Murphy and I stopped in place and confronted Hanwen Mountain again.

Han Wenshan's eyes were scarlet, floating in the air, and his robe was windless.

Damn, you can't beat it!

After just one move, I fully experienced the gap between myself and Hanwen Mountain.

Hanwen Mountain is consuming its own Taoism, playing with us!

I shouted helplessly, "Can you make peace?"

Now, it doesn't matter what the five decays and revenge are.

The important thing is that Murphy and I have to live.

Han Wenshan said frantically and angrily, "Do you think I will still believe your nonsense!?"

It's a pity that we have pit Hanwen Mountain so many times before, and now it has become a story of a wolf, and the credibility of the words is equal to zero.

The dust swept in again, and the stronger Murphy stood in front with his sword.

Whether it is strength or speed, she is more than a cut behind Han Wenshan.

The two sides fought, and Murphy could only barely resist, and there were more and more blood marks on his body that were scraped by the dust.

I can only hold the spirit stone in my hand, brew spiritual power, and throw out charms to support Murphy from time to time.

It's a pity that Sun Mingjin didn't come with us.

The three of us fought, Sun Mingjin, who had always been the most powerful and the strongest in defense, was at the front, and Murphy attacked in a roundabout way.

With these two trapping the enemy, I can brew powerful moves with peace of mind.

Murphy's attack is strong, but his defense and stamina are insufficient, and we can only delay each other for this battle.

If one side does not provide timely support, the other side will be injured.

As a result, none of us can condense powerful moves.

Poof-

Murphy was hit in the chest, and the whole person flew out in embarrassment.

Seeing that her head was about to hit the metal pipe in the wall, I jumped up and held her in the air.

The position of the collarbone in her chest collapsed slightly, and it should be a broken sternum.

The golden silk soft armor was scraped open, and if it weren't for this soft armor, Murphy would probably be dead.

Murphy stared behind me in horror and hissed, "Be careful!"

In the next moment, the dust in Han Wenshan's hand directly penetrated my Heavenly Spirit Cover.

"Hidden Dragon!"

At the last moment, my eyes were fixed on Murphy's sad expression.

Is that the end of it...... What an unwillingness!

My consciousness gradually became chaotic, and my whole person was muddy, as if I was in the amniotic fluid of the mother's womb, floating and fluttering.

"Hidden Dragon ......"

A familiar voice called out to me in my ears.

In the darkness, I opened my eyes violently.

In the endless nothingness, I stepped in the darkness, and in front of me stood a kind old man in a coarse linen robe and gray hair.

The moment I saw the familiar face of the old man, tears flowed out of my eyes irrepressibly.

"Grandpa!"

Grandpa's eyes were as deep as an ancient well, revealing care and love, "Child, you have grown up."

I choked up and looked up, "Grandpa, where have you been all these years?"

Grandpa smiled, "Grandpa, like you, is doing what he has to do."

"Hidden Dragon, grandpa has spied on you, today is your mortal calamity, and he has left the family heirloom Thousand Tempered Cold Iron Knife to prevent this calamity for you."

It dawned on me, and then I wondered.

"Grandpa, since the Qianxuan Cold Iron Knife was left to me by you, could it be that Hanwen Mountain is also your friend?"

Grandpa said earnestly, "This divine thought hidden in your body is left behind for eleven years."

"You are the chosen one, and your fate is not controlled by anyone, and grandpa can only guess about it."

"Do you know that our Zhuge family is famous for its cultivation, why do we pass on a treasure knife to our family?"

I've always wondered about this.

According to the reason, what has been passed down from the cultivation family is either a magic weapon, or a dust, a Taoist robe, or a talisman no matter how bad it is.

The inheritance of the big sword of the cultivator family is like a literary champion's family, and the heirloom is a pair of armor.

I shook my head, "I don't know."

Grandpa explained in a deep voice, "The Thousand Tempered Cold Iron Knife is not a weapon, but a thing to exercise the state of mind."

"What this knife needs is not spiritual power, nor physical strength, but a state of mind!"

"Where the state of mind goes, a thought opens the sky."

Thoughts can kill people?

When I was younger, I used to hear my grandfather tell bedtime stories.

There are some powerful immortals, and a single thought can kill people thousands of miles away.

I always thought it was just a story, but I didn't expect it to be such a move!

In the darkness, countless pale white lights condensed in the palms of Grandpa's hands, turning into the appearance of a thousand cold iron knives.

"Today, Grandpa taught you a trick of the Thousand Tempered Cold Iron Knife, which is called Breaking the Water Flow."

"This move can draw a knife and cut off the water, and the power is unpredictable."

The terrifying coercion was condensed on the aura blade condensed by Grandpa, and with one slash, the void in front of him was torn open with a huge opening.

What a strong move!

The torn void cracks were woven into countless rune fragments and burrowed into my mind.

Grandpa's moves began to be repeated in front of my eyes.

Every movement, every breath, is deeply etched in my mind.

In just a split second, I learned this trick to cut off the water.

The moment I learned the sword moves, the darkness around me began to slowly recede, and my grandfather's figure gradually dimmed.

Looking at my grandfather's doppelganger who was about to disappear, I was extremely reluctant.

"Remember, Hidden Dragon."

"Cutting off the flow of water is a narrow knife for cutting evil, and only virtuous people can hold it."

I opened my eyes again, and the time just stopped at the moment when Hanwen Mountain pierced my forehead with a whisk.

Strangely, my body was pierced, and I only felt the energy flowing quickly, but I didn't notice the pain!

Murphy, who was behind me, pulled me aside and dodged the attack.

Her eyes were sad, but when she saw my smooth forehead, she was dumbfounded.

"You're not hurt!?"

didn't kill me once, Han Wenshan was not surprised, just stared at me with a hideous and resentful expression.

When he exerted his strength to the extreme, the aura on his body made me feel very familiar.

At this moment, I finally understood everything!

Ghost Island, eerie dreams.

Suddenly appeared in Hanwen Mountain.

The body is getting weaker and weaker, and the body disappears out of thin air, and the truth has been revealed.

When Mother fought the monster on the ghost ship, no one noticed that the monster was not completely dead.

I remember the moment the monster was killed, I felt a yin wind rushing towards me, and then there was no movement.

The monster that disappeared is Hanwen Mountain!

It didn't die, but took the opportunity to lie dormant in the deepest part of my soul, quietly reading my memories.

That's why, Han Wenshan was able to know everything about me, and pretended to be my grandfather's old friend, and successfully deceived me.