Chapter 3

The stars change, the crow of dawn, quietly driving away the darkness!

In the main room, LAN Wenxuan sat on the animal skin beside the brazier without any heat. He picked up a piece of charcoal from the brazier and played with it. His thoughts spread again.

"Ah..." thinking of this year, even if there is such an excellent skill as Zifu Tianshu, there is no improvement in cultivation. If it is replaced by a general skill, it may not be able to break through the pneumatic period in one's life. LAN Wenxuan sighs, and his eyes are a little suddenly

When LAN Wenxuan's eyes suddenly sweep out of the window, watching the dawn drive away the darkness, only because of the perennial snow, forming a light mist

LAN Wenxuan's name is strange, just like that of the last life. Maybe it's destined by heaven! Because LAN Wenxuan is the son of the writing generation of the LAN family. Although LAN Wuhong left the family with LAN Wenxuan, he did not forget the family's kindness in nurturing him, nor did he forget that he was once a direct disciple of the LAN family, otherwise he would not be ranked in the literary generation.

On the rainy night when I came to this world, I always remember that scene with Superman's memory

That night, LAN Wuhong fled Yunwu Mountain with his son, and ran to the sparsely populated area. After galloping northward for more than an hour, he stopped at a high hill and looked at Shenzhou City, which had disappeared in the south for a long time. He slowly knelt down and murmured to himself, "father, the ancestors of the LAN family, the disciples are unfilial, no matter whether Wu Hong left the family or not, They will always be the children of the blue family. "

Since then, LAN Wenxuan has been ranked by his father in the literary generation

"Twelve years..." Lan Wenxuan murmured to himself. If others hear it, they will be surprised. This kind of mood of vicissitudes will appear in the mouth of a 12-year-old boy.

As he grew older, LAN Wenxuan had a vague understanding of Haozhou

In Haozhou mainland, most of the countries were founded by martial arts. With the efforts of countless generations, they developed to the peak state. Later, colleges and various aristocratic families were established in various countries. This also led to the popularity of martial arts, sword spirit and sword skills among the people, and gradually became the main theme of the mainland. As for sword skill, it can be divided into three, six and nine grades, namely heaven, earth, God and mystery. Each level of sword skill can be divided into three levels: low level, medium level, high level and high level. Of course, there are also various sub professions, such as blacksmith, pharmacist and so on

Haozhou is a vast continent. However, Haozhou is divided into two parts by dark forest and rotten forest. No one knows when the two forests came into being. Deep in the forest, there are all kinds of high-level, intelligent Warcraft, and even the legendary beast, which has been transformed into human form and spewed words. Of course, there are different races in Haozhou

A continent was divided by two forests to form two empires, the Liwu empire in the East and the Xuanyin empire in the West.

“md！” LAN Wenxuan burst out a rude remark, lost control of the charcoal in his hands, gently pressed his hands on the ground, and stood up. He burst out another rude remark: "I don't believe this evil, since I came to this world once, don't leave any regrets!"

In the previous life, LAN Wenxuan, an ordinary abandoned son, got a chance to get Zifu Tianshu. In order to survive for thousands of years, he had countless experiences in the previous life. Is this life ordinary?

LAN Wenxuan's answer is: "no..."

LAN Wenxuan calms down for a while and recovers his usual calm. Although he is a little sad, no matter what the fact is, he can't save his narrow channels

LAN Wenxuan sighed, looked down at the cold and dark brazier on the ground, turned around, took back a pile of firewood, lit it and threw it into the brazier. Slowly sat down again.

Outside came the sound of creaking, creaking on the snow. LAN Wenxuan took a deep breath, calmed down, suddenly turned his head and cried: "Dad! Are you back? " Although LAN Wenxuan had only the initial cultivation of pneumatics, he still had a strong sense of God, and the small village was covered by the sense of God. Just think too preoccupied just now, did not notice, when hear squeak just hurriedly say.

"Well, what did xuan'er do when she got up so early? It's cold. Why don't you sleep more? " Outside the hall came a faint voice of concern.

With a faint voice of concern, the wooden door of the main room "creaks" and a weak middle-aged man comes in. Like LAN Wenxuan, he is wearing a coarse cloth and blue shirt, and his eyebrows are even more similar. The middle-aged man looks about 50 years old. He is about 1.8 meters tall. He has long hair and shawls. His temples are already gray. He looks a bit messy. But it's also neat. It's just a little bit of vicissitudes in my eyes. It's a bit of a down and out scholar.

This is LAN Wuhong, the father of LAN Wenxuan who has depended on each other for 12 years! No one in the world can imagine that the genius of the LAN family, who was less than 40 years old, seemed to be more than 50 years old.

The word "father" in the last life is far away from LAN Wenxuan. In this life, God made it up for him and told him to understand father's love!

LAN Wenxuan quickly welcomed up and took the snow rabbit in his father's hand. A kind of small carnivorous Warcraft, like rabbits, can be used to eat it with a hint: "isn't father earlier?"

LAN Wuhong took off his hat, spat out a mouthful of turbid air, shook the snow on his body, and sat down beside the brazier. He looked at LAN Wenxuan's still delicate face lovingly, and said for a moment in silence, "are you hungry?"

Without waiting for LAN Wenxuan to answer, LAN Wuhong stood up and walked out with the snow rabbit.

LAN Wenxuan also stood up and quietly followed out, and LAN Wuhong skillfully peeled the rabbit's skin.

"Father LAN Wenxuan suddenly called.

LAN Wuhong stopped his work and looked up at his son.

LAN Wenxuan hesitated and said, "father, I want to practice sword Jue."

Lanwu honglue was a little absent-minded. He was surprised to see that he still had a kind of young face and a little resolute son. Murmured: "it's time, you are not small." He pulled half of the stake forward and sat down. He put down his dagger, which was seven or eight inches long, and pushed the snow rabbit to one side. Youyou said: "Wenxuan, why do you suddenly think of practicing sword Jue? What is the purpose of practicing the sword formula? "

LAN Wenxuan, after careful consideration, no doubt practicing Jian Jue is the best choice for concealing the cultivation of Zifu Tianshu. He can also use Jian Jue to find a panacea and refine the body pill. If he has the body pill, he can improve the perfect channels! The physical body is no longer an obstacle to cultivation! As long as the cultivation enters the period of alchemy, you can find crystal stones to arrange various arrays, mainly for your mother to arrange the spirit gathering array, hoping to see the mother in this life as soon as possible

But LAN Wenxuan couldn't answer like this. He thought for a moment and said, "my father is older. When I practice for a few years, you can take me to hunt, and then I can help you hunt." LAN Wenxuan wants to hunt for medicinal materials. There are records of all kinds of medicinal materials, Dan Fang Xuan Dan Lu. I just don't know if Haozhou mainland has such herbs, but as long as there is a point of hope, LAN Wenxuan will not give up.

LAN Wenxuan stopped for a moment and then said, "I hope to become a sword God one day and stand on the top of the world He once heard people in the village talk about the existence of the sword God in this world. Although he did not know how strong the sword God was, let alone him, it was estimated that few people in the whole continent had seen the sword God. In his mind, now that his father has become a sword saint, in the last life, he can only be regarded as having just entered Yuanying from martial arts. He can only be regarded as barely entering the early stage of Yuanying, even if the sword God is almost the same as the period when he came out of the body. So he said that he hopes to become a sword God one day, which is not a big deal! It's not wishful thinking. As long as the body is refined and the elixir is finished, the sword God will not be vague or mythical. He will stand on the top of the world one day! There was a glimmer of splendor in LAN Wuhong's eyes, "sword God, the peak of the world." He once thought so!