() If it weren't for reading the secret documents of the Tianshu Pavilion, Pei Qiyuan would never have thought that Zhen's death would be like this-

was pierced through her heart by her own Qionglin sword!

There are several hypotheses about Zhen's death on the secret document, among which being killed by Qionglin is the most convincing.

"It's... How is it possible!" Pei Qiyuan lamented.

"Unless the secret documents of the Heavenly Pavilions are fake. An Shiqing added, "But this possibility is very small." ”

At this moment, except for An Shiqing, the other disciples were kneeling in the courtyard outside the school.

Xie Liubin and Zhong Zhaoming, the two disciples who caused the incident, really made everyone miserable.

Today's day is particularly scorching.

Everyone squeezed around Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao specializes in ice magic, and it is cool wherever he goes.

Noticing Mr. Pei's sad expression, Yu Shu couldn't help but be curious about the content of the conversation between An Shiqing and Pei Qiyuan: "What did the county lord and Mr. say, why did Mr. almost cry." ”

A disciple named Tao Honglang next to him whispered, "Have you noticed the scroll that the county lord and sir they were holding?" It was a secret document from the Heavenly Pivot Pavilion. My little uncle works as an errand boy in the Heavenly Pavilion, I know. ”

"I heard that the Heavenly Pivot Pavilion is very powerful, and his supernatural powers are vast enough to investigate the life of every Xuan cultivator. I don't know whose life the county lord and gentleman are looking at..."

"It can't be mine, right?"

"Could it be me..."

"Could it be..."

Tao Honglang said: "Hey, don't be sentimental. The county lord and the gentleman should have read the secret letter of a dead man. I saw a seal on the scroll earlier, and my uncle told me that once a seal was affixed to the secret document, it meant that the person recorded in the secret document was dead. ”

"It's too far away, but I can't hear it. Yu Shu stretched out his ears, and he couldn't hear a single word of An Shiqing and Pei Qiyuan's conversation. "If only the wild boy were here. ”

"Anyway, Nohara and Zhu Zhihua ran away and haven't come back yet. They don't want to be Qingtai's disciples!"

Zhong Zhaoming knelt under the scorching sun.

The disciple next to him was chatting, and he didn't interject a word.

It wasn't until he found out that Qiao Song had been looking at him that he couldn't bear to say, "Look at what I'm doing!"

"Brother Zhong..."Qiao Song seemed to have something unspeakable. His gaze fell on the sword beside Zhong Zhaoming, and his appearance became even more difficult. He moved his knees, leaned towards Zhong Zhaoming little by little, knelt side by side with him, and saw that Zhong Zhaoming did not reject him, so he spoke: "Brother Zhong, do you want to know about Aunt Zhen?"

"My mother?" Zhong Zhaoming looked at him.

He didn't believe that Qiao Song's mouth could pop out of his mouth to say something about his mother that he didn't know.

Qiao Song said slowly: "There are rumors that Aunt Zhen was not killed by monsters. Brother Zhong, you... Do you understand what I mean?"

Zhong Zhaoming looked at him puzzled, "What do you want to say?"

Qiao Song hesitated for a moment, and simply told him what he had always felt strange in his heart: "Brother Zhong, with your current cultivation, you won't even be able to resist the sword until now." Even if you haven't paid attention before, after trying the county lord's blood talisman, you should know that there is something wrong with your sword. Brother Zhong, you once told me that this sword was inherited by you after Aunt Zhen's death. I was wondering if there would have been a problem with this sword when it was in Aunt Zhen's hands. If this is the case, the cause of Aunt Zhen's death is worth scrutinizing..."

Zhong Zhaoming's face turned pale.

He gritted his teeth and angrily reprimanded: "What nonsense are you talking about!"

Qiao Song chattered, "Brother Zhong, I don't mean anything else. I just don't want you... Have an accident. ”

Zhong Zhaoming's hand tightened.

His face became more and more gloomy, and the hand that grabbed Qionglin tightened tighter and tighter.

The joints on the back of his hands are exceptionally clear.

"And-" Qiao Song's voice sounded again, "Aunt Zhen used to be a female disciple of Qingtai, and she was also taught by Mr. I think that sir, the dossier they read should be the life of Aunt Zhen..."

Hearing this, Zhong Zhaoming got up and walked towards the school.

He rushed to Pei Qiyuan and An Shiqing.

As soon as he appeared, Pei Qiyuan hurriedly rolled up the secret letter.

Seeing this, Zhong Zhaoming still has something he doesn't understand.

Pei Qiyuan reprimanded him loudly: "Didn't you tell you to kneel in the courtyard!"

Zhong Zhaoqing pointed to the shaft in Pei Qiyuan's hand and asked excitedly, "Is that my mother's secret document?"

Pei Qiyuan scolded again: "Don't go and kneel yet!"

Zhong Zhaoming came up with a fierce force, and actually rushed over and snatched the shaft in Pei Qiyuan's hand.

I didn't expect him to make such a move, where did Pei Qiyuan react.

