"Meet Uncle Song!"

The young men waiting at the foot of the mountain saluted respectfully.

Song Wuji got out of the car first, bowed slightly, and went straight up the mountain, heading towards the Sword Valley of Shushan.

As soon as the elders left, the teenagers immediately became active.

"Senior brother, you're back!"

"Senior brother, hehe, as soon as you enter Shushan City, we will receive the news!"

Huo Ze and Shao Yang had already leaned in to greet Lin Hu.

Lin Hu got out of the carriage and smiled when he saw a group of juniors.

Looking at this smile, the sensitive Gongsun Qingzhi was slightly stunned.

Although the elder brother's smile was as warm as ever, he always felt that there was a bit of chill in his smile today.

She frowned slightly, and was about to ask.

Suddenly, two more people came out of the carriage.

It was Xiong Sifang and Lu Tiantian.

Xiong Sifang wore a wide cloak, covering his whole body, and when he got out of the car, he looked at the ups and downs of Shushan and the soaring sea of clouds, and couldn't help but be fascinated and in a trance.

Lu Tiantian, who is accustomed to seeing the world, is much more normal, standing aside, slim.

Although the little girl was also a little excited when she first came to the holy land of Shushan, she was forced to be calm and calm because of her own Great Qin Hao clan and her identity as a genius disciple of Mofu.

"Haha! Brother Xiong, you really came to my Shushan!" Zhang Zixiu smiled when he saw Xiong Sifang.

"Of course, I'll have to call you Uncle Zhang in the future!" Xiong Sifang also laughed.

When he was in the school palace, Xiong Sifang was already very familiar with several of Lin Hu's juniors.

"Hurry up, also call me Uncle Gongsun to listen!"

Gongsun Qingzhi also came up and joked.

There has always been no distinction between men and women in this gate, only according to generations.

Lin Hu looked at the harmonious crowd and couldn't help but smile;

"This is Xiong Sifang, this is Lu Tiantian. The Quartet wants to come to worship my Shu Mountain, Tian Tian is a disciple of Mofu, and he is my friend with the Quartet. ”

"Haha! I finally have a disciple in Shushan who is a generation lower than us! I actually become a senior uncle!" Shao Yang laughed, and when he came up, he was about to pat Xiong Sifang on the shoulder, "Good nephew, call the teacher...... Huh?!"

Shao Yang stretched out his hand and slapped directly into the air, and the whole person was stunned for a while.

Xiong Sifang smiled, his smile did not change, and he only clasped his fist with his left hand and saluted: "Quartet to meet your uncles!"

The teenagers in Shushan immediately froze, and naturally noticed that there was something wrong with Xiong Sifang's right arm.

The smile on Lin Hu's face disappeared without a trace, and his face was slightly cold:

"Someone on the road attacked me with a secret arrow and tried to kill me. Quartet, in order to save me...... Right arm, gone. ”

Except for Xiong Sifang, who was still smiling disapprehantly, the young people in Shushan were all expressionless and silent.

At the foot of Shushan Mountain, there was a killing atmosphere.

"Who did it?

The first to speak out was Wan Tuhu, who had been standing quietly on the side before, his voice was heavy and murderous.

"I know who it is. Lin Hu shook his head, "However, I didn't let Uncle Song make a move, I have vowed to kill with my own hands." ”

Wan Tuhu nodded: "It should be so." What kind of cultivation is that person?"

"Open up the realm. Lin Hu said coldly.

"Senior brother," Wan Tuhu said in a flat tone, as if he should have taken it for granted, "I'll come." ”

"Senior brother, and me. Gongsun Qingzhi's willow eyebrows were upside down, full of anger.

"Don't forget me!" Shao Yang clenched his fists and his eyes blazing.

"And me!" Huo Ze's voice was like a thunderbolt, lightning and thunder.

"And me. "Zhang Zixiu is angry, bleeding and drifting.

Xiang Yuntian didn't say a word, just stepped forward, made a sword finger with his right hand, and bowed his head slightly.

"Okay!" Lin Hu nodded, "I had to count you! I don't want that person to wait too long!"

Lin Hu took two steps up the mountain road, turned around and faced the northeast, the direction of Tongshan Pass:

"A month later, Tongshan Pass, Zhu Wanglin!"

