In the delicate and quiet courtyard, a dead leaf falls on the stone path with the autumn wind. After a while, there were already some bits and pieces of roots on the stone path. On the stone platform next to the stone path sits a child holding a jade flute.

The sound of the flute gradually rises, and the fallen leaves slide with the sound of the flute, and then fly and form a scene of a mother taking care of her young child.

"The young master's flute skills are getting better and better. Xiaozhu looked at the flying fallen leaves and sighed. His eyes showed nostalgia for that beautiful figure, how good it would be if Madame was still there!

After Xingchen entered Donglin Academy, she was responsible for taking care of Shangguan Rou. Later, Shangguan Rou became a personal disciple of the master of Liuyantang and lived in Liuyantang. In addition, two years ago, something happened to Xingchen's side, so she naturally would not take care of Shangguan Rou anymore, but chose to come here to take care of Xingchen.

Sister Xiaozhu laughed, Xingchen's slight flute skills are insignificant. Two years later, he is eight years old, and his words are less naughty.

"The young master really speaks like a handsome little gentleman. Xiaozhu smiled.

Xingchen smiled slightly and continued to laugh with Xiaozhu. But his thoughts had returned to two years ago, after the demon incident, he had returned to Danfeng Bean when he woke up.

At that time, many familiar people stood by his bedside, Han Feng and the others, Shangguan Rou, Xiaozhu, Sister Qingyin, and Yi Yun.

Listening to Sister Qingyin, he has been in a coma for more than half a month, and it was Zhuge Yu who saved him. Later, Qingyin stayed with him for two months, during which he taught him the Taoist method of illusion sound, "Dao Heart Song". After he fully recovered, no matter whether he went to Yanwutang or Chongwenguan, many new students, and even senior brothers and sisters, deliberately avoided him and isolated him.

In the Bloodline Continent, people admire the strong and appreciate geniuses, but for people with unknown powers like him, people's attitudes are often fear and exclusion. This situation lasted until three months later, when Liu Yuanqing came again. When his uncle arrived, Xingchen could clearly feel the chaotic aura on his body, as if he was seriously injured.

Even so, his uncle Liu Yuanqing was still laughing in front of him. Liu Yuanqing seemed to know Xingchen's predicament and insisted on taking him back to the Liu family to live. Before leaving, he deliberately shouted at Yang Ye: "Boy, bring me a message to your Iron Rooster Dean, Xingchen he needs to retreat, I hope he will approve a leave for three or four years." ”

This made Yang Ye smile bitterly, the senior scolded his dean for being an iron rooster, and he still had to be respectful to this senior. "I will, Senpai. ”

As for any kind of hope and other words, the predecessors are simply 'polite notices'. I didn't see that this senior didn't wait for him to finish speaking, so he summoned the bloodline true body, and flew away directly with Xingchen and a group of people.

"Yang Ye, there is no need to inform this dean. You go and go through the relevant procedures for Lu Xingchen!" This was the dean's voice, Yang Ye was a little excited, the dean actually took the initiative to transmit the message to him, this was the only time he had been enrolled in the school for eleven years. And the dean didn't even blame the senior just now, the dean was really too generous. As for the dean, how can it be possible that the dean is afraid of that senior, the dean has been a demigod for tens of thousands of years, and the senior he, I heard that he has only recently broken the bottleneck.

Just when Yang Ye was worshipping his dean, in Donglin Yuan, a middle-aged man stood in front of the main hall, looking at the autumn glow in the west. The fiery autumn glow in the sky reflected his deep eyes. He was not angry at Liu Yuanqing for calling him an iron rooster.

He was concerned about a demigod battle in the past three months.

The Divine Dragon Order, the certificate to open the Divine Dragon Secret Realm, a total of nine, each of which allows nine people to enter it when the Divine Dragon Secret Realm is opened. The first eight have all belonged, but the ninth has not been heard from. This battle of the demigods was caused by this ninth dragon order. A year ago, in the battle of Fuguang Town, a military town, the ninth Divine Dragon Order was born and fell into the hands of a mysterious white-clothed young man.

