Lingshan Sect, Tibetan Sword Pavilion, Ten Thousand Swords Mountain, Ten Thousand Swords Valley.

When Tong'an City was a terrifying scene, the Lingshan Sect was peaceful and quiet.

As soon as the sky was bright, the birdsong in the Ten Thousand Swords Mountain was deep, and a lonely figure was ushered in in the huge and smooth canyon passage, standing at the foot of the cliff, like a small insect standing in front of the majestic mountain, looking up at the silent and majestic steep pass.

In addition to going out on missions, the senior brother would come to the front of Wanjian Mountain every day, and then walk into the Valley of Ten Thousand Swords in a shadow.

Coming to the Valley of Ten Thousand Swords, Senior Brother glanced at the Ten Thousand Swords Youlong slowly wandering in the valley, and then walked to the place of the Sword Tomb Cemetery below Youlong.

Senior Brother took out his hand from his sleeve, and he held a small white flower in his hand, and gently placed it in front of Zhou Lingbo's grave of the Lightning Sword in the twelve graves of Ling Tian's Thirteen Swords.

The elder brother sat silently next to the grave, stared blankly at the dense grave, took out a wine bottle and glass from his arms, he poured a glass gently, and then spilled it on the ground.

Part of the wine flowed into a hollow in a stone groove in front of the mound, forming a trough the size of a fingernail, and some of the spilled wine flowed into it. After a while, a small beetle crawled out of the rocks.

The beetle crawled to the side of the small trough with great familiarity, and after a slight touch of the tentacles on its head, it lowered its head and began to drink the wine inside.

The senior brother smiled and said softly, "Drink, drink! You used to like to drink the most...... I like to drink this very light fruit wine the most. This wine goes well with you, like the first time I saw you, like a cherry. ”

"At that time...... You treat me like a little brother who doesn't understand anything, and you take care of me with your senior brother and treat me in every way. At that time, I really didn't understand anything. Whoever is good to me, I will be good to whomever I am. ”

Senior Brother smiled sadly, and he said softly, "My uncles and uncles are very good to me...... They ...... you It's also good. ”

The senior brother tilted his head, his eyes blurred, as if he recalled the eventful years of the past.

In that picture, at the top of Wanjian Mountain, the ancestral court of the Lingshan Sect, there was a woman with two dimples who smiled and turned to him and smiled slightly: "Idiot, what are you doing in a daze? Come on!"

The senior brother of the green years stepped forward in a daze, standing side by side with his senior uncles and senior sisters, when the morning glow was full of sky, the little junior uncle of the head of Ling Tian's thirteen swords and everyone looked at the rising sun in the distance with everyone, and said in a deep voice: "The pavilion master is missing, and the masters and uncles have also disappeared one after another. We can't give up! I'm sure the Pavilion Master will come back! We've fallen down in the Sword Pavilion, but we've all got up again! This time, we'll get up again!"

Ling Tian's thirteen swords stood side by side, Senior Brother stood at the very end, he nodded excitedly: "Hmm!"

The little master said in a deep voice: "Listen to my orders!"

The others turned their heads sideways and looked at the little master, but they saw the little master and said, "Recite the precepts!"

Everyone shouted loudly: "Those who enter my Sword Pavilion are all my own brothers. Drink the spiritual landscape in the morning, and eat the eagle peak at night. The twelve laws of the door rules are ruthless. Ode to the front of the hall every day, and remember in the heart:"

"Those who deceive teachers and destroy ancestors, kill!"

"Those who are disloyal and unfilial, kill!"

"Whoever forgets righteousness, kill!"

"Those who defect from the master, kill!"

"Whoever commits trouble, kill!"

"Whoever betrays his brother, kill!"

"Bully the weak, kill!"

"* Women, kill!"

"Fear the battle, kill!"

"Escapees, kill!"

"Those who are greedy for merit and dereliction of duty, kill!"

"If you don't save you when you die, kill!"

Although there were only thirteen people, their voices were clear and earth-shattering, shaking away the morning glow and startling the morning birds, and the little master said in a loud voice: "Disciple of the Hidden Sword Pavilion, draw the sword!"

Ling Tian's thirteen swords suddenly drew their swords, and the sword light surged at the top of Ten Thousand Swords Mountain, and they were angry and fighting!

"Boom!"

A flash of lightning flashed, and the scene in the elder brother's mind suddenly changed, and he instantly recalled the last night.

That night, the rain was pouring down, lightning and thunder, he was running wildly, just the day he left, his uncle and sister were attacked.

No one knows who the sneak attacker is!

