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At night, look at the peak of worry, and pass through the top of the Xuan.

The silver hook is like a stroke, and the stars are all over the sky.

After the hustle and bustle of the day, Lishou Mountain once again ushered in the silence of the night. Everyone had fallen asleep in the night.

And on top of this Tongxuan, it seems that there are still people who have not slept.

Tongxuanding, this name is given here, which means that one day you can enter the Xuan, and the avenue can be expected. One is also because the terrain here is extremely high, this peak is high and steep, straight into the sky, hence the name Tongxuan.

Away from the nine veins, there is a very high peak, this Tongxuanding is a place, there is a stone building at the highest place of the Xuanding, looking at it from afar, the moon hook hangs directly on the peak, and the stone building at the very high place, under the cover of the moonlight, it is even more precipitous.

The cliffs are steep, and the dangerous buildings are the stars. Maybe that's it.

It's just that no matter how majestic the scenery here is, no one appreciates it anymore.

On the top of this thousand-foot Tongxuan, there is only one figure, under the starry sky, in the bright moon like a hook, in the bleak wind of annihilation, in front of the stone gate of this stone building, kneeling for a long time, motionless, silent, not sad or happy.

If anyone passes by here, they will know that this person has been kneeling like this since the day, and now several hours have passed, but he is still kneeling like this, looking at the closed stone door, there seems to be a little expectation, a little sadness and bitterness.

What was even more conspicuous was that he knelt there, and someone had someone on his feet locked with iron shackles, which were hard and looked extremely heavy, reflecting a cold light under the moonlight.

This person was dressed in white, although he was wearing a disheveled hair and looked a little embarrassed, but he still couldn't hide his handsome temperament and face.

This person is Chu Xiao, the former chief disciple of Wangwu Peak and Qingxuan's beloved disciple. Now, he is just a miscellaneous disciple of the outer gate.

What is he kneeling here at such a late hour?

Although the stone door of the stone building was closed, there was a faint glimmer of light from the gap in the stone door and the stone window, which should be a candle lit inside the stone building, and the candlelight was dim, and it came out from this gap and in front of the window.

Since there is candlelight, there must be people in the stone building.

Sure enough, just after Chu Xiao knelt like this for another hour, an old sigh came softly from the stone building, and it drifted into Chu Xiao's ears slightly.

Then, his body, which had been kneeling motionless for several hours, seemed to be shaken by something, and trembled slightly. And that sigh, to his ears, was shocking like never before.

"Master......" Chu Xiao looked at the glimmer of light at the stone gate, muttering, tears streaming down his eyes.

He called out a lot like this, and the old voice in the stone building sounded again, but it was still faint, and he couldn't hear the slightest sadness and joy: "Chu Xiao, why are you so troubled? The mountains here are high and the wind is cold, so let's go back quickly!"

This voice is the first seat of Wangwu Peak, the Master of Qingxuan who has left the Sorrow Sect to punish the heavens.

Chu Xiao's voice trembled, and he said sadly: "The disciple has failed the cultivation of the master, and he has come to confess the guilt! ”

After a while, Qing Xuanfang said: "You don't need to accept the guilt, all the guilt has been announced on the main hall today, if you accept the guilt, you will go to the miscellaneous disciples tomorrow to register and report." ”

Chu Xiao's heart trembled, he still knelt on the ground, and he had no intention of leaving, and the last glimmer of hope in his eyes slowly disappeared. He just muttered, "Master, if the disciple does this, can the master forgive me?"

Qing Xuan's voice came slowly again: "Chu Xiao, what's wrong with you, how can I forgive you?"

Chu Xiao knelt down and climbed two steps towards the stone gate and said: "Today, on the Great Hall of Leaving Worries, Chu Xiao angered you in public, and a few days ago, he secretly let Lin Yizhi go to the sea of obsession with fire, and in vain he was impulsive, and he almost entered this sea of fire to find him......"

