That night, we were at the top of Piaomiao Peak.

Dai Daojin and Dugu stood opposite each other, their hair raised by the mountain wind.

Dugu whispered: "My old friend will be entrusted to you from now on. After I die, I will be buried on Piaomiao Peak."

Dai Daojin nodded and said in a deep voice: "Open your mind and don't resist."

The two looked at each other.

Dai Daojin's mind fell silent, and his eyes gradually turned silvery white, and the brilliance flowed, looking extremely strange in this dim night.

In the nebula world, the nebulae that originally rotated slowly gradually accelerated, and reflected in Dai Daojin's pupils, as if a vortex of starry lights appeared, absorbing the soul.

When Dugu's mind met those enchanting eyes, he couldn't help but tremble, and instinctively began to resist the suction force. Dugu's heart shivered, and he began to relax and give up resistance. Then he felt a lightness in his spirit, as if he was separated.

Bound and entered a strange world.

This place is like a starry sky in the universe. Before I have time to perceive it carefully, deep in the starry sky, a star arrow like a "spear" drags its tail and penetrates Dugu. Dugu only feels sharp pain in his soul, and then it speeds like light, dragging Dugu.

, returned to the depths of the starry sky, and finally, this "spear" dragged Dugu's soul and nailed it to a star.

In the end, Dugu felt a sharp pain sweeping through his entire soul. Before falling into darkness, he seemed to see the so-called "spear" as a strange character.

After Dugu's soul attached to the star, the strange characters suddenly lit up, then disappeared into the star and disappeared, leaving only the star exuding a halo.

Dai Daojin's mind suddenly moved at this moment, and a huge memory suddenly emerged from the bottom of his heart.

A boy, as long as he can remember, has learned calligraphy, learned martial arts, practiced swordsmanship, walked down mountains, traveled around the world, competed with the world's masters, and mastered swordsmanship...

These memories slowly flowed through Dai Daojin's mind. Dai Daojin got rid of some useless memories, leaving only the memories of learning martial arts, practicing swordsmanship, and understanding the way of the sword, and experienced them silently.

A "bang" sound of an object falling to the ground sounded from the top of the mountain.

That was Dugu's body. After Dugu's spirit left his body and he died completely, he fell to the ground.

Dai Daojin seemed unaware, still standing there with his eyes closed, immersed in the world of his mind, comprehending those memories, refer to them, incorporate them into himself, and achieve his own martial arts qualifications.

Slowly, Dai Daojin's body exuded a sword intent, and an unrivaled aura emerged, like a sharp sword with cold light, standing there. Then, the sharp aura slowly weakened.

, and slowly became stronger, and so on, and finally disappeared.

Time flies like water. One night passes, and the sky gradually turns white.

Dai Daojin slowly opened his eyes, and his eyes seemed to be filled with sword light, invisible and invisible. He stretched out his right hand, put his index finger and middle finger together, and slowly cut away the thick branch hanging down from a mountain tree next to him.

The sword finger passed across, like an invisible long sword, and the branch as thick as a wrist broke silently and fell to the ground. The break was extremely smooth and flat, and soon the sap of the tree came out.

Dai Daojin opened his lips slightly and slowly spit out, "Sword Six."

He paused for a while, thinking about some things in his mind, as well as some changes and feelings before and after the sword move he just made.

For a long time, Dai Daojin looked up at the red sun, his eyes narrowed slightly, bathing in the morning glow.

After standing for a while, Dai Daojin lowered his head and bent down, taking Dugu's body with him and using Qinggong, he swept it down the mountain.

…

Somewhere in the back mountain of Piaomiao Peak, in front of a newly built tomb.

Huang Rong's eyes were red and she looked at the newly raised grave in front of her. In the past eleven years, she had lived a carefree life. Huang Yaoshi and Feng Heng protected her from wind and rain, and she had never experienced separation from life or death.

Huang Rong's mind slowly replayed every detail of her interactions with this old man over the past six months. During the journey, whenever she made trouble unreasonably, the old man just looked at her with a smile on her face.

