It was late at night, and the two tired children had already fallen asleep. The snow night in the mountain village is silent, the bright moon is in the sky, and the bright moonlight is sprinkled on the snow all over the mountains, which is extraordinarily bright. Lan Qinmu had not yet slept, looking at the long sword sword in the corner of the wall that exuded a faint blue light, and he was stunned.

With a volley of palms, the Bilang Sword flew up quietly and slowly fell into Lanqinmu's hands. Through the bright moonlight shining through the window, Lan Qinmu carefully looked at the sword that had been ignored by him during the day.

The sword style is simple, the emerald sword body shines with a bright light against the background of the moonlight, and the cold light on the sword blade flashes, which is obviously extremely sharp. The hilt of the sword is carved with exquisite patterns, and there are no signs of wear, but it seems to be newly cast. I don't know which one of the masters of such a magnificent sword came from.

Looking at the craftsmanship of the sword body at its peak, Lan Qinmu's confusion was even greater. It is such an extraordinary sword, but I can't feel the slightest breath of it in the daytime.

Ordinary immortal famous weapons, more or less with a bit of the material itself or the temperament of the sword-wielding person. Take its own magic weapon, the Wind Spirit Sword, as an example, and take it from the thousand-year-old wind stone on the top of Kunlun Mountain and the top of the Absolute Wind Cliff.

After 500 years of wind blowing and 500 years of rain, the sword made by the wind stone naturally has a bit of hurricane-like sharpness and rainstorm-like breath. This coincides with his own kung fu path and martial arts pursuit, and when he uses it, he is like a fish in water, and he gets twice the result with half the effort.

But the sword in front of him, not only did he not feel the breath contained in it at all, even if he got it in his hand, the real power was poured into it like a mud cow entering the sea, and it disappeared. If it is used in actual combat, such a weapon that engulfs internal force is not as good as an ordinary sword.

Lan Qinmu couldn't help but sigh, this sword is very similar to today's newly recruited disciple. No matter how you look at it, he is also a talented martial arts wizard, but he has lost the top priority of dantian, and in the end, he is afraid that he is not as good as an ordinary disciple.

This night was peaceful and peaceful. The schedule was not tight, and Li Canglan's serious injury had not yet recovered, so Lan Qinmu also indulged the two children to sleep until the sun was three poles.

Lan Ruyin rarely went down the mountain, and she didn't want to go back early. Qingxiu in the mountains is lonely, he is the most diligent protégé, and after practicing for a long time, he will feel bored, not to mention Lan Ruyin, a cardamom girl of a playful age.

Every day, she couldn't travel a few miles, and Lan Ruyin cried and shouted with a sad face, her legs hurt and her stomach hurt. At the beginning, Li Canglan was still nervous, for fear that his little sister would not feel comfortable. After a long time, I also understood that this was just a way for the little daughter's family to be coquettish with her father and delay the journey.

The tricks of the little girl's family, Li Canglan has already seen through them at a young age, not to mention Lan Qinmu, who already knows the roots?

Mobei went to Kunlun Mountain, this sword was only a three-day or two-day trip, and it was delayed by Lan Ruyin for half a month, and there was no trace of Kunlun Mountain. This is like a turtle speed, but it helps Li Canglan's body recover.

Li Canglan was born with a strong physique, coupled with the miraculous medicinal effect of Kunlun Great Returning Pill. In the past half a month, the serious injury that was about to die has miraculously recovered. The action has been as usual, but the destruction of this dantian is finally a foregone conclusion.

In the past half a month, in addition to accompanying Lan Ruyin to travel around every day during the day, enjoying the winter scenery, he also had to learn the Qionghua School's founding method with the master at night, and Kunlun Xuandao was decided.

This Kunlun Xuandao decision, the legend is that the ancestor of the Qionghua faction Xuandaozi, in the Kunlun Mountain back mountain grottoes, facing the wall of a Jiazi accidentally realized. It is rumored that when Xuandaozi broke through, the sun and moon were without light, the nebula changed color, and the night sky was covered with seven-colored auroras, which suddenly looked like day.

Xuan Daozi's beard and hair are all white, but he is full of energy, and his crane hair is childish. A little on tiptoe, he quietly walked to the top of Kunlun Mountain, the sound was like a bell, shouting "the sword is coming", and the heavens and the earth shook. Out of the void, a huge lightsaber was born out of thin air.

Xuan Daozi held it in the air, and the white lightsaber tightened his hand. With a wave of the robe, the already towering and majestic Kunlun Mountain was cut into five parts in an instant, and this is the Kunlun Five Peaks that are now said to be beautiful.

It is rumored that Xuan Daozi finally practiced a world-shattering sword dance on the main peak. The sword moves were so amazing that they even attracted the gods and Buddhas in the sky, and they watched the ceremony one after another. Xuan Daozi punished the immortals with a sword, and ascended to heaven with feathers. Of course, all this is just the legend of the Qionghua faction.

Whether Xuan Daozi really has someone else is two words. This Kunlun Xuandao Decisive is real, except for the Ninth Heart Secret that has long been lost, there are a total of eightfold. Between each realm, there is indeed a difference between clouds and mud.

The first two layers of Kunlun Xuandao are expensive in refining qi and forging the body, which is intended to lay a solid foundation, that is, those with mediocre qualifications, as long as they are willing to work hard and spend twenty or thirty years, they can also be achieved by wearing water drops and stones. This third level is really a watershed in the practice of this exercise.

After breaking through the third level, he has reached the Qi Refining Realm in the broad sense of the Immortal Cultivation Category, which can drive his own weapons to fight and fly with his sword. The operation of true qi in the dantian has been quite large-scale, and it absorbs the aura of heaven and earth, and the cultivation in the future can be described as a thousand miles in a day.

After all, Li Canglan was only a beginner in the path of cultivation, and Lan Qinmu did not give him a more detailed introduction. It's just that he roughly taught the cultivation method of the first three realms of this Kunlun Xuandao Decision, and it is useless to pass it on.

Li Canglan is already smart and has an excellent understanding, plus he has the foundation of learning to recognize the pulse and acupoints with Wang Xiucai. It can be said that it is easy to teach, which makes Lan Qinmu quite surprised. It's just that to be honest, Lan Qinmu himself still doesn't have much confidence in this "smart" apprentice.

After all, a person who does not have a dantian wants to cultivate the Tao, no matter how he thinks about it, it seems too dreamy. Lan Qinmu just prayed secretly in his heart, hoping that this child would return to the mountain with him in the future, and that he would be so talented in learning music and rhythm, so that he could inherit his own piano skills.

How did Li Canglan know that the master had all the scheming in his heart, so he only secretly memorized this secret and made up his mind to practice hard every day, so as not to live up to the master's painstaking cultivation.

Li Canglan grew up in the mountains, and has lived in Caotang Village with his father for a long time since he was a child, the farthest and farthest, but he has only walked to other villages behind Montenegro, how can he ever go out of such a faraway door.

Although the scenery along the way is magnificent, beautiful and colorful, there are little beauties of the same age gags, chatting and amusing. But after all, it is getting farther and farther away from the tattered, poor mountains and bad water Caotang Village.

The road ahead is long, and where this unknown road will eventually lead, Li Canglan is also confused in his heart. Not far away, Lan Ruyin was shouting softly, and Li Canglan didn't hesitate anymore, lifted the Bilang Sword on his back, and turned his head to follow.