Meng Li and the other six disciples all returned to the most modest and slow Jingyi Zhenren in the Xuanmen. Jingyi Zhenren is a Jurchen, and a wide and flowing Taoist robe has a sense of dust that is not close to the red dust on her body. Everyone said that she was the most immortal among the disciples of the Xuanmen Jingzi generation. Some people also mentioned that when Jingyi was young, she was born with a good skin, which attracted the attention of some male disciples, but she insisted on asking martial arts not to care about the relationship between children and daughters. One day, a strong martial arts and high-ranking figure in the door proposed to her, and Jingyi was so pure that she simply cut off the red dust and escaped into the empty door, and since then the green lantern scrolls have been accompanied.

This matter is related to the past reputation of the Xuanmen, so it has been sealed in the dust, and the disciples of the younger generation are just listening to a corner.

But Jing Yi is in all the affairs of the door, big and small, and he has indeed fought for nothing like a red dust, and the six disciples under his command are also allowed to develop at will, except for the necessary guidance. Her slender ten fingers plucked the piano well, the piano can cultivate the heart, and Meng Li is the most impetuous among the six disciples under her, so Meng Li listens to her piano sound the most. It's a pity that the guqin is sparse, and the artistic conception is far from being understood by Meng Li, so although she has heard a lot, if she really asks her master how the piano is, she can't answer. Others only thought that the quiet sound of the piano had reached the realm of heaven and man where things and self were one, and it was indescribable. Only Meng Li knew that she didn't know whether Master's piano was wonderful or not, because she fell asleep every time.

Although Meng Li was confused all day long, when she saw her master's face that would never get angry, she sometimes felt guilty, and when she felt more guilty, she would be more patient with her efforts. Over time, her three-legged cat's kung fu has also played decently, I don't know whether to thank her for her efforts in fishing for three days and drying nets for two days, or to thank Wu Youzheng for the small stove he opened for her in private. As a typical example among all the disciples, Qin Su naturally would not let her go, and almost every time he would take her out and practice in front of all the disciples. In addition, as long as Jingyi teaches the key points of kung fu, he will hand over everything else to Qin Su, and the number of times Meng Li is beaten is tighter, so that others say that Meng Li is Qin Su's living sandbag for practice, and every time she sparring, she is beaten bitterly.

This kind of day has lasted for a long time, and Meng Li, who is punished almost every day, has become a fragrant bun in the kitchen, and she is already a free manpower porter in the kitchen, and everyone is very familiar with her.

Even later, after Meng Li finally practiced supreme kung fu, she had to admit that in fact, her kung fu was rotten to a realm in the face of the next disciple in the audience. And this state has lasted for a long time, many years later, Qin Su once asked her: "You obviously came to Xuanmen to learn kung fu, why are you so bad?" At that time, Meng Li smashed his mouth and sighed: "Maybe it's because I don't want to be a hero, and I don't want to be famous, so I let my kung fu collapse at that time." ”

At that time, Meng Li followed Song Zixian's group of like-minded male disciples with her very mixed, during class, the teacher lectured hard above, she actively followed the gang below to pass a small note, whenever they were free, they would go to the back mountain to dig birds' eggs, go down to the river to fish and shrimp, only twelve years old, but she was already mixed up without the appearance of a girl. The eternal upright face of the law enforcement hall Jing'an is Meng Li's nightmare, once she is caught, a board is indispensable, and she has to work hard to get her back from it. She entered the Xuanmen at the age of ten to learn art, and now it has been two years, and seeing that the small school every three years is in front of her, others are very worried about whether they will succeed in learning, but Meng Li only remembers that there seems to be such a thing, and then she continues to follow Song Zixian's gang heartlessly.

It didn't take long to enter the summer, the white swaying sun is getting more and more spicy day by day, and the large area of long mountains and bamboos on the back mountain can avoid the scorching sun. Between the mountains and forests, the cold waterfall flies in the sky, and it is a good place to enjoy the coolness.

