I have a sword that can change the sun and the moon into a new world

Xiao Fan practiced on the bamboo slips for a day and had recovered to his best condition. Si Qi's beautiful figure kept appearing in his mind, and he didn't want to practice anymore. He was very bored.

Xiao Fan saw the white fox sitting cross-legged and practicing, leaning back on a large bamboo slip, resting his head on his hands, humming a little tune.

The white fox's voice sounded, "Brother Xiao, is there anything bothering you?"

Xiao Fan said lazily: "I don't have anything to worry about, I just feel so bored, Brother Bai, are you interested in chatting?"

The white fox said: "If Brother Xiao likes, I will accompany you."

After hearing this, Xiao Fan turned over and sat up, sitting cross-legged in front of the white fox. He didn't know what to talk about for a moment. After thinking for a while, he asked: "Brother Bai, did you win the battle with the Demon Cult yesterday?"

"We won. We wiped out all the members of the Demon Cult. The Demon Cult elder Dong Er died. The old giant monster escaped with the seriously injured Dong Da. We have to thank Brother Xiao for the support. Otherwise, we would have suffered more casualties." The white fox said to Xiao Fan with a grateful look.

Xiao Fan felt a little embarrassed by what the white fox said and smiled awkwardly. It was just a small favor for me.

Xiao Fan thought for a moment and said to Bai Hu: "Brother Bai, there is something that has been bothering me for a long time. If I don't tell you, I will feel very uncomfortable. If I tell you, I am afraid that I will upset you."

The white fox smiled and said, "Brother Xiao, please feel free to speak."

Xiao Fan bowed to Bai Hu and said, "Brother Bai is a demon, but you are giving advice to humans to fight against the demons. Aren't you worried that the demons will retaliate against Brother Bai's family? This is what confuses me. Brother Bai, please don't blame me."

The white fox spoke calmly, but there was anger in his eyes. "My tribe was driven away by the demon tribe 20,000 years ago, and the young and middle-aged people in the tribe were brutally killed. If it weren't for the Master's rescue and the human race's resettlement of my tribe, I wouldn't be where I am today."

Xiao Fan was filled with anger, "Brother Bai, one day you and I will join forces and go to the demon realm to avenge your people!"

The white fox was moved, "Brother Xiao, I believe this day will come!"

Xiao Fan was full of pride, "In this situation, we should drink, drink strong liquor!"

When the white fox heard this, two pots of wine appeared out of thin air in his hands. "Brother Xiao, since you are in such a good mood, I will accompany you to the end." After saying that, he threw a pot of wine to Xiao Fan.

Xiao Fan took the wine pot and saw the words "Lava Wine" written on the body of the pot. The white fox said: "Lava wine is made from the lava fruit on the edge of the chasm. There is no stronger wine in the world than lava wine!"

Xiao Fan asked curiously: "What is lava fruit?"

"There is a tree next to the lava chasm. No one knows where it came from, but it has been standing there for tens of thousands of years, and bears fruit every hundred years. The fruit is as big as a fist, red as fire, and the flesh is as hot as magma. It is very sweet to use it to make wine. Brother Xiao, cheers!" After the white fox finished speaking, it opened the lid and offered it to Xiao Fan.

Xiao Fan couldn't imagine that there were fruit trees next to the lava, and he wanted to see what was so special about the lava fruit. Xiao Fan opened the lid, clinked the pot with the white fox, and took a big gulp. The hot taste of the liquor spread in his mouth, just like the scorching sun in summer, making him feel excited and excited.

Xiao Fan exhaled a breath of hot air, intoxicated by it. After a while, he praised: "It's really good wine, Brother Bai, drink more!" He raised his head and took another sip. Xiao Fan felt as if there was a fire burning in his stomach, and his heart was relieved. He stood up and took another sip, chanting: "When life is happy, you must enjoy it to the fullest, don't let the golden cup face the moon in vain. I was born with talents that must be useful, and I will get them back even if I spend all my money."

The white fox also stood up, "Good poetry should be paired with good wine, Brother Xiao, drink more!"

