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The delicate woman Wang Yuanbao saw was naturally Qingluan, Jiang Ayuan and Han Shen both abducted Zhang Zaihou to learn the truth in those books, and now in the study, there are only Wang Yuanbao and Qingluan.

"Are you awake?"

Qingluan watched Wang Yuanbao wake up, and lowered his head shyly, and the crimson only reached the root of his ears.

Wang Yuanbao broke the shackles in his heart, and naturally he would no longer be as stiff as an elm pimple, and said, "Thank you for your hard work." ”

Qingluan hurriedly said: "Childe doesn't have to be polite, this is what Qingluan should do, not to mention, Childe is still the benefactor of his sister and Qingluan, and it was supposed to do this." ”

Wang Yuanbao looked at the delicate Qingluan and said: "Don't call me a son, weird, besides, I look like a ranger, how can I look like a son?" If you don't dislike it, you can call me big brother like Ah Yuan and them, although I am not much older than you." ”

As he spoke, Wang Yuanbao scratched his head and smiled embarrassedly.

Qingluan lowered his head and did not speak.

Wang Yuanbao thought that he had gone too far, and when he was about to apologize, Qingluan suddenly raised his head, looked at Wang Yuanbao seriously, and said sweetly: "Brother!"

The two looked at each other and smiled, and the mustard disappeared, smiling like a spring breeze.

Fang Yuan walked towards Yimo Peak, the agreement between him and Lao Xiucai, since Lao Xiucai took the first step, it represented his sincerity, and he should also go down the mountain and meet the young man.

After all, the sword qi on his body is a big snow mountain, but his method, I remember that the young man's name is Wang Yuanbao.

The sword that Su Yousheng gave him was called Si Wuxie.

There is a blue lake under the peak of Yimo, the moonlight is like silver, and this lake is like a green snail on a silver plate.

The lakeside is overgrown with grass, just like a story, if you don't tell it for a long time, it will be dusty, and then it will grow with wild grass in time, and then bloom again.

Among the peaks of Mirror Mountain, there are still two peaks vacant, the two peaks of the former head of the sect and his junior brother.

The inheritance of Mirror Mountain Kendo is at Sanchi Peak, but that is not the inheritance of Tianyi Zhenren.

To Mofeng and to Tianfeng is the inheritance of Tianyi and Mingming.

In the sword test competition, there is no Mofeng and Go to Tianfeng, because in the unwritten sword law of Mirror Mountain, those who climb any of the two peaks with their strength can directly become the sword master of that peak.

This is also the reason why Su Yousheng has always refused to choose a teacher.

Fang Yuan walked out of Songxi Cave, he thought of going to Mofeng, not for Tianyi's inheritance, he simply wanted to go and see.

In the blue lake, there is no wind but there are waves.

In the middle of the lake, there is a "small island", and the bulge is a shell covered with armor patterns, the size of the shell is enough to stand dozens of people, and under the shell, stretches out a fist-sized head as warm as jade.

It is a turtle raised by Tianyi Zhenren, and it is said that it was won from a gamble with the master of the Eternal Life View in the East China Sea.

This turtle has been in the Bihu Lake for nearly a hundred years.

Fang Yuan picked the wild fruit from the tree next to him, and said as if calling his own dog: "Come, see what this is, come here." ”

A glimmer of brilliance flashed in the emerald eyes of the Bihu turtle, and saliva actually appeared in its mouth.

"No, I can't go, I'm a disciplined turtle. ”

The Bihu turtle kept telling himself that he couldn't be tempted by the wild fruits, and that the guy with a wicked smile on the lake must have a conspiracy.

But its stomach screamed uncontrollably.

The smile on Fang Yuan's face grew.

"Okay, just eat one, just eat one!"

The Bihu Turtle quickly swam to the edge of the lake, stretched its neck and picked up the green wild fruit in Fang Yuan's hand, and swallowed it in one gulp.

Fang Yuan stretched out his hand, put it on the round head of the Bihu turtle, and stroked it gently.

"It's so comfortable, that's how it feels, wait............"

With Fang Yuan's touch, the Bihu Turtle was so comfortable that its eyes were raised, and suddenly, it remembered this familiar feeling.

"It's that pervert!"

It was supposed to be a carnivore, but it was once forced to become a herbivore by that pervert, just because it ate a chicken raised by that pervert!

There are also the armor lines on his own shell, which ones are the armor lines! It is clearly a series of hideous and intertwined sword marks, all of which were split by the pervert when he practiced swords......

