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Fifteen years ago, Xuan Ye Palace, the most mysterious sect in the martial arts, was suddenly destroyed. The fire burned for three days and three nights, turning everything there into ashes.

Xuanye Temple is located in a mountain peak of Kunlun Mountains. There is a special formation at the entrance, which is impossible for outsiders to enter. It is a very mysterious martial arts sect.It is said that everyone in this sect possesses thaumaturgy, both good and evil, they never set foot in the world, ignore the disputes in the world, they rarely appear in the world, and because of this, more people in the martial arts Xuan Yedian felt prying eyes.

There are rumors that there are three treasures in Xuanye Temple, one of which is Xuantian Huayu, which is an ancient artifact. It is a colorful stone left in the mortal world when Nuwa repaired the sky. It is said that this jade can keep people away from diseases. ,Longevity.The second one is a rare flower and herb that can increase internal strength. It is said that a single leaf of that flower can increase the martial arts practitioner's skill for decades.The last thing is a book, a book that can get the wealth of the world.In fact, no one has seen these three secret treasures, and no one knows where the rumors originated.

But things in the world are often like this, the more mysterious something is, the more people want to find out. As rumors spread, one spreads to ten, ten spreads to hundreds, until later, Xuantian Huayu has been said to be miraculous.Because of these rumors, many people tried to sneak into the Xuanye Palace, but no matter what, they couldn't crack the strange formation at the entrance, and no one succeeded.It is precisely because of the support of such a mysterious organ array that many people in the world believe more and more in the rumors about the Xuanye Temple and the three secret treasures, and become more and more afraid of this mysterious power. Xuan Ye Temple is a cult saying.

Xuan Moli is the young master of Xuanye Palace, who is exactly 15 years old this year and is a survivor of the fire. Fifteen years ago, when many people in the rivers and lakes encircled and suppressed the demon sect under the banner of acting on behalf of the heavens, they happened to be the first seven of the leader and wife of the Xuanye Temple.Everyone in the whole church was immersed in grief. Because of the protective formation in front of the door, no one thought that there would be outsiders attacking in, and no one paid attention when the fire broke out.When everyone discovered the fire, the fire was already out of control. Luo Ningyuan, one of the four guardians of Xuanye Palace, was seriously injured on the way to perform a mission, and was rescued by others. When he returned from his injuries, he only had time to rescue the infant Xuan Moli, the young master of Xuanye Palace.

Luo Ningyuan held Xuan Moli in one hand and a sword in the other. Behind him was the head of Xuan Ye Palace. Xuan Moli's father, Xuan Zizhen, was six of the twelve hidden guards, one of whom was holding Luo Ningyuan. A two-year-old son.Luo Ningyuan led these people into an inconspicuous cave in the back mountain. He hung his long sword by his side and held a torch at the entrance. A dark guard immediately took out a phantom flint and lit the torch.Luo Ningyuan fumbled to open a secret passage in the cave, and quickly dodged into the darkness, followed by six hidden guards. After they all entered, the stone door at the entrance of the secret passage was slowly closed, and it seemed to be a place again. into an ordinary cave.

One of the exits of the secret road is an abandoned house on the outskirts of the city, an ancient well in the backyard.After coming out of the well, Luo Ningyuan turned his head to look in the direction of Xuanye Palace for the last time, and all he could see was billowing smoke and dust.The raging flames burned for three days and three nights, and were finally extinguished by a sudden rainstorm.Overnight, the most mysterious sect in the martial arts became an eternal legend.

After the rain stopped, the Qimen Formation at the entrance of Xuanye Palace also disappeared inexplicably with the destruction of Xuanye Palace. Mountain of ashes.As for the cause of the fire, there are different opinions in the world. Some people say it was a sky fire, some people say that a traitor appeared inside Xuanye Palace, some people say it was a vendetta. In short, there are different opinions.There are even those storytellers in teahouses and restaurants in the market, who have made stories about Xuanye Temple and the fire for several years.

After Luo Ningyuan escaped with his infant young master Xuan Moli and his two-year-old son Luo Ziqing, they traveled westward until they settled down in an ancient city in the Western Regions and started a new life.On the way to escape, Luo Ningyuan saved a dying person who was seriously injured because of his kindness, and this person was Yun Kun.After recovering from serious injuries, Yunkun lost his memory, and thanks to Luo Ningyuan for saving his life, he stayed in the Western Regions to help Luo Ningyuan take care of various things.

