It's sunlight again, smiling like sunshine, as if it bloomed from the top of a mountain. This mountain is the Nine Heavens Mountain, the highest mountain in the world, as if it can reach the Nine Heavens directly, hence the name. The highest peak is called the Nine Heavens Peak, which is covered with snow all year round, and is the best place to ascend to the heavenly realm. Slowly down, the plants become more and more abundant. Halfway up the mountain, in the dense woods, in the clouds, there is a grand building complex along the mountain, and those who have a heart can see at a glance that the location of the buildings is arranged in strict accordance with the yin and yang gossip, and there is no mountain gate, and there is no mountain road to the outside world, because the sect requires that if the disciple wants to go down the mountain, at least he must be able to fly with the sword. In the middle of the complex, a stone sword with a height of more than twenty rods towered. This is the first major sect of the righteous path, the Heavenly Sword Sect.

The Heavenly Sword Sect has a history of three thousand years. It is said that the birth of the Heavenly Sword Sect was due to the fact that the first head of the sect, Xuanzhen Daoren, obtained a Heavenly Sword from the Heavenly God, which was forged from Nuwa's Heavenly Replenishing Divine Stone. With this heavenly sword, the Xuanzhen Dao people helped the immortal world defeat the demon world in a great battle of immortals and demons that occurred in the human world three thousand years ago, and finally soared on the Nine Heavens Peak and ranked in the immortal class. But he kept the Heavenly Sword and founded the Heavenly Sword Sect to prevent the next invasion of the Demon Realm. As the treasure of the town faction, the Heavenly Sword can only be used by the heads of previous dynasties. However, in the past three thousand years, the Heavenly Sword has really been unsheathed once, and that is the battle between good and evil a thousand years ago. Different sects have different versions of the legend of the war, but the cause is more or less the same. It is said that after the defeat of the Immortal and Demon War, the Demon Realm realized that the real reason for their defeat was that there was no support from humans. Human beings may seem weak, but they have a very special power that allows them to survive in this cruel world. The Immortal Realm realized this first, so they won the first Immortal Demon War. In order to redeem the disadvantage, the demon world also decided to support its own power in the human world. This faction is called the "Evil Path". The war between good and evil is a battle between these two forces. The result is evident from the present form, that the right way wins. Since then, the evil path has suffered a great loss of vitality, and there has never been such a big move. Although there was a counterattack by the evil forces a hundred years ago, the difference in strength was quite obvious compared to the righteous forces at that time, and after some insignificant victories at the beginning, they were defeated by a single blow, and since then they have been hidden again.

Since that war, the mainstream righteous path forces on the mainland, except for the Jiutian Mountain, have gradually stabilized into Dafan Temple, Baihua Valley and Qingyu Mountain. Among them, the Tianjian Sect and the Qinghui Sect both belong to Taoism, the Dafan Temple is a Buddhist family, and the Hundred Flowers Valley is more special. Of course, there are also some neutral forces, the most famous being Sword Forge Villa and Ten Thousand Beasts Pavilion, which have their own beliefs. For example, the Ten Thousand Beasts Pavilion believes in the beast god, the patron saint of the legendary Southern Barbarians, and then the Sword Casting Villa, which is even more peculiar, they do not believe in any gods, and the only thing that can be called belief is the sword. They are able to remain neutral on this continent, and naturally have their own way of survival, which will be described in detail later.

It is precisely because of this pattern of "a hundred schools of thought contending" that there is no unified standard for martial arts on the mainland, and basically a slightly larger sect has its own set of martial arts systems and realm standards, such as the Jiutian Mountain is divided into the three realms of "man", "earth" and "heaven", and the Dafan Temple is divided into "people", "heaven", "sound", "yuanjue" and "Buddha" five vehicles. These are indeed just different names, just like treating the aura of heaven and earth, which is called "Dao Qi" when it is used by Taoists, and "Buddha Qi" when it is used by Buddhists, and it becomes "Demon Qi" when it comes to the hands of evil crooked Taoists. As for which one is stronger, it depends on who can survive to the end in the struggle of life and death.

