Fengyunlu

At that time, Luo Hongchen didn't notice this, and Ling Xue'er didn't have time to care about it. Until later, when they met on the barren mountain. Four people, three bodies, two souls, entangled for who knows how many years. In the end, one died and three were injured, two souls turned into evil spirits, Hongzhuang Sword turned evil because love turned into hatred, and Changli Sword left silently, like a walking corpse.

Many years later, they met again. The Red Makeup Sword was still in the mountain, but Luo Hongchen had become the emperor. Facing those evil spirits, he couldn't do it, and couldn't untie the knot in his heart. The souls of Ling Xueer and her sister turned into evil spirits, and Luo Hongchen felt guilty towards them.

But what can he do? Although he promised Ling Xueer not to harm her sisters, Luo Hongchen did not know the ghost magic of Burning Heart Art even if he became a great emperor. In addition, his life span was coming to an end, and he could only die in battle.

There was no other way, Luo Hongchen could only place his hopes on the little girl from that year, Mingyue, the registered disciple of Zhu Chunhua. But he had been looking for Mingyue for many years, but he didn't know where she had gone. He only knew that after Zhu Chunhua's death, Mingyue left alone and disappeared without a trace.

As soon as these words came out, the Acacia Sword Formation trembled three times as if it had heard a call, as if it was resonating with the overwhelming emotions in her heart. Fairy Ji Yao's eyes also trembled involuntarily. In those eyes, there was both disbelief and a little expectation. She raised her head and stared at Mo Wenjian without saying a word. But the hem of her clothes swayed slightly, like the storm in her heart that could not be hidden. Luo Hongchen also turned his head at this time, with a little light in his eyes, staring at Mo Wenjian, and the complex emotions could be seen at a glance. Mo Wenjian just moved slightly, and it felt like he was responding to something.

"Alas~ You finally found out!" Mo Wenjian sighed, took a step forward, his eyes full of tenderness, and looked at Fairy Ji Yao again. Fairy Ji Yao was dumbfounded at this time. She finally understood why Mo Wenjian always let her go in the fight just now, and always left her a way out at every dangerous moment. She seemed to have suddenly become enlightened. It turned out that Mo Wenjian had been using special methods to give her opportunities and let her catch her breath. She never thought that the enemy she had just confronted was actually her own uncle. The contrast was so great that she didn't know what to do all of a sudden.

Apart from other things, the uncle in front of Fairy Ji Yao was one of the three swordsmen of the Hidden Sword Sect, but now he has defected to the Poor Clan. The previous disaster of the Feng family and the disaster of her friend's family are inseparable from him. Let's put aside the Hidden Sword Sect and his defection to the Poor Clan. Let's just talk about the disaster of the Feng family, the calamity of her friend's family being wiped out, and the death of her sister Fairy Ji Long, all of which were caused by him.

This hatred and resentment should be settled with him. However, the culprit is precisely her uncle whom she just discovered. How should she take revenge? How should she face this relative? Should she kill him or let him go? Or... Fairy Ji Yao's eyes were full of entanglement, and her heart was also in chaos. She didn't know whether to move forward or backward. Her old friend and his wife were so good to her, her sister and she had been together since childhood, and her only niece was now in a coma and might not live long...

Killing a loved one with one's own hands is such a painful thing that no one can bear. Fairy Ji Yao is like this now. Looking at Mo Wenjian, her hands are shaking constantly. It should be a reunion scene, but now it is cold and murderous. At this time, a cold wind suddenly blew in the Acacia Sword Formation, making everyone feel cold. For a moment, everyone was silent, waiting for Fairy Ji Yao to speak.

After a long while, Fairy Ji Yao stared at Mo Wenjian with cold eyes, slowly raised her hand and put it down, put it down and raised it again... Finally, she gently picked up the scarlet Hongzhuang sword, and the satin-white Xuanling began to tremble, and the two treasures were ready to go. Mo Wenjian remained calm, looking at Fairy Ji Yao gently, just looking at her without saying a word.

Finally, the red makeup sword moved slightly, and the satin-white black silk slowly stretched out. Fairy Ji Yao took that step. She finally made a decision in her heart. Compared with her poor sister, what was that so-called uncle? Compared with the friendship of her friends for many years, what was that? Compared with her only niece, what was her uncle full of blood feud... He deserved to be killed! He deserved to be executed! It was time to end it all!