It was hot and stuffy in the bedroom at night, Meng Li went out to enjoy the coolness, and happened to meet Song Zixian and others, and after inquiry, he learned that they also thought that the bedroom was stuffy and mosquito bites, and planned to go to the back mountain to find a coolness. In the middle of the night, when the bright moon was in the sky, the insects were chirping, Meng Li privately felt that it was indeed a good thing to look at, so she went with her, and before leaving, she didn't forget to pick up the half-cooked Wu and Zheng who were sleeping on the bed in order to catch a shield.

Wu Youzheng was caught under her ribs and resisted very dissatisfied, his two calves shook like rattles, Meng Li said strangely: "I really obeyed you, can you sleep on such a hot day?"

"It's useless for you, Master said, your heart is calm and naturally cool!" Wu Youzheng didn't have a good breath.

Meng Li wanted to bring a cushion by the way, so he said: "When I arrive, I'll roast sweet potatoes for you!"

"Okay!" Wu Youzheng immediately grinned.

Several people bent around the winding corridor from the back room to the water bridge, vaguely visible under the bridge under the sporadic water lilies, across the water bridge connected to three towering stairs, then saw the towering and rugged Xuanmen apse, the side hall on both sides of the high erection spread its wings like wings, the vermilion wall is carved around the dragon painting building, the eaves are pecked high, the style is extraordinary, and the wind and rain for a long time appear solemn and simple. Walk through the nave to the main hall, the base is built high by the earth boulders, so that it towers more than ten meters high from the ground, echoes with the surrounding mountains surrounded by trees, it seems to be more imposing, the corridor of the side hall on both sides is like a long rainbow volley, which can be directly connected with the nave, as if the peng is ready to spread its wings at any time.

Along the way, it is more quiet, and during the day, I see that these are the Xuanmen's lofty style, but at the moment they are all silent in the night, especially solemn, in fact, this is only a part of the Xuanmen.

After a few people arrived at the back mountain, they finally breathed a sigh of relief, they broke off the pine branches and burned them to drive away mosquitoes, Meng Li of course did not forget to throw his sweet potatoes from the kitchen into it, Wu and Zhengwang were very happy and looking forward to it. In the mountains and forests, because there are trees to shade the heat of the day, so the night is very cool, a few people around the fire there are talking and laughing, talking, they talk about some strange secrets of the Xuanmen.

"Everyone thinks that Uncle Jing'an of the Law Enforcement Hall is very old-fashioned and decent, in fact, he had a crush on our master when he was young!" Qu Wenchang, who was a little older, knew more about these things, so he began to pretend to tell the story mysteriously.

"This is nothing, Master was very good-looking when she was young, but she never took her children's private affairs in her eyes, and she looked down on Uncle Jing'an. Meng Li was unmoved.

"There is one more thing that you little ones don't know, there was a young disciple with strong martial arts in our Xuanmen Jingzi generation, and it is said that this disciple is the only one who pulled out the first divine soldier of Xuanmen before the age of forty!" Qu Wenchang continued to pretend to be mysterious in front of the bonfire, "I am afraid that you little ones don't even know what our Xuanmen First Divine Soldier is, so let me tell you......"

"I know this!" Wu Youzheng's junior brother immediately raised his hand and hurriedly replied, "The first divine soldier of the Xuanmen Gate is the Ning Sword! More than two hundred years ago, an unknown hero single-handedly defeated seven big villains on the rivers and lakes who were very high in martial arts but were particularly bad, and together with their murder weapons, they were confiscated and sent to the Sword Casting Villa for destruction.

These seven weapons were also famous heavy weapons at that time, the owner of the Sword Casting Villa couldn't bear to lose the treasure iron in the world, so he secretly melted it back into molten iron and poured it into a sharp sword, because it condensed the essence of the seven weapons and the evil spirit, so it was called the condensing sword!

Legend has it that every time a heavy weapon is cast in the world, it will rain heavily! And when the sword was born, it was snowing in June, and people said that this sword used to carry too many lives and was too heavy. Everyone persuaded the owner to destroy the sword to avoid disaster in the future. After that, the rivers and lakes were even more bloody and bloody for this sword, but anyone who was involved with this sword was not allowed to die, so in the end, the people in the rivers and lakes said that this was a cursed sword, a magic sword, even if it was good and sharp, others would stay away from it, and even avoid it.