The Bihu turtle has a history of blood and tears.

At this moment, Fang Yuan's smile was tantamount to a demon's smile in the eyes of the Bihu Turtle!!

Now, that pervert is back!

"No, didn't he fly up and was killed by the thunderbolt? Why did he come back again, could it be that the bastard of the Scorching Sky Sparrow didn't do his best, and sure enough, a good person doesn't live long, and the scourge will last for a thousand years!"

The Bihu turtle wanted to run, but its legs were weak.

Fang Yuan stroked the trembling Bihu Turtle and said, "Why are you so excited, is it because I'm too happy to come back?"

"The devil wants you back!"

The Bihu turtle looked up and showed a smile that was more ugly than crying.

Fang Yuan picked another wild fruit and threw it into the mouth of the Bihu turtle, and said, "Actually, I have already guessed most of what happened back then, but I am a little puzzled. ”

"You guessed it, why don't you go to that bastard of the Scorching Skyfinch, it was ...... back then"

Bihu Turtle's body stiffened when he heard this, and he actually guessed that incident.

Fang Yuan continued: "I'm afraid that only you can tell me about this puzzle, how about it?"

"Buzz!" the Bihu Turtle hurriedly roared, its gaze constantly drifting towards the top of Yimo Peak, it hoped that Fang Yuan would go to Yimo Peak.

Fang Yuan followed the gaze of the Bihu Turtle to the top of Yimo Peak, which was shrouded in a thick fog, and it was impossible to see it really.

Glancing at the Bihu Turtle, who was very eager, Fang Yuan said, "You mean to let me go to Yimo Peak." ”

Bihu Turtle nodded violently when he heard this, as long as this pervert leaves quickly, there are still secrets that can't be said, of course, there was something that happened back then.

Fang Yuan said: "Okay, you go back first, I will come again." ”

At first hearing the first half of the sentence, the Bihu turtle was pardoned and hurriedly swam to the center of the lake, but the second half of Fang Yuan's words came slowly, and the Bihu turtle almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

"What?!!

Tonight, the Bihu turtle is destined to have no sleep.

Fang Yuan ignored the Bihu Turtle, turned around and stepped on the mountain road of Yimo Peak, the mountain road that had not been visited for a long time was not covered by the wild grass, and the Bihu Turtle contributed a lot.

Behind the dense fog in the mountain road, there was no imaginary prohibition and sword intent, but it was full of all kinds of wild flowers.

I remembered the ban on going to Tianfeng.

In this regard, Fang Yuan is indeed inferior to Tianyi.

The deeper Fang Yuan walked, the lighter the fog between the peaks became, until next to the grass on the top of the peak, there were only a few wisps of water vapor left between the mountains and forests.

A grass hut is built alone on a cliff at the top of the peak.

Fang Yuan didn't hesitate, pushed open the closed door of the grass house, and walked in.

There was only one futon and a low table in the cottage, and nothing else.

On the low table was a bead decorated with sword marks, and next to the bead was a delicate blue sword shirt.

Looking at the size of the sword shirt, it fits Fang Yuan's body shape.

The bead on the table decorated with sword marks is the sword pill, and the sleeping in the sword pill is the Sea Breaking Sword

The sword breaks through the sea and slashes the whale.

Among all the sword techniques of the Mirror Mountain peaks, the only one that can compete head-on with the Three Feet Peak is the Whale Slashing Sword Technique.

Fang Yuan picked up the sword pill and said to himself, "You still calculated it." ”

The sword yuan in the Spirit Sea was constantly pouring into the sword pill, Fang Yuan didn't want to use the Sea Breaking Sword, this sword carried too many things, and it was too heavy.

But at this moment, the Sea-Breaking Sword shot out from the sword pill, turning into a dazzling sword light and exploding in the sky.

The sword light illuminated Yimo Peak, and also alarmed the peaks of Mirror Mountain.

Fang Yuan knew this sword light, this was the "Beginning Sword Light" of the change of the Sword Master of Mirror Mountain.

In an instant, flying swords full of sword knowledge rose from among the peaks like meteors, and their goal was Yimo Peak.

Fang Yuan smiled bitterly, "I still have to do what I don't want to do, this Yimofeng Sword Master has to do it." ”

The Sea-Breaking Sword that flew back from the sky spun around the top of Fang Yuan, and actually turned into a ring and put it on Fang Yuan's index finger.

