Chapter 3 Confusion

"Second Young Master, you have never practiced martial arts since you were a child, so naturally you can't talk about anything like cultivating to the realm. How can you casually step into the Pavilion and read through the treasured scriptures and secret books inside?". Uncle Hai asked puzzled.

"Hehe! I have also asked myself this question, including the high-level officials of Medicine Valley, who also wondered if there was something wrong with the forbidden seal, but after it was verified, I couldn't find any other reasonable explanation. Due to the rules of the Medicine Valley for thousands of years, there is no way to do it. Fortunately, I'm just a waste who can't practice martial arts and practice pills for the rest of my life, even if I am rich in learning and have a lot of ideas, I am at best a theoretical grandmaster. Lu Suifeng sighed lightly.

But it's a treasure. It will definitely be useful in the future. Uncle Hai was relieved without much embarrassment.

"Uncle Hai is right! When I was in the Medicine Valley, from morning to night, the Dan masters in the valley would come to my door, and almost all of them came to seek answers to their doubts with various difficult questions about the Dan Dao. Of course, you have to pay a corresponding value every time, and there is no such thing as a free lunch. Lu Suifeng crooked the corners of his mouth, quite a bit of a profiteer.

This second young master is really not a fuel-efficient lamp, his whole body seems to be wrapped in a light mist, plausible, confusing, and he is no longer the second young master in Uncle Hai's memory.

"Second Young Master, today's events are too bizarre, these people in black are actually coming for you, Second Young Master, it's really incomprehensible!" Uncle Hai said like a stalk in his throat.

Lu Suifeng shook his head blankly and said: "I have been isolated from the world for ten years, and as soon as I came out of the valley, I was attacked and killed on the way, but I was in a fog and I didn't know why. It's really a very bad thing! Like a fly on its back, it makes it difficult to sleep and eat. The only clue at the moment was the broken sword left behind by the man in black before leaving. The hilt of the sword is engraved with the word "Liuyun". Uncle Hai took the broken sword handed over by the second young master, and examined it carefully, this sword was made of fine iron, extremely tough, and it was broken by someone in an instant, and he might not be able to do it in his life.

"Liuyun! is it a name, a place name, or the name of a certain sect?" Uncle Hai guessed ramblingly.

Lu Suifeng thought for a moment, "The martial arts are divided into four grades: heaven, earth, Xuan, and Huang, and the black-clothed man who knocked you away should be at the peak of the earthly level realm in terms of strength, and the martial arts displayed belong to the intermediate level of Xuanpin, which is the eighth type of "Piercing Clouds and Chasing the Moon" in the "Nine Swords of Flowing Clouds", and Uncle Hai's "Broken Flow Knife Technique" is only the intermediate level of Huangpin, a huge disparity of one grade, and it is also two orders lower than the other party in terms of strength cultivation, and it is an inevitable result to be injured and shocked under one blow. The martial arts above the Xuanpin usually only appear in the big sects and big forces, so the background of these black-clothed people must be very deep and complex. "Until this moment, Uncle Hai had some faith in the story of the second young master in the Medicine Valley. With a single glance, he was able to interpret the cultivation realms of both sides, the level of martial arts, and even the names and moves of sword techniques and swordsmanship so accurately from a blow like lightning and flint. How could a weak teenager do that?

The four guards seemed to have finished healing, and the sword wounds on their bodies had already borne egg, and it seemed that everyone was full of vitality and energy, and there should be no problem getting back on the road. The four knelt in front of two new graves, their faces full of sorrow. Companions, who are usually like brothers and sisters, were buried by a handful of loess in the blink of an eye, and will remain in this wilderness forever.

There is no deeper sorrow in the world than life and death. When the deceased was gone, everyone mourned silently again, looking up at the sky, and the moon was close to the middle of the sky. Hurriedly packed up the sad feelings, pedaled into the caravan and got back on the road.

"Pingling" is just a small town with a population of tens of thousands. It is located in the border, and the northwest is the Barren Ridge Ancient Road. Usually the flow of people is very sparse, it seems quite cold, and it is even more silent at night. There is only one inn in the whole town. It's really hard to find if you don't pay attention.

In one of the upper rooms of the inn, a light is like a bean. Under the dim lamp, an old man with gray temples sat cross-legged on the edge of the bed in the shadows, his eyebrows lowered and his eyes lowered, like an old monk in a trance. There was a faint sound of footsteps outside the door.

Suddenly, a crack opened in the door, and three black shadows flashed in on one side.

"It's all done?" the old man didn't move, not even lifting his eyelids. The tone was gentle, but there was a hint of coercion.

