Li Chengfeng finally persuaded his mother and said half-believingly. After resting in Jiufeng Mountain for a night, Li Chengfeng went out early in the morning. When he came back, he found that Xie and Luzhu had disappeared. There was only one letter left in the room where they rested for one night.

Li Chengfeng opened it and saw a short seven-character ancient poem written on it:

Why not be poor?

The chaos is the same as the quiet time.

Although Jiashan is in Gange land,

My son is far away from the wind of Lingshan Mountain.

The window bamboo shadow shaking the book on the desk,

The sound of wild springs enters the inkstone pond.

A hard work for a young man,

Don’t be lazy in time.

Under this poem is a line of beautiful and neat small words: Don’t worry about your family, remember to wear warmth when you go out, don’t have dirty conflicts with your senior brothers, have multiple friends and many roads, few enemies and less walls. The Li family of Xiyue has been the only one who has passed down from generation to generation. If you have three long and two shorts, the Li family of Xiyue, which has been passed down for more than 500 years, will be completely eliminated. But my son would rather the Li family of Xiyue have disappeared for his mother, and hope that you can spend your life safely.

During these days after you left home, I miss you and miss you every day for my mother. I regret deeply and blame myself for forcing you to learn this and that since I was a child, forcing you to do many things you don’t like, and even forcing you to practice.

Now, I feel deeply regretful for my mother. I would rather my son be an ordinary secular mortal than fight all day long, which makes me worried at home.

But now that things have come to this point, the road is already completed, and it is too late. My son must remember to put safety first and keep the green mountains there, and not be afraid of burning out firewood.

My father, your father and Luzhu are waiting for you to come back for this year's New Year's Eve reunion dinner.

Li Chengfeng looked at this ordinary letter, but his eyes were moistened unknowingly.

"Senior Brother Chengfeng?"

At this moment, a shout suddenly came from beside him. Li Chengfeng quickly folded the letter and wiped the corners of his eyes calmly. He turned around and looked at Han Tianxing, who was a little restrained behind him: "Tianxing? What's wrong?"

Han Tianxing whispered in embarrassment: "Senior Brother Chengfeng, I will go to build the foundation in two days, but... until now I don't have a sword that I wish..."

Li Chengfeng understood that this was indeed a big deal for Han Tianxing: he was about to take the assessment and rating, but he didn't even have a foundation building now, and he didn't even have a sword to recognize his master.

The disciples of Zangjian Pavilion do not wear swords with them, so are they still disciples of Zangjian Pavilion?

Li Chengfeng frowned and thought for a while, and said, "You wait a moment, I'll discuss it with my senior brother."

It is obviously impossible to go directly to find the eldest brother. Li Chengfeng and the eldest brother have broken up. Going to find him by himself is a boring thing. He can only save the country in a curve and see if Senior Brother Ouyang has any solution.

After Li Chengfeng found Ouyang Nan and told him about this, Ouyang Nan laughed and waved his hand without taking it seriously, "You can find Senior Brother Qin for this matter. When the eldest brother is not here, Senior Brother Qin will be in charge. You can ask him to take Tianxing to Wanjian Valley to choose his own sword."

Li Chengfeng was happy, but his feet did not move. Although Ouyang Nan looked thick and thick, he immediately understood and smiled and said, "It's okay, I'll go with you. I don't believe that the guy who has a dead face will reject me all day long!"

...

"no!"

As soon as Ouyang Nan finished bragging, Qin Mieqin slapped him in the face with a neat rejection.

Ouyang Nan, who was a little untreated on weekdays, was so angry that he exploded: "Okay, your mourning face, you are taking the opportunity to avenge your personal revenge and take revenge!"

Qin Mie sat in front of the desk, correcting the copywriting expression expressionlessly, and answered coldly: "Didn't you see me busy? Who has the intention and skill to fight and take revenge on you?"

Ouyang Nan said angrily: "You have nothing to do with it!"

Qin Mie said in person: "After a day when Zangjian Pavilion exists, I will still be the law enforcement officer of Zangjian Pavilion. All official approvals about Zangjian Pavilion must be my hands, and the legal approvals of the entire Lingshan School must also be my hands. Do you think I am so idle all day like you?"

