With a series of 'bang bang' sounds, the two figures in the courtyard suddenly split apart.
A strong gust of wind caused the nearby rain to dance in the air.
She clapped her hands and laughed.
"Grandpa Fu, you can't defeat your younger brother now!" Her voice was mellow and pleasant to listen to, like pearls rolling over a jade plate.
There were two people standing in the courtyard.
They were Wang Feng and Ah Fu.
Ah Fu coughed repeatedly and bent over to gasp.
He sighed, "I'm old and useless.
Childe Feng is smart.
In just a few years, he seems to be stronger than me.
I have nothing to teach him!" At this time, Wang Cang and his wife walked out of the house.
Wang Cang said, "Uncle Fu, I've told you many times not to regard yourself as a servant.
Now Feng'er and Xiaoyu are master and disciple, and we, husband and wife, treat you as our uncle.
Do you despise our Wang family?" Ah Fu said, "Master's words are too harsh.
A day is a servant, and a lifetime is a slave.
I'm extremely grateful to the old master of the Wang family for taking me in when I was buried by him.
I'm also benevolent, kind, and kind to the whole royal family.
I'm as close as my family, and I know all of this.
It's just that I'm unworthy of my reputation.
As long as I live in the Wang family for the first day, I'll become a slave of the Wang family.
In the future, it'll be as you've said, Master." Wang Cang and his wife looked at each other, sighed, and turned back to their rooms.
Ah Fu said to Wang Feng and Xiaoyu, "Young Master, Miss, please come with me." After that, he went to the side room.
The side room was the place where Ah Fu lived.
It was a courtyard in the front and a living room on the left.
At the moment, the siblings followed Ah Fu into the room.
The decoration in the room was extremely simple.
There was only one bed, one chair, one table, and a small black wooden box at the corner of the room.
A Fu called Wang Feng and his sister to sit down on the bed and sat himself in the chair.
For a while, no one spoke.
It was extremely quiet in the room, and only the breathing of the three people could be heard.
The brother and sister were uneasy.
They did not know why Grandpa Fu asked them here.
When they were thinking about random things, A Fu opened his mouth and asked, "Young master, do you know who I used to be?" Wang Feng pondered for a moment and said, "I've heard that Grandpa Fu's surname is Long and he possesses martial arts.
However, he doesn't know anything else." Little Yu also nodded beside him.
Ah Fu said, "I'm afraid that no one knows my real life.
As for the martial arts, the old master and the old master also know it." The old master and the old master he mentioned referred to Wang Feng's great-grandfather and his grandfather Wang Rulong.
A Fu paused and said, "That day in Luoyang, Old Master Meng took him in.
At that time, they were only ten years old.
After entering the Wang family, they began to practice ancestral kung fu, which was seen by Old Master Meng occasionally.
One night, a group of strong men jumped over the wall.
Old Master Meng actually asked Old Master Meng to hand over the ancestral medical records, otherwise he would fire the Manor.
The old master asked the old man and his wife to go to get the medical books.
The strong men saw First Madam's beauty and began to covet her.
I couldn't stand it anymore, so I stepped forward and knocked them down to the ground.
After asking one of them, they finally knew that it was Dong Xianzhi's younger brother who did it.
At that time, the old man got married not long ago and the couple loved each other.
Dong Xianzhi's younger brother and the old master both worked in the Imperial Hospital.
Originally, Dong Xianzhi was ignorant and incompetent, but he entered the Imperial Hospital relying on Dong Xian's influence.
Knowing that the old master had excellent medical skills, he became greedy when he learned that the Wang family had an ancestral medical book.
He couldn't take it in secret, so he came to take it out openly.
At that time, I wanted to kill them all, so I went to the Dong Manor to kill them all.
But the old man stopped the servants and let them go.
Fortunately, they were all safe and sound.
Until your father was born and the doctor passed away.
They moved to the suburbs of Chang'an City.
On the day of your birthday, the elder master came and asked me to teach you two martial arts.
As for the ingredients that Young Master Feng used, it was me who had obtained them from the First Master.
It was just that this old servant was a little curious.
There were some ingredients that didn't seem to belong to the human world.
Where did the First Master get them from?" Ah Fu frowned as he pondered.
Then, he suddenly smiled and said, "That's too far.
