Sixty years ago, the imperial throne changed, and from time to time, the wolf country was in the north of Zhongzhou, and the first Northern War was like a bow on the wind, and it was about to break out. But on the eve of the Great War, the Blood Wolf Sect, which had always been hidden deep in the cold wilderness, showed its bloodthirsty fangs. The monks were secretive and began to lay out for an unintentional conspiracy.

And the vast land of Shenzhou has always been prosperous. The Xuanzhen faction is the head of the dragon in the world, and after Xiaoyao Zhenren took over as the head of Xuanzhen, it made the sect prosperous, and a large number of young and promising monks came out of the mountain from Xuanzhen's sword, but among the several proud disciples of Xiaoyao Zhenren, the one he had the most high hopes for was undoubtedly Luo Qingxuan, who was known as the chess immortal. Luo Qingxuan has been worshipping Xuanzhen since he was a child, and with his extraordinary talent and unparalleled mind, he has become the most dazzling new star in the sect.

Luo Qingxuan sat down in Xiaoyao Zhenren to cultivate the true law, and after three years, he was assessed in the door, and his mana and wisdom were outstanding. His cultivation has even reached the level of the Xuantian Realm. And by his side, he is always accompanied by an elegant and intelligent woman. Her name is Lin Wanru, since she was a child, she and Luo Qingxuan were childhood sweethearts, and the two families have been friends for generations, and since childhood, they have made a contract as husband and wife. And when Luo Qingxuan entered the Xuanzhen Sect, Lin Wanru also joined the sect with him.

The talents of these two people are also rare in a lifetime, and Luo Qingxuan is full of wits and cultivation. Lin Wanru has a gentle temperament and is soft. The two have temperaments, and they happen to be one yin and one yang, one rigid and one soft. It has become a beautiful conversation circulated in the Xuanzhen school. They have been with each other for three years of carefree sect life. also ushered in the final assessment that all Xuanzhen disciples had to face, that is, the task of becoming a teacher.

As long as the task of becoming a teacher is completed, it is a complete end to the three-year practice. At the same time, after completing this task for the sect, the disciples who have passed can consider staying in Xuanzhen and becoming an elder or deacon in the sect, or they can choose to go out of the mountain and roam the world from then on, acting chivalrous and righteous. And Luo Qingxuan is grateful for the great grace of his master, and is willing to stay in Xuanzhen after accepting the task of the sect and do his best for the development of the sect.

However, the task that Luo Qingxuan had to face was extremely tricky. Just because the world was at that time, the external troubles were not peaceful. From that side, a Blood Wolf Sect monk called Lone Wolf appeared. His existence is like a lone jackal wandering in the north of the wilderness. Wherever he went, overnight, he was able to bloody a Han village and walled city with extreme cruelty. The Empire issued several wanted warrants to strangle the man, but none of the monks who were invited to leave could return alive from the hands of the lone wolf.

And this extremely difficult and unpredictable task fell into the hands of Xuanzhen's disciple Luo Qingxuan at this time. Just because the Xuanzhen faction is the first major cultivation sect in Zhongzhou, the disciples of the sect are strong in cultivation, and they have a chivalrous demeanor for the country and the people. Therefore, Luo Qingxuan, who is a disciple of Xuanzhen, cannot shirk this difficult task. He had to go to the border and fight the lone wolf to the death.

No one knows what the lone wolf's cultivation is, judging from his ghostly whereabouts and fierce methods, it will definitely not be lower than the Xuantian Realm, or even stronger. The only information within the Xuanzhen Sect is that every night, hundreds of lives are lost at the hands of lone wolves along the border. The ferocity of this person's behavior is truly intolerable.

When Luo Qingxuan received this task, Lin Wanru, as his fiancée, made up her mind to face the final test with him. However, Luo Qingxuan, as a disciple of Xuanzhen, is grateful to Shien and to save those people. has long abandoned his own life and death. The only thing he can't rest assured about is his fiancée Lin Wanru. However, life and death are uncertain, if something happens to Lin Wanru, he may not be able to live alone.

On the day when he was about to set off, the master summoned Luo Qingxuan to the Yuqing Palace, personally took down the fairy sword in the town hall, and solemnly passed it to Luo Qingxuan. This fairy sword is the true fire sword held by the real people who have been in charge of the Xuanzhen sect for generations. This time, the true fire sword will be passed on to the disciples, and the thoughts of the real people are self-evident. If this mission can be completed safely, then the Xuanzhen faction will be taken over by Luo Qingxuan in the future!

How could Luo Qingxuan not know about this important task that his master had passed on to him? However, his master was already old, and he was eager to seek the Tao, so he would go to Yuheng Peak from time to time to close the retreat and impact the legendary realm of 'returning to the basics'. He had already decided that Luo Qingxuan would become his successor, so the test handed over to Luo Qingxuan this time was to let him successfully take over as the head of Xuanzhen and let him establish virtue within the sect.

