Under the cold and miserable white moonlight, the Asking Heart Immortal Sword emitted a tyrannical white light that had never been seen before, reflecting in the eyes of Chu Xiao, who was full of red.

At this moment, Chu Xiao's heart was only left with killing.

Just like that night many years ago, in that sea of fire, the boiling flames burned the deep dark night to tears, and red tears stained the entire sky.

That night, everything he had, all the warmth and glory, all the loved ones, was burned in this monstrous fire. And he was just a five-year-old child before he was driven to the cliff by those people step by step, and his eyes were full of fear. Then, as if he suddenly understood something, he jumped into the cliff.

The rapidly falling body and the sharp terrifying wind whistling in his ears frightened his young heart so much that he forgot to cry, that scene, immortal and immortal, has always been hidden in his heart and engraved in his soul.

Fortunately, an unknown tree growing on the cliff wall branched out a thick branch, like a pair of gentle hands, and caught the five-year-old child's rapidly falling body steadily, but the powerful tremor still shocked him unconscious.

When he woke up, he suddenly found that the sky was already bright, and he was in the middle of the mountain, unable to reach the sky, and below was the tumbling abyss.

The five-year-old boy knew in his heart that if he was not careful, he might stumble and fall off the cliff, and then his body would be crushed to pieces, and his body would be licked clean by the wild beasts of the mountain.

However, the instinct for survival overcame all fear, and the five-year-old boy lay on the branch of the great tree for two whole days, thirsty and hungry, so he staggered to his feet, and found that the branch was full of very small red fruit, and he was overjoyed to pick the fruit to satisfy his hunger.

In this way, for five whole days, he ate almost all the fruit from the branches of the surrounding trees, and once again faced the danger of starvation.

So, the five-year-old boy kept looking at the cliff to see someone in the tree, but he didn't dare to move, let alone shout, because he was afraid that if he shouted, it would not be the people who saved him, but the ruthless killers.

So, under this infinite fright and tormented anticipation, the sun rose and sunset, and after two days, when his forehead was like a gossamer, finally a silver-haired, kind-eyed old Taoist priest came through the air, saw him, and then used his big hands to hold this troubled child in his arms.

The child didn't cry or make a fuss, lying firmly in the arms of the old Taoist, closing his eyes, feeling the warmth coming from the old Taoist's withered big hands.

The next moment, this young heart had an uncontrollable fascination with this warmth. But the old Taoist priest didn't ask him, but only took him away from the cliff and came to a town, where he bought a lot of food for him to eat. So, the little boy followed the old Taoist priest all the time.

Where the old Taoist priest goes, he will follow. The two didn't talk much, but the kindness and smile in the eyes of the old Taoist priest were the warmest expressions in the little boy's eyes.

Until the little boy himself told the old Taoist priest what he was full of. Only then did I know that this boy was the eldest son of the Nalan family, the head of the four major families of Xiuzhen: Nalan Qingyun. And what died overnight was the entire Nalan family, more than 100 people, his parents, and his nameless little brother who was born less than four days ago.

After hearing this, the old Taoist priest raised his eyebrows and was speechless for a long time. Then he stood with his hands in his hands and said to him slowly: "Little guy, are you willing to learn the Tao and cultivate immortals with me?" If you are willing, kneel down, kowtow three times, and respect me for Master Qingxuan!"

Since then, in heaven and earth, in the wind and rain, in a trance for 20 years. That boy has already become the chief disciple of the Venerable Master Qingxuan of the Sorrow Sect - Chu Xiao!

The name Chu Xiao was given to him by his own master, and knowing that he had been on the Sorrow Mountain for many years, his master Qing Xuan told him that Chu was his hometown in the vast lake south of the Yangtze River and the name of the tree that caught him when he fell off the cliff that day, made him immortal, and raised him with his own fruit - Chu Shu (Note 1). As for the word Xiao, it is that his hometown is full of nine purple bamboos that can be made into Xiao.

Whether it is a Chu tree or a purple bamboo, they are all trees. The tree is heartless, painless, hateless, and worry-free. Only take root in the soil and sprinkle a green shade.

This is the expectation of this Qingxuan old Taoist priest for this five-year-old child, hoping that he will make a great deal and finally realize the right path.

