It is said that Zhao Wanwei of later generations, Zhao Kunyuan of today, was reincarnated into Zhao Xiucai's family in Jiangjiazhuang, Maoshan, and twelve years have passed in a flash, and he has grown into a young man. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

On weekdays, I often accompany my father to study in the village school, and there are seven or eight children from my own village and a few children from other villages in the school, who gather to study together.

The Zhao family mostly relies on Xiucai to raise silkworms and spin yarn for a living, Zhao Xiucai is a person who does not understand the economy, it is difficult to feed a family of three only by bunching, fortunately, there is a reputation for Xiucai, Jiangjiazhuang is very polite to the Zhao family inside and outside, and the old patriarch often helps one or two, and the coarse tea and light rice are barely passable.

What makes Xiucai and his wife happy is that their baby son Zhao Kunyuan, who is smart in reading, treats people and things, is generous and decent, and everyone who understands it is not a thumbs up. The only thing that is a little worried is that I feel that my son is too old and has become, and his behavior is not much like a child, but fortunately, more than ten years have passed peacefully, and there is no difference, and slowly the husband and wife will not think it is strange, and feel that their son is so natural, and they will not delve into it anymore!

It is said that he wants his son to become a dragon, Zhao Xiucai has long been indifferent to the heart of the economic career, he does not make extravagant thoughts, only expects his son to be able to leap into the dragon gate, the lintel of the light gate, thinking that his son has been familiar with the four books for a long time, and the Five Classics have also been read through, and he will do the current text, and the law can also be written, even the big characters are also written in old and spicy, and he has not seen childishness, thinking about whether to take the children's test first this year, and the achievement of the prodigy is famous, and if he does not win, it will be regarded as a trial, so as to plan for the future.

Thinking of this, after dinner this day, Zhao Kunyuan was handed over to the house for a conversation, and the talented lady also twisted and spun yarn by the faint light of the oil lamp.

Zhao Kunyuan saw his parents and stood politely. Looking at his son's old appearance, Zhao Xiucai was happy and said, "My son doesn't need to be formal, I have something to tell you today." My Zhao family's ancestral home is Heze, Shandong, generations of scholars, your grandparents only in the township test there are a few people, I also show talent early, just because the flood destroyed that year, I live here, but also fade the heart of the scientific examination, only wish to be happy with the family, not to seek wealth and prosperity.

But I think you are really a seed of reading, if you only end up in the field, it is a pity that your talent, after all, you still have to take the exam is the right way to read, February is coming, if you participate in the county school children's test, you will be able to win, if you can enter the Xuan, you can get the teaching of Confucianism, it is better to be behind closed doors in me, and you can get some food, subsidize the family one or two, your mother also has less work, what do you think?"

Zhao Kunyuan nodded after hearing this: "It's all up to my father's arrangement, I just have to work hard." Zhao Xiucai was very satisfied with his son's meekness, and gave a few more instructions, and they each rested peacefully.

After more than ten days, almost to the county test period, the whole family got up early in the morning, worshiped the ancestral tablet, and finished breakfast, the luggage and materials had already been packed up, and there was no omission after checking several times, Zhao Xiucai ordered the lady a few words, and the father and son went out.

It is about sixty miles from Jiangjiazhuang to Jurong County, there are no cars and horses, only on foot, and Zhao Xiucai is weak, so it takes four or five hours to reach the county seat.

The two of them went all the way, planning to go to the city to rest before dark, but there were unforeseen storms and clouds, only after walking more than ten miles of mountain roads, it rained heavily, not far away is Sanmao Peak, there are no people left and right, father and son can only find a place to shelter from the rain.

It can happen that there is a small temple on the side of the road, only a big hall on the top of a hard mountain with four pillars and three rooms, and there are only a few big characters on the plaque on the temple door, and the gold paint has long fallen off, and it is not very distinguishable what it is. The father and son didn't care so much, and entered the temple to take shelter from the rain.

Zhao Xiucai counted on this was just a passing rain on the clouds, and the father and son could still hurry after it fell, but unfortunately the rain did not become smaller, if he went home to rest, he would have to walk more than ten miles back, and it was not a good strategy to go forward in the rain, so he had to rest in the broken temple tonight!

This broken temple clay sculpture has long been broken, there is not much left, only the clay sculpture of a military general dressed up on the platform in the middle, although it has been painted and peeled off, it can still be seen magnificently, the spirit is extraordinary, the weapon in hand is no longer there, and the posture of holding a sword is empty.

