In the Valley of the Buried Sword, everyone looked at the young man in short shirt and the woman in black who had gone and returned.

The old department of the Si family, together with the masked man trapped in the middle, were a little puzzled, all guessing that there was something wrong outside the valley?

Brother Wang was the first to ask: "But there is someone outside the valley to stop you?" ”

Lin Manliu shook his head in remarks, and then repeated everything that had happened outside the valley to everyone before.

And in the process of telling, the short-shirted young man also raised his own doubts, why did the disciples of the Buried Sword Valley stationed outside not know the situation in the valley?

As he spoke, he looked at the more masked men in the middle of the crowd, who also looked at him.

At this time, although the masked man was still very weak, he was much better than before, and he was already able to meditate and pranayama on his own under the restraint of the rope.

"It's normal for little friends to be suspicious, but here I will also explain to you the ins and outs of this matter..."The masked man spoke.

As he spoke, he looked at the woman in black with her eyes slightly closed, and there was more in her eyes, although she was still remorse and helpless, but she was also a little more relieved.

Lin Manliu also helped the master to sit down, and waited with everyone for the masked man's next words.

Just as Eleven and the old Si clan thought, the masked man was the "whereabouts unknown" Sword Casting Peak Mountain Master - Si Yan.

Under his telling...

In the winter of the second year of Shengyang, he received a secret report about the violent death of his father Si Xuan.

Then Si Yan led his disciples to leave the Sword Casting Peak, but before they left the area of Qianzhong, they were robbed by bandits.

At first, they were able to deal with it smoothly, but every time they fended off the bandits, they would be harassed by the bandits again before they had been out for half a day.

In this way, no matter how strong Si Yan and his disciples were, they would not be able to resist the repeated incursions of thieves after all.

During this period, a message was sent to Sword Casting Peak, but no news was sent back until the end...

In the end, under the cover of his disciples, only Si Yan broke out of the encirclement.

In order to find out the cause and take revenge, he had to live, and began to flee south.

But those bandits were like following him all the time, and they would attack and injure Si Yan every six hours.

Later, he realized that the comer was not only trying to torture him to death, but must have other plans.

Combined with the secret report he received earlier, Si Yan could probably guess that there was a secret son of the other party in the Sword Casting Peak, and he deliberately designed to achieve a certain demand.

After thinking about it, he no longer fled to the location of the Sword Casting Peak, but left marks along the way, waiting for a Sword Casting Peak disciple to find out.

But in the winter snow, the half-month-long escape still failed to let him escape the pursuit of the thieves, and he couldn't wait for the help of Sword Casting Peak.

Finally, when he arrived at the bank of the Yizhou River, Si Yan knew that there was no way out, so he wanted to fight to the death.

At that time, he only had regret in his heart, he failed to die with his disciples at the beginning, and he failed to watch the young girl in his family grow up.

When the blade in his hand was shattered and he fell to the ground from exhaustion, those bandits still couldn't kill and couldn't retreat.

Si Yan still remembered that day by the river, the sky was full of wind and snow, and the ground was stained with blood and white mud.

On the countless corpses, it was him, the unfinished Sword Casting Peak Mountain Master, and his unfinished father.

Si Yan had to close his eyes and wait for death with hatred...

Later, he was already dead, but when he opened his eyes again, he found that he was in this Valley of Buried Blades.

He wanted to go out and see what was going on.

But before he had taken a few steps, he heard a strange sound that pierced his heart, beating and shocking his heart.

When he took a closer look, he found that it was actually the deepest part of the Buried Sword Valley, and all around him were the unborn four-sword imitation swords in the sword house.

The strange sound came from the collision of the blades, and he tried to take a step forward in pain, only to be forced back.

At that time, after pondering, he felt that he should first cultivate and then find a way to find a valley.

In the beginning, as he thought, as long as he moved his body slightly, whether it was collecting morning snow water for preserved fruits, or walking out for more than 50 steps, he was still within his bearing.

But all this calm was broken after half a month.

From the outside of the Valley of the Buried Sword, more than a dozen people entered, and they also appeared in the valley dressed in black and masked.

Si Yan lifted the imitation sword beside him and prepared to fight with it.

