The old man didn't have to go down the mountain to hide, because in order to hide people's eyes, the Wuyue Sword Daoist Hall only sent people to the Sword Valley every three months to visit. Although there are occasional surprise attacks, they are unlikely.

Last month, the master of the Song Wu Pavilion of the End-of-Month Meeting Sect had just sent someone to check it, and it was not yet a month, so no one should come.

But for the sake of prudence, the old man was still ready to go down the mountain, and it was easy to escape at the bottom of the mountain. Once you see the wind and grass, you can withdraw halfway.

The old man's name is Chu Ren, and he was secretly ordered to go south to the Song Kingdom from Liaodong earlier, just to find the true spiritual vein of the legendary Wuyue Kendo Hall - the Jiancong spiritual vein. It took a lot of effort for the spies to get this secret.

The hard work paid off, and he was silent for a long time, and five years ago, he was finally trusted by the Wu Yue Kendo Hall and was sent here to be on duty.

The work of guarding the spiritual veins is changed every five years for the sake of safety. Because of this, most of the people who come here are old, sick and disabled.

Some people died in less than five years, and some people were on the verge of death even though they were not dead after five years. So the secret of Sword Valley was guarded.

It took a long time for Chu Ren to have mixed qualifications, and he accidentally bumped into this long-awaited errand.

I lived alone in the hut at the foot of the mountain for two days, and Chu Ren thought that the fish and birds should have arrived.

In a mansion in Shangjing of the Liao Kingdom, the "overlord" sat respectfully on the Taishi chair, and seven middle-aged swordsmen stood at the bottom. They all looked nervous and silent.

These seven middle-aged swordsmen are the current seven kendo masters of the Jin Kingdom, named Pure Wind, Lightning, Shower, Smelling Thunder, Dead Wood, Strange Stone, and Golden Snake. They are all second-generation swordsmen, and the seven swordsmen of the older generation are also these names, the difference is only the difference in generations and algebras.

After a long time, the "overlord" picked up the tea on the table, took a sip and said, "The secret letter has been received, and this news is not easy to come by. Time is running out, and opportunities are fleeting. I had to go south in search of a sword, because I had a strong premonition that I would come across a sword that would level the world. Therefore, I have to go for myself and for my country. ”

A swordsman in a white robe and soap boots said: "The wolf lord ordered us not to quarrel with the Song Kingdom, and you also know it, the overlord. ”

The other six swordsmen looked at each other and nodded yes.

"Pure wind, you are pedantic. We will meet with the Song Kingdom in the morning and evening, and there is no harm in taking precautions earlier, this is one of them. Second, going to the land of the Song Dynasty to borrow a sword is not called provocation, and we will return him when we don't need it. ”

Chun Feng continued: "This should be the real spiritual vein of the Wuyue Sword Gym, the overlord must think clearly, if we don't go, we will definitely destroy its spiritual vein, completely eradicate the power of this faction, and teach the Central Plains swordsman to be the enemy of Dajin." ”

"Overlord" nodded, revealing a sly smile.

The lightning bolt standing next to the pure wind also stepped forward and said: "As soon as the spiritual vein is destroyed, the Wu Yue Sword Daoist Hall will exist in name only, and the qi number is already there, so there will be no more worries about their successors!"

Wen Lei also smiled: "That's the truth." The real horror among the cultivators of the Song Kingdom is not in the palace, but among the people, it is mainly the swordsman good materials cultivated tirelessly by the three kendo halls, just like spring leeks, stubble after stubble, endless from generation to generation. As long as the spiritual vein that inherits the luck is destroyed, it is equivalent to the seedlings being destroyed, and the so-called 'cutting the grass and eradicating the roots' is nothing more than that. ”

"Overlord" put down the teacup and said slowly: "Having said that, this trip is still a dangerous errand. The cultivators of the Song Kingdom are not to be underestimated, and even more Zhao Ji's child, I don't know how his cultivation progress is?"

"I wish I go!" the seven men chucked.

"Overlord" waved his hand, signaling them to wait here. He wants to enter the palace to discuss with Ah Guta, and this matter cannot be delayed.

Ah Guda was at the table to review the chapters, and on the shelf behind him hung a complete map of the Jinliao and Song wars, on which the development of the situation was marked with dotted lines of various colors. His neck was withered, his thin cheekbones were sagging loose, and a few sparse mustaches on his chin were swaying with his nose.

The candle flame on the shore flickered, and Ah Gu nodded without raising his head and said, "Come in, Ze'er!"

"Overlord" stepped forward and saluted, "Father." ”

"Ze'er, seeing that your cultivation has improved a lot recently, just talk about something. ”

The "overlord" will make the ins and outs of the future clear.

Ah Guda was still busy reviewing the chapters, and the pen swam back and forth on the chapters, and only after a while did he slowly say: "This is very good, you can go! ”

After receiving the order, the "overlord" took seven people to rush south like a mountain tiger.

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Li Brown stepped forward, and now he saw twelve hills, each of which was about three zhang high, and about ten zhang long from east to west, with a faint mountain road in the middle.

The trees and flowers of each mountain are different, arranged in order from high to low.

The first mountain is covered with feet of soft grass.

Where the soft grass is separated, a mountain road emerges, and the route is paved with ancient bricks with inscriptions, and spirals upward.

The sword qi and sword magnetism here were already greater than when they were not close before, and the sword wind that shook the sword pressure blew from the mountain, blowing people's skin numb.

Li Brown understood that this was not a simple mountain wind, but the sharpness of the sword qi in the wind, so he gritted his teeth and endured the pain, and walked up step by step.

This deserted island is surrounded by tidal flats, only there are twelve mountains in the center of the island, if you don't go up the mountain, I don't know what kind of chance there will be, even if you are lucky to escape from this place, you don't know what the hell is, it is also a big pity.

The most important point is that Li Brown has a hunch that since this mountain is an immortal mountain, there will definitely be opportunities, and even a great fate may not be known.

After stepping ten steps up, he suddenly felt sweat dripping from his face, and hurriedly wiped it with his hands, only to find that Yin was red. When he looked closely at the clothes on his chest, he had already been cut by the sword qi a few wisps, revealing silk threads.

He knew that his current cultivation could not withstand such a heavy sword pressure, so he slowed down his steps, no longer climbing the steps, but walked horizontally towards the back of the mountain, trying to see what he would find.

It turned out that the front of the mountain was facing the sun, and the back of the mountain was shady, and when I turned around, I saw a dark yin. The sun shines brightly in front of the mountain, and there is a large secluded place behind the mountain where you can take a good rest.

Li Brown gradually went around to a clean and lonely place, the temperature here is not very cold, the spring is warm, and the grass is full of feet, and it is soft and soft when you step on it.

The distant chirping of birds and insects could be faintly heard, which added to his weariness, so he lay down, his eyes closed in the scent of green grass.

At this moment, he was communicating with all things in heaven and earth, and the sword qi around him was constantly injected into his body. His mind is quiet, and his thoughts are still.

His sea of knowledge is a green sea.

Suddenly, the wind blows, and a breath of majesty blows, and a low roar shows a little irritation.

Li Brown hurriedly opened his eyes, and saw a yellow-fronted tiger in the distance staring at him with eyes as big as copper bells and grinning teeth.