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The dim sky was overwhelmed by countless dark clouds, the huge waves several feet high rolled up countless fishermen, the wooden houses of the town were destroyed by the huge waves, the dragon roared, the waves surged and whistled, in the sky, a white-clothed figure stopped, and the purple light behind it bloomed, like the dawn of dawn, cutting out the dark clouds, the light was bright, and gradually engulfed the white-clothed swordsman, only to see him look back and smile slightly.

That glance is the eternal separation of heaven and man!

"Master!"

Chen Yu woke up, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he was constantly wheezing, and when he woke up, he was already in a small wooden house, lying on a wooden bed, which was made of a few simple wooden planks, and covered with a layer of pampas grass and sheets. Chen Yu glanced up, the whole room was not big, there was a wooden stake in the middle of the house, it was extremely simple, there was a night of black-brown herbs on the wooden seat, and it was still steaming, Chen Yu walked down from the bed, looked at the wooden house blankly, and there was a morning light squeezed out of the crack in the door.

Chen Yu moved towards the door, stretched out his hand to open the door, the dazzling light made his eyes hurt slightly, it took a long time to get familiar with this kind of light, outside the wooden house, it was an ordinary courtyard, surrounded by mountains, condensing layers of mist, breathing a breath and feeling comfortable, and the aura was extremely abundant. There is a line of cranes flying in the sky, there are often white streamers, and even figures stop and talk to each other, such as a Taoist fairyland.

Chen Yu probably guessed a few points in his heart, and heard a surprised voice in his ears: "Senior Brother Chen, you finally woke up!"

A young sword cultivator strode over, and when he saw that Chen Yu's face had improved a little, he said, "You have been in a coma for a few days, and now your body is very weak, I have boiled some elixir and put it in the house." ”

Chen Yu was puzzled: "This big brother, where is this?"

The young sword cultivator came back to his senses and said with a smile: "Look at my temperament, I forgot to say it, this is the Xiaoyao Sect, I brought you back from the East China Sea with my master yesterday, and I took you to the Heavenly Sword Peak to cultivate in a coma." ”

"What about my master?" Chen Yu thought of Li Shangjun and hurriedly asked.

The young sword cultivator was silent for a while, and couldn't bear to say: "Uncle Xiao was buried yesterday, because he killed the evil Jiao of the East China Sea before his death, benefited the world, and taught him to be meritorious, and he was buried in the main vein with the etiquette of the peak lord and enshrined in the ancestral hall of the Xiaoyao Sect. ”

Chen Yu's chest was tight, knowing that Li Shangjun was falling, he couldn't bear the blow, and took a few steps back.

The young sword cultivator sighed: "People can't be resurrected after death, the little uncle was very peaceful when he left, he must have told Senior Brother Chen before, so that he has no regrets, Senior Brother Chen should not be too sad, otherwise the spirit of the little uncle in the sky will not rest in peace." ”

Chen Yu sobbed, wiped his tears after hearing this, the master explained the aftermath before he died, how could he make Li Shangjun hate? Only then did Fang calm down his grief and said, "Thank you eldest brother for taking care of you for these few days." ”

"It's okay, it's okay, Senior Brother Chen, you don't have to be polite, I should be counted as your senior brother according to seniority. ”

From the young man's mouth, Chen Yu learned that the sword cultivator's name was Fang Lin, and he was the true disciple of Yun Ge, the peak master of Heavenly Sword Peak, Li Shangjun and Yun Ge were disciples of Su Jianxu, and Chen Yu was the only disciple of Li Shangjun, and the two belonged to the same sect.

Chen Yu was surprised, Fang Lin had a simple appearance, he didn't want to be the true legend of the Heavenly Sword Peak Yunge, he had heard from the mouth of his master Li Shangjun that the inner door of the Xiaoyao Sect had strict rules, and the introductory disciples were all outside the sect to cultivate the basic Dao of the sect, and after practicing qi and building the foundation, they could be the inner disciples, and those who had not become inner disciples for ten years were released by the Xiaoyao Sect, and there was no hope of the immortal sect, and the inner disciples were only slightly valued by the sect, if they were gifted, they were lucky to be accepted by the elders, and they could be true disciples, and their status in the door was also extremely high.

"Senior Brother Fang, can you take me to the Shizun Mausoleum?" Chen Yu's expression was gloomy, and his little face was haggard.

Fang Lin shook his head, and said with a gloomy expression: "Uncle Junior is buried in the main vein, usually Heavenly Sword Peak doesn't go if there is nothing to do, I'm afraid it's not so easy to go, it's better to choose a day, since you wake up, follow me to see the Heavenly Sword Hall first." ”

Chen Yu remembered what Li Shangjun had confessed before his death, and endured his grief and followed Fang Lin to the Heavenly Sword Palace.

Along the way, Lin and Chen Yu roughly introduced the situation of the Heavenly Sword First Line of the Xiaoyao Sect, Ding Xingwang, the person of the Heavenly Sword Peak, has hundreds of disciples, and there are seven True Transmission disciples under the Peak Lord Yunge, in addition to the First Pulse of the Peak Lord, there are several Heavenly Sword Peak Elders, widely accepting disciples, there are many inner disciples, and there are countless outer disciples, there are a total of seven True Transmission disciples in the first line of the Peak Lord, Fang Lin ranks sixth, and his cultivation is in the middle stage of the Ning Dan.

