"Ding, congratulations to the host for reaching the sixth-grade master!"

Six-grade masters, with the "Taixuan Sutra" and the Shui Han Sword, in this world, they finally have the capital to settle down.

Thinking of this, Ye Xuan asked again: "System, did I have a mysterious treasure chest before?" ”

A familiar mechanical sound sounded in Ye Xuan's mind.

"Ding, is the mystery chest open?"

"Turn on!"

"Congratulations to the host for obtaining the first twelve styles of the seven-rank swordsmanship "Thirteen Swords of Death!"

"Do you want to practice?"

"Practice!"

The Thirteen Swords of Death is one of the top swordsmanship in the martial arts world, and it is a swordsmanship that is completely born to kill. The reason why it is in the seven-rank sword technique is because it only has the first twelve styles.

The thirteenth sword is an eight-grade exercise, and the fourteenth sword is like a red flower after a green leaf, which is the essence of this set of swordsmanship, which is the nine-grade exercise. Once the fifteenth sword is reached, it is the practice above the nine ranks.

When Xie Xiaofeng and Yan Shisan dueled, Yan Shisan realized the fifteenth sword, and Xie Xiaofeng was helpless, so he could only close his eyes and wait for death. And Yan Shisan suddenly found that the murderous aura of this sword was too heavy, and it would only bring death and destruction. In order not to endanger the martial arts, Yan Thirteen drew his sword and killed himself, Xie Xiaofeng also knew Yan Thirteen's intentions, and no longer used a sword.

Therefore, the Thirteen Swords of Death is a constantly innovating and upgrading exercise, it is not limited to sword moves, the stronger the sword intent, the stronger the sword technique.

In Ye Xuan's opinion, there is only one person in this world who can be regarded as a true kendo genius.

Look around the sword!

In the early years, with the help of Ye Qingmei, Sigu Sword created his own Sigu Sword Sword Intent, and later killed all his relatives. On Dadong Mountain, hundreds of tiger guards were killed, and they were attacked by Ye Liuyun and Emperor Qing, Kuhe died tragically in public, and Sigu Jian was seriously injured.

Even so, the Sigu Sword still seriously injured Ye Liuyun with one sword.

Later, he slaughtered the city lord's mansion again, and after the oil ran out of light, he passed the sword intent of the sword house and the sword of Sigu to Fan Xian.

It can be seen that the Sigu Sword is so powerful that even if it is as strong as Emperor Qing, he would not dare to attack the Sigu Sword alone!

The sword is a murderous weapon, and it cannot be used by non-saints.

.......

Kyoto, Fan House

Fan Jian looked at the young man in front of him, looked at the young man's delicate face floating out of the dust, thoughtfully, and sighed softly after a while: "It's really like your mother." ”

Fan Xian was speechless, because he didn't know what his mother looked like, let alone how to answer.

After a while, Fan Jian picked up a letter on the table and said earnestly: "Your grandmother has already told me about the assassination in Danzhou through a letter. ”

Fan Xian replied: "Then her old man must also tell you who did it." ”

After a moment, Fan Jian replied, "She didn't do it. ”

"Who's that?"

Fan Jian didn't answer, but said to himself: "This time I let you enter Beijing so that you can marry Lin Wan'er and get back your mother's property." ”

"I don't want to!" Fan Xian replied.

Due to Ye Xuan's intervention, Lin Wan'er didn't meet Fan Xian at Qingmiao at all, let alone love at first sight. After Lin Wan'er read Ye Xuan's poems, she was heartbroken and refused Emperor Qing's invitation.

Emperor Qing didn't care, after all, this marriage was a bait he put out, the purpose was to fish out other forces hidden in Kyoto, and then sweep away dissidents, and by the way, beat Li Yunrui and the prince.

As for whether the two are willing or not, it doesn't matter ....

The important thing is that the goal is achieved!

Fan Jian arched his hand and said: "This matter is approved by His Majesty, do you want to resist the decree?"

"So what?" Fan Xian looked at his father with a strange gaze, and was sure of something in his heart, "There is a question I must ask you." ”

"Say!"

"If life is only as it first seems, who wrote it?!" Fan Xian frowned and asked.

Fan Jian seemed to be a little angry, his palm was slightly pressed on the armrest of the chair, and the green tendons loomed, after all, such a question, asking him a household servant was indeed a bit overkill, but he still suppressed the anger in his heart and replied: "Ye Xuan, the son of Ye Chong, the Kyoto garrison." ”

On the other side, in front of an abandoned thatched hut outside Kyoto.

"Your Excellency!" A scholar in a white robe and a paper fan said respectfully to a black-robed man.

If Guo Baokun is here, he will definitely be able to recognize who this scholar is.

It is the great talent who is famous in Kyoto, his good brother ....

He Zongwei!

The black-robed man wore a mask, and a deep voice came from behind the mask: "How are things going?" ”

"I don't know why, that Ye Xuanyu didn't appear in the royal palace." He Zongwei hurriedly gave a salute and replied very nervously.

"Rubbish!"

A deep voice instantly spread throughout the thatched house!

"Your Excellency! The villain must continue to look for opportunities, but...."He Zongwei replied with a panicked face, and beads of sweat instantly covered his head.

"Just what!"

There was a hint of anger behind the deep voice!

"Ye Xuan is the son of the Kyoto garrison, and now he has a gap with me, the villain is really incapable..."

The black-robed man didn't answer, but after a while, he took out a bottle from his sleeve, threw it in front of He Zongwei, and said coldly: "Use this to kill him!" ”

He Zongwei's face was full of surprise, and then he said, "But..."

The black-robed man looked at He Zongwei's hesitant expression, and his deep voice sounded again!

"Kill him, and someone will protect you!"

He Zongwei hurriedly picked it up from the ground, as happy as if he had found a treasure: "Thank you, my lord!" ”

Ye Xuan! Ye Xuan!

Just wait....

You can't be rampant for too long!

Wait until you're dead

Everything about yours is mine!