Just as the boy was yelling, a rumbling sound suddenly came from his belly.

The boy covered his stomach, looked helpless, and sighed, "Hey, I'm so hungry. I haven't had a full meal for several days."

"Hey, brother, the snow outside is so heavy, let's take refuge in my house!"

A childish voice sounded from behind the boy. The boy turned around and found that two little girls were waving to him.

The boy said in his heart that he finally had a place to settle down.

The little girl was wearing a furry fox-skinned jacket, her little face was red with cold, she pouted, looked at the dazed boy, raised her face and opened her watery eyes and said, "Big brother, are you going home with Xiang'er? It's so cold outside!"

The little girl stretched out her chubby little hand and pulled the boy's sleeve. The boy recovered and looked at the cute little girl with a little apology, and smiled and said, "Okay, thank you for your kindness."

The little girl shrank her hands into her sleeves and ran happily in front of her. The boy also followed her happily.

The little girl's surname is Ye, and her nickname is Xiang'er. She is only five years old this year. Because her father is doing business abroad all year round, her mother is the only one in the family who takes care of her.

Xiang'er's mother was a kind woman. When she saw the boy's hungry and cold look, she personally cooked a table of food for him.

The young man put the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting on his body into the room, and looked at the table of food with his eyes shining.

He was extremely hungry. When he saw food, he swallowed it up like a beast and swallowed it up.

The boy burped a few times after he had enough food. He looked at the mother and daughter sitting by the side watching him eat, scratching his head and saying, "Hehe, it makes you laugh. I'm so hungry."

Xiang'er sat in her mother's arms and said with a smile: "Hehe, the eldest brother's appearance of eating is even worse than Xiang'er's. It's so embarrassing."

Xiang'er's mother gently slapped Xiang'er in the butt, and said with a tense face: "You are so rude, please apologize to your brother."

"Um~~"

Xiang'er covered her eyes and whined, but she didn't shed a single tear.

Xiang'er's mother also looked helpless and said to the boy awkwardly: "It makes the little brother laugh, Xiang'er has always been so weird and unruly."

The boy shook his head and said, "Xiang'er is right, it's because I have no rules. I'm causing you trouble."

Xiang'er's mother chuckled and said, "Little brother, don't be out of the room. It's very pitiful to see you going out alone. If you have any difficulties, tell me, and I can help you."

Xiang'er's words made the boy's heart extremely warm. He stood up and saluted Xiang'er's wife, and said respectfully: "My name is Situ Moyuan. I will definitely repay my aunt's gift today in the future."

Xiang'er's mother silently recited the name of the boy and praised: "Situ Moyuan, a very nice name. She sounds like a noble family's descendant."

"Oh, I'm going to tell you. I'm actually an orphan. I've been raised by four masters since I was a child. I'm not a child of a wealthy family." Situ Moyuan sighed lightly, with a little disappointed in his eyes.

At this time, Xiang'er suddenly jumped out of her mother's arms, pointed out the window and said, "The snow outside has stopped. Mother, I want to go out to build a snowman!"

Xiang'er's mother shook her head helplessly and sighed: "Your restless personality is not like a girl, and she is naughty than a boy."

Situ Moyuan smiled. He walked over and took Xiang'er and said, "Xiang'er wants to go out for fun, my elder brother will accompany you."

"Okay, okay!"

Seeing her daughter happily running out of the house with Situ Moyuan, Xiang'er's mother showed a hint of relief, but suddenly her face turned pale and she couldn't help but vomit a mouthful of blood.

At the same time, the piano, chess, calligraphy and paintings left by Situ Moyuan in the house actually emitted a mysterious light.

Seeing such a strange scene, Xiang'er's face changed drastically and she exclaimed: "It turned out to be the four ancient treasures!"

"Feng is in the wutong tree, Fuxi makes the piano; Emperor Yao makes chess, teaches the son Danzhu; Cangjie makes characters, ghosts cry at night; the head of the guy paints and shows all things."

"I didn't expect that I would encounter this legendary four ancient treasures!"

Xiang'er's mother was muttering to herself as she looked at the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting in front of her. She frowned, and seemed to be struggling with something in her heart.

