After a little silence, he moved the head of the great master in the direction of the bed, and stretched it under the pillow. The movement was extremely slow, and the skin on the back of his hands and wrists could clearly feel the wheat husks stuffed in the pillow, and the thin withered hairs scattered on the pillow.

His fingers touched a hard object, and Fan Xian's fingertips touched it lightly, and he knew that it was a booklet wrapped in coarse cloth.

Closing his hand and taking out the booklet, Fan Xian did not immediately lift the coarse cloth, but looked at the booklet in a daze, confirming the speculation in his heart. This is a relic left by the Kuhe National Master, and he solemnly handed it to himself through the hand of the Sigu Sword...... It must be a rare treasure, and such a thin booklet, probably what is really valuable is what is recorded in the booklet.

Si Gu Jian didn't rush him, just looked at the corner calmly and indifferently, as if he wasn't by his side, like he hadn't reached behind his head before.

After all, Fan Xian couldn't help that strong curiosity, and lifted the cloth in front of Sigu Jian, and then saw the content inside—it was different from imagination, different from what Sigu Jian said, it was not a booklet.

Rather, two pamphlets.

Fan Xian shook his head and laughed, opened the booklet on it casually, and looked at those Tianyi supreme heart methods that were so familiar that they couldn't be more familiar and could be memorized backwards, and that helpless smile couldn't be hidden.

Before he died, Si Gu Jian personally instructed him about the knowledge of the mind and sword intent, and Kuhe never forgot to send Tianyi's mental method to himself before he died. Fan Xiandi's mouth was a little bitter. It seems that these old monsters of the old generation. It's a bunch of monsters, really. He actually pinned his last hope of resisting His Majesty the Great Qingguo Emperor on himself.

Before the Great Grandmaster left this world, he wanted to leave Emperor Qing with a strong enough enemy, and the enemies outside the Qing Kingdom were no longer to be feared. So this candidate must be selected from within Kyungkook.

Kuhe asked the second disciple to forcibly extend Chen Pingping's life and play chess pieces on Xiliang Road. It is to calculate the world after his death. Fan Xian, a young man, will definitely be cheaper with his father, because of the events of the year. Because of the current situation, there are some gaps in the ground that can be used by Northern Qi.

Sigu Sword gave Dongyi City both hands to Fan Xian. But it also put a big package on Fan Xian's back. It's heavy, it's heavy.

"You really look down on me. Fan Xian shrugged. His fingers gently tapped on the supreme mental method that Qingshan regarded as a treasure. said: "Or rather, you are too bold. Actually put the illusory hope. Placed on my earth. ”

"Your mother is from our Dongyi City, and I pin my hopes on you, it is a matter of course. Si Gu Jian said in a hoarse voice: "But the bitter lotus is a dead bald head." I was willing to give you a big gift, which was really a bit unexpected to me. ”

Fan Xian looked at Tianyi's mind and was stunned. Thinking about the bitter lotus when he was dying, I was afraid that I still thought that I had learned the land from Begonia. It's just an improved version of the Earth, Heaven, and One Heart Method. didn't know that Haitang was worried about his injuries and disregarded his teacher's life. The real Tianyi Inner Gate Mind Method was passed to him, and it was still in the distant past, in the distant Jiangnan.

I don't know what Begonia is doing on the grassland now, Hu Ge has already made a fuss over there. The civil strife in Xihu has risen, and she has no talent. Far away from the border of the Northern Qi Dynasty, it does not play a big role.

Before he died, Kuhe handed over the true Tianyi Mental Method to Fan Xian. Naturally, I want to gather the strength of several people. Create another great master in this world.

"It's too much to learn. Not necessarily a good thing. Fan Xian said.

Si Gu Jian glanced at him with slanted eyes, and said, "I know that you have already learned the things of the Qingshan Dynasty, and it seems that Kuhe has never met with you." So I didn't know this, and the booklet he gave me was really useless. ”

"However, this booklet is still of some use to the disciples of the Sword Ludi. Fan looked at him quietly. Of the four great masters in the world, only Kuhe and Sigu Sword recruited disciples, and they were good at teaching apprentices with Sigu Sword, and suddenly obtained the secret treasure of Tianyi. How can he not make great use of the teachings that are passed on to his disciples?