The two did not hesitate, fortunately, the dry food was complete, and they had a hasty lunch, a simple rest, and under the supervision of Zhao Xiucai, Zhao Kunyuan turned out the anthology of current literature and the chapters and sentences of the four books, and his father took a few tests, until the rain gradually stopped.

The temple was blind with black lights, and Zhao Xiucai was reluctant to spend wax, so he rested early.

This broken temple, outsiders do not know the details, it turned out that in the year when King Kang crossed the river, a local squire surnamed Wang, because of a righteous swordsman Qing Gu, passed on a few sword skills, and used a little innate iron essence to ignite a sword to give.

It's a pity that Squire Wang still has some worries about his family and country, seeing that the Song family is in danger and the mountains and rivers are broken, he violated the master's strict order to hide in the mountain gate and escape the world, and took dozens of hardcover men in the clan to the health escort. At the beginning, it can be said that the flag is victorious, and there is no opponent.

How could he not have studied the art for a long time, and met the left master of the left path who practiced the soul snatching art among the golden people, and the master also lost his life in vain because he did not follow the master's order.

Qi Wang Han Zhongwu pity his loyalty, to the imperial court to ask for the seal, posthumously awarded as the brave and resolute captain, the clan does not know the grade, only called the general, set up a three-entry family temple, called the Wang General Temple, also made the ancestral hall of the clan.

Later, Song Zuo finally declined, the Wang family moved south, and the temple was abandoned. When the statue of the Wang family was made, the sword of Wang Xiaowei was sealed in the clay sculpture to commemorate.

This iron essence is stored in the sword, both drank the blood of the enemy several times, but also received a few years of incense blessings, actually more and more psychic, often slipped out of the clay sculpture, wandering in the temple, occasionally the villagers peeped in, thought that the demon, this temple more and more no one dared to come.

Besides, the father and son rested peacefully, and when Zhao Xiucai fell asleep, Zhao Kunyuan got up and sat cross-legged, meditated and pranayama according to the nine turns of the true yuan formula, and the true qi returned nine times to seven times, walked the mud pill, only went up to the twelve-story building, entered the dantian, returned to the sea, and polished the true yuan. He also summoned Qingping's sword intent and played with him in the sea of knowledge.

Suddenly, this sword intent was agitated, and it was about to fly out. Zhao Kunyuan has been cultivating the Qingping Sword for more than ten years, and he has never accidentally put the sword down, firstly, because the sword intent is unstable and uncertain, he is afraid of provoking the worldly filth and damaging the Tao, and secondly, he is afraid that the things of the saint will be earth-shattering and attract outsiders to snoop, and this sword intent has been comforting in the sea of consciousness of the Divine Mansion.

Coincidentally, when encountering the iron essence out of the body at night, flying in the temple, the Qingping sword is the innate thing of the saint, and its sword intent is also the leader of the group, which is unparalleled in the world, because of the sword fetus, there is a lot less power, and it is necessary to use the essence of the five elements to polish the body to show the great mana of the Qingping sword.

Therefore, this sword intent sensed that the iron essence was like a hungry tiger encountering blood, so it was restless and excited.

Zhao Kunyuan fixed his eyes on the iron essence, like a white mist, the divine light was contained, the agility was abnormal, and it was fluctuating up and down, left and right. Heart Dao, if it is really the true essence of the innate Xuantie, if it can be refined for Qingping's sword intent, it will definitely be able to increase its merits.

Nai released the sword intent, shouted "disease", the sword intent only rushed to the iron essence with a clear light, the iron essence could not dodge back and forth, was wrapped in the blue light, and disappeared for a moment, the sword intent was still green, for Zhao Kunyuan to enter the sea of knowledge.

Visualizing the inner look again, Zhao Kunyuan looked at the sword intent, although it was only a little older than before, but the green light was more condensed, and the mana was already majestic between tossing and turning, which caused the spirit to be restless, and he forced himself to suppress it.

I was about to refine it slowly and become more handy, when I suddenly heard a muffled thunder in my ears, which seemed to fall directly from the outside of the Nine Heavens on top of the Yuan Shen, exploding from the outside to the inside, fainting, sweet in my mouth, and actually shaking my heart.

