Zhang Hao expressed his questions to Xiao Qianhe.

"Take it out and use it!" The voice was plain and there was no smell of fireworks. Zhang Hao didn't care after hearing it. Everyone's personality was different. Some people's personality looked cold, but their inner world was very rich, and their way of caring for people was not the same.

A talisman horse was taken out from the Qiankun bag. This thing looked like a bamboo horse, with a small bell under the neck and a few small talismans were pasted under the four hooves.

He threw the talisman horse on the ground, and the talisman horse grew when it saw the wind and turned into a three-foot-high white horse.

Zhang Hao stepped on the white horse and found a groove on the horse's back. There was a thumb-sized spirit stone in the groove, and the rich spiritual power was emitted from the crystal.

The white horse slowly walked up the steep path of sheep intestine as if it was aware of the road. When it reached the mountain, its speed was slower and it slowly rose like a snail.

The setting sun in the West has disappeared, but there are still some residual red glows, which reflect the sky with great beauty.

Why didn't you move? Zhang Haozhen looked at the clouds in the sky and distracted her mind. Suddenly, she felt that the talisman horse under her crotch was stagnant, as if it was still shrinking.

When I looked down, I saw that the crystal on the horse's back had disappeared.

The white horse turned into a bamboo horse, standing alone on the steep blue path.

Zhang Hao held the cliff and looked at the cliff on the right. If he fell down, he would probably have to travel through time again. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but tremble.

Put the talisman horse on the ground into the Qiankun bag, look at the path of clouds and mist in front of him, and walk forward helplessly.

I don’t know how long I have been walking, but before I know it, the sky is full of stars, the moon is on the branches, and the night is filled with a hint of coldness.

Zhang Hao walked for another time, looked at the steep path ahead, looked up at the moonlight that was already slanted west, thinking about the world in his heart, is Mo Rongxue trying to test himself?

"The mounts that were as slow as snails were broken. It's too harsh to hike like this for a hundred miles! And there is only one road, and I haven't seen a ghost on the way. Where is the gate of the Red Dust Sword Sect?

While walking mechanically, Zhang Hao touched his hungry belly and had no choice but to swallow helplessly.

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Outside the mouth of the Demon Valley

In the dark forest, the grass suddenly separated, and a tall man with long beard and red face walked out of the dark forest.

The man with long beard and blushing face held a nine-story tower in his hand. At this moment, in the dark night, the man with long beard and blushing face seemed to have dazzling luster in his eyes. He looked at the nine-story tower in his hand with a smile, and his eyes revealed a hint of confusion.

The small tower is about seven inches tall and about four inches in diameter. It is transparent and blood-red, and a faint red light is shining. A smog of smoke rises in the tower, making it difficult to see what is inside.

The man carefully poured a trace of spiritual energy into the small tower, but he didn't react.

Yi... Why can't this tower be stored in the body? The man muttered to himself in confusion, and couldn't wait to start pouring spiritual power into the tower. Gradually, there was more and more smoke rising inside the tower. The tower seemed to be boiling boiling water, and the smoke surged, and purple lights intertwined and danced.

The man suddenly realized the danger, but this tower was not an ordinary thing and he was reluctant to throw it away. Just as he was hesitating, the red blood light on the small tower suddenly turned into purple lightning and exploded.

Rumble, rumbling, and violent explosions one after another.

The smoke rolled and the trees and stones flew together.

A huge deep pit about two feet appeared in the center of the Great Man. Many stones collapsed in the deep pit. The trees, and the entire body of the Great Man was buried by mud and stones. The trees were buried, and a dark hand was left exposed outside.

After a moment, the dark fingers trembled a few times, and the red-faced man got up from the pit and patted the dust on his body in a mess.

He looked up at the direction of the Hongchen Sword Sect and cursed loudly: "Zhang Hao, you turtle bastard who is killed by heaven, actually used a fake tower to deceive me! He also put the seven evil purple thunder in the tower!"

The big man crawled up from the ground while cursing, found an empty place to sit upright and regulate his breathing. When the spiritual power in his body recovered, he took out a black wooden box from his arms and muttered something. Then he put his two fingers together and poured a stream of spiritual power into the wooden box. A strange black shadow appeared in the wooden box and disappeared into the night instantly.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The long beard and red-faced man suddenly started screaming, stood up and shattered the wooden box with one foot. His eyes were red and blasting fire, and he screamed again, and then he used the hidden technique to disappear without a trace.

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"Senior sister, are you really amnesia?"

In Tianshuang Cave, a twelve-year-old girl with a round face like an apple, looked at her senior sister Murong Xue sitting upright on the cushion and asked curiously.

"No matter whether he really has amnesia or not, if he cannot enter the master's sect at dawn, I will have to go against the master's instructions and let him be an outer disciple of the Hongchen Sword Sect!"

Although Murong Xue's voice was soft, it had an irresistible majesty.

"But... the senior sister and master said that the senior brother is the most talented person to cultivate the Red Dust Sword Art!"

"I know this! But when he entered the world and practiced, he was extremely debauchery all day long, and he was nostalgic about the brothels and restaurants in the world. What he did was untolerable. If he didn't give him a little punishment, he would definitely not be able to make progress."

Teacher...! The girl wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Murong Xue.

"Xiaozi, you are kind, generous and selfless, and you are indifferent to anyone, but why are you so partial to your senior brother and often tolerate what he does!"

"I……!"

The girl called Xiaozi stopped talking after hearing Murong Xue's accusations. Seeing that her senior sister's eyes were falling and had already entered the concentration, she carefully took two steps forward and secretly looked at an ancient mirror on the agarwood table in the center of the room.