By the time he reacted, the shaft in his hand had already been snatched.

After getting the secret letter, Zhong Zhaoming hid to the side and quickly opened the secret letter.

It was a secret document that recorded his mother's life.

Seeing the part of Zhen's murder, the blood on Zhong Zhaoming's face seemed to be drained, and he instantly turned extremely pale.

His eyes widened, he shook his head and said, "Impossible, impossible, this is impossible! Dad told me that my mother was murdered by monsters! My mother could not have been murdered..."

Pei Qiyuan was a little panicked, and carefully reassured him on the side: "Little Master Zhong, you calm down first-"

How does Zhong Zhaoming calm down?

He grabbed the piece tightly, grieved and indignant, and roared loudly: "If my mother was killed by someone! Then you tell me who my mother was killed!!"

"Speak louder, let everyone know that you already know the truth about Zhen's death. An Shiqing threw the bamboo tube containing the secret document to him, "Then you are not far from your death." ”

The secret document of the Heavenly Pavilion's is here.

couldn't help but make him Zhong Zhaoming not believe it.

Zhong Zhaoming was still shaking his head.

Now he just wants to escape it all.

However, he couldn't suppress the hatred and anger in his heart.

Zhong Zhaoming's hands hung down decadently.

The hand was loosened, the secret document fell to the ground, and the bones rolled outward, leaving a long paperwork on the ground.

An Shiqing walked over and picked up the secret document and rolled it up again.

Attach the seal and put it in the bamboo tube.

"You've seen it all, what killed your mother was a sword wound that pierced her heart. The sword that runs through your mother's body is the Qionglin in your hand. Your mother was killed by her own sword. ”

Zhong Zhaoming's tears fell.

He shook his head frantically, never daring to admit all this: "Impossible! Qionglin is my mother's sword, how can he kill my mother!"

An Shiqing said: "I can tell you clearly, I saw on the way to Qingtai with you that there was something wrong with your sword." After coming to Qingtai, I have seen your sword. Your sword has been infused with demonic energy. If it weren't for your sword spirit having been restraining that demonic energy, you would have died a tragic death from the sword like your mother. ”

"You're talking nonsense! You're talking nonsense!" Zhong Zhaoming yelled at An Shiqing hysterically, "I don't believe you!"

An Shiqing was unmoved and said: "Don't you want to know how your sword spirit came from? That was when your mother was penetrated by Qionglin, at the last moment of her life, she used her last strength to inject her spiritual power into it. Therefore, it can also be said that the sword spirit of Qionglin Sword is your mother. ”

Zhong Zhaoming was shocked.

He held Qionglin in front of him with both hands.

Tears couldn't stop falling.

"Mother, it turns out that you have been secretly protecting me..."

Pei Qiyuan couldn't help but redden.

In the courtyard outside the school, there was a lot of crying.

Xie Liubin wiped his eyes and said loudly: "Zhong Zhaoming, I'm sorry for you! I shouldn't have insulted your sword like that! I shouldn't have laughed at you for not even being able to resist the sword before! Also, Aunt Zhen, I'm sorry!"

Pei Qiyuan walked outside the door of the school hall and said to the disciples who were kneeling in the courtyard and crying, "Okay, you all get up." Do not mention today's affairs. ”

Everyone surrounded Zhong Zhaoming.

"Brother Zhong, it's the first time I've heard that by injecting spiritual power into a sword, you can evolve a sword spirit. ”

"That's not something that ordinary people can do. Otherwise, the spirit sword would have been flying all over the sky long ago. Your mother is so amazing! Aunt Zhen is so amazing!"

"That's-" An Shiqing sighed deeply, "You don't know what kind of miracle mother's love can create." ”

Xie Liubin said worriedly: "But Zhong Zhaoming's saber still has demonic energy in it. County Lord, is there a way to expel the demonic energy in Qionglin?"

Everyone looked at An Shiqing eagerly.

The same is true for Zhong Zhaoming.

An Shiqing looked at Qionglin in Zhong Zhaoming's hand, "I can distinguish between the sword spirit and the sword demon, and I can also go out of the sword demon in Qionglin, but I can get rid of the sword demon under the condition of protecting the sword spirit, unfortunately, I can't do it." ”

Qionglin's sword spirit must be saved.

After all, it was the strength left to him by Zhong Zhaoming's mother at the last moment of his life.

No matter what, Zhong Zhaoming would not let Qionglin's sword spirit suffer the slightest damage.

Yu Shu said: "The people of the Alliance can pull out the demonic qi in our bodies while preserving our cultivation. Maybe you can use the same method to get out the sword demon in Zhong Xiaogongzi's sword?"

Hearing him say this, everyone rekindled hope.

An Shiqing was not optimistic: "That's a sword, not a person." Give the sword to the Alliance, and they may find a solution, but until then, they'll be doing all sorts of experiments with Qionglin that you can't imagine, and maybe even make Qionglin's situation worse and worse. ”

Zhong Zhaoming was gloomy again.

