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In the Yuxu Sect, Jianfeng is the northernmost, and the snow does not melt all the year round.

Frost and snow are cold, and the sword bones are just formed.

"Mu Fan, the sixth-generation Jianfeng disciple, and Li Shenxing, the seventh-generation Jianfeng disciple, pay homage to the Sutra Pavilion."

Li Shenxing followed behind the master with a solemn expression.

Thousands of floating lamps in the pavilion are on and off, and the faint warm light extends to the top of the pavilion, illuminating thousands of books and jade slips.In the Buddhist scripture pavilion, under each lamp there is a name and surname. When born, one enters the pavilion to seek Taoism, and when one dies, one turns a lamp to help future generations.

"Untie the sword." Mu Fan opened his mouth and reached out to untie Liu Guang from his waist.Li Shenxing followed closely.

"Zang Feng."

Mu Fan stretched out his hand and flicked it, the cyan edge on the Glazed Sword gradually weakened, and finally fell silent.The Glazed Sword, which had lost its spiritual power, finally showed its true colors. The blade was dull and dull, with nicks and scratches everywhere, and dark brown blood stains solidified on it.

Stung by this scene, Li Shenxing lowered his head slightly.

The Glazed Light Sword is the natal sword of Master.The sword cultivator is connected with the soul of the sword. Since the sword is like this, the pain on the master's body can also be imagined.The suzerain said that Master had already recast the Glazed Light Sword once after he repaired the broken alchemy, and it was like peeling the wrist bones on one's own body. People with weak minds can't stand it even for a moment.

"If you can't break it, you can't stand it." When the master left the customs, the law enforcement elder wiped away his tears excitedly, and the suzerain said so when he personally picked up the master.

Following behind Mu Fan, Li Shenxing also made a sword formula, suppressing the purple sword light on his waist.

The Sutra Pavilion is the first forbidden place of Yuxuzong, one should be cautious and respectful when entering the pavilion, and not disturb the spirits of the ancestors.

Mu Fan led Li Shenxing all the way up, and stopped when he reached the sixth floor.

"This lamp is your Uncle Yichen." Mu Fan said: "600 years ago, with the power of one person, you managed to control the three major demon cultivators in Southern Border."

Li Shen performed a standard sword salute: "I pay homage to Uncle Yichen."

Mu Fan nodded, with relief in his eyes: "Brother Yichen cultivates the Junzi Sword, steady and introverted, impartial, which suits your personality best. Go get the sword formula."

Li Shenxing got his master's approval, and then bowed half a teacher's salute to the soul lamp, and went to take the jade box on the high platform with a solemn expression.Except for Yichen Sword Master's floating lamp, the two lamps next to him also seemed to feel something, and the core fire moved slightly.

600 years ago, the world was in a catastrophe, and the four inner sect disciples of Tianshui Jiange sacrificed their swords with their bodies to keep demons and ghosts from outside the territory.After this battle, Tianshui Jiange suffered severe damage, only the remaining line of Yuxu survived.Among the four inner disciples, only Mu Fan was rescued by Sect Master Yuxu.

After Li Shen took it, he turned around and saw the master standing in the dark with his hands behind his back, he couldn't see the expression on his face, but his figure was desolate and silent.

"Master."

After a long time, Mu Fan seemed to wake up from the memory, turned sideways, nodded, and revealed half of his face in the shadow of thousands of lamps.

Mu Fan said: "Go, I will be alone with your Uncle Yichen for a while."

Li Shenxing nodded, turned around and closed the door, holding the sword formula taken out of the jade box in his hand.This thin book records every detail of Yichen Jianzun from Zhizhi to Taoism, and the handwriting in it also starts from immature and finally matures.

——"On the twelfth year, enter the Tianshui Sword Pavilion."

——"Learn the epee, it won't work."

——"Fourteen worships the sword peak, and begins to learn the gentleman's sword."

—— "Jianfeng's food is not good."

Li Shenxing: ...? ? ?

Turning to the back a few pages, there are indeed many trivial things recorded in it, even fist fights with the seniors will be used by the dust sword master to show off.

——"Junior Brother Mu Fan, Yuxue is cute, I am very happy. Collect 34 spirit stones, and buy a civet cat in the square market as a gift."