In order to compete for the Divine Dragon Order in the hands of the mysterious white-clothed young man, more than twenty demigods hidden in the Bloodline Continent actually gathered here. And the mysterious white-clothed young man has already united with Zhuge Yu, Liu Yuanqing and the head of the Luoxia faction. In that battle, more than 20 demigods were defeated, but eight people fell, and among the four people on Zhuge Yu's side, except for the head of the Luoxia faction and Liu Yuanqing, who were attacked by a sneak attack, one dead and one injured, Zhuge Yu himself and another mysterious young man in white were not injured.

Although the four Zhuge Yu took advantage of the convenience of the Luoxia Sect's sect defense array, they could not deny the terrifying strength of their strength. This caused other forces on the mainland to cancel their original plans.

It's a pity that the mountain gate of Luoxiamen disappeared into heaven and earth with the sacrifice of its head in the battle. If it weren't for the mysterious white-clothed young man's action, I'm afraid that the disciples of Luoxiamen would also be affected by Chiyu. I didn't expect that in addition to gods and demons in this world, there were people who had storage magic weapons that carried a lot of Luoxiamen disciples.

As for whether the gods and demons will come to trouble the mysterious powerhouse and take possession of this magic weapon, he thinks not. The means of that slaughter are nothing more than that of gods and demons. With the realm of demigods, with combat power comparable to that of gods and demons, there is only one sword demon Xingluo in history, and now there is another one. The former Xingluo, and the current mysterious white-clothed youth, are not bloodline cultivators, but they have this combat power, and the concept of bloodline orthodoxy in his heart has been shaken a little. As for whether the powerhouses of the Bloodline Continent would besiege the mysterious white-clothed youth, he thought it couldn't happen. Six hundred years ago, in order to encircle and suppress the Sword Demon Star Luo, nearly a hundred demigods were killed and injured, but it was a bloody lesson.

"Alas, this autumn glow is about to fall!" Dean Su sighed and turned around and entered the main hall.

On the other side, the Liu family in the west of the city, a dilapidated small courtyard ushered in its new owner, Lu Xingchen and the maid Xiaozhu.

"Is this the house where my mother used to live?" said Xingchen, as his uncle told him.

Two months later, after the servants' maintenance and repair, the courtyard swept away the sense of desolation in the past, and it was much more refined. A few scattered fallen leaves were scattered across the lawn.

Located in the southern region, the four seasons are like spring, and the coldest time is also like spring and autumn. Even so, there are often leaves falling, so it is very common for a few uncleaned leaves in the small yard.

Xingchen sat beside the stone platform, picked up the flute and put it to his lips, but his eyes were fixed on the few fallen leaves. Calm down, breathe, and the flute sounds. At the same time, the meditation method is silently recited in the heart, but apart from the sound of the flute, there are only occasional fallen leaves.

After a song, Xingchen put down the flute, and the starlight in his eyes was a little dim, and sure enough, it still didn't work.

At this time, Xiaozhu walked over, "Young Master Xingchen, what's wrong with you?"

Xingchen looked at Xiaozhu and replied briefly, "Cultivation." ”

"Young Master, what can you cultivate by playing the flute?" Xiao Zhu didn't understand a little, there had never been such a cultivation method in the Bloodline Continent, at least she hadn't seen it. It's been more than two months since I've been here, and Young Master Xingchen has always been like this. If it weren't for his fixed cultivation every morning and evening, she would have thought that Young Master Xingchen was decadent.

"Do you remember Sister Qingyin? She taught me and let me dissolve my demons. Speaking of the inner demon, Xingchen was a little afraid, even though he didn't remember the martial arts hall at all.

"Naturally, I remember that she is the benefactor of our family. Her way of fighting is indeed peculiar, facing the enemy with the sound of a flute. "Xiao Zhu thought it was a special bloodline ability! It turned out to belong to the side door cultivation system.

