The next morning, the light was first revealed, and I left with a light. I walked very casually, just like when I came, without a trace.

Duan Susu seemed to have cried, her beautiful eyes were red, like a statue standing for thousands of years, watching the end of the iron chain bridge. But she saw her pale face, as if she was sick, although the morning glow was colorful, there was still no blood on her face, and it looked even more elegant and unconventional. People often use the four words "beautiful as a fairy" to describe the beauty of a woman, but no one knows how beautiful the fairy is. Under the illumination of the morning dew of the Tianshan Mountains, her body was like a layer of light smoke and mist, which seemed to be true and illusion, like a banished immortal.

Li Haoran stood far away. He knew that she wanted to be alone and quiet now. After all, when she saw her grandfather for a while, she would have to part soon after getting along. It was human nature to feel reluctant to leave. As long as she figured it out, everything would return to the original state. Therefore, he was still motionless. However, he was thinking about what Master Yideng said when he parted, so that the fairy jade man would be exiled to the world.

At this moment, Susu's heart was like a turbulent sea, and his mind was full of the instructions of his grandfather when he left. Before leaving, Master Yideng said to Duan Susu: "Susu, Haoran is a demon that you can't escape in your life. The road ahead is long. How to go depends on your own. Before making a choice, ask your heart. Haoran is a dragon, and the dignity of the dragon cannot be bowed. You are water, the source of the diving dragon soaring, and you are part of the source. Haoran is the sea, the sea accommodates all rivers, and maybe you are the main tributary of his life."

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On that day, Li Haoran leaned against a pine tree to take a nap. He looked up and noticed the scenery in front of him, and suddenly felt a moving heart. The sky was vast and floating clouds covered his eyes. The mountains were lush under the sunset, and a few fiery red mountain flowers bloomed lonelyly in the lush green. The breeze passed by, swaying sadly, as if waiting for the drift when spring passed.

The flowers are similar every year, but the people are different every year. Li Haoran thought sadly, the scenery is still the same, but I am no longer the confused child who came to this world more than ten years ago.

Time is really the most wonderful magician. His fingers lightly, the child disappeared, and there was an extra young man. His weak little body was full of internal strength. It seemed that his little hand, who was still riding a bamboo horse, was holding the three-foot sword tightly in a blink of an eye. His arm was shaking, and the steel sword made clear roars.

The flowing light easily throws people away. A goshawk in the peak mist flies away in a powerful arc, and its agile figure slowly turns into a small black dot and disappears in the distance. Outside the setting sun, the wind and smoke are rolling, the grass is lush, and the dusk is vast and vast, covering the iron walls of the mountains, where is the rivers and lakes.

Li Haoran thought to himself: One day not far away, he will step into the world, with a long and elegant sword in green shirt and a long sword wandering around the world to enjoy revenge. The sword drinks the enemy's blood, and the wine reaches a big glass. Experience the wind and sand of the ancient road of the yellow dust, the loneliness of the lonely boat in the Cangjiang River, the generosity of the heroes, and the heroic spirit of the sword sweeping the world.

One day, Li Haoran's sword and his famous generals spread throughout every corner of the earth. When everyone mentioned him, their eyes would burst into admiration. They proudly said to each other that they had seen Li Haoran somewhere, and boasted about his various deeds with judging fire.

Li Haoran is facing the various scenery of the sky, the spring flowers and the eagle in the sky, and the sky, and the various scenery of the eagle. He is full of thoughts, from lamenting the passing of time, life is like a dream to falling into deep thoughts about the future of walking in the world.

Time is like a song. At this time, Li Haoran is already eighteen and has reached a bottleneck in martial arts. It seems that if you want to break through, you can only pursue it in the actual battle of life and death.

Duan Susu quietly looked at the trance of Li Haoran not far away, feeling mixed feelings. She knew that this day had arrived. Although she was prepared, she seemed reluctant to part. Looking at Li Haoran who was so mature, she was not only pleased that her hard work had finally bloomed, but also felt sad that the two of them were now indifferent.

After Master Yideng left, Li Haoran felt that Duan Susu had neglected a lot of people. Since she handed over her mother Li Sue's relics to her, she rarely appeared in front of her. He did not ask, the wasted time in his previous life made him experience the warmth and coldness of human feelings. At first he was heartbroken. After all, Duan Susu was the only relative in the world, and it was difficult for anyone to change like this, but time was the best healing medicine. Over the past two years, he had been immersed in martial arts. Through the relics, he finally understood his mother.

My dear is not an ordinary person. Li Su'e is actually the princess of Xixia Kingdom. The inheritance she left for herself was actually "Tianshan Plum Hand", "Tianshan Six Yang Palm", "Little Wuxiang Gong", and "Life and Death Talisman". All of this surprised him and became extremely happy. After all, these three superb skills Li Haoran is a long-awaited martial arts. Now even if he practices clearly, he has nothing to say. It is something given to him by his elders. As for whether it is the unique skills of the Xiaoyao Sect, it is not something he can control.

"Tianshan Zhemei Hand" includes three palm techniques, three grasping methods, and a total of six martial arts, but it contains the essence of Xiaoyao School's martial arts. The palm techniques and grasping hands contain sword techniques, sword techniques, whip techniques, gun techniques, grabbing techniques, axes and other weapons. The reforms are complex. "Tianshan Zhemei Hand" can never be fully learned, and can only be evaluated based on the practitioner's diligence and deep internal strength. The more you know, then any tricks and martial arts in the world you know can be transformed into these six "Zhemei Hands".

