In the early morning of the next day, the faint light of dawn penetrated the cracks of the bamboo house, imprinting three blurred figures on the ground.

"I already know the contents of the letter, Dugu's old friend's original intention was to let me accept you as a disciple, but I want to ask about worry-free first, are you willing?" asked the masked man patiently.

"Senior Zhong, the son of the world is still old, and the younger generation is willing to answer for him!" Nian Yun, who was eager to protect the lord, replied first.

"No! A cultivator must not go against his will! I must know his wishes!"

Carefree and delicate face appeared with unprecedented firmness, and he said to the mysterious masked man in front of him: "I am willing! As long as I can take revenge, I am willing to do anything!"

The masked man nodded his head knowingly and said, "From now on, you will be my last disciple!"

"Knock on the teacher!" After hearing this, Wuwu smiled and bowed down under Zhong Shenxiu.

"As a descendant of the Dugu family, you are gifted in swordsmanship, but you are only cultivating one way, innate talent, acquired hard work, and chance are indispensable!

"It's the master!

"At the age of twelve, you have cultivated to the peak of the Qi cultivation period, which shows your hard work! The innate conditions and basic realms of cultivation, you must have understood, the innate difference between cultivators and mortals is the spiritual root, and if you have any attribute of the five elements, or a mutated attribute, you have the innate qualification to cultivate immortals! The Dugu family is a kendo family, and most of the clans are metallic spiritual roots! You also belong to this! As for the cultivation realm, it is divided into: 12 layers of qi training, the third stage of foundation building, In the third phase of the Jiedan, after that is the three realms of condensing infants, up is the realm of transforming gods, and the realm of transcending tribulations and ascending to the realm of true immortals, and then up is the cultivation realm of the realm of true immortals! The realm of true immortals has jurisdiction over countless human realms, and there are countless boundless continents in each human realm, and there are countless countries in each continent! Therefore, it is necessary to know that outsiders are outside the mountains!"

"Yes, master!" Carefree little face was full of awe for Zhong Shenxiu, and his head was like a chicken eating rice, and he kept nodding down......

There is no time for cultivation, and ten years have passed in a flash.

Under Zhong Shengxiu's words and deeds, the worry-free cultivation realm and swordsmanship realm have advanced by leaps and bounds. Due to the early laying of the foundation, he successfully broke through to the middle stage of foundation building, and the Dugu family, as one of the nine great families of the Tianyuan Continent, has its own uniqueness, his efforts have been in vain, and the use of swordsmanship has become more and more proficient, gradually reaching the realm of swordsmanship and gathering swords.

In the past ten years, Wuwu often reminisced about his childhood, and sometimes even saw his father and grandfather in his dreams, as if they had never left him, but when he woke up the next day, he was alone.

"Why am I alone?"

But no one answered him, only a jade flute that was even more silent than him.

"When my father handed over the jade flute to me, he said that the jade flute was the treasure of the six demon sects of the Demon Gate ten thousand years ago, and it was also the key to unlocking the secret treasure of the Demon Sect. After my Dugu family exterminated the Six Dao Demon Sects, I obtained this jade flute by chance. However, in the past ten years, I have been keeping this jade flute close to me, except for the fact that its flute sound attracts the attention of insects, fish, birds and beasts, it seems to be no different from ordinary jade flute......"

"No! Since it can attract the attention of insects, fish, birds and beasts, then this is a magic weapon to blow a certain kind of sound skill?

On the top of Tianmu Mountain, under the blue sky and white clouds, a man in his twenties with a sword, dressed in a green robe, holding a jade flute tightly in his hand, on his resolute face, there was a look of sudden enlightenment, and his eyes revealed a bit of irrepressible joy.

"Little worry-free!You come to the top of the mountain again to blow your broken flute!" A purple-clothed girl in her twenties quietly appeared behind the sword-bearing man with a spirit fox, the purple-clothed girl was slim, and a pair of peach blossom eyes seemed to be seductive, so that Dugu Wuwu did not dare to look directly, and the three thousand green silk wore a golden step, accompanied by the woman's movement, like the light sound of musical instrument knocking echoed in the air, which made people's souls rejoice.

"Senior sister, I'm nearly twenty-two years old now, where is my child!" Dugu replied.

"But you're younger than me!" Ruotong then teased.

Carefree muttered in a low voice: "Isn't it just two years younger than you?!"

Ten years later, the flowers bloom and fall.

At this time, Zhong Ruotong has come out and gone, walking slowly, like a fairy in a painting that is not stained with red dust.

"You're only in the middle stage of foundation building, and I'm in the late stage of foundation building!, so your realm is also lower than mine!" Ruo Tong stuck out his tongue and said.

"You-" Worry-free froze for a while and said, "Ignore you!"

"Hey, don't go! Little worry-free, who will accompany me when you leave?!"

Worry-free hurriedly unfolded his body, and the bottom of the horn was smeared with oil, and flew away from the top of Tianmu Mountain.

He has worked hard in the past ten years, and it took such a short time to enter the middle stage of foundation building. But his senior sister Ruotong is like a demon, always a little higher than herself. Although Zhong Ruotong grew up with his childhood sweetheart and has been intimate since childhood, he has also brought a lot of joy to himself in the past ten years, but he is always pressed by women, and there is always an inexplicable grievance in his heart......

In the Kunlun Mountain Range, on the southeast edge of the Kunlun Sect's mountain protection array, a group of women wearing palace clothes and veils drove spirit birds around the five-colored carts pulled by the three cyan dragons, patiently waiting outside the large array.

After a while, several clusters of light appeared in the large array.

As soon as the light flickered, the disciples of the Kunlun faction appeared, led by a man and a woman.

After ten years of retreat, the moon boy has reached the middle stage of cultivation, and his eyes look even more bewitching.

The woman's posture is graceful, and her hands and feet reveal a graceful and luxurious atmosphere at the same time, but also without losing the style.

"Brother Yun! The ten-year learning period has arrived! I don't know when we will see each other, you have to take care of yourself!" the woman said to the man beside her affectionately.

In order to realize the mutual restraint between the cultivation realm and the various dynasties, the various sects would send disciples to each dynasty to garrison, and each dynasty would symbolically send the children of the imperial family to the sect to learn the cultivation method.

"There is Her Royal Highness Princess Lao who is concerned! The assassination of the remnants of the Dugu family will be left to Her Royal Highness Princess for the time being!" replied the man in white.

"Brother Yun's enemy is my Princess Taiping's enemy! Not to mention that Dugu Wuwu is still hiding in my Gu Chu's territory!"

"Yun is grateful here month by month!"

"As long as Brother Yun doesn't forget about Shang'er!"

The prince of the moon was silent, holding the slender jade hand of Princess Taiping, and accompanied him step by step out of the big array, and the heavy snow in the sky was like goose feathers, falling one after another, falling in the snow peaks below, and gradually disappearing......