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"Bang! Bang!" A series of sounds rang out and the two figures in the yard swiftly separated. As the strong wind stirred, the small raincoat standing not far away fluttered in the wind.

She clapped her hands and said, "Grandfather Ah Fu, you can't beat little brother anymore!" The voice was smooth and round like a pearl rolling on a jade plate, moving to the ears.

There were two people standing in the yard. They were Wang Feng and Ah Fu. Ah Fu coughed again and again. He bent down to catch his breath and sighed, "I am old now and useless now. "Young Master Feng is very smart. In just a few short years, you have surpassed all others. This old servant has nothing to teach you!"

At this time, Emperor Azure and his wife walked out of the room. Currently, Feng Er and Xiao Yu are both master and disciple to you, and we are also treating you as our uncle. Could it be that you are looking down on our Wang family? "

Ah Fu replied: "Master is too serious." One day as a servant, one day as a slave. Ever since the Wang Ancestor buried the old servant and took him in, the old servant was extremely grateful. Furthermore, the Wang Clan was kind and loyal, treating the old servant as a family member. These old servants all knew this in their hearts. As long as this old servant stays in the Wang family for a day, he will be a servant of the Wang family. From now on, if what Master has said just now is true, don't even think about it. " Emperor Azure and his wife looked at each other, sighed, and turned around to return to their rooms.

Ah Fu said to Wang Feng Xiao Yu, "Young Master, Young Miss, please follow this old servant." With that, he walked towards the side room.

The side room was where Ah Fu usually lived, in front of the courtyard, and on the left side of the hall. Immediately, the siblings followed Ah Fu into the room. The interior of the room was extremely simple and crude. There was only a bed, a chair, a table, and a small black wooden box in the corner.

Ah Fu told Wang Feng and his sister to sit down along the bed as he sat down on a chair. For a moment, no one spoke. The room was extremely quiet, only the breathing of three people could be heard.

The siblings were nervous. They didn't know why Grandpa Fu had called them here. Just as the two were lost in their thoughts, Ah Fu spoke up. "Young Master, do you know who this old servant was before?"

Wang Feng pondered for a moment and said, "I heard that Grandpa Fu was originally surnamed Long and had some martial arts skills. but I don't know about anything else. " Xiao Yu also nodded.

Ah Fu said, "I'm afraid no one in this world knows about the history of this old servant. As for the fact that you have kung fu, Old Master and Old Master know about it too. " The Old Master and Old Master he spoke of were referring to Wang Feng's great-grandfather, Wang Ru Long.

Ah Fu paused before continuing, "That day in Luoyang, the Old Master accepted him in. He was only about ten years old at that time, and after entering the Wang family, he practiced his ancestral martial arts diligently in his spare time, occasionally meeting with the Old Master. One night, a group of experts jumped over a wall and entered the room. They actually wanted the Old Master to hand over the ancestral scripture, or else they would set fire to the manor.

The Old Master then sent Old Master and his wife to get the medical scripture. When the group of experts saw the First Madam's beauty, they immediately had evil thoughts. The old servant couldn't bear it any longer. He stepped forward and knocked down the group of strong men one by one. He only found out that it was Dong Xian's younger brother after he had interrogated one of them.

At that time, the Master had just gotten married, and the couple loved each other. Originally, Dong Xian's younger brother didn't have any skill, but he had relied on Dong Xian's influence to enter the hospital. Seeing that the Old Master had great medical skills, he found out that the Wang family had an ancestral medical scripture, so he was greedy and tried to seize it in secret.

At that time, the old servant's killing intent was piqued and he wanted to kill this bunch of strong men. He might as well go to the Dong Residence and kill every single dog and chicken, but the Old Master stopped the servants and let those strong men leave. Fortunately, nothing else happened.

Until your father was born and your wife passed away. Move to the outskirts of Chang'an City. On the day of your first birthday, Master came and told me to teach you two martial arts.

And the medicinal plant that Young Master Feng uses is from Master Feng. It's just that this old servant is a little curious, there are some medicinal ingredients that don't even seem to be in the world, where did Master get them from? " At this point, Ah Fu frowned, deep in thought. Suddenly, he smiled and said, "You're talking too much. Let's get down to business."

He slowly said, "More than two hundred years ago, the world was in chaos and war broke out frequently. At the peak of Mount Kunlun in the Western Regions, a huge boulder had fallen from the sky.

The Karakorum sect leader, Spirit Concealed Daoist, was so furious that he drew his sword and split the boulder in half. He saw a roll of silk hidden in the stone. When he took it out and unfurled it, it was a meter wide and was filled with dense, black characters. The characters were either talismans or tadpoles. No one knew who they were. The only thing he knew was that this place had an extraordinary origin. It was a place of great importance where the Scripture Pavilion was placed. He recorded several dozen characters on one side and searched the entire world for the person who knew this character.

After a few years, the disciples that had been sent out returned one after another, all saying that no one could recognize this character. This led to a calamity, and the Mount Kunlun faction was almost annihilated. When Wang Feng and Xiao Yu heard this, both of them were astonished. They had long heard from Grandpa Kunlun that Kunlun was the official sect of the Dao Gate and that his martial arts were vast like a sea of smoke and his swordsmanship was divine.

Thinking of this, Wang Feng asked, "Why is that so?" Ah Fu said, "It was still caused by that 'Heavenly Book'." Then, he talked about a part of the past …

Just when Ling Yin thought that there was no hope of unlocking the secrets of the Heavenly Book, dozens of people suddenly flew over from the skies of Mount Kunlun.

