Wanjian Mountain, Wanjian Valley.

Three more new tombs were added to the tomb under the Valley of Ten Thousand Swords, and since there were no bones, Li Chengfeng and the others had to find Qin Zhenqin, Tianjun and the stupid big man's clothes and bury them as a clothing mound.

What made everyone feel even more sad was that the magic weapons and swords worn by the three of them were all killed with them, and they had nothing left for them to hang on except for the items they had used before.

Li Chengfeng, Sun Yongcai, Zuo Fei, Su Yuehan, Su You, Han Tianxing, An Tong and others looked sad and stood quietly in the continuous sword mound.

The burial mound below the Valley of Ten Thousand Swords stretches all the way, undulating and undulating, and at a glance, it is dense and almost impossible to see the end.

However, this tomb has been extended all the way, and it is about to extend to the mouth of the Valley of Ten Thousand Swords, which can't help but make people wonder in their hearts: Where will the bones of the disciples of the Hidden Sword Pavilion be buried in the future? Could it be that this also implies that the end of the Hidden Sword Pavilion is coming?

Li Chengfeng silently spilled a glass of wine in front of the three tombs, and he said in a low voice: "Senior Brother Qin, Tianjun, stupid big man, you can go with peace of mind, the Hidden Sword Pavilion will definitely not be destroyed in our hands! We will not let you sacrifice in vain!"

Li Chengfeng lit three incense sticks and inserted them in front of the three graves, and after kneeling down and kowtowing three times one by one, he got up and stood aside. Subsequently, Sun Yongcai and others toasted incense one by one and kowtowed.

After a while, Ouyang Nan's body was like the wind, and he rushed over, and when he got closer, he stopped, and he came with him, as well as the senior brother of the Hidden Sword Pavilion.

As soon as Li Chengfeng and the others saw the senior brother, they immediately glared angrily, their eyes were like knives, and their eyes were like swords.

The senior brother was unconscious, he stepped forward himself, took out a pot of wine from his robe, and slowly sprinkled it in front of the grave, his expression was calm, and he could not see joy or sorrow.

Ouyang Nan stood beside Li Chengfeng, and after seeing Li Chengfeng's gaze, he nodded slightly and said, "It's all done." ”

Li Chengfeng sighed lightly, and after a while, after they finished worshipping, they had to go to the political hall to explain the beginning and end of the task.

Because in the whole incident, dozens of the housekeepers and servants of the Huangfu Song of the Tibetan Sword Pavilion died unexpectedly, and the more than a dozen disciples of the original Tibetan Sword Pavilion were also left with no bones, and the Tibetan Sword Pavilion even sacrificed three people.

Li Chengfeng and the others have to be investigated, interrogated, tried, and even quarantined, and finally it is determined that they have nothing to do with this matter.

It's just that the most important assessment and rating at the moment is about to start, so this is simplified, after Ouyang Nan explained what happened, and then the ghostwalker went to Shenjing to investigate the whole story.

Ouyang Nan looked at the dense tomb, he let out a low sigh and choked up: "Senior Brother Qin once said that one day, his bones will also be buried here, and his sword will also become a member of the Ten Thousand Swords and Dragons. But...... But now, we can't find his bones, and his sword is shattered. Except for his clothes, there is nothing in the Hidden Sword Pavilion to prove that he has lived, grown, and fought here!"

Ouyang Nan and Qin Zhanqin have not dealt with each other for more than ten years, and he has never recognized Qin Zhanqin as his senior brother, until now,

Li Chengfeng's heart was sour, and he said in a low but firm voice: "No, Senior Brother Ouyang, we can prove that they have grown and fought here, he has not left any bones, he has not left a sword, but he has left the most precious spirit of the Hidden Sword Pavilion! This kind of spirit, we will pass it on, as long as the Hidden Sword Pavilion exists for a day, his spirit will not die for a day!"

Ouyang Nan wiped his nose and said in a low voice, "I know, but Senior Brother Chengfeng, do you know...... In fact, we all know that we can't become immortals! Cultivation can lead to immortality, and this is a deceptive thing! At least, to us, this is a big lie!"