The picture that appears in the mirror is the scene around Zhang Hao.

With his big eyes blinking, he looked at Zhang Hao sleeping on the cliff. He looked at him looking at him sleeping sweetly, and looked at a smile on the edge of Zhang Hao's mouth.

Xiaozi smiled happily, and he didn't know why. As long as the senior brother smiled, she would be happy. Even if his smile did not belong to him, it would be okay, because he was happy, Xiaozi would be happy.

Xiaozi just looked at her senior brother in the mirror, watching Liuying fly over his head, and the stars gradually disappeared until her eyelids were heavy and drowsy.

Murong Xue opened her eyes, and a cold light appeared in her clear eyes. This cold light seemed to penetrate a mirror. When she turned her head and looked at Xiaozi, her eyes returned to normal.

"Master, Xue'er doesn't know if you will blame me for doing this, but Xue'er has no other way! Xue'er decided to punish him as an outer disciple. If he has the ambition, he will definitely be able to take charge of the Hongchen Sword Sect. If he just can't help A Dou, Xue'er will try his best to support Xiaozi as the head."

After Murong Xue finished speaking, she turned around and looked at Xiaozi who was sleeping on the agarwood table.

Xiaozi opened her eyes and saw Murong Xue, rubbed her confused eyes, looked at her cold-looking senior sister, and then looked at her senior brother who was sleeping soundly in the mirror. Xiaozi moved her body a little to the right so that she could block the mirror.

"You go and bring him in! Leave this to him and this jade slip!"

Thank you, senior sister! Xiaozi took the token, and Yu Jian thanked him happily.

But when I looked down at the characters on the token, my face changed.

"Senior sister, is this too cruel? Senior brother is the true disciple of the Master's Received Sect."

"Go!" Murong Xue said lightly, and a flash of light in the cave, and Xiaozi was sent out.

Looking at the token of the disciple outside in his hand, Xiaozi felt a little disappointed. A true disciple fell into the most ordinary disciple outside. Can the senior brother bear this gap? What's more, the senior sister said that the senior brother's entire cultivation has disappeared. Isn't this a double blow if the house is leaking and raining all night long?

Xiaozi hesitated when she thought of this.

But if I don’t lead my senior brother in, I’m afraid that my senior brother will not be able to get out of this reincarnation path for a hundred years. Thinking of this, Xiaozi bit her silver teeth and walked quickly towards the mountain gate.

Zhang Hao woke up with a chill, his whole body was wet with dew, and the mist on the road ahead seemed to have dissipated a lot. He looked back at the road he saw, and saw layers of stone steps, like ladders landing by clouds, as if there was no end, and the road ahead was also hidden in the clouds and could not see the end.

Deep in the clouds, a huge golden eagle flew towards the Reincarnation Road.

Listen to the sound of eagles singing in the distance.

Zhang Hao looked up and saw a huge golden eagle, as if rushing out of the rising sun. The smooth feathers were shining with a magical luster. A cute little girl stood on the back of the eagle and shouted at him from a distance: "Senior Brother!"

"Who are you?" Zhang Hao asked, looking at the girl above his head, putting a pergola with his hands.

Xiaozi looked at Zhang Hao with concern and frowned and said, "I am Xiaozi! I am your junior sister!"

"I forgot, I forgot everything that happened in the door!" When Zhang Hao said this, he found the little girl's concerning eyes and felt an inexplicable warmth in his heart.

"It's okay, I can tell you all about you and let you recover slowly." Xiaozi patted her breasts, which were already a little peaked, and promised.

Zhang Hao pondered for a moment and said, "Is the senior sister of the Hongchen Sword Sect the decision now?"

"Yeah!" Xiaozi nodded and agreed.

He looked at Zhang Hao and said, "In the past, the senior brother and senior sister were the decision together. The sect was of the right size, and they were all discussed together by senior brothers and senior sisters, as well as elder Zhang Yuefeng! Senior brothers and senior sisters were called the Double Swords of the Red Dust by cultivators in Tianhuang!"

"What does the Double Sword of the Red Dust mean?" Zhang Hao looked at Xiaozi's round apple face and inquired.

"Of course it is the senior brother's Haoran Sword Art and the senior sister's Lishui Sword Art, which are called the Red Dust Twin Swords."

After hearing Xiaozi's words, Zhang Hao said gently: "It seems that it's not easy for your senior sister!"

Xiaozi showed a look of surprise on her face when she heard it, and after a while, she said a little slow: "It's rare that senior brother can think so!"

Seeing that Zhang Hao's expression had not changed much, Xiaozi continued to say: "Actually, I know that senior sister really hopes that you can be the head of Hongchen Sword Sect, but senior brother, you..." Xiaozi doesn't know how to continue the following words."

Looking at Xiaozi's blushing face, Zhang Hao said a little embarrassedly: "Did I hate it before?"

Xiaozi waved her hand quickly and said, "It's not particularly annoying! It's just a little annoying!"

Looking at Xiaozi's expression, Zhang Hao smiled and said, "The past is over, I hope there will be a new beginning!"

After saying that, he raised his head and looked at the dazzling golden light in the distance. He thought of all the experiences in his previous life and felt a little sad, but he also thought of his unexpected rebirth. It seems that God has treated him well.

Xiaozi looked at Zhang Hao who was suddenly in deep thought, thinking about the fact that he was about to be demoted to a disciple outside, and felt a little sad for him.

But when he looked at Zhang Hao's side face, a faint sense of strangeness surged in his heart. She picked up the thing given to her by her senior sister in her hand and whispered: "Senior brother for you!"

Xiaozi looked at Zhang Hao and handed over a token and a jade slip."
Chapter completed!