The sword knowledge of Yu Shi was caged between the peaks of Mirror Mountain, and he knew the movement of Mofeng in his chest.

At this moment, Yu Shigujing's waveless state of mind was actually rippling.

"It's really unexpected that Yimofeng has a heritage. ”

The flying sword that first arrived at Yimo Peak was the former sword of Pei Xuan, the sword master of the returning peak, and then the flying swords of other sword masters came to him.

Among them, the most complicated mood is also Bae Hyun.

He hoped that Yi Mo Feng could inherit it, but he also did not want to return to Feng Jian Feng's position to be shaken by Yi Mo Feng.

The one who has the sword is Cheng Qugui, who comes to the peak, and he wants to meet the new uncle of Yimofeng.

To put it bluntly, he wanted to see the whale slashing sword technique, which was second only to the true sword of the palm sect, and the true meaning of the Renlaifeng sword technique was "war".

Fang Yuan didn't want to be exposed to the sword masters of the various peaks too early, but after thinking about it, he changed his mind, picked up the sword shirt on the low table, and changed his Dao robe.

In a moment, Fang Yuan stepped on the sea-breaking sword light and appeared at the top of Yimo Peak.

Pei Xuan's eyes had a hint of suspicion, he didn't expect that it would be Fang Yuan who would become the Sword Master of Yimo Peak, there were too many doubts in this Fang Yuan.

Pei Xuan felt that Fang Yuan was a little familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

Cheng Qugui's gaze at Fang Yuan became deeper and deeper, but what burned in the depths of his eyes was a raging battle intent.

The moment Fang Yuan's sword turned back to Yi Mo Peak, he actually sensed an awe-inspiring killing machine, and there were very few people in this world who could make Fang Yuan shudder.

But with his current state, he doesn't even have the ability to protect himself.

The source of that awe-inspiring killing machine was actually Fa Changfeng, and what was mixed with the killing machine was the sword intent like a torrent of steel.

The law is always like iron.

At this moment, Yu Shi's voice swayed out from the Three Feet Peak, entering the sword knowledge of every disciple of the One Sword Sect, and also dissipating the awe-inspiring killing intent of Fa Chang Peak.

"Fang Yuan, a disciple of Songxi Cave, succeeded as the sword master of Mofeng. ”

This is the first time since the Ming Dynasty ascended a hundred years ago that Yu Shi used his sword knowledge to transmit the entire Mirror Mountain peaks.

The surprised, the delighted, there are all.

However, what Fang Yuan paid attention to was the killing machine, and the feeling of palpitations was really uncomfortable.

"It should be Xue Ding's matter, there is one less demon sword cultivator in Anshanjing, and it still can't be hidden. ”

In the Cangxi River forest, Su Yousheng also heard it, and her black and white eyes lit up with a touch of brilliance.

Now that Fang Yuan has climbed Yimo Peak, she is determined to go to Tianfeng.

She is not a fateful person.

Otherwise, she would not have followed the path of Tianyi and Xuanming's sword cultivation.

Hurry up the sword trick and the Yingqi sword, she must get it.

That's her legacy.

Su Yousheng rose from the ground with a sword, and the burning sword light was her dedication to herself.

The end of this attachment is to go to Tianfeng.

The trail winds and is lined with green pines and wildflowers, making it a pleasant sight to behold at night.

Often in pleasant places, the murderous is the strongest.

The killing intent that burst out from the cold sword light condensed into white frost on the pine leaves and petals.

Fang Yuan sensed the surge of Su Yousheng's sword yuan in the grass house, and there was another characteristic of finger wrapping, that is, positioning.

Fang Yuan had a little headache, Su Yousheng was definitely going to Tianfeng at this moment, with the strength of her Middle Four Realms, the sword formation could pass, but the prohibition could definitely not be broken.

The power of finger wrapping is soft, and it can be activated at most once, and it is a little difficult to keep her alive.

Fang Yuan rubbed his brows and said helplessly, "Tonight, don't think about sleeping." ”

Su Yousheng didn't dodge, and the green blade in his sleeve flew out.

The most ordinary sword move, in Su Yousheng's hands, showed unparalleled might.

The sword light faded, and the frost melted.

The delicate sword in his sleeve returned to Su Yousheng's hand.

There were a few more gaps in the blade.

Although it is not a natal flying sword, this sword in the sleeve is her last reliance.

"It can't be used anymore. ”

Su Yousheng put away the sword in his sleeve, and an ordinary flying sword appeared in her hand, and there were many such flying swords in her possession.

