【East Kunlun, Siyu Mountain Range, Luyao Peak】

It seemed that after a long time, Fang Xiaoqian had a lot of dreams, his grandfather and General Zhennan seemed to have returned to him, and Tuoba Qinghuang, he dreamed of his master, senior brother, senior sister, and even the appearance of Gumarugupa also came to mind.

Countless dreams are intertwined and intertwined......

It wasn't until Fang Xiaoqian woke up again that he found that he was still in that small stone cave.

Feng Xingpan was lying beside him, and not far away there was a gray-haired old man, who was concentrating on closing his eyes, and slowly opened his eyes when he woke up.

"Are you awake? The old man was wearing a white shirt, shaped like a fairy bone, and there was still a faint starlight flashing from his eyes, which was not dazzling, but it made people feel extremely strange.

Fang Xiaoqian was stunned, shook his head and said, "Grandpa, you recognize the wrong person, I'm not the Wuji you said, my name is Fang Xiaoqian." ”

"Isn't it?" The old man raised his eyebrows, the brilliance in his eyes gradually faded, and his face became bitter, he looked at Feng Xingpan on the ground, and muttered to himself: "It seems that it has changed hands......

Unable to understand what the old man said, Fang Xiaoqian got up from the ground and asked, "Old man, does the person you are talking about look very similar to me?"

"Yes, how do you know?" the old man looked up and smiled kindly.

Fang Xiaoqian continued: "I once heard Master say that her younger brother looks very similar to me, but he has passed away for more than a hundred years. ”

"Qin Guanju?" the old man sighed lowly. "It turns out that you are her apprentice. ”

"Well, that's the name of the teacher. The boy nodded, "You know my master?"

With a snug smile, the old man continued: "That's my granddaughter, how can I not know her." Fang Xiaoqian was taken aback, but immediately reacted, and hurriedly bowed down: "Disciple to meet the ancestor." ”

The old man saw that Fang Xiaoqian was very well-behaved, so he liked it a little, beckoned to him, and said kindly: "Come close." Fang Xiaoqian obediently walked to the former's side, the old man looked at him carefully, and smiled from time to time before he slowly spoke: "I am the Great Elder of this Lingxiao Sword Sect, with the title of 'Star Emperor'. If you don't mind, can you call me 'Grandpa'?"

Fang Xiaoqian hesitated for a moment, a little reluctant, but he couldn't bear it when he thought that the grandson who looked very similar to himself on the other party had passed away, so he still murmured, "Grandpa." ”

"Hahaha! good! good!"

The old man cried with joy, the corners of his eyes were slightly moist, Fang Xiaoqian saw that the other party was happy, and he also felt comfortable in his heart, and laughed with hehe.

"Anyway, how did you find here?" asked the old man.

Fang Xiaoqian told everything he had just experienced as it was, and when he heard it, the old man behind him was also surprised, "Ghost dragon spirit, take off your clothes." ”

Fang Xiaoqian obediently took off his shirt, revealing his white body, the old man stretched out a hand and pressed it tightly to his chest, and a true qi passed into Fang Xiaoqian's body.

"Hmm......" Feeling that his body was getting hotter and hotter, Fang Xiaoqian couldn't help but hum softly.

It wasn't until black dragon-shaped tattoos slowly appeared on his body that the old man withdrew his hand. The burning heat quickly dissipated, and when the young man recovered, he looked at the terrifying black dragons on his body, and couldn't help but ask anxiously, "Grandpa, what is this?"

"This is the ghost dragon spirit that resides in your body, I really don't know whether to say that you are lucky or unlucky......"

Fang Xiaoqian touched the black dragon pattern on his body, a little scared.

"Don't worry, although this thing is evil, it will not hurt you, but it will help you in the future, but it is also a double-edged sword, and if used incorrectly, it will go mad. The old man looked at the black dragon winding and undulating on the young man's body, and said with some concern.

"Alright, I'll send you back first. The old man stood up and said, "Since Feng Xingpan has recognized you as the master, let's bring it with you." ”

Fang Xiaoqian remembered Feng Xingpan at this time, and hurriedly put on his clothes and picked up the disc.

"It doesn't have to be so hard, as long as you have the same mind, it's under your control. ”

The old man continued, "You try to control it with your mind. ”

Fang Xiaoqian closed his eyes according to the old man's intentions, thinking about letting the star pan fly in his mind. When he opened his eyes again, the disc came out of his hand, circled around him, and then hovered behind him.

