A bamboo house built next to a stream somewhere on Jiangnan Road.
An old Taoist with an air of immortality was so excited after learning the news that the "King of Han" Zai Yang was dead. He kept beating his chest, as if he wanted to make his breath smoother, otherwise he would easily suffocate.
Weng Zhongwen, whose Taoist name was "Jianqiu", beat his chest vigorously and murmured with tears in his eyes: "As expected of you, Qiu Jin, as expected of you..."
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Gunzhou is a fiefdom of Hanwang vassal.
Kaiyang City.
A muscular and evil-faced Taoist priest entered the city and stood on the street looking around, his eyes full of excitement.
The Taoist touched his chin and muttered to himself: "There is so much 'Wuzhu' Qi... Where should I start to breathe in?"
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After the death of the demon Zai Yang, all the remaining Qi left in Kaiyang City, the dojo, was taken over by Hanxu alone.
Breathe it all into your belly.
Hanxu, the master of Shoude Temple, who is like the incarnation of glutton, has reached the second level of Xuanmen realm in Kaiyang City!
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"Master, Master...it turns out that you have passed away!"
Qiu Jin burst into tears, her face covered with traces of tears.
After the tragic battle in Peerless City ended, he took Zaiyang's neck head with him, Ling Zhen and Ye Yiran, and went to the God's Howling Cave in Guiwei Mountain to find his master.
Youdao said, "Things are different and people are different." When he arrived at the cave, he did not see the living Duanmu keel.
All I saw was the withered bones of my master!
There is not a trace of flesh and blood on the white bones. The whole "person" maintains an upright posture of sitting cross-legged and meditating, and the wind cannot blow it down.
The clothes on the body were not taken off and were covered with white bones. From the decomposition of the body, it can be seen that the Duanmu keel has been dead for many years.
Qiu Jin was extremely sad.
He knelt down, then lay at the feet of his master's skeleton, crying like a child, his tears falling to the ground.
After all, I haven't been here to visit my master for ten years. It is reasonable for such a sad thing to happen.
I understand, but it’s hard for him to accept!
Ling Zhen watched from the side, with an inexplicable sense of terror rising in his heart.
Will he wait until he leaves this world and see the same bleak scene when he goes outside?
Relatives and friends have already left one after another, leaving me alone in the world... How sad that must be!
Thinking about it makes people feel that life is worse than death.
After crying for an unknown amount of time, Qiu Jin slowly stood up from the ground without reaching out to wipe away the tears. He turned around, looked at the man in green robes, and said with tears in his eyes: "Brother Ling, didn't you ask me earlier? What kind of person is my master?"
Ling Zhen nodded calmly, facing Qiu Jin and listening attentively.
Qiu Jin sniffed and said with tears in his voice: "My master's surname is Duanmu, and his given name is Longgu. He is a rare and powerful man in the world. He is called 'Big' because of his thick beard and his thick beard. Beard Duanmu'. He was originally a swordsman. When he was young, he was very interested in the world. He indulged in traveling in the mountains and rivers, and performed all kinds of chivalrous deeds. He killed countless evil demons and demon sect thugs with his sword, more than he could count with his hands. Corrupt officials died in the hands of my master. He once said that if the emperor is stupid, the sword in his hand will not be disadvantageous. He can replace him and become the most powerful king in history... Of course, this is just talk. I didn’t do it seriously.”
Ling Zhen listened with great concentration and couldn't take his eyes away.
"That year, he single-handedly destroyed an entire sect that used living people to make pills. When my master came down from the mountain, he met Dugu Shisan who was about to go up the mountain. That was my master Duanmu Dragon Bone. , the first encounter with the senior Sword Master. Dugu Thirteen has a great fondness for this young man with a thick beard and a love for traveling as a knight-errant! The two have very similar temperaments. When they first met, Dugu had a chivalrous spirit. At the age of thirteen, he immediately offered the sword as a gift to ‘not be ashamed to be the best in the world’…”
Qiu Jin lowered his head and glanced at the golden long sword hanging on his waist, "With this one of the top ten divine swords in the world, my master has gained part of the inheritance of swordsmanship from the sword master, so he gave up the sword to practice swordsmanship. . After seven years of hard work and hard work, he finally mastered two peerless magical skills, the 'Lingshu Sword Technique', which contains twenty flying swords, and the 'Supreme Great Heavenly Dragon Technique', which is extremely effective in actual combat, in the God's Howling Cave in the Ghostly Crying Mountain. . After leaving seclusion, the master called himself the 'Master of the Howling Cave of the Ghostly Crying Mountain God' and successfully killed his biggest enemy of the year, Zai Huang, who was also Zai Yang's biological father."
"But because he became a monk on the way, Master's understanding of the way of swordsmanship was never enough. He could not break through to the super-level realm above the supreme realm. He could not open up the sky and could never learn the saint's handwriting from his idol Dugu Shisan. Later. , when the master was traveling around the world, he accepted a child with extraordinary talents as his disciple..."
