Ye Qingchen flashed and shook into the ancestral hall. It was still the familiar environment, and the silver needle, the weighing stone, and the handle of the knife were also lying quietly on the table.

This time he didn't act rashly, but quietly observed everything around him. Look east, look west, a quarter of an hour has passed, and nothing has happened. But Ye Qingchen still found nothing.

So he thought about what Geng Feng had said before, about the ancestor Liu Feng, and recalled it over and over again in his mind sentence by sentence, word by word......

"The unicorn sword is incomparably sharp, ...... sharp"

"The first in the world, the thirteen flames, the unicorn is about to appear, and the rivers and lakes are unified ......"

"Instead of sealing the Qilin Sword, he used it without authorization, and soon after, he died inexplicably and violently......"

"The next two masters also took over the Qilin Sword, but they all died violently in a few years......"

"Die violently!" Thinking of this, Ye Qingchen exclaimed in surprise and suddenly thought of something, picked up the token of the fourth patriarch Liu Rang and looked at it, followed by the fifth and sixth generations...... When he saw the token of the seventh patriarch, Ye Qingchen was completely frozen in place.

"Three years, all three years ......" It turned out that according to the year number on the token, the four ancestors who continued to use the Qilin Sword all died inexplicably in the third year after getting the Qilin Knife.

"It can't be a coincidence, it can't be a coincidence!" Ye Qingchen muttered, and suddenly a terrible thought came to his mind, he suddenly looked at the black hilt, could it be that this hilt was the Qilin Knife...... And the four patriarchs were all killed by the red mist in it?

There was a clear sound outside the door, Ye Qingchen was shocked, looked around, and hurriedly opened the curtain of the offering table and hid in.

With a creak, the wooden door of the ancestral hall was pushed open again, and from the bottom of the curtain, only the person's ankles could be seen.

I saw this person with black boots and black pants, thinking that he came here wearing a night suit. Ye Qingchen held his breath and condensed, only to hear a soft sound on the table, as if he had taken something.

Then, I saw that the man in black turned around and quickly flashed out, closed the wooden door, and quickly left the place.

The whole process lasted no more than three or five breaths, which shows that the person who came had already planned it, took the things and left. There is not the slightest dragging of mud and water.

After a long time, Ye Qingchen's heartbeat slowed down a little, and he was about to lift the curtain and want to climb out as soon as he raised his head, only to see his eyes light up, but he unexpectedly found that there seemed to be something vaguely engraved under the offering table.

Ye Qingchen found the first villain and looked at it from the beginning: "A reckless man in the Yujiang Lake, he has spent his whole life to understand martial arts, and after thirty years, he finally succeeded, and sat beside the hot rock river to understand the thirteen styles of the sword, which is called the Thirteen Swords of Flame......"

"Thirteen Swords of Flame!" Master Zu's famous sword technique will be engraved here!

Ye Qingchen couldn't help but be overjoyed at the moment, looking back one by one, the more he looked, the more frightened he became, the more excited he became, and he saw that the cooperation between this villain's moves and styles was all extremely ingenious, and these thirteen styles were really smooth and powerful. If you really succeed in learning, it is estimated that few people in the rivers and lakes can survive to the end of the thirteen moves.

After reading it, Ye Qingchen looked at it from the beginning again, but he was surprised to find that any two moves of this set of knife techniques could be connected together, but they were also extremely compatible.

That is to say, although there are a total of thirteen moves in this set of knife techniques, each move can be disassembled at will and used in combination with other moves, so that this set of knife techniques can be changed more than a hundred kinds!!

Ye Qingchen held back the shock in his heart, and couldn't help but exclaim: "It is worthy of the Thirteen Swords of Flame that dominates the rivers and lakes! ”

But after watching it three times, Ye Qingchen sighed again, and couldn't help but be disappointed, it turned out that he had finished reading this set of Thirteen Flame Swords. only to find that there are only moves under this offering table, but there is no corresponding mental method.

Forcibly cultivating without a mental method means that there is nothing in the form of emptiness and no god. Naturally, the power is greatly reduced...... Its effect is much worse than the full moon knife technique of the Wind Dart Bureau.

At that moment, Ye Qingchen was disheartened, so he had to shake his head, got out from under the offering table, looked back at the offering table, and saw Ye Qingchen's mouth grow again, and he was surprised to find that the black handle was still lying quietly on it, silver needles, scales, and a lot of tributes on the table.

"Who the hell is that person, he obviously took something, but there are a lot of things on the table......" As Ye Qingchen's shocked expression continued to change, a series of questions continued to sound in his mind.

In this way, the days passed quickly day after day, and four months passed in a blink of an eye, and the strange thing was that since the man in black came to the Liu Family Ancestral Hall, Ye Qingchen never woke up from the Liu Family Ancestral Hall. That night...... What's going on?

New Year's Day, in the sound of firecrackers. A group of people from the Flowing Wind Dart Bureau. Under the leadership of the Yellow River, he came out of the Liufeng Dart Bureau and set off towards the government.

Today is the annual martial arts competition.

"I've always heard of the Martial Arts Association, what is that?" Ye Qingchen asked an apprentice beside him.

"You don't even know that. Every year on New Year's Day, the government will hold a martial arts competition. The winner receives a large red pennant for the 'First Game'. If you get this pennant, it means that this dart game will become the designated dart game of the government in the coming year, and almost all the big darts will be taken over by this dart board, so the competition is very fierce. ”

"So that's the case, then how many dart games do we have in Lincheng, and who is the strongest?"

