"So you're here for me?" the little girl sat down on the ground weakly.

"Yes, it's not!" Long Fengxuan took a bite of the spirit fruit and paused, "The only one who can change all this is our people from the Five Elements Clan, most of the others are seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages, and secretly there are many races that don't know that they have fallen to the Demon Clan!" Long Fengxuan thought for a while and said.

"And after all, a person's strength is limited, I have been pushed to the surface, they are looking for opportunities to persecute me from time to time, the people of the Five Elements Clan have also changed, I can't find like-minded people in the cultivation realm of Nuoda!" Long Fengxuan said lonely.

"Can I really help you?" asked the little girl, a little unconfident.

"The Five Elements Clan, strong and always an inner strength, is not whether it can be done, but whether we want to do it or not, as long as we think in our hearts, there is nothing that we can't do!" Long Fengxuan said solemnly.

"Please take me as an apprentice, I don't want the world to be so miserable in the future!" The little girl finally understood what was going on, and knelt on the ground respectfully.

"Have you made up your mind, accepting apprentices is not child's play, worshipping my disciples will enter the True Holy Land of Cultivation!" Long Fengxuan stood up and said in a deep voice.

"I think about it, I want to change everything!" said the little girl firmly.

"Okay, it is worthy of being a member of our Five Elements Clan!" Long Fengxuan looked at the little girl appreciatively, and now Long Fengxuan finally realized the good intentions of the master sword floating at the beginning.

"Since you want to worship under my sect, then I, Long Fengxuan, will include you under the sect, I studied under the Holy Land Sword Soul Sect, and now I will accept you as a registered disciple of the sect, and I will return to the mountain in the future to become an official disciple!"

"Disciple, thank you, Master!" the little girl kowtowed respectfully three times.

"Okay, now you are a registered disciple of the sect, and the Taoist name is a disciple of the heart character, I give you a name and nothing, the meaning is from nothing, how about it?" Long Fengxuan thought for a while and said.

"Disciple Xinwu to meet the master!" After giving the little girl the Taoist name Xinwu, Xinwu continued to say respectfully.

"I took the name for you, as for the surname, it will be up to you in the future, and the powerful monk will walk in the nine heavens and eighteen places with his own surname!" Long Fengxuan said slowly.

"Disciple knows!" said Xinwu again respectfully.

"Okay, get up!" Long Fengxuan looked at this scene with satisfaction, things are not impermanent, so many years have passed, Long Fengxuan feels that he is no longer alone, with the existence of another true eye, for the future changes, Long Fengxuan's confidence is even more sufficient.

At this point, Long Fengxuan began a new experience with the newly accepted disciple Xinwu, because the period of training was too long, in the human world, Long Fengxuan was completely an ascetic experience in the mode of withered leaves, coarse cloth and simple clothes, sleeping in the open air, and looking like a kind elder.

For the disciple Xinwu, it is completely a piece of jade, and Long Fengxuan brought Xinwu into the world of monks step by step, forging the body, internal strength, etc., step by step.

With the supplement of Lingguo and Zhu Guo, Xinwu has made great progress, standing on the stake during the day, and at night Long Fengxuan teaches and learns the words of the cultivation realm, and the foundation of Xinwu is very good, but Long Fengxuan has not been in a hurry to enter the body for Xinwu.

In the blink of an eye, the period of a year passed quickly, and the influence that Di Jun brought to Long Fengxuan quickly passed, after all, he did not face Di Jun directly, but he had a vague impression that it was the bloody dragon Fengxuan who faced Di Jun, not the body.

Qing Ying Sword Long Fengxuan carried his back to Xinwu's back, in the stage of Xinwu's refinement, Long Fengxuan slowly increased her strength as much as possible, with the presence of Zhu Guo, Long Fengxuan was not worried about Xinwu's physical strength or other deficiencies at all, so that Xinwu's foundation was very strong.

The spiritual root detection of the Five Elements Clan has no reference at all, and the attributes of the five elements must all have it, but unfortunately Long Fengxuan thought that Xin Wu was the second self, but later found out that it was not, Xin Wu just simply had the real world, not the Yuan Ling Root, which made Long Fengxuan very disappointed, but then he was relieved, how could the Yuan Ling Root be so casual, even the Dao Ancestor was not, he was one of himself for thousands of years, and the old ancestor was not.

Earn it with a true eye, how can you give another abystalt spirit root, Long Fengxuan once laughed at his whimsy.

