"Get up, quickly beckon a few people to come and carry Lu Shaoxia and the injured inside. Xuan Weizi said with a worried face.

Although this battle was won, it was also a great loss of vitality. Since the imperial court has already sent a "shadowless guest", it is difficult to guarantee that there will be any "East Shadow Guest" and "West Shadow Guest" in the future, and it seems that it will be difficult to be quiet in the future.

Ling Xuozi has always seen the thoughts of his junior brother thoroughly, and with a glance at his appearance, he already knows seventy-seven-eighty-eight.

"After this battle, it is due to the calamity of my Daomen, and you don't have to blame yourself too much, junior brother. When today's chaos is not something that can be done by one person, you need to know how to advance and retreat, and be indifferent to gains and losses, so as to cultivate your own body. ”

After hearing this, Xuan Weizi was stunned and said: "I know the truth of what Senior Brother said. I just want my Wudang to be a century-old foundation, but now I am in such a situation with the imperial court, which is really emotional. ”

"Alas, the things of the world, how can there be a reason for long-term prosperity? All you and I can do is to do our best to survive Wudang. As for the general trend, let's look at the destiny of heaven. ”

Listening to the conversation between the two principals of the sect, all the Wudang disciples were sad. Among them, most of them have been able to urinate since they were young, and they have been practicing martial arts in the Xuanmiao Temple for more than ten years.

If this last pure land is trampled by the imperial court, then even if the world is big in the future, where will it be home?

Han Ning'er first carried Lu Qian and others into the back hall with the seven sons of Wudang to treat their injuries and settle down, and then returned to the main hall and met Ling Xuzi Dao Chief.

If it weren't for the fact that she asked the little Taoist priest Guangmuzi to take her with her to invite Ling Xuzi out of the customs at the critical moment, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

Don't look at today's Han Ning'er has grown into a big girl, she is like a flower and jade, very cute. But as an old friend of Han Taichong, the head of the Kunlun faction, Ling Xuzi still recognized her at a glance.

Uncle Ren and his nephew didn't expect that when they met again, they would meet again in this situation, and immediately said: "Child, this trip has hurt you, but it's a pity that my old brother is ...... Alas. ”

Ling Xuozi was halfway through his long words, and suddenly remembered the scene of playing chess and discussing Taoism with Han Taichong in the past, and he couldn't help but have a sour nose and shed tears.

Although Han Ning'er was also a little sad, after all, she still had to focus on the overall situation at the moment, so she comforted: "Dao Elder doesn't have to be too sad, I believe that if Daddy has a spirit under the spring, he must not want to see you like this for him." ”

After a while, Ling Xuzi wiped his tears with the sleeve of his robe, regrouped and said: "Having said that, your father and I are rare bosom friends in the world, and after this change, I am afraid that no one will be able to drink tea with me in the future." By the way, child, if there is turmoil today, how did you come here?"

Seeing that Ling Xuozi opened his mouth to ask, Han Ning'er repeated the matter of the Qingxu Divine Sword being snatched away by someone to him and Xuan Weizi one by one, and did not even miss a single detail during the period.

After hearing this, the two Dao Masters pondered for a long time, and finally it was Ling Xuzi who took the lead in speaking: "Child, this matter is very important, that Qingxu Divine Sword is the treasure of your Kunlun Town Sect, and it also hides a big secret. ”

"Oh? ”

When Han Ning'er heard this, she had already raised her heart to her throat, and it seemed that this trip to Wudang was not in vain.

It's a pity that Lu Gongzi is still injured and unconscious, and he can't help him record some important information by his side. It seems that this matter of the True Void Divine Sword has to rely on itself.

"I also heard your father say it by chance, the Qingxu Divine Sword is an ancient sword handed down by the head of Kunlun for generations, its blade is sharp, it can break all kinds of iron weapons, it is a rare treasure, needless to say. ”

"The key is that there is a picture hidden in the hilt of the sword, and it is said that if you can solve this picture, you can obtain a magic skill and look down on the heroes of the world. ”

"At first, I thought it was a joke made up by your father to coax me, until one day when I was reading the classics in the sect, I saw that this sword was also mentioned in the authentic works left by the ancestor of the Wudang Kai faction, and I realized that what your father said was true. ”

Han Ning'er nodded at the right time, and before she was about to ask, she saw Ling Xuzi stand up and say, "Child, you wait for me here for a while, and then I will take the record of that document and look at it with you." ”

After about a cup of tea, Ling Xuzi held a bundle of old bamboo slips from outside the hall and sat down again, spreading it out in front of Han Ning'er.

"You see, this line is. Ling Xuzi put one hand behind his back and pointed to the record of the Qingxu Divine Sword on the bamboo slip with the other.

With the doubts in her mind, Han Ning'er carefully read it in her heart. As the daughter of the head of the Kunlun faction, she has followed her father to learn piano, chess, calligraphy and painting since she was a child.

It turns out that this Wudang Records records the various sects and factions and many legendary divine weapons hidden in the world, and the Qingxu Divine Sword is also in these records.

According to what is said in the book, this sword is indeed the inheritance of the successive heads of the Kunlun faction, but now it has been lost in his own hands, which is really insulting to the ancestors.

Han Ning'er couldn't stop asking herself in her heart, while thinking about another question-who was the person who grabbed the sword?

She clearly remembered that when that person was fighting with Lu Qian, the moves he used were clearly the martial arts of the Kunlun faction.

And according to Daddy's rules for accepting apprentices, this kind of martial arts has never been passed on to outsiders, and ordinary people have no chance to see it, could it be that the person who grabbed the sword is his Kunlun colleague?

Thinking of this, Han Ning'er knew that it was clueless to speculate like herself, so it was better to ask Daoist Ling Xuzi, maybe he could get some useful information from him.

"Dao Chief, the person who took advantage of the chaos to take away the Qingxu Divine Sword that day was clearly Kunlun martial arts, I don't know what you think about this matter?"

"Uh...... After you said this, I remembered that the martial arts of the Kunlun faction have never been taught to outsiders, if it is really as you said, there is only one possibility for that person's identity!"

"Could it be that you mean ......" Han Ning'er saw that the truth was about to come out, and hurriedly said tentatively.

"Yes, exactly, I believe that with your ingenuity, you will definitely be able to find him out and recapture the Qingxu Divine Sword. ”

Ling Xuzi was just talking, when suddenly two little Taoist priests hurriedly ran up from outside, and they couldn't stop shouting: "Oh no, the real person in charge, go and take a look, the previous Lu Shaoxia ...... him"