When he said this, Qiu Jin burst into tears and smiled, with tears still stained on his face. He smiled and said: "That child is of course me. As the son of Qiu Yu, the former general of the Tianluo Kingdom in Western Xinjiang, after the country's revolution, in order to survive, , was brought to the Central Plains by the old servant Chun Manlou, and I made a living by selling tribute dates along the street. Before I met my master, at the age of five, I already had the cultivation level of the ninth-grade solid foundation realm, which can be said to be I was born into the highest grade. Because my roots and bones are unusual, I am the supreme grade of 'heavenly jade'. No matter what kind of technique, I can master it with just one point, master it with one lesson, penetrate it with one session, and become perfect with it. Master said that I , the water of the heart lake is radiant with seven colors, and the orifice contains many treasures and exquisite breath, he is a great genius unparalleled in the world..."
For other people, Ling Zhen might have said these words as a "cheeky" innuendo, and then doubted their authenticity, and would not have believed them to be true.
But for some reason, speaking from the mouth of the man in front of him wearing a warm white tiger fur fur, there was no doubt in anyone's mind, as if every word he said was just "stating" a fact that was a matter of course.
It's like "the sky is above and the earth is below" and so on.
There is no need to think about whether it is true or false, because it must be true!
Ling Zhen continued to listen.
Qiu Jin continued to explain what he had experienced in the past, "After I became a disciple of Duanmu Longgu, I practiced hard in this Howling Cave. At the age of seven, I entered the eighth level of heavy armor, at the age of eight, I entered the seventh level of beast-driving realm, and at the age of nine, I entered the sixth level. At the age of ten, one enters the fifth-grade Dan Building Realm, at the age of twelve he enters the fourth-grade Ningzhen Realm, at the age of fourteen he enters the third-grade Cave Void Realm, at the age of sixteen he enters the second-grade Xuanmen Realm, and at the age of seventeen, he formally completes his art and goes down the mountain. In the Howling Cave of the Ghostly Mountain, Master gave me the most powerful sword in the world, 'Not Ashamed of the World's Greatest Hero'. Before leaving, Master had only one message..."
Touching the hilt of the golden sword at his waist, Qiu Jin said in a deep voice: "Don't let down the sword in your hand." After Master said these words, he sent me down the Ghost Crying Mountain. After we came down from the mountain, Lao Chun and I , that is, my personal servant Chun Manlou, the two of them stepped into the Jianghu together. Because we already have the combat power of the peak of the second-level Xuanmen realm, once we are in danger, I will usually kill the enemy casually, and Lao Chun will stand there. He was silly and laughing beside me, grinning and clapping his hands, praising me all the time... Hehe, he had read fewer books than me, and he only knew a few words of praise, which he tossed back and forth, and the ears of those who listened would have calluses. At that time, I once thought that he was no different than him, and sometimes I had to distract myself from protecting him. It was such a troublesome thing that it was not a big or small burden! So there were many things that I couldn’t do without Lao Chun, so I deliberately didn’t take him with me. , there are actually quite a few days when I travel alone."
Qiu Jin lowered his head and said, "It wasn't until later that I was attacked from behind by Feng Zhu, Zaiyang's disciple, so that I failed to open the sky and passed out on the top of the snow mountain. Thanks to Lao Chun who took the risk and carried me and flew I ran down the Kunlun Mountains. The family members of the dead monks, or fellow martial arts disciples, desperately chased after me in order to avenge my death. At that time, Lao Chun's legs were chopped into pieces. If it weren't for I managed to wake up at the critical juncture and tried my best to repel the invading enemies. Lao Chun and I, who had lost both legs, were probably both killed long ago..."
Ling Zhen's expression was very solemn, and he listened to these ancient events without saying a word.
Qiu Jin sighed, but no longer cried, "I have sorry for many, many people, including my master Duanmu Longgu, Lao Chun who was also a friend and servant, and... yes, there is one person whose revenge I have not avenged. ."
He turned his head to look at Ye Yiran, and said in a muffled voice, "You can leave, I will let you go back to me."
Not to mention the red-haired and blue-eyed princess in white robes, even the "other person" Ling Zhen, who had nothing to do with her, was greatly surprised at this moment.
Qiu Jin ignored Ye Yiran's almost shocked facial expression and turned away from his sight. After a long silence, he slowly said: "Next time we meet, I allow you to kill me. Then, if you fail to kill me... then I will I want to kill your father Ye Shenji with my own hands to avenge my father Qiu Yu."
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After burying the remains of Master Duanmu Dragon Bone, Qiu Jin finally spent the night with Ye Yiran.
It's day and night, in a dream.
Qiu Jin, who owned an entire world, abandoned everything and became nothing, with no one left around him.
Still in that dream.
The clouds on the horizon opened a door.
What is outside the door does not matter to Qiu Jin at all.
He was satisfied with only one thing.
He wants to open the door!
