The Far North of the Eternal Domain.

There is an icy and snowy land called the Ice Realm.

"Brush!"

"Brush!"

The graceful girl who is about fourteen or fifteen years old is cultivating, and the sword light has rolled up layers of thick snow.

Her name is Mo Muxi.

Ben is the daughter of an ordinary family.

By chance, he worshipped a strong man as a teacher, and since then he has embarked on the road of martial arts.

Because it is very compatible with the ice attribute, in just a few years, he has broken through to the Zhuan Dan realm, which can be regarded as a genius.

Slightly.

Mo Muxi withdrew his sword and saluted respectfully: "Master, the apprentice has already comprehended the Thousands of Chilling Heart Sword Techniques, I wonder if he can participate in the Cosmic Holy War ten years later?"

On top of the iceberg in front of her, there was a woman with a graceful figure, although the white veil covered her face, and it was difficult to see her face clearly, but her body exuded an aura that was colder than the environment.

"Far from it. ”

The cold woman said lightly, there was no emotion between her words, and it was as cold as an iceberg under her feet.

Mo Muxi got used to it.

I have been practicing with my master for three years, and I have always been like this.

"Those who are qualified to participate in the Cosmic Sacred Warrior are all the top geniuses in the world, so in ten years, you must break through to the Truth Seeking Realm. The woman said again.

Looking for the truth?

Mo Muxi said secretly: "It's out of reach." ”

"Remember. The woman added: "Ice martial artists are as important as stopping water, and if there is a tie, it will eventually become an obstacle to the path of martial arts." ”

Mo Muxi said: "The apprentice remembers the teachings of the master. ”

It may be that Shizun suddenly said so many words coldly, which made her muster up the courage and said weakly: "Shizun is so powerful, has he achieved that his heart is like stopping water and he has no worries?"

"Nope. ”

"Huh?"

This answer surprised Mo Muxi.

Shizun is also a strong ice system, and even demonstrated to himself the magic power of freezing the entire plane with a wave of his hand, isn't this as good as stopping water?

"Mu Xi. ”

The woman said lightly: "The most memorable thing in the world is love, you will go out to experience in the future, don't be emotional to men, otherwise, in the end, you will harm yourself." ”

"Got it!"

Mo Muxi said secretly: "Master must be emotional!"

After that, he secretly glanced at the bracelet on Shizun's wrist, and muttered in his heart: "It's obviously a very ordinary treasure, but Shizun cares about it very much, I'm afraid it was given by that emotional person." ”

This girl is very thoughtful.

"Let's go. ”

The woman said, "Return to the sect with the teacher." ”

"Zongmen?"

Mo Muxi was surprised.

"As a teacher, you are a great disciple of the Wangu Sect, you are my apprentice, and naturally you are also a disciple of the sect. The woman said.

Ten Thousand Ancient Sects?

Mo Muxi hadn't heard of it.

The background was originally very ordinary, and after apprenticing to a teacher, he came to the icy and snowy land to cultivate, and he naturally had never heard of the legendary sect that shook the ancient domain.

"Whew————————"

On this day, the ice realm shimmered with brilliant white rays, running through the heavens and the earth, and did not dissipate for a long time.

......

In the countryside, thatched huts.

Curling smoke rises from the chimney.

"Get the posture right. ”

In the clean courtyard, a middle-aged man in rough clothes with a beard said behind his back.

"Yes!"

Li Guiyuan, who was about three or four years old, hurriedly straightened his body, although he was a milky child, his standing posture was very standard, and he looked like material for practicing martial arts.

"Stand for an hour. ”

"Yes!"

Father's words were orders, and Li Guiyuan did not dare to disobey them.

"Husband. At this time, a woman dressed plainly and with a delicate appearance came out and complained: "Guiyuan is still a child." ”

"Martial arts should be cultivated from a young age. The rough-clad man said.

“......”

"Mother. ”

Li Guiyuan smiled: "I'm not tired!"