But the comer did not approach the deepest part of this Buried Sword Valley at all, but began to speak sarcastically with a lofty attitude.

"Did Lord Sishan ever think that one day he would be imprisoned in his own sword shrine?"

"I wanted to meet my boss before, but it was too difficult, but I can see you at any time in the future..."

"I do have some news about the violent death of the old mountain master, but why should I tell you?"

Listening to the man's words at that time, Si Yan endured the pain caused by the strange sound, and was about to attack and kill the man on the spot with a sword by his side.

But before he threw the imitation sword out, the other black-clothed people behind the man all shot with the sword momentum of the Sword Casting Peak.

The sword is flying lonely!

Throwing all the abandoned swords on their sides to Si Yan's side, he had no choice but to hold the sword to resist.

But when these imitation swords collided with the imitation swords in Si Yan's hand, the pain that shocked his heart became even more serious, and the feeling of powerlessness began to erode his arms.

Si Yan had no choice but to hide deeper, where there was an extremely simple sword-casting platform, just enough to be used to hide his body.

But he can only protect Si Yan from being injured by the blade...

The leader said loudly: "Lord Sishan, in the future, just hide in this eternal buried sword valley!" ”

Then the rest of the black-clothed people made a move and changed, and all the imitation swords in their hands struck at the imitation swords around Si Yan.

Whenever these blades collided, the strange sound would intensify, starting with the blockage of the heart pulse at the beginning, and finally beginning to erode Si Yan's consciousness.

By the time he had fallen into madness, two months had passed.

Whenever he stepped out of the swordsmithing platform not long after, someone would throw a blade at his location, not even thinking about hurting his body.

Si Yan also thought about resisting or forcibly breaking through, but at that time, he couldn't even take more than 50 steps.

The moment before he was unconscious, he should have seen the leader again.

The other side smiled at him, there is no time to play with you in the future, so let's stay here alone and be a madman...

Later, as Lin Manliu, Eleventh and others saw, he became a mad man wandering in the Valley of the Buried Sword, the walking dead...

After listening to the words of the mountain lord, the old Si clan present all hid their faces and wept.

When they knew that the mountain lord was still alive, their hearts were full of joy, but who could be happy to see the mountain lord's current appearance and learn of his tragic past?

Eleven looked at the tragic situation of her father in front of her, she didn't cry even though her eyes were red, she just clasped her hands on her knees.

There was only a determined look on her pale face, and she couldn't show her weakness in front of everyone at this moment.

Lin Manliu looked at the master's face and said loudly: "Just give it to Manliu in the future!" ”

The woman in black nodded, and the young man in the short shirt walked towards Si Yan.

Lin Manliu said: "According to the previous words of the predecessors, it is as early as the second year of Shengyang that someone wanted to harm the Sword Casting Peak..."

Si Yan nodded slightly and said, "That's right, and even if I fall unconscious in the future, I can sense who I have come into contact with and what I have done... I haven't seen any Sword Forging Peak disciples here, including Qiao Bo..."

The meaning of this Sword Casting Peak Mountain Lord is very clear.

From the young man's words before, he learned about the suspicion of the disciples of the Buried Sword Valley, including Qiao Bo, so he could only explain it to himself as the object of the young man's suspicion.

"How can the seniors ensure that those who have harmed you can close the ears and eyes of the disciples of the Buried Sword Valley and move freely in the valley?"

"This point still needs to be checked with Qiao Bo in the future, but I am sure that it is definitely not the work of the people who forged the Sword Peak and buried the Sword Valley..."

Lin Manliu didn't continue to be verbose, and asked directly: "Why?" ”

Si Yan laughed miserably: "In the past, when I was casting Sword Peak, although there were many disciples in both places, I could also remember all their names and appearances in my heart..."

Brother Wang also replied: "That's right, the mountain lord is still young, and he can write down all the disciples in the sect, as well as the hidden swords in the sword house!" ”

When the short-shirted boy heard this, he had to clench his fists and speak: "The younger generation is negligent in his words, hug his fists..."

Si Yan said: "It's okay, Xiaoyou continues to talk!" ”

As he spoke, he glanced at Eleven behind the young man, and the woman in black noticed it and stroked the hair between her sideburns.

