The mountain breeze is cold.

Zhang Xiaofan walked to the window with Xiao Ash in his arms, pushed open the window, and looked out, his figure was lonely and lonely.

In the silence and darkness of the night, silver threads fell from the sky. The whole world was dark, and as far as the eye could see, there was only the shadow of the swaying bitter bamboo in the courtyard.

The rain drifted in from the night sky and landed on Zhang Xiaofan's face, bringing bursts of coolness, and also making the pain in his heart more and more obvious, the sound of the rain hitting the tiles seemed to hit his heart.

The candle flame flickered, flickering in the mountain wind, and occasionally made a "crackling" sound.

Qiu Liluo leaned back in his chair and looked at him silently, and let out a sigh from time to time, only hoping that he could keep his sanity, instead of following Tian Ling'er's unreasonable troubles and giving up his practice.

"It's raining.." Zhang Xiaofan spoke softly, his voice a little hoarse.

Thinking back to what happened during the day, his heart twitched for a while, and the pain was like ten thousand ants devouring his heart.

"Have you given up practicing in the past two years?" Zhang Xiaofan's eyes were dark, looking at the misty courtyard, and laughing at himself: "Maybe I'm being amorous, Senior Brother Qi Hao is so good, it's reasonable to make Senior Sister fall in love." ”

As he spoke, he touched Xiao Ash's head and said, "But, I'm not reconciled, Xiao Ash, do you know, I'm not reconciled, isn't the four-year friendship as good as the one-sided relationship?"

Sensing Zhang Xiaofan's sadness, Xiao Ash no longer made a fuss, but touched Zhang Xiaofan's head with his hand, wanting to comfort him.

The mountains and rain are dashing, and the heavens and the earth are solemn.

Under the gaze of Qiu Liluo, Zhang Xiaofan and Xiao Ash walked into the rain together, looking up at the dark night sky, laughing silently with their mouths open, but there were rolling tears in their eyes, which slid down their cheeks with the rain.

Following.

In the early morning after the rain, the damp mountain breeze blew over the big bamboo peak with coolness and came to Zhang Xiaofan, who was meditating cross-legged.

"It's time to cook. ”

He opened his reddened eyes, sighed softly, and walked towards the kitchen with Ash in his arms, starting a new day.

Along the way, Zhang Xiaofan was a little absent-minded, and Qiu Liluo followed behind him, tirelessly setting the right course for him, so as not to let the outstanding disciples of Qingyunmen fall off the cliff and fall to their deaths.

The firewood "crackled" in the stove fire, the firelight reflected his face, Zhang Xiaofan was stunned with the "dementor", and the coiled golden dragon was more vivid in the firelight.

"I still have to find out the murderer for revenge, and I can't give up my cultivation!"

This sentence came out of Zhang Xiaofan's mouth slowly, although it was not as powerful as Zhengzheng, but it was also full of firmness, and the dark eyes regained their brilliance.

Qiu Liluo breathed a sigh of relief, he had been by his side since yesterday, and he was afraid that he would do something worrying about him.

Fortunately, after a night, he finally understood the purpose of his cultivation.

What Zhang Xiaofan wants is not to live forever, but to find the truth about the slaughter of Caomiao Village, and to take revenge!

Xiao Ash, who was squatting on his shoulder, was no longer silent, but after a "squeak", he happily grabbed the "dementor" and jumped out.

"It's time for me to prepare for the future, and when you come down the mountain, that's when we'll meet. Qiu Liluo picked up a cucumber and took a bite, said something serious, and then disappeared into the kitchen.

At the moment when Qiu Liluo left, Zhang Xiaofan suddenly felt an inexplicable throbbing in his heart, looked up, and saw that there was no one in front of the board, and he couldn't help scratching his head: "Why do I seem to hear someone talking?"

Bow to the sky and realize your own way.

The existence of the Heavenly Dao Sect is no longer a secret in the cultivation world, and its prestige is also on a par with Qingyun, although there are not many disciples under it, they are all Tianzhong's assets, and they have made a reputation that is not weak in recent years.

One of the most eye-catching is the mysterious sect master "Dao", since the appearance of the Heavenly Dao Sect, the chance of his appearance is only a handful, but no one dares to forget his strength and majesty above everything!

The sea of white clouds, surrounded by spiritual mist, and the cranes chirp in unison.

In front of a wide white jade square, there stands a magnificent temple, on the snow-white plaque, there are three big characters of "asking the Taoist Palace" on it.

In the hall, Qiu Liluo sat on the main seat, calmly looking at the hundreds of people standing below, his face was not sad or happy, making it difficult to guess what he was thinking.

Zhou Zhou Xian sat in the lower left, holding a bundle of jade slips in both hands, his face was solemn, waiting for everyone to return to the end.

"So, you haven't opened the Heavenly Emperor's Treasure Vault?" Qiu Liluo looked at the Seven Heavenly Ghosts below and slowly spoke.

"The subordinates are guilty, I hope the sect master will forgive!"

The Seven Heavenly Ghosts fell to their knees, their faces full of guilt, and their fanatical eyes were also deeply blamed. Because of the big support, he was stopped by the yellow bird and the black water snake, and he couldn't hold on until the moment when the sun was rising.

Qiu Liluo groaned and said, "Give you another two years, be sure to enter the Heavenly Emperor's treasury and bring back all the things on the roster." ”

"Yes!"

After the Heavenly Ghost Seven Demons retreated, Zhou Zhou Xian got up and walked over, presented the jade slip, and said: "Sect Master, this is the information of all the Demon Dao Sects, and the Ghost King Sect is unwilling to submit, and the poor Dao has not been tempered, I don't know if the Sect Master has instructions?"

Qiu Liluo waved his hand, did not take the bundle of jade slips, and said: "Since the Ghost King Sect is unwilling, then there is no need to force it, in addition, the things arranged last time, you can start to prepare now, remember, you can't hurt Baguio!"

Zhou Xian Yilin, nodded and said, "Poor Dao knows." ”

Getting up from the chair, Qiu Li looked at the people under the eyes of the power, thought for a moment, and then said: "Your experience can continue, but you must not participate in the two realms of righteousness and demons at will. ”

"Disciple commands!" everyone bowed and clenched their fists.

Two years have passed in a hurry, and the time from the 'Seven Veins Martial Arts' is also gradually approaching.

A month before the 'Seven Veins Martial Arts', Tian Buyi completely put his mind on Zhang Xiaofan, and as for the other disciples, they were taught by Su Ru, and the screams also resounded on the Great Bamboo Peak.

In the past two years, Zhang Xiaofan's cultivation has only broken through one layer, although it has lost the momentum of the past, but it also makes Tian Buyi unhappy to find the north, and for the first time in Zhang Xiaofan's eyes, he showed a gentle side.

Because he was worried that Zhang Xiaofan would not be able to control the strength of his spiritual power, Tian Buyi stayed with Zhang Xiaofan every day during this month, carefully taught, and demonstrated some mysterious spells and magical powers, so that he could understand it carefully.

Zhang Xiaofan's cultivation has reached a higher level, and it has caused a lot of turmoil on Dazhu Peak, and a group of disciples led by Song Daren have stepped forward to say goodbye, but Tian Ling'er's face is ugly tight.

Half a year ago, she had secretly made a lifelong agreement with Qi Hao, and her mind was even more on Qi Hao, and when she learned that Zhang Xiaofan did not listen to her words and gave up cultivation, she inexplicably felt a trace of hatred for him.