——"This cat is very annoying."

Li Shenxing was about to continue reading, when suddenly he heard a squeak, and it was Master who came out.He was about to speak when he suddenly frowned.

The corners of the master's mouth were slightly raised, his eyes were gentle, and there seemed to be warmth flowing, but his face was extremely pale, and the hand holding the hilt of the sword was even more bloodless, and the fingertips seemed transparent.

Li Shenxing said anxiously: "Master!"

Mu Fan said: "It's okay, I have my own measure."

Li Shenxing remained silent.Of course, he also knows the secrets of the inner sect.As the Jindan stage progresses, using your own essence and blood as a guide, you can understand the underworld and divination about the events behind the deceased.

Mu Fan sighed softly: "Your Uncle Yichen, you have a deep destiny, and you have a good life after reincarnation."

Li Shenxing: It must be because the food is very good...

"Let's go." Mu Fan raised his saber, turned around and walked back the way he came.

After leaving the Sutra Pavilion, there was another snowstorm outside the door.

Li Shenxing walked behind silently, not knowing whether to make a small report with the suzerain for a while.Master's injury was not healed, so he used this divination method to add injury to injury.But judging by Master's expression, he was much lighter than usual.

It was like a big stone fell to the ground.

Mu Fan walked in front, and seeing his lover holding the sword formula in his arms with great care, he also became interested, and talked to him about the inheritance of swordsmanship in the sect: "In the past, the Tianshui Sword Pavilion, including the Yuxu Sect, Inside, they are all passed on by one line. If Junzijian is passed on to you, it will not be passed on to Shendu and Shenyan."

Li Shenxing asked: "Then if the Yifeng sword formula is lost..."

Mu Fan said: "Among every generation of inner disciples, there is still one person who memorizes the sect's files by heart. Just memorize, not practice."

Li Shenxing was taken aback: "Then who is this generation?"

Mu Fan smiled: "Today's technology is advanced, and the storage capacity of electronic chips is far greater than what you and I can record. When the suzerain builds the database, I will record the files in the Sutra Pavilion one by one."

Li Shenxing: ...Why do I feel that I am an old shareholder who has been in seclusion for many years, and the master is a cultivator who has grown up in the new era.

However, after thinking about it again, doubts arose.

Li Shenxing: "Among the master's fellow disciples, who is in charge of memorizing?"

Mu Fan paused for a moment, as if thinking of something, with complex emotions in his eyes, even a little indulgent and helpless: "There is indeed such a person. If you meet him in the future, you can ask him to teach you how to use swords."

Li Shenxing was excited: "I don't know the name of this uncle?"

Mu Fan said: "His name is Lu Bai."

Li Shenxing's eyes widened, there seemed to be no elder named Lu Bai in the door.

After leading his apprentice to take the sword formula, Mu Fan went straight back to his courtyard.

A small bamboo house is hidden in the corner of Jianfeng. In the courtyard, there are several plum trees blooming delicately and charmingly because of being infused with spiritual energy.

The inside of the bamboo house is warm and pleasant. Mu Fan's old things and the new home appliances brought by the suzerain are placed together in a nondescript manner. Like the renovated Yuxu Hall, it has the style of the urban-rural fringe.

Mu Fan didn't care.

On the table was the advanced algebra that was only half watched yesterday, and the half-loaded science and education film "Planet and Nature" was projected on the holographic screen.

After hundreds of years of retreat, the world has been turned upside down, and one by one must learn from the basics.

A few days ago, the door gave him another job titled "Executive Vice President".It seems that in addition to basic science, economics and management are also on the agenda.

Mu Fan connected to the terminal and was relieved to find that Jianfeng's network was finally repaired.

You can be a good sword repairer who keeps pace with the times again!

He pressed play, took off his saber, took off his robe, and started a routine medicinal bath in the BGM of "The Milky Way Is One Big Family".

Because of the divination technique used earlier, Mu Fan looked sicker and weaker than before.On the pale shoulder blades, a sword-like tattoo gradually appeared under the transpiration of hot water.

"CUT!"

The actress who played the green snake was full of guilt and apologized to everyone in a panic.