As a result, there is no Nalan Qingyun in this world, only a worrying little apprentice who has nothing to do with the Xiuzhen family - Chu Xiao!

This secret has been deeply hidden by the white-clothed Chu Xiao for fifteen years, including his fellow juniors and disciples, and even the other heads, they don't know, Chu Xiao himself also thinks that in the past fifteen years, the years of asking in the mountains have smoothed out all his anger and crushed all the painful memories, and some are only full of peace in their hearts, like Chu trees, purple bamboo-like ancient trees without waves.

It wasn't until this young man in white like him slowly walked towards the Liwu Mountain Gate in that piece of sunshine, and finally said to the three major Xiuzhen families with incomparable hatred, he was the young master of the Nalan family Nalan Mingxuan after the sunset of Nalan that Chu Xiao's memory floodgates opened violently, and all the painful memories and all the tyrannical killing intent bombarded his soul straight at that moment.

That smiling young man in white is the blood and blood of the Nalan family, so who am I? Am I just the Chu Xiao who has long forgotten where I was born?

So without hesitation, with his conscience in hand, he wanted to kill this so-called Nalan Mingxuan, so that this hypocritical big lie would be completely ended under the sword of conscience.

The heart of the heart flickered, and the past was bits and pieces, like blood and tears.

However, the moment the Asking Heart Immortal Sword was raised high, it couldn't fall down, a trace of hesitation, a trace of reluctance, and even a trace of confusion.

What if this so-called Nalan Mingxuan is really a member of the Nalan family? If he has been pretending to be and is still hanging in the balance, but he does not resist, only closes his eyes and dies with his hands tied, how can that peace be faked?

Can anyone tell me who this person is?

The hot heart is cold again, all hypocrisy for the Nalan family will be unforgivable!

"Die!-" Under Chu Xiao's cold eyes, a cold light from the Questioning Heart Sword appeared, and without the slightest hesitation, it pierced the invisible air, and with a roar and rage, it slashed towards Nalan Mingxuan's head.

Nalan Mingxuan was motionless, his heart was like stagnant water.

"Bang-" A withered big hand, at the moment when the Questioning Immortal Sword fell with a decisive momentum, it grasped the sword body of the Questioning Sword steadily, without hesitation.

The old man's voice sounded: "Chu Xiao! idiot...... Don't stop it yet!"

Chu Xiao was suddenly startled, and suddenly saw the person in front of him, the red color in his eyes and the murderous aura full of tyranny all disappeared without a trace in this moment.

Nalan Mingxuan was already ready to die, and when he heard this, he slowly opened his eyes, and when he saw the situation in front of him, he was shocked.

An old man with silver hair, wearing a wide robe, pinned his hair with a wooden hairpin, coiled high, and the mountain wind gusted, blowing the scattered silver hair and the empty and wide robe.

But this old Taoist did not move, and firmly clamped the cold and shining Conscience Fairy Sword with a withered big hand.

"Master ......"

"Master Qing Xuan's ......"

Chu Xiao and Nalan Mingxuan shouted out at the same time.

"Idiot, you still can't let go of it, can't you forget it?" there was no anger on the face of the Venerable Master Qingxuan, but an expression of pity.

With a sound of "bell-", Chu Xiao asked the heart fairy sword and suddenly let go, and a white light fell to the ground.

As soon as his body weakened, Chu Xiao slowly knelt down, Fang Cai's murderous aura and anger were long gone, replaced by only sorrow and sorrow all over his body.

"Master, the apprentice thought that he had forgotten and forgotten everything, but after fifteen years, the apprentice found that he really couldn't do it!" Chu Xiao said, and he had already burst into tears.

"Alas, idiot, have you ever forgotten the meaning of your Chu Xiao?" Qingxuan frowned slightly and said slowly.

"Remember!" Chu Xiao nodded.

"Tell me!"

"Yes! Chu Shu, Xiao Zhu, are all trees, and the tree is towering, broad, peaceful and desireless!" Chu Xiao said slowly.

Qingxuan nodded slowly and said, "Peaceful and desireless, can you do it?"

"Apprentice......" Chu Xiao was speechless for a while, and was stunned there.

