Li Chungou is not dead,

He was saved.

And the person who saved him was the old man who was making tea outside Qingzhou City.

Maybe it's also his fate,

Although Xu Xin slashed at his body, it did not kill him immediately.

And he fainted from excessive blood loss,

And the old man who made tea also rushed to Li Chungou's house before dawn and found Li Chungou's mother and son lying in a pool of blood.

"Uncle Gou, did you save me?" ，

Li Chungou opened his eyes, he was in pain all over his body,

He saw a familiar figure standing in front of his bed.

"Your kid's life is really big, and you didn't die after so many knives on your body."

An old and deep voice came into Li Chungou's ears.

"What about my mother, how is she?"

Li Chungou asked weakly to the familiar figure.

He thought of the horrific scene of the previous night, a scene he will never forget.

"Mourn, your mother has passed away."

The familiar figure sighed,

Said to Li Chungou.

And Li Chungou's eyes couldn't help but open, and his eyes showed a sad and indignant look.

His lips squirmed a few times, but he didn't say a word.

At this time, his face was also crisscrossed with bloody scars.

Li Chungou is like a walking corpse,

But he couldn't make a sound,

This was a sign of grief to the extreme, and he found that he couldn't even shed a tear.

"If you want to cry, just cry, maybe it will feel better after crying."

The old man looked at Li Chungou, whose eyes turned from grief to emptiness, and he persuaded him kindly.

"Uncle Gou, thank you",

Li Chungou said this sentence for no reason, but the old man was slightly stunned.

This descendant would greet himself every day when he passed by his tea stall.

His temperament is also honest and generous,

But he didn't expect what happened to Li Chungou's family, which would make a kind-hearted descendant become so indifferent and indifferent.

Gou Fugui didn't ask,

He knew that Li Chungou's family must have had an unbelievable encounter last night, and he also looked at Li Chungou's wounds with his mother.

Who is it that is so cruel,

The scars on Li Chungou's old mother were even more shocking to him, and every knife was so crazy that it was suffocating.

What a hatred this is,

It actually happened to a weak old woman, the knife technique was disorganized, and it was obviously angry.

The same is true of Li Chungou's body, and the person who slashed him is also carrying endless anger and hatred.

Gou Fugui knows very well that Li Chungou and his mother are people, and they are usually honest and will not easily offend anyone.

And those dozens of knives were filled with great anger and hatred.

The perpetrator was obviously an ordinary mortal, and if it was a martial cultivator, one sword would be enough.

Li Chungou's eyes were hollow, without the slightest emotional fluctuation.

If time could be reversed, he would definitely not save the daughter of the Xu family.

But where there is time to rewind, there is no regret medicine,

He can only accept the reality and accept the reality that his mother was crazy hacked to death by the daughter of the Xu family.

Gou Fugui's medicine is very effective,

There is a cold feeling on my body,

And the sharp pain in his body began to subside like a tide.

"You have lost too much blood, you should not move much, you should lie down in bed well, I will deal with your mother's funeral."

The old man said to Li Chungou, whose eyes were blank on the bed,

With that, he left the dilapidated house full of blood.

Above the wilderness, there is another lonely grave.

It was a lonely grave made of fresh dirt, with no tombstones.

There was not even a piece of paper money, and there was only a scarred posterior in front of the lonely grave who could not kneel.

The face of the descendant is also a criss-crossing scar,

It's particularly hideous and terrifying.

And in front of him was an old man in cloth.

"Are you sure you don't want to report it?"

The old man looked at the offspring who couldn't kneel for a long time,

He couldn't help but ask again in confusion.

Murder pays for life, but Li Chungou has no intention of reporting to the official.

"Uncle Gou, let's go back."

Li Chungou finally got up, and he whispered to Gou Fugui.

At this time, there was no sadness on his face, perhaps because his face was ruined, and the expression on his face could not be seen at all.

"Let's go",

The old man still clutched a hoe stained with dirt in his hand,

He carried the hoe on his shoulder, but Li Chungou followed him silently.

"Da Geng Jin Gang Sword Array" uses seventy-two long swords as a formation,

Guided by divine consciousness,

The sword array rises and the heavens and the earth are destroyed,

This sword array can kill immortals and poke gods, and the power is incomparable.

