the young master of Nancang, but he is subordinate. That's really a lot of defeat, and it's a lot of defeat.

According to the grapevine, over the years, the contestants can go directly to the stage and report to their homes. But the forces participating in this year's Chunye Conference will first take a wooden plaque, with the name of their own faction written on it. Two depressions were carved into the boulder next to the platform. If you want to come forward to challenge, you must first put the wooden card here before you can compete. ”

Sun Yong showed a trace of curiosity on his face, and after thinking deeply, he said, "Maybe there are many new forces on the rivers and lakes this year, I'm afraid it will be confused." ”

What Brother Sun said is precisely the reason for changing this rule. According to the grapevine, there are more new forces this year than usual, and they are all competing for the next Spring Festival. Although you can't reach the top three, you can become famous if you work hard. ”

Feng Yanyang glanced to the side and touched Sun Yong with his elbow, "Look over there, a group of people in blue and white clothes seem to be alive, they must be new forces." ”

Brother Sun glanced there, turned around and strode up the steps, muttering, "It doesn't matter if it's the old force or the new force." Only by winning the top fifteen can you participate in the follow-up banquet, and you can't get on the stage with fists and embroidered legs. ”

Feng Yanyang looked back, Sun Yong was already more than a dozen steps away from him, and hurriedly ran, "Brother Sun is waiting for me!"

Soon they came to the gate of the South Cangmen. The gate is not overly luxurious, the bamboo forests on both sides are luxuriant, the warblers are singing, looking at the mountain from afar, and the stairs lead directly to it, which is simple and generous but has a sense of majesty.

"Wu Chen Gang"

"This is the wooden card of the young man, please put it away. ”

"Ye Ge Villa"

"The Right Alliance"

...

The disciples of Nancang are checking and registering the various power sects and distributing the corresponding wooden cards.

"The Announcer. ”

When the Nancang disciple heard this, he immediately bowed respectfully to Sun Yongzuo and said, "It's Sect Master Sun, this is your wooden card." The boss has been waiting for you in the lobby for a long time. ”

"Then do you know who I am?" Feng Yanyang joked beside him.

The Nancang disciple didn't look up, but just glanced at his dress and sword, and said respectfully again, "Mu Xiege is a top ten power sect in the Spring Ye Conference all year round, and the one in charge of this sect is the Feng Pavilion Master. Pavilion Master Feng's Sand Xuan Sword Formation can be said to be famous all over the world, how can I not know your identity? This is the wooden plaque of Mu Xuan Pavilion, please take it away. ”

"Well, the disciple taught by Mo Shao is really clever. Feng Yanyang nodded, very satisfied with the disciple's praise, and said to Sun Yong, "Brother Sun, let's go, it's been a long time since I saw Master Mo and Mo Shao." ”

After speaking, he pushed Sun Yong and walked into the door excitedly.

At the foot of Nancang Mountain, a warm wind blew, lifting the corners of Ling Mo's white shirt.

She looked at the towering Nancang Mountain, and at night when she first came here, the mountain was gray and quiet.

Today, we will see the trees and lush bushes, and the birds will fly higher and higher, fluttering their wings and soaring. Ling Mo was very fascinated when he saw this scene, but his empty eyes were a little smart. This is the first time she has seen this vibrant scene in her life.

"Is the girl also here for the Spring Festival?" asked an elder, dressed plainly and kindly.

"Yes. Ling Mo saw that he was an elder, and he was polite, and he was respectful.

The elder smiled philanthropically and asked, "Dare to ask where the girl comes from?"

"Small sects, why worry about it. "Ling Mo doesn't want to expose his identity too early, and he has a weak temperament and doesn't like to communicate with people much.

You'll have to find a way to get out.

At this moment, there was a commotion in the distance. The elder and his disciples turned their heads to look.

It turned out to be a group of chivalrous men and lakes, and then turned around, but his pupils widened, and he looked left and right with a surprised expression.

At this moment, the woman was gone.

"What about the girl?" said the disciple in amazement.

"I didn't even notice it. The elder's deep eyes looked at the disciple next to him and said, "I have seen some of this Spring Ye Conference." Let's go. ”

"This is your wooden sign. ”

Ling Mo came to the bamboo forest not far from the gate of Nancang, looked at this scene, and thought about it carefully.

The people of this Nancang should know that Hanyumen will also participate. And I didn't find it when I looked here at night, I thought it was a startling snake. In order to be able to identify who it is in advance, this provision is specially set up by the laborers.

Hanyumen has been gone for more than 20 years, and now he participates in the Chunye Conference, and there are many final meetings. They can't be targeted by them first, and then they will explore it later.

Nancang Mountain gathered many chivalrous warriors. They sat not far from Cangyatai, where they chatted about interesting things about the rivers and lakes.

Sitting at the top is the head of Nancang-Mo Yefan. Next to him is the head lady Lin Fen. The lower right is Mo Chen, the young master of Nancang. Mo Yefan was talking to the other leaders, while Mo Chen was quietly sipping tea.

"Look, look. That is Mo Chen, the young master of Nancang. The woman in a primrose-colored costume whispered to her companion.

"He is Mo Shao, he really has an extraordinary appearance and a dignified appearance. This look was so heart-wrenching that she couldn't take her eyes off it.