Qing Xuan slowly moved his eyes to Lu Yun, who was already frightened, and said with a kind smile: "Lu Yun'er, there is nothing to do here, it's just your Senior Brother Chu to test the cultivation of the new disciples, you go, take me to ask your family about the first seat!"

After that, he looked at Lu Yun with a smile, Lu Yun was excited, and then he came back to his senses and said busily: "Yes, yes, Lu Yun will definitely bring the words!"

Master Qingxuan saw that Lu Yun was far away, so he slowly walked to Nalan Mingxuan, who was already kneeling on the ground, glanced at him with some appreciation, and said with a smile: "Nalan Mingxuan, is it?"

Nalan Mingxuan hurriedly kowtowed, and said respectfully: "It's the kid, the kid deserves death, he has alarmed the master of Qingxuan, and he bothered you to save ......."

Qing Xuan smiled when he heard this, and only waved his hand and said, "It's true that you shocked me, but when did I promise to save you!"

As soon as these words came out, Nalan Mingxuan and Chu Xiao were both stunned, and looked at Master Qingxuan with great confusion.

Master Qing Xuan twisted his gray beard, gently walked to Chu Xiao's approach, picked up the Questioning Fairy Sword on the ground, and then wiped the dust on the sword with a wide sleeve robe, and then slowly handed it to Chu Xiao's approach, and said softly: "Chu Xiao, when did this Questioning Sword give it to you?"

Chu Xiao didn't hesitate and said, "It's when the apprentice is fifteen years old." ”

Qingxuan nodded and said: "This conscience is the immortal sword that was rampant in the early years of the teacher, I gave it to you, do you remember what you said?"

Chu Xiao nodded, and his voice was already a little calm: "Shizun once told the apprentice that the cultivation of the immortal asked, the emphasis is on cultivating the heart, and what you do should be worthy of your heart, this sword of asking the heart is to ask your own heart at all times before the apprentice does something, if the heart is at ease, you can do it, if you are uneasy, you can't do it!"

Qing Xuan nodded slowly and said, "Yes, but you still remember it, and it's not easy! Now, you pick it up and ask your own heart, whether you are at peace or not!"

With that, he handed the Questioning Sword to Chu Xiao's hand.

In an instant, the white light of the Conscience Sword lingered, and the sword qi roared, but in Chu Xiao's hand, it was a weight of thousands of catties.

Chu Xiao's heart began to tremble slowly.

Qingxuan looked at Nalan Mingxuan again and said, "Nalan Mingxuan, if you die under Chu Xiao's sword now, do you have any hatred?"

Nalan Mingxuan was stunned for a moment, but then there was a peace in his eyes, and he gave a deep salute: "There is hatred, but I don't dare to hate, Nalan only blames Shi Ye!

"Okay!Chu Xiao, now, your enemy is right in front of you, you pick up the Sword of Inquiry and kill him!" Qing Xuan slowly looked at Chu Xiao.

Then he slowly stood up, turned his back to Chu Xiao, and stood with his hands in his hands, no longer obstructing.

Chu Xiao's heart was now full of pain and entanglement, and the white light of the Asking Heart Fairy Sword flickered, torturing his heart over and over again, killing or forgiving?

These two states of mind tore Chu Xiao's heart apart, and the blood flowed like an infusion.

The past is like smoke, scene by scene.

"From now on, you will be called Chu Xiaoba......"

"As a teacher, I hope you are like a tree, silent and down-to-earth......"

"This Questioning Immortal Sword is really asking your heart......

The past is all over the place, and those words are still in my ears.

It's just that the monstrous fire, the heart-rending cry, and the words that he is really and really the blood of the Nalan family, how can he be relieved, how can he let go!

Can't do it! Can't do it! Can't do it!

Kill him!" Chu Xiao suddenly clenched the Questioning Immortal Sword, and walked towards Nalan Mingxuan step by step.

Nalan Mingxuan's face was pale, but he was stubborn and did not dodge, and looked straight at the cold sword aura emitted by the Questioning Heart Immortal Sword.

One-step!

Two steps!

Three steps!

Five-step ......