An Shiqing said again: "The safest way is to take Qionglin to the Sword Sect and let the Great Grandmaster and the Sword Saint take a look." ”

Xie Liubin hurriedly said, "Then let's go now!Sir——"

An Shiqing raised his hand to stop him, "In this matter, Qingtai can't come forward." ”

Qiao Song gently tugged at Xie Liubin, "Cousin, the origin of the demonic qi in Brother Zhong's sword has not yet been ascertained. This matter should not be publicized. If the person who passed Qionglin to Brother Zhong really wanted Brother Zhong's life. Once the other party knows that Brother Zhong is aware of this, he may be able to act in advance..."

Zhong Zhaoming also heard his words.

His face changed and changed.

He recalled his inheritance of Qionglin—

His father, Zhong Ding, the sect leader of the Longling Zhong clan, said when he passed Qionglin to him that he was entrusted by the Zhen family on his deathbed to pass Qionglin to him...

Zhong Zhaoming thought carefully.

Is my father entrusted by my mother on her deathbed?

In other words, did his father watch his mother being penetrated by Qionglin?!

Then his father knew that this was a murderous sword that could kill, so why did he pass on such a dangerous thing to him?

Combined with what Qiao Song just said-

If the person who passed Qionglin to Brother Zhong really wanted Brother Zhong's life...

Could it be that his father wanted his life?

But why?

It doesn't make sense!

When he was in Longling, his father was clearly very good to him!

Something must have gone wrong!

That's right, it must be something wrong!

It won't be Daddy!

Dad spoils him the most, how could he want him to die!

But why can't he stop the panic in his heart...

"Brother Zhong. ”

Seeing Zhong Zhaoming's distraction, Qiao Song called out.

Zhong Zhaoming came back to his senses and looked at everyone.

Xie Liubin said to Zhong Zhaoming: "Zhong Zhaoming, let's say okay, the county lord will go to the Sword Sect to visit the prince under the pretext of going to the Sword Sect, and he will take you with him when the time comes, will you go?"

"Go!" of course Zhong Zhaoming wanted to go.

A burst of cranes pierced the sky.

A spirit crane hovered over the Qingtai and carried a basket.

The crane slowly landed in the courtyard.

Xie Liubin and Yu Shu both recognized Linghe: "This is Sect Master Zhu's mount!"

In the basket in front of Linghe, two jars were placed drunk and dreaming of death. Under the wine jar, there is also a set of clothes.

Yu Shu stepped forward to take out the contents of the basket.

"Are these things all for the Sect Master?"

"Speaking of dude, what's going on with him and Nohara, why hasn't he come back yet?"

Yu Shu picked up the clothes in the basket and noticed that it was for girls.

And looking at that size, it seems to be tailor-made for the county lord.

Yu Shu put the things in the basket, and then brought the basket to An Shiqing.

"County Lord, these things seem to be for you. ”

The wine is given by the sect master.

The clothes were given by Jiang Ning'er.

An Shiqing took out the contents of the basket and put a book in the basket.

Pei Qiyuan's eyes were sharp, "What did you put in the basket?

An Shiqing clarified: "I came back to Zhu Sect Master Mo's "Taiqing Codex". ”

"Taiqing Pure Heart Theory" records all the experiences of the Taiqing ancestors on the exercises they practiced and the realm they experienced before they ascended, and the original version was collected in the library of the imperial capital.

In addition to the emperor's ancestor, whether outsiders can observe it depends on fate.

The one in the basket was written silently by An Shiqing from memory after returning from Yanyang.

This is something she promised to give away in Yanyang.

Pei Qiyuan didn't believe that An Shiqing would give away such an important thing like this.

He took out the book that An Shiqing put in the basket and checked it, and found that it was indeed not a classic book included in the library of Qingtai.

But he still carried "Taiqing Qingxin Theory" in his arms.

Seeing his childish behavior, An Shiqing couldn't cry or laugh: "Sir, what are you doing here! This is what I want to give to Sect Master Zhu, and you are not afraid that Sect Master Zhu will come over with a sword to settle accounts with you!"

Pei Qiyuan complained: "You know that this good thing is filial piety to the sect master, why don't you want to come and honor me!"

An Shiqing said: "People wish the sect master to send me wine and clothes, what did you give me?"

"Who said I didn't send it, you didn't ask for it!"

Pei Qiyuan tightened the "Taiqing Qingxin Theory", as if he was afraid that someone would come up and grab it.

An Shiqing was helpless and stretched out his hand to him: "Then you put this in the basket." The spirit crane of the sect master is still waiting here. I'll give you another copy. ”

Seeing that the disciples were laughing at Mr., Pei Yunyun was helpless.

"Third Uncle..."

This time, the gentleman is embarrassed.

Pei Qiyuan's old face just doesn't want it, and he has to ask for a copy of "Taiqing Qingxin Theory" for himself.

He obediently put the book in his arms into the basket, and turned to look at An Shiqing:

"Then you can say it!"

"Silent, silent. An Shiqing said, "I'll go and give you Mo now." ”