The two came to the main hall of Tianjian Peak, Fang Lin led Chen Yu to the main hall of Tianjian Peak, the peak master Yun Ge was nourishing his qi, the first sword cultivation of Tianjian Peak was the main one, and the minor was the Xuanmen Mental Method, and Yun Ge was the overhaul of the realm of returning to the soul of the void, which was almost the same as Li Shangjun's cultivation.

Yun Ge saw that Fang Lin was leading Chen Yu over, so he stopped practicing and said, "Fang Lin, you go down first, I have something to say to Chen Yu." ”

"Yes, Master. Fang Lin immediately left.

Chen Yufang was only ten years old, even if he followed Li Shangjun to visit various monks all the year round, he was a little apprehensive in his heart, Yun Ge's face was indifferent, and he said, "You sit down, I have something to ask you." ”

Chen Yu made a gesture and found a chair far away to sit down.

Yun Ge saw that this child was gentle and polite, and he was born with a delicate heart, and said: "You follow my junior brother in front of him, and he has a little bit of his sour style, but he has no cultivation, I wonder what he has taught you over the years,"

Chen Yu was slightly resentful in his heart, the master taught him the Four Books and the Five Classics, but in Yun Ge's mouth, it became a sour Confucian style, and the child's heart suddenly rose, and said: "The master taught me poetry and book etiquette for ten years, but did not teach me to practice, and once said that a poetry and book gentleman is always better than raising a vulgar and ruthless person." ”

Yun Ge snorted and said: "The monk is based on the way of heaven, and he does the things of the great avenue, and the things of the great road with his own heart, which is far from the ordinary people, this is the duty of the monk, if you want the worldly etiquette to restrain everyone's words and deeds, you must first have enough strength, so when your master acts vigorously and resolutely but no one disagrees, that is his strength, as for you." Yun Ge glanced at Chen Yu, "It's not too late to come back to teach you when you have your master as soon as you become a cultivator!"

Chen Yu was stunned in his heart, his little face was flushed, and he couldn't think of any words to justify.

Yun Ge ignored Chen Yu's childlike nature, his eyes were bright, and he asked, "What did your master tell you before he died?" ”

Fang was choked and couldn't argue, Chen Yufang remembered Shizun's dying words, and said hurriedly: "Shizun passed me [Heavenly Sword Divine Night Formula] before he died, let me take it back to the sect, don't break the inheritance." ”

"He's not confused. ”

When Yun Ge heard this, he let out a long sigh, he had inspected Chen Yu's whole body before, and found that Chen Yu's spiritual roots were lacking, and his body was extremely weak, he never thought that Li Shangjun would actually take a fancy to such a child as a true disciple, and he hesitated in his heart, so he said: "I see that your cultivation is not yet available, [Heavenly Sword Divine Night Formula] is a peerless study of Heavenly Sword, if you have a deficiency in cultivation, you might as well write down the sword recipe and hide it in the Heavenly Sword Peak Library Pavilion." ”

Chen Yu's heart was gloomy, and he naturally understood that Yun Ge had something to say, and Li Shangjun also entrusted him with it before he died. Yun Ge immediately took the pen and ink, Chen Yu wrote it down, he had been watching from the side, and saw that the child's handwriting was like the wind and the handwriting was hidden in the style of a famous artist, and he was surprised, but he remembered that Chen Yu's cultivation was lacking, and he immediately calmed down, no matter what, Chen Yu was only extremely literate, and he didn't have a cultivation.

Chen Yu wrote down the sword recipe, Yun Ge browsed it a little, sealed the sword recipe with the Dao method, and turned over his hand and disappeared the sword technique. He looked at Chen Yu, and saw that he was sweating all over his body when he wrote a short piece of sword technique, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness, he couldn't help but shake his head, and said: "I asked Fang Lin to take some solid Peiyuan pills for you, you are so good at cultivating, in addition, the Jiaolong Sect that your master killed agreed to give half of it to you, but the Jiaolong is too precious, and it is not very useful to you now, I will collect it for you, if you need it, you can come and get it at any time, but unfortunately the Jiaolong Dragon Ball is missing, if you can find it, it is enough to refine a peerless treasure." ”

Chen Yu gasped, he also felt that his body had been very weak recently, and he didn't pay much attention to it, and when he heard about Jiaolong, he felt hurt in his heart, and said: "Jiaolong can be handed over to Shibo to deal with, I just want to go to the main peak to worship Shizun, and hope that Shibo will be convenient." ”

Yun Ge never thought that Chen Yu paid so little attention to Jiaolong, remembering that he had a ten-year friendship with Li Shangjun, like father and son, his mind was much clearer, and said: "Jiaolong is what your master's life was exchanged for, it belongs to you, I won't get involved in half of it, as for the worship, I will let Fang Lin lead you to the main peak to worship one day." ”

When Chen Yu heard this, he was slightly happy in his heart, and his good impression of Yunge increased greatly, and he thanked: "Thank you, uncle." ”

Yun Ge waved his hand and said: "It's okay, you are a true disciple of Li Shangjun, that is a disciple of Heavenly Sword Peak, you will practice in Heavenly Sword Peak one day, and then pass on some of your own Qi Dao techniques, you should practice diligently." ”

Chen Yu nodded and retreated. In the main hall, only Yun Ge was left, and a jade talisman appeared in his hand, it was Li Shangjun's deathbed message, and he couldn't help but sigh: "Senior brother, how do you make me hate you!"