"When you go through the training, the disciples you accept..."

The masked man nodded in satisfaction and looked at Lin Manliu again.

The young man in the short shirt said: "When we were in Yuezhou before, we received news about the sword appreciation accident, and in the March before the sword appreciation conference, Xun Han Mountain had a move..."

In the follow-up search for the enemy's cold mountain, the authenticity of the news at that time was also confirmed.

The Lord of the Cold Seeking Mountain, Tu Dou, or some of the elders in the Cold Seeking Mountain, had all participated in the murder of the Sword Forging Peak.

Lin Manliu also informed Si Yan of the conspiracy in Xunhan Mountain and the follow-up results.

The masked man did shake his head and sighed, "If this is the case, you really shouldn't continue to investigate... You shouldn't have come looking for me..."

Regarding Si Yan's reaction, the short-shirted boy was not surprised.

Because from his previous memories, Lin Manliu was faintly aware that the person who murdered him had nothing to do with Xunhan Mountain.

Even the purpose of the two is different...

The people who chased and killed Si Yan should want to forge the Sword Peak to mess with itself, only destroy its foundation, and let the big trees fall everywhere.

And the person who planned to appreciate the sword accident was to let the four swords fall into the rivers and lakes, causing the rivers and lakes to compete and then the southern land to chaos.

However, between the two, there are some different ways to the same end, because the biggest beneficiaries are pointing in the same direction.

Whether it is the slaughter of evil or the driving force behind the evil, it is all contributing to this result.

After Si Yan listened, he was silent for a long time, and finally looked at everyone.

"Things have come to this point, the fact that I am not dead will only bring more changes to Sword Casting Peak, and the matter of verifying with Qiao Bo can only be postponed..."

Lin Manliu nodded and responded: "Indeed, if those who have a heart know that their predecessors are sober, then they will only speed up the completion of what has not been done before!" ”

Brother Wang, who was on the side, said: "We are also hiding here, at least protect the mountain lord first?" Follow-up with the mountain lord to secretly escape from this place? ”

This idea came out of his mouth, and was rejected by Si Yan.

"The disciples stationed outside are all suspicious of the situation in the valley, and they will always attract the attention of those people, and I can't leave... You should leave as soon as possible! ”

Lin Manliu said: "There are more than predecessors in the valley..."

Si Yan asked aloud, "What do you mean?" ”

The short-shirted young man turned to look at the master, and said, "I don't know if the apprentice guessed correctly, the next volume is not annotated by the book, but these abandoned swords in the valley and the sword momentum of the Sword Casting Peak?" ”

When the woman in black heard this, she smiled.

Si Yan also laughed, Eleven nodded, and whispered in his mouth: "Our little man six is smart!" ”

The reason why the boy thinks this way is that he can be sure of one thing, the so-called "Mixed Yuan Weapon Spectrum: Volume II" master and the old liar must have seen it.

But the old liar was obviously not familiar with this place, and even if the master dictated the contents to him, he would not have the same situation in the main hall that day, and did not care about the safety of the previous scroll.

That can only prove one point, this volume is not a physical book, but the abandoned sword in this Buried Sword Valley, and the sword momentum that every disciple of Sword Casting Peak has learned.

Lin Manliu opened his mouth and said: "In the future, we may need to grieve the seniors to stay in the valley for some time, we can release the news, take out the next volume from the Buried Sword Valley, and prepare to stay here for a while..."

Eleven answered: "Then wait for Fengbai and them to return from southern Xinjiang, and then they will answer us!" ”

The master's words are only half spoken, and the rest is naturally for the disciples to speak.

Lin Manliu continued to speak: "Presumably, the Snow Marquis still needs to send someone to accompany him, so when he returns to Hangzhou in the future, no one will disturb him..."

Eleven said again: "There is no need to worry about what the Snow Marquis thinks in his heart, in the future, he will have to get in touch with Yijian Villa, and he will have to carry it on our journey!" ”

Looking at the singing and harmony of the master and apprentice, together with Si Yan's old department, they all laughed dumbly.

Si Yan opened his mouth and asked, "Did you learn it all from that yellow-haired boy?" ”

As soon as these words came out, the woman in black stopped speaking and looked away, as if she was angry?