"Brother Lu, the aura is too strong, it's not easy for little girls to join the show." The assistant director said helplessly.

Lu Mengji's face sank like water, and the actress who played the role was too frightened to breathe.

The assistant Xiao Zhou at the side immediately stepped forward sensiblely and handed over a huge bath towel.

Lu Mengji took it, and walked up from the pool with a splash. The toned body with water droplets made everyone's breathing stagnate.

Then he went straight away.

Looking at the bewildered crew members, manager Wei Shu could only take up the heavy burden with complaints: "Dream Machine didn't sleep well yesterday, go and adjust, and come back right away. Today's show ends late, and if I'm hungry, I'll give it to you." Everyone called supper."

A group of crew members quickly waved their hands.Lu Yingdi's celebrity position is there, and it is understandable to play big names. Besides, he is very dedicated in filming, and the one who keeps dragging the camera is the young Xiaohuadan.

However, in private, some people whispered——

"What's the matter with Lu Yingdi? Did you have a quarrel with the patron? Brother Wei said he didn't sleep well yesterday, oh—"

Wei Shu: "..."

Lu Mengji led Xiao Zhou into the dressing room, and closed the door with a bang.

He frowned, pulled off the bath towel on his body, and carefully touched the tattoo on his right shoulder with his left hand, becoming more and more sure that the pain just now was real.

"How can you take care of Afan, you few taut-nosed Taoists!" Lu Mengji's eyes were full of hostility: "I should have snatched him back then and raised him well. Go check Jianfeng's place."

Xiao Zhou nodded and said yes, and when he took out the notebook, he tapped: "Mu Daochang took his apprentice to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion today."

Lu Mengji was silent for a while, and frowned: "The technique of divination and calculation."

Xiao Zhou said he didn't understand.

"If he wanted to know what happened to the senior brothers, why didn't he just ask me?" There seemed to be a storm brewing in Lu Mengji's eyes.

Doesn't Afan believe him?

As soon as the thought was born, it was immediately cut off by Lu Mengji.

How could Ah Fan not believe him?Afan knew it, as long as he was willing to speak, Lu Mengji would be willing to die in front of him.

Or——Afan forgot him?

This thought made him suffer even more than before.Lu Mengji has reviewed countless files, and in the past few hundred years, he has repeatedly studied and rebuilt the broken pill.The recasting of broken pills is going against the sky, and there will be many catastrophes in it, ranging from forgetting the past, to being lost in severe cases.

He definitely can't let Afan forget him, even if he killed Afan like this.

Lu Mengji asked, "How's the news going?"

Xiao Zhou said: "As long as you can connect to the Internet, you will be able to see the news of adults 100% of the time."

Lu Mengji nodded.

He turned on his phone and quickly sent another Xingbo: "Waiting for a private message from someone."

If Afan really didn't want to see him, he would find him himself.

——Ten seconds later, Lu Mengji's private mailbox was full.

"Your Majesty, what's the matter, Your Majesty!"

"Da Lu, who are you waiting for!"

"Actor Lu, hello, we are Deep Space Entertainment. Are you interested in accepting an interview with us about your last Starblog. If you need to find someone, we can also..."

"Lu Mengji! I'm Wei Shu! I'm right outside your door—the door is locked. Please, immediately, open the door and explain—"

Lu Mengji: "Noisy."

He casually cleared thousands of private messages, and added a letter authentication: "Sword"

Those who can't answer the question about the Glazed Light Sword will be blocked automatically.

Outside the door, Wei Shu, who had just entered "big sword", watched helplessly as he was moved from Lu Mengji's "important attention" to "blacklist".

Wei Shu knocked on the door angrily.

After 1 minute, the door of the dressing room opened from the inside.

Lu Mengji showed no remorse.

Wei Shu: "..."

Lu Mengji: "Continue filming."

Following Lu Mengji, Xiao Zhou also came out with a backpack on his back.

Wei Shu: "Where are you going?"

Xiao Zhou: "Help the boss with things."

Wei Shu was heartbroken: "Very important? Do we have to leave now?"

Xiao Zhou nodded.

According to Lu Mengji's request - he must insert a few precious healing holy herbs into Jianfeng's medicine garden before tomorrow, and pretend that they grew by themselves.