Ouyang Nan smiled bitterly: "Since joining the Tibetan Sword Pavilion, what awaits us is endless battles and suppression, and our brothers and friends around us have died one by one. But if you look at those great cultivators, which one of them has really attained immortality? Since ancient times, even if they are monks...... And who really doesn't die? So...... We all know that this is where we will belong. ”

"However, Senior Brother Chengfeng, you must know that for a disciple of the Hidden Sword Pavilion, the saddest thing is that the long sword in their hand cannot enter the Ten Thousand Swords and Dragons. You came late, and the timing was not coincidental, no one told you that our disciples of the Hidden Sword Pavilion believed that after we died, our souls would be placed in the long sword in our hands, and our hidden sword would sleep in this Ten Thousand Swords and Dragons. ”

"We will wait for the newly arrived disciples of the Hidden Sword Pavilion to receive our sword recognition, and at this time, this is equivalent to my soul and spirit being supported and inherited. ”

Ouyang Nan's expression was sad, and he choked up: "However, Senior Brother Qin, he tried his best to hide the Sword Pavilion, but in the end, he didn't leave anything......"

Han Tianxing, who was on the side, suddenly wiped his tears and cried in a low voice: "If it weren't for me, Senior Brother Qin wouldn't have died......"

Senior Brother tilted his head slightly, glanced at Han Tianxing, Li Chengfeng patted Han Tianxing's shoulder, and said, "It's none of your business." ”

But Ouyang Nan strode forward, he grabbed Han Tianxing's clothes, gritted his teeth and said, "If you don't get a good ranking in the assessment rating, Lao Tzu will skin you!!"

Han Tianxing blushed, gritted his teeth and nodded, and said, "If I don't get a good ranking, I will never survive!"

Li Chengfeng patted Ouyang Nan on the shoulder, Ouyang Nan let go of his hand, he turned his head and shouted angrily at Senior Brother: "Did you see it! Two more died! We are about to die!! When we are all dead, and you are left alone, do you think there is still hope for the Hidden Sword Pavilion!"

The senior brother's body did not move, his face remained unchanged, and only the fist in his sleeve was slightly clenched.

Li Chengfeng also said to the senior brother: "I'm new here, I'm not an old man from the Hidden Sword Pavilion. But now, I am a disciple of the Hidden Sword Pavilion, and this will be the place where I practice, grow, fight, and even bury! I don't know what the spirit of the Hidden Sword Pavilion is in your eyes, but in my eyes, the spirit of the Hidden Sword Pavilion is what the Twelve Killings of Lingshan want to promote: the heroic righteousness of being fair and strict, not afraid of power, upholding justice, hoeing the strong and helping the weak! The spirit of the Hidden Sword Pavilion is: Even when encountering an invincible and powerful enemy, we must not be afraid of danger, and stand up and draw our swords with the great sacrifice and fearless spirit!!"

"These, no one taught me, it was Senior Brother Qin, Senior Brother Tianjun, and Senior Brother He Zhu, they taught me with their choices and sacrifices at the moment of life and death!"

Li Chengfeng's eyes were red, his voice was choked, and he said: "If it is about to be assessed and graded, we will use everything we have to prove to everyone else: Hidden Sword Pavilion is not dead!"

The elder brother was still motionless, but his teeth were clenched, and the muscles on his cheeks bulged, as if he was desperately trying to control his emotions.

After a while, Ouyang Nan said to Sun Yongcai: "Old Sun, come back!

Sun Yongcai hesitated for a moment, he looked at Li Chengfeng and Ouyang Nan, and sighed softly.

Ouyang Nan secretly felt bad in his heart, and he said in a hurry: "Could it be that the hardships you have suffered in the Tibetan Jin Pavilion are not enough, they will not treat you as human beings!"

Sun Yongcai clenched his fists, and he said in a low voice, "I am a traitor to the Hidden Sword Pavilion...... Even if you allow me, I won't allow myself! I ...... I'm not going to come back like this!"

With that, his body moved, and he flew towards the outside of the valley, Zuo Fei glanced at them, hesitated, sighed, and left.

Ouyang Nan jumped like thunder and scolded: "Traitor! Fool!!"

Li Chengfeng held down Ouyang Nan, he smiled and said, "Senior Brother Ouyang, don't scold, they ...... Will be back!"

Ouyang Nan was stunned for a moment and said, "They ...... Will you really come back?"

Li Chengfeng said: "Sages often say that there is more help for the righteous and less help for the unjust. But I thought that people should first improve themselves, and then they would help more! Let's leave him alone, when the time comes, he will naturally come back......"