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Although Motian's sword is a broken sword, it is definitely a good sword. Not to mention cutting iron like mud, every move carries sword energy, and the spiritual energy gathers on the sword and condenses into a perfect sword. Very useful.

At the same time, after Broken Sword recognized its master, he had some special sword moves in his mind, which should be the inheritance of this sword.

There are not only swords, but also sword moves, a complete set, which is really enviable.

But thinking that the death of Motian's parents should be related to this broken sword, Motian naturally knew this in his heart, and wanted to hurry up and practice this set of moves in his mind before going to Nan's house.

Therefore, Lin Xinjiang decided to go to the deep mountains alone, to the place where she was sealed, to find the inheritance.

Because I came once in the previous life, the inheritance of this life went smoothly, but it took more than half a month to accept this inheritance.

And Mo Tian's swordsmanship was almost practiced, and the two immediately set off for Nan's house in the south.

Lin Xinjiang's side is going well, but Ling Tu's side is not doing so well.

After spending more than a month on the road, Ling Tu finally arrived at the northernmost part of the mainland. She wore a mask and dressed as men's clothes all the way, and acted very low-key. Ling Tu was very careful all the way, and took a lot of time.

The northernmost part of the mainland is a vast snowfield, known as No Man Hui. The purpose of Ling Tu's trip is to go deep into No Man Hui, and obtain the legendary ninth secret treasure that no one can find.

Before heading back to the snowy plains where no one was around, Ling Tu planned to settle in an inn first, to do some research before taking any action.

Although it is claimed that no one returns, there is an endless stream of monks who intend to go to the snow field every day. Seeking wealth and danger is the same principle since ancient times.

It was night, and more and more people came to stay in the inn, and a small inn became more and more chaotic. Ling Tu sat alone at a table in the corner, scrutinizing everyone carefully.

"Young man, do you listen to books?" A middle-aged man dressed as a scholar with long beard suddenly appeared in front of Ling Tu.

Ling Tu looked at the other party carefully, and deliberately lowered his voice: "I don't know who is Mr.?"

The middle-aged man happily stroked his long beard, and said: "A scholar, who knows everything in the world, is writing to understand everything."

Ling Tu didn't expect that the other party would dare to say such knowledgeable words, but he didn't dare to underestimate him, so he coughed lightly and said: "I have some old things that I don't understand. I wonder if sir can explain Xiaosheng's doubts."

"You and I are destined, you can ask, I can tell, but I'm just passing by, it's okay, it's okay." Shu Xiaobai saw Ling Tu's intention of not revealing his identity at a glance.

"Since that's the case, I want to know about that big event at the Sanqing High School 15 years ago." Ling Tu was cautious, so he didn't say it directly, but asked around the corner.

There are many things that Ling Tu has already figured out, but that matter is still unclear.

The big event 15 years ago refers to the tragedy that happened on the day of Ling Tu's master's bond ceremony. On that day, her master personally killed her Taoist companion and... committed suicide.

With a wave of Shu Xiaobai's hand, he pulled Ling Tu into the illusion. This kind of magic technique made it wonderful, and made people feel like a dream butterfly in Zhouzhuang.

With such strength, how could he be just a little novelist? Ling Tu suddenly became vigilant, but the other party disappeared. Therefore, Ling Tu could only go deeper into the illusion, and found that he was already in the hall of Sanqing .

A seasoned voice suddenly appeared next to my ear: "Qian Mo, you are easy to soften your heart, so be careful about everything."

Qianmo?This is Master's name!

Looking back, Ling Tu saw a woman with a gentle temperament and clear features appearing in front of the hall. The familiar features instantly reminded Ling Tu of the past, and tears welled up in her eyes.

Obviously Master has been away for so many years, but he has never been far away from Ling Tu's memory.

"Senior Sister will protect me, right." Master tilted his head slightly with a smile.

Compared with the gentle and steady woman in Ling Tu's memory, the master in front of her was a little more delicate and cute.

"Yes."

