I am not a serious young man

"What a surprise! I was young too, so how could I not understand the way you look at that Xiaofan..." Shuiyue said in a low voice without raising her head, "That kid is not bad, and Zheng Jian is also a good trainer, oh... "

Lu Xueqi was touched by Shuiyue, and her tears flowed down like broken beads.

……

So, another few months passed.

At the foot of Qingyun Mountain, in Caoxie Village, a woman in green clothes with a light veil on her face welcomes her.

Looking closely at his eyes, there is still a bit of doubt.

"This...does Aunt You really live here?"

It turned out that she was Baguio, the daughter of thousands of people.

She walked into the village of straw sandals and turned around until she saw a courtyard at the end of the village.

Compared with other unsightly houses that have already collapsed, this yard is quite clean, as if someone often comes to clean it.

Baguio hesitated for a moment, then said softly, "Is anyone there?"

"Who is it?" A crisp voice sounded from the room, and a young girl came out immediately.

This young girl is Wan Jinger.

It is she who comes here to clean regularly to keep the yard clean.

Wan Jing'er looked at the woman in green in doubt, "Who are you looking for?"

Baguio looked at this woman, and recalled the portrait of Suzaku in his mind, which was [-]% similar, and couldn't help asking: "Are you... Aunt You?"

Wan Jing'er was taken aback, "What Aunt You?"

Immediately, she reacted, and said crisply: "Are you looking for my mother? Who are you?"

Baguio said softly: "My name is Biguio, my father asked me to find Aunt You before he passed away."

Wan Jinger: "???" What's the situation?

Suddenly there was a turmoil in her heart, "Could it be that mother and this girl's father are old acquaintances? There is still love left? Otherwise, why would her daughter come to my mother?"

Looking at Wan Jinger's expression, Baguio knew that she had misunderstood, and quickly explained: "My father said that my mother had a very good relationship with your mother back then, and said that Aunt You would definitely take me in when she saw me! She is not here This?"

Wan Jing'er breathed a sigh of relief, patted Pingping's chest, and said with a smile: "She and my father went on a trip, and haven't come back for several years! So, don't you have no place to go? Why don't you just stay here now ...I don’t live here anyway, I just come back occasionally to clean it.”

"No, I can build another small yard here to live in!"

"Of course! It's just that there is no one else in this village. Are you not afraid of being alone?"

"I'm not afraid! I've stayed in places more terrifying and hopeless than this..." Baguio glanced at the Qingyun Mountain in the distance, and said with a smile.

……

In Caomiao Village a hundred miles away, Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu respectfully offered incense and paper money to the villagers.

"Father, mother, grandparents, uncles, aunts, aunts, rest in peace... I will visit you often!"

Watching the paper money turn into ashes, the breeze blows, and a piece of paper money is swept into the sky by the wind and gradually flies away.

Zhang Xiaofan watched in rapt attention, with a touch of relief on his face.

"Jing Yu, shall we go to Tianyin Temple in a while?" Zhang Xiaofan said suddenly.

Lin Jingyu's body shook, and he turned his head to meet Zhang Xiaofan's face. Looking at his friend's calm face, Lin Jingyu nodded, "Okay! Let's go together!"

After worshiping the villagers, the two set up their sword lights and flew towards Qingyun Mountain.

In Caoxie Village, Wan Jinger was helping Baguio to build a house. Baguio suddenly felt something, and looked up at the sword light passing by in the sky, with some hope, some sadness, and her eyes became complicated.

Seeing Bi Yao in a daze, Wan Jing'er couldn't help but said, "Sister Bi Yao, what are you thinking?"

Baguio was taken aback for a moment, then smiled, "It's nothing..."

At night, Bi Yao sat alone in the yard, looking at the shadowy Qingyun Mountain, murmured: "Zhang Xiaofan, you should be in this mountain... Your master killed my father, I hate you! I will never I don't like you anymore!"

Love and hate are constantly intertwined in Baguio's heart, making it difficult for her to make a choice...

She didn't see that a piece of paper money fell into the ruins outside the yard.

……

In the blink of an eye, half a year has passed.

On this day, Baguio was lying on the roof thinking about something, suddenly, two rays of light appeared in her eyes, getting closer.

Startled, Baguio hurriedly stood up, looking at the approaching light.

The light fell on the courtyard next door, a man and a woman.

"Huh? Since when did our family have neighbors?" The woman was dressed in black and looked over in surprise.

