Donghua Mountain, there are many more young people on the road of Tianmen Sect today, this year is the time when Tianmen Sect widely accepts disciples, many young people with heroic dreams bring luggage and swords, they are going to Tianmen Sect to learn art. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Tianmen Sect is the peak of Donghua Mountain in Longteng, which is surrounded by clouds and mist for many years, and the road in the mountain is rugged and strange. Rumors have it that there are also demons haunting. Tianmen Sect was built here to test the young people who came to apprentice, and they all said that there is Tianmen in the east and blood knife in the west, and Tianmen Sect is called the first major faction in the rivers and lakes in the blood knife gate, so there are countless people who come to apprentice.

There was one person in the crowd who was the most eye-catching, I saw him hanging a wine jug on his waist, carrying a long sword, and his hands empty, knowing that it was not a matter of one or two days to reach Tianmen Sect. This person is Yu Wenxuan, who has left Longteng.

The little old man's liquor shop is closed, and no one will open it in the future, and the person who makes the wine is dead. He was the only one left. Yu Wenxuan took the wine jug used by the little old man when he left, because he knew that from now on, the only thing that accompanied him on the road was the sword in his hand and the wine on his waist. Glancing at the scorching sun in the sky, Yu Wenxuan took a sip of wine, wiped the sweat on his head, and continued to hurry. "Alas, you see if that person is sick, dare to go to the Heavenly Sect Sect without bringing anything!" Yu Wenxuan shook his head helplessly when he heard other people's discussions.

He had listened too much along the way, and he had long since stopped caring about what these people were saying. After walking for a long time, he finally reached the foot of the mountain, "Shuang'er, old man, Mr. Jinshui, father, mother, and sister, when I learn the sword, I will definitely avenge you!" Looking at the road that could not be seen at the top of the mountain, Yu Wenxuan clenched his fists, took a deep breath, and he entered the mountain.

But he didn't know that when he entered the mountain, a man wearing a demon mask appeared behind him. That man was the Absolute Lord, "Kill him on the way!" The Absolute Lord looked at the direction of Yu Wenxuan's departure and ordered coldly. The black-clothed killers around him were ordered to chase after Yu Wenxuan. "Hmph, just let me play with you for a while, the game has just begun!"

This is a quiet mountain road, Yu Wenxuan deliberately chose a road that is relatively sparsely populated, he has long heard enough of those people's discussions. Leaning against a tree on the side of the road and sitting down, Yu Wenxuan picked up the wine jug, drank the last drop of wine in it, and his stomach was also hungry, looking up, there was not even a single bird feather in this mountain, he frowned and touched his hungry stomach.

"Come on, you have to fill your stomach to catch the mountain, a bowl of three pennies~" At this moment, there was a shouting sound in the distance, and Yu Wenxuan turned his head to see that it was the bearer who was selling wontons. Every year when the Tianmen Sect recruits disciples, there will be such a bearer who comes to this mountain to sell wontons or tea, which is also a means of survival for poor people.

Yu Wenxuan swallowed his saliva, and touched that there were more than a dozen yuan in his arms, which was the salary given to him by the little old man, and the man walked past Yu Wenxuan with the burden, "Alas~Uncle, wait~" Yu Wenxuan pinched the money and called. Hearing the shout, the man stopped, "Is the little brother going to have a bowl of wontons, a bowl of three papers!" Danfu was an old man with a gray beard, and he looked at Yu Wenxuan who came over with a smile and asked.

"Uncle, bring me a bowl!" Yu Wenxuan put the money on the burden, the old man took the money, took out a big bowl from the burden, and scooped a bowl of wontons from the other side and handed it to Yu Wenxuan, Yu Wenxuan took the chopsticks and couldn't wait to drink a big mouthful of soup, "How about the little brother, the old man, my wonton asked how it is." By this time, the old man's expression had become gloomy. "Uh-huh, well, it tastes good!" Yu Wenxuan buried his head in eating the wonton and did not notice the change in the old man.

The knife was slowly pulled out of his sleeve, "It's delicious, it's good to go on the road when you're full!" The cold light struck at Yu Wenxuan's head, "What!" Yu Wenxuan fell back and dodged the old man's knife. The old man touched his face with his hand and took off his outer clothes, which turned out to be the black-clothed killer of the Absolute Lord. "You are the people of the Absolute Lord!" Yu Wenxuan thought of the original when he saw the comer.

The black-clothed killer didn't speak, but clapped his hands on the spot, and a group of black-clothed killers appeared from around, "Boy, you don't need to go to any Tianmen Sect, just leave your life here." As soon as the black-clothed killer's voice fell, Yu Wenxuan suddenly shook his head, "You...... You've been poisoned!" Yu Wenxuan leaned weakly against a tree, and now he had no strength in his body.

"What's the matter, my wonton is okay, kill!" The black-clothed killer rushed towards Yu Wenxuan with a knife, and he could only watch as these black-clothed killers rushed towards him. At this moment, a sword flew over, piercing several black-clothed killers one after another, and the sword passed through the last black-clothed man and then flew back strangely.

"A sword and a drink to resolve grievances, a drunk and a wake up dream for half a life!" I saw a man full of wine walking out of the forest, he raised his head and poured wine, and walked towards Yu Wenxuan crookedly. "Who are you!" the black-clothed killer didn't dare to move, and the hand he missed alone shocked everyone. No one has ever seen whose sword flew out, and after killing someone, it flew back into the hands of the sword-bearer, except for the rumored flying sword.

