In the quiet cave, a wisp of cold wind brought a trace of gloom. The young man with a big bow walked in the cave, his face full of distress.

"It's so miserable, this time it's really miserable."

Because he wanted to experience the pleasure of hunting, he usually did not use extraordinary means when hunting, but only used arrow skills to obtain prey. This time he was still like this.

But he didn't expect that the big boar would actually run into the cave where his mother rested, disturbing the purity of the place. This made him feel bitter immediately.

"This boar must be caught as soon as possible."

When the boy remembered his mother's appearance when she got angry, he just shook his rope.

At this time, a slight noise sounded. Although it was quite far apart, the boy still caught this noise at the first time.

He kicked the ground and rushed out like a cheetah. He leaped his figure around the corner in front, and drew his bow directly in the air.

The ice blue light condensed a qi arrow on the big bow. As the bowstring vibrated, the arrow was shot without any slightest, and in an instant it was already close to the target's forehead.

A faint light shone out a pretty face with bright eyes and white teeth, and the calm eyes of the young archer suddenly appeared astonished.

"people?"

He quickly reached out and grabbed it, and the air arrow collapsed from the air, turning into countless light spots. He himself turned in the air and landed gently.

The girl who was almost penetrated by an arrow was in a state of shock. The arrow was just a slight distance from her snow-white forehead. As long as she went a little further, she would turn from a little beauty to a dead beauty.

The left and right jump between life and death made her legs weak after she escaped from danger and she almost knelt down, but after that, a strong sense of excitement appeared in her heart.

The only reason why she can use such methods is definitely not an ordinary martial artist, but it is very likely that she is a legendary immortal. She has been searching for secrets over the years, including coming to this cave, all to find the legendary sword immortal. She is extremely excited to encounter a possible existence today.

"Hello."

The boy ran over and said, "Are you okay?"

"How could it be fine," the girl cried out because of the experience between life and death, "I almost died."

"It seems that it's okay."

Seeing that the woman in a suit of action was able to scream, the boy nodded and ran directly past her, "It's fine, I'm going to find a pig."

He was so nervous that he obviously had no idea of ​​pitying the fragrance and jade. Now he was thinking about finding the mountain pig so that he would not make me angry.

The girl naturally would not let this guy who was suspected of being a sword immortal, and immediately rushed to chase him, "Wait, you...ah, what's your name? My name is Han Lingsha, what about you? Are you a sword immortal?"

While talking, she couldn't help but look at the boy who looked like a hunter and a savage, and felt like he was collapsed. This looked completely incompatible with the sword fairy who was rising and falling.

"Oh, my name is Tianhe, my last name is......" The boy stopped and replied, "I have the last surname to Chu, probably... I haven't seen my father before, so I'm not very clear."

"What is the approximate?" Han Lingsha widened her eyes, and the unreliable premonition in her heart rose sharply.

"Because my mother said that my father once mentioned that his family's surname was Chu, but my aunt said that my father was an orphan, with no name or surname, and only had a Taoist name." The young man Tianhe grabbed his hair with some worries and said.

A layman, Taoist name: Auntie? Mother?

Han Lingsha felt a little confused, and at the same time concluded that even if the other party was a sword immortal, he would be an extremely unreliable sword immortal.

"Wait, your father is a Taoist priest? Which fairy mountain do you practice? And how many mothers do you have?"

The first half of the sentence is to find out where the other party’s father’s sect is. Han Lingsha has already concluded that this is a second generation of immortals. The other party’s father must be a real sword immortal, and the second half of the sentence is purely a personal gossip. After all, after hearing what the savage on the top of the mountain said, the other party’s father seems to have two wives.

Who doesn’t like to listen to this sword immortal’s gossip?

"A mom, aunt, and mother."

The savage on the top of the mountain said something unknown, walked out of a cave entrance, and what you saw was a huge open space and the icicles standing in the middle of the open space, as if supporting the entire cave.

He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that there was no sign of a boar here and said, "Fortunately the boar didn't come here, otherwise my mother would definitely be angry."

As he said that, he jumped to the flat ground with a slightly lower terrain, ran to the icicles on the frost-covered ground, saluted to the icicles, and said begging for mercy.

Han Lingsha looked at the icicle and vaguely saw the frozen figure in the icicle. Her simple and unrestrained clothes were really different from the young man's fur coat. Her indifferent face and extraordinary temperament made her look like a banished immortal, clear and awe-inspiring.