Xuan Moli was weak and unable to practice martial arts since he was a child, so Luo Ningyuan taught him the secrets of using poison and voodoo in Xuanye Palace for self-defense.After Xuan Moli grew up, he began to teach himself the various precious books in Xuan Ye Palace rescued from the fire, including medical classics and pharmacy.

Xuan Moli is intelligent and talented. At the age of ten, he had achieved some success in the art of voodoo, medical books and pharmacy.However, Luo Ningyuan once privately lamented that Xuan Moli's roots are excellent, if he practices martial arts, he will achieve great success one day, even surpassing his father Xuan Zizhen.Xuan Moli didn't really care if he could practice martial arts, anyway, using poison and Gu can kill people invisible, as long as he can achieve his goal, he doesn't stick to the means.

Since the young master cannot practice martial arts, Luo Ningyuan trained his only son Luo Ziqing to be Xuan Moli's shadow and also Xuan Moli's close body guard.Luo Ningyuan taught Luo Ziqing the most profound martial arts, and told him since he was a child that he must be inseparable to protect Xuan Moli's safety.It's just that Luo's father and son don't know that although Xuan Moli can't practice martial arts, he still secretly read various martial arts cheats in Xuanye Palace and learned the moves above, but he couldn't gather his internal strength.

Accompanied by all kinds of herbs, drugs, and Gu insects, Xuan Moli grew up to be eight years old without any waves. The blood poison hidden in his body broke out for the first time, and the pain like peeling skin and bone was almost swallowed. his young body.For the first time, this kind of pain lasted for a day and a night. When the pain disappeared, Xuan Moli's whole body seemed to fall apart, as if every joint in his body had been forcibly removed and beaten repeatedly.

In the seven years since then, Xuan Moli's blood poison will attack every once in a while, the pain is getting longer and longer, and the interval between attacks is getting shorter and shorter.This year, at the age of 15, Xuan Moli's blood poisoning broke out again. This time he was in pain for five whole days. For him, life was like death.

Xuan Moli's face was pale, and he was sweating profusely. It seemed that every pore of his body was screaming with pain.He bit his lower lip tightly with his white teeth, not letting himself cry out in pain, until his bright red lips became bloody.His slender and slender fingers firmly grasped the sweat-soaked brocade quilt under his body, and the light blue blood vessels reflected under his excessively fair skin were very eye-catching.

Because the body has been tortured too much these years, after the pain from the blood poisoning attack disappeared, Xuan Moli had a high fever for seven consecutive days, and he was dizzy and had nightmares all day long.Twelve days later, Xuan Moli finally woke up, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Luo Ningyuan standing by the bed with an anxious face.Luo Ningyuan's face was pale and pale, and there was a thick black under his eyes. It seemed that he hadn't had a good rest for several days.

Seeing Xuan Moli opened his eyes, Luo Ningyuan's heart was finally relieved, and he hurried forward and said, "Young master, are you awake?"

Xuan Moli, who had been in a coma for a long time, just woke up with a hoarse voice, and his throat hurt like a knife when he spoke. He tried his best to endure the discomfort in his throat and asked, "Uncle Luo? How long have I been sick this time?"

Luo Ningyuan said, "Twelve days."

Xuan Moli said lightly: "Twelve days? It's been so hard for Uncle Luo to take care of me for so long. Go and rest."

Luo Ningyuan said: "The young master should take a good rest first."

Xuan Moli was lying alone on a big rosewood bed, his mind was still dizzy from the high fever for seven consecutive days, and the silk jacket on his body was damp from the nightmare just now.Xuan Moli didn't have the mood to pay attention to his physical discomfort, thinking back to the nightmare he had had thousands of times.It stands to reason that he was just a baby in swaddling at that time, so he shouldn't remember the situation at that time, but because of the secret treasure that the world flocked to, the raging fire, and the heart-piercing cry were all as clear as if Like it happened yesterday.