"Brother Bai, I have recently learned a sword, but I haven't named it yet. Can you help me appreciate it?" Xiao Fan was already drunk. He pinched the sword formula with his right hand and said, "I look at the sword under the lamp while drunk, and I dream of blowing the horn in the camp." The spiritual power slowly gathered at his fingertips, gradually forming a huge sword blade three meters long, as if it were real and radiant. Xiao Fan had no distracting thoughts, and his whole body entered a state of emptiness. He waved his hand towards a mountain peak in the distance, and the sword blade passed through the mountain peak silently. After a while, the mountain peak fell down with a bang, and the cut surface was as smooth as a mirror.

The white fox exclaimed sincerely: "Brother Xiao's sword is truly amazing and breathtaking. This sword can break all methods, so it is called the Sword Breaking Style. How do you think it is?"

Xiao Fan was very satisfied with his sword, which was many times stronger than the last time. He said with satisfaction: "One sword can break all laws, 'Breaking Sword Style', what a good name, Brother Bai is so talented! We should drink a glass." He finished the rest of the wine in one gulp, his eyes blurred, thinking of the scene when he first met the Fairy Sister, and recited involuntarily, "The orioles are singing on the island in the river. The beautiful lady is the ideal match for the gentleman." Sister Siqi, I miss you already.

At this time in Penglai Fairy Mountain, Siqi had also returned to his residence. He stood by the window, looking at the bright moon in the sky, thinking about the scene of parting. Xiao Fan looked at him infatuatedly, with a smile on his face, and whispered to himself, "Idiot."

Xiao Fan talked with Bai Hu all the way and got to know more about this world. Xiao Fan asked again: "Brother Bai, what kind of sect is Jiange?"

"According to the alliance records, the Sword Pavilion was founded by Senior Sword Immortal and his good friend Xiang Yuntian more than three thousand years ago. Two thousand years ago, Senior Sword Immortal fought against millions of demon soldiers alone, and the sky above the chasm was filled with flying swords. Wherever the flying swords passed, no general could match them. Ten thousand swords were fired at the same time, and millions of demon soldiers fled in panic, leaving behind hundreds of thousands of demon corpses. The giant python Sky Demon King was equivalent to the peak of the human celestial immortal, and he fled with serious injuries. There has been no news about Senior Sword Immortal since then." The white fox told the story.

Xiao Fan didn't expect the old man to be so powerful! One man against a million! Xiao Fan's blood boiled when he heard it, and he asked, "What happened next?"

"Later, the Sword Pavilion Master Xiang Yuntian, who was at the peak of the True Immortal Realm, guarded the Honggou several times, killed countless demon soldiers, and sixteen demon generals equivalent to the True Immortal Realm, and died together with the Heavenly Demon King. The previous Sword Pavilion Master had great military exploits, but also died in the Honggou. The current Pavilion Master Jian Xin, who was at the Heavenly Immortal Realm, dueled with the Heavenly Demon King three hundred years ago, and the opponent died, while he was seriously injured and fell to the True Immortal Realm. The elders and disciples in the pavilion are all brave and fearless." The white fox added, "The Sword Pavilion disciples travel the world, and they have a very good reputation for helping those who are in trouble when they see injustice.

After listening to what Baihu said, Xiao Fan couldn't calm down for a long time. The reputation of Jiange was built by the predecessors with their bones. Xiao Fan secretly made up his mind that as the old man's successor, he must not embarrass him!

After a long while, Xiao Fan asked curiously: "Brother Bai, how can you remember so many things in your head? Can you remember everything you see?"

The white fox said calmly: "If you could live for 500 years, you would remember it better than I do."

Xiao Fan was shocked. "Brother Bai, no, I should call you Grandpa Bai. You have lived for five hundred years?"

The white fox rolled his eyes at Xiao Fan who was pretending to be exaggerated, "According to your human standards, I am only about eighteen years old."

Xiao Fan asked curiously: "If you demons want to die of old age, how many years will it take?"

The white fox shook his head and said, "The demon race loves fighting by nature, how can they die of old age? Our race is also considered a superior race in the demon world. We only seek to live a stable life and never participate in any struggles. Otherwise, we will not be able to live in peace. The demon race today is no longer what it was in ancient times."

Xiao Fan sighed and thought that there seemed to be nothing good in living too long.

Xiao Fan and the white fox arrived at the ancient city while talking.