The lights are brilliant and the night is dark.

People come and go in the Red Leaf Valley, the river is endless, and several restaurants in the valley are overcrowded, and everyone is talking about today's fighting competition.

After the daytime fighting method competition, He Qi thought he was a celebrity, originally he was the first in the fighting method, and the future was bright, but he was instantly burdened by the spiritual root qualifications, and among the four selected disciples, he was the only miscellaneous disciple.

"Here, this cup of snow red"

"It's really cool today, I didn't expect that my Liu Mazi would also have an outburst day, earning 10,000 spirit stones a day!" shouted a loose cultivator who was victorious, and this person was full of red face.

It is not easy to cultivate casually, people who have no ability, 10,000 spirit stones is a huge number for them, some of them can't earn this amount in their lifetime, the Mei family's super handicap, something went wrong, He Qi won the championship, according to the proportion, He Qi got nearly seventy or eighty thousand spirit stones, compared to this small fortune, He Qi got the identity of a miscellaneous disciple more important.

Momiji Valley.

Nangong Luo was drunk in a small room, with a smile and anger on his face, "Wow!"

Nangong vomited in his mouth, squirted out a mouthful of wine, and a strong and disgusting sour and intoxicated breath filled the entire room, and the joy and sorrow of the day stimulated him too much.

"Hehe, hey, reward me with [peerless exercises]!" The drunken Nangong Luo took out the exercises that brought him hope and made him laugh and talk about by everyone.

【Nine Swords of Sorrow】

Nangong Luo's divine sense probed into it, and his face was slowly drunk, his face was stunned, his face changed and changed, and finally he was ecstatic.

"What a clever sword technique, compared to it, my Wuluo Mountain's [Wuluo Heart Sutra] is not worth mentioning at all!"

"Could it be that Liu Baihe wanted to tease me, but he didn't see it clearly, and threw a peerless exercise book to me!"

"Yes, it must be so!"

"Otherwise, who would throw out such a clever exercise book to tease people!

"It's not good! I have to leave the Red Leaf Valley quickly, I can't wait for Liu Baihe to find out that I gave the wrong exercise!"

Nangong Luo seemed to wake up all of a sudden, wiped the vomit from his mouth, and hurriedly flashed out of the small courtyard.

Nangong Luo's view of the [Nine Swords of Sorrow] is a peerless exercise, and Liu Baihe's view of the [Nine Swords of Sorrow" is not worth mentioning, the same exercise, there is no change in the slightest, but the vision of the people who look at it is different, and the value given in their hearts is huge.

At the same time, this is still a difference in class, the Tianyan Sword Sect stands at the top of the Southern Wilderness cultivators, and a technique casually thrown out by the inner disciples is a peerless inheritance in the eyes of the scattered cultivators.

This is the gap, and this is the original motivation for He Qi to squeeze into the sect of the strong like a forest.

Miscellaneous disciples!

It was just inferior in the Sword Sect, and in the eyes of others, He Qi thought that he had climbed the branch at this time, although he did not realize the transformation of the sparrow into a phoenix.

When the courtyard was small, a table was also set.

The three Li brothers supported the 100 spirit stones in friendship, which increased more than ten times, and made a windfall. Li Haizhi regretted that he didn't bet all the three of them with a net worth of 300 spirit stones at that time.

Just when they were enjoying a drink, the Mei family's Liqiong Pavilion was also full of guests.

The Mei family considered Mei Lin's future, and Di Qin would be his strong support in the future, so the Mei family had the intention of befriending Di Qin when he was not making a career, and he was extremely praised by Di Qin.

As for Mei Lin himself, he thought that he was not charming and that he was fascinated by himself, and he kept complimenting Bai Chudie.

Bai Chudie knew that her extraordinary talent was still above Mei Lin, and Liu Baihe hinted that she had another chance to become an inner disciple, this woman's mentality was not to see herself as a rootless cultivator, and Mei Lin, the first son of Fang Yuan's thousands of miles, was regarded as unattractive in her eyes, just like an unprovoked passerby.

Cool breeze, light moon.

After the noise of the dinner, there is the loneliness of parting.

Liu Yiyi stood alone in front of the small window, the moonlight like water peeked out from the clouds, shone into the hut, and a slender shadow was reflected on the ground, Liu Yiyi looked out the window, a big willow tree in the courtyard was full of shadows in the night, Liu Yiyi looked stunned.

