There is no doubt that Qingzhou triggered the inheritance of the Sharpening Sword Heavenly Venerable and was absorbed into this world, becoming this young man named Yuwenmo. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

In Yuwenmo's memory, Ren Qingtian, the owner of the largest martial arts hall in the capital, roamed the rivers and lakes when he was young, and met and became friends with the prince who was in a white fish and dragon suit.

After the old emperor died of illness, the queen colluded with her uncle to change the crown prince, Ren Qingtian escorted the prince back to the capital, fought many bloody battles, and finally helped the prince to ascend the throne, that is, the current emperor's majesty.

The emperor gave him the four big characters of "Loyal Martial Arts", and rewarded him with a large piece of land to build a martial arts hall, and since then, no martial arts hall in the capital dares to compete with the Loyal Martial Arts Pavilion.

The disciples in the Loyal Martial Arts Pavilion are either rich or noble, and the idle eunuchs can't enter at all, except for a few disciples who followed Ren Qingtian in the early days, and the later disciples all have prominent backgrounds.

Yuwen Mo is an exception, although he is young, his life experience is very tortuous.

In the winter of that year, the snowflakes were flying, and the sky and the earth were covered in silver, and Ren Qingtian and General Yuwen returned from the banquet, because the martial arts hall and the general's mansion were close, so the two returned together, at this time, they found an abandoned baby on the street.

That abandoned baby was Yuwen Mo, at that time he was already frozen to the point that his face was so blue that he only had one breath left, and the next person wanted to throw him aside, but was persuaded by General Yuwen.

"The old man has been fighting for many years and has killed countless people, but it is life and death on the battlefield, and now in the capital, you still have to do more good deeds. Although the baby is small, it is also a human life, and if it can be saved, it will be saved. ”

General Yuwen used his deep internal strength to drive away the cold for the baby, and even went further to comb his meridians and lay an excellent foundation for martial arts training.

"This child is destined for me, I am over half a hundred years old, I only have four daughters, and I don't have a son who integrates incense, so I took him as a righteous son, named a Mozi, and called Yuwen Mo. Haha, Yuwenmo, good name. ”

General Yuwen was overjoyed as he held the young baby, and the baby seemed to feel his joy and grinned.

"Ren Pavilion Master, you are the number one master in the world, when this child grows up, I must let him worship you as a teacher, learn an earth-shattering martial arts, whether it is for the country in the future, or to sweep away the evil spirits, you are loyal to the illustrious disciples of the martial arts hall. ”

That winter night, it happened to be the second day of General Yuwen's return from the border pass, and hundreds of officials held a feast for him to catch the wind and wash the dust, but he was flattered by many officials, and for him, he was not as happy as his subordinate Yuwenmo, the righteous son.

"General Yuwen, is this true?" Ren Qingtian asked.

"Of course, my son of Yuwen Zhenzhou is a martial arts wizard at first glance, and he will definitely not insult your reputation. General Yuwen laughed.

Ren Qingtian looked at it, his eyes showed worry, General Yuwen has guarded the border pass for 20 years, killed countless barbarians, and not long ago captured the big leader of the barbarians, and returned to the capital to sacrifice the Taimiao, now he is already in the most prominent moment in his life, but what about after the show?

"General Yuwen, the little general is alive and well, I like it very much, why don't you let me take it back to the martial arts hall tonight, so that I can take care of it." Ren Qingtian suddenly proposed.

Hearing these words, General Yuwen's face changed, this request was a bit presumptuous, how could he bring back the righteous son of the family at the first time.

"In that case, Mo'er will trouble the hall master. ”

Ren Qingtian stepped out of the carriage, covered the baby with most of the hat, and then wrapped his cloak in layers, stepping on rows of footprints in the silver everywhere.

"Good boy, don't cry!"

The baby seemed to feel something, and howled out, and the cry drifted far away in the snowy night, and in the cry, the carriage carrying General Yuwen went farther and farther.

That night, the Imperial Forest Army surrounded General Yuwen's mansion and exterminated General Yuwen on the charges of supporting the army and conspiring to rebel, and even the daughters who married were not spared.

The next day, Master Ren Qingtian of the Loyal Martial Arts Pavilion opened the altar to accept disciples, invited friends and fellow Taoists, and accepted an abandoned baby picked up from the roadside as the seventeenth disciple, and named it Yuwenmo.

"It's bitter!"

At this moment, Qingzhou finally understood the origin of this life, and after the sigh, there was endless melancholy.

Yuwen Mo is Ren Qingtian's seventeen disciples, but he is the one with the shallowest foundation, the first six senior brothers are Ren Qingtian's painstaking training, and they follow him very early, so they are very valued by Ren Qingtian, as for the disciples recruited after the establishment of the martial arts hall, they are either the sons of the prime minister's family, or the daughters of the general's family, and their origins are extremely rich, only Yuwen Mo is helpless and does not belong to any faction, so he is excluded.

This illness is not so simple, Yuwen Mo grew up alone in the Duzhong Martial Arts Pavilion, with a deep and introverted personality, although he was provoked many times, he always tried his best to endure it, but this time, those children of the noble family went too far.

Yuwen Mo's skills are still shallow, and he can only practice martial arts with the children of the noble family who entered later, because of his humble background, he is usually bullied many times, but Yuwen Mo doesn't want to cause trouble to his master and brother, and has been hiding it in his heart.

Unexpectedly, Yuwen Mo endured it in every possible way, but in exchange for the other party's intensification.

One morning, Yuwen Mo practiced Ren Qingtian's personal transmission of Bo Ji Zhong's three-way swordsmanship, this set of swordsmanship is Ren Qingtian's body tempered by a hundred battles, and was organized into a three-way swordsmanship to teach his disciples, although it is not a superior martial arts, but it can exercise the foundation and build a foundation for the future.

Yuwen Mo was frostbitten when he was a child, although he was used to drive away the cold poison with his internal strength, but he left sequelae, and his physique was weak, although his martial arts understanding was very strong, but the progress of practicing martial arts was not as good as that of many of his peers, and for this reason, he was often ridiculed by his peers.

Bo Jianwen, Zhong Jianmeng, Ji Jianling, the three-way swordsmanship has its own characteristics, only a martial arts master like Ren Qingtian can integrate it and cultivate the three-way swordsmanship, but his disciples are not talented enough, so they can only choose one or two swordsmanship majors, and the rest can be cultivated.

Yuwen Mo went the opposite way, and he wanted to practice the three-way swordsmanship, so he didn't excel all the way, and his strength failed to rise for a long time.

The rest of the senior brothers, because they specialized in cultivating the sword technique of one way and two ways, had already learned something, and were given other superior martial arts by Ren Qingtian.

"This sword stabbed out, if it is the way of the sword, the sound of the wind pierced by the tip of the sword should be as thin as spring rain, and even inaudible, if it is a middle sword, the sword wind is like a landslide and the ground cracks, wind and thunder, if it is a Ji sword, the sound of the sword piercing the sky, like the sound of Jiushao Huayin, the heavenly fairy song. ”

Yuwen Mo couldn't push the lethality of the sword technique to the extreme, so he had to start from the bypass and distinguish the difference between the three sword techniques from the sound of the sword.

Suddenly, several teenagers in bright brocade clothes walked around a girl with a pretty face and luxurious clothes, and happened to meet Yu Wenmo, who was practicing swords by the pool.

"It turned out to be Yuwen Mo, a waste, who practiced swordsmanship here. ”

When the girl saw Yuwenmo, her eyes lit up, and she had a mischievous look, like a cat seeing a fun mouse.