At that time, there was a lot of talk in the hall, and it was noisy again.

At the same time, the Jingchu land thousands of miles away.

Among the lush mountains, the valley is quiet and quiet.

The morning wind is cold, the mountains are piled up, and the eagles and birds are singing loudly.

Deep in the quiet forest and wilderness, at the end of the stream, the jasper-like pool water rippled in the forest wind, and the red blood slowly reflected from bottom to top, spreading outward, slowly dyeing the blue waves of the pool red.

A few miles away is a vast bamboo forest.

The bamboo meaning is endless, the light white is still in the secluded forest, sitting silently on the bluestone.

The clothes are as white as snow, and the hairs are lightly dyed.

A woman sat quietly, wearing white clothes silently, without saying anything, without standing, as if she had merged into the thousands of green bamboos.

The sparse bamboo leaves are blown by the wind from time to time, falling on her shoulders, the snow is green and the distant mountains are dark. The snowy temples on her forehead are slightly raised in the morning breeze, gently brushing through her closed eyes. The shallow and plain eyebrows and eyes are as light as ink, calm and peaceful, reflected on the quiet face of the mountain, and the eyes are filled with the heart, which is quiet and the hustle and bustle of the world.

All things are quiet, but as quiet as clouds.

The wind swayed by silently, strands.

Suddenly, the person sitting quietly frowned and slowly opened his eyes.

On the side of him, a girl in a green silk skirt stood. Seeing that he opened his eyes, he immediately turned his head and looked at the man in white: "Master?"

The forest wind blew again, and amid the rustling green bamboos, a very light female voice slowly rang out: "The smell of blood is blowing into the forest."

The girl was stunned, frowned when she lowered her eyebrows, and immediately picked up the long sword in her hand and said, "Lu'er and take a look."

The woman who was sitting quietly did not respond. Her white clothes were slightly raised in the wind and then fell down.

Her empty eyes looked ahead calmly, and suddenly, she slowly said: "Falling Moon Lake."

“Yes, Master.”

The girl responded to the sound and immediately flew away.

"Who is Mr. Duanmu? Why does it sound like he is so powerful?"

In the teahouse in Luoyang City, opposite the young man in white who had asked before, a coquettish female voice came from the elegant room with curtains, as if she was extremely curious.

"Ha" There were laughter from both upstairs and downstairs, half a coaxing and half a sarcastic sound, and he couldn't help but whisper: Whose lady's wife is really not far from her, and even Mr. Duanmu has never heard of it.

Yu Lao pretended to cough and comforted everyone. When the voices were quiet, he also smiled and said with a smile: "If this lady or lady doesn't know about Mr. Duanmu, he is really ignorant. Fortunately, the things mentioned just now are to explain the reason. It is better for Rong Xiaoer to explain it."

A maid in a brocade dressed in the private room immediately walked out of the curtain and heard a voice of appreciation.

On the stage, Old Yu shared a fan and bowed slightly to the court to express his gratitude, and then said, "Everyone knows that my country of Great Xia has been established for nine hundred years, and there are many legends. Even the founding of the Kingdom of Xia is also a legend."

In the Great Xia realm, there are powerful Xiongnu in the north, Xianbei in the east, and stubborn men in the east, Goguli in the west, Wusun in the west, and the Zouma Qiang tribe who has been eyeing each other for many years.

It is not easy for Daxia to live in the fertile soil of the Central Plains, and it can last for hundreds of years without being swallowed and scraped.

The reason is that the Ye family emperors are mostly virtuous, but also because of the three holy objects that flowed to Daxia nine hundred years ago with the establishment of the Ye family.

It is a heavenly god who can guide the peace of the world and show the clear clouds;

The second is the extremely bladeless sword in the martial arts realm that can condense qi into blades;

The third is the record of strange books and strategies of military strategists.

These three things were introduced back then and were inherited by the Yunmen hidden in the rivers and lakes of Daxia; they were owned by the Wu family in the Central Plains; they were kept by the Kong family who moved to the Great Wall three hundred years ago.

Among the three objects, except for the "bladeless sword" which is actually a strange and mysterious martial art that the family can learn from, and recorded as a military book with strange strategies, Qingyunjian is an indescribable thing.

In the vast martial arts world and the world, those who can inherit it are all destined people, and they are called the descendants of Qingyunjian.

People know that the descendants of Qingyunjian can reveal the heavens, predict the disaster, and find out who may pass on the next person who may pass on the inheritance, and then when they die, they will ask their disciples to look at the Shui Ning Mirror and present the scenery of the world in the mirror. The descendants of Qingyunjian are the descendants of Qingyunjian.

Therefore, the descendants of Qing Yunjian founded the Yunmen, a sect of the strange learning of Yunmen. Among the disciples of generations, the Yunmen who inherited Qing Yunjian was the master of Yunmen, and they also defaulted to being the palm of Yunmen and called him the leader of Qingyun Sect.