What kind of mystery is hidden behind this hatred? Her heart was full of questions, and she wished she could find the answer immediately and get it all clear. Fate was really unfair to her, leaving her alone and unable to find anyone to rely on. Family and friendship seemed to be a million miles away from her. Now, she suddenly knew that her relatives were right in front of her, but they were her hated enemies. This made her feel torn. She couldn't kill them, and she couldn't keep them. She couldn't stand the entanglement in her heart.

She blamed the heavens and the earth, and her own fate. This hatred almost consumed all her relatives and friends, and even her bloodline was difficult to continue. She was still worried about the downtrodden lover in Jiuxiajian at the bottom of Luoshen Peak. She didn't know whether he was dead or alive, and she didn't know what the future would be like for the ill-fated boy on Leiming Mountain, and whether he could accompany her little niece and lead her out of the predicament.

Fairy Ji Yao thought about it over and over again, thrusting the sword in her hand and pulling it out several times, but still couldn't find the answer. But she gradually formed an idea in her mind, and it seemed that she understood a little bit.

Suddenly, she felt something crack in her heart, and a surge of power surged up. The black silk turned into a white dragon and flew into the sky. The red makeup sword also turned, revealing the powerful skills of the Nine Phoenix Court Ceremony. When these two magical powers were combined, wow, it was so shocking!

With a bang, Fairy Ji Yao's cultivation suddenly increased, and the realm of Great Silence appeared. She entered another level of the Primordial Realm, and her Purple Palace Immortal Fate became smoother, and her Divine Palace Primordial Spirit also became chaotic. At this moment, her Primordial Realm was the third time that the Purple and Profound Qi had been Silenced. With the addition of the Taiyin Saint Body, although she was not as good as Lei Gong and Bai Ximo, she was definitely a top master in a fight.

"The Longhan Great Tribulation!" Mo Wenjian couldn't help but exclaim in admiration. Then he seemed to be reminding Fairy Ji Yao, or as if he was talking to himself: "It turns out that Cangyun and Yaochi really have a story. The Nine Phoenixes' Courting Ceremony and the White Dragon Emerging from the Water are actually related to this ancient great tribulation. It seems that their ancestors must have experienced great events, and maybe there is a huge conspiracy..."

After Mo Wenjian finished speaking, he turned sideways to face Fairy Ji Yao, his face was calm, his eyes seemed to be somewhat relieved, and more calm. He waited quietly, but nothing came of it.

The murderous aura that was about to take effect suddenly dissipated. The long dragon and white phoenix in the thick fog slowly disappeared, and the murderous intent also dissipated, as if even the principles of the Tao had collapsed.

Fairy Ji Yao put down her sword and decided to give him a chance to explain. However, he said nothing.

You can see the deep despair in Mo Wenjian's eyes. He feels that he deserves all the blame he has to bear. There is also a feeling of letting go in his eyes, as if it would be a kind of happiness for him to die in the hands of his relatives. However, when he looked at Fairy Ji Yao again, he found tears in her eyes, and he suddenly sobered up. He thought that although his heart was a mess, he still had a lot of things to do. Even if he didn't know whether he did the right thing in the end, he still had to choose, just like three hundred years ago, even if no one understood him, even if he couldn't explain it clearly, he was the stubborn one.

"Are you willing to listen to me talk about this?" Mo Wenjian suddenly spoke, and his eyes seemed to want to pour out everything in his heart.

Fairy Ji Yao nodded silently without saying anything, but her eyes, shining with tears, had already made her current mood clear. She wanted to listen very much and understand those mysteries.

"Okay." Mo Wenjian also nodded, and began to speak slowly: "At that time, your mother was kidnapped, and someone came to me and asked me if I was willing to find my sister. I didn't say much, just nodded and said I was willing."

"That person..." Mo Wenjian continued, Fairy Ji Yao listened without blinking, Luo Hongchen and Ling Xuan'er also accompanied her quietly. Things in this world are very complicated, and every family has its own problems. Mo Wenjian began to tell his story, and his eyes became moist, no longer cold and indifferent. The sharpness hidden in his heart gradually softened while telling the story. However, when he talked about emotional parts, or when he was particularly angry, his body couldn't help but tremble, or became as cold as ice.