It turned out that at this time, it happened to cause the Scattered Immortal Tribulation.

In the past twelve years of practicing the Nine Turns True Yuan Jue, Zhao Kunyuan's deeds have been small, and he is no longer shallow, enough to enter the realm of the first turn, trigger the Heavenly Tribulation, and achieve scattered immortals.

However, the sage's practice has its own technique of stealing the sky, and it has always been hidden, but today, because Qingping's sword intent devoured the iron essence, the mana was naturally released, and the heavenly dao induction rained down the thunder. Unprepared in advance, he was caught off guard and was injured.

Thinking of this, Zhao Kunyuan didn't dare to be careless, the art of crossing the catastrophe had experience in his previous life, and Shangqing Daozang had more magic tricks, not only could he cross the catastrophe safely, but also could accept the thunder as the Shangqing Thunder Bead, which would be of great use in the future.

Booming thunder outside the sky sounded again, thunder robbery came again, Zhao Kun Yuannai released the Qingping sword, the green light was great, flew straight to the outside of the hall, and waved it directly towards the void, with a muffled sound, the second round of thunder robbery was actually broken by Qingping's sword intent.

Zhao Kunyuan smiled secretly, even if this saint's thing is a trace of sword intent, it is not easy to control, it is difficult to do it like an arm and finger for twelve years, if you want to collect the thunder and refine the thunder bead, you need to do it slowly, use the sword light to encircle the thunder fire, and then cast a spell to refine, as if it is directly broken like this, although there is no danger of lightning strikes, but there is also one less thunder bead.

Nai got up and walked out of the temple gate, slowly manipulating the clear light in the air. In a moment, there was a faint fire in the depths of the clouds in the sky, and the thunder was dull, but it did not start, and it was obvious that this thunder was more powerful than the other. After a while, a lightning bolt at the top of the cloud, accompanied by a rumbling thunder, slashed straight towards Zhao Kunyuan.

When Kun Yuan saw the opportunity, he summoned the sword light again, turned into a blue curtain to protect his whole body, pinched a thunder collection trick, and said something in his mouth. The tribulation thunder was like a milk swallow throwing into the forest, and it turned into a ball of white light and flew towards Zhao Kunyuan's hand, and then looked at it closely, it had already shrunk into a black thunder bead, and the treasure light on the surface was faint, like a living thing.

This is the Scattered Immortal Tribulation Thunder refined according to the secret method of the Shangqing Dynasty, when it is needed, it only needs to be thrown according to the thunder transformation recipe, and the great power of this Tribulation Thunder can be released, which can be used for great use in the future.

After this third tribulation thunder was refined, there was no movement in the air for a long time. Before the thunder had woken up Zhao Xiucai, he woke up and found that his son was not around, and there was no one in the hall when he looked around, and suddenly heard the sound outside the hall, and walked forward, and happened to see Zhao Kunyuan casting a spell to collect thunder at the door, and he was so shocked that he couldn't speak, and he exhaled heavily for a long time.

Zhao Kunyuan looked back when he heard this, and when he saw his father's frightened gaze, he also felt very abrupt, so he took a few steps forward and wanted to explain. At this moment, there was another thunder fire in the sky that actually hit Zhao Xiucai, Zhao Kunyuan couldn't help but fire namelessly, where his fingers were, Qingping's sword intent, went straight to the thunder, turned into a green curtain to wrap the thunder fire, recited the true recipe, and turned the fourth thunder into a thunder bead.

Just as he was about to speak, he only heard Zhao Xiucai shouting "Be careful", it turned out that this fifth thunderstorm had quietly approached and rushed straight to Zhao Kunyuan's top door.

There was no time to react in a hurry, or the sword intent was given by the saint after all, and the psychic was extraordinary, a sword light swept away, and the silent yin thunder was broken, and the sword light seemed to absorb infinite power, making it more mellow and flexible.

Zhao Kunyuan became more and more cautious, and he didn't have time to explain to his father, so he only concentrated on dealing with the rest of the thunderstorms.

Finally, the secret method of the Shangqing is unpredictable, and the ancestor of the mixed yuan also had the experience of crossing the immortal tribulation in his previous life, and the remaining few tribulations and thunders were refined by Kun Yuan, and a total of six thunder beads were obtained, which were in the bag.

Turning his head to Zhao Xiucai, he bowed deeply and said, "Father, the child has something to say." ”