This is the master introducing himself to the power of the "Da Geng Jin Gang Sword Array",

And Ding Xiaoyi took the ancient scroll handed over by Huang Tianba, and he hurriedly opened the scroll and looked at it.

However, to his disappointment,

This is only a sword array composed of only thirty-six long swords, and it is still a broken sword array.

Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but have some disappointment in his heart,

But after he carefully read the mantra of the sword array and the essentials of the array,

Only then did he know that this was not a perfect "Da Geng Jin Gang Sword Array",

The power is naturally much smaller than the real 'Da Geng Jin Gang Sword Formation'.

It is rumored that the real sword array can slaughter gods and kill immortals,

The sword array is together, going up to the sky and into the earth, and the power is endless.

However, the power of the sword array described in this scroll in his hand was obviously much smaller.

"This sword array was also inadvertently obtained by an ancestor of the Huang family, and my Huang family has no disciple of kendo talent, if this sword array continues to be hidden by my Huang family, it will definitely disgrace its reputation."

Huang Tianba showed a bitter and helpless expression on his face, and he explained to Ding Xiaoyi.

When Ding Xiaoyi heard this, he was also relieved, the Huang family did not have a junior who had the talent to cultivate the sword formation.

Especially let this sword array continue to be dusty in the Huang family,

It's better to dedicate this sword array to a cultivator with extremely high kendo talent, so that he can also sell a favor.

"Senior Huang, you can condense a few sword spirits",

Ding Xiaoyi asked Huang Tianba curiously,

To form a sword formation, a sword spirit must be condensed, and this sword spirit also has a unique formula and exercises.

"The old man's talent is limited, he can only condense ten sword spirits, and the old man's strength is also limited, but he can't give full play to the power of these ten sword spirits. You also know that when facing the Xu Family Ancestor, the power of this set of sword formations was already extreme. ”

And after listening to Huang Tianba's words, Ding Xiaoyi was also silent,

He also saw the battle between Huang Tianba and the ancestor of the Xu family.

He always thought that the lack of power of this sword array was due to Huang Tianba's insufficient cultivation.

But after he finished reading the introduction of this sword formation.

Only then did he know that he not only had to cultivate, but also had the talent of comprehension on the sword array.

One is indispensable,

And the old man of the Huang family also made a fatal mistake,

The condensing sword spirit controls the sword array, but in fact, the sword array is to use the real sword to exert its true power.

The old man of the Huang family just condensed the sword spirit, but did not put out the real sword array.

He only relied on the sword spirit to form this sword array, but he ignored the real long sword.

Maybe the old man of the Huang family has taken the wrong path, for the talent of kendo,

Ding Xiaoyi can be said to be one in a thousand, and his master is also a real sword immortal.

"Senior, why don't you use a real sword to form this sword formation, why do you only use the sword spirit to urge this sword formation?"

Ding Xiaoyi expressed his doubts, he felt that the old man of the Huang family would not make such a mistake.

"The ability is limited, the real sword will eat the people who set up the formation, and the old man has limited strength and can't really control these swords, so he can only retreat to the secondary."

Huang Tianba's face showed an embarrassed expression, and Ding Xiaoyi reacted at this time.

The sword has a double edge,

One blade against the enemy, and the other blade hurts itself,

If you can't control the long sword in your hand as you like, it's easy to backfire on you.

"Senior, junior burn this sword array, this scroll is still left in the Huang family",

Ding Xiaoyi took out several jade slips from the Qiankun bag.

He placed the jade slip on top of the ancient scroll,

A few quarters of an hour later, a layer of pure light shone on the jade slip,

Ding Xiaoyi put those jade slips into his Qiankun bag.

"Replica Jade Jane!" ，

Huang Tianba saw that the jade slip in Ding Xiaoyi's hand glowed with a layer of pure light,

He took a hard breath of cold air, he had also heard of this kind of legendary replica jade slip.

And he had never seen this kind of jade slip, which could reproduce any exercises or other information.

If you want to see the contents of that jade slip, you can see it with just one thought.