"Senior Sister An, don't keep staring, you will be discovered. The woman dressed in primrose color covered her cheeks with her hands to remind her.

Senior Sister An suddenly eased up, "Senior Sister Han, I don't know how many streets this looks like Brother Zhou." ”

"Where are the streets, there are several cities. ”

The two girls joked and snickered inadvertently.

"What are you snickering at?" said a man with a sword.

"Ah, Senior Brother Zhou. ”

Senior Sister Han and Senior Sister An looked at each other, thinking that it was fortunate that what they had just said was not heard by Senior Brother Zhou. She changed the subject, "Have you gone to say hello to the head of Nancang?"

"Of course, Master Mo is really approachable. I'm also very polite to my junior. He never advertised that he was the head of Nancang Mountain, the head of the rivers and lakes, and he was very modest. He looked at the head of Mo in the distance, this noble character was really admirable.

"Then what about this Mo Shao?" Senior Sister An inquired.

"Of course, it's like that, humble. ”

"How old is this Mo Shao this year, can he have a fixed marriage or a favorite girl?"

Senior Brother Zhou took a sip of tea and said, "Mo Shao should be twenty-five this year, or something?" He was stunned for a moment, squinting at the two junior sisters, "What are you doing..."

"Excuse me. Senior Sister Han stole a glance at Mo Shao, "Maybe I can create some sparks in the competition, and I won't become the young lady of Nancang?"

"Forget it, Mo Shao is not interested in you. Senior Brother Zhou put down the lamp and continued, "This lady of the head of Nancang has always wanted to give Mo Shao a kiss. Ke Mo Shao never paid attention to the personal feelings of his children, and practiced swordsmanship hard, for seven consecutive years, Nancang ranked first in the Chunye Conference, which was not in vain. ”

"Refusing to propose marriage doesn't mean anything, it may be that I haven't met the girl I like. I had a competition with Mo Shao on Cangyatai, and he would be able to notice me. ”

Senior Sister An held back a smile and said helplessly, "Senior Sister, although your Mulin swordsmanship is as good as it is practiced, there is still a bit of a gap between it and Nancang's swordsmanship. ”

Senior Brother Zhou also chimed in, "If you want to compete with Mo Shao, you have to be in the top ten martial arts families in this Chunye Conference." It's good that my faction can enter the top twenty, but last year I only got twenty-five in Mulin Villa. ”

The three of them continued to chat, and Lin Fen, the lady of the head of Nancang, looked at the place, smiled secretly, and whispered to Mo Chen, "Look, it's another group of girls who are talking about you." At this conference, you have to pick a daughter-in-law for me to come back. “

Mo Chen looked at Senior Brother Zhou and whispered, "Mother, I've told you many times. I won't think about getting married for the time being, but I'm going to use Nancang..."Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Lin Fen.

"Nancang is Nancang, you are you", Lin Fen pursed his lips, a little displeased, "The daughter of Xuanwu leader Zou Li, anyone can see that she loves you." It's just that everyone doesn't pierce the window paper. If you don't like it, you have to find a girl for me to come back, and I will have an explanation with Zou Li in the future. ”

"Whatever the reason, whatever the reason, my mother just said that I don't want to get married now. "Mo Chen is serious.

Seeing his son's resolute eyes, Lin Fen didn't say anything further, but he was very angry in his heart.

She didn't know who to follow, she squinted at Mo Yefan beside her. He was talking to someone and shivered for some reason.

"Mo Shao. Yuan Yu whispered beside Mo Chen, "The disciple outside the door reports." The disciples of the Hanyu Sect have not yet appeared. ”

"I see. Mo Chen touched the lamp with two fingers, and his heavy eyes were revealed.

At the gate of Nancang, there are only two Nancang disciples left.

"Senior brother, aren't we going back yet? The Chunye Conference will start soon, and if you don't go, you won't be able to catch up. A Nancang disciple at the door said.

"This time, Mo Shao ordered to wait for the disciples of the Hanyu Sect to appear. ”

"I guess I'm scared. After all, if you have disappeared for so long, your martial arts will definitely not be good. ”

As soon as the disciple finished speaking, a woman in white stepped forward.

When the disciple saw this, he respectfully said, "Is the girl here to participate in the Spring Festival?" If you dare to ask the girl what faction she comes from, I will register and hand out wooden cards. ”

"Hanyumen. Ling Mo said coldly, without any emotion between his words.

The two disciples looked at each other, and one of them pretended to be calm, "It turned out to be a disciple of the Hanyumen." This is your wooden sign, and you will walk up this staircase to the Cliff Terrace. ”

Ling Mo took the wooden sign and walked towards the gate. The Nancang disciple whispered, "You go and inform Senior Brother Yuanyu that there is only a white-clothed female disciple from the Hanyu Sect." ”

After hearing this, the junior brother next to him quietly walked a few steps. Suddenly, two stones burst out and hit the back of the necks of the two of them. It was pitch black in front of them, and the two disciples fell to the ground, unconscious.

On the other side, Ling Mo raised his feet and stepped into the gate, used his thumb to remove the dust on his fingers, and walked indifferently to Cangyatai.