Beside Sang Qianmo, another woman in blue appeared. She had no expression on her face, showing no joy or anger. Her tight eyebrows and eyes were full of alienation and indifference, and the words "don't enter strangers" were written all over her body.

This person is... the leader, Dai Yunshuang.

Then, the scene changed again. The woman in pink and the woman in blue were fighting under the peach tree. They cooperated seamlessly with each other, forming a beautiful picture scroll. The wind was blowing the hem of their clothes, and the peach blossoms were falling. gentle.

In the end, the two were tired of playing and playing, they were always upright and gentle, the lady-like master actually acted coquettishly at Dai Yunshuang, and the other party's cold face showed a bit of imperceptible indulgence and pampering, and agreed She was lazy and practiced by herself.

The master sat on the side, like a cat that successfully ate, smiled slyly, and watched the other party practice the Taoism with joy.

Then some scenes of the two of them getting along flashed back one by one.

The picture changed again, the two looked at each other, handed each other their own backs, and worked together to defeat Moxiu.

At the competitions of various sects, they hugged each other warmly and shared the glory of victory.

Ling Tu saw a completely different but lively master, but the more he looked at it, the more he felt wrong.

If he hadn't been enlightened before, Ling Tu would only feel that the two of them are deeply affectionate and help each other, but now, Ling Tu can see a bit of deep love and harmony.

He was fed by something for no reason.

Is this illusion really an illusion?It's so unreal, you can't believe anything.

Then, some other vague figures appeared in the originally monotonous world of the two people, whose faces could not be seen clearly, some were just passers-by, and some became bosom friends, presumably they were some people they met during the experience at the foot of the mountain.

It's mostly like this in adolescence, greedy and obsessed, drunk and drunk, juvenile wandering, seems to be sloppy, full of flirtatiousness.

They traveled half of the continent together, letting this continent remember their names, until a man's face gradually became clear.

He said, "Qianmo, let's form a bond."

……

At this time, on Mount Sanqing.

"You have tried your best to fabricate an illusion for Ling Tu, who is thousands of miles away, but she may not believe you." Yinhua's immature face was full of seriousness.

The woman on the bed was gorgeous but unkempt, lying on the bed as if she had no bones, she shook her head and said, "She even believes in such a stupid name as Shu Xiaobai, so she will believe those things too."

Yinhua's head was full of black lines, and she put the food heavily on the table: "Didn't you be too lazy to talk about trouble before? Why did you tell her the matter now?"

"I really didn't talk about it, I just showed her the memories of Shuang'er and the others." The woman blinked innocently, lay back, and said, "Hua'er, come, feed me."

"You..." Yinhua's veins bulged, and she casually picked up a slow head and stuffed it into the woman's mouth. She couldn't figure it out, that this kind of guy could actually cultivate into a powerful person, and God's eyes are not open.

When I first met her, she was obviously very immortal, but it turned out that everything was just a disguise. Yinhua used to sincerely dream of her, but now, she just feels like she's been fed a dog.

The woman didn't understand why Yinhua was suddenly angry, she bit the steamed bun vigorously, and commented: "This steamed bun is so hard to chew, hey, I'm in trouble."

High-level monks don't need to eat, but she is greedy for food, but she always dislikes trouble.

"Next time, do you want me to crush it into pieces before delivering it to your mouth?" Yinhua asked sullenly, on the verge of going berserk.

"Uh, uh, I don't want it anymore." The woman seemed to feel a little bit of danger, but she still wanted to continue to die: "To be honest, I think it's a bit dirty, and it's too troublesome to use the cleaning technique later."

Yinhua ran away completely and slammed the door out.

"How could Sanqing have a master like you!!"

But the short legs are really not deterrent. It sounds like she is acting like a baby rather than cursing.

Seeing her go away in anger, the master sat up silently and murmured in a low voice, "This body of mine probably won't last long."

The author has something to say: Isn't it just that the senior sister and the chick are both on the stage.

It's almost time to finish,,, probably, I don't know how much more I have to write.