In the end, our founding patriarch of Xuanmen got this sword by chance, our ancestor grandfather was highly respected and superb in martial arts, but he didn't want to be greedy for merit, so he took this sword for himself and sent it to Shaolin Temple, thinking that the Dharma Realm of Shaolin Temple could suppress its demonic nature. Who knew that after the host of Shaolin Temple at that time received this sword, together with several monks who had attained enlightenment, they could not control its demonic nature after reciting the Dari Rulai mantra for 7749 days in a row, and were almost forced to the point of going mad by the anger of the condensing sword. After that, they felt that only our grandfather in the world today can get it and leave aside distracting thoughts and give it to others, I am afraid that our grandfather and this sword fate, Buddhism pays attention to a fate and immediately returned this sword to the grandfather.

And after our ancestor and grandfather got that sword, not only did they not go mad and have different heads like other people who got the sword, but they also created the Xuanmen and established an immortal career. The host of Shaolin Temple said after knowing that it seems that not everyone can have the condensing sword, although it is a heavy weapon, but once it is obtained by the treacherous gangsters, it will be eaten back and will not be able to die, and the acquisition of the great virtuous person can not only suppress its demonic nature, but also be driven by it, and become famous!"

Wu and Zheng's little junior brother talked about the Tao, and everyone listened to it with relish, but Qu Wenchang, who was robbed of the limelight by him, knocked his little head and said with some unconvincing: "You little ghost, you have heard a lot of small people, and said, who told you this?"

"Master told me that. Wu Youzheng covered his little head and didn't have a good air.

"Master has always treated us disciples fairly and justly, how can such a major matter be just told to you as a child?" Qu Wenchang was a little unconvinced.

"Master said that she told me that she hoped that one day I would be able to succeed in my studies, pull out my condensing sword, and do earth-shattering things like my ancestor and grandfather, so as to glorify my Xuanmen. Wu Youzheng said loudly.

After listening to his fairy tales, everyone unconsciously closed their mouths. The master really has good intentions, and with Wu Youzheng's attainments, his future future is naturally unlimited, but at this moment, when he says it like this, there is still some unpleasantness in everyone's hearts.

"Haha, it turns out that I am roasting sweet potatoes for the future head of our Xuanmen!" Meng Li immediately came and touched Wu Youzheng's little head with interest, and said with a smile. As soon as Meng Li said this, the rest of the people also burst into laughter, and Wu Youzheng knew that he had spoken too much, and with some grievances, he picked up the branch and drew circles on the ground.

"All I know is the origin of Ning Jian, as for what Senior Brother Qu said, I don't know. Wu Youzheng said with a red face.

"Haha, that's, I'm talking about the secret of the Xuanmen!" Qu Wenchang's eyebrows danced, "Do you all know Nanxuan Palace?"

"Nanxuan Palace, who doesn't know this, the famous Demon Palace on the rivers and lakes in recent years!" Meng Li said immediately.

Speaking of the name of Nanxuan Palace, these young people who have not yet entered the rivers and lakes still have heard some of them from their parents. This palace has not been favored by the martial arts decency since walking in the rivers and lakes, first, their family's kung fu is ruthless, vicious, weird and complicated; second, their palace master is also very arrogant because of his strong martial arts, and he has committed public anger in the martial arts after winning many famous martial arts families single-handedly; third, they are not favored by the decency because of their brutal and ruthless style.

Meng Li is from the Meng family of Shandong Junzijian, Junzijian has a mediocre record in the rivers and lakes, just an ordinary martial arts family, but Meng Li's mother is different. Meng Li watched her mother reprimand her father since she was a child, and although his father was angry, she didn't care about it. She always thought that her father was the heart of a husband, but in fact, a more important reason was from the reputation of Meng Li's mother's family.