Xuan Moli pondered drowsily, the time of the blood poisoning attack this time was longer than last time, and the interval was shorter, it seems that if he wants to act, he must prepare the medicine that can temporarily suppress the blood poisoning as soon as possible, Fortunately, the materials are finally ready, as long as it is refined.The pain of this blood poisoning attack has driven him to a desperate situation, his body seems to have reached the limit it can bear, and he deeply feels that maybe he really can't survive the next time.So even if he knew that the medicine was like a scourge and would cause great harm to his body, he still had to take it, as long as he could temporarily suppress the blood poison in his body, even if he knew that doing so would be tantamount to quenching thirst with poison.

Luo Ningyuan walked around the glazed screen and walked out of Xuan Moli's bedroom. Luo Ziqing, who had been waiting in the porch outside the door, immediately asked, "Father, how is the young master?"

Luo Ningyuan winked at his son, took him a few steps away, and said after leaving Xuan Moli's room: "Ziqing, although the deadline for the blood poison of the young master is, it seems that he has reached the limit. We must get the antidote as soon as possible.”

Luo Ziqing said, "Father, otherwise I'll go this time."

Luo Ningyuan interrupted Luo Ziqing's words and said, "Ziqing, you and I know the young master's temper. Before his blood poisoning broke out, he had already made a decision, and I'm afraid he can't change it. Since the young master decided to go out in person, wait for him After the action, you can hide in the dark and wait for the opportunity to respond at any time."

Luo Ziqing said, "My son understands."

Xuan Moli sat up from the bed, the high fever for seven consecutive days made his body drowsy and weak.He walked to the rosewood wood wardrobe, found a new white silk jacket with dark patterns, and replaced the one that was soaked in cold sweat.Xuan Moli, who took care of himself a little more comfortably, walked to the rosewood round table, picked up the white jade pot on it, got a glass of water, and took a sip. The warm liquid ran across his dry throat like a sharp knife. The blood-like tingling pain, he couldn't help but drink a few more mouthfuls, and the pain slowly disappeared.

Every time the blood poisoning occurs, Xuan Moli's body is almost riddled with pain, and his consciousness is also shattered. At this time, what he needs most is to calm down the clamor of revenge in his heart.Xuan Moli walked to the bed with heavy steps, opened a secret compartment, and took out a letter from it.He gently stroked the traces left on it that had been seen thousands of times, as if it could calm down the irritability caused by the nightmare just now.He opened the envelope, took out the yellowed letter paper and held it in the palm of his hand, as if holding something fragile.Xuan Moli unfolded the letter paper and gently placed it on the table. It was the last and only letter left to him by his mother before her death.

"Son, we don't need your revenge. We just hope that you can stay away from hatred, grow up happily, and have your own happiness." Xuan Moli repeatedly read the last two sentences of his mother's letter, trying to calm down the anxiety at this time. Mood.His mother should be the most beautiful and gentle woman in the world. If it wasn't for those people's desire and greed, he would have loved his parents very much and had a very happy childhood, but now there is nothing, how can he not hate it? !

Xuan Moli squeezed the space between his eyebrows. Since the first attack of blood poisoning when he was eight years old, his body can only suppress the blood poisoning for ten years. If there is no antidote by then, he dare not think about it.Xuan Moli is not afraid of death, he has already tasted the taste of death 15 years ago, but if he dies, who will seek justice for his parents and everyone who died in Xuan Ye Palace? !Every time the blood poisoning occurs, his body hurts like being crushed, and the skin and bones may be nothing more than that. If it is not for the belief in revenge that supports him, he may not be able to survive these seven years.

Xuan Moli subconsciously stroked the Xuantian Huayu hanging around his neck. It was put on by his mother when he was born, and he never left his body since then.This is also the miraculous secret treasure that is said by the world. Xuan Moli couldn't help laughing when thinking of those nonsensical rumors.He has carried Xuantian Huayu for more than ten years, and its only function is memory, as long as it is seen, heard, touched, all information can be remembered by him.His parents originally hoped that he could remember all the happy and happy things in his childhood, so they gave him this piece of jade, but the sky didn't follow his wishes, and all he remembered was despair and pain.

What the world flocks to and competes for is a shackle for him, if he doesn't have this piece of Xuantian Huayu, he won't remember when he was a baby.The raging fire, the shouts all over the sky, and the charred corpse were all as clear as if they happened yesterday, and even his skin could clearly feel the scorching heat.Thinking about what Uncle Luo told him and what he really remembered, Xuan Moli could easily restore the situation at that time. For him, it was a nightmare, a nightmare that would haunt him for the rest of his life, and he couldn't get out of it. Also lingering.