When Qing Xuan heard this, he just sighed suddenly, and after the sigh, he didn't say anything.

"Master...... Shi Zun is angry!" Chu Xiao thought that his words had once again reminded Shi Zun of his past mistakes, and hurriedly shouted desperately towards the gap in the stone gate.

After a while, Qingxuan's voice came again, and this time there was a trace of warmth in the vicissitudes of life: "Xiao'er......"

The title has changed from Chu Xiao to "Xiao'er" again.

Chu Xiao was surprised for a while, could it be that the master forgave me? It must be, otherwise how could he call me Xiao'er again?

This Xiao'er, starting from Shizun's adoption of himself, from the fire that destroyed his family, in front of his crying face, the Taoist priest slowly stretched out his hand to him, and the first thing he said lovingly was: "From this time, you will follow me, there is no Nalan Qingyun in this world, only Chu Xiao, in the future, I will call you Xiao'er!"

So, how many ups and downs, vicissitudes of life, until now, he has always been the most beloved in the heart of the master - Xiao'er.

Until a few days ago, he was taken away by Shizun from the sea of obsession fire, and was also taken back by Shizun who had given him many years ago.

Since that day, he has never seen his master smile at him, nor has he ever heard his master call him Xiao'er again.

Until now, until this moment, this call of Xiao'er seems to have passed through a lifetime, how much time has passed, in Chu Xiao's ears and in the depths of his soul, he suddenly remembered it.

This call was still as kind and loving as ever.

Chu Xiao suppressed the ecstasy in his heart, but his voice said eagerly: "Master, isn't Shizun forgiving the apprentice?"

Qing Xuan in the stone building sighed slowly, and said with a little apology and helplessness in his voice: "Xiao'er, in order to get rid of the overall situation, and to set an example for thousands of people, and to hold the reputation of the Sword Hall for me, so I have to do this for the teacher......!

Qing Xuan's voice became weak again, and until the last sentence, before the words were finished, the voice was completely inaudible.

After this sentence, Qing Xuan didn't speak again, it seemed that Qing Xuan, who couldn't see the figure in the stone building, might be recalling something......

Is it a memory of the vicissitudes of life that has been a long time ago, or the enthusiasm of that year.

Once a person is obsessed with memories, it means that he is indeed old......

Chu Xiao also seemed to feel that Shizun was falling into memory, and he knelt there quietly again, waiting for Shizun's voice to sound.

After a while, in the stone building, Qing Xuan said slowly: "How many years ago, what do you want him to do, Xiao'er, in short, you remember, this time the master has to do this! Don't blame your master for being ruthless!"

Chu Xiao kowtowed like rain, and said in a loud voice: "The master raised me and taught me, and treated me like a mountain, how could the apprentice blame the master, don't say that this little crime is to kill me, and the apprentice will not hesitate!"

Chu Xiao seemed to feel that the master who was separated from his stone gate nodded lightly, Chu Xiao just wanted to say something, Qing Xuan actually spoke again: "In this case, I demoted you to a miscellaneous disciple of the outer gate, and you really have no complaints?"

This rhetorical question is like a sharp dagger piercing straight into the depths of Chu Xiao's soul, so that Chu Xiao's heart wrapped layer by layer is displayed without the slightest hindrance.

Facing his heart, Chu Xiao was speechless for a while: "I ......"

He really didn't complain? He really didn't hate? He was full of enthusiasm, but in the end, he was exchanged for the fate of the miscellaneous disciples of the outer sect, not because he Chu Xiao loved vanity, but because he was originally the chief disciple of this Wangwu Peak, and he was also the second senior brother among all the disciples of this Leaving the Sorrow Sect. This means that even if he is in charge of the position in the future, he can also let go of the fight. But now, he has become a miscellaneous disciple without any aura. There is no gap between them, and it is impossible for anyone to be without the slightest complaint. Also, Shizun took back the Conscience Immortal Sword, which he loved as if he were life, and he was now defenseless.

