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Pitch dark night.

A pitch-black figure staggered through the mountain path, and no one knew the identity of this man, because his body was covered with small wounds, his clothes were torn and stained with dark red blood, and his face was also burned extensively by the flames, and the injuries were terrible.

The injured endured unimaginable pain and climbed up the hill without stopping.

Wheezing and blood spilled all over his footprints, he may have died a long time ago, but with unimaginable tenacity and perseverance, life and life delayed the rhythm of death.

Finally, he reached the top of the mountain, and with the last breath of strength, let the bright red bloody hand knock on the silent mountain gate in the night.

Inside the mountain gate, in the bamboo forest.

A one-armed old man stood quietly among the green shadows of the green bamboo, the old man hung a slender sword around his waist, a dim and yellowed oil lamp at his feet, the bamboo forest was quiet, and the old man's breath was also quiet.

Suddenly, a breeze blew, the bamboo leaves rustled, the lights swayed, and the elongated bamboo shadow skipped the old man's broad old robe swaying in the wind.

Immediately, the bamboo cracks in all directions fell, leaving the broken bamboo tubes all over the garden.

The unsheath was silent, and the sword moved like a stream.

Now his swordsmanship can be regarded as the title given to him by the sect - Flowing Sword!

At the beginning, after Liujian woke up in the valley of Tai, he found that he had inexplicably regained his senses, and after returning to the sect, he learned that he had been missing for a few months, and the encirclement and suppression of the Thousand Kills Gate had already come to an end, and the result of the encirclement and suppression was-

The Thousand Killing Gates are still there, and hundreds of sects have returned in embarrassment!

How is this possible?

And what made Liujian feel even more impossible was that it was said that the girl who made him hate so much suddenly appeared, joined forces with the ancient spirit beasts of the Jin clan to defeat hundreds of sects, and also coerced the major masters to lose a lot of natural treasures......

Liujian finally let himself accept this unbelievable fact, and was worried that the girl was insidious and cunning and did not detoxify him, so he looked around for a doctor, and found that not only was the poison in his body undone, but the residual medicinal power also repaired the damage in his brain.

A large number of people of his age, who obviously entered the Great Array of the Valley at that time, did not become dementia in the end, and the reason was because of that antidote!

After learning the truth, Liujian could no longer complain to anyone, and after returning to Liuyun Sect, he began to retreat and devote himself to studying swordsmanship.

As for the whereabouts of the nephew Liubai, it will all be handed over to the senior brother in charge.

Thinking of this, Liujian took a faint breath, bent down to pick up the oil lamp, and returned to his humble bamboo house.

As soon as I sat down and poured myself a cup of vegetarian tea, handed it to my mouth, I heard the squeak of the bamboo door, and someone was uninvited.

"Senior brother, congratulations, the swordsmanship is complete!" Liuyun saw the broken bamboo outside, and rushed in with his hands dancing.

"Senior brother, how many times do you want your junior brother to say it? When you come in, you have to knock on the door first!" Liu Jian didn't look back, shook his head, and lowered his head to sip tea.

In the entire Liuyun Sect, only the senior brother of the head of the sect, Liuyun, dared to break into his courtyard directly like this.

It's just that this senior brother sometimes has too little demeanor in charge!

Liuyun smiled, holding the staff of the head of the sect with one hand, and brushing the beard of Bai Huahua with the other, "Senior brother has been unable to improve for decades on this hurdle, and now he has made a breakthrough after a few months of retreat, I think he has completely let go of his grievances and won the demons!"

"I'm a lot older, if I can't cross this threshold, I still have the face to be your junior brother?" Liu Jian said lightly.

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