Wu Tian brought Luo Mingxuan and Lei Wujie to the Jiang Pavilion, and was met with helplessness who had led He Qun He Cong, Sikong Qianluo, and Xiao Se to the Jiang Pavilion first.

Wutian asked: "Have they made arrangements?"

"Yes, it has been handed over to Hua Jin. He is being healed on the third floor." Unable nodded, "The old man is waiting for them in the pavilion. Let's go in now."

"Okay." Wutian turned to Luo Mingxuan and Lei Wujie and said, "You two, please come with me."

Lei Wujie asked Luo Mingxuan: "Senior Brother Luo, do you have any mission in coming to Jianxin Tomb?"

Luo Mingxuan shook his head: "There is no mission. I just watched the Immortal Liubo Game and figured out a few tricks. It seems to be related to swords. The old woman only had a Xiaying Sword in her hand, and she refused to give it to me. She said

I am an old acquaintance with Mr. Kenshinzuka, so he asked me for a few swords and let me get them myself."

"I thought that Fairy Luoxia only knew palm skills, but I didn't expect that she was also proficient in swordsmanship." Lei Wujie said.

"Beili Xingjian, people who practice martial arts will basically practice a few sword skills. You see, the three city lords claim to be the only spear immortal with eight points in the world in terms of spear skills. In fact, when he uses a sword, he must have half a sword.

The cultivation of an immortal." Luo Mingxuan said.

The two of them just followed Wutian and walked forward. After a few steps, they entered the main hall of the Sword Pavilion. They saw countless exquisite and beautiful swords of different shapes placed around them. Lei Wujie and Luo Mingxuan immediately stood up.

His eyes were shining as he looked at the sword in the main hall and praised loudly.

"Lei Wujie, look at this sword!" Luo Mingxuan pointed to a long sword with three ripples on the tip beside him and said happily, "This sword is a Qilin tooth. Back then, the Qilin sword head Li Xiuxi's sword was used in

Ranked sixteenth in the sword manual!" Luo Mingxuan was about to touch it with his hand when he heard a voice with a hint of smile: "Qilin fang is very lethal. If you really want to touch it, then

It's probably you who got hurt."

Luo Mingxuan hurriedly took his hand back. He and Lei Wujie looked up and saw an old man with white beard and hair and a kind face walking towards them. This must be the old man that Lawless had been talking about.

Sure enough, Wutian clasped his fists and said respectfully: "Old man."

"The letter says that the person who requested the sword is the disciple of Fairy Luoxia?" the old man asked.

Luo Mingxuan hurriedly clasped his fists: "Where I am, Luo Mingxuan, is the disciple of Fairy Luoxia."

The old man nodded, and suddenly a sly smile appeared on his face: "How is your master lately?"

Luo Mingxuan was stunned for a moment, a little embarrassed: "It's... not bad."

The old man wiped the saliva that almost dripped down: "Are you still as beautiful as before?"

Wutian coughed heavily on the side.

The old man immediately straightened his back, cleared his throat, regained his fairy-like appearance, and said seriously: "I have already forged your sword."

Luo Mingxuan said happily: "I sincerely ask you, senior, to give me the sword."

"Given swords? This is a good word." The old man laughed loudly, and suddenly waved his long sleeves, and a row of swords hanging in the air fell in front of Luo Mingxuan.

There are seven handles in total, of different lengths. They are inserted into the ground and shine with sharp light.

"The heavy sword is hopeless, the light sword is separation, the long sword is phoenix, the two swords are Jumang, the robbery is dust, the three-foot sword Prajna is one eye. There are seven swords in total, take them." The old man stroked his beard and said with a smile.

Luo Mingxuan's eyes widened: "Seven handles in total? So generous!"

The old man nodded, and a strange smile appeared on his face: "Who makes your master look so good-looking... No, um, your master briefly told me about the martial arts you are studying recently. This old man has a lot of life.

Decades ago, when I was young, I saw a master who realized the Immortal Six Gambling Game. The man had three swords on his back and four swords hanging on his waist. From a distance, he looked like a hedgehog. There was no mistaking it.

of."

Luo Mingxuan immediately hugged the money in front of him: "Then I'll thank you, old man."

"As for you...you look familiar." The old man turned to look at Lei Wujie.

Lei Wujie was stunned for a moment and scratched his head: "It should be."

The old man smiled and waved his hand violently. The Tingyu Sword that Lei Wujie was equipped with immediately came out of its sheath. Lei Wujie stretched out his hand to grab it, but it was too late. The old man took one in his hand. A look appeared on the old man's face.

He looked like an old friend: "Ting Yu, long time no see."

Luo Mingxuan was stunned for a moment: "Old man, do you recognize Junior Brother Lei's sword?"

The old man smiled and said: "Listen to the rain and watch the snow, look at the flowers and smell the wind. The Fengya Four Swords were made by me when I was young, so I naturally recognize them." After finishing speaking, the old man waved his hand, and the Listening to the Rain sword suddenly flew to the side.

It fell steadily into a scabbard, and there were three similar long swords surrounding it.

"Four Fengya swords?" Luo Mingxuan asked in surprise, "Were they forged by senior? Then senior, you are... King Li Su!"

The old man nodded slowly and smiled.

"But aren't you dead?" Luo Mingxuan continued.

The old man immediately became angry: "You... you just died. I just haven't shown my face in the world for twenty or thirty years. Who said I was dead! I..."

"Grandpa!" A voice came, and the old man and Luo Mingxuan turned to look, only to see the man in red kneeling on the ground. Tears welled up in Lei Wujie's eyes, "My grandson Lei Wujie is unfilial. See

More than grandpa."

King Li Su still smiled slightly, stretched out his hand slightly, and lifted Lei Wujie up with an inner force: "If you are successful in swordsmanship, it is not unfilial. Since you have the Tingyu Sword, does it mean that you have met your sister?"

Lei Wujie wiped the tears from his eyes and nodded.

King Li Su stroked his beard gently: "Okay. Your sister is really unfilial. She knew that I, an old man, was all alone in this Jianxin Tomb and didn't come to accompany me. You said I didn't force her to be the master of this tomb.

, why is she so afraid of me? This Tingyu Sword is just a punishment, I confiscated it!"

"Grandpa, this..." Lei Wujie said in shock.

"I'll give you a better one." King Li Su smiled mysteriously, stretched out his right hand, and a long sword box flew from the darkness and fell into his hand, "Xiao Jie, you have been practicing since you were a child.

Sword, of course you know the sword manual listed in my sword heart tomb."

"Of course I know." Lei Wujie nodded.

With a flick of his hand, King Li Su opened the sword box, and the sword hidden inside finally revealed its true appearance. The sword was long and thin, almost transparent.

"Some of the swords in the world have four-character names, some have three-character names, and the most have two-character names."

"This handle is different, it only has one word."

"It's called Heart, the 'heart' of Kenshin Tomb."

King Li Su suddenly closed the sword case, reached out and pushed it, and it fell into Lei Wujie's hand.

Lei Wujie held the sword box, his hands trembling slightly: "The fourth among the ten most famous swords in the world... the Heart Sword?"
Chapter completed!