The road ahead is becoming more and more difficult.

The summit is still a hundred feet away.

Walking with the sword, the heart moves at will.

Su Yousheng threw away a flying sword with a damaged handle, and went to Tianfeng's sword array to destroy the flying sword in the nearby object.

And Su Yousheng's body also has dozens of wounds.

The sword in the sleeve was once again in her hand.

The green pine wildflowers are full of awe-inspiring sword light and forest sword qi everywhere.

Casualness, which is vividly expressed here.

One step out,

Doom!

Suddenly, an incomparable sword light rose from the gap in the pine flowers and shot towards Su Yousheng on the mountain road.

"Zheng!"

The sword in the sleeve was shattered under this sword light.

Su Yousheng's sword heart was as firm as iron, and at this moment, fear was born, and the root of this fear was death.

The prohibition of going to Tianfeng is the sword intent of Kuai.

It's just a little different.

Swift sword intent, mixed with endless cold killing intent.

The sword yuan in the spiritual sea was suppressed, and Su Yousheng couldn't even raise half of the sword yuan.

The soft spiritual light around the wrist shone brightly, and the silver-white halo surrounded Su Yousheng's body, moving up and down very regularly.

Su Yousheng's pressure suddenly lightened.

The power of finger wrapping around the soft fingers is like the falling snow on the green hills, and the sword light is like the scorching sun in the sky, and the snow is constantly melting in the sun.

The moon rises above the eastern mountains.

Fang Yuan stepped on the sea-breaking sword light, hovering between the stars and the peak, and the fast sword intent blocked the spiritual intent that wrapped around his fingers.

Su Yousheng forcibly mobilized the sword element to resist the terrifying sword intent that was constantly seeping in from the soft halo around his fingers.

Sword fruit in the sea of spirits,

The roots and branches withered in half.

It didn't take long for the sword fruit to wither, everything was finished, the dust returned to dust, the soil returned to the soil, and it became the nourishment for the green pine wildflowers between the peaks.

The gaze blurred, and faintly, a back appeared in front of him, familiar and unfamiliar.

"Why is this happening?"

An unfamiliar feeling of vertigo hit, and only one back was seen.

"My sword intent is terrifying. ”

Fang Yuan picked up Su Yousheng, who had already fainted, with one hand, and stepped into the barren sea of fast sword intent.

It's like stepping into the envy of the fish back then.

With each step, the sword intent weakened a few points, and it was a few points closer to the top of the Heavenly Peak.

Jian Yuan is constantly consumed, and after all, he has to pay the corresponding price.

The night is dustless, and the moonlight is like silver.

Go to the Tianlian Peak is not full of feet, and the dead pine hangs upside down against the cliff.

If Su Yousheng really climbed to Tianfeng, he would probably be disappointed, and the ascension on the banks of the Qinhuai River back then took away a lot.

The sword was in Fang Yuan's hand.

The sword technique was also in Fang Yuan's hands.

The peak is also a grass house, retreat and cultivation do not actually need a cave, the cave view of the spiritual sea burning sword fire, is the way of the sword to extinguish the Ming.

If you look at the fire, you will be full of energy.

Su Yousheng was lying on the low couch in the grass hut and actually dreamed.

In my dream, there is a white snowfield, and that is because it is snowing, and the gods are silent in the snow, so it will be like a snowfield.

She was in her mother's arms, watching a back figure go away, a very thin figure, but carrying a knife on her back.

There is also a large wine gourd.

Behind my mother is a home, or a big house.

A home without one person is not a home.

The snow fell on her face and melted.

It's cool.

It is mixed with astringent warmth.

It was tears, not hers, mother's.

Su Yousheng opened his eyes, but it was the moisture in the forest that fell on his face.

The dew on the apricot blossom tree has the smell of apricot blossoms.

On the table in front of him, there was a book of swords and a small sword engraved with red patterns.

Quick sword trick and Yingqi sword.

The thin gold characters are smeared with sword intent, and the paper is densely packed, in addition to sword moves, there are also feelings.

That's all Fang Yuan can do.

Su Yousheng's stubborn face on the low couch, as well as his eyebrows that looked like an old man, Fang Yuan was a little distressed.

After all, she was just a casual child.

This road is not suitable for her, it is too hard and too dangerous.

Everyone in the world knows that immortals are good, only fame and fortune can't be forgotten. Where are the immortals and gods now? A loess is gone.