Xuan Moli carefully put away the letter paper and put it back into the hidden compartment, and went through the plan that Luo Ningyuan told him before the blood poisoning attack, no matter whether there were loopholes or not, it was imperative.After several years of investigation, several hidden guards finally found out what happened back then. In addition to being related to Qianjitang, Qingshuang Sect, and Yuncang Sword Sect, it also had something to do with Lingxiao Pavilion in Luoxiazhuang.

A while ago, Luo Ningyuan personally set out to investigate the High Heaven Pavilion, only to find out that the owner of the High Heaven Pavilion was actually the woman who had saved his life 15 years ago, so he had to return without success, disrupting all his plans.However, there are also great gains. Luo Ningyuan inadvertently learned from the master of the Lingxiao Pavilion that the transaction back then and who has the antidote now, it is because of these new information that he came up with this new one. strategy.

Xuan Moli still remembered Luo Ningyuan who came back from the Central Plains before this coma, and said to him: "Young master, this subordinate failed to complete the task, please punish me, young master."

Xuan Moli frowned slightly and said, "Uncle Luo, what's going on?"

Luo Ningyuan knelt down on both knees and said: "Young master, this subordinate deserves to die. Ling Ziyue, the master of Lingxiao Pavilion, once saved his subordinate, so this subordinate..."

Xuan Moli said lightly: "Does Uncle Luo like her?"

Luo Ningyuan said: "...No."

Luo Ningyuan's wife, Xuan Moli's mother's personal maid, also died in the fire.When the fire broke out, Luo Ningyuan's wife hid the infant Xuan Moli in the dark compartment under the bed, while she fell to the side with several knives in her body. She was only two years old and passed out after being guarded tightly by her body. Luo Ziqing.Xuan Moli doesn't understand what kind of feelings Luo Ningyuan has for Ling Ziyue, which can make him let go of these things temporarily, but Xuan Moli has only hated so far in his life.

At that time, Xuan Moli said indifferently: "It doesn't matter, what is the relationship between Ling Xiao Pavilion and the events of that year is unknown at present. It's fine if Uncle Luo can't do anything. After this matter is over, you can go to Ling Ziyue."

But Luo Ningyuan vowed never to see Ling Ziyue again. Although Xuan Moli didn't understand what it was like, he really didn't mind Luo Ningyuan seeing Ling Ziyue again.Xuan Moli originally had an indifferent temperament, but he was forced out of a murderous aura by these years of torture. He just wanted to quickly end such a painful life and remove such shackles. Everything was too heavy and oppressive. He couldn't breathe.

Suddenly the bedroom door was knocked, Xuan Moli withdrew his wandering thoughts, and Luo Ziqing's voice sounded outside the door: "Young Master, I'm here to deliver the meal."

Xuan Moli said, "Come in."

Luo Ziqing gently pushed the door open, neatly placed four appetizers and a bowl of porridge on the round table, and said after putting them away, "Young master, you have been in a coma for a long time, first eat some porridge and side dishes , let the stomach get used to it."

Xuan Moli said, "Thank you, brother Ziqing."

Luo Ziqing did not leave, but stood there hesitantly, looking a little cramped, Xuan Moli looked up at him and said, "Brother Ziqing, I really don't blame Uncle Luo, although I don't understand , but I wish him happiness."

Luo Ziqing said excitedly: "Young master, my father has already sworn that he will never see Ling Ziyue again. This time, this time is his fault, but I will help you get the antidote, even if it is death, please young master rest assured."

Xuan Moli said with a faint smile: "Brother Ziqing, never talk about life and death lightly, it was so difficult for us to survive, let alone you are my shadow, if you die, I will have no shadow, you see Have you ever lived without a shadow?! And if there is no hatred, why can’t we see each other again, although I want revenge, but I don’t want all of you to live in hatred all the time.”

Luo Ziqing looked solemn, lowered his head with his hands down and remained silent.

Xuan Moli stared at the front, not knowing where to focus his eyes, and said leisurely: "We all have indelible hatred, but life passes by so quickly, I really don't want everyone to only have hatred in their hearts in just a few decades."

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