"Let's go. ”

The old man put his arms around the young man and rushed out of the cave in a flash of light.

"Boss, you really have stiff wings, you can't do what you promised me!" In the evening, Fan Xing returned to the sect and saw that Fang Xiaoqian had not prepared a barbecue.

Fang Xiaoqian was in the courtyard with the flying Feng Xingpan, having a lot of fun, and at this moment suddenly remembered the advice of his senior sister, so he stopped his movements and said, "I forgot ......"

"Huh, what is this?" Fan Xing couldn't help but ask with wide eyes when he noticed the disc hanging in the air on the side.

Seeing that Senior Sister asked about Feng Xingpan, Fang Xiaoqian was also a little proud, and said, "This is the magic weapon I got in the back mountain today, called Feng Xingpan." ”

The magic weapon is a special weapon in Kunlun, most of which are somewhat strange, such as this Xingpan, which can be driven directly by the mind, without the need for true qi.

Fan Xing was a little envious, although she entered the mountain gate earlier than Fang Xiaoqian, and her cultivation was much higher, but because she had not yet reached the Xuanhuang Realm, she could not fly with the sword.

Fang Xiaoqian secretly looked at Fan Xing's fairy face, and couldn't help but feel a little strange in his heart, and said with a slight emotion: "If Senior Sister likes it, I will give it to Senior Sister." ”

"Are you really willing?" Fan Xing leaned his face in front of Fang Xiaoqian and stared at his eyes, wanting to see something from them. Feeling her close cheeks, Fang Xiaoqian could even hear the other party's shallow snort, and he was stunned and didn't dare to speak, and his face was also red.

"I know that you don't want to, Senior Sister Guzheng of Changyan Peak told me today that I can't believe the words of men in the world, it seems that what I said is not false at all!" Fan Xing inserted his waist and said angrily.

Fang Xiaoqian, who was afraid that his senior sister would be angry, hurriedly shook his head, "No...... No. ”

"And what are you blushing about?"

"That's because...... Because ......" Fang Xiaoqian's face turned even redder, he was at a loss, and he couldn't say why.

Seeing that he was very embarrassed, Fan Xing suddenly lost his momentum and burst out laughing. "Okay, look at your stinginess, your senior sister and I will soon be able to reach the Xuanhuang Realm, and when the time comes, it will not be a matter of course for the true qi to release and want the Imperial Sword. It's you, your cultivation is so slow, it's good to have such a magic weapon. As she spoke, she also touched the hilt of the one-inch thunder sword on her waist.

"No......" the boy's voice was so small that only he could hear it.

The door to the north was closed.

The old man sat in front of the tea table, and the tea on the table was steaming.

"It's really strange that this kid from Kyushu is so similar to Wuji......" The old man's white hair bun hung down to his chest, and his tree-like face revealed a trace of kindness, who would have thought that this was a legendary figure who would make the whole Kunlun tremble when he stomped his feet.

Qin Guanju stood aside respectfully and did not say anything.

"He called me 'grandpa' during the day, haha! I made him call me. The old man said to himself, "You just said that his cultivation is extremely slow, and his qualifications are one thing, and the ghost dragon soul is also one thing to live in his body, but although the ghost dragon soul is a thing of the most yin, it can improve a person's physique, which is not entirely a bad thing." If this son can understand in the future, he may not be able to become a famous figure in Kunlun. ”

The woman still didn't say anything, Qin Boyan glanced at her, and sighed slowly, "I know, Wuji is gone, you hate your father Qin Baihuang for not fulfilling you back then, and you hate me." If you want me to say, I hate it so much! It's because I'm a grandfather who doesn't have the ability to protect my grandson. ”

"But then again, the sword that your brother used to use disappeared with him, only Feng Xingpan, who was the scabbard, is still there, and now even Feng Xingpan has recognized this young man, I hope you can also protect him......"

"I don't need to say that. Qin Guanju finally spoke, his tone was flat without a trace of emotional fluctuations, like a pool of water that would never stir up waves again.

Then neither of them spoke again, and after a long silence the old man quietly left.

Leaving Qin Guanju alone, he couldn't cry anymore.

Of course she would be nice to him, he looked like Qin Wuji, although he was not very clever but also likable, he was her youngest disciple, how could she not treat him well?

However, Qin Guanju did cry for a long time...... Perhaps because she was still heartbroken even a hundred years after that man's death, or perhaps because she was happy that she was able to take in a beloved disciple who could be so similar to him.