The "Tianshan Six Yang Palm" contains six styles, including Yang Song Tianjun, Yangchun White Snow, Yangguan Three Stickers, Sunset Moisten Gold... The "Tianshan Six Yang Palm" is the only martial arts of the Xiaoyao School that is the most powerful and yang, but it is elegant and elegant, and combined with "Lingbo Weibu", the word "Xiaoyao" is fully displayed.

The "Life and Death Talisman" is a hidden weapon. Those who are in the middle cannot seek death and cannot seek death, and are subject to others. Therefore, it is called the Life and Death Talisman, and its basis is "Tianshan ** Palm", which is also the method of dismantling. Learning the "Tianshan Six Yang Palm", you can use it as long as you are familiar with the operation method.

"Little Wuxiang Gong" is an internal skill of the sect, which is powerful. The main feature is that it does not attach to form and has no trace to find. As long as you possess this skill, you will know the moves of other martial arts. Relying on its power, you can imitate other people's unique skills or even be very similar to the original version. It does not attach to form and has no trace to find. If you were not a master of this, you would definitely not be able to see it.

As the saying goes, one method is well-versed in hundreds of methods. After two years of hard practice, Li Haoran has already achieved great success in Xiaoyao's peerless learning. At this moment, if we talk about the abundant martial arts and the broader knowledge, except for the direct disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect, there are probably few people in the world who can compete with Li Haoran. However, his actual combat is pitifully small and he cannot calculate the difference between himself and the Central Plains master.

Looking at the familiar scenery, Li Haoran thought to himself: Working behind closed doors and no more progress, it seems that it is time for him to leave. Anyway, the people here don’t like him. He laughed at himself, made up his mind, and went back to his room to pack up his greetings.

That night, when I walked into Duan Susu's room, I saw Duan Susu's cold and clear time, and felt ache in my heart, so I slowly said, "Sister Susu, I have been caring for many years. Now that my martial arts are sophisticated, I plan to leave Piaomiao Peak early tomorrow morning to see the scenery of the Central Plains."

Duan Susu said calmly: "Since you have made plans, I have nothing to say. The world of the world is dangerous, and it is better than home outside, be careful. Your martial arts are far higher than mine. As long as you are careful, there must not be many people who are your opponents."

After a while of silence, he suddenly said expectantly: "Sister Su Su, why don't you go with me!" As soon as he said that, Li Haoran knew that he had said something stupid. She always respected her teachers and said, how could she wander around the world with her, let alone the ghost rules of the Xiaoyao Sect.

"Oh, you also know the rules of the Xiaoyao Sect. If you want to go down the mountain, I cannot leave unless you create a masterpiece. You are not a member of the Xiaoyao Sect, so you will leave as you want. Moreover, the Xiaoyao Sect is my home. Even if I am really lucky enough to create a masterpiece, I will not leave. You don't need to persuade me." Duan Susu looked at Li Haoran's Qiyi's eyes and couldn't help sighing. She had an inexplicable fear of the world, and she wanted to inherit the Xiaoyao lineage. It is a heavy responsibility, so how could she leave?

Li Haoran couldn't stand the embarrassment, so he said, "Then I won't bother you anymore. Go clean up first, so it's time to go tomorrow." After that, he left without waiting for Duan Susu to say anything.

Looking at Li Haoran's departure back, Duan Susu's tears slowly fell down, and she thought to herself: Go, the outside is your world, I, I will always pay attention to you.

Li Haoran returned to the room and looked at the familiar table and chairs. He couldn't practice quietly. He was so idle that he got up and walked to the desk, picked up his pen and wrote the big words "Tai Chi Divine Art". With his own memory, he wrote down Chen's Tai Chi with pictures and texts. Alas, after learning the martial arts of the Xiaoyao School, writing this Taoist magical skill can be regarded as compensation for them.

The next morning, the morning glow was filled with the sky, and Li Haoran left quietly. His luggage was very simple, except for some money, a few sets of clothes for changing clothes, a piano and a sword. He walked down the mountain along the road he had walked.

In the distance, Duan Susu and a middle-aged scholar looked at Li Haoran who was walking farther and farther away. His expression was sad and heartbroken. Looking at the disappearing back, tears came down. After a long time, the middle-aged scholar sighed: "Go back! The Xiaoyao Sect's disciples are everywhere. If you really let go, let them repay his whereabouts regularly. This kid is smart and witty, and he can go to this world. Moreover, he has profound martial arts and not many people are superior to him in the world. Don't worry."

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When Li Haoran arrived at the foot of the mountain, he saw a beautiful young woman holding a white horse with a divine horse, as if she was waiting for something.

When the beautiful young woman saw Li Haoran, she looked happy and said loudly: "Young Master, this journey is long, this is the mount prepared by the young master for you." After saying that, she handed the reins to Li Haoran, and said goodbye without waiting for Li Haoran to thank him.

Li Haoran was grateful. This extraordinary horse, which was a horse that was extremely powerful, was stroking the horse's head. But he knew that the horse had not been tamed yet. It was just when it was full of wildness. He opened his mouth and bit it. Li Haoran had a deep internal strength, so how could he let it succeed? He jumped and sat on the back of the horse, letting the horse slam the horse and twitched for a long time. The horse could not break free and surrendered.

Li Haoran laughed and said, "Brother, you will be my partner in the future. Let us make a name for ourselves together. Well, your whole body is as white as lightning. From now on, you will call you Baihe!"

Bai He seemed to understand, blinking his big eyes, he was extremely cute. Li Haoran couldn't help laughing and said loudly: "Let's go, brother. Let's go to Zhongnan Mountain first, and let's take a look at the world-famous Quanzhen Sect, the mysterious tomb of the living dead."
Chapter completed!