After crossing the Yangtze River, Xiao Yao rode his horse and galloped for a few days, and then he saw a majestic mountain range running through the east and west in the distance, but there was no end in sight.

After looking closely, he vaguely recognized that it was the generation of Wuling Mountain where he had lived for more than ten years, Xiao Yao had been dependent on his grandfather Ling Yinzi in the Peach Blossom Gorge of Wuling Mountain since he was a child, and he was as familiar with the mountain roads and forests of Wuling Mountain as his own backyard, but he never thought that the mountain range where he lived since childhood was so magnificent from a distance.

After walking for a while, I finally arrived at the foot of Wuling Mountain, looking at the tung oil and fir trees all over the mountain, my childhood memories came alive, and I thought that the grandfather of the Sword Sect had said that he was waiting for him in the bone mound, so he purchased a lot of groceries from the town at the foot of the mountain, and bought a few jars of Wuling Chun, and wronged the tall Shenjun's mount Silver Mane as the foot of the return carry.

He walked in front with the reins and walked to the depths of Nawuling Mountain.

The roads deep in the mountains are rough, but thanks to the silver-maned horse's physical strength, they are able to deal with it.

Xiao Yao didn't know how to rub on the surface of some rocks and trees, as if he was greeting friends he hadn't seen for a long time.

When he arrived at the location of the bone mound in his memory, he no longer saw the bones of the corpse mountain of the past, and even the broken blade was not left, and there was no appearance of the bone mound in the past, if it weren't for the biting cold, Xiao Yao would even wonder if he had gone to the wrong place, but how could he be wrong in such a memorable place.

I still remember when I was a child, Grandpa Lingyinzi never allowed Xiao Yao to sneak away to the bone mound, Xiao Yao couldn't help but be curious when he was twelve years old, and sneaked out of the Peach Blossom Gorge to the bone mound to find the grandfather of the Sword Sect.

Xiao Yao finally understood what a bone mound was, the mountains of white bone corpses, the broken blades all over the mountains, even in the midday air in the middle of summer, there was a biting cold.

Grandpa Sword Sect said that the cold came from the killing intent, but Grandpa Lingyinzi said that it was the resentment of countless dead souls, but no matter who said it correctly, it didn't matter to Xiao Yao when he was a child, since the day he saw the countless white bones and corpses and experienced the cold air of freezing bone marrow, Xiao Xiao Yao was seriously ill, and it was not until a long time later that he gradually recovered.

Although Grandpa Lingyinzi didn't reprimand him that time, after Xiao Yao recovered from his illness, he no longer refused to go to the bone mound easily, and even had a faint fear of the Sword Sect's grandfather, but what Xiao Yao didn't expect at that time was that the Sword Sect was angry with the bone mound because of Xiao Yao's illness back then, and in a fit of anger, he actually destroyed the bone mound that had been operating for decades, and countless corpses and bones were swept into the valley stream abyss by him, and the blades of countless defeated opponents were buried on the spot, only the cold air that had accumulated over time could not be dispersed.

With Xiao Yao's current martial arts, the biting cold in the air of the bone mound still made him feel uncomfortable, and he really didn't know how the Sword Sect's grandfather had lived here for decades.

"Grandpa Sword Sect, Xiao Yao is back. ”

"Grandpa Sword Sect, Xiao Yao has come back to see you. ”

shouted a few times outside the door, but no one responded, Xiao Yao was shocked, remembering the scene of the day Lingyinzi's grandfather passed away, threw down the reins and pushed open the door of the bamboo house and broke in.

I saw that the bamboo house where the Sword Sect lived on weekdays was empty, and a thin layer of dust had fallen on the table, obviously no one had lived and cleaned it for some days.

I didn't think about it at the moment, but I thought that the grandfather of the Sword Sect must be afraid that he would not find a place, so he moved to live in the wooden house in the Peach Blossom Gorge, so he walked out of the bamboo house and took the door to the wooden house where he and his grandfather were in the Peach Blossom Gorge.

When he got to the wooden house, he still didn't see the grandfather of the Sword Sect, but Xiao Yao was a little panicked at this time, in this world, Xiao Yao's real relatives were only two grandfathers except for his parents who had never met, and now that Grandpa Lingyinzi had passed away, if the grandfather of the Sword Sect was also gone, then he would really be a complete 'orphan'.

After carefully searching in several wooden houses, he finally saw a few words left by the Sword Sect on the wall of the cabin where he used to live: "Xiao Yao, Grandpa Sword has some things that need to be left for a while, if you can't find Grandpa in the valley, don't panic, when Grandpa Jian finishes things, he will rush back as soon as possible." ”

Xiao Yao saw the message of the Sword Sect, and knew that Grandpa Sword was fine, so he was relieved, and it didn't matter where the Sword Sect went, what he did.

After going out, he moved the goods on the mount, stored the wine in the small cellar, and put the bacon and rice cloth in order, and after thinking about it, he approached the hut and drew an image of a white-bearded old man with the tip of the silver spear under the message of the Sword Sect, and then he was satisfied and rode the silver-maned horse and left Wuling Mountain to continue south.

Ninety Thousand Mountain, also known as 'Ninety Thousand Mountain', is located in the southwest of China, hundreds of zhang high, the peaks and peaks are undulating, the momentum is majestic, the mountain is up to the birds and beasts, down to the vicious insects and poisonous Gu. The famous Wanshou Mountain Villa is in the dense forest here, and the location of the mountain villa is hidden and the terrain is dangerous.

It is said that the ancestors who first settled here were gifted and gifted to turn the five birds from the famous doctor Hua Tuo into a set of martial arts, but it was through the imitation of tigers, deer, bears, apes, cranes and other spirit animals.

In the White Tiger Hall of Wanshou Villa, Xue Zhanlong, the owner of this generation of Wanshou Villa, is walking around in the hall, this Xue Zhanlong is famous for the Tiger and Crane Shuangxing Fist, and he is a strong martial artist, fierce and rough in appearance, but in fact he is meticulous and sober-minded, since more than ten years ago he has faintly had a hegemonic posture after showing favor to the Xuanluo Divine Sect, but now he doesn't know what to worry about.

At this moment, a reckless man in green broke into the White Tiger Hall and called "Dad", but it was Xue Zhanlong's son Xue Yong.

Xue Zhanlong didn't wait for Xue Yong to finish speaking, and then rushed to say: "But there is news of your sister-in-law." ”

Xue Yong shook his head and said, "There is no news of my sister, but in the past few days, some of our people have seen that there are always some Miao people haunting the mountains." ”

Xue Zhanlong's face is fierce and powerful, but this Xue Yong has a wild nose and a wide mouth, and his appearance is very vicious, and he shakes his head like a beast.

Xue Zhanlong frowned and said: "At this time, I don't have time to take care of these barbarians, send more people to guard outside the Hundred Beast Forest, and come back to report as soon as I find something." ”

Xue Yong said suddenly: "Dad, it's been more than ten days since my sister entered the Hundred Beast Forest, and she hasn't seen anyone come out until now, do you think it will ......?"

Before the words fell, Xue Zhanlong had already raised his hand and gave him a big mouth, and shouted angrily: "Fart!!"

This time he shot out angrily, and the corners of Xue Yong's mouth were faintly dripping blood.

Xue Zhanlong regretted it as soon as he made a move, he knew that his son had no brute strength but no scheming, and he didn't take it seriously when he thought about it, but he was really worried about his daughter's safety.