"Tongshan Pass, Zhu Wanglin!"

A group of teenagers responded in unison, and the sound shook Shushan!

Xiong Quartet's blood was boiling, he ripped off his cloak, did not hide his missing right arm, and roared in unison!

Lu Tiantian looked at these Shushan teenagers, and then at Lin Hu, the fear that had been soothed in the depths of his heart rose inexplicably!

This time, it was no longer because of Lin Hu's father, but because of Lin Hu himself......

......

In front of the Hidden Sword Pavilion in Shushan.

The entire Shu Mountain, including the Shu Mountain City, as well as the nearby nearby cities, have all arrived!

Purple, platinum, and blue, four-colored sword robes gathered.

Today is the big day of Shushan Sword Pavilion.

Shushan Sword Pavilion is the most important inheritance.

Recovering every lost inheritance has always been one of the most important missions of Shushan disciples!

And now, it is the day when the long-lost Illusory Sword will return to the Hidden Sword Pavilion!

Lin Hu, dressed in purple, knelt on one knee in front of the Hidden Sword Pavilion, holding the sword box above his head with both hands.

Behind him, there were five purple-robed sword cultivators!

Han Ke, Jiang Xing, Li Chu, Tian Ran, Song Wuji, the five sword masters who stayed in the land of Bashu, were all absent.

Han took a step forward, and his voice was solemn:

"Today, it is the time for my Shushan Divine Sword to return after forty years!

The five Heavenly Sword Masters and the hundreds of disciples behind them knelt on the ground in unison.

Everyone kowtowed to the Phantom Sword in unison.

"Goodbye to the previous Phantom Sword Masters!"

Second prostration!

"Get up!"

Everyone stood in unison.

"The divine sword returns to the pavilion, and the inheritance is immortal!"

Han Qi's sword pointed to the sky!

"The divine sword returns to the pavilion, and the inheritance is immortal!"

A group of Shushan disciples pointed their swords at the sky and shouted in unison!

This sword qi seems to be endless, crisscrossing the sky, piercing through the clouds and fog, covering the sky and the sun!

Ghosts and gods are easy, and the world is shocked!

The door of the Hidden Sword Pavilion opened.

The illusory sword that Lin Hu was holding let out a cheerful sword roar and floated in the air from the box.

The sword light in the Tibetan Sword Pavilion is overflowing, if the bird is in the forest, if the wanderer returns home!

With a "whoosh", the Phantom True Sword seemed to be impatient, and directly submerged into the Hidden Sword Pavilion.

Lin Hu stood up and bowed to the Tibetan Sword Pavilion with a group of Shushan disciples......

When the ceremony ended, everyone dispersed.

In front of the Hidden Sword Pavilion, only Brother Lin Hu and others stayed.

When a group of juniors and sisters arrived, Lin Hu was the first to speak: "What about Xixi? Why haven't you seen it all the time?" ”

"Senior brother, Senior Sister Xixi was sent out by Uncle Jiang, and she is not on Shu Mountain these days. Gongsun Qingzhi said.

Lin Hu breathed a long sigh of relief, as if relieved: "I don't want her to get involved......

He muttered for a while, and said;

"The one who attacked me this time was the general of Western Qin, a monk of the Open Realm who specialized in archery. His identity is sensitive, and it can only be us who can make a move. ”

The crowd was silent and listened.

"Now we are all in the Great Perfection of the Qi Induction Realm, and this is not enough. In a month's time, I want everyone to raise all the yuan!"

"Senior brother, how to do it?"

"Fight! To speed up the tempering of true qi, the only way is to fight!"

"For a month, we're going to keep fighting each other. Ah Hu, you and Xiang Yuntian. Qing Zhi, Shao Yang, Zi Xiu, Huo Ze, the four of you, fight with me. ”

The four of Shaoyang were moved together, but none of them spoke out against it.

Since the senior brother said so, he naturally has his considerations.

"This time, my immortal sword broke. Lin Hu turned to face the Hidden Sword Pavilion, "I have already obtained permission from several senior uncles. They said that if I could get the approval of the Tibetan sword, then I could take it out and borrow it. ”

"On that day, then I, Wang Lin, shot me three arrows, and the next time we meet, I will also return him three swords. ”

"Senior brothers, follow me into the pavilion!"

"No!"