The person who cultivates immortals, but also in this world, where ten thousand swords come out of the mountain, there is no fairy sword magic weapon, how is this different from a waste person?

Chu Xiao was speechless, just lowered his head slowly, and tears came out of his eyes again.

Qing Xuan in the stone gate seemed to be aware of it, and actually said loudly: "Xiao'er, can you already bear such a little setback? How can you become the first seat of this Wangwu Peak in the future, or even the head of this Leaving the Worry Sect? How can a person who has achieved great things be depressed and resentful because ......of a temporary setback? Xiao'er, what is your mind?"

Wake up the person in the dream with a word, Chu Xiao trembled, and said solemnly: "What the master said is ......"

However, he stopped talking.

Qing Xuan seemed to be aware of it, and said loudly: "Xiao'er, in the past ten years, you have been able to do everything that the master has given you, so the master has enough courage and reason to believe you, you are Chu Xiao, you have the blood of the Nalan clan flowing in your body, no matter how big the predicament is, you can also overcome obstacles, Chu Xiao, I will demote you to a miscellaneous disciple today, I want you to become the chief disciple of Wangwu Peak again within five years, relying on your own strength and state of mind, and become the pride of the sky of the entire Liwu Sect, Chu Xiao, do you dare to respond?"

Chu Xiao trembled, but he replied without a trace of hesitation: "Dare to respond!"

"Very good! Within five years, you will not only become the chief disciple of Wangwu Peak again, but also keep the title of the first cultivator among the younger generation of disciples of the Liwu Sect, Chu Xiao, do you dare to respond?"

"In vain, dare to respond!"

"Five years later, the Jianchuan trial, I want you to defeat all the people who are trying, come out on top, and show my glory and glory, do you dare to respond?"

"Vain, dare to respond!" was another incomparably bold and fierce reply, with unquestionable confidence and determination.

"Haha! This is the real Chu Xiao, this is the Xiao I am familiar with!" Qing Xuan's voice was extremely happy and gratified.

Suddenly, the laughter gradually stopped, and through the crack in the stone door, there was a sudden heavy and violent gasp.

Chu Xiao heard it clearly, it was sent by his own master, the Venerable Master Qingxuan.

Chu Xiao's heart shrank, and he hurriedly asked, "Master, what's wrong with you...... Master?"

Suddenly, the stone door opened with a bang.

Chu Xiao was overjoyed in his heart, thinking that Shizun was finally willing to come out to see him.

But the stone door was open for a long time, and there was no trace of the master, only the candlelight slowly diffused out.

Chu Xiao was in a trance, and suddenly in the candlelight, a golden light suddenly shot out, and the light rushed towards Chu Xiao with a kind of forward-moving momentum and uninhibited arrogance.

The golden light that Chu Xiao's pupils only felt was rapidly bursting out, and it instantly blurred in the middle of the way, from one to ten, from ten to hundred, and after a while, the top of the Xuanding, the starry sky was all covered by this golden light, and the original white moonlight lost its color in an instant.

In an instant, tens of thousands of golden yellow rays burst out, shooting straight towards the sky in unison, and then continued to roar and climb among the layers of clouds, as if they would never turn back if they did not stand on the top of the firmament.

Countless golden yellow rays of light shined, illuminating the dark night sky like day in an instant, and among the golden lights, the countless golden rays roared through the vicissitudes of life, like tens of thousands of golden dragons, singing in unison, showing the most arrogant and uninhibited thrilling.

Suddenly, a long dragon roar that seemed to come from the distant ancients, with the majesty of heaven and earth and the proud glory of the dragon, shook the entire Liwu Mountain Range.

