It took ten years for the wounds in the hearts of the people of Lancun to slowly smooth out and gradually forget, but Lan Ting, who had always kept the sword spike, never forgot all this, the Taoist man in white clothes fluttering and covered in golden light entrusted him with something more important than his life, and he also kept his promise to hide the sword spike well, and even his closest relatives never found out. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The days passed day by day, tending to be calmer, Lan Ting changed from a doll wearing open crotch pants to an old man in his twilight years, he thought that he would bring the sword spike to the coffin, but he didn't expect to meet Tianchu, all this, as if Yichen Dao Chang had arranged it in the dark.

After listening to Tianchu, the excitement in his heart couldn't be calmed down for a long time, but he didn't expect that he had already fought with the Demon Wilderness once when Yichen was young, but he had never heard the master talk about it.

It is impossible to know how the master escaped from the Demon Desolation, but since then, the Demon Desolation has been eyeing the Pure Yang Sword, planting the seeds for that catastrophe.

From the matter of the master's hidden sword spike, Tianchu could think that the master had long known the relationship between the Pure Yang Sword and the Panlong Blood Jade, so he would be ready to lose the Pure Yang Sword, even if he didn't keep the sword and was snatched by the Demon Wilderness, then what he snatched was just a sword that sealed the power of Pangu.

If Demon Desolation saw this sword spike, he would definitely look for this piece of ornament on this sword spike, once the Pure Yang Sword and the Coiling Dragon Blood Jade fell into the hands of Demon Desolation, then no one would be able to stop him.

Even though thirty years have passed since this incident, Tianchu can't help but be afraid when he thinks of this consequence, and admires Master's calmness and intelligence.

Master Yichen didn't expect that after decades, Demon Huang still didn't give up his greed for the Pure Yang Sword, and finally found the door, destroyed the Cold Yang Temple, and took the Pure Yang Sword.

Maybe Master Yichen regretted it when he died, he didn't expect that he would not be able to escape this day, and he didn't expect that the one who would survive in the end would be the youngest and the worst qualified.

He didn't have a chance to tell Tianchu about all this, he could only use his last breath to let Tianchu snatch back the Pure Yang Sword, he had too many things to say to Tianchu, and he left with great regret.

As soon as he thought of his master's unwillingness, Tianchu couldn't help but tremble, and his hatred for the demon wilderness became even stronger.

"I can be regarded as living up to the trust of Yichen Dao Chief, and finally doing this, so that the old man can close his eyes even if he dies." The Lanting Patriarch breathed a long sigh of relief, and the big stone in his heart finally fell to the ground.

"Thank you, Patriarch, you have helped Master and helped me a lot." Tianchu bowed deeply to the patriarch and said.

"I can't help it, I can't help it, this is what our Lan clan owes to Yichen, it's us who should be thanked, your Lan family's life is saved by you, it's me who should be thanked!" The Lanting patriarch hurriedly helped Tianchu up and bowed to Tianchu.

"You are an elder, bow to me but fold my life, I think so, let's not thank anyone." Tianchu hurriedly held Lan Ting again and said.

"Hahahaha...... Okay, well, listen to the sermon. Lan Ting laughed.

"Patriarch, if you have something to do, go and get busy, I want to be alone and quiet." Tian Chu looked at the Pure Yang Sword with the sword spike on it, and his heart was mixed.

"Good, good! Then don't bother the chief, if you have something, just ask. The patriarch smiled and exited the door, closing the door gently, leaving Tianchu alone in the room looking at the Pure Yang Sword in a daze.

Tian Chu looked at the silk coiled dragon sword spike, but his heart was excited, with this sword spike, it would be much easier for them to find the coiled dragon blood jade, as long as they could match this coiled dragon buckle, it would be better to distinguish the real from the fake.

When I thought that Master had been gone for more than ten years and was still helping myself in the dark, I felt warm in my heart at the beginning of the day, and tears couldn't help but burst out of my eyes, and the days I had walked with Master appeared in front of me one by one.

At the beginning of the day, he was alone in the room crying, thinking about the master, whenever he encountered difficulties and felt pain in his heart, he missed the master very much, and often went back to his childhood in his dreams.

How much Tianchu wants to see Master again, how much he wants to hear him tell him everything, to be his strong backing, how much he wants Master to see that he has grown from a coward who doesn't know anything to a real Taoist priest who can stand alone, how much I want Master to see the Pure Yang Sword with the sword spike in his hand, and how much I want Master to see these companions around him.

If Master Yichen could see himself today and see the splendid view of the cold sun, he would definitely be proud of himself.

But time can't be turned back, what Tianchu can do is to let the master bare under the nine springs, complete what he has not done, find the coiling dragon blood jade, let the power of this coiling dragon sword awaken, and completely seal the demon wilderness, and there will never be a day.

As soon as he thought of this, Tianchu felt full of power, and now that the Pure Yang Sword and Sword Spike were in his hands, he also had a certain understanding of the Panlong Blood Jade, as long as he visited the world's rare treasures, he didn't believe that he couldn't find the Panlong Blood Jade!

Tianchu was surging in the heart, feeling that the Panlong Blood Jade was beckoning to him, thinking that the blood jade was in his hand, the power of the Pangu Sword was stimulated, and then the Demon Desolation was sealed, and the world was peaceful, and the more Tianchu thought about it, the more excited he became.

Tianchu was constructing a beautiful blueprint in his heart, but a fat little chubby face suddenly appeared in his mind, and he suddenly returned to the helpless reality.

Yuanbao's home hasn't been found yet, and they can't take other people's children everywhere to find Panlong Blood Jade, so ah, as long as Yuanbao's matter is not resolved, what Panlong Blood Jade, what Demon Desolation, are all in vain.

"Alas! Whose child is it? Tianchu couldn't help but sigh to God.

At lunchtime, they ate in their room at the beginning of the day, first, they felt embarrassed to see the orchid flowers, and second, they wanted to discuss something with everyone.

As soon as Tianchu took out the silk Panlong Sword Spike, he immediately amazed everyone, and after Tianchu finished telling the story behind the sword spike, he was even more stunned, and then everyone was the same as Tianchu, feeling that the Panlong Blood Jade seemed to be not far from them, and their confidence doubled.

Knowing the shape of the Panlong Blood Jade was undoubtedly a great joy, everyone couldn't wait to hurry up and go on the road to inquire about the whereabouts of the Panlong Blood Jade.

But what about ingots?

Everyone tried all kinds of ways to inquire about the situation at home with Yuanbao, but this little young master who only ate and slept knew nothing about the situation at home, and he couldn't ask any nutritious clues, which was sad for the beginning of the day.

"Can I try it?" Just when everyone was helpless, Hitomi Ling, who had been blindfolded and had not spoken, spoke.

"Don't make a fuss, little kid, we adults can't help it, what can you do? Go and have fun. Yun Zhen waved his hand at Pupil Ling impatiently and said.