It turns out that Mo Wenjian's last name was not Mo. He and his sister both had their mother's last name, Mingyue. They were siblings, his sister was a lady from a wealthy family, and he was also a handsome man. But suddenly one day, a very cold man came and said he would take him to learn Xuanmen Kung Fu. Although their parents were high-ranking officials in the court and had heard of Xuanmen, they didn't think this man was a good person. As a result, this man killed their parents and took his sister away. At that time, the young man could only stare blankly.

He cried so hard, but there was nothing he could do. Finally, he thought of Xuanmen Kung Fu, and a little hope was ignited in his heart. He left home and wanted to go to the famous mountains to find a master. However, he was only ten years old at that time. How far could he go? The nearby famous mountains would not accept him. Although they thought he had good qualifications, they still shook their heads and coldly rejected him.

He had no choice but to go home and try his luck somewhere farther away by selling some of his belongings. However, he found that he could not keep the few things at home. Not only did his relatives, friends, and neighbors not help him, but some even helped outsiders. He watched as the family business left by his parents was about to be taken away.

At this time, his sister suddenly came back, and brought a hermit master with her. The master solved all the problems without making a fuss, and even accepted his sister as a registered disciple, teaching her Xuanmen Kung Fu. He also wanted to become a disciple at that time, but the master said that he was not suitable, and someone would naturally accept him as a disciple in the future.

He believed the advice of the master and waited at home. He waited for forty years, but no one came. He also fell ill and died a few days later.

Then, he came to the underworld in a daze. Someone called him, and the voice became clearer and clearer, so he opened his eyes. He was standing on a high mountain, with a cliff in front of him and sword energy all around him. Tens of thousands of swords were inserted into a broken mountain peak. The place under his feet was the location of the Xuanmen authentic Jianyin Sect - Canshan Jianya.

Mingtai looked around slowly, feeling as if he were in another world. He was clearly dead, so was he really reborn?

After going around in circles in a daze, hey, the mystery was finally solved. An old man appeared in front of Mingtai, wearing a dark green Taoist robe and looking like an immortal. The old man held a whisk in his hand, flicked it gently, looked at Mingtai slowly waking up with gentle eyes, and asked with a smile: "Boy, are you afraid?"

Mingtai glared back coldly: "Who are you?" His eyes were full of defense, but in the blink of an eye, he seemed to remember something, and there was a little expectation and hope in his eyes as he stared at the old Taoist.

The old Taoist said calmly: "If you are willing to follow me, I will be your master. If you don't want to, I will send you back to the underworld. There is just a misunderstanding between us."

Mingtai said without a second thought: "I do!" Now, he was already in his fifties and had experienced everything, but there was still a hurdle in his heart. He wanted to join the Xuanmen sect, settle accounts with the Ghost King, and avenge his parents.

The old Taoist smiled and said, "Okay, come with me." Mingtai followed the old Taoist in a daze and embarked on a new journey of life.

In the next fifty years, Mingtai became a disciple of Xuanmen, and also became the chief disciple of Jianyinmen, and the last disciple of Emperor Qingfeng. This Emperor Qingfeng was called Bo Liangzi, the Supreme Sword Master in the martial arts world. Mingtai also got a new name, Mo Wenjian, because his swordsmanship and the name given by his parents both had some Buddhist nature, so Bo Liangzi gave him this Taoist name in memory of his parents.

Bo Liangzi taught Mo Wenjian all his best swordsmanship. This guy was also a genius and learned 90% of it. Ten years later, Mo Wenjian became famous in the martial arts world, especially the three swords of heaven, earth and man, which were simply amazing. Although he entered the martial arts world late, his cultivation level had surpassed his two senior brothers, and even Bo Liangzi could only barely suppress him.

Mo Wenjian started a new adventure. This time he picked up a magic sword from outer space - Changli Sword. He had a connection with this sword and was so excited when he picked it up. From then on, Changli Sword became his good friend.

With the Changli Sword, Mo Wenjian's reputation became even more famous, and everyone thought he would be the next leader. But in his heart, he was still thinking about finding his sister and taking revenge.

Following Bo Liangzi's instructions, he found a place called Kunlun Zhu Chunhua, but it was deserted and his sister was nowhere to be found. Mo Wenjian was so anxious that he decided to take revenge first.

He went to the main hall of the Fairy Demon Island alone with a sword and fought with the Ghost King. Both sides said clearly that his parents were indeed killed by the Ghost King. But in the hall, he discovered that there was a hidden story behind this.