After the sound of the dragon's roar, the clouds on the peaks that seemed to have not dispersed for thousands of years seemed to emit colorful streamers at the same time, and the streamers quickly rushed to the sky, chasing the footsteps of ten thousand golden lights. The golden light is magnificent, and the ambilight is brilliant. The dragon's roar resounded in the sky again, and the countless golden rays of light that had originally splashed like a dragon accompanied by this dragon's roar, instantly all the rays were one, and in the sky, a pillar of light shining with golden light like a galaxy appeared.

The golden pillar of light is formed by the convergence of ten thousand golden lights, although it is combined into a golden pillar of light, but the golden pillar of light is still climbing towards the top of the nine heavens at a rapid speed, and the seven-colored streamers that shoot out of the nine veins of cloud qi are arranged around this huge golden pillar of light, just like the stars holding the moon, and the huge golden pillar of light that follows is reflected at the top of the nine heavens.

The third dragon roar sounded, and the golden pillar of light between heaven and earth turned into countless dragon scales glowing with golden light, and countless dragon scales shone on this firmament.

Above the nine heavens, on the top of the clouds, a golden dragon with angry eyes, dragon whiskers like a sword, and dragon scales like a sea appeared with a brilliant dragon.

Long Wei Huanghuang, who dares to resist?

The golden dragon swirled and rolled in the thick clouds, sometimes disappearing, sometimes appearing.

In the end, the dragon roared towards the sky again, and the 10,000-point dragon lin instantly burned like a lit flame, turning into a golden light and rushing straight into the sky.

The momentum is overwhelming, and the heaven and earth are subjugated.

After the most gorgeous moment of the ten thousand golden rays bloomed, a golden fairy sword that seemed to hold the heavens and the earth, and the netherworld slowly fell from the sky.

The golden fairy sword slowly fell into the air no more than three zhang away from Chu Xiao, and the golden light was rising, circling and clear.

Chu Xiao didn't seem to believe such a spectacular scene in front of him, but because of the appearance of an immortal sword, what grade was this immortal sword, it actually made heaven and earth and this vast mountain range of worries frequent visions.

Qing Xuan's voice came slowly from the stone door that was closed again, and the voice seemed to carry a deep remembrance and nostalgia for the lost past, as well as a middle road that had never been seen before: "Xiao'er, you have long known the name of this sword, but you have never seen it, because the owner of this sword entrusted him to me, and asked me to entrust someone who can make this sword regain its incomparable glory, otherwise this sword will be hidden in the box for thousands of years, and it will never be used again." Because this sword has the arrogance of a sword, the original owner of this sword has his own style and bones. ”

When Chu Xiao heard this, he had a great interest in the owner of this sword and this sword, and he forgot that his master had not come out to see him until now, so he hurriedly said: "Please also ask the master to make it clear, who is the name of this fairy sword and the owner of this fairy sword?"

Speechless for a long time, Qing Xuan sighed slowly: "The past is like smoke, how many brilliant people have been buried in the red dust years of this world...... You don't need to know who the owner of this fairy sword is, and you don't need to know how famous he once was. You just need to understand that the master of this fairy sword, one person and this sword, cultivating the truth vertically and horizontally, in the heavens and on the earth, has not tasted a single defeat......"

"What...... Didn't taste defeat?" Chu Xiao heard this, and was immediately stunned, the entire cultivation realm, the hidden dragon and the crouching tiger, but the owner of this immortal sword ...... Not a single defeat?!

What kind of person is this! What kind of person is this? Why is it that such a god-like person has not left the slightest record in the entire Liwu Sect and the entire cultivation realm?

"Who is he?......" Chu Xiao blurted out.

"It doesn't matter who he is, you just need to know that the name of this fairy sword, just like its owner, has been mentioned by many people......" Qing Xuan paused, and his voice trembled slightly because of excitement: "The name of this sword... Long Huang!"

"Long Huang!-" Chu Xiao repeated these two words gently, his expression suddenly became excited, his eyes widened, and he stared at the golden flowing fairy sword in front of him.