A compassionate mantra slowly flowed from the sky to Chu Xiao's heart: "Those who ask their hearts, that is, they are ashamed to ask and be ashamed, and the heart of the person who asks is also, when there is no heart, there will be no desire, no vain, no killing, no sorrow, no joy, no seeking!, no heart to ask, is the essence of the heart......"

The words are heart-wrenching, and the thunder is piercing.

Chu Xiao had already slowly walked in front of Nalan Mingxuan, and raised the Questioning Immortal Sword high.

The fairy sword is brilliant, reflecting the black night sky, and also reflecting Chu Xiao's deep heart.

Suddenly, there was a clear sound of conscience, and a white light was already hidden behind Chu Xiao.

The next moment, the white clothes moved lightly, and they were already far away, and only one word echoed for a long time: "Nalan Mingxuan, you have to remember that if he knows that you will take this name as a disaster and worry, thousands of miles away, you will take the first rank!"

Nalan Mingxuan was horrified in his heart, and his whole body was already trembling.

Suddenly, another voice came: "From today on, there is no Nalan Qingyun in the world, only Chu Xiaoer......!"

After a long time, Nalan Mingxuan slowly stood up, and then looked at the place where Qingxuan was standing, but he couldn't even find Qingxuan's figure.

............

Looking at the peak of worry, through the top of the Xuanding, ask the sword hall.

There was no one in the hall, and in the dim candlelight, only the Venerable Master Qingxuan and Chu Xiao sat opposite each other.

"Xiao'er, have you really let it go?" Master Qingxuan slowly looked at Chu Xiao in front of him.

Chu Xiao was stunned when he heard this. I was speechless for a while.

Qing Xuan smiled and said: "But it's no wonder, my heart is like a nightmare, how can I say that I will let go of it, even if I am a teacher, I am also angry because of a right and wrong many years ago." It's just that I don't mention it, but it's not easy for you to do this today. ”

Chu Xiao nodded and said slowly, "Master Xie..."

"You don't have to thank me, everything is your own choice, but I have also hidden something from you for many years, and now I will tell you about it. In fact, after learning your identity, I have gone down to Liwu Mountain many times and went to the vast lake in the south of the Yangtze River to find out if there are any surviving descendants of the Nalan clan......"

Qing Xuan looked at Chu Xiao slowly, only to see that his eyes suddenly widened, and even his breathing became short.

Qingxuan nodded and said, "Let me ask you, do you have a brother?"

Chu Xiao nodded suddenly: "Yes, I have a brother, but he was born less than five days ago......"

Qing Xuan said with a look of certainty: "In this way, it is good, I have visited many places over the years, and I have heard the people of the Xuan Curse Sect and the Xiaoyao Palace say that there is a powerful person who saved a baby from the Nalan family." At that time, the teacher thought it was a rumor, because you were the descendant of Nalan Xifeng, so I didn't dig deeper, and then with the demise of Xiaoyao Palace and the Xuan Curse Sect, the matter was over, and now I think about it, Nalan Mingxuan, perhaps, is really the queen of Nalan......"

Chu Xiao stood up, with irrepressible excitement in his eyes.

Qing Xuan smiled and said: "The past is long, you calm down, ask him calmly after a while, maybe there will be an answer, you go!"

Chu Xiao nodded and went slowly, but looking at the back, there was a trace of inexplicable joy in addition to excitement......

In the empty hall, there was not a single sound, only a candle still shining in a dim light.

Master Qing Xuan sat there silently, the candlelight only shining on half of his figure, even his expression could not be seen, he remained motionless, as if he was asleep.

The candlelight flickered, stretching the huge back behind him, and behind him was a cloud of darkness.

Suddenly, Qing Xuanyu muttered to himself, as if there was someone else in this hall besides him: "I say this, are you satisfied?......

The darkness behind him seemed to move suddenly, as if nodding.

It's just that I don't know if the shadow of the candle was swayed by the wind that poured in from outside the temple......

Note 1: Chu tree, often broad deciduous plant. It is commonly found in the Yangtze River basin, the leaves have five corners, divided into two species, male and female, the female tree fruit is red, sweet in taste. A male tree with clusters of seeds. The villagers call it Chu grapes, which can be eaten as vegetables. Delicious.