Long Yan was diagnosed and treated by Langzhong in the Casting Sword Village, and finally saved her life. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Lang Zhong left a prescription and asked Zhu to drink the decoction for him to keep the mother and son safe.

Han Xiaoyue, who was still immersed in the illusion, didn't realize at all that Long Yan of Sword Casting Village had just experienced the catastrophe of life and death. Although the current Han Xiaoyue was ostensibly fighting with the sword qi of the five wooden swords under Fujishita, in fact, in his mind, he had knocked down three of the five sword-wielding Yamas. The remaining two sword-wielding Yamas did not slow down their offensive because of the fall of the three, but were even more reckless and tried their best.

Han Xiaoyue didn't dare to relax for a moment, and successively used the various moves of the Heavenly Oath Artifact, and finally used all the moves he had learned before. Mr. Xu was holding a brand new set of clothes in his arms, and nodded while looking at it: "Han Xiaoyue's kung fu is really good! Kuchan Temple is really a good place!" Xia Hou smiled: "Master Mingtong, you have been in Kuzen Temple for most of your life, why do you still feel so emotional?" Mr. Xu smiled without saying a word, and continued to watch Han Xiaoyue's every move.

Finally, after the two sword-wielding Yamas finally stabbed a sword, Han Xiaoyue successfully dodged. And when he was about to fight again, the two sword-wielding Yamas actually fell to the ground. Han Xiaoyue suddenly woke up from the illusion and looked at everything in front of her. I saw that the vine blocking the way was cut to pieces, and the wooden sword hanging on the vine also fell to the ground. Passing under the rotten vines, he will no longer be injured by the sword qi of the "invisible enemy".

"Han Xiaoyue, congratulations!" said Mr. Xu, who walked forward with a new suit. Han Xiaoyue looked up and saw Mingtong standing there, but there was no surprise on his face. Because, in his heart, he has long believed that the owner of this sword-casting mound is him. "Master Mingtong, it turns out that you really didn't die in the fire of the Hidden Scripture Building! As she spoke, Han Xiaoyue gave a deep salute.

Mr. Xu also saluted: "Otherwise, there would be no meeting today, wouldn't it?" As he spoke, Xiahou stepped forward and said with a smile: "Xiaoyue, why are you still called Master Mingtong?" Master Mingtong has already died in that fire, and now in front of him is Mr. Xu, the owner of the Sword Casting Tomb!"

"Mr. Xu?" Han Xiaoyue said with a smile, "It turns out that Mr. Xu has been hiding in the Kuzen Temple as Master Mingtong. Mr. Xu smiled and handed over the new clothes and said, "Okay, let's change into this new clothes first, and ask Mr. Xiahou to heal you." We'll talk about it later!"

Han Xiaoyue nodded in thanks, and followed Xiahou back to the grass house. Pushing open the door and seeing the tablets on the table, he couldn't help but be surprised: "These are the ......" Xia Hou smiled: "These are the tablets on my and Mr. Xu's ancestors." As he spoke, he pointed to the tablet at the head and said, "Long time, you should be familiar with this name!"

Han Xiaoyue was taken aback again and said, "How long has it been a long time to let ...... the author of the Sword Hua Benji?" Xia Hou nodded yes. Han Xiaoyue secretly looked at Mr. Xu who was making tea through the crack in the door, and said in a low voice, "Could it be that Mr. Xu is ......" Xiahou nodded and said, "Yes, Mr. Xu is the descendant of the sword master for a long time." Well, you didn't guess that, did you?"

Han Xiaoyue said with a happy face: "I didn't expect that the descendants of the person who wrote down such a sword book are now in front of me!" Xia Hou smiled: "Okay, let's keep it for a while! Let me bandage your wound first." With that, he pulled Han Xiaoyue to the table and sat down.

With Xiahou's superb medical skills, it only took more than half an hour to treat Han Xiaoyue's wounds. After he changed into clean clothes, he walked out of the grass hut and came to Mr. Xu's case. Just as he was about to sit down, he saw that the line of sight could cover the cliffs, the cold pools, the fog array, and the open plains. Han Xiaoyue exclaimed: "Mr. Xu, it turns out that you can have a clear view of my whereabouts here!" Mr. Xu made three cups of tea and said: "Xiaoyue, it doesn't matter if I look at it or not, the important thing is that you arrived at the Sword Casting Tomb safely." Come, drink tea!" she said, handing the tea to him.

Han Xiaoyue took a sip, but the tea was salty and bitter, not very delicious, and couldn't help but say with a sad face: "Mr. Xu, this tea ......" Mr. Xu smiled: "What, can't you get used to drinking it?" This is not ordinary tea, but it is a tonic tea mixed with ginseng. As he spoke, he slowly tasted it in his mouth and made a sound of enjoyment. Seeing this, Han Xiaoyue took another sip, but it still couldn't get into her throat, so she had to put it on the table.

"Xiaoyue, since you're here, then you have something to ask! If you have anything to ask, just come and ask me!" Mr. Xu finished speaking, and Xiahou also sat down. Han Xiaoyue looked at the two of them and said, "Mr. Xiahou and Geng Yanchun both said that I would come to cast the sword mound, so I came. So, Mr. Xu, are you also the owner of the cave behind the Kuchan Temple?" Mr. Xu nodded yes.

"The secret document in the cave, can it also be your belongings?" Mr. Xu nodded yes. Han Xiaoyue said a little excitedly, "That'...... My father's death, are you also involved?"

Mr. Xu and Xiahou glanced at each other, nodded and said, "Not only did I participate, but I also directly led to the death of my father. I'm not lying about that. Han Xiaoyue listened to this, and suppressed anger in her heart. Although he had already concluded that this matter was eighty or ninety, he still didn't want to believe that Mr. Xu, or Master Mingtong, was the mastermind behind this matter, so he had to lower his voice and ask, "Why? Why did you kill my father?"

Mr. Xu said with a serious expression: "I can start from the beginning of this matter." As he spoke, he poured a new cup of tea and handed it to Han Xiaoyue, "Among the army of the Song State to conquer Shu, there is a cronie I have installed, and this person is the general Zhang Shouyi. Zhang Shouyi passed on the big and small matters of the Song court to me, and he still had a lot of military information. On that day, I received a letter that the Song army had arrived in Jiangyuan City. I know that the Song army's attack on Shu was intended for the "Jianhua Benji" in the hands of the emperor of Shu. However, the Song army was mixed with people from the rivers and lakes, such as Situ Sheng, Lingyuan Master and the like, which I did not expect. And how could I allow this book to flow from the court to the rivers and lakes, causing a bloody storm? Therefore, I instructed Zhang Shouyi to help Zhao Zhun take Shu as soon as possible, and with the help of other cronies, the king of Zhou could be sent with his army, so that he could directly give this book to Emperor Song. But I never expected that the king of Zhou was greedy after drinking, and finally ended up in the rivers and lakes......" said Mr. Xu, who felt a little regretful.

Han Xiaoyue opened her eyes and said, "Could it be that the death of my father was not what you expected?" Mr. Xu nodded and said, "Unintentionally, I killed Ling Zun's life." Since that day, all the decisions I've made have been to make up for my mistakes. Among them, you are included!"