At the foot of the Nine Heavens Mountains are mountains that stretch for hundreds of miles. The mountains have four distinct seasons, a pleasant climate, and excellent water and soil, so it is natural that various towns are formed.

The town closest to the Nine Heavens Mountains is called Qiuxian Town. Originally, this town was not called this name, but later, with the rise of the Heavenly Sword Sect, more and more people came. The vast majority of people want to worship under his door, ask for immortals, and some ask for medical advice and the like. In short, this small town, which existed for now, has a new name and unprecedented prosperity.

At the edge of the town, near the Nine Heavens Mountain, there is a courtyard that is not too big or too small. The courtyard is quaint and tidy, giving people a solemn and vibrant feeling.

In the guest room, a beautiful young woman who looked to be in her thirties at most was sitting in front of the bed, shrugging her eyebrows, and said anxiously: "Didn't the master say that this little baby is just out of strength, and with excessive fright, she will wake up in a few days? Why hasn't she woken up yet? It's been half a month!"

A middle-aged man stepped forward, gently held her hand, smiled and said, "Don't worry, I've seen it, this child is breathing smoothly, his pulse is stable, and his body is strong, he will definitely be fine." He may just be too out of strength. But according to the situation, I should be waking up in the next few days. ”

After speaking, the man patted the woman's hand, sending a burst of warmth. After so many years, this warmth has never faded, starting from the first time holding hands, towards the white-headed old man he said to her, all the way. The woman gently rests her head on her husband's chest, and when she smells this familiar smell, the smell of deer that still bumps into her after ten years, she will feel very happy and secure. She felt that even if the world fell, as long as he was by her side, she could face it with a smile.

A "cough" broke their atmosphere. They looked at the little one excitedly. Finally there's movement!

After a while, the child on the bed slowly opened his eyes. The child's eyes gradually changed from blurry to clear. Suddenly, as if he had been greatly stimulated, he "swished" to his feet, leaning against the corner of the bed and baring his teeth, his eyes full of anger and horror.

"Don't be afraid. The middle-aged man reached over and tried to stroke his head. But the outstretched hand suddenly hurt, the wrist had been bitten fiercely, and a few traces of blood flowed down the corner of the child's mouth. The middle-aged man's brows furrowed slightly, and then he recovered immediately. He shook his head at his wife and smiled, turned his head to look at the child, and smiled kindly. After looking at each other for a moment, he stretched out his other hand and made the same motion as before. This time the child did not hide. He touched the child's head gently, gently.

It felt like at that time, when he was pillowed on the belly of his mother wolf, and the sun was shining on him, so warm, so warm... The child's gaze softened slowly. He let go of his mouth, retreated into the corner, and began to cry aloud. At this moment, how much he looked like a normal child, not a wolf in the forest. From this moment on, he was no longer a wolf, but an ordinary child, a little human boy.

The woman was so distressed that she sat down beside the child, and embraced him into her arms, allowing his tears and snot to run down her neat clothes. She just patted him gently on the back until the child cried and fell asleep.

The woman laid the sleeping child away and wiped away tears from his face.

The middle-aged man shook his head and sighed: "It seems that he was abandoned in the barren forest as soon as he was born, judging from the little wolf in his arms when he was rescued and the movements just now, he should have been raised by wolves." According to the master's description, it should have been the wolves killed by the robbers, and the robbers died mysteriously. After experiencing so many lives and deaths at such a young age, and still being able to live until now, this son is by no means ordinary! Yan'er, let's treat him as our own child in the future. ”

Murong Yan nodded, with a trace of sorrow in his eyes, "Nianlang, it's all because I'm not angry, it's been ten years since I got married, and I can't give birth to a boy and a half girl for you, I feel ashamed of the ancestors of the Heavenly Family when I think about it." ”

Tiannian gently hugged her from behind, "Don't think so, God will have his own arrangements." Maybe God had already arranged it, so he was sent over. I am sure that he will bring us good luck and blessings. ”

The eyes of both men looked at the little boy tenderly, and although they had been watching it for many days, the more they looked at it, the more they liked it. This little boy with a thin body, but very beautiful facial features, even a bit like a girl, in their minds, is already his own flesh and blood.

