The ball of light is getting bigger and bigger, and the thunder and lightning flashing in the ball of light are getting bigger and bigger, the white-haired old man slowly stood up, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand, and let Luo Chen hide behind him, and said to Cangjun: "Don't you still think there are not enough people who have died?

Cangjun looked up to the sky and laughed three times, and said coldly: "You said how painful these mortals are to live, I am helping them, helping them to get out of the sea of suffering and regain their lives!

Luo Chen frowned, stepped forward from behind the white-haired old man, and said to Cangjun in front of him: "Don't hurt the old man, you bad guy! You stole the thunder of the deserted village, killed my father and grandfather, and so many villagers, I will definitely avenge them with my own hands!"

Cangjun couldn't help laughing again, he looked at the young man in front of him, and said, "Little ghost, do you still want to avenge them? I don't think you have such an opportunity in your life, and now I will send you to see your father and grandfather!"

When the words fell, I saw Cangjun violently push the ball of light in his hand towards the white-haired old man and Luo Chen. Although the white-haired old man was seriously injured, his speed was still amazingly fast, and in the blink of an eye, he took Luo Chen to dodge the attack of the light ball. I saw that the ball of light smashed into the ground, smashing the ground into a huge crater, and there were many cracks around the pit. Seeing that the blow missed, Cangjun immediately chased after him, blocking the way of the white-haired old man and Luo Chen. Cangjun stood in front of the white-haired old man and smiled coldly, and said, "Old thing, do you still want to escape?

As the words fell, another huge ball of light hit the white-haired old man, this time, Cangjun's speed was extremely fast, and he didn't give the white-haired old man a chance to escape at all. Seeing that the ball of light was about to hit him, the white-haired old man knew that this time he was in a catastrophe, so he immediately threw Luo Chen behind him, and then walked towards the ball of light. When Luo Chen fell heavily to the ground, the white-haired old man had already collided with the ball of light, the power of the ball of light was huge, and silver-white lightning struck the white-haired old man's body, leaving a deep wound.

The lightning was still there, and the old man was already covered in bruises and was dying, so Cangjun withdrew the ball of light, and the white-haired old man also fell to the ground. Luo Chen ran to the old man with all his strength, touched the old man's body with his hand, and felt a tingling sensation coming, and the power left by the ball of light still remained in the old man's body. Cangjun shook his head slightly, and walked towards the white-haired old man and Luo Chen, when he came to the two of them, he smiled faintly, and said: "Old thing, I, Cangjun, will send you on the road today, for the sake of the same family, I will give you a good time!"

When the words fell, the ball of light in Cangjun's hand lit up again, and it seemed that this time he was going to end this battle completely. However, just as the ball of light in his hand was getting bigger and bigger, the sky suddenly darkened, and a strong wind blew, and in an instant the air seemed to freeze, making people breathless. The three of them looked up at the same time, and saw a huge strange bird appear in the sky, and it was flying towards the bank of the Luo River.

The big bird got closer and closer, and a surprised expression appeared on the faces of the white-haired old man and Cangjun at the same time, especially Cangjun, who even began to panic. When the big bird came to the top of the Luo River, the whole bank of the Luo River became dark, because the big bird's outstretched wings blocked the light. The big bird hovered in the sky and let out a piercing cry, its feathers were like white jade, its eyes were like crystals, its head was black jade, and its feet were long with four three-foot claws, which was very terrifying.

The white-haired old man looked at this huge strange bird, exclaimed, and said, "Xuanniao, ancient Xuanniao!"

Obviously, the white-haired old man and Cangjun both recognized this bird, but at this time, in addition to surprise, there was a trace of joy on the white-haired old man's face, and on that Cangjun's face, in addition to surprise, there was also a trace of uneasiness and fear. Only Luo Chen alone had an inexplicable trace of warmth in his heart, he was not afraid of the huge bird in front of him, but had an indescribable sense of intimacy.

Xuanniao spreads its wings, covering the sky and the sun, today the thunder was stolen, the blood ape wiped out the village, and the culprit Cangjun who caused all this is now on the bank of the Luo River, Xuanniao must be here for this matter, whether it is a white-haired old man or Cangjun, it is naturally very clear in his heart!

Finally, the Xuanniao landed on the ground with a gust of wind, and it stood on the bank of the Luo River, like a big mountain, and its spar-like eyes exuded bursts of majesty, which made people shudder. It looked at Luo Chen and the three of them, and then raised its head to the sky and roared, the cry resounded through the earth, and the birds and beasts in the forest were frightened to run around, and even the fish in the Luo River sank in the stone crevices at the bottom of the river, not daring to swim.

Cangjun knew that something was wrong and wanted to find an opportunity to escape, so he slowly retreated backwards while watching the movement of the Xuanniao. Cangjun's current appearance is really funny, just now he was obviously majestic, but suddenly he turned into a turtle with a shrunken head, looking frightened. Seeing that Cangjun wanted to escape, the Xuanniao's eyes lit up with rage, it flapped its wings slightly, and a gust of wind headed towards Cangjun. The strong wind passed, the sand and gravel flew sideways, the grass and trees were destroyed, Cangjun saw that the strong wind was coming, he had nowhere to dodge, so he had to bite the head and face the wind, but how could he be the opponent of Xuanniao. At the moment when Cangjun came into contact with the strong wind, he was blown upside down and flew several feet away, and fell heavily to the ground. Although the strong wind is strong, it will not kill Cangjun, after all, he is also an immortal in Cangming Valley.

