In the blink of an eye, seven days passed, Duan Heyu washed up and changed into the snow-white robe given to him by Dugu Ao's uncle, it was perfect to wear on Duan Heyu, with a graceful white jade without frost, this temperament not only did not lose to those sons and brothers of the princes and nobles, but also lost the heroic spirit between the eyebrows. Dugu Xian's death made Duan Heyu look a lot more mature all of a sudden, and he could no longer see the nerd who once called himself a little student when he saw everyone.

After bowing three goodbyes in front of the master's spirit, Duan Heyu said with tears in his eyes: Master, you haven't seen the power of the Yu'er Heavenly Demon Sword and the Jade Flute, and Yu'er is about to leave the master to complete the mission that the master gave to Yu'er... Master was aggrieved first, waiting for Yu'er's return here, Duan Heyu finished speaking, his heart moved, and a sword light shot out in his eyes, and the Heavenly Demon Sword flew around Dugu Xian's tomb three times as a farewell......

Duan Heyu floated down outside the cave, and he didn't need any fulcrum under his feet to be fixed in mid-air, what a terrifying peerless light feat... Holding the seventy-two moves of the Dugu Heavenly Demon Sword, under Duan Heyu's hundreds of years of skill, the cliff valley rock wall was full of sword qi cut into dozens of inches of sword marks, and he wanted to show the entire set of Heavenly Demon Swords to the master, and the sword shadow shuttled between the cliffs on both sides like a meteor... Immediately, he wrote a farewell poem with sword qi to commemorate the master, "Wuyue is the only sword qi, called He Wanshixing, Zhou Yu is crazy and flashes, and only I am the heaven and the earth." After the performance, he took out the white jade flute from his arms, and played a sad mourning music for the master to mourn the master, the jade flute rhythm score in the seven days of the wake of the soul Duan Heyu has long been familiar with it in his heart, the flute notes use the power to send out the supreme internal force composed of sword gas, bow and arrow gas and beast shape based on the internal force, the flute with the mood and the natural power is also with the heart, Duan Heyu's blowing makes the sad atmosphere to envelop the entire cliff valley, it is so reluctant.

I saw that the rocks that were cut by the sword qi of the Heavenly Demon were all separated in the sound of the flute, and the cave was sealed piece by piece, and on the flattest and straightest rock tablet in the middle, Duan Heyu used internal force to blow out countless swords from the flute, and each sword carved a painting... It is written that the tomb of a generation of chivalrous Dugu Immortal and the disciple Duan He Yuli.

After doing all this, Duan Heyu shouted: Master, Yu'er has gone. The sound of the internal force pierced the Ziyun Mountain before dawn, and flew away from this cliff valley like a sword lightning, from this moment on he transformed from a scholarly spirit into a young man with a mission, whether it was a crisis or a smooth sailing road in front of him, from the moment the cold moon fairy Liu Chunjiao broke into his room, Duan Heyu's fate began to be destined for a legendary extraordinary life.

In the early morning, the air of Phoenix Mountain is exceptionally fresh, which can not be felt in the dark day in the cliff valley, the first thing Duan Heyu did when he came out of the cliff valley was to come to Phoenix Mountain to find Xiang Xiaolong, the big boss of Phoenix Village, to inquire about the whereabouts of Xia Furong and Chang Mengxue. It's just that the scene in front of Fenghuang Village made Duan Heyu can't believe it, how did it not take long for the village that was still relatively lively to be burned clean... Where are there still figures.

How could this be, did Brother Xiang also encounter an accident... Duan Heyu saw at a glance that there were many mound tombs buried in rows on the hill above his left, he chuckled in his heart and immediately ran over to look, carefully searched and did not find the names of Xia Furong and Chang Mengxue Xiang Xiaolong, he was glad in his heart that there were no them, alas... Pity these people who eat on the hills, now the world of the Tang Dynasty is too peaceful to live a peaceful life, what bandits occupy what mountains, why the king... Out of respect, Duan Heyu still politely worshiped these heroes of Phoenix Village, how to say that it was because of him that he suffered the disaster of killing, I didn't kill Boren Boren but died because of me...

Duan Heyu decided to go to Luoyang City to investigate, and then flashed away.

Xiang Xiaolong got up and walked out of the stone room, and saw the jujube red horse shaking his head and stomping his feet uneasily, Xiang Xiaolong thought that the horse was hungry, so he added some good forage to it, but how did he know that the jujube red horse was torn by sensing the master's breath, and Duan Heyu could not have thought that in this burned cottage, Xiang Xiaolong and his old buddy "Aguta" he was looking for were in the hidden cave stone room.

Luoyang City is still very prosperous, a good atmosphere is like the time of the meal, Duan Heyu's appearance surprised the pedestrians on the road, such a handsome and extraordinary young man did not bring an entourage to know the goods at a glance to know that the snow-white clothes and gold silk white shoes worn by this young man are all embroidered with priceless silk, just a set of clothes can change a city... Only the nobles of the royal family will use this superb silk.