Ling Tian's thirteen swords were missing one person, and they could not form a powerful magic circle to protect themselves, so they had no choice but to fight on their own, and finally ...... Defeat and death!

When the senior brother flew to the scene of the tragedy, what caught his eyes was the corpses on the ground, although there were tragic fighting scenes everywhere, and there was blood everywhere, but the bodies of those who were killed by them were all taken away, and the rest was the bodies of the little master and their fallen in a pool of blood.

"Senior sister, senior sister!!" The senior brother was grief-stricken and hugged the laughing senior sister in his arms, he cried loudly, but no matter how he cried, that smiling face would never bloom again to him, a young man who was just beginning to bloom, she lay quietly in his arms, as if she was asleep, but her body was cold, just like this crazy night rain, just like his sad heart.

At this moment, the senior brother suddenly heard a movement not far away, and he hurriedly wiped his tears over, only to find that the little master was lying in a pool of blood and dying.

"Little uncle!" The senior brother hurriedly touched the medicine bottle on his body, wanting to fill him with medicine, but was held down by the little uncle.

The little master grabbed the senior brother's hand tightly, struggled to stuff the hidden sword ring on his finger that represented the identity of the master of the Hidden Sword Pavilion into his hand, and stuffed his own sword into the senior brother's hand, he kept spitting blood, struggling to squeeze the senior brother's hand, and said: "No, don't take revenge, promise, promise me, no, don't take revenge!"

The senior brother choked and tightly squeezed the little uncle's sword and the hidden sword ring of the Hidden Sword Pavilion, the back of his hand and palm were full of blood, he nodded vigorously, and said, "It's all my fault, I shouldn't have left!"

Uncle Xiao shook his head: "It's useless for you to be there." They have set up a ban here, not only the demons, but also the yang gods cannot go out ......of the body! We didn't lose unjustly...... They...... They know us very well! You, you...... Hidden Sword Pavilion in the future...... You're left alone. ”

The little uncle returned to the light at this time, he grabbed the senior brother's hand hard, struggling to cough up blood, and said, "Hidden Sword Pavilion...... Over to you!"

The senior brother couldn't cry and nodded.

The little uncle's hands grabbed the hands of the senior brother, and he said in a trembling voice: "You, you recite the precepts to me again...... Listen ......"

The senior brother cried and choked up again: "Those who enter my Sword Pavilion are all my own brothers. Drink the spiritual landscape in the morning, and eat the eagle peak at night. The twelve laws of the door rules are ruthless. Ode to the front of the hall every day, and remember in the heart:"

Listening to the precepts that he had to hear every day, he seemed to have returned to the time when Chaotianque was still leading them, the most glorious period of the Hidden Sword Pavilion, and thousands of disciples chanted the precepts loudly in front of the precept hall, and the sound shook the sky.

And at that time, he was like a senior brother, standing at the end of the line, looking at the majestic Chaotianque who was standing in front of the precept hall with admiration.

But later, that person became him, and the number of people in the Hidden Sword Pavilion also decreased sharply.

"Those who deceive teachers and destroy ancestors, kill!"

"Disloyalty and ......"

The senior brother wept and recited silently, and before he could finish reciting, the little uncle's hand fell, and he had a smile on his face, as if he remembered the good memories of the past.

In the night rain, a young man hugged the corpse of his fellow disciple and raised his head in a sea of blood and screamed bitterly.

......

The senior brother sat silently in front of the grave, gradually coming back to his senses from his memories, he looked pained, and said slowly: "Little uncle...... I know that he who kills you...... It must be someone from the Lingshan faction. They know where we are, someone must have betrayed us......! I never found out who it was...... Ambushed you!"

"And, I ...... I'm sorry for you. Hidden Sword Pavilion...... I'm afraid it's going to be gone!I'm ...... I can't hold it anymore, and now the Hidden Sword Pavilion is like a tree without roots, water without a source, and I can't see a glimmer of life at all. ”

The senior brother's eyes were slightly red, his expression was low, and he didn't look strong in front of everyone at all.

At this moment, a shout came from outside the Valley of Ten Thousand Swords: "Senior brother, are you inside?"

Senior Brother immediately wiped the corners of his eyes, took a deep breath, regained his strength and composure, and said in a deep voice: "What's the matter!"

Qiu Chujiao quickly walked in, he couldn't suppress his joy, and said, "Senior brother, they're back!"

The senior brother was stunned: "Who?"

Qiu Chu said, "Li Chengfeng, they're back!"

The senior brother was stunned for a moment, and then said, "How many are back?"

Qiu Chu said: "All are back, there are a lot of them!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the senior brother disappeared in an instant and rushed out.