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The towering Jiufeng Mountain is like a huge barrier standing on the grassland border.

It's rolling and surrounded by mountains.

Among them, nine peaks are famous.

The top of the mountain is covered with snow all the year round.

It is said that there are wanzhang glaciers on the mountain, comparable to Yushan.

But Yushan has a long history in the history of Donghua, and it has its original mythological color.

so Yushan is the ancestor of all mountains, but Jiufeng Mountain is only the master of one side.

There is a difference between them.

Qin Mu looked at Jiufeng Mountain and muttered to himself, "it's very cold at high places, lonely and cold."

"This sword ancestor outside the pass chose this kind of place, probably also has his own deep meaning?"

All the major sects in Donghua pass chose Dachuan mountains as their foundation, but they did not know why Jianzong chose such a remote place?

People were puzzled.

"They call themselves Jianzong outside the pass, maybe it's a branch inside the pass."

The shallow Yu Xuan road that has been seldom talking.

At this time, Tang Shanniang asked curiously, "Xuanxuan, I wonder why you never mentioned your parents."

"Don't you want to take me to them?"

"Or do you lie to me all the time? In fact, your family is already full of wives and children?"

"It's OK to tell me. As long as you like me, I won't care."

Shallow Yu Xuan's facial expression, unexpectedly deep.

Qin Mu and others noticed that something was wrong and looked at Qian Yuxuan with concern.

In fact, not only Tang Shanniang, but also Qin Mu felt strange.

Qian Yuxuan has always called himself the man of the sword casting gate, but he has never heard about it.

What about the others in the sword casting sect?

Perhaps it is to feel everybody's suspicion, shallow Yu Xuan closes a pair of eyes painfully, for a long time just long call one breath.

"I don't know a lot of things. When I was three years old, there was a big change in the sword casting gate."

"A group of strong men came into our home and took all the people away."

"And I was saved by an old slave and became the last survivor."

"These terrible strongmen destroyed our homes, took all the hostages, and the last fire completely destroyed the gate."

"Later, the old slave told me that it was only because of a sword. My grandfather didn't promise to make a sword for a mysterious man, so he caused this catastrophe."

"In the next few decades, I kept practicing the mental skills of the sword casting gate, and almost forgot to eat and sleep. After more than 13 years of hard work, we have achieved something. "

"And the old slave who accompanied me, in the long years, weathered, finally left me."

Qian Yuxuan said, "this is my story, my life."

"In addition to the old slave's telling me about my life experience, and my remaining memory, I only know that I am a swordsman."

"As for all the people of the sword casting sect, where have they been taken captive? I don't know. "

"Maybe he knows. He just doesn't want me to die."

"When he was dying, he told me about the nine nationalities."

Hearing this, Tang Shanniang's eyes were all wet. "Xuanxuan, I'm sorry, you are more miserable than me."

"Don't worry, I will try my best to have a lot of children for you and for the sword gate."

Puyi -

Cheng Xueyi and his wife can't help laughing.

Can you be serious, Tang Shanniang?

Can Tang 13 Niang but a serious way, "Xuan Xuan, from now on, I want to look for a second wife for you."

"When I give birth to a baby for you, she can wash and cook."

“……”

Qin Mu had to tell her, "why don't you interrupt?"

"It's also the business of the nine ethnic groups to cast swords. We Donghua's nine ethnic groups are a whole."

"You say it, we can work together."

In fact, I've been looking for it all the time, but the nine nationalities haven't stopped. How can I let you be distracted by the casting sword gate

Qin Mu patted Qian Yuxuan on the shoulder, "you are too outsider!"

"We should be brothers!"

Mo danglun asked shamelessly, "since he is a brother, can his wife be exchanged?"

"Go to hell!"

"Go away!"

“……”

Several people got angry at the same time and pushed Mo danglun aside.

Li Shuchen glared at him fiercely.

Gnashing teeth.

"All right, all right, back to business!"

Qin Mu said, "we must not be careless about the sword casting gate. We must find them."

Shallow Yu Xuan's face is gloomy, "forty years have passed, they are afraid of more or less bad luck."Indeed, for such a long time, where can I find them?

I'm afraid it has become a suspense.

Qin Mu couldn't help sighing in his heart. At that time, the Qin family suffered a great calamity. Unexpectedly, it caused the rapid decline of the nine nationalities.

All these things are caused by the Qin family.

This abominable house slave has eaten the master.

Qin Mu secretly vowed that if he could find the people who cast sword, he would let them return to the nine nationalities.

At the same time,

Jiufeng Mountain is the fourth peak.

That's the fourth martial uncle of Jianzong.

There are nine disciples of sword sect outside the pass, each according to a peak.

Although they belong to the same sect, they seem to have become different sects.

The fourth martial uncle, who is more than 50 years old, is furious.

The fourth peak is the weakest of the sword clan outside the pass.

The quality of the disciple is not as good as that of other martial brothers, and he is also shameless.

His strength can only be counted as one or two from the bottom of the nine brothers.

It's hard to find a martial arts genius. Unexpectedly, the boy heard that a descendant of Emperor Wu had risen outside the pass,

unwilling, he went far away with his sword.

Who would have thought that he had bad luck when he met Qin Mu who was in a bad mood and killed him with one hand.

Now the fragmentary news has been collected and spread to the fourth martial uncle.

Not only his favorite gifted disciples, but also those who went out to look for them were taught a lesson by Qin Mu.

Of course, the story of ninth martial uncle and his disciples didn't come back.

Even the disciples under the second elder martial brother are gone forever.

In a short period of time, a lot of things happened, which made the fourth martial uncle furious.

"It's just a decline of the nine ethnic groups in Donghua. What else can they do?"

A disciple carefully said, "master, this boy's strength is not weak. My younger martial brother is a strong one in Tianjie realm. He was killed."

"Fart!"

The fourth martial uncle was furious, "so what? Laozi is also the master of Huajing. I don't believe I can't control him! "

"If their Qin clan is so powerful, how can they even die in the hands of Emperor Wu?"

It seems that they know something about what happened in the pass.

So one of his disciples said, "master, since all the sects in the pass are declining now, we can't prevent ourselves from taking the lead for Jianzu and returning to the pass to revive Jianzong's prestige?"

"In this way, we can realize the long cherished wish of the old man Jianzu for many years."

This disciple is not young. He is in his early 40s.

If you just talk about your age, I'm afraid it's almost the same as ninth martial uncle. But in a sect, seniority is not determined by age.

What's more, the ninth martial uncle's strength is high, and the thousand sword chop has been superb. Few people can resist it.

But this disciple's foundation and talent are too poor. He has only three roles. He usually manages some trivial things for the sect.

The fourth uncle's brow sank. "It's going to be slow first. Jianzu hasn't been able to come out recently. There should be a breakthrough again."

"At that time, we will enter the pass at one stroke, wipe out all the sects, and revive Jianzong."