"It's for you, and it's the trust you put in me before the bald head died. Si Gu Jian said proudly: "I don't care to look at other things. ”

The corners of Fan Xian's lips curled slightly. Nodding. said: "If I don't tell you about Shijia Village, won't you give me this booklet?"

This may have been said in the heart of the sword. Si Gu Jian must judge how loyal Fan Xian is to Emperor Qingguo, and he may take care of Dongyi City. can finally make up your mind, and handing over the bitter lotus relics is naturally one of the determinations.

But this great master didn't admit this, he just said indifferently: "You have already studied this booklet, and I don't give it to you, what difference can it make?"

"But there's another one down there. Fan's eyes gradually calmed down, and he picked up the second booklet.

Staring at Si Gu Jian and asked, "The four great masters have been known in the world for a long time, and you don't bother to look at the Heavenly Sect." That's because you're very familiar with the exercises of the bitter lotus lineage. Knowing how to practice again, it is impossible to make a qualitative leap in Jianlu. But aren't you curious? The bitter lotus is solemnly handed over to you, and what is the booklet that is put together with the inner door of the heavens?"

The booklet was even thinner, only about twenty pages, Fan Xian pressed his palm on the booklet, looked at the sword with a smile, and waited for the other party's answer.

"Of course I'm interested, because I've never known what the dead bald head of the bitter lotus is capable of except for the rotten true qi that is used to grow flowers and trees. Si Gu Jian said in a hoarse voice: "What did you say earlier about learning miscellaneous? Of course, the miscellaneous is useful, even if you don't use it, you can refer to it." ”

"So you take a closer look. ”

Si Gu Jian did not deny it, and said indifferently: "I want to be a postman, and it is always okay to take a look." ”

After being silent for a long time, he looked at Jian and closed his eyes slightly and said, "It's a pity, I can't understand." ”

When he said this, Fan Xian had already opened the pamphlet below with curiosity, he was very interested in what was written in it, and then when he opened the thin pages. But he was disappointed.

Looking around, the sword couldn't understand anything. Fan Xian naturally couldn't understand it. In terms of the realm of martial arts and the spirituality of comprehension, Fan Xian was too far behind this great master, and he looked at the strange words and strange combinations of words on the page of the book in disappointment. stared at it, but didn't understand anything.

"Prima Victor. Puri Dog ......"

Amo ......"

"Devisi ......"

......

......

The sky above the sword house has all darkened, only the distant earth and sea are still shining with dark blue glow, and after reflecting on the land, the dark blue has faded to gray.

A long time has passed.

Fan Xian sighed and put the booklet down. He was thinking about the method left by Kuhe. If you don't understand it, you can also refer to each other with the Sigu Sword. After all, a monster like a great grandmaster, if one dies, there will be one less, and this is an opportunity to ask for a bitter lotus relic from the Sigu Sword. It can't be anymore. At least there is no longer a chance in this world.

However, he was helpless to find that he didn't even have the possibility to ask questions, because every word was so weird, and the combination was so illogical.

The old and the young sat and slept in the room. In fact, they were all thinking about the last booklet that Kuhe left behind.

Si Gu Jian suddenly opened his eyes, a trace of doubt surged in his eyes, and he said slowly: "Three years on the top of the mountain, the bitter lotus once compared a hand style. ”

Mountaintop. Naturally, it is the top of Daito Mountain. That Grandmaster Battle of the Stormy Meeting. I can hear that. Fan Xian's heart suddenly moved, and he listened carefully, but after looking around and coughing twice.

Silence fell again.

"What kind of hand is that?" Fan Xian asked with a frown.

"It should be...... Western Land Spells?" The rare Sigu Sword was also not confident, because in his opinion, in the hearts of all the martial artists on this continent, Western Earth Spells and the cultivation of this kind of spell Earth Mage. It's all the chicken ribs of the chicken. With the strength of the bitter lotus realm, how could he spend time cultivating such a useless thing?

Then after hearing this, Fan Xian was blessed to his heart. His palms slowly clasped together in front of his chest, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face. He shook his head uncontrollably and sighed with a smile, "I know what is written on this." ”

"What is it?"

