At night, there was silence all around, and the lights had already been turned off at Wang's blacksmith's house, which was closest to Xiao Qingfeng's courtyard.

In the small courtyard, next to the ancient well, under the ancient tree. Xiao Qingfeng was holding a quaint wooden box in his hand. There was also visible dirt on the wooden box, and there was a mud pit at his feet. It was clear that the wooden box was the one he had just taken out of the mud pit.

"Master, please forgive the disciple for being unfilial. Looking at the wooden box, Xiao Qingfeng said softly.

The events of the day had too much impact on him, even though it was only a few dozen breaths of time, although he had some speculations about this world, and even more guessed that his parents in this life were not ordinary people.

But when he actually saw the youkai open his mouth and move with his sword, he still had a strong sense of unease. In particular, the word ant made him feel so vulnerable, as if his life was not in his hands at all. Maybe not as if, but as a fact. No one can take this kind of thing lightly, and he is no exception.

After the events of the day, for the first time, the thought of becoming stronger rose in his heart. People who have died once still have a strong fear of death. As the saying goes, there is a great terror between life and death. He didn't want to die, and he didn't want to die inexplicably. In this world where there are cultivators and demons, maybe immortality is possible, and at worst it can prolong life.

Thinking of this, he ignored the instructions of the master before his death, and took out the wooden box in advance.

Returning to the house with the wooden box, Xiao Qingfeng couldn't help but think of the scene of his master's death.

"Feng'er, as a teacher, he has buried the most important inheritance of the teacher's lineage under the ancient tree in the small courtyard. You have to wait for your cultivation to break through to the Qi Refining Realm before you take it out. Remember!

"Master, it's not that Feng'er doesn't listen to you, but that Feng'er is already stunned, if you don't correct it, Feng'er will be difficult to enter Qi refining in this life, Feng'er's behavior today, I hope Master will forgive you. ”

Taking a deep breath, Xiao Qingfeng forcibly suppressed the restlessness in his heart, took out the key from his arms, and slowly opened the wooden box.

There were not many things in the wooden box, a letter, a neatly stacked animal skin. The letter reads 'My disciple Feng'er personally opened' in six big characters. Looking at this familiar handwriting, Xiao Qingfeng paused slightly, his mood was a little complicated, and finally he opened the seal.

"My disciple Feng'er, when you see this letter, your teacher has already passed away, I hope you don't grieve.

As a teacher, you have to be raised by your ancestor at a young age, and you have achieved quite a lot of achievements in practicing martial arts and refining qi, and you have lived a long life until now, and you have been satisfied. Thou shalt be held out of the Taoist temple for the sake of his teacher, and he does not know his parents or relatives. The teacher also secretly checked, but there was no clue. I feel guilty for this.

However, you are my disciple, and you should follow my will and inherit the master's will.

My master has been passed down from my ancestor for 13 generations and 536 years. The patriarch is a disciple of Yuanyang Mountain Yuanyang Shangzong, who suffered from difficulties in his early years and his life expectancy is approaching, so he passed down the Taoism here, hoping that one day the younger disciples will return to the sect with the Yuanyang sword. However, the younger generations of disciples are not filial, and they have not been able to complete the patriarch's last life for thirteen generations.

My disciple Feng'er is precocious and talented. In order for the teacher to one day fulfill the last wish of the thirteenth generation of predecessors of the master's lineage, even if you can't complete the master's last life, you must choose a disciple with extraordinary talent to teach and complete the last life.

There are three inheritances of the master, one of which is the Yuanyang Sutra, which is the method of breathing, the root of cultivating mana, and the foundation. Second. Yuanyang swordsmanship, this is the means of defending the way, the reliance on killing demons and demons, you must not learn it, and you can't also specialize in it. Third, the Yuanyang Sword, which is a sectarian weapon, has incredible power.

Another volume of animal skin in the wooden box is a record of the means of sacrificing the Yuanyang sword, breaking into the realm of refining qi, and using the method of sacrificial refining to make the sword, giving full play to the power of the eleventh and twelfth of the magic weapon of the upper sect. I hope you are cautious!"

The short letter of more than 400 words made Xiao Qingfeng's restless heart gradually calm down. At this time, his mind returned, and the first thing he thought of was the common point between the things of the day and the letter-Yuanyang Sword.

