Everything has to start with Fu Huanjing, the son of the plane, and his journey back to the north, which is a long, long story!

"Life is like a reverse journey, you and I are both pedestrians. ”

This sentence, Xu Fengnian who came out of the wall understands, Chen Qingniu who carries the coffin into Shu understands, Chen Ping'an who never has a peaceful day understands, how can Fu Huanjing, the son of his plane, not understand!

is so simple and easy to understand, unless he deceives himself, he just wants to go against the sky.

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Immortal five years, inside the Xuanji Gate.

There are two people sitting opposite each other drinking, a pot of turbid wine, but the four gilded seals of "Jue Soul Yingzhu" are printed on the bottom of the pot.

"Master Wise, I don't know if your old man is satisfied with the reward of God Emperor Zhuge Yunting this time?" Fu Huanjing, the son of the plane, asked for no reason during the drinking break.

"I'm very satisfied!" But your kid is going south, and you want to go to the Great Wall of Sword Qi alive or dead, so you have to displease his old man of the God Emperor, what are you doing?" asked the wise master very puzzled.

"The secret of heaven must not be revealed!" Fu Huanjing, the son of the plane, hid in the wine jug and said softly.

The wise master has long been accustomed to this disrespectful death, who let Fu Huanjing, the son of his plane, have already been unhappy for the fourth generation!

The God Emperor has a small heart, and he has offended the God Emperor, so if you Fu Huan Jing is the son of the plane, what can you do?

Joke!

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It is said that there is a 10,000-year-old Linshuang sword master Wan Hengqiu living in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and the reason why Fu Huanjing wants to return north is because this old sword immortal with a strange temper is unwilling to accept him as an apprentice.

"Fu Huanjing, the son of the plane, the old man knows that your trip is not easy, and it took a full amount of time to hike to this majestic and steep Great Wall of Sword Qi. However, before you are finished, the old man still can't act against the grain and forcibly take you as a disciple. If you act like this, the old man will be intolerable by the Heavenly Dao!" Wan Hengqiu, the Linshuang Sword Master, turned his back with a look of regret.

"Father Zhang Erhe!" Fu Huan, the ragged son of the plane, roared with his sword.

"Father-in-law, your kid really thinks of himself, it's Zhang Xiaojing, the biological son of Zhang Erhe, a martial artist in the Martial God Realm. The Time and Space Walker Wise Master laughed and said quickly.

Fu Huanjing, the son of the plane, raised the middle finger of his right hand very straight towards the sage master phantom who was gloating on the side.

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Suddenly, a sword shadow flashed across the sky, and the old sword immortal who was not very good-tempered had long since disappeared.

The apprenticeship failed, the return to the north was a foregone conclusion, and Fu Huanjing, the son of the plane, was really angry, so he could only kick the wall root of the Great Wall of Sword Qi a few times with his right foot to vent the thousands of dissatisfaction in his heart.

To the south of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, where to go north?

Fu Huanjing, the son of the plane, who had just walked a few steps, suddenly muttered. I thought to myself, that dilapidated courtyard in my house has now passed a jiazi, can it still be a place where a person can live and live?

Thinking of this, Fu Huanjing, the son of the plane, couldn't help but hold his forehead and sighed.

sighed as a childhood sweetheart, married someone early, and was unwilling.

The second sighs for the fate of his parents, marrying an ugly wife, day by day.

Three sighs of close friends and friends, passed away one after another, wet clothes.

Fu Huanjing, the son of the plane, looked back and thought, will the Xuanyuan Mansion of his father-in-law Xuanyuan Ling be a relatively good place to go?

It didn't take long for Fu Huanjing, the son of the plane, to smile bitterly. A Jiazi, that's a whole Jiazi! My father-in-law must have been driving the crane west for a long time.

In the end, Fu Huanjing, the son of the plane, remembered his former brother Shangguan Pengyuan, this good brother from the Sword Mound family, he would never forget his poor brother from time to time!

recalled again and again that he had saved Shangguan Pengyuan's life many times, and Fu Huanjing, the son of the plane, had a much brighter face with confidence.

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"There is me in the dream, there is the fragrance of flowers, you have to take care of your mother. ”

This is the original sentence of sixty years ago, Fu Huanjing, the son of the plane, entrusted his sister-in-law Zhang Yanyun.

Fu Huanjing, the son of the plane, jumped on the journey back to the north. Suddenly, the past flooded into his memory hall, and the scene was as similar to the White Lady flooding the Great Leiyin Temple.

Fu Huanjing, the son of the plane, lost his father-in-law Zhang Erhe, who was in the Martial God Realm at the age of thirty. Then, suddenly, one day, I lost my mind and wanted to go to the Great Wall of Sword Qi to practice enlightenment, and it was useless for anyone to stop me.

Thinking about the day when his father Zhang Erhe died in the uprising, Fu Huanjing, the son of the plane, actually laughed a little shyly.

"Jing'er, my father-in-law, I have lived enough in the human world, and I am going to go to the Outer Heaven Land to kill the Outer Heaven Demon that day. Your stepmother and sister-in-law, you kid must take good care of Lao Tzu!Otherwise, the sword will come!" Zhang Erhe, a martial artist in the Martial God Realm, arranged the aftermath for himself.