Let's get down to business first." He said slowly, "More than two hundred years ago, the world was chaotic and there were frequent wars.
On the top of the Kunlun Mountain in the Western Regions, a stone fell from the sky every day, which immediately smashed dozens of cultivators into pieces.
In a rage, the Headmaster of the Kunlun Sect drew his sword and hacked the stone into two.
There was a roll of silk ribbon hidden in the stone.
When he took it out, it was ten feet wide and full of black words.
The words were neither seal scripts nor official script, and the form was like a silk ribbon.
No one could recognize it.
Everyone only knew that its extraordinary origin was extraordinary.
It was placed in the Sutras Depository in a careful place.
On one side, dozens of words were printed on it, and people had visited the world to learn it.
After a few years, the disciples that were sent back one after another, and everyone said that no one knew this word.
Therefore, a catastrophe was triggered, and the Kunlun Sect was almost destroyed.
Wang Feng and Xiaoyu were shocked when they heard this.
They had long heard that Kunlun was an orthodox sect of the Taoism.
The martial arts were as vast as the sea, and the swordsmanship was connected to the gods.
There was no lack of Xuan immortals, and no one in the world dared to compete with them.
" Thinking of this, Wang Feng asked, "Why?" A Fu said, "It wasn't from the Tomes of Arcane." Then, he started to narrate a story— Just when Lingyin felt that there was no way to unravel the mystery of the Divine Book, dozens of people suddenly flew over from the sky of Kunlun one day.
They stood on the flying swords as fast as meteors.
Ling Yin was amazed and was about to step forward to salute.
Dozens of people landed at the gate of Kunlun Mountain.
One of them asked, "I heard that there is a treasure in Kunlun Mountain.
Would you like to have a look with me?" Ling Yin saw that these people were dressed in different clothes and looked extraordinary with the Spiritual Qi flowing around them.
He was about to answer when another person shouted, "If we don't hand them over, we will destroy Kunlun today!" Ling Yin became furious and said, "The Kunlun Sect has existed for a thousand years and has always been in harmony with the world.
I don't know which sect you are from.
In my opinion, you are not our people.

I don't know what treasure you want; I don't know why you are going to come to our sect and speak ill of us.
What do you want?" One of them said, "You really don't know anything.
Today, I've told you the truth that the scroll of the Divine Book was lost by us.
Please take it back to us." Ling Yin said, "Do you think I'm a three-year-old child?
Since you have lost it, can you ask why did you not come to take it back but come back after a few years?
Also, can you tell me what the Divine Book looks like?" The crowd was at a loss for words.
One of them shouted, "Are you going to hand them over or not?" Ling Yin looked up at the sky and laughed.
"All of you have come from afar and sneaked into the human realm.
Are you going to bully Kunlun people or ignore the law enforcement master?
Can you ask who lent you the courage?
Not to mention that Kunlun has no such treasure, even if you have, you will not give it to the extremely vicious people.
The Kunlun Sect survives or dies, so what's there to worry about?
If the evils succeed and the living beings die in misery, then we will regret it and leave a bad name for tens of thousands of years!
Even if you destroy my Kunlun today, I'm afraid you will not escape from the great law!" As soon as he finished speaking, the leader shouted in a harsh voice, "Let's end this as soon as possible.
We'll destroy Kunlun first, and then we'll get treasures!" Dozens of flying swords were raised.
The swords were shining coldly, and the Sword Qi was everywhere.
In the blink of an eye, dozens of Kunlun disciples were beheaded.
Ling Yi's eyes were about to split open.
He released a great roar, and then pulled out his sword.
The battle was intense, and a sword suddenly flew over, entering his body.
Following that, Hou Xin suffered a palm strike.
Ling Yi's eyes darkened, and then he became unconscious.
Relying on his high cultivation base, he woke up slowly.
One of them said, "It's really strange.
The entire Kunlun Mountain was turned over, but there is no trace of that thing.
Nephew Wu, are you wrong about the news?" Martial Nephew Wu replied, "Martial Uncle Chu, a few years ago, I met a Taoist priest in Youzhou.
He went to the family of great erudite Jia Chun and stayed there for a few days.