Baguio stood there, weakly said: "You... are you Aunt You? I am Baguio, my mother is an idiot, and my father is a million people!"

The woman in black was startled, and seeing this figure in green clothes who was [-]% similar, her eyes shone with unbelievable light, "You... are you really the daughter of my little idiot sister?"

"Aunt You..." Bi Yao suddenly had no more doubts, she flew down like a baby swallow throwing herself into the forest, and rushed into the arms of the woman in black.

The woman in black was naturally Suzaku.

She looked at the woman in green who threw herself into her arms and wept, and couldn't help comforting her, "Okay, darling, don't cry..."

Baguio cried for a long time, venting the pain that had been pent up in her heart for so long, and then raised Lihua's rainy face, "Aunt You, my parents are dead..."

Suzaku sighed, and said in a low voice: "It's okay, it's okay, you will follow Aunt You from now on!"

As soon as Wan Jian watched this scene, he didn't know what to say.

As if sensing Wan Jianyi's embarrassment, Suzaku quickly introduced each other.

After Wan Jianyi heard about Baguio's identity, he was quite shocked. Although they were traveling, they also heard about the confrontation between Zheng and Demon in the East China Sea.

Knowing that the young girl in front of her is an orphan lost by thousands of people, she can't help but sigh.

After leaving Qingyunmen for many years, Wan Jianyi's mentality has changed a lot now, besides, this girl is not popular with everyone, and she doesn't look like a murderous and bloodthirsty demon, and he doesn't want to embarrass Biguio.

……

Tongtian Peak.

In the Yuqing Palace, Daoxuan and Zheng Jian stood opposite each other.

"Senior Brother Daoxuan, I want to learn about Zhuxian Sword!" Zheng Jian has made countless contributions in Qingyunmen for so many years without asking for rewards or rewards, just for now.

Daoxuan didn't know how to respond to Zheng Jian's request. As the foundation of Qingyunmen's sect, the Zhuxian Sword has been stored in the Huanyue Cave Mansion, and it is not allowed to be used unless it is the head of the sect.

But Daoxuan knew clearly that Zheng Jian had contributed so much to the Qingyun Sect over the years. Zheng Tong, otherwise the consequences will be unpredictable; and later, present the general outline of "Book of Heaven", go to Tianyin Temple to find out the truth, search for the water unicorn, kill the ghost king, and seize the treasure tripod...

Finally, Daoxuan made up his mind, "You can enter the Huanyue Cave to comprehend the Zhuxian Sword, but you can't bring out the Zhuxian Sword! You can't take it for yourself... Also, the evil spirit on the Zhuxian Sword is very strong, I hope you will take care of it yourself! Once you show signs of being possessed, I will kill you without mercy!"

"Thank you, Senior Brother Daoxuan!"

……

Chapter 484 Ten Years

At the back mountain of Tongtian Peak, there is a fork in the road.

One of them leads to the ancestral hall of the patriarch, while the other leads to the Huanyue Cave Mansion, the center of Qingyunmen.

Daoxuan walked in front and released the restraint for Zheng Jian.

The two walked side by side to the end of the path, and they saw a simple and unpretentious stone cave.

"Junior Brother, you have the realm of Taiqing, as long as you have scruples, you will not be backlashed by the Zhuxian Sword! But remember, don't indulge in the pursuit of power, otherwise you will be backlashed! Remember, remember!" Daoxuan stood at the entrance of the stone cave, Shen Sheng said.

Zheng Jian smiled and nodded, "Brother Xie, I will remember."

"Go in." Daoxuan sighed, this was the first time he violated the sect's rules.

Zheng Jian saluted, and slowly stepped into the Huanyue Cave.

Going deep, you will face a stone wall with a Tai Chi pattern hanging on the wall.

Zheng Jian put his right hand on the Tai Chi pattern, and "Tai Chi Xuan Qing Dao" slowly circulated in his body, revealing a burst of spiritual energy.

Soon, the Taiji diagram lit up, and the mountain wall in front of it slowly moved away, revealing a gate of white mist like water waves.

Looking at this light gate, Zheng Jian could faintly feel a force of erosion coming from it.

He collected himself, and immediately stepped in.

What enters the eyes is a darkness, regardless of up, down, left, right, front, back, part of the past, present and future, like nothingness.