It turned out that this was the Longhuang Immortal Sword, the immortal sword that was mentioned by countless people, surpassed Long Xiang, and went hand in hand with the Void Tribulation Immortal Sword!

The offender will be punished!

Chu Xiao was a little incredulous, his voice was excited and trembling: "Long Huang...... It turned out to be Long Huang?"

Qing Xuan's voice rose again: "Yes, it is Longhuang, this Longhuang Immortal Sword Legend If the master cultivates to conquer the heavens and the earth, he can break through the void and summon the Eight Desolation Fire Dragons! No matter how glorious Longhuang was before, how invincible the previous master was, and now, the master of this Longhuang is you-Chu Xiao!"

"I ...... Chu Xiao... The master of Longhuang!" Chu Xiao's expression suddenly became extremely heroic and free, suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, suddenly jumped up, the white light flashed, and he was already standing in the air, and above his right hand, he was holding the golden dragon huang fairy sword.

"With this sword, I, Chu Xiao, will never Kunlun in the north, no wilderness in the south, no silence in the east, and ten thousand people in the west, and these Quartet Peerless Domains can also be ......" For a while, Chu Xiao was arrogant, and there was no longer the previous sadness.

Qing Xuan's voice slowly rose again: "It's just that Chu Xiao has to understand, this Longhuang Immortal Sword is not as good as your previous Conscience Immortal Sword, although that Conscience is also an Immortal Sword, but it is made by the day after tomorrow, but this Longhuang Immortal Sword is the essence of heaven and earth, tempered out, not so easy to control." Now although you have the Longhuang Immortal Sword in your hand, I won't tell you half a sentence about how to make the envoy, everything has to be explored by yourself. As for the results, five years later, Jianchuan will be the time for you to try your sword. Also, I won't see you again in the past five years, and you don't come here to find me, what you have done is to devote yourself to studying this Longhuang Immortal Sword, if after five years, you have done everything you should have done to me, it will be the time for our master and apprentice to meet again......"

Chu Xiao, who was originally full of joy and excitement, heard this, and the joy instantly faded like a tide, and all kinds of feelings in his heart came to his heart again, and when he thought that he would never see his master again in the past five years, his heart was even more twisted.

"When-" With a sound, Long Huang let go, and Chu Xiao knelt in front of the stone gate again, and said in a low voice: "Master...... Why don't you see the apprentice for five years? Don't say five years, but at this moment, the apprentice misses the master very much. ”

Qing Xuan could hear that this was Chu Xiao's heartfelt thought, but in fact, he made this decision by himself, why didn't he hesitate again and again before making up his mind. Qing Xuan sighed and said, "Xiao'er, why do you want to learn the posture of your daughter's family? You have to remember to promise your master, five years later, when you and I meet again, it will be the time when I personally put on the badge that belongs to the identity of the chief disciple for you! Xiao'er, you must not live up to the expectations of the master......

Chu Xiao nodded, as if he wanted to say something, but before he could speak, Qing Xuan's voice came out: "I know what you want to say, but is it for Nalan Mingxuan?"

Chu Xiaobei was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly kowtowed: "It's Shizun...... The disciple still has Nalan's blood all the time, Nalan Mingxuan ......"

Qing Xuan sighed deeply again, as if he had made up his mind, the stone door opened again, and a jade slip slowly flew out of it.

Chu Xiaozheng was puzzled, and said in a clear voice: "Xiao'er, how can I not know your thoughts, you want to be a teacher to receive Nalan Mingxuan from my Wangwu Peak, first, you get along with him day and night, so as to confirm his identity as soon as possible, and second, I will teach him, so as not to bury his excellent qualifications." It's just that this Nalan Mingxuan is already close to Lin Yizhi, so how could the jujube kernel head give up this great opportunity and give up a person with such amazing qualifications as Nalan Mingxuan to others...... It's private and public, and I should give it a try......"

