The passing water flows eastward, the leaves fall one after another, and ten years have passed unconsciously, and now Luo Chen has become a young man in his early twenties. In the past ten years in Cangming Valley, Luo Chen has been cultivating hard, hoping that one day he will be able to succeed in his studies and defeat Wu Han, and of course, more importantly, he can have the strength to go out of the valley to find his mother and sister. But many things always backfired, no matter how hard he tried, his mind was always stagnant, and he didn't make much progress, only a small achievement in swordsmanship, but he only learned the form, and didn't understand the meaning.

Although he was born with immortal bones and was not afraid of the fire of the valley, but now in the eyes of everyone, he is a waste material with no cultivation qualifications, in the past ten years, the second elder Ji Xuan and the third elder Yan Zong of Cangming Valley have basically given up on him, only the old man Qingjian and Wu Han have been encouraging him, of course, the other disciples of Cangming Valley still take good care of Luochen, this little junior brother! Even so, Luo Chen has never given up on himself, because in his heart he always believes that he will succeed one day, no matter what others think, no matter what others say, he has been working hard! Maybe in the eyes of others, he is nothing, but in his own eyes, he is a hero who will never admit defeat and never bow to failure.

The sky was slightly bright, a young man wearing a dark gray plain silk shirt, a black and black stripe belt around his waist, and holding a long sword stood quietly on the cultivation ground of the Ming Tower, he had black and vertical hair, a pair of sharp black eyes under the handsome sword eyebrows, thin and lightly pursed lips, angular outlines, slender and tall but not rough figure, like an eagle in the blue sky, cold and arrogant but domineering, and exuding a strong force that was proud of the world and independent of the world.

Suddenly, I saw a flash of sword light, hissing through the wind, like a dragon shuttling, sometimes light as a swallow, pointing the sword, sometimes suddenly like lightning, and the fallen leaves collapsed. Maybe it's an illusion, maybe it's the relationship between the environment, the young man's sword posture reveals the arrogant temperament of being at the top of the mountain, at a glance, it seems to be right in front of him, but it seems to be on a lonely peak far away, and the distance that is difficult to grasp is almost unpredictable. After a few swords, the young man's eyes were like lightning, he saw through the void, and his body suddenly jumped up, as if he was slaughtering from the top of the peak, the sword light flashed, and a sword mark one inch deep and two feet long appeared on the boulder next to the cultivation ground, which was clean and neat.

The young man put away his long sword and put it behind his back, only to see an old man and a young woman walking from the side of the cultivation ground, the old man was full of white hair, his eyes were blazing, and he looked like a fairy. The woman was dressed in a pale pink gown with a white gauze over, revealing a graceful neck and clearly visible collarbones. Three thousand green silk is tied up with a hairband, a butterfly hairpin is inserted in the head, and a strand of green silk hangs down on the chest, only adding color. The faint red color on the cheeks creates a delicate and lovely petal-like feeling, and the whole person looks like a butterfly flying in the wind.

The old man and the woman came to Luo Chen's side, and when Luo Chen saw this, he immediately greeted him and said, "Master, senior sister, you see how well I practice my swordsmanship!"

Wu Han walked around Luo Chen, nodded slightly, and said, "Yes, but your swordsmanship is a bit flashy, and it is still 108,000 miles behind me, so you have to continue to work hard!"

Luo Chen snorted coldly and said, "I'm too lazy to pay attention to you!" After the words fell, Luo Chen leaned towards the old man and said, "Master, why don't you teach me a few more tricks and let me defeat her!"

The old man touched his white beard and said with a smile: "Swordsmanship cares not about form, if you want to cultivate superior swordsmanship, you must first comprehend the meaning of swordsmanship!

Wu Han, who was on the side, stepped forward after hearing the old man's words and said, "Little junior brother Luochen, did you hear it, even the master said so, if you want to defeat me, you have to continue to work hard!"

Luo Chen hesitated for a moment, and said to the old man: "Master, I will work hard to cultivate my mind, but now can you teach me a few more tricks, I just can't get used to seeing Senior Sister and her appearance!"

The old man shook his head slightly, and continued: "Freezing three feet, it's not a day's cold, if you want to defeat her, you have to take your time! After all, your senior sister is now in the realm of human immortals!"

Luo Chen glanced at Wu Han and said, "What's so great about human immortals, I'm still an immortal!"

When the words fell, a voice suddenly came from the side, saying: "Master is right, three feet of ice, not a day's cold, but this has been ten years, don't say three feet, you don't even have three inches, and you still want to reach the realm of immortals, you really don't know the height of the sky!" Since the merger of Cangta and Mingta, he has been staying in Cangta to cultivate, worshiping under the door of the third elder Yan Zong, although he calls the old man Qingjian the master on weekdays, but that is just a courtesy, and the old man Qingjian has never taught him anything. Su Ze was not very comfortable in Cangming Valley on weekdays, and often bullied the disciples of the previous Ming Tower. Therefore, Luo Chen has become his best target, whether it is in words or actions, Luo Chen is often played with by him, but fortunately, there is Wu Han every time, so Su Ze did not succeed, so in Su Ze's eyes, Luo Chen is a hypocrite living under the protection of a woman. Of course, this is only his side of the story, and others do not think so.