The Yuanyang sword is three feet long and three, three fingers wide, dark red, and the texture of the sword body is simple, but it contains supreme charm under a closer look. And on the sword under the hilt, the word Yuanyang is written with an ancient seal.

For Xiao Qingfeng, who has been practicing with this sword all year round, he is extremely familiar with every line on the Yuanyang sword. However, it is this sword that has always been by his side that today shows something extraordinary.

"I've never heard Master say that the Yuanyang Sword will emit a faint golden light, so what's going on today?Could it be that I have inadvertently refined the sword?" After thinking about it for a while, I felt that it was wrong, "I haven't broken through the Qi Refining yet, and I don't understand the method of Sacrifice and Refining, how can I succeed in the Sacrifice Trial?"

Xiao Qingfeng is not stupid, he is still very smart compared to normal people. But what happened during the day left him puzzled. What is the reason why the Yuanyang Sword stands out as extraordinary?

After thinking about it for a while, I still can't do it after all. Xiao Qingfeng's strong thoughts gradually faded, he didn't understand it at this time, but when he cultivated deeply and saw a lot in the future, he might know it.

As for the hide, it was very old, and it must have been many years old. This passage is a more esoteric mantra for the sake of sacrifice, but it is not difficult to understand. It's just that the animal skin added a new paragraph at the end, and he didn't understand it.

Innate beginning, the beginning of qi refining, the path of cultivation and immortality, it is difficult to find the avenue. If you want to find a true solution, the tomb is moved, and you can seek immortality.

This passage was a little inexplicable, and he didn't understand what it meant. It's still the same sentence, maybe you will be able to know it when you have a lot of knowledge in the future. And now the most important thing is to cultivate, as long as the cultivation is to break into the Qi Refining Realm, you can sacrifice and refine the Yuanyang Sword, I think it should be able to exert some power at that time, and when this kind of thing happens, it is estimated that it will not be so embarrassing.

Time passed in a flash, and in half a month, Xiao Qingfeng never stepped out of the county seat, let alone the county seat, even the small courtyard rarely stepped out. But even so, he also felt that the wind and rain in the county town had changed abruptly, and the dark tide was surging.

Half a month ago, the county lieutenant and others who went to hunt down Zhou Orion never came back. A few days later, the Orion found the mutilated corpse that had been eaten by the wild beasts.

This incident is a rumor in the county. Some people say that the county lieutenant was killed by Zhou Orion, and some people say that the county lieutenant was killed by the beasts in Songbai Mountain, and what is even more outrageous is that some people secretly rumored that the county lieutenant and others were secretly killed by the county commander.

For these rumors, Xiao Qingfeng scoffed. He had seen Zhou Orion's methods, and if he really wanted to kill people, I was afraid that the county lieutenant and others would not be able to chase down the county seat at all. However, Xiao Qingfeng still has his own thoughts about this matter, he feels that the county lieutenant and others were killed by the wolf demon, but his thoughts can only be hidden, who will believe it?

There was a lot of noise in the county, but it had nothing to do with Xiao Qingfeng, at this time he was having a headache, to be precise, a headache for a person. A man whom he kindly saved, but relied on him.

"I said Miss Nan, Miss Nan, you have been with me for half a month, and your injuries are almost better, is it time to leave?" Lying leisurely on the recliner made by himself, looking at Nan Lingxuan with a slight smile on his face, Xiao Qingfeng took a sip of the tea placed next to him, and said a little helplessly.

"No! no!" Nan Lingxuan had a smile on his face, and said three nos in his mouth, and said as he walked: "As a doctor and a doctor, you don't take it as your responsibility to save people's lives, don't take saving people's lives as your belief in building a seventh-level floating slaughter, and don't take it as your highest dream to make the world free of diseases. Instead, they want to drive out the sick and expel the sick. Are you worthy of your master's cultivation in this way? Are you worthy of the expectations of thousands of families in Fenglin County? Are you worthy of the heavy responsibility placed on your own body? Are you worthy of your own conscience? Are you worthy of the attention that the Zhennan Imperial Mansion and the imperial court have attached to you?"

Xiao Qingfeng plucked out his ears, bared his teeth, and said casually: "Are you finished?"