The descendants of Qingyunjian listen to the instructions of heaven, guide the harmony of heaven, the earth is smooth, the people are at peace, there is a precaution, understand the feelings, know the disaster, calm the chaos, and the world is at peace.

And Mr. Duanmu was the one who inherited the Qingyunjian seven years ago at the age of sixteen.

Over the past seven years, Mr. Duanmu has confronted natural disasters, calmed the hearts of the people, showed treacherous slander, eliminated national troubles. Not only did he frequently inform the old emperor to quell the rebellion of the Three Kings, the rebellion of the Dubao, to assure the people, and to the Wulin, but also changed the edict of the old emperor to the great prince Ye Qi in his words, and changed it to the seventh prince Ye Zheng as the crown prince, and inherited the throne, which is the current Emperor Xia Wu.

The inheritance of Qingyunjian for nine hundred years has been guided by the will of heaven, and assisted the country and stabilized the martial arts world.

However, the one who passed it on to the re-establishment of the emperor's crown prince and in vainly placed the emperor's imperial edict was Mr. Duanmu, who was the first person, and only the only one at this point.

"It was the leader of the Qingyun Sect. His original surname was Duanmu, and he was called Mr. Duanmu by everyone?" The woman who made a sound before suddenly shouted: "It sounds like the leader of the Qingyun Sect. Unexpectedly, his other surname was Duanmu, and he was called a gentleman in the outside world. He was a little girl who was ignorant."

Old Yu shook the fan and sang softly, and said with a smile: "It's okay, it's okay. As the gentleman said that the leader of Duanmu was originally a man in the martial arts world in recent years. I think this lady has lived in the deep boudoir for a long time, so it's not surprising that she doesn't know."

The sweet female voice said with great respect: "Looking at the current state of peace and stability, the sect leader worked hard for the peace of the world. The women in our boudoir are really admired and admired."

"snort."

Blood flows down the thick stems, flows through the dead leaves in the rhizosphere, and slowly soaks into the soil.

The huge white figure, which was forked by the thick branches of the tree canopy, moved slightly in the morning light, and then gently turned it up. The huge body tried to get up with effort, and the four claws had nowhere to focus. They cut off the tree where they were living, and fell from the tree with a "bang" sound, and there was no sound for a long time.

The forest wind blew past the new grass, rubbing the blood-stained fur, and several short arrows penetrated their shoulders and back to blood again. The white figure moved its thick claws again and climbed up from the ground very slowly.

The huge beast eyes opened hard, followed the staggering steps and walked towards the cold pool ahead. The long velvet tail was dragging the ground, and the blood-stained body slowly moved into the pool, struggling to drill into the bottom of the pool, looking for the familiar smell of blood to bite the man full of holes, dragging it out of the cold pool bit by bit.

When the girl in green arrived, the traces of blood dragged out from the grass crossed the Thousand Woods forest from the Moon Lake and had arrived just before the rain.

The girl's heart was shocked, and she immediately rushed back.

"When I go back to Master, the person who came seemed to be a human beast. Seeing that his footprints were seriously injured, he had already fallen into the rain."

The woman was still sitting quietly in the forest, lowering her eyes lightly when she heard this, without responding.

The girl in green stood beside her and saw that she didn't speak, she stopped talking.

The forest wind whispered softly, and the bloody smell of the formation came. The woman sitting quietly sighed almost inauspiciously, and then said, "Please lock the Jiuqu Formation in the middle of the 1st century and bring them in."

“Yes, Master.”

The girl then lowered her head and responded to the sentence and flew away.

After a while, I returned, and some blood was stained on my green clothes.

"Master, the person who came was very unusual. The man was just a child, with countless arrows in his body, and almost all the blood was drained. He was dragged here by the white wolf. The white wolf was extremely huge and did not look like an ordinary beast."

The woman in white on the stone frowned very lightly after hearing this, and then raised her hand slightly: "Take me over."

The girl in green immediately responded to the sound of her voice. She walked respectfully to the woman, helped her down on the bluestone, and turned to sit in a wooden wheelchair placed beside her.

The girl gently pushed up the woman's wheelchair and said at the same time: "The child was covered in wounds, and there were bones in many places. Seeing that there was no help, the white wolf could still save him."

The woman sitting in the chair coughed lightly when she heard this, and a smile appeared between her eyebrows: "You don't study much from my blood and I, so you should not make a conclusion."

The girl lowered her head slightly and pushed her to Lin Wei and said, "Disciple only needs to learn martial arts well and protect her master's safety when she leaves the valley, so she can do not use medical skills."

The woman silently said in a moment, and said quietly: "What is the world like you think is that you are not useless."

The girl in green shoved her hand and then clenched her even more: "As long as there is a disciple, the master will never let any mistakes happen!"

Sighing gently, the woman in the chair raised slightly, and the vain vision was far away and peaceful.

The wooden wheels rolled over the dead branches in the forest, making a subtle sound.
Chapter completed!