At the moment, looking at the forging body of the heart without seriousness, and then wielding the Qingying sword with the scabbard, Long Fengxuan looked at it with satisfaction, at the stage of the forging body without the heart, Long Fengxuan was not idle, and handed over the introductory sword technique of the sword to the heart without a sword, and opened and closed to create a large framework for the way of the sword. Odd book e-book

The reason why he didn't let Xinwu induce qi into his body, Long Fengxuan regarded Xinwu as a successor, thinking that he would let her soak in the sea of blood in the blood abyss, strengthen her body, and then induce qi into her body.

It's just that the foundation of the current heart is still a little short, only continue to sweat day after day and wait for the time to enter the blood abyss, this is not a joke, the foundation is not enough to withstand the ability of the blood abyss and blood sea, and one bad thing is to die.

Not to mention anything else, just the killing qi of the blood pool, Xin Wu may not be able to stop it, and at the moment, Long Fengxuan did not dare to let Xin Wu try rashly.

In February of the fifth year of the Shinto year.

Long Fengxuan, who went out to practice, took his disciples to walk through countless human tribes without a heart, came to the boundary of Langya Mountain in Jingzhou, and stood outside the sword force Langya City, Long Fengxuan sighed for a long time.

"What the hell is where the Holy Land Immortal Sword Valley is!" Long Fengxuan looked at the prosperous Langya City, compared to the Qinglian City in the Liangyi Mountain Realm, there was no comparison.

The heart is a little restrained and follows behind the master Long Fengxuan, the life of the tribe makes him lack a lot of knowledge, and he listens to Long Fengxuan say a lot about the outside along the way, but in the end he has not seen it with his own eyes, and he is subconsciously a little scared at the moment.

Long Fengxuan shook his head, ignoring the timidity of the heartless, some things have to be faced, just get used to it, and then walked into Langya City.

Crowds of different colors came one after another, bustling, people of all colors abounded, and Long Fengxuan's simple clothes did not look very abrupt.

Xinwu followed Long Fengxuan's restrained eyes and walked at the same time, Long Fengxuan was like a passerby, wandering in the crowd, and suddenly Long Fengxuan's eyes looked at one place as usual.

It is a relatively large teahouse, in this prosperous area of the place where people come and go, the teahouse by the window, two blue figures are leisurely drinking tea, one old and one young, seems to have a feeling, the young man in blue Mouran raised his head, and saw Long Fengxuan staring at him at a glance, the eyes of the two were intertwined, the young man in blue smiled, and Nunu gestured to Long Fengxuan to come and talk.

"Master?" Xin unconsciously noticed Long Fengxuan's abnormality, and said softly.

"It's okay, go in and have a look!" Long Fengxuan paused and walked towards the blue-clothed young man.

"This is?" Long Fengxuan strode towards the blue-clothed young man, and the old man on the side asked.

"Old friend, don't you remember when he cut off one of your wings?" said the young man in blue with a smile.

"The son of the Sword Imperial Dragon, has changed so much?" The old man in blue and the young man in blue were the Kunpeng that Long Fengxuan met in the Qinhan Sect.

"No, he is comprehending something, so that his appearance has become like this, looking like this, it is not far from success, Kebei underestimated him, he was able to cut off one of your wings without even swordsmanship, and now it is estimated that his strength is unfathomable!" Lu Yu looked at Long Fengxuan, who was slowly approaching, and his brows furrowed deeply.

"Please be seated!" Without waiting for Deacon Li to speak, Lu Yu waved his left hand, and the chair under the tea table slowly slid out.

"Long time no see, Lu Yu, Deacon Li!" Long Fengxuan Shi Ran sat down and asked lightly.

"Brother Yun misunderstood, we don't have much enmity, do we?" Lu Yu said with a wry smile.

"My name is Long Fengxuan!" Long Fengxuan still said lightly.

"Brother Long, don't blame, Lu has no malicious intent!" Lu Yu stood up himself and poured tea for Long Feng Xuan.

"Pretending to be true, you can calculate my whereabouts so accurately, and deliberately show favor, say what is your purpose, Long is no longer the original, let you handle it!" Long Fengxuan snorted coldly, picked up the teacup and drank it.

"Kunpeng has a little means to come from the flood wilderness, and he has no malice here, he just wants to have a good relationship with Brother Long!" Lu Yu said with a smile.