Meng Li's mother's surname is her name and comes from a famous family.

The master of the first sword in the rivers and lakes has an almost mythical existence in the martial arts, which is unshakable.

When Meng Mu listened to fellow martial artists talk about Nanxuan Palace in the hall, Meng Li deeply remembered the disdainful look in her mother's eyes: "Nanxuan Palace, at best, is just a group of rabble, and now it is still louder with the name of a rising star, in fact, it is not even enough to be qualified to carry shoes for our famous masters!"

"You only know that it is famous, but you can know who their palace master is?" Qu Wenchang continued to pretend.

"How do I know this, I haven't seen it again!" Meng Li said.

"Their palace master is a traitorous disciple of our Xuanmen!" Qu Wenchang said with a radiant expression, "This is the secret of our Xuanmen, firstly, it is embarrassing, and secondly, it is also worried that those fellow martial artists will count the cases committed by the Southern Xuangong in recent years on our heads!"

"Traitorous disciple, how did you rebel?" Meng Li said, and other people also came over with interest.

"I don't know about this, I only know that when he was twenty years old, he pulled out the first divine weapon of the Xuanmen, the condensing sword!" Qu Wenchang continued, "Who doesn't know, the sword qi of the condensing sword is very powerful, and ordinary people can't get close to the sword body at all, all Xuanmen disciples must practice martial arts for more than dozens of years, and only when the internal strength is cultivated to the realm of physical knowledge can they force back the sword qi and pull out the condensing sword, otherwise they will be burned by the sword qi." And this man did it at the age of twenty, and he can count it on!"

"He's so powerful, it's no wonder that he was able to create the Southern Xuan Palace and dominate one side, but since he also named his sect with the character Xuan, he thinks it's also Gu Nian's master!" Meng Li said while fiddling with firewood.

"I don't know about this, I just know that our master has something to do with this person. Qu Wenchang gossiped.

"What's wrong with this, he is about the same age as our master, since he has learned skills in Xuanmen, he naturally has some friendship with his master. Meng Li said with a straight face, then picked up a branch and hit Qu Wenchang and said, "It's really shameless, dare to dig the corner of the master!"

"That's right, beat him, how could such a good person as Master have anything to do with the demon head of the Demon Palace, even if there is, it must be that the master persuaded him not to do evil back then, and that person must have strayed into the Demon Dao without listening!" Wu Youzheng also immediately picked up a branch and threw it at Qu Wenchang.

Qu Wenchang couldn't dodge, and in a blink of an eye, his arm was throbbed by Meng Li, and he immediately begged for mercy: "Don't don't, I also listened to others!"

"The next time I see the person who chews the root of his tongue, I will definitely slap his mouth to see if he dares to ruin our master's reputation!" Wu Youzheng still refused to stop.

Qu Wenchang hurriedly covered his face with his hands and said to Meng Li: "Meng Li, haven't you always said that you are the most courageous, do you dare to go to the Forbidden Forest to take a look?"

"What don't you dare, I'm not even afraid of Uncle Jing'an's board!" Meng Li said immediately.

"Isn't it a big deal, that condensing sword is standing in the Forbidden Forest, I heard that it is guarded by a white fox!" Qu Wenchang said with a smile.

"Joke, the white fox is a beast, how can he take care of such a first-class holy weapon?" Meng Li said in disbelief.

"Meng Li, this is your loneliness, this white fox was born with the ancestor when he opened the sect, and he was born with spirituality. Doesn't the ancient book say that the white fox can live for a thousand years, and only this divine beast can be guarded!"

"Really, that fox is still alive, then I'll have to go and see!" Meng Li said curiously.

"Don't go, the reason why the Forbidden Forest is the Forbidden Forest is because I don't know what terrible things are in it. I heard that it was the site of the first opening of the Xuanmen, but it was destroyed for some reason, and now only some ruins are still standing. The masters and uncles have long explained that it is a place that cannot be visited, not to mention the strange infiltration in the middle of the night!" Song Zixian hurriedly pulled the corner of Meng Li's clothes to stop him.