Chu Xiao could hear that his master was full of embarrassment and unwillingness, and thought about it, this huge Qing Xuan was already at odds with Lu Wujian, and today in the Liwu Palace, he almost fought because of the matter of accepting apprentices, how could Lu Wuxuan give up Nalan Mingxuan now? Moreover, it is even more impossible to let Qing Xuan go to Lu Wuxuan.

So when Shizun personally said that he wanted to give it a try in accepting Nalan as an apprentice, Chu Xiao was deeply moved, knelt on the ground, and said in a trembling voice: "Master, the apprentice has embarrassed Shizun......

Qing Xuan's voice came faintly: "It's not embarrassing, don't mention it, it's just that Nalan Mingxuan's qualifications, whoever looks at it also likes it...... Xiao'er, it was me who arrived late back then, which caused the Nalan family to burn, and now, I will help you again, and it can be regarded as an explanation to the Nalan family......"

When Chu Xiao heard this, tears flowed out uncontrollably again, and he said sadly: "Nalan Qingyun...... More than 100 souls of the Denaran family ...... Thank you, Master!"

Qing Xuan sighed and said: "I hope that Nalan Mingxuan's identity is really as he said!Xiao'er, you get up, take that jade slip, there is a letter I personally wrote to Lu Wujian, begging him to give up accepting Lan Mingxuan as a disciple...... You give him this jade slip, maybe he will see my sincerity and give up Nalan ......"

When Chu Xiao heard this, he was moved and frightened, and kept kowtowing to the stone gate until blood burst from his forehead.

Qing Xuan didn't speak again, and Chu Xiao kept kneeling there, motionless.

In this way, the night seemed to be getting thicker and thicker, and there was no movement inside the stone gate, but the figure outside the stone gate was still kneeling there, waiting for something......

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

It's just that no one knows that when the dragon roared and Long Huang appeared, in the ancestral hall of the mountain behind the sorrow, a figure slowly walked out, and there seemed to be a black shadow beside him, like a shadow. The dark shadow was as familiar as it had never been, just like the dark shadow above the Great Hall of Sorrow at dusk yesterday......

The figure suddenly looked up at the sky, looking at the golden sword qi that was crisscrossing the sky, and suddenly turned his head to the black shadow and said, "Qing Xuan still gave it to someone he thinks is worth entrusting...... I hope this person won't let you down......"

The black shadow was silent, and he didn't reply, but when he saw that above the sky, Long Huang was magnificent, and there seemed to be only a trace of light in the shadow of darkness forever......

At the same time, the heads of the Eight Veins of Separation and Sorrow were also startled at the same time, looking at the Longhuang Immortal Sword above the sky, their expressions were vicissitudes of life and excitement, and they even seemed to be remembering something......

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

At the foot of Liwu Mountain, the water passed silently, the waves were turbulent, and the water was boundless

On the bank of the water, an old Taoist priest in a Xuanyi robe and a head full of crane hair was carrying a handful of cool river water, trying to quench the thirst in his mouth. There was a rag disguise that was very incommensurate with his identity, and he carried it with a bamboo pole.

The handwriting on the bamboo pole, although it is in the dark night, is clearly visible, it is four crooked characters: one hexagram and one gold.

Suddenly, the dragon roared in the sky, and the golden light was dazzling.

The old Taoist priest's hand holding the water suddenly trembled, and the water flowed down the gap between the old man's hands in an instant.

But the old Taoist priest didn't seem to be aware of it, but his eyes widened, with incomparable shock and burning excitement in his eyes, looking at the endless mountains of sorrow in front of him.

The dragon chant and the golden light came out of the mountain.

For a long time, the old Taoist's face was full of vicissitudes and remembrance, and he suddenly stood with his hands in his hands, and sighed faintly: "Longhuang...... It's finally born...... It's just that this time, will the master be as reckless as he was back then......"

After saying this, the man held the rag and slowly disappeared into the night......