Suddenly, with a light sigh behind him, Liu Yiyi looked back, and there was a young man of twenty-five or sixteen in the room, this person had sword eyebrows and starry eyes, his nose was like a hanging gall, he was very handsome, and he couldn't see what the material was in a gorgeous cyan robe, only a faint glow appeared on the robe, and it should be a superb spiritual weapon that was only one line away from the magic weapon.

Liu Yiyi said angrily: "Who are you, how did you enter my room?"

The man smiled indifferently, didn't answer, slowly walked to the window a few steps, and stood beside Liu Yiyi.

Liu Yiyi subconsciously took a few steps back, and said sharply: "This is the elegant courtyard where the Mei family entertains distinguished guests, not everyone can break in, if you don't leave, it will alarm the Mei family, and it will not be good for you." ”

Liu Yiyi's voice was deliberately a little louder, but when she looked out of the window, no one in the nearby rooms noticed the abnormality here.

The man smiled contemptuously and said, "Mei family, Mei Chengmiao has to be respectful when she sees me!"

"And you don't have to bother, this room is cut off by my divine sense, even if they are close at hand, I can't hear your voice," the man continued, dismissing Liu Yiyi's intention to call for help.

Liu Yiyi didn't know who Mei Chengmiao he was talking about! But thinking about which big man in the Mei family it should be, Mei Yiyi took a step back, and asked in horror: "Senior, what do you mean by this?"

"You need not be afraid, I have no ill will towards you," the man said gently, "Don't you feel a strange affection when you see me?"

"You look really similar to Tongxinyu, is she okay, why didn't she come!"

Liu Yiyi's heart was sour, seeing the man's strange eyes looking at her, Liu Yiyi suddenly had an expectation in her heart for many years, and asked in a trembling voice: "Are you ...... and you are ......"

The two words that I want to say are blocked in my throat, but it seems that there is an invisible diaphragm blocked in my heart, and I can't say those two words.

The man smiled indifferently and said softly, "Yes, I'm your father!"

When Liu Yiyi heard this, her heart seemed to rise like a huge wave, and she came to Red Leaf Valley on the order of her mother, and Liu Yiyi vaguely guessed that this must be a major connection with her life experience.

From childhood to adulthood, the father who had shouted in his heart thousands of times stood in front of him like this, much younger than he imagined, a few years older than himself, and more like two generations than his mother's old appearance.

My father saw it, but it's ridiculous that I don't know my father's name.

"Is the heart talk okay?"

Liu Yiyi's nose was sour, and she held back the tears that were about to fall and said, "My mother is gone!"

The man's expression darkened, and he replied in frustration, "Oh." After waiting for a few breaths, he said with a little sadness: "Xinyu was injured when she was pregnant with you, and she broke the origin, and she still had to give birth to you." ”

"At that time, my father was too busy to take care of himself, and he couldn't take care of your mother, so he could only watch her being expelled from the sect, I sent her to the Red Leaf Valley and asked Cheng Miao to take care of her, but I didn't expect that in just sixteen years, it would be life and death!"

When Liu Yiyi heard this, her face turned pale for a moment, and it was the first time she knew that the reason why her mother's illness could not be cured.

Liu Yiyi's father, who was immersed in sadness for a while, didn't see Liu Yiyi's expression different, and said: "Has your mother ever told you about these things!"

Liu Yiyi was going to say that her mother had never spoken about it, but when the words came to her mouth, the ghost said in a ghostly manner: "My mother has told Yiyi about it!"

"Well, yes, the bitterness of the heart can only be told to you, she went out of the sect with shame on her back, I was unstable in the sect at that time, your aunt's family is powerful, I can't afford to offend, I have to rely on her family to gain a foothold in the sect......"

When Liu Yiyi heard the word "eldest mother", her heart was shocked and asked, "Who is the eldest mother?"

Liu Yiyi's father looked stunned and said, "You don't know?"

Liu Yiyi's original excitement and grievance when she saw her father turned into deep suspicion, and asked, "Did you originally have a wife, and then found my mother!"

The man looked at Liu Yiyi deeply, and said slowly: "I'll tell you a story:

A long time ago, in a dilapidated family of cultivators surnamed Yang, a boy was born.

When the boy was born, his parents had high hopes that he could revive the family style and glorify the sect, so they specially named the child Chengzong.