Luo Qingxuan took the True Fire Sword, bid farewell to his master, went down the cloud ladder, and took the white crane. Drift away. didn't say goodbye to Lin Wanru, and left Shenchuan alone. However, when he came to Qiushui City, which was not far from Shenchuan, he saw Lin Wanru wearing a green shirt and holding a paper umbrella, staring at the edge of the autumn pool. It turned out that she had already seen through what Luo Qingxuan was thinking. He didn't want to worry about himself, but she couldn't let go, so she waited here. Sure enough, Luo Qingxuan went from here.

Under the bright moon, the sound of rain is swaying, a stream of autumn water connects the sky and the earth, and among the ripples of clear water, a misty galaxy emerges in the sky. There are stars and moons in the long space, and they reflect the two affectionate figures in the rain on the embankment. Lin Wanru knew that he was gone, and his life and death were uncertain. She didn't want to stay here alone, looking at the back of the disappearing Bashan Ancient Road in this lonely moonlight, gradually leaving her sight.

"Graceful as ......"

He took her in his arms. The paper umbrella that Lin Wanru was holding in her hand and painted on the branches of the finch also quietly fell on the stone floor with the sound of the rain. The hearts of each other are endless, and the constant feelings are as warm as possible with this hug at this time. At this time, the two of them were by the autumn pool, and the clear water reflected the moonlight, as if they were embracing each other above the magnificent sea of stars. A thousand words in my heart, all of which rise and fall with the embankment of the Mid-Autumn Pool in the night rain, are unforgettable.

"When will you return?"

After a long time, the two separated. The cold rain is dashing, but it can't dissipate the familiar body temperature between the clothes. Yes, Luo Qingxuan went north this time, although it was difficult and lonely. But what he wanted was to save thousands of families on the border. Although he is in danger, if he can protect those who need to be protected, it will be worth it. He went out of the mountain with a sword to do the way of chivalry, so he would definitely not lose! Lin Wan comforted herself like this. But she hopes to go with her husband!

But she has a gentle temperament, and when she went to the Northern Regions this time, she was facing a fight to the death and a struggle for her life. With Lin Wanru's character, I'm afraid it will be difficult to confront the murderous and bloodthirsty lone wolf. When the time comes, she will become more of a burden to her sweetheart. Therefore, she can only wait here, silently support him here, and not let Luo Qingxuan worry about what is behind him, which is the best help for him.

"I don't know what the date is. However, don't worry, I will definitely solve the matter in the Northern Regions as soon as possible and rush back to accompany you. ”

Luo Qingxuan sighed lightly, although he was not absolutely sure that he would be able to defeat his opponent. But in front of Lin Wanru, he gave her a relaxed smile. As the saying goes, things are like chess, and they change from time to time. Luo Qingxuan didn't think that if he went this time, he would be controlled by the enemy, no matter what, he had to overcome the hardships and eventually come back alive.

resolutely turned around, not letting Lin Wanru see the nostalgia on his face. As soon as the trick was introduced, the real fire sword flew out of its sheath. took Luo Qingxuan to break away in the pouring rain, and in an instant, he disappeared. The raindrops moistened the beauty's eyebrows, and she was stunned, leaning over to pick up the paper umbrella on the ground. Standing alone in the sound of the rain, looking forward to it, the air is cold and lonely.

At that moment, she thought how much she and her husband lived as ordinary people in the world! At night, she talked with candles and leaned against the window to listen to the rain. What a wonderful thing that would be.

However, the greater their power, the heavier the responsibility. Luo Qingxuan has never been able to turn back. As a Xuanzhen immortal disciple, he made a promise to save the people from fire and water. By the autumn pool, although the cold rain of this farewell is ruthless, for Lin Wanru, the man she cares about in her heart will not forget the agreement with her. Although he doesn't know when he will return, he will definitely return as promised.

Day after day, Lin Wanru was always by the autumn pool, waiting for Luo Qingxuan's figure of the imperial sword returning to the south to return safely. Every time she is lovesick, she dances the sword under the moon alone, and all the swordsmanship is the move that she and Luo Qingxuan have practiced with each other a hundred times in the sect. But Lin Wanru was deeply lovesick, and she was in love with the sword, and over time, she drew her sword and swung it, which was able to make the bright moon rippling in the water turn into a shattered brilliance. It seems that even the waves of water between the autumn pond and the zhang xu have been separated and cut off by this sword.

Whether it is the sunset that dyes the sky at dusk, or the autumn water that returns to the moon shadow at night. It seems to have turned into boundless lingering affection, rippling and flowing in Lin Wan's place like a sword, gushing endlessly. Her sword qi flies with the lonely hung in the sky, and her sword glow blends with the autumn water and the sky. When the love is strong, even if there are thousands of sorrows and hatreds, they are all swayed vividly under the sword. This unscrupulous swordsmanship comes from this lovesick mood.

Day by day, Lin Wanru always waited, but she didn't see the king's return. Luo Qingxuan's cultivation is high, if it is the sword exchange, it is enough to cross the Central Plains in one day. But this time it has been more than half a month, but he has never returned. Lin Wanru has been waiting for a long time, and she can't bear the pain of lovesickness. She was always worried that Luo Qingxuan would encounter an accident, so she finally couldn't wait, and she also left. Threw himself into the North. Follow Luo Qingxuan's traces.

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