Suddenly, a divine soldier fell from the sky and broke the army on its own, and Zhang Erhe, a martial artist in the martial arts realm, passed away like a monk who was confused.

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"it, ruthless, so cruel!" the Time Walker Wise Master laughed.

"What is my father-in-law arranged, my son Fu Huanjing, what are you going to do with a non-falling photo?

Fu Huanjing, the son of the plane, has never heard half a word from his stepfather Zhang Erhe since he came into the world, and this time will not be an exception.

On the front foot, the righteous father just left, and on the back foot, Fu Huanjing, the son of his plane, smeared oil on the soles of his feet, and traveled to the Great Wall of Sword Qi away from home!

"I'm really too difficult!" Zhang Yanyun, who is sixteen years apart from Fu Huanjing, the son of his righteous brother, said with a bloodless face.

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It's not for nothing to think twice.

Fu Huanjing, the son of the plane, after weighing the pros and cons, finally made up his mind to go to the secret realm of the sword shrine of his good brother Shangguan Pengyuan's family.

However, the division of the realm of sword cultivation and martial arts in the human realm is quite deep!

As a sword cultivator in the true sense, he has roughly walked through the eighteen realms of copper skin, grass roots, willow tendons, backbone, casting furnace, cave mansion, sea viewing, dragon gate, Jindan, Yuanying, Yupu, immortal, ascension, lost one, lost two, Daofa, Haoran, and Xitian.

Similarly, as a qualified martial artist, he should have experienced the ten realms of mud embryo, wooden fetus, mercury, heroic soul, heroism, martial courage, vajra, finger xuan, celestial phenomena, and land immortals.

In addition, there is still a nineteenth realm of sword cultivation, which is called the "universal realm".

In the Six Realms and even in the land of the Outer Heavens, only he Ye Wuxian has ever reached this realm. A large part of the people in the Six Realms believe that this realm is imaginary, and it does not exist at all, let alone the strange existence of Ye Wuxian.

However, Fu Huanjing, the son of the plane, firmly believes that "there must be a reason for the wind." ", convinced that Ye Wuxian really existed somewhere inside and outside the Six Realms.

In addition, Wufu also has an eleventh realm, called the "Martial God Realm".

For this realm, Fu Huanjing, the son of the plane, had to believe it! After all, his father-in-law, Zhang Erhe, was an iron-clad martial artist in the Martial God Realm.

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Fu Huanjing, the son of the plane, was born with an excellent embryo of a carefree sword immortal. And because his stepfather Zhang Erhe was a martial artist in the Martial God Realm before his death, he gave all his martial arts luck to his righteous son when he died.

Therefore, Fu Huanjing, the son of the plane, will soon be a real sword cultivator in the Western Heaven Realm, and he is also a real martial artist in the Land Immortal Realm.

Obviously, the Martial God Realm is the eleventh realm of the pinnacle of martial arts, so Zhang Erhe is no longer a mortal in the flesh, and his divine sense can reach the Heavenly Dao.

Flying to the land of the outer heavens and killing the outer heavenly demons is only a matter of time and time, and it is all arranged by his martial god Zhang Erhe.

Correspondingly, the universal realm is the nineteenth realm of the peak of sword cultivation, and the boundless sword talent Ye Wuxian has been to this realm.

Of course, this is also the reason why Fu Huanjing, the son of the plane, traveled to the Great Wall of Sword Qi on foot with great difficulty, and apprenticed to the Linshuang Sword Master Wan Hengqiu.

Ye Wuxian has only accepted Lin Shuang Sword Master Wan Hengqiu as an apprentice in his life, and it is rumored that he will be more than 100,000 years old and his beloved disciple, and he will wander around the Buzhou Mountain in the fairy world all year round.

Due to the fact that there are too many secret methods forbidden by Zhou Mountain in the fairy world, Fu Huanjing, the son of the plane, is the last resort.

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Let's talk about the realm cultivation of the Linshuang Sword Master Wan Hengqiu, the martial artist in his left hand refers to the Xuan Realm, and the sword cultivation in the right hand cultivates the Immortal Realm.

Originally, Wan Hengqiu was not enough at all, and Fu Huanjing, the son of his plane, killed it with one hand. Fu Huanjing doesn't need to apprentice to him at all, on the contrary, he must sincerely worship himself as a teacher.

Fu Huanjing, the son of the plane, originally wanted to be persecuted justifiably, and Wan Hengqiu's master Ye Wuxian willingly walked out of the fairy world Buzhou Mountain. Come and fight with yourself at the peak, so that he Ye Wuxian can deeply understand the following sword cultivation ability in the universal realm.

However, there were countless sword immortals from the Great Wall of Sword Qi watching Wan Hengqiu, and Fu Huanjing, the son of the plane, had to return in defeat.

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Sword, the king of a hundred soldiers.

Knife, the courage of a hundred soldiers.

