Since Jing Yuan left, Jing Chu has been holding that sword, the sword called Zhuanzhu.

This sword is the sword of Jingyuan refining, and he can naturally feel the state of his master.

Xu Changan, Li Daoyi, Jing Chu and Xiaobai are getting closer and closer to Tiejian Mountain, and the weather is getting hotter and hotter.

Three people and one cat are like being in a big furnace.

Although Xu Changan had been here once before, he was sheltered by Ji Qiuyang at that time, so he naturally didn't have a lot of feelings.

This time, he really felt the heat of this Iron Sword Mountain.

There was no village at the foot of the mountain, but the people of Tiejian Mountain still built a few grass huts. Iron Sword Mountain, although the name has "Iron Sword", but the swords on the mountain are not ordinary, in addition to the ancient sword, their Iron Sword Mountain weapons are the most sophisticated, even the Lingyin Temple of Buddhism will have high monks to come to ask for weapons such as demon pestles.

But the big sects have the rules of the big sects.

Shushan does not allow people to land directly with the sword, and the same is true for Tiejian Mountain, and if there are no special circumstances every month, only the first and fifteenth days of the new year are allowed to go up the mountain.

If someone comes to ask for a sword, unless it is like Ji Qiuyang, otherwise, he can only wait at the foot of the mountain until the first or fifteenth day of the new year, and only then can he go up the mountain.

The outer mountains of Shushan also allow the people at the foot of the mountain to enter and exit, because the survival of Shushan depends on the background of the outer disciples on the one hand, and on the other hand, they also have some land at the foot of the mountain, which needs the help of the people to cultivate and trade food with the people. But Tiejian Mountain is different, they rely on the method of forging, as long as someone asks for a sword, they Tiejian Mountain will not lack silver taels and materials.

Previously, because the demon clan attacked Tiejian Mountain, the grass hut that used to be like a city has now become empty.

Li Daoyi knew the rules of Tiejian Mountain, so he had already chosen a date, as long as it was tomorrow, Tiejian Mountain would open the mountain and allow outsiders to enter, and the disciples would also go out of the mountain to purchase goods.

Tonight, the three of them and one cat slept all night in the grass hut at the foot of the mountain.

After Jing Yuan left, Jing Chu kept scolding, but Xu Changan knew in his heart that Jing Chu actually missed Jing Yuan a little.

Missing his enemy? It feels impossible to say, but Jing Chu at this time is like this, he doesn't know what happened to him, it's true that he hates Jing Yuan, but it's also true that he misses him at this time.

Xu Changan knew that although Jing Chu had a hard mouth, in the final analysis, he was just a kind child with a hard mouth.

Otherwise, when they fell off the cliff, Jing Chu would not have walked more than ten kilometers with Jing Yuan on his back, and only then did he meet him and Li Daoyi.

It's always so strange to be human.

Jing Yuan, who was supposed to cut down the grass and eradicate the roots, left a living mouth, and Jing Chu, who was supposed to take revenge, gave up the opportunity to take revenge.

Although Jing Chu pulled out the sword, he never practiced it, let alone asked Xu Changan about the method he wanted to practice.

Jing Yuan had seen Jing Chu's qualifications at the beginning, he was not a genius, but he was also a middle-aged person, and there was no problem in cultivating to the Grandmaster realm, if he wanted to go further, he needed great luck.

However, for an Assassin, the Grandmaster rank was sufficient.

As long as they lurk well, even the Grand Master may become their prey.

Jing Chu didn't ask, and Xu Changan didn't say either.

Tomorrow is the night of the full moon, and Xu Changan puts more of his mind on the heart burner.

Ji Qiuyang helped him ask for a place to enter the incineration furnace, but the Iron Sect Master put forward a condition, for Tie Caiyi, Xu Changan just treated her as a junior sister. Before he experienced the snowy mountains, he still refused, not to mention that now that Wang Zihan has done so many things for him, he will not agree.

The night is late, and although it is only fourteen now, the moon is also exceptionally bright.

He stepped out of the hut, sat down on the stone, looked up at the moon, and sighed softly.

Three or four years ago, he was a little kid in Weicheng, thinking about how to avoid Uncle Shi and go to listen to Mr. Shi's storytelling. At that time, even if he dared to think about it, he couldn't have imagined that he would be able to become a little marquis three or four years later, and he could experience so much, and the hope of the human race was placed on him.

He thought of the people he met along the way, and it was like a dream.

Xu Changan patted his face gently, hoping that everything was a dream.

He did not leave Weicheng, Wang Zihan did not leave Shushan, Li Yishan still managed the library in the outer mountains, Xuanyuan Chutian did not self-immolate, the little master was still in the bamboo building outside Chang'an City, Ji Qiuyang's predecessors continued to repent under the temple, and Zeng Fuzi also wrote books and biography in the academy, everything has not changed, everything is as peaceful and calm as before, how good it would be.

Xu Changan lowered his head, and soon his eyes were full of determination, and he raised his head to look at the moon.

Since this world has chosen him, then he can't let this world down!

As for going up the mountain tomorrow, if the Iron Sect Master is still the same as before, then he can only see the moves.

Speaking from his heart, if he was the sect master of Iron Sword Mountain, he might not let himself use the heart burner.

Because of his father, Tiejian Mountain couldn't go down the mountain for more than ten years, and Chen Guizhi's predecessors were also for themselves, and they didn't know whether they were alive or dead.

The two fathers and sons of their Xu family actually owe a lot to Tie Jian Mountain. But if it was because of this, he had to let him marry Tie Caiyi, which he would never be able to do.

At this moment, Li Daoyi's snoring came over.

Xu Changan looked at the grass shed, and after Jing Chu screamed, he suddenly woke up.

When he screamed, Li Daoyi woke up, looking at the two of them and a cat surrounding him, Jing Chu wiped the sweat on his forehead, and he didn't care about anything, his eyes flickered a little, so he could only grit his teeth and say: "I dreamed, I dreamed that a boy in brocade killed him with a sword!"

"Who killed whom?" Li Daoyi immediately woke up and his eyes widened.

As the successor of Tianji Pavilion, he is particularly sensitive to these news. If it weren't for the cause and effect between these people and Xu Changan, he would have been able to know the whole story with a finger count, but now, he could only be like a woman in the village, his eyes widened, waiting for Jing Chu's next step.

Jing Chu didn't want to mention that name, so he could only point to the long sword he put aside and say, "He!"

Looking at the Zhuzhu he pointed to, the two of them suddenly realized.

"I dreamed that under a city wall, a boy in brocade killed him, and it rained heavily!"

As he spoke, he saw that the long sword suddenly shook, and the long sword that was originally shining in the moonlight became dim, and the momentum of the long sword also decreased.

The three of them were stunned and looked at the long sword.

Li Daoyi didn't think much about it, so he muttered: "It's true, people, it's gone!"

When Jing Chu heard this, his face changed abruptly.

......

Chang'an, rainy night.

Lin Haotian was carrying a long sword, blood fell from the tip of the sword, and a corpse fell in the rain.

Covered in heavy rain and with a sad look on his face, he turned to the city gate and took out a silk handkerchief to wipe the blood remaining on his sword.

There was grief in his voice.

"Brother, I'm sorry. ”