Ouyang Nan said angrily: "Fart, fart! It's stinking! I'm bleeding and fighting outside, and I almost lost my life. You can move your fingers here and then touch your lips and you are qualified to point fingers at me and comment on me?"

Qin Mie raised his eyes and glanced at Ouyang Nan, sneered: "That's what you want to go by yourself, but no one is forcing you to go!"

Ouyang Nan was furious: "If you have the surname Qin, you can look down on me, but if you dare to dismantle the platform of Zang Jiange, don't blame me for turning against you!"

Qin Mie raised his head, looked cold and said, "What do you think I am doing now? If you don't even handle these copywriting and official business, who can prove that Zangjian Pavilion still exists?"

Qin Mie stood up, and he pointed at Ouyang Nan angrily and said, "Just because you are fighting and killing outside..." As he said that, he pointed at Li Chengfeng next to him: "Or, do you still ring the questioning bell without knowing your life or death? Or do you get together every day and recite the precepts and provisions of Zangjian Pavilion loudly? In this way, can the existence of Zangjian Pavilion be proved?"

Ouyang Nan sneered, "Oh? Can you hide here and move your fingers and talk to us by talking to us? You can prove the existence of Zangjian Pavilion? I tell you that Zangjian Pavilion was fought with one sword and one sword, not a fucking verbal or a pen! The reputation of Zangjian Pavilion was made by the uncles and uncles with blood and corpses!"

Qin Mie stared at Ouyang Nan and shouted excitedly: "No, Ouyang Nan, I tell you that the true reputation of Zangjian Pavilion is that it was once the endorsement of the laws and regulations of the Lingshan School!"

"In your eyes, Zangjian Pavilion represents strength and glory, but in my eyes, it represents the fairness, justice, rules and belief of the Lingshan Sect! If one day Zangjian Pavilion is gone, if I can pass on these things, even though Zangjian Pavilion is dead, the spirit and symbols of Zangjian Pavilion will not die! One day, someone will see them and know what the predecessors of Zangjian Pavilion here have done, what they have fought for, and what they have sacrificed. In this way, the spirits of Zangjian Pavilion and Zangjian Pavilion will never die!"

This sentence greatly shocked Ouyang Nan and Li Chengfeng. Ouyang Nan came in a fierce manner, but at this time he was speechless and could not speak.

Ouyang Nan has never experienced the most glorious era of Zangjian Pavilion, but every disciple of Zangjian Pavilion knows the history of Zangjian Pavilion well. Of course, they know that what Qin Mieqin said was once the most proud belief of every disciple of Zangjian Pavilion.

The Twelve Kills of Cangjian itself represents the fairness, justice, rules and belief of Cangjian Pavilion!

However, it has been passed down to this point and has completely declined. Not only has it no successor, but it also lacks faith!

Li Chengfeng asked himself, they recited the Twelve Kills of the Sword every day, but how many people really regard these as a kind of faith in their hearts?

Qin Mie stared at Li Chengfeng and said, "Li Chengfeng, you are very good, far better than I think! Ouyang Nan regards you as the hope of Zangjian Pavilion, but I know in my heart that Zangjian Pavilion has no hope anymore! You underestimate Qianshanxue too much and don't know how powerful he is. Being an enemy of him is definitely a way to die! Now, please leave. I will quickly approve all these documents and seal all the files. Maybe if you are lucky, someone will find them in decades, or even hundreds of years."

Ouyang Nan shook his head at Li Chengfeng almost desperately.

Li Chengfeng sighed lightly and said to Qin Mie: "Senior Brother Qin, I know everything you said. But have you ever thought about whether you will feel a little regret in your heart when you sit and wait for death and get killed by the neck: If I resisted, if I fought, if I tried, even if this ending, the result is only one in ten thousand possible, what if it really happens?"

Li Chengfeng took a step forward and said to Qin Mie sincerely: "If one day, after Senior Brother Qin dies, come to the uncles and uncles of all generations, they will ask you: Why didn't you try it? Even if the chance is so slim? But, after all, there is still a chance, right?"

Li Chengfeng said something that made Qin Mie stay in place. His eyes flashed and his expression moved. Finally, he sighed long: "See you at the foot of Wanjian Mountain tomorrow at the end of the day."
Chapter completed!