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In Tian Jue and Hai Dongqing's impression of their father, there were a few points that were serious and a little humorous. They loved to drink, and were afraid of things. From time to time, they would even play a sad role.

After hearing Immortal Drunken Wine's explanation, the two of them came to realize that their father wasn't called Xian Feng, but Pure Yuan.

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Nineteen years ago, Li Chunyuan and Zhang Chunfeng went to the heavily ill Golden Crow Sect Leader to find the Snow Fox to use as medicine.

A bolt of lightning flashed across the snowy plains to the north and struck the body of Pure Yuan. At that time, everyone thought that he was dead, but unexpectedly, Zhanlu was wrapped in that bolt of lightning and inserted into his sheath.

That flash of lightning had triggered a strange phenomenon. Suddenly, all the experts nearby started to move forward.

Pure Wind knew that this sword would definitely cause a bloody scene in the martial world, but he was not the savior. He just did not want his fellow apprentices to be involved; he wanted to do what he could.

Not long after Pure Wind had left, the group of Pure Wind's people were found. At that time, because a disciple was afraid of saying what Pure Wind had taken away the sword, Pure Yuan could not take back what his fellow sect member had said even though he was enraged.

After receiving this news, these people were afraid that Pure Wind would run away with his sword and never find it again, so they used the eagle to transmit the news to the others on the snowy plains.

The sword of Zhanlu aroused the greed of men, and expanded it.

All of a sudden, everyone on the snowy plains was looking for Pure Wind. While Pure Wind was running away, he was blocked by a group of people who had just entered the snowy plains.

This group of people didn't know yet, so they let Pure Wind leave. Before they had even taken a few steps, they received the news that the treasure was in Pure Wind's hands.

Pure Wind was running quickly in the snowy plains. In the end, there were footprints everywhere he went. Everyone was chasing him relentlessly. Which one of these people who chased Pure Wind was not a famous figure in the martial arts world?

However, in the end, the benefits were still more important. It didn't matter if he bullied the weak, it didn't matter if he bullied the weak.

Pure Wind was also not an ordinary disciple. Among the group of people that were looking for the Snow Fox, he was the leader. Among the pure generation, he was the eldest senior brother. Even if the crowd pursued him relentlessly, he could still escape with his dignity.

Pure Wind had fought with them in a great battle and died a horrible death. Fortunately, those people didn't find any news about Pure Wind.

Pure Yuan also did not know that Pure Wind was dead, and was still continuously looking for Pure Wind, hoping to find out his thoughts and help him.

In the end, he only found Pure Wind's corpse. Pure Yuan cried, and accompanied by the cold wind, his wails seemed to reach into the nine hells.

As he was crying, he realized that there was a word 'pocket' written in blood beside Pure Wind's corpse. Pure Yuan was very smart, and he instantly understood what Pure Wind's intention was.

He first touched Pure Wind's bag, but it was nothing. Thus, he touched his own pocket, and found a slip of paper inside. Pure Yuan had not discovered it in such a long time, and Pure Yuan secretly hated himself for discovering it too late. He hastily buried Pure Wind, using the information on the paper to search for what Pure Wind had yet to take away.

When Pure Wind had a goal in finding the Zhanlu Sword, the famous cultivators of the martial world would also be searching for it in the snowy plains. No one would think that someone would be willing to hand over such a famous sword that was enough to rule the entire world, and therefore, no one would ever think that Pure Wind would sacrifice himself to help the Pure Yuan Sword.

Pure Yuan knew his Senior Brother's painstaking efforts. After taking out the sword, he left as fast as he could. A month later, over a thousand famous martial artists had gathered in the snowy plains. Many of them had died in the snowy plains.

In the month of January, the group had dug up almost three feet of the snowy plains, yet they still hadn't found Zhanlu. They knew that they couldn't find him, and those who had left early became the object of suspicion. Therefore, many famous people and experts in the martial arts world were not famous.

In order to find the Zhanlu Sword, everyone had sworn their vows to become an alliance. Their names were righteous and their slogans were for the peace and quiet of the world. The leader of the alliance was the former Sect Master of Feiyun, Shangguan Ming.