"We have about six or seven dart games in Lincheng, among which Liufeng, Zhenyuan, and Wuwei are the strongest. There is no shortage of amazing talents in other dart games, but in terms of comprehensive strength, the three of us are slightly higher. By the way, I heard that ten years ago, there was a world dart game that was also very powerful, and it was on par with our dart game. It's just that I don't know what happened later. Now it is no longer in the city. ”

"Sounds interesting!" Ye Qingchen couldn't help but raise his face when he heard this, secretly looking forward to it. Finally, you can see the masters fighting.

Chatting all the way, I didn't realize that I had come to the door of the government office, and I saw a gong official at the door knocking on the big gong and shouting: "The yellow dart head of the Flowing Wind Dart Bureau has arrived!"

After a short time, a few people came out of the palace. The first person had a ruddy face, and he was dressed in an official uniform to greet him and said: "The yellow dart head is coming, and it is not welcome!"

"Don't dare, don't dare. The prefect of the king was polite. Huang He returned the salute.

"Father-in-law!" next to a white-faced Xiaosheng, handsome, dressed in white, with a platinum two-color sword on the left waist, a white jade plate hanging on the right waist, and an extraordinary bearing.

"A virtuous son-in-law doesn't have to be polite, the family ......"

Immediately, a group of people gave way to each other and led everyone to the martial arts arena.

On the stands on the north side of the martial arts arena, dozens of people were seated. Look at the people who are dressed in the government. In the middle sat a slightly chubby woman. Presumably it should be the prefect's wife.

There was also a group of people sitting on the east side of the martial arts arena. There were probably more than 30 of them.

Geng Feng patted Ye Qingchen: "See, the group of people in the east is the people of the Zhenyuan Dart Bureau." ”

Hearing this, Ye Qingchen couldn't help but take a few more looks. It may be related to the martial arts practiced, but I saw that all the people were strong, with swallow foreheads and tiger heads. And among them, there is also Chen Hu's figure.

After the Flowing Wind Dart Bureau and others sat down. Other dart games also arrived one after another, and they were seated one after another.

Half an hour later. Just hear a cannon shot. The two trumpeters whined and blew their horns.

The prefect of the king said loudly in the north: "On the occasion of this New Year's Day, the whole world celebrates. We are waiting to hold an annual martial arts contest here, and we will meet friends with martial arts......"

Crackling and pulling a whole bunch of nonsense. Ye Qingchen's curiosity was aroused, and he didn't have the heart to listen, so he kept looking around.

I saw that there were three platforms in the martial arts arena. It says A, B, C. It looks like it's supposed to be a venue for jousting.

Big brother, they all sat in the first row. And Ye Qingchen and the other low-level disciples sat in the back position.

And his most hated fourth senior brother Fan Hong and several minions sat in the second row.

"This senior brother, how will you compete in a while?" Ye Qingchen asked softly.

I saw the apprentice reply, "Today, there will be two competitions. At the beginning, it was a warm-up match. The participants were low-level apprentices like us. You see, Senior Brother Fan Hong, they are sitting in the second row. It is for the convenience of a meeting. The rules of the warm-up game are simple, and there is no limit to the number of participants. After a while, someone took the initiative to jump on the three platforms. The time of a stick of incense. There will be people who will keep coming forward to challenge. Three tables were left at the end. It's the winner. There will be a reward of 100 taels of silver.

After that, it's time for the official competition between the dart masters. Each game sends three disciples with the strongest martial arts to participate. It's a pity that there are not enough places, so the fourth senior brother can't participate.

The rules are also simple, the opponent is decided by lot. The winner advances. The loser is eliminated. The final winner. That is, the champion of martial arts. The game he represents will also receive a big red pennant and a considerable reward for the 'first game'. ”

"So that's the case, when will the master play?"

"The master is not going to play. What do you think, the masters have made a name for themselves in the rivers and lakes, and people with such noble identities will learn once they lose. The whole dart game is disgraceful, and it will seriously affect the reputation in Lincheng and even in the rivers and lakes. In the future, if you are asked to learn martial arts, there will be a lot fewer people who walk darts. So they don't usually make a move," the apprentice next to him replied.

"I see!" Ye Qingchen said suddenly.

Saying that, Ye Qingchen looked towards the north stand, and saw more than a dozen people sitting on the north stand, except for the prefect and the prefect's wife. The rest is the head of each game. Ye Qingchen was surprised to find. There's a blind man among them!?

At this time, the prefect of Wang ended the nonsense, lit a stick of incense, and said loudly: "The competition begins!"

After the announcement of the prefect's palace, some anxious apprentices couldn't hold it back. They all got up from their seats and rushed to the stage.

There are all kinds of wooden weapons on the table. I saw that everyone had chosen their own weapons and jumped onto the stage.

At this time, there were three people standing on each of the three platforms.

On the A-shaped platform, an apprentice is dressed in white. Valiant. The weapon in his hand is a wooden sword.

On the platform, the apprentice was dressed in black and holding a wooden gun.

On the propylene platform, the last apprentice was also dressed in black and with a wooden gun. The two should be from the same game.

The challengers also stood up one after another. Walk towards the martial arts platform. In an instant, the three tables fought. For a time, people came and went, and each had its own winners and losers.

The martial arts are in full swing and officially staged!