Before Luo Chen could speak, Wu Han on the side couldn't look at it anymore, and said, "Su Ze, why are you everywhere! Don't you stay in Cangta to cultivate, and come here to be beaten? The long sword in my hand doesn't have eyes!"

Su Ze smiled and continued: "I know that Wu Han's little junior sister's long sword doesn't have eyes, but some people don't have eyes, they have been cultivating hard for ten years, but they have achieved nothing, if it were me, I would have drawn my sword and killed myself, I really live a nest!"

Luo Chen walked up to Su Ze expressionlessly, and said coldly: "Who do you say doesn't have eyes?

Su Ze glanced at Luo Chen, and then said, "Yo, someone doesn't recruit themselves, I'll just say you, what's wrong?"

Luo Chen's fist was already squeaking, and he wanted to kill the person in front of him with one punch, but it didn't have that ability. At this time, the white-haired old man on the side spoke: "Okay! Su Ze, what are you doing here at the Ming Tower?"

Su Ze arched his hand at the old man and replied, "Gu Master, my master invited you to Cangta to discuss matters, and I specially asked me to pick you up!"

After listening to Su Ze's words, the old man paused before he said, "Yan Zong came to me so early to discuss matters, do you know what?"

Su Ze shook his head slightly and replied, "Master didn't say it, he just asked me to come to the Ming Pagoda to pick you up!"

After the words fell, the old man looked in the direction of Cangta, then looked at Luo Chen and Wu Han, and said, "You two continue to practice swords, I'll go to Cangta to see what the three elders are looking for me!"

Luo Chen and Wu Han nodded one after another, and said in unison, "You go, Master!" After the words fell, the old man followed Su Ze in the direction of Cangta.

After the old man left, Wu Han smiled and said, "Let's start!" and then the two of them practiced swordsmanship. In the past ten years, they have been practicing together, and many times, Luo Chen's swordsmanship has been taught by Wu Han.

There are more and more Cangming disciples on the cultivation ground, and they are all flying with the sword, one meeting, one time down, so lively. Seeing this, Luo Chen put away the long sword in his hand and said to Wu Han: "Senior sister, why don't you also teach me the art of sword flying!

Flying with the sword, for Wu Han, she had learned it as early as ten years ago, but for Luo Chen, he didn't even learn the fur, it wasn't that the old man Qingjian hadn't taught him, but he couldn't learn it at all.

Wu Han sighed and said, "Little Brother Luochen, it's not that Senior Sister doesn't want to teach you, it's that you can't learn at all!"

Looking at Luo Chen's envious expression, Wu Han continued: "Who made me your senior sister, come on, I'll teach you the art of sword flying!"

Wu Han first asked Luo Chen to put the long sword in his hand on the ground, and then said: "Like me, let the sword fly first, you have to feel your sword with your heart, communicate with it with your heart, the art of the sword is not in shape, you can feel it slowly!"

Luo Chen looked at the long sword on the ground and said, "Senior sister, it's this trick every time, can you change it to something fresh?" Is there any shortcut, you can teach me!"

Wu Han shook his head and said, "There is no shortcut, hurry up and talk to your sword!"

Luo Chen walked to the side of the long sword, closed his eyes slightly, and kept chanting in his mouth: "Long sword, long sword, can you hear me? If you can hear it, you can give me a reaction!" Although his mouth kept muttering, his mind was blank, nothing!

Somehow, Luo Chen suddenly heard a voice: "Luo Chen Luo Chen, I am a long sword, can you hear me?" Luo Chen was overjoyed when he heard the sound, he immediately opened his eyes and shouted: "I heard the sound of the sword, I heard the sword... "Shouting here, he suddenly stopped, because he found that Wu Han's mouth was leaning against his ear, and then Luo Chen reacted, it turned out that the sound he heard just now was actually from Wu Han, he turned his head sideways and looked at Wu Han, looking a little embarrassed.

Wu Leng snorted and said, "You're a slut!"

Luo Chen smiled and said, "You're not a slut, I just thought it was the long sword on the ground talking to me, that's why... Senior sister, you don't remember villains, don't be angry, don't be angry!"

Wu Leng glanced at him coldly and said, "Hippie smiling face, hurry up and practice the sword!"

Luo Chen smiled slightly and said, "Okay!"

Immediately, Luo Chen closed his eyes again, quietly felt the long sword on the ground, and tried to communicate with it, but the result was the same as usual, the long sword on the ground only moved slightly, and fell to the ground again before it could fully fly. Such a result had long been expected by Wu Han, and when he practiced the art of the sword in the past, it was like this every time. Now in the Cangming Valley, except for Luo Chen, everyone else has learned the art of the sword.

Luo Chen stood on the spot and pointed vigorously at the long sword on the ground, and kept shouting: "You get up for me, get up!" However, at this time, only the sound of "porphyry" came, and Wu Han on the side immediately pinched his nose with his hand, and roared in disgust: "Stinky to death, you are too disgusting!"

Luo Chen took a deep breath and said, "No way, in order to practice the art of the sword, I even let out a fart!"

Wu Han shook his head helplessly, and said, "You continue, I'll go first!" After saying that, Wu Han turned around and left!

Seeing this, Luo Chen immediately asked loudly, "Senior sister, where are you going?" Wu Han waved his hand and did not answer him. Looking at the back of Wu Han leaving, Luo Chen touched his nose and said to himself: "I don't believe in this evil, the art of the sword, what's so great, I will definitely be able to learn it!"