Seeing that Xiao Qingfeng was unmoved, Nan Lingxuan, who was excited, stiffened his face, and a smile crossed his face, and he replied resignedly: "Say, say-it's over." ”

"Well, let's go, you're familiar with this place, you should be able to find the door with your eyes closed, I won't send you. After taking another sip of tea, Xiao Qingfeng felt that this tea was more mellow than before. Maybe it's because I'm in a good mood when I look at the rogue girl in front of me?

"How can you be like this?" Nan Lingxuan's face changed again, and he pointed at Xiao Qingfeng and scolded: "Do you still have compassion? Do you still have the benevolence as a doctor? Do you have a conscience?"

"What are those? Can you eat them?" Xiao Qing glanced at Nan Lingxuan, and said secretly: You have played these many times, and I am annoyed if you don't like it.

"You..." Looking at Xiao Qingfeng's scoundrel look, Nan Lingxuan was suddenly so angry that he couldn't speak, and before Xiao Qingfeng could be happy, his face suddenly changed again, and he suddenly cried.

"Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing? I didn't bully you, don't think that if you cry, I'll be soft-hearted. Looking at Nan Lingxuan's appearance, Xiao Qingfeng immediately stood up, although he did not admit defeat, his actions had betrayed him.

The last thing he can't see is that others are crying, if the man is okay and really doesn't listen, then he will beat him and talk about it. But the other party is a girl, or a little girl, and suddenly there is a feeling of being restrained to death.

"The slave family lost his father at the age of three, his mother at the age of five, his grandfather and grandmother at the age of seven, his maternal grandfather and grandmother at the age of ten, and he was sold to the Qinglou at the age of twelve. Now that I finally escaped, I wanted to meet a nobleman, but I didn't expect to meet someone unladylike, a quack, a quack doctor with a hard heart, an incomparable quack, and a quack doctor who is even more scoundrel than the king of Zhennan. Why is the life of the slave family so bitter, the slave family is no longer alive. So saying, the little girl ran to the ancient well.

When Xiao Qingfeng saw this, the corners of his mouth twitched, with a helpless expression, and said: "Yes, you win again, you can stay, but don't think about being a patient, I still have a medicine boy to do, love to do it or not." ”

"Do, do!" Hearing Xiao Qingfeng's words, Nan Lingxuan's face turned pale, and wiped away her non-existent tears, "Brother Xiao, Young Master Xiao, Young Master Xiao, you are really the best good person in the whole Nanshan County, no, the best good person in the whole Shanzhou and the whole Chu." Xiao Nan will be your medicine boy in the future, if you have any orders, Xiao Nan will go to the soup and go to the fire, and he will not hesitate to go to the knife mountain and the oil pot. ”

"Don't trouble me, I'll be thankful. Glaring at her, Xiao Qingfeng said helplessly.

"Just look at it, my little Nan is loved by everyone, how can I make trouble for you. Nan Lingxuan smiled like a little fox.

"Don't be poor, you know the herbs dried here. If you don't know, read the medical book yourself. Thinking that out of sight and out of mind, Xiao Qingfeng went back to the house after speaking. But there was something inexplicable in his heart, he knew that leaving her was equivalent to leaving unpredictable troubles, and he didn't believe a word of what she said. But he knew that if he didn't stop him, that guy would really dare to jump into the well.

"Hey, I'm still too soft-hearted!" Shaking his head, Xiao Qingfeng put down the matter and was busy studying the Yuanyang swordsmanship again.

Between the Yuanyang Wonderful Scripture, the Yuanyang Sword Technique and the Yuanyang Sword, now only the Yuanyang Sword Technique can improve his strength. Yuan Yang Miao has to use time to pile up, but there is also a time limit, with his current age and cultivation, three hours a day is already the limit. As for the Yuanyang Sword, he couldn't even touch the doorway, let alone anything else.

Yuanyang swordsmanship is the most practical thing between the three. Xiao Qingfeng's current goal is the three great tricks in swordsmanship. The morning sun is rising, the sun is in the sky, and the sun is shining. These three styles are not progressive, and each style has its own artistic conception. Only by realizing the artistic conception can we exert the power of swordsmanship.

However, after practicing this swordsmanship for nearly ten years, he still hasn't touched the threshold. Don't talk about him, it's just that his master hasn't touched the threshold after practicing for decades. He didn't quite understand what the artistic conception was, he had imagined the scene of the rising sun as much as possible, and he would observe it after meditating every day. But all this is of little use.