"Missed!Please punish the elders!" said the leader of the men in black in amazement.

"Hmph!" the old man snorted heavily, slowly opened his lowered eyes, and two substantial-like divine lights swept across the three of them. Everyone trembled and shuddered.

"Elder! The leader of the man in black squeaked, not knowing how to explain for a moment, and said with some anxiety, "This...... Because...... "The old man only asks about the results, not the reasons! For the sake of you being a registered disciple of the old man, give me a chance to explain." If it's not convincing, you know what kind of punishment you should receive!" the old man said with a grim face, lowered his eyelids again, and said no more.

The leader of the man in black breathed a sigh of relief, settled his mind, and said cautiously, "The disciple suspects that there are people from the Medicine Valley who are secretly escorting him!" "Is it just a suspicion?" The old man moved his lips.

"The disciple was plotted by the other party and was seriously injured!" the man in black gritted his teeth and said insistently.

"Go on!" "The disciple used the eighth form of the Nine Swords of Liuyun at that time, "Piercing the Clouds and Chasing the Moon", and a sword shook Lu Hai, the leader of the Lu family's guards, and pointed at the person behind the curtain with the momentum of thunder, but... The leader of the man in black paused, glanced at the old man, and continued, "At the moment when the disciple's sword penetrated the curtain, he suddenly felt that his sword was firmly clamped by something, and no matter how hard the disciple tried his best, it would be difficult to make any progress. Just when the disciple was in a dilemma, an unparalleled qi suddenly burst out from the curtain, and the electric current instantly penetrated the entire arm along the sword body, no, it was the whole body! The whole body seemed to be bitten and eaten by thousands of ants... The disciple wanted to gather qi to resist, but he was shocked to find that the qi in the tendons and veins had collapsed, and he could not condense at all. In desperation, only by abandoning the sword, biting the tip of the tongue at the same time, and stimulating the qi and blood in the body, can the whole body retreat. Otherwise, I'm afraid I'll be left there at the moment. The old man lowered his eyebrows and listened quietly, his face faintly revealing subtle changes that were not easy for others to notice.

Seeing that the old man did not answer, the leader of the man in black continued to analyze, "We already know the details of the Lu family well, only Lu Hai still has the strength to fight in this trip, but Lu Hai was shocked and flew away at that time, and the car was like a master of the Valley without medicine hiding in it, but with a thirteen-year-old boy, how could he block that earth-shattering sword, and even hit me hard?" The more the leader of the man in black spoke, the more excited he became, "It's not that the disciple thinks too highly of himself, even if the head of the Lu family is here, it is not easy to take over the "sword". Not to mention severely hurting the disciples. When he spoke of "that sword," his face flew brightly, his conceit swelled, and he had the courage to give up his own spirit! This feeling was fleeting, and in its place was endless depression and depression.

The old man's demeanor was as calm as water, but his heart was turbulent. He knew very well the strength and cultivation of the man in black, and he knew even more about the power of the Nine Swords of Liuyun. That was what he taught in private, especially the eighth type of "piercing the clouds and chasing the moon", none of the people in the Lu family's trip could compete with it, and those who stood in the way were either injured or killed. Therefore, I agree with the words of the man in black. I have also heard about the rumors of the Medicine Valley from time to time, and I would rather believe it than avoid it. I didn't expect the people in the Medicine Valley to value this waste boy so much, and they also sent experts to secretly escort him along the way. It was really unexpected!

The old man pondered for a moment, slowly raised his closed eyes, and stared at the man in black with a strange look, until he saw that the other party's heart was hairy, his scalp was numb, and fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

At dusk, the old man's figure suddenly moved slightly, and a withered hand went straight to the wrist of the man in black.

The sudden change occurred, the black clothes ** were shocked, the body reacted quickly, intending to dodge and retreat, the body just moved, the wrist veins were tightly held by the withered hands, and they couldn't move.

"What are you panicking about?" the old man said coldly, "The old man saw that your face was flushed, so he will take the pulse for you!" "Disciple is foolish! I hope the elder will forgive me!" said the man in black in panic.

The expression on the old man's face changed again and again, his eyebrows were squeezed closer and closer, and the corners of his mouth faintly revealed a wry smile, "The rumors of the medicine valley are really true, even the old man is not this person's opponent." Stay here for a short time, and you must leave quickly! Remember, don't divulge a single thing about today. Otherwise...... The old man snorted coldly, and his figure flickered, and he was gone.

The man in black fluttered, blew out the lights in the room, and quietly left.