On the Lieyang Continent, there was a teenager wearing a shabby gray gown walking on the street. His hair was scattered and his face looked pale. His tender face looked a little desolate under the reflection of the sun. His eyes were dull and weak. He walked alone on the stones paved with blue stone bricks. The passing people looked at him with disgust and quietly distanced him.

This is the young man Mu Fengxue. He was abandoned when he was very young. Later, he was met and adopted by the old spirit beast ancient tree spirit. After more than ten years, the kind-hearted old spirit beast did not dislike him as a human being. He regarded him as having already taken care of him. He was very good at taking care of him. However, unfortunately, it is almost alive, and the only thing he can't rest assured when he dies is him!

Because he has been with the old spirit beast for so long, Mu Fengxue has no grasp of human life skills. He has not eaten for three days now!

"I'm selling buns, fresh buns just released, one spirit jade and one!"

At a stall on the street, a middle-aged man wearing a guy's clothing and a towel on his shoulder kept shouting at the crowd, and the steaming smell of meat emanated from the brown wooden cover to everyone's heart.

"Gulugulu"

Smelling the tempting smell of meat, my stomach rang out in a bad mood. Mu Fengxue's little eyes looked there and couldn't live without her eyes. She looked at the guy selling buns and turned his eyes and thought to himself.

When the guy was careless and prepared to rest, Mu Fengxue took action! He quietly came to his side with his thin body, and a dirty little hand came to a crystal clear meat bun.

"Boy, stop!"

Just when he was careful to leave, he was discovered by his friend. Why did this bun look so familiar? The more he looked, the more he looked like my bun? This was the first reaction when the guy saw the bun in Mu Fengxue's hand.

Seeing him leaving in a hurry, he became more sure of his thoughts, picked up the wooden stick next to him and ran towards him.

"Yeah, Xiangxiang!"

Mu Fengxue was running while biting the meat bun, followed by the guy's shouting and scolding, "What kind of stinky beggars stop," which made the passers-by look despise him. Whoever would stop at this time would be a fool. Isn't it obvious that he would be beaten?

Before he knew it, Mu Fengxue walked into a dead end. When the guy chased him, he found that Mu Fengxue had no meat buns. Seeing the oil stains on the corner of his mouth, the guy walked towards him with a wooden stick, and he wanted to "educate" him well.

At this moment, a voice came from behind him, "Lingyu is for you, let's forget about this!" A young man wearing a hat on his head and wearing a black Taoist robe looked at him and said lightly, with a bronze sword on his back. The sword energy emitted can make people breathe rapidly and breathlessly. The sword is always the glory of every swordsman, and a green light flew across the sky toward the servant.

"Bang"

The guy looked at the green glowing gems in his hand and was shocked. A few traces of honey-like fragrance kept coming out of it. The degree of fullness was not as good as that of ordinary crystals!? He thought about this matter secretly and hurriedly left.

Just as the swordsman was about to leave in the distance, Mu Fengxue suddenly knelt on the ground with his hands and feet in his arms, "What are you doing?" The swordsman said to him lightly without turning around.

"Master, I want to learn swordsmanship, please accept me!" Mu Fengxue bowed sincerely.

"Do you know what the ultimate fate of the swordsman is? Most of them died on the battlefield to sacrifice blood..."

"I'm not afraid!"

No matter what the future fate will be, you must first overcome the current situation before you will have a future. Mu Fengxue thought to himself.

The swordsman did not reply and walked into the distance. Mu Fengxue stood up and followed him directly thinking that he agreed.

I only know that I have been walking for a long time, for a long time...

In front of you are several towering green mountains, which seem to be about to penetrate the sky and cannot see the top.

There are several small paths next to it, and wild flowers and tender grass beside the road show the green vitality of nature. Gradually, a simple thatched hut appeared in front of Mu Fengxue, and several budding fruit trees were planted next to the thatched hut.

The swordsman walked into the thatched hut. It looked very simple outside, but there were quite a lot of materials inside, and there were all kinds of things.

The swordsman picked up a wooden sword and flipped it over it a few times, and threw it to Mu Fengxue. "You try!" Mu Fengxue took the sword disapproved, but he was wrong! He was very wrong!

"This is made of the heaviest wood, stone, sunken wood on land!" said the swordsman.

After a long time, Mu Fengxue kept falling from her tender face. The sweat wet her long gown. She held the sword body with both hands and tried not to let it fall down. While trying to control the wooden sword, she felt a stern after hearing the master's introduction.

"Master, this wooden sword is too heavy!"

Finally, Mu Fengxue couldn't help but smash the wooden sword. Unexpectedly, the wooden board was not damaged at all, and it was also a stone sinking wood. When Mu Fengxue discovered it, his heart trembled violently.

"If you can't stand it, leave here, let alone take me as your teacher!" The swordsman frowned and said lightly.

Mu Fengxue gritted his teeth and dragged the wooden sword toward the fruit tree...

In spring, flowers are blooming like scenery. A young man under the peach tree was playing with a wooden sword. His sweat wet his white shirt but he still couldn't stop him. The swordsman stood not far away and looked at him quietly...

In summer, the sun is scorching and the flowers are fragrant. The mountains are over the top of the mountain. A young man is playing with an iron sword and wisps of cold air are coming towards him. Feeling the biting coldness makes him speed up.

In autumn, the autumn wind brings joy to the withering of all things. Beside the peach blossom tree, the fallen leaves and peach blossoms move with the wind. A young man holding a heavy sword and flashing constantly. Every strike is like thunder and stabbing the fallen leaves and peach blossoms. The swordsman stood not far away and was full of praise in his eyes.

In winter, snowflakes fall and everything sleeps. A young man stands on the top of the snow-capped mountain, dancing with two heavy iron swords in his hands and moving with the wind. When the snowflakes fall, his body flashes like a ghost.

"He finally got to this point, but he didn't expect that all of this would come so quickly!"

The swordsman looked at Mu Fengxue who was practicing swords. In his eyes, his speed did not change at all. Every thorn could find a fatal flaw. However, it was already amazing for a young man who was about to reach 17. As long as he did not meet a real master early in the future, Mu Fengxue would definitely become a figure in the future!

"You go! I have nothing to teach you anymore. Go to the world to hone your skills!"

While Mu Fengxue was resting in his sword practice, he hoped to get praise but waited for this sentence?

"Master, are you serious?!" Mu Fengxue was a little disbelief and wanted to see something from his face.

The swordsman did not answer, but turned around and waved his sleeves, "Master, I will definitely repay your kindness to me!" Mu Fengxue knelt on the ground with his hands and kowtowed heavily.

After saying that, Mu Fengxue got up and looked at the swordsman deeply, turned around and left in one direction...

After a long time, the swordsman turned around, tears were flowing in his eyes, and sighed and walked into the thatched hut...
Chapter completed!