The strong wind blew, just giving Cangjun a chance to escape, and he immediately jumped up and flew forward. Seeing this, the Xuanniao let out a long roar, and suddenly two fireballs flew out of its eyes, heading straight for Cangjun, who was about to escape. Cangjun reacted extremely quickly, the thunder and lightning in his hand had already taken shape, he used all his strength to push the thunder and lightning towards the fireball, the two forces collided together, and instantly emitted a huge energy wave, and the energy wave quickly spread around, seeing that he was about to hit the injured white-haired old man and Luo Chen, Xuanniao immediately made a decision and immediately blocked the energy wave with his wings.

Cangjun didn't have such good luck, the energy wave hit him, he flew upside down, fell heavily to the ground, and then felt a sharp pain in his chest, and blood spurted out of his mouth violently. Xuanniao folded his wings, turned his head to look at the white-haired old man and Luo Chen, and then said, "Take good care of this child!" Obviously, Xuanniao's words were for the white-haired old man. When the words fell, Xuanniao spread his wings and left, and when he left, he also took back the thunder stolen by Cangjun and returned it to the deserted village, and at the same time, it also took away the seriously injured Cangjun.

Xuanniao's words lingered in the white-haired old man's mind, although he still didn't know why Xuanniao asked him to take care of the child in front of him, he vaguely felt that Xuanniao seemed to care about this child. As an immortal, he has such a sense of perception.

Xuanniao left, Cangjun was seriously injured, the thunder returned to its place, the blood ape returned to the mountain, and everything returned to calm, but at this time, the deserted village has become a ruin, and the villagers are almost dead and injured, and if you want to rebuild the deserted village, I'm afraid it will take some time!

Luo Chen took the white-haired old man back to his home in the east of the village, and with the help of the white-haired old man, he buried his father Luo Qi and the old village chief on the hill next to the thatched house. Just when the old village chief and Luo Qi were in the ground, there was suddenly goose feather snow in the sky, and the snowflakes fell on the ground one by one, covering the blood stains and the smell of blood on the ground, and putting on a silver-white new dress for the deserted village. Luo Chen knelt in front of the graves of the old village chief and Luo Qi, his heart was extremely sad, and he said to himself: "Grandpa, Daddy, you can go with peace of mind, I will be a strong man, no matter how bumpy and rugged the road in the future, Luo Chen will go down bravely! Don't worry, I will definitely find my mother and sister!"

The white-haired old man took off the wine jug at his waist, poured the wine in the jug in front of the grave, and said, "The old man felt very guilty for failing to stop Cangjun in time and causing the villagers to die innocently and tragically. You can settle down here, and I will take good care of this child!"

Luo Chen wiped a handful of tears and continued: "Grandpa, father, I'm going to follow my grandfather to Cangming Valley to learn skills, and when I learn skills, I'll go to my mother and sister!"

Snowflakes swept across the sky, only to see a white expanse between heaven and earth, snowflakes fell from the sky one after another, as if a white tent had been pulled up all around, and the earth became covered in silver. Counting nine cold days, ice and snow, the whole deserted village seems to be frozen. The cold wind blew, the snowflakes fell with the wind, and Luo Chen and the white-haired old man walked on the path in the forest, slowly moving forward.

The snowdrifts that had accumulated on the branches suddenly fell, just falling on the heads of Luo Chen and the old man, Luo Chen shook his head, shook off the falling snow, and said, "What a lot of snow, old man, who are you?

The old man smiled faintly and replied: "I am the master of Cangming Valley, everyone likes to call me the old man of the green sword, as for what kind of place Cangming Valley is, you will naturally know when you get there!"

Luo Chen looked up at the old man of Qingjian, and continued to ask: "You are the master of Ming, the person who stole the thunder is Cangjun, you are all immortals of Cangming Valley, why is he so bad?"

"Who can tell the truth about the things of the world! The human heart is unpredictable, who can see through everything, the immortals can't do it, and the mortals are even more powerless! Child, you have to remember that only when you become strong can you let more bad guys be caught!" said the old man Qingjian earnestly.

Luo Chen nodded thoughtfully and said, "Old man, you must know the masked man who robbed my mother and sister, do you know where he went?"

The old man Qingjian shook his head slightly, and replied: "He is a person from Cangming Valley, ten years ago I rescued him when I went out of the valley and took him as a disciple, who would have thought that this person was wolf-hearted, and actually betrayed me, voted for Cangjun's disciple, and informed Cangjun of the thunderstorm in the deserted village, which led to the catastrophe of the deserted village today, hey, blame me, blame me!"

Luo Chen hesitated for a moment, as if he had thought of something, but he didn't say it. Passing through the forest paths and over the mountains, an old man and a young man are slowly moving forward on this vast land, they are like a drop in the ocean, but they can go on firmly. The young man was full of fighting spirit and looked forward to the next life, but he didn't know that the road behind was full of thrills and thorns.