Outside Leyang Town, a well-dressed old man led a seven or eight-year-old girl to the town in a panic, the speed of the two was very fast, almost can be described as running, but what is surprising is that this little girl did not complain at all, but looked very determined, it was really incredible.

"Grandpa Liu, where are we going?" the little girl suddenly looked up and asked the old man as she walked.

When the old man heard this, his originally cold face finally changed, and he said with a smile: "We are going to find a master, who is your father's best friend and childhood playmate."

"Ah, is he very good, is he good with a father?" said the little girl in surprise.

"Ha Lu haha" The old man smiled, and immediately his face turned straight, with a yearning look in his eyes, and said: "He is a legend, a martial arts myth."

It didn't take long for the old man and the little girl to enter Leyang Town, the old man seemed to have been here, he was very familiar with the road here, and finally stopped in front of an inn, the little girl looked at the plaque hanging at the door of the inn, and saw that it said [China Pavilion].

The old man took the little girl's hand and walked into the China Pavilion, it was empty, there was no guest, only a guy was dozing off, the old man walked over quickly, patted the guy on the shoulder, and shouted: "Wang San! wake up, wake up."

Perhaps he was woken up by the old man, the guy raised his head in a daze, rubbed his eyes, and said, "Are you staying in a hotel or eating?"

"You can see clearly, I'm Liu Lao!"

"Old Liu?" the guy rubbed his eyes again, and when he saw that it was really Liu Lao, he hurriedly said in surprise: "Old Liu, why are you here, by the way, Master Yan Zhuang is also here?"

"Alas!" the old man shook his head and said, "Wang San, is your master still there?" can you help me pass on a message, I have something very important to tell your master."

Wang San also sensed something at this time, nodded, and led Liu Lao and the little girl to the door of a room on the second floor, knocked lightly on the door, and said, "Master, the housekeeper of the owner of Yan Zhuang has something to say to you."

"Come in"

Wang San gently pushed the door open, let the old man and the little girl in, then closed the door again, and went downstairs by himself.

In the room, a middle-aged man with an extraordinary temperament sat cross-legged on the bed, his eyes closed, and there was a little boy of eight or nine years old sitting next to his bed.

As soon as Liu Lao saw the middle-aged man sitting on the bed, he immediately let out a normal sound, knelt on the ground and cried bitterly: "The owner of my family, he is dead."

The middle-aged man's originally closed eyes opened suddenly, and after a long time, he said in disbelief: "Yan Bufan is dead, what happened."

"I don't know, I took the young lady to the town that day, and when I came back, the people of Yanjiazhuang died, the owner of the village also died, and the son also disappeared," the old man said silently.

Wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes, Liu Lao asked the little girl to kneel, and then pleaded with the middle-aged man: "This is the daughter of the owner, I hope you will take her in for the sake of the owner?"

The middle-aged man looked at the little girl carefully and said, "What's your name?"

"My name is Yan Min," the little girl looked a little scared.

"Hehe, don't be afraid, I'm your father's good friend, I want to take you as an apprentice, are you willing?" said the middle-aged man with a smile.

Seeing the little girl's hesitation, the old man hurriedly said, "Min'er, don't you hurry up to see Master."

"Master," the little girl kowtowed slightly.

"Okay!" the middle-aged man got up from the bed, walked to the little girl's side, helped her up, and said to the old man, "You can stay here in the future."

The old man got up from the ground, shook his head and said, "No, I still have to find the whereabouts of the young master, the Yan family can't just be gone."

After chatting with the little girl for a few words, the old man left calmly, and the middle-aged man also saw that he had made up his mind, so he did not continue to stay.

beckoned to the little boy sitting on the bed, and the middle-aged man said, "Jian Chen, Min'er will be your little junior sister in the future, your senior brother should protect her well, Zhilu Dao?"

"I know what I said, Master," Jian Chen said as he stood up and said with a smile on his face

In the blink of an eye, ten years have passed.

Under the leadership of the four disciples of Xiongba, Qin Shuang, Bu Jingyun, Nie Feng and Duan Jin, the Tianxia Society will follow the will of Xiongba, those who follow me will prosper, and those who oppose me will perish, and he began to get involved in the planning of the martial arts.

In the forbidden land of the sword shrine, a handsome man wearing a blue brocade suit and a blue scarf belt on his head sat cross-legged on the bed in the hollow of the stone wall.

In the past ten years, Yan Lin has been bored to death in addition to eating and sleeping every day, but in order to train into an extremely powerful Fengshen leg, Yan Lin gritted his teeth and persevered, this world is full of crises, if he does not enhance his strength, sooner or later he will die in vain.

Moreover, in Yan Lin's heart, Xiongba is not his ultimate goal, at most it can only be regarded as a roadblock, because Yan Lin knows very well that in the future, there will be the appearance of absolute gods, and even the existence of Emperor Shakti, they are much stronger than Xiongba.

"Ding"

"Congratulations, your martial arts [Fengshen Leg] has completed the martial arts and can be used normally."

"Ding"

"Congratulations, you have successfully comprehended the [Wind God Legs] Seventh Style Wind Shadow World."

"Finally succeeded?" Yan Lin slowly opened his eyes.