"Are you going to fight back to the death or continue to dodge?"

"Oh, it's God's will after all, but I'm unwilling to accept it. This time I will no longer hide, I will do it against the will of heaven!"

Xiang'er's mother suddenly shouted loudly, and her body turned into a long sword!

The long sword showed its sharpness and stabbed towards the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

Among these four treasures, the zither is the guqin, the chess board is the chess, the pen is the calligraphy, and the white paper is the painting.

Just as the sword stabbed at the four treasures, the pen suddenly floated up in the air and collided with the sword blade. The two were equal, but the four treasures seemed to have spiritual consciousness. The other three treasures could not match the long sword when they saw the pen, and they showed their magical powers at the same time.

The guqin plays the music, and the chess pieces appear mysteriously on the empty chess board, and the white paper without words also appears with a pattern of fire practicing swords.

At this moment, the sword suddenly made a crisp sound and finally landed on the ground weakly.

Situ Moyuan was playing with Xiang'er outside, and suddenly heard the movement in the room, so he quickly returned to the room with Xiang'er.

When they returned to the room, the four treasures of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting had already returned to their original position, but Xiang'er's mother disappeared, but there was a long sword on the ground.

Situ Moyuan picked up the long sword and observed it carefully. He looked down at the sword body, as if he was climbing a high mountain and looking down at the abyss, ethereal and deep, as if a giant dragon lying on his plate.

This wonderful feeling surprised Situ Moyuan, but when he saw the four small characters on the hilt of the sword, he opened his mouth wide in surprise.

The name on the hilt of the sword is engraved here, which is the Seven Star Dragon Abyss!

Situ Moyuan once heard the stories told to him about the ten ancient divine swords that four masters told him, and the seven-star dragon abyss is one of the ten ancient divine swords.

Xiang'er couldn't find her mother and was anxiously wandering around the ground, and she was almost crying.

Just as Situ Moyuan comforted her, a messy sound of footsteps suddenly came outside the room.

The door was pushed open, revealing four figures.

"master!"

Situ Moyuan looked at the four people who suddenly appeared in surprise. These four people were his four masters.

The master's name is Fuqin, and he looks like a middle-aged man in his forties. He is the strictest among the four masters and the most powerful among the four.

The second master is named Guanqi. He looks like he is about thirty years old. This person is silent and has a restrained personality, but he is also the wisest of the four.

The third master is named Tao Shu. He looks like a young man in his twenties. He usually likes to talk the most and is the most lively and active among the four.

The fourth master is a beautiful woman named Zhihua. She is the youngest of the four and has the gentlest personality.

Situ Moyuan looked at the four masters curiously and said in confusion: "Didn't the four masters ask me to look for you alone? Why did they suddenly appear at this time?"

Zhihua walked to Situ Moyuan, looked at the sword in his hand, and asked, "Where did you get this sword? Have the Four Treasures ever had any abnormal movement?"

Situ Moyuan looked at the four treasures behind him and said, "Just just now, the disciple heard the sound of a piano from the room. He took Xiang'er back to the room. But he found that the four treasures of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting were safe and sound. But Xiang'er's mother suddenly disappeared. And for some reason, an ancient sword was added."

At first, the four masters did not pay attention to the sword. When the four of them surrounded and observed the sword, they all exclaimed. They also recognized that the sword was the ancient sword Seven Star Dragon Abyss.

Xiang'er hid behind Situ Moyuan and poked her little head out, looking timidly at the four strangers who suddenly appeared.

Guanqi looked at Xiang'er and said in a deep voice: "Although the spiritual energy on this woman is hidden very deeply, I still notice it. It seems that the girl's mother is the sword spirit of the Seven Star Dragon Abyss."

Situ Moyuan said in confusion: "What is a sword spirit?"

Without waiting for the explanation of chess, the third master Tao Shu spoke first: "The so-called sword spirit refers to the guardian spirit of the sword. Of course, ordinary swords do not have sword spirits, and only ancient divine swords like the Seven Star Dragon Abyss are worthy of sword spirits."

