【East Kunlun, Siyu Mountain Range, Luyao Peak】

After Zhang Ziyuan left, Fang Xiaoqian concentrated on reading books in the house, he liked to read and practice words since he was a child, so he didn't feel bored.

The first part of the "Qing Ming Zhi" is a record of Kunlun's location and sectarian divisions, and the length is only brief, and the latter part is a detailed explanation of the three volumes of "Bingwei", "Demon Wind" and "Defeat".

It took a few hours for Fang Xiaoqian to read through the times, and he finally had a general understanding of this world.

Originally, Kunlun was divided into four directions, according to the direction, they were called the land of immortals, the East Kunlun, the Pure Land of Bliss - West Kunlun, the northern frontier of the Tianshan Mountains - North Kunlun, and the endless demon mountain - South Kunlun. The Quartet Kunlun is not the same size, the territory of the west and north Kunlun is about the same, the east Kunlun is more vast, the largest is the South Kunlun, which is worthy of the harmony of the first three.

The distribution of the sects in the four directions of Kunlun is also very different, the North Kunlun has the three sects of the Demon Sect and is unified, the West Kunlun is the seat of the Buddhist Sect, the East Kunlun is the main cultivation of the Immortal Dao, and there are three major sects under the control of the same sect, namely the Lingxiao Sword Sect, the Four Elephant Sect, and the Bihai Sect; as for the largest South Kunlun, the territory of the demon clan.

After closing the "Qing Ming Zhi", Fang Xiaoqian wanted to continue to look at the basic chapter of the "Four Imperial True Laws". But after looking at it for a while, he found that most of them were some awkward formulas, or how to luck methods, and he didn't even have true qi, so he naturally saw it in the clouds.

Helpless, the young man had to give up for the time being.

Before you know it, night is approaching, and the last fiery red clouds are still hanging in the sky.

"Is my junior brother here?" Zhang Ziyuan's voice came from outside the house.

"Here!" Fang Xiaoqian replied, the door was opened, and Zhang Ziyuan walked in. He took out a candle from his bosom and put it in the wick on the table to light it, and immediately the room lit up with a faint light, "This is a thousand night lights, which can burn for several years without extinguishing." ”

"Thank you, brother. Fang Xiaoqian said.

Zhang Ziyuan smiled slightly, feeling that this little junior brother was very well-behaved, and he couldn't help but like it even more. "I'll take you to the bath. ”

"Oh. Fang Xiaoqian was a little puzzled, so he asked, "Don't we have dinner first?"

"Hahaha, it's different from the ordinary life in Kyushu, we don't eat. Zhang Ziyuan laughed.

"If you don't eat, what will you eat?"

Zhang Ziyuan asked rhetorically, "Do you feel hungry?"

Fang Xiaoqian touched his stomach, a little shy, "Hungry is not hungry, but how can people not eat?"

"Didn't Master feed you a Ning Chun Pill during the day? You can go without eating for a few days after eating it, and it is much better than whole grains, it can improve the meridians, and it also has the effect of building a solid foundation. ”

Fang Xiaoqian remembered that he had indeed been fed a pill when he had just woken up, and then he suddenly sighed that Kunlun was extraordinary, and he could not even eat food.

"But that Ning Chun Pill is to be exchanged for Zonggong, even the Thousand Night Lantern you use is no exception. Zhang Ziyuan continued, "You just came, you can go to the master to ask for it, but in the future, you will have to rely on yourself." ”

After that, Fang Xiaoqian walked out with Zhang Ziyuan, and when he passed by the wooden corridor under the eaves, he suddenly asked, "Senior brother, is the sword on your waist called 'White Dragon Slayer'?"

"Hmm, do you know it?" Zhang Ziyuan wondered.