But Fang Yuan couldn't interfere, once every cultivator set foot on his own path, he couldn't turn back, because regret was not just the price.

Besides, he has the cause of the day, the effect of today, the cause of the source, but the effect can only be ended by Su Yousheng himself.

Outside the grass house, the night has faded.

The sound of the ape's cry, mixed with the freshness of the morning mist, is long enough to wake up the sleeping man.

Fang Yuan walked down the mountain path to the Heavenly Peak, and a sword light exploded on the peak behind him, which was very beautiful.

The meteors between the peaks rose again, and the target was changed to go to the Heavenly Peak, but they were not aware of Fang Yuan's existence.

No one in the peaks of Mirror Mountain knows better than Fang Yuan that all the roads to Tianfeng lead to the gods, there may be only one way up the mountain, but there is never more than one way down the mountain.

So far, there are no two more vacancies in Jingshan.

The seven peaks of Mirror Mountain no longer have only seven sword masters.

Later, the sword book of Jingshan spread all over the Linggu Continent.

Su Yousheng was originally a leader of the younger generation in Shanhaiguan Sword Cultivation, and this time he became the Sword Master of Tianfeng, all parties were not surprised, but the title when they met next time they met.

Therefore, Taishang Mountain, Kyushu Sect, and Tingzen Temple all sent congratulatory watches.

........................

It is rainy in the early summer of Shendu, and the heavenly street is the location of the Great Qin Wentian Division, the light rain is like a crisp, and the grass is green.

Liu Mengde has been in the Funiu Sect for ten years, but the realm has been staying in the Huxuan Realm and cannot enter an inch, so he went down the mountain to join Wen Tiansi.

With his excellent intelligence ability, he became the director of the intelligence department of Wentian Division at the age of thirty.

But under the dual identity of the disciple of the Barberry Sect and the intelligence division of Wentian Division, what is hidden is an important member of the twenty-four solar terms.

Twenty-four solar terms, frost falls.

Senluo is the oldest and most mysterious killer organization in the world, the twenty-four solar terms.

There are four leaders in each generation of the twenty-four solar terms, named after the solar terms at the beginning of the four seasons, each of whom has the cultivation of breaking the god realm, and the remaining members are all coded with the name and date of the solar terms.

No one knows how many members there are in the 24 solar terms, and the only thing that can be known is that as long as you can afford the price, there is no one who can't be killed by the 24 solar terms.

Liu Mengdi's joining of the 24 solar terms is the same as his original intention of joining Wen Tiansi.

The purpose of Wentensi is to maintain order between practitioners and mortals.

But Liu Mengde felt that the establishment of Wen Tiansi was a joke.

Whoever surrendered to the Great Qin's cultivation sect, no one would provoke the existence of Wen Tiansi.

A "sect" like Shanhaiguan or Jingshan, who takes Wen Tiansi in his eyes?

Wen Tiansi is more like wiping the ass for cultivators.

So Liu Mengde joined the twenty-four solar terms.

"Let the darkness come to an end if the light of the world cannot adjudicate!"

Liu Mengde still remembers his hometown, the small village at the foot of Jiushao Mountain, surrounded by mountains and rivers, and when the wheat is ripe, you can smell the refreshing sweet fragrance.

The splash of water splashed by the light rain falling on the bluestone slab in Tianjie was like fireworks when I was six years old.

Although beautiful, it is short-lived.

After the fireworks were cold, Liu Mengde knew that it was the disciples of Jingshan who chased and killed the demon who escaped from the underworld.

The mountain, once the green mountains with the singing of birds and flowers, collapsed.

Stones and mud rushed down with the clear spring, and the small village at the foot of the mountain was flooded in the moment when the fireworks were cold.

Liu Mengde's home was also flooded.

Both parents and sister were buried under the village, and only three months later, the graves in the village were full of flowers.

Very few people survived.

Since then, Liu Mengde has become extremely paranoid, and the senior brothers who worship the Funiu Sect together are all higher than him, because they don't have this paranoia.

Rubbing his sour eyes, Liu Mengde saw the sword book on the table.

still remembers that it was Jingshan who destroyed his family back then.

Whoever starts with hatred ends with hatred.

Liu Mengde summoned a ghost crane and put the sword book on the ghost crane's feet.

The unique communication method of the 24 solar terms is to use the ghost crane to transmit the message in the dark realm.

Liu Mengde believed that the two sword masters of Mirror Mountain were enough to make that one tempted.