When Dai Daojin saw her, he didn't offer much comfort. He just rubbed Huang Rong's head to show his comfort.

Next to them, the man and his wife also had sad and sad faces. In any case, Dugu was someone who had a deep connection with the Li family, and he had been very kind to the couple these days.

The ugly eagle also had its head drooped and showed no energy.

In the afternoon, in front of the mountain gate of Lingjiu Palace.

Dai Daojin bowed his hands to the couple and said, "Brother Li, stay and see you later."

The man surnamed Li also smiled and said: "Brother Huang, why not stay a little longer?"

Dai Daojin shook his head, "The New Year is approaching, and Junior Sister has been out for too long. I'm afraid her family is already anxious, so she should go back early."

The man surnamed Li nodded and said, "Then I wish you both a safe journey."

Dai Daojin and Huang Rong cupped their hands, took the eagle, and turned around to go down the mountain.

The couple watched the two people leave as soon as possible, and the smile on the man's face gradually disappeared.

On the way down the mountain, Huang Rong tilted her head, hesitated and said, "Brother, Brother Li seems to have a problem with us?" Although she is young, she is very smart and has a sharp mind. She is most sensitive to changes in the attitudes of people around her. The man surnamed Li was not a deep-minded person, so he was naturally noticed by Huang Rong.

Dai Daojin smiled and said, "He doesn't have a problem with you, he just has a problem with me."

Huang Rong asked: "Why?"

Dai Daojin smiled and shook his head, but said: "Nothing, it's getting late. Let's go down the mountain quickly and go to the market town to rest."

The two stepped forward and sped up, and Diao'er also took steps to keep up.

…

Half a month later, a carriage was driving on the path to the Central Plains, and a giant bird followed the carriage.

In the carriage, Dai Daojin opened his eyes with his eyes closed, and saw Huang Rong bored, and said: "Rong'er, I will teach you a martial arts, do you want to learn it?"

Huang Rong, however, was not very interested in martial arts and still hung her head, "I don't want to learn."

Dai Daojin was a little helpless. To be honest, Dai Daojin did not want to keep the Xiaoyao sect's martial arts for himself, even including the swordsmanship that Dugu had learned throughout his life. He also wanted to find someone to pass it on to Dugu.

Dai Daojin looked at Huang Rong. Xiaoyao School of Martial Arts has higher qualification requirements for martial arts practitioners. Huang Rong combines the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into one body. She is beautiful, smart, and exquisite. In a few years, it will not be difficult to become proficient in chess, calligraphy, and painting. It was originally The perfect candidate for the inheritance of Xiaoyao Sect.

But for Huang Rong at this time, perhaps due to the happiness of his family, Huang Laoxie did not force Huang Rong to practice martial arts too much. Huang Rong's attitude towards learning martial arts was also average and not enthusiastic, which made Dai Daojin feel helpless.

He could only put his thoughts away secretly and wait until later.

Perhaps due to the death of Dugu and the boredom of the journey, Huang Rong's interest was not very high during this period.

Dai Daojin thought for a while, then smiled and said to Huang Rong: "Rong'er, let me do a trick for you."

After hearing this, Huang Rong's eyes flashed with interest. She looked at Dai Daojin and asked, "Brother, what's the trick?"

Dai Daojin reached for the water bag, opened the stopper, and poured some water into the palm of his right hand. Then he placed his left palm on top of his right palm and said with a smile: "Watch it."

He staggered his hands and handed his right palm to Huang Rong.

Huang Rong opened her eyes wide and looked around, and saw a transparent round piece of ice as thin as a cicada's wing lying on Dai Daojin's right palm. It was slightly cold. The sunlight outside the carriage window occasionally shone on the ice piece, and it shone brightly.

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Huang Rong was greatly disappointed and pursed her lips: "Brother, you are bullying me again. You are obviously able to condense your true energy into water and turn it into ice. Daddy can do it too, so there is nothing strange about it."

After hearing this, Dai Daojin paused for a moment, feeling a little helpless. He held the ice piece between his two fingers and threw it out of the carriage. Then he closed his eyes and went to study martial arts.
Chapter completed!