Zheng Jian closed his eyes, sensed with his spiritual sense, and then took a slow step. After a few steps, the feeling of nothingness disappeared, replaced by a fiery heat, which was even more intense than the Xuanhuo Altar.

His eyes were still closed, and he continued to walk forward. After a while, the heat receded, and the ice cold hit him, as if he was in a water world. In his divine sense, there was a wall of water rolling towards him. Accompanied by real extreme cold.

Zheng Jian knew very well that all this was an illusion, so he remained unmoved and continued to move forward.

The ice-cold disappeared, and the voice of calling came again, "Bitch, bastard! Turn around...you said to see you again, and you let me have yours!"

Zheng Jian's footsteps stopped, even though he knew it was an illusion projected deep in his heart, he still couldn't help but want to look back, just because he was walking all the way, only this voice made him stop for a while.

But soon, Zheng Jian began to walk slowly again, the voice gradually faded away, and then more voices came from all directions, including Lao Yue, Junior Junior Sister, Xie Wang, Shi Feixuan, and others. Brothers and minions in the Shattered Nether, etc.

But Zheng Jian's footsteps did not stop and continued to move forward.

I don't know how long it took, all the sounds disappeared, and everything returned to silence.

Zheng Jian knew that he had finished walking the "Phantom Moon Ancient Road", and slowly opened his eyes, and what he saw was a desolate world.

It is like the desert seen in the wilderness, but it is more desolate than the wilderness. There are no flowers, plants and trees, only the bare desert. The sky above the head has clouds behind it, and there are huge thunderbolts jumping in it.

This is a strange world.

Not far away is an altar with seven floors, surrounded by steps, and seven stone pillars on it, tens of feet high.

In the center of the altar, there is a simple tripod with a stone sword inserted obliquely in the tripod.

"Ancient Sword Zhuxian..." Zheng Jian saw nothing in the ancient well, and his mind returned to a state of emptiness. He put aside all distracting thoughts, adjusted his state to the best, and then walked slowly towards the altar.

Soon, he stood beside the cauldron, slowly stretched out his right hand, grasped the hilt of Zhu Xian's ancient sword, and pulled it out.

For a split second, Zheng Jian only felt an unimaginable evil spirit rushing towards his sea of ​​consciousness.

He let out a cold snort, the primordial spirit stood at the infinite height of the sea of ​​consciousness, looking down at all of me, and repelling the infinite evil spirit of the ancient sword of Zhu Xian.

This was just the first step. Next, Zheng Jian sat cross-legged on the altar and placed the Ancient Jade Sword in front of him.

Daoxuan would never let him take away the ancient sword of Zhuxian. This is the foundation of Qingyunmen's sect. Unless Zheng Jian kills Qingyunmen from top to bottom, it is impossible to take away Zhuxian sword.

But Zheng Jian doesn't need to take it away, no matter how strong Zhu Xian is, it's just the Zhu Xian sword in this world, only a bit better than Shenjian, and his Shenjian and Love-Severing Sword have infinite possibilities.

If it weren't for the ancient sword of Zhu Xian or the legendary fifth volume of the heavenly book, Zheng Jian would not have come.

In the original time and space, Zhang Xiaofan carried four volumes of heavenly scriptures, and successfully controlled the ancient sword of Zhu Xian.

Zheng Jian is missing the third volume now, but he has cultivated "Tai Chi Xuan Qing Dao" to the sixth level of Taiqing, which is only under Qingye since the establishment of Qingyun sect.

Therefore, Zheng Jian believed that he could comprehend the fifth volume of "Book of Heaven" from Zhu Xianjian.

Sitting cross-legged like this, Zheng Jian entered the state of sitting and forgetting, not drinking or eating, and constantly trying to communicate with the ancient sword of Zhu Xian.

The Ancient Sword of Zhu Xian did not respond at all, but Zheng Jian was not in a hurry at all...

Time passed little by little.

In a blink of an eye, it was three years.

In the past three years, Daoxuan came again and again, but he always saw Zheng Jian motionless, without the slightest black energy around him, with a calm and peaceful expression, without any sign of being possessed, he quietly came out of the cave.

It's just that, Daoxuan was also slandering in his heart, saying that once he realized it, this guy would really live in the Huanyue Cave Mansion and never come out...

In this regard, Daoxuan also had nothing to do.

One day three years later, the Zhuxian Sword in front of Zheng Jianjian suddenly lit up, with a colorful halo.