This kid is very sensible.

Mother shook her head and went back to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

An hour later, the little guy relaxed from his steady, then sat on the ground, wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, and said with a smile: "Dad, tell me the story of the Sect Master of the Ten Thousand Ancient Sect again." ”

"Okay. ”

The rough-clothed man sat down, touched his son's little head and said with a smile: "Your name was given by the sect master of the Ten Thousand Ancient Sect, and it was taken from the lotus hat with the slanting sun, and the green mountains returned alone. ”

"Really?"

The little one almost jumped in excitement.

Doraemon said that it is impossible to give such an elegant name with the dog's remaining IQ, there is definitely a problem.

Although he is only three years old, he is different from Mo Muxi's ignorance of the world, Li Guiyuan often listens to the stories of the Wangu Sect and falls asleep, especially worships the master of the sect the most.

Unexpectedly.

He gave his name!

"Daddy!"

Li Guiyuan said excitedly: "Do you know the Sect Master of the Ten Thousand Ancient Sect?"

"Recognize. ”

"Wow! Daddy is amazing!"

The rough-clothed man hooked the tip of his son's nose with his small hand, and said with a smile: "Is it okay for Dad to take you to the Wangu Sect?"

"Isn't the Ten Thousand Ancient Sect far away from us?" Li Guiyuan said blankly.

"Close your eyes. ”

The rough-dressed man said with a loving face.

"Oh. ”

Li Guiyuan did so, and suddenly he felt that the sky was dark, and when he opened his eyes again, his bright eyes gradually widened.

Within the field of vision is a towering huge palace, surrounded by clouds and mist, just like the fairyland that my father said, and the big sign engraved with the words 'Iron Bone Zhengzheng' is particularly dazzling!

"Son. ”

The rough man's voice came: "This is the Ten Thousand Ancient Sect." ”

“......”

The little guy was shocked for a long time and didn't come back to his senses.

"Huh?"

At this time, several sect disciples wearing bewitching costumes came over, carefully looked at Li Guiyuan who was in a daze, and exclaimed in unison: "Second Senior Brother, your son looks too much like you, it's just carved out of a mold!"

"Nonsense. ”

Li Shangtian, who was carrying a camera, happened to pass by, glared at the junior brothers, and said, "Of course the disciples of the second senior brother are like the second senior brothers, is it still like ......?"

"Senior brother, be careful!"

Someone exclaimed.

"Huh!" At this moment, the happy football flew close to the ground at a high speed, and after reaching the crotch, it suddenly rushed up, and when it was about to hit his chin, Li Shangtian faced the camera calmly, shrugged and said: "Familiar taste." ”

"Boom ——————————————"

Thousands of miles away, after determining the target, Li Fei slowly retracted his feet and said, "This is the end of not being able to speak." ”

One black and two black roared: "The ball you kicked first, what he said later, just happened to be good!"

"Daddy......"

Li Guiyuan finally came back to his senses, turned his head to look at his father, and found that he had taken off his coarse clothes and changed into a sect uniform of extremely high material.

"Son. Li Qingyang put his hand on his head, looked at the plaque hanging in the main hall, and said seriously: "Dad is the second disciple of the Wangu Sect, the stone slab you step on and the buildings you see are all built by Daddy." ”

Rumble!

Li Guiyuan blew up directly.

My dad ...... Is it the second disciple of the Ten Thousand Ancient Sect?!

"From today on, you are the second-generation disciple of the Ten Thousand Ancient Sect, and my father hopes that you can be diligent in cultivating martial arts and assist the future young sect master wholeheartedly. ”

This sentence is deeply imprinted in Li Guiyuan's heart, until he becomes an adult, he still remembers his father's teachings and is still waiting for the young sect master, even if he was later beheaded by the rivers and lakes, but the story of the second generation is still silently carried out in a place where readers can't see.

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After writing more than a month later, many characters are a little unfamiliar.

The next update, who knows how long.