"Hahaha~ Who am I! As you can see, I'm just a chivalrous man on the rivers and lakes. At this time, Yu Wenxuan saw the appearance of the person who rescued him clearly, only to see that he was wearing a moon-white robe, and his cold face still couldn't hide the intoxicating atmosphere, it was a shocking man, resolute edges and corners, masculine facial features, each with its own merits, patched together flawlessly, ice blue eyes seemed to be surrounded by mist, and there seemed to be a thick sadness in it.

He just stood there with his sword in his hand, and no one dared to step forward, "I don't know why the knight stopped me from waiting!" The black-clothed killer who seemed to be the leader asked the man with his fists clenched. "Hmph!" Lu saw that he was uneven and drew his sword to help, I don't know if it counts as a reason!" the man replied with a sneer. "Your Excellency really wants to save this kid!" the black-clad killer's voice grew colder and colder.

"Yes and no, I do things with my heart!" the man took another long sip of wine. "You know, we're lockers, demons' men!" the black-clad killer warned again. "Hum hum ~ hahaha ~ " When the man heard this, he covered his stomach and lay on the ground and laughed. "Kill!" the black-clothed leader roared angrily, and all the black-clothed killers surrounding Yu Wenxuan rushed towards the man.

I saw the man holding the ground with one hand, turning around, hooking his right foot, and unsheathing his long sword. At this time, the black-clothed killer had reached him and raised his steel knife. The man held the sword in one hand and staggered and poured a large sip of wine, "A thousand cups of a song become poetic!" A sword stabbed out, as if there was no line, and a black-clothed killer fell, and a moon-white robe fluttered around, "A sword dance is not too much!" Another black-clothed killer fell under his sword.

"In composing a song and two lines of tears, how much love and death are broken!" At the end of the poem, he fell down and poured another sip of wine, "How, can I save this kid." The long sword rested on the neck of the black-clothed leader, and he asked as he looked at the black-clothed leader with a smile in his eyes. The black-clothed leader was speechless at this time, because the man's sword had already pierced his throat, and the black-clothed leader vomited a mouthful of blood from his mouth.

The blue light on the sword flashed, and the leader's head was separated from the body, and the man was smiling the whole time. Yu Wenxuan was about to fall asleep at this time, and he saw the man walking towards him with a smile on his face. "Take this pill and your poison will be cured. As he spoke, the man threw one into Yu Wenxuan's mouth, and the pill melted in his mouth, and Yu Wenxuan gradually recovered.

"You also like to drink?" The man got up and saw the empty wine jug that Yu Wenxuan put aside, Yu Wenxuan nodded, "I don't know the name of the knight, the kid will repay the knight's life-saving grace in the future!" Yu Wenxuan leaned against the tree and got up. "Are you going to go to the Heavenly Sect to learn from a master?" the man didn't answer his words, but asked another question, and Yu Wenxuan nodded.

"I advise you to go back!, even if you go to the Heavenly Gate Sect, you won't be able to enter the sect with your outfit!" the man looked at Yu Wenxuan and shook his head and said. "Why! Didn't the sect want to accept a wide range of disciples that day, why can't I even enter the sect!" Yu Wenxuan looked at the man and asked. "Alas, since you have made up your mind, I can't persuade you again, I can save you here, Zhengming and I have a fate, this half pot of wine will be given to you boy, farewell!" After speaking, the man untied the wine jug on his waist and put it in front of Yu Wenxuan, and turned to leave.

"Wait, kid doesn't know your name yet!" Yu Wenxuan picked up the half pot of wine and shouted at the man. "Goodbye to the waves, goodbye!" Lang Qiuxing replied loudly, and disappeared. "Lang Qiuxing!" Yu Wenxuan looked at the corpse of the black-clothed assassin on the ground and said silently, after looking at his own outfit, he didn't feel that there was anything wrong, why did he say that he couldn't even enter the sect of the Heavenly Gate Sect.

Yu Wenxuan shook his head, he really couldn't figure it out, hung up the two wine jugs and continued to walk in the direction of the Heavenly Gate Sect. But he didn't notice that he was followed by a snow-white little fox at this time, the little fox licked the wine that Yu Wenxuan had spilled on the grass when he was drinking, raised his little nose and sniffed it in the air, and left with Yu Wenxuan.

In the night, another group of black-clothed people arrived, and the Absolute Lord looked at the corpses all over the ground, and his red eyes were half-narrowed. "My lord, not a single one is alive, all of them are dead!" said a black-clothed killer who waved his hand to make the black-clothed killer retreat. I saw the absolute master squatting down and glanced at the sword marks on the corpse, "The swordsmanship is ethereal, but it is all a sword to seal the throat." The Absolute Lord got up and observed on the grass again, "The body is light and agile, like a flying swallow, and the footwork seems to be messy, but it contains the meaning of the Beidou!" The Absolute Lord closed his eyes, as if thinking about something.

"Tianmen Sect, the evil shadow is shattered, hum! I didn't expect that there are still people in the Tianmen Sect who have long been decayed and the evil shadow will be shattered!" The absolute lord swung a sword out of thin air, the sword qi swept over, and the surrounding trees fell down, "Hmph~ Very good, the boy of the Sikong family, your luck is good, at first it was the Tianxing Sword, then the Lone Sword, and now there is a person from the Tianmen Sect, I want to see how long your luck can guarantee you!"