"Immortal..."

With this glance alone, Han Lingsha concluded that this woman was definitely a person in the Immortal Realm.

"It's a pity that he is dead." Han Lingsha said in a little disappointed manner.

Unexpectedly, Tianhe heard the girl whispering, he turned his head and said loudly, "Mom and Auntie are not dead. They often see me in their dreams and teach me to practice."

"mother?"

Han Lingsha looked at the lonely figure among the icicles and blinked her eyes, "Auntie?"

She glanced around, trying to find another person's existence, but obviously, she did not find any unnecessary traces. There was only one person, or a body, here.

As for the so-called dream teaching, Han Lingsha only thought it was a savage on the top of the mountain that thought about something on the day and night.

"Yes," Tianhe nodded, "Mom is sometimes very strict, sometimes very calm. Yes, when it is strict, there will be lotus-like golden patterns on her eyebrows, and she always says something like 'God will', and I call her an aunt."

Hearing this explanation, Han Lingsha couldn't help but hold her forehead with her hand, "Isn't this just hysteria? Does the Sword Immortal also have hysteria?"

She felt that this young man's mother was also quite unreliable. A good person in the fairy path would actually develop hysteria.

Thinking about the father I had never seen before, this family is of the same style and is full of unreliability. Putting hope on such a family, Han Lingsha feels that she is almost crazy and has given up.

But there is no way. Who told her family to be punished by God, and everyone will live short and not live thirty years old. Not only are children of the Han surname, but even wives who are married outside usually live thirty years old. This is no longer explained by the symptoms.

Since Han Lingsha became sensible, she has been looking for traces of people in the immortal path, in order to unlock this cursed fate and allow the Han family to live smoothly until old age.

This time was the closest she had to her goal, and she would never allow herself to miss it.

"Click--"

Suddenly, a crisp sound of shattering sounded. Han Lingsha and Tianhe couldn't help but look in the sound and suddenly found that cracks appeared slowly on the icicles, forming four distorted big characters.

"Qionghua, Xuanxiao," Han Lingsha read these four words, and her little head turned, "Can this be your father's sect, and then Xuanxiao is your father?"

"Ah?" The savage on the top of the mountain looked confused.

"What, don't you want to see your father?" Han Lingsha said.

This sentence seemed to awaken him, and a throbbing that sprouted from his heart made him extremely want to meet the father he had never met. As for what to say after the meeting, let's talk about it later.

‘Maybe it should be a pig to eat with my dad.’ Tianhe still misses the pig.

In this way, Tianhe, who had been on this mountain for more than ten years, embarked on the road to finding his father.

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And on the other side, in the Taiyi Palace of the Qionghua School.

The hanging gauze tent was blown up by a strong wind, revealing the tangled body inside and the hooked lips and tongues.

The two snake tails intertwined, and the two qi channels communicated with you and me. Chu Mu and Zi Xuan were like Fuxi and Nuwa in the first mythology, blending yin and yang, and intertwining the spirit.

It not only reproduces the myth, but also comes from the intersection of the spirit and spirit of Pangu's three Yuans.

This is sacred, reasonable, and pure, so you should not be ashamed of it.

With her back facing the entangled two people, Xiyao was doing psychological activities for herself and circulating her spiritual power. The lines of leaf veins appeared on the eyebrows. Chun Ziquan's power was supported by her, and she transformed the clear and turbidity around the absurd two people and continued to cycle.

Chu Mu wanted to explore the principles of yin and yang, and to reappear Pangu's ability, he would naturally not miss this Chunziquan guard. Chunziquan itself is one of the nine springs of Shennong, and it also has the ability to transform clear and turbidity. Chu Mu asked Xiyao to continuously use his spiritual power to transform clear and turbidity, creating the best place for his own cultivation.

However, this kind of work is quite tormenting for Xiyao. It should be noted that Chu Mu and Zixuan will take at least six hours each time to practice. The violent movements made Xiyao listen to them very badly.

The most important thing is that Zixuan gradually let go, completely ignoring the existence of such a third party. Now every time she practices, Xiyao feels more and more difficult.

‘There is still one hour...’ Estimating the approximate time, Xiyao sighed in her heart.

But at this moment, the sound became more and more intense. In just a quarter of an hour, Zixuan chanted several times, and finally made a dying call, and suddenly became quiet.

Chu Mu opened his eyes and murmured in a low voice: "I sensed...my bloodline."
Chapter completed!