Martial God Zhang Erhe knew how hard and difficult it was to cultivate the sword, and he would never allow his righteous son Fu Huanjing to embark on this road, even if he was born an excellent sword immortal embryo.

I still remember that the first time Fu Huanjing held the long sword in his hand, he was immediately moved by his stepfather Zhang Erhe's sword qi, and instantly turned the blunt rusty long sword into powder.

In order to prevent his most beloved son Fu Huan from learning the sword, Zhang Erhe did not hesitate to interrupt the Yizi's Changsheng Bridge, Natal Porcelain and Marriage Line.

"Father-in-law, why don't you just kill the child, it's a hundred times? Sometimes the child has serious doubts about whether the child you picked up on the side of the road, and not your favorite son. Fu Huanjing, who was about ten years old, buried his grievances.

"You kid is suitable for riding a horse across the sword to fight the world, and the sword and wind are too damn delicate, like a big old lady who rubs grease and powder. Stepfather Zhang Erhetian shamelessly wiped his sword and explained.

"Father-in-law, don't you have the green hair of a fanged wild elephant, and you insist that the purple cloud flame rat in the misty forest is a ferocious beast!" Fu Huanjing retorted.

"Here comes the sword!"

The stepfather Zhang Erhe just said lightly, and the righteous son Fu Huanjing escaped over the wall very interestingly and disappeared.

"Father-in-law!"

"Yoshiko!"

Ha ha!

This pair of living treasure father and son, put aside for the time being, the good show over there is about to start!

There is Feng Laiyi, which is an inn with many romantic affairs and thieves, and it has become more and more overcrowded in recent days.

"I heard about it! There was a stupid swordsman who walked a whole Jiazi from the bitter cold Hongxia Continent in the extreme north to the southernmost Great Wall of Sword Qi, saying that he wanted to apprentice to the Linshuang Sword Master Wan Hengqiu, what a laughing person!"

"Father Zhang Erhe?" Xu Ruogong, the inn handyman on the side, said with a strange yin and yang aura.

For a while, the guests of the inn laughed so hard that some of them almost burst out of breath.

Bowl after bowl in the corner, Fu Huanjing, who was drinking heavily, looked angry. He couldn't wait to chop his mother's Linshuang sword master Wan Hengqiu in front of him, and ate it with wine and vegetables.

"Punch the Great Wall of Sword Qi, kick the Netherworld Ghost Capital, fight the sword leaves fall on the riverside, and hang the sword Ziyuan Ming Mansion ............" The time and space walker wise master dealt with Huan Jing with mixed praise.

"Master Wise, you are very unparticular about being like this! Could it be that Zhang Xiaojing, Hu Han Yin, and Qin Duya, those three people are not enough for your old man's busy work? Oh! By the way, I forgot that there is another Zi Xuanyang recently, can your old man understand these four people? Fu Huanjing smashed the wine bowl with his right hand and said angrily.

"Yo he! Your kid's realm is not very high, and his temper is really not small! Don't look at the old man, the old man is too lazy to take care of you! If it weren't for the special explanation of God Emperor Zhuge Yunting, you should have completed these four things, and the old man would have accompanied the little brother Hu Han Yan to drink snow lotus syrup. The wise master said comfortingly to Huan Jing.

Unconsciously, it was late at night, and outside the door of the Fenglaiyi Inn, the shining starlight in the night sky warmed all the loneliness of this cold winter night.

In the end, the wise master just said goodbye, wishing Fu Huanjing to live without dreams for many years and nights, and sleep peacefully until dawn in all the nights in the future.

Fu Huanjing also rarely returned the salute with his hands in a very respectful fist, and said that there will be a period later, I hope that the wise master will have a long road to cross people, and his old man will always be accompanied by the caretaker of the Xuanji Gate.

The Dream Eater Tapir is said to be an auspicious beast that eats nightmares. On the way back to the north, Fu Huanjing was fortunate to meet such a one. I saw that the auspicious beast's nose was like a fanged wild elephant in the misty forest, but it was not as long as it, and it was extremely short. The eyes are dark and bright, breathtaking. The ears are like rabbit ears, but they are much wider. It has four legs, and its feet have three claws, and it is as thick and hard as a horse's hoof. Tailless, mostly black hair, white hair spots scattered in the black hair scroll, some brown hair scattered around the neck, surrounded by white fine hair.

This spirit beast is mostly the pet of female immortals, and it is used to eat their day and night thoughts about those merry sword immortals late at night.

For this rainy and sunny rivers and lakes, Fu Huanjing has nothing to tell his close friends, relatives and friends, so I wish them all a dream as a horse and can sleep peacefully anywhere!

"Why don't you shout for help?" Fu Huan said in surprise.

"No one will come to my rescue. "The swordsman Liu Jiannan is accustomed to it.

In our hometown, what makes you even more uncomfortable than making everyone look down on you is that everyone pities you.

My swordsman Liu Jiannan has never needed the pitiful charity of others, so naturally no one will come to save me.

"Oh, then you're really amazing!" Fu Huanjing strode off the road.

In this way, life is like a reverse journey, and the downfall is like this.