Xiang'er was talented and intelligent. When she heard Tao Shu's explanation, she carefully walked from behind Situ Moyuan to her body, and raised her feet and stretched out her hand to caress the Seven-Star Dragon Yuan Sword.

She choked up as she touched her, because she knew that her mother had turned into this cold-feeling sword.

The four masters sighed when they looked at Xiang'er's extremely sad appearance. In the end, the four of them took Situ Moyuan and Xiang'er away.

Just after a few people left, a mysterious voice suddenly came from the room:

“The sword spirit of the ages is now emerging, and young people meet and make a strange relationship;

Piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are in the world, and they will not be in the devil's way or become immortals."

The sound came to an abrupt end, as if there was something else...

"The spirit turns into a sword. I sleep for thousands of years. The sword spirit returns to silence, which is called the way of heaven."

Beiqiu.Moling Mansion.

Xiang'er sat beside Situ Moyuan, listening to the four masters telling about the sword spirit.

Situ Moyuan listened carefully to the four masters' narratives. When he heard this, he was confused and asked, "Master Fuqin, since the sword spirit is said to be the way of heaven, why did the sword spirit turn into spirits and appear? Since the way of heaven does not allow the sword spirit to exist in the world, how did the sword spirit practice to appear?"

Fuqin looked at Situ Moyuan with relief and explained: "The sword spirit is a defiant of the heavens, a kind of spirit that does not allow it to exist. In order for the sword casting to be more powerful and spiritual, the sword-casting masters will look for powerful spirits in the three realms of heaven and earth. The sword-casting masters will do their best to capture these powerful spirits, then seal the spirits in the sword, and finally refine them into sword spirits."

Situ Moyuan thought a little, and after a moment of silence, he said, "The master said that there are three realms and six paths in the world, each with order. The theory of the six paths of reincarnation is even more of a worldly law. However, the body of the soul should have entered the cycle of reincarnation, but was forcibly captured by the sword-casting master and refined into a sword-casting spirit. It seems that the sword-casting spirit itself is innocent. If the heavenly way of punishment is to punish the sword-casting master, why do you punish the sword-casting spirit and let the sword-casting spirit be silent forever?"

After Situ Moyuan asked this, the four masters present all laughed at the same time.

Fuqin said, "The laws of heaven and earth are created by endless mysteries, and opportunities have their own ways. Although sword-casting masters have the ability to make swords, they can never escape the end of their lifespan. They also follow the way of reincarnation. In reincarnation, there are good and evil causes and effects."

"I understand that even if the sword-casting master does evil, he is still in the cycle of cause and effect. However, the sword spirit violates the laws of heaven and earth and exists in the world for a long time, so the heavenly way must punish it." Situ Moyuan said erudibly, but was a little confused, and said, "But I don't understand, what is the heavenly way, and who is the one who dominates the heavenly way? Is the supreme god who dominates the heavenly way?"

Fuqin smiled and said to Guanqi beside him: "You are the think tank of Mo Ling Mansion, so you can answer this question Yuan'er."

Guanqi stood up and then said to Situ Moyuan: "Although God has supreme magic power and long life span, he cannot dominate the way of heaven. The way of heaven is formed by countless causes and effects, and the way of heaven is the most supreme and endless invisible power between heaven and earth."

Situ Moyuan scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "It sounds so mysterious, the disciple really doesn't understand, hehe..."

At this time, Tao Shu laughed loudly, walked over and patted Situ Moyuan on the shoulder, and said, "You are already very wise. Your master is like you, I haven't even heard of the word "Tiandao" when you were at your age. It's not like you dare to ask what the way of heaven is like at a young age."

Situ Moyuan felt a little embarrassed to be praised by Tao Shu like this.

The master and apprentice were exchanging knowledge, but Xiang'er, who was sitting next to Situ Moyuan, remained silent.

Xiang'er's big name is Ye Ningxiang. She has never smiled again since she learned that her mother turned into a sword body and was silent for thousands of years.

Zhihua is a woman with a soft heart and kind personality. She looked at Xiao Xiang'er who was silent and red in her eyes. She couldn't help but sigh.
To be continued...