Unconsciously, another five years have passed, and Feng Chen and Compassion have both become martial arts masters. The pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info dust is more elegant and elegant, and the mercy is still as naughty and active as ever, but only in front of the master only knows how to converge. On this day, the master summoned the two into the main hall of the temple, and looked into the distance with empty eyes. The wrinkles on the face are like mottled fallen leaves burned by the sun, and they also have wrinkles and vicissitudes. Although it is said that the master will not be born, old, sick and die like mortals, he still has his own destiny in meditation and epiphany.

The master pointed to Mintian: "Why is it still the same as when I was a child, it is time to be more stable." His gaze then turned to Feng Chen, and the master nodded, seemingly satisfied with the excellent swordsman in front of him.

Now the Qing soldiers have entered the customs, and after the death of Huang Taiji, Dolgon was named the regent, and assisted the six-year-old Fulin to inherit the unification. It is rumored that on the surface, Wu Sangui, the king of Pingxi, is living a free life on the border of Yunnan, but in fact, he is secretly recuperating and preparing to 'oppose the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty' at any time. The current rivers and lakes have long been divided into gangs, and most of the killers have been secretly cultivated by Wu Sangui. At the beginning, many people didn't remember who let Chongzhen cut off the rest of his life with a white silk, and many people didn't remember who made Li Zicheng defeat and die in the first place. It is said that Wu Sangui is a great hero of the Qing Dynasty, but how many people know the ambition of the wolf to peep into the status of the rivers and lakes.

The master said slowly: "Now that you have grown up, you can also distinguish right from wrong by yourself. As a teacher, you have already taught you what you have learned all your life, and you two will support each other from now on. ”

After speaking, the master walked through the main hall of the temple and walked towards the tomb behind the house. Thinking that his grandfather was going to do something impulsive, he ran forward and knelt down to hug the master's leg, and the master leaned over to Tian'er and smiled and said, "Silly boy, why is it still the same as when I was a child." I didn't punish you for being a teacher, hurry up!"

Feng Chen stepped forward to help Tian'er and follow behind the master, who opened the handrail on the main seat of the temple and exchanged the five elements of the pillars of the temple, and the position was teleported. Sealing the dust and compassion for the sky felt like they could pass through the wall and travel into another space. These were also things that the master never mentioned to them. The master walked to the nameless monument on the right side of the tomb door, patted the dust on it, and said, "The master has already prepared a place for himself. Then he took two steps forward, and came to the bottom of a dead ancient tree, and tapped the hollow wooden heart, and the nameless stele began to move. The master ordered Feng Chen and Mercy to kneel down and kowtow to the stele three times, and then take out the long box in the tombstone.

After sealing the dust and Tian'er kowtowed, they looked up and found that among the stone tablets was a huge cold ice stone bed, and on the stone bed, a dusty red sandalwood box was placed on it. The two carefully took out the box, and then heard the master not far away 'bang' and fell to the ground. Feng Chen and Min Tian ran towards the master almost at the same time, but unfortunately when the two of them went, the master had already stopped breathing, but the warmth in his body was still there.

Feng Chen slowly put the master on the cold ice stone bed, and Min Tian held the long wooden box of red sandalwood on the side. When the master's body slowly rose around the cold stone bed, a white mist slowly rose around, and a golden light pierced through the master's heart. A fiery phoenix hissed in the air, then ...... The stone tomb slowly closes. The fire phoenix slammed headlong into the stone tomb, as if passing through the stone tomb and returning to Muzhong. Waiting for Tian'er to push the true qi to open the stone tomb again, but it was useless.

After burying the master, Feng Chen and Tian'er opened the long wooden box of red sandalwood left by the master next to the stone tomb. In the wooden box was a dull and rusty heavy sword, the body of which was red all around, as if it had been tempered by volcanic magma. Even Feng Chen couldn't make out the origin of this heavy sword, but the jet-black broad knife lying next to this heavy sword was indeed very familiar. When Feng Chen was ten years old, he saw it for the first time.

Min Tian picked up the black wide knife, and on the handle of the knife there was a piece of silk cloth that had wrapped the baby and a page of crazy knife records.

In the dark compartment of rosewood, Feng Chen found two identical pendants. The cylindrical shell appears to have been forged from the finest millennial wind and ice, and contains a substance resembling quicksand. Exceptionally dazzling in the sun.