The Bloodline Continent is dominated by the bloodline cultivation system, and there are also some other cultivation systems, but the general achievements are not high. However, there is an advantage, if a person without a bloodline has talent in these side cultivation systems, he can also reach the innate level if he is lucky. Therefore, some children of big families who do not have bloodline talent will generally be sent to that kind of small sect, so that they can have some self-protection ability, so that they can go to the family industry to take care of business.

"Dao Heart Song", Qingyin taught the illusion sound Dao heart method to the stars. Although it is the Illusory Sound Dao Mental Method, it is not to let the stars enter the Dao Illusion Sound, but to dissolve his inner demons.

"Well, it's a pity that I haven't gotten started yet. Xingchen sighed.

"What is the sign of entry?" Xiaozhu asked curiously.

"With the sound of the flute, you can barely reach the first layer, meditation. Xingchen explained. "Dao Heart Song" has three layers, one layer of meditation and imperial objects, two layers of pure heart and spirit, three layers of ice heart and imperial heart, and three layers of cultivation, you can enter the innate realm with phantom sounds. It's a pity that Xingchen cultivates it just to dissolve the demons in his heart.

"Meditation, does it mean to close your eyes and calm your mind?" Xiaozhu understood based on his limited knowledge and guessed.

"What, Sister Xiaozhu, you say it again. Xingchen seemed to realize something, and immediately stood up and looked at Xiaozhu with some joy.

"Meditation does not mean closing your eyes and calming your mind. Did I say it wrong?" Xiaozhu was a little confused by the sudden change in the stars.

"Sister Xiaozhu, I love you to death. Thank you, I finally got it. Xingchen suddenly hugged Xiaozhu and said, and then he immediately let go, half-held the flute, closed his eyes and played again. With the sound of flutes, the fallen leaves on the lawn trembled non-stop. But I can only tremble, I can't slide or fly.

Putting down the flute and looking at the fallen leaves that had just stopped trembling, Xingchen's eyes showed a look of surprise. I see, there are some things that seem profound, but the truth is so simple, the heart of the Dao, the heart of the Dao, the heart of the Dao, the emphasis is on the heart rather than the eye. But he didn't know that with his talent and two months of hard work, he had almost succeeded, and he was just one step away from understanding the mystery of the method. This time, he took advantage of Xiaozhu's reminder to understand the key.

Time flies, two springs and autumns, and in the blink of an eye, he has been here for more than two years. Xingchen has already cultivated the Dao Heart Qu to the second level, Pure Heart. In terms of bloodline cultivation, he has also reached the strength of a master-level bloodline martial artist, and his combat power is much stronger than Xiaozhu. Its cultivation speed was already comparable to that of a god-level bloodline, but all of this was caused by cause and effect.

If it weren't for that raid war, maybe he would still be an ordinary family child, just like an ordinary child, staying in Donglin Academy and working hard to impact the elite bloodline martial artist realm, but unfortunately time can't be turned back.

"Sister Xiaozhu, let's clean up and go back to Donglin Academy tomorrow. Xingchen put away the jade flute and instructed Xiaozhu. It's been two years, and Donglin Academy has also sent a letter to inform him to go back quickly, so as not to delay his bloodline cultivation. Because there are certain things that are only allowed to be learned and cultivated in the academy, such as bloodline secret techniques.

Outside Fusu City, in the depths of the Longxi Mountain Range, in front of a huge dragon-shaped mountain range, more than eighty strong men gathered here. The powerful aura oppression caused the usually violent bloodline beast to lower its head and lie still on its stomach.

Not long after, at the mouth of the dragon in the mountain range, a huge dragon carved stone gate appeared. More than 70 people were divided into nine teams and marched forward. Each time a team approaches the stone gate, the captain of the team will activate the Dragon Order in his hand and generate a shield to protect the team from entering it. After more than an hour, the stone gate disappeared, and there were no more strong men in the mountains and forests.