"Western characters, but directly with our words by syllables. Fan Xian shrugged his shoulders and said, "I used this method when I was about seven years old, but I didn't expect Master Kuhe to use such a naïve method as a bullish person." ”

Of course, what makes Fan Xian think of this is not only those strange words, but also the familiarity of Western-style translated novels. It's not just because he used to practice hard to feed your mother with three pieces of meat back then, but more importantly, because he thought of a novel he had read in his previous life.

Written by Mr. King. About the Nine Yin True Scripture and Guo Jing's fool. Uri discredited the human skin.

......

......

Si Gu Jian frowned and said, "Western characters, is it really some kind of magic thing? What is the use of bullshit." ”

"Who knows?" Fan Xian had a headache. Looking at the two booklets on the ground in the palm of his hand, he thought for a while, put them into his arms seriously, and said, "Master Kuhe left it to me, it must still be of some use. ”

"Don't put your spirit on these useless things. Si Gu Jian opened his mouth and said, he still maintained a congenital disdain for the wild things in the West, which was probably the natural contempt of advanced civilizations to backward civilizations.

"Eclectic, take-it-or-leave-it. Fan Xianying said: "Who knows what benefits I will have after learning." ”

"Can you read all this nonsense?" Si Gu Jian frowned for the first time, and looked at Fan Xian in a slight daze, this booklet has been in his hands for more than two years, although he inherited the pride of the great grandmaster, he did not peek at Tianyi's mental method, but for this ghost-like booklet he still studied for a long time, he also wanted to know, what is the deep meaning of such a thing left by Kuhe, but no matter how he studied, there was no progress, if it was a Western language, but Si Gu Jian was in charge of Dongyi City, and the officials and people in the city mostly dealt with foreigners, but he had not heard of any foreigners saying this kind of language。

Fan Xian smiled and said, "I also have to guess slowly, I learned some before, but I almost forgot it." ”

Yes, the pamphlet left by Kuhe, the words on it are Italian, and the foreigners who deal with Qingguo and Dongyi City are basically a kind of Spanish or English after transformation, Fan Xian has not studied it very seriously, anyway, it is roughly the same thing.

Fan Xian studied Italian, and took it as a sophomore in his previous life.

Is this a coincidence or fate?

......

......

All the things have been said and done, and the things that Sigu Jian needs to explain and hand over have already been done with Fan Xian. Fan Xian stood up from the side of the bed, and when he was about to leave the room, he suddenly lowered his eyes slightly, and asked seriously: "I still don't understand why you chose me." ”

Ye Qingmei is indeed half a Dongyi person, but it is obvious that she put more effort into Qingguo back then, and anyone who has seen the picture of the woman in the yellow shirt frowning at the river embankment will think so. Just because of the so-called household registration, don't you need a reason to put the free existence of the entire Dongyi City on Fan Xian's body, and on this young magnate of Qingguo who has made Dongyi City suffer countless blood losses?

Si Gu Jian said: "The so-called people have no ringworm, and they can't be handed over." I have judged that you have no heart for the world, so you cannot achieve great things. However, there are no more than two people, one is a saint and the other is a dummy. ”

"You're a ringworm-free man. Si Gu Jian continued: "But after Dadong Mountain, as far as I am concerned, you have suddenly given birth to some true temperament...... It's just that it's been hidden very deeply. So I think you're going to go the way of the former. ”

"Can there be such a person in this world who does not act for his own selfish interests, the selfish interests of a country, but only for the peace of his own mind?"

Si Gu Jian looked at him indifferently: "There was one before, I hope there will be one in the future, if the bet is wrong, then it is wrong, I don't care." A dying man is always the bravest gambler. ”

Fan Xian was silent for a long time, then walked out of the quiet room, walked to the side of the sword pit, and saw Wang Shisanlang, who was crying silently and wiping his tears with his sleeve like a child.

The thousand swords in the pit are cold.

Wang Shisanlang glanced at him and walked into the quiet room, and after a while, all the disciples of the Sword House walked into the quiet room solemnly, including Yun Zhilan, no one made a single sound, and no one looked at Fan Xian next to the sword pit.