The 'righteous' alliance had encircled the Golden Crow Sect so tightly that not even a drop of water could leak out. They firmly believed that the Zhanlu Sword was in the sect.

No matter how much benefits the 'righteous' Alliance received, they would never take the initiative to start a war with them. Under such a long encirclement, no one was allowed to enter or leave the sect, and even the Waterfall of the Golden Crow Sect was sent to guard it. The disciples of the Golden Crow Sect were left with dry mouths and dry tongues, their lips already split open.

The Sect Leader helplessly opened the door and allowed the members of the 'righteous' alliance to search inside the house. The entire sect couldn't be found, so the Golden Crow Sect sent someone to ask for Shangguan Ming. After Shangguan Ming came, he directly asked the Sect Leader where Zhanlu was.

There was a disciple who could not hold back and said, "Amongst the people in the snowy plains, only Pure Wind and Pure Yuan have yet to return. Pure Wind is already dead, the sword is definitely in the hands of Pure Yuan!" When the Sect Leader heard this, he became furious. A slap to the face of a disciple. The disciple was in a bad mood as he joined the 'righteous' alliance.

From then on, the 'righteous' alliance searched everywhere for Pure Yuan Spirit, and the Golden Crow Sect withdrew into the depths of the mountains.

The news of Zhanlu Sword being in the hands of the Pure Yuan Sword quickly spread throughout the north and south of the great river. The news of the Zhanlu Sword being in the hands of the Pure Yuan Sword soon spread throughout the north and south of the great river. Even though this world was vast, there really wasn't any place for him to stay. One order after another came from the 'righteous' alliance. The bounty became higher and higher. Even the commoners became the eyes and ears of the 'righteous' alliance.

Pure Yuan spirit hid and ran in all directions. Even an old man would unexpectedly run into a monster that had lived in seclusion for many years. Fortunately, the old man had good hearing and was skilled in martial arts.

That old man didn't succeed in plotting against him, and was instead hacked to death by his sword.

And because his whereabouts had been exposed, the people who came to kill him came in batches after batches. These people all thought that the Pure Yuan martial arts was nothing special.

However, who would have thought that Zhanlu alone would be enough to put him in an invincible position. Furthermore, his Pure Wind talent was astonishing, he had actually comprehended some unparalleled martial arts from the Zhanlu Sword Art, the Zhanlu Sword Intent.

Pure Yuan was tired of this endless slaughter, so he decided to convert to a remote buddhist sect.

Initially, he thought that the Buddhist Sect was peaceful and quiet. Who would have thought that the Spirit Treasure Temple would be instigated by someone to use knockout drugs to kill the Pure Yuan energy?

Pure Yuan said to the greedy disciples, "Senior brother and I do not wish to become a river of blood in the martial world. After senior brother dies, he takes on this unnecessary burden, but I almost died. "Screech ~ ~"

It was also this time that he resonated with Zhulu, and it was also this time that he combined with Zhulu, greatly increasing his power. Some people guessed that only the Rainstorm Sect's Sect Leader would be able to kill him.

Over a hundred monks of the Ling-Bao Hall were safe tonight. Their heads were all outside the gate of the Ling-Bao Hall looking down the mountain. He had set the Spirit Treasure Temple on fire.

He was no longer as cautious as before, but instead ruthless and merciless. Those who came to seize the sword no longer came back alive, killing their way back, what proper clan, what otherworldly experts could not block a single sword attack, and his reputation suddenly spread far and wide, causing those who pursued him to feel fear.

Pure Yuan killed the group of people that surrounded Pure Wind, took their heads in a sack, and brought the people who killed Pure Wind to the grave of Pure Wind and tortured them to death!

Legend has it that Pure Yuan was a great devil. From the chief to the members of the alliance, those who were killed were killed and those who were crippled were crippled. They were beaten until everyone in the martial world became frightened. Another year passed.

"The spring of the second year, I encountered a bottleneck when I was cultivating in the south. He appeared and gave me pointers. I curiously asked about his past.

A pot of wine and a fire, he told them all night. He said that it was a pity that he did not manage to redeem his senior brother's name! " As Immortal Drunken Wine spoke, he continuously gulped the wine in his mouth, as if he was talking about his own sad story.