Because of my sect's advice, my disciples should always pay attention to the movement of the Taoist sects in the Mortal Realm, so I paid attention to him secretly this time.
It was only when I had bribed the servant of the residence that I found out that the Taoist priest was from the Kunlun Society.
He held a silk ribbon with a few cross prints in his hand and showed it to my teacher.
Little did I expect that his teacher did not know him.
The young man immediately relayed his jade charm to me.
I immediately returned to the Mortal Realm with the coroner and caught up with him to knock him unconscious.
To prevent alerting him, I took out a piece of silk and took it back to my teacher.
It turned out that I put the silk back on the Taoist priest.
It was funny that he was still kept in the dark afterward.
Later, I took a look at the chief and learned that it was likely to be the legendary "Nine Right-Ebbsation" written by the Martial Ancestors personally, so I came to Kunlun in the human world." Uncle Chu snorted, "This time, I risked my life to come to the Mortal World, but returned empty-handed.
I really don't want to accept it.
Now there is not much time.
If other cultivators know and leak the news, we will die without a burial ground.
If we set fire together, neither the Evil Gold Sect can get it nor the others can get our hands on it!" Dozens of people kicked the bodies lying on the ground into the temple.
Then, they flicked their fingers lightly, and balls of fire flew out of their hands.
In an instant, thick smoke billowed and flames rose into the sky.
The man from the Evil Gold Sect laughed and flew away on his sword.
Coincidentally, Ling Yin was kicked into a large vat in the hall.
Usually, the hall had a few large vats filled with water to guard against the fire.
By the time Ling Yin woke up again, it was already late at night.
The dozens of rooms in the Kunlun Taoist Temple had been covered with ashes.
The broken tiles and broken walls were in a state of devastation.
Several fires were still burning on their own.
Nearly a hundred people in the gate had been slaughtered to the end.
Ling Yin climbed out of the vat wetly, trying to find the message jade talisman to inform the founding father of the upper realm.
However, the entire Kunlun was already a pile of rubble.
He slowly climbed to the ground and struggled to dig.
After a long time, he took out a stone box with a square meter.
Ling Yin gasped and then opened the box cover.
It was the silk dragon scroll that was taken out from the giant stone.
The silk ribbon was light and soft.
Even though it was about ten feet wide, it could still be placed into the stone box after folding and pressing down.
It borrowed the remaining fire to carefully examine the box.
Suddenly, True Energy activated and the internal injuries flared up.
It spat out a large mouthful of blood on top of the silk ribbon.
Soul sorrow came from his heart, and he thought, "For this ominous thing, more than a hundred people in Kunlun died violent deaths.
And I also lost all my power.
Why don't I destroy this thing today?
It's over a hundred." Then, he threw the silk ribbon into the fire and tried to crawl away.
As soon as he moved, he stirred up his injuries and fainted again.
When she woke up, the sun was shining brightly, and the sun was shining.
Ling Yin slowly sat up with his hand supporting himself on the ground.
He suddenly saw that the silk ribbon had actually been incinerated.
Instead, it shone brightly under the sunlight.
In his surprise, he became angry.
He picked up the iron sword beside him and cut, cut or cut at the silk, but he couldn't hurt it at all.
Ling Yun had no choice but to hold the silk in her hand and tore it hard, but it was in vain.
He thought to himself, "This object is invulnerable to fire and water and hard to harm.
What should I do then?" His eyes swept across the room, and he let out a sigh of surprise.
There were faint words on the silk ribbon, but they were not ancient Chinese scripts.
Instead, they were words that had been used across the country ever since the founding emperor of the Qin Dynasty united the six states,official Qin.
Ling Yin quickly unfolded a corner and saw a few lines written at the beginning of the opening, "Born with blood, washed in a fire.Seeing Yang is a sign, and seeing close gold is a sign." Then he wrote, "I learned the Heaven's Way more than a thousand years ago to break through the sky with martial arts.
There were eight out of ten disciples, all of whom were called the Deity Realm.
However, I was born and grew up in the Mortal Realm, and the eighteen disciples were also people in the Mortal Realm.
As the saying goes, thinking about the source of water is unforgettable.
Unfortunately, the great calamity was coming, and it was difficult for me to survive alone.
Now, all I have learned in my life has been recorded in this book, sealed in the nine stars.