"I saw that there is a record in the "Bingwei" in the "Qing Ming Zhi" that the white dragon slaying is one of the famous swords. ”

"You have a good memory. Zhang Ziyuan helped the hilt of the sword carved with dragon patterns and said slowly. "You'll have your own sword in the future. ”

Fang Xiaoqian grinned and asked again, "I don't know what kind of sword Master is using?"

"Linglong Four Criminals! That's the entire Ling Xiao can rank in the top ten. Seeing the young man's surprised expression, Zhang Ziyuan went on to explain: "In addition to our Luyao Peak, there are more than 100 peaks in Lingxiao, with the four main peaks as the center, and the rest are attached peaks, and the further you go, the more powerful the peaks are. Lu Yaofeng leaning on the periphery is an exception, although there are the least number of people, but it can be regarded as a powerful peak, just because there is a master and your second senior brother in charge. ”

"Master is so powerful at such a young age!" Fang Xiaoqian had some admiration in his heart.

"Master, she's hundreds of years old. ”

Fang Xiaoqian's eyes widened and he opened his mouth, "Ah......" Zhang Ziyuan smiled and said, "The lifespan of a cultivator is already very long, and you can live for a long time when you succeed in cultivation in the future." ”

"Oh......" The young man nodded as if he didn't understand, and asked, "What kind of sword does the second senior brother use?"

"He has seven flying swords, Yingqi, Yanyu, New Year, Ma Yi, Longdui, Qianqian, and Chunsi. ”

"Wow...... So many swords!What about the little sister?"

"She's an inch of thunder. ”

After a short time, Zhang Ziyuan took Fang Xiaoqian to a wooden house on the south side of the courtyard, where there was a wooden barrel filled with turquoise water, and steaming hot water was still steaming on its surface.

"Forehead ......" Fang Xiaoqian looked at the water in the bath and couldn't help but feel a little depressed.

Zhang Ziyuan put aside the clean clothes and said, "Wash, this is herbal decoction water, which is good for your body." With that, he walked out and closed the door.

What Zhang Ziyuan said was true, the potion bath was a little faintly burning when he first entered, but after a while, it was extremely comfortable, Fang Xiaoqian soaked in it like a warm bath, and the tiny pores on his body greedily sucked the nutrients in the potion.

Fang Xiaoqian soaked in it for two hours before returning to the room.

As night fell, Fang Xiaoqian blew out the Thousand Nights Lamp, but there was still moonlight thrown in from the window, suspected to be a hoarfrost. He was lying on the bed, looking at the bright sky outside, and a little starlight was flickering.

All kinds of thoughts came like a tide, and the boy remembered his grandfather, his childhood in Kyushu, the majestic posture of General Zhennan, and Tuoba Qinghuang.

Thinking that he has his master and brother to take care of him, what about Tuoba Qinghuang? Where will he be? Who will he meet?

Thinking about it, Fang Xiaoqian fell into a deep sleep.

At this time, in the main house of the courtyard, there was green smoke wafting out of the incense vessels.

Zhang Ziyuan sat in front of several cases, and the woman in front of him was as clear as a fairy.

"They really look alike......" The woman was Qin Guanju, she looked at the tea in her hand, reflecting her fairy face.

"Master, could the little junior brother be the reincarnation of your younger brother? I have heard this statement before, but the qualifications of the junior brother should not be superior, and it is really a bit ridiculous compared to him. ”

Qin Guanju shook his head slightly, and said softly, "Is it important?"

Zhang Ziyuan was slightly stunned, and his heart also woke up.

Yes, does it matter? The Battle of Kunlun a hundred years ago took too many people, and Master's younger brother was one of them. Although Fang Xiaoqian was extremely similar to him, no matter what, the person who had hurt the master for a hundred years was dead, so what if he was reincarnated?

It's not him anymore.

The person who once made the woman dream back for a hundred years has been slowly washed away by the long river of time, but the appearance of this little disciple once again made her see the man's youthful appearance.

I'm afraid that every day in the future, in addition to closing my eyes, I will see lovesickness, right?