The little boy didn't sleep long this time. When he woke up, Murong Yan came in with a bowl of porridge and pushed the door in, and it was already dark.

"Hungry, come, eat. Murong Yan put the porridge on the bedside.

The little boy smelled the thick aroma of rice, and although he had never eaten it, his intuition told him that it was delicious. So he reached out and grabbed it. As soon as he touched it, he immediately retracted it, and then shook his hand desperately.

Murong Yan smiled and shook his head, "That's not the case. As she spoke, she took the boy's little hand, put it to her mouth, and blew it softly. Then pick up the bowl, scoop up a small spoon with a small spoon, blow it on the side of his mouth, bring it to his mouth, and then "ah" signal him to open his mouth and put the food into his mouth.

Eaten. The door opened again, and Tiannian walked in with something in his arms. "You're awake," he said, as he walked over, "and see who I brought to you." ”

A small furry head poked out of Tiannian's arms. The little boy pounced excitedly and rubbed his head against it. This is the little wolf with him. They are like brothers. No, for them they are brothers.

Tiannian and Murong Yan looked at each other and smiled.

"Let's give him a name," Murong Yan said, "but what should we name him?" I haven't thought about it, what about you?"

Tiannian shook his head: "I didn't think about it either. He looked down and thought for a moment, then said, "Then let's let him take it." ”

Murong Yan looked at him suspiciously: "How to take it?"

Tiannian smiled proudly, like a naughty child, and shook his head as he walked: "Mountain people have their own clever plans. ”

After about a cup of tea, he came in through the door, went to the bed, and said to the boy, "Little one, your fate is in your own hands." ”

After speaking, he took out a thick stack of small pieces of paper from his arms, looked at more than a hundred sheets, and then spread the pieces of paper on the bed, each with a different word written on it.

Murong Yan understood, "Are you letting him choose by himself?" but he can't read. ”

Tiannian pulled his wife to his side and said, "Don't worry, if this child can live until now, it means that God treats him well, so we should believe that his fate has its own providence." ”

Murong Yan nodded silently.

Tiannian hugged the boy and the little wolf to the paved piece of paper. The boy continued to play with the wolf cub. He rolled over the scraps of paper, inadvertently grabbing one in his hand. He opened his hand, looked at the strange thing, sniffed it again, and still felt strange. Just when he wanted to put the paper in his mouth, he was stopped by Tiannian in time. Tiannian took the piece of paper, opened it and saw that there was a word "shu" in the middle.

"Tianshu...... Is it called Tianshu?" Murong Yan seemed to be talking to herself, as if she was asking her husband.

Tiannian held her hand, "Extraordinary people must have extraordinary fate, you and I don't have to worry too much, it is also our destiny to meet him, we can only do what we should do." ”

Murong Yan looked at her husband, then at Tianshu, and nodded silently. "Okay, in that case, let's make it his birthday. Murong Yan obviously agreed with her husband's proposal, "But it's too late today, let's celebrate his birthday tomorrow." "Well, okay, let's go rest too. ”

Just as they were about to turn away, the little wolf barked. They turned their heads, and Tiannian found that the little wolf was looking at them eagerly. "You want a name too?" said the little wolf wagging his tail happily and holding up a piece of paper with his head down. Tiannian took it and looked at it, and it was the word "Tian" on the paper, "This name is not suitable for you." But since you took it yourself, there's no way, right, Tiantian?" he said, stretched out his two hands and touched the heads of the two little ones, "Okay, it's not early, you don't play too late, rest early." ”

After speaking, he took his wife's hand and went back to his room.