Concealed in curiosity, he wanted to step forward to pay his respects. The dozens of people landed in front of the Kunlun Sect. One of them asked, "I heard that Kunlun has a treasure. Can we have a look at it?"

Just as he was about to reply, another person shouted, "If you don't hand it over, then we will destroy Karakorum today!" Ling Yin became furious after hearing that, and said, "My Kunlun Sect has been passed down for a thousand years, and has always been at peace with the world, concentrating on cultivating. "Firstly, I don't know which sect you are from, or what treasures you want to see. Secondly, I don't know what your intentions are when you come to our sect and speak ill of us."

One of them said, "You really know nothing at all. Today, I'll tell you the truth. That Heavenly Book is something that we lost, and if you have trouble taking it, return it to us. " Ling Yin said, "Do you all think I am a three year old child? Since it's something you've lost, may I ask why you didn't come to get it back at the time and only came to demand it after a few years? Also, may I ask what the Heavenly Tome is like? "

Everyone was momentarily at a loss for words. One of them shouted, "Do you want to hand it over or not?"

Ling Yin threw his head back and laughed, "Everyone, since you have come from afar to enter the mortal world, are you trying to bully and steal from us? Are you trying to bully us, the great god of law enforcement, or are you treating us like nothing? May I ask who lent you the courage? Today, not to mention that Karakorum Savant does not have such a treasure, even if she did, she would not hand it over to you people. My Kunlun Sect is dead, what is there to talk about? If the evildoers succeeded and their spirits were burnt to ashes, then there would be no need to worry, and it would be a thousand years of shame! Even if you were to annihilate our Kunlun Mountains today, I'm afraid you would not be able to escape the law then! "

Just as he finished speaking, the person in the lead shouted in a stern voice, "Let's end this quickly. We'll first eliminate Karakorum and then take the treasures!" Dozens of flying swords came out, radiating cold light and sword qi. In the blink of an eye, dozens of Kunlun disciples had been decapitated.

Ling Zhe's eyes were about to crack as he roared and pulled out his sword to meet the attack head on. The battle did not last long. Suddenly, a sword came flying through her body, followed by a palm strike from her back. Ling Yin's eyes darkened, and from then on, she would not wake up.

Relying on his deep cultivation base, when he woke up, he heard someone say, "It's really strange. The entire Kunlun Mountains flipped over, but there was no trace of that thing. Martial Nephew Wu, could it be that your news was wrong? "

Martial Nephew Wu answered, "In reply to Martial Uncle Chu, a few years ago, I met a Daoist Priest in Youzhou. I arrived at Jia Chun's home and left after staying for a few days. Due to our sect's instructions, our sect's disciples should constantly pay attention to the movements of the Mortal Realm's dao gate, which was why we are secretly paying attention to them this time.

Later on, he bribed a servant of the Jia family and found out that the Taoist was from the Karakorum, and showed several tens of words on a piece of silk to his master. Who knew that even his master did not know who he was? My disciple immediately sent a sound transmission using a jade talisman. I immediately returned to the human world and together with my disciple, we caught up to that Taoist and knocked him out. In order to avoid alerting the snake, he took out the silk cloth and made a copy to bring it back to his sect. As it turned out, the silk cloth was put back onto that Taoist's body.

Later on, when my sect's Martial Uncle saw it, he realized that it was most likely the legendary Martial Ancestor's handwritten version of the 'Nine Supremes Sutra', which was why this trip to the Kunlun Mountains of the mortal world took place. "

Martial Uncle Chu coldly snorted and said, "This time, I took the risk of losing my head to come to the human world, but I returned empty-handed. There is not much time left now. If the other cultivators were to find out and find out, we would all die without a burial ground. If we were to set a fire together, and our Evil Golden Gate is unable to obtain it, no one can even dream of getting their hands on it! "

Tens of people kicked the corpses lying on the ground into the Dao Palace. With a flick of their ten fingers, fireballs flew out from their hands. Instantly, thick smoke billowed out as flames soared into the air.

The Evil Golden Gate disciple laughed out loud, riding on his sword and flying away.

Coincidentally, his life was not going to end. Lingyin was kicked into one of the large vats in the main hall. There were usually several large vats in the main hall that were filled with water to prevent a fire.

When Ling Yin woke up again, it was already late at night. Dozens of the Karakorum Savant's large rooms had been reduced to ashes. He saw broken roof tiles and ruins, a scene of devastation. A few embers were still burning. Nearly a hundred people in the sect had been slaughtered to the last man.

Ling Yin clambered out of the large vat, trying to find the Sound Transmission Jade Token and notify the Martial Ancestor of the upper realm. Unfortunately, the whole of Mount Kunlun was already a pile of rubble. He slowly crawled to the ground and used all his strength to dig. After a long time, he took out a one-foot square stone box. Ling Yin panted before opening the lid of the box. Surprisingly, it was the roll of silk that she had taken out from the huge rock.

The silk was soft and soft. Although it was ten feet wide, it could be folded and tightly pressed into the stone box. Using the remnant flame, he carefully examined it. Suddenly, his true essence stirred, and his internal injuries erupted. He spat out a large mouthful of blood, spraying the silk with it.

Ling Yin was sorrowful as he thought to himself: For this ominous thing, over a hundred people in Mount Kunlun have died, and I am also crippled. It would be better to destroy this item and end this once and for all.

He threw the silk to the fire and was about to crawl away when he touched it and fainted again.

When he woke up, the sun was already high in the sky and the sun was glaring.

Lingyin used his hands to support the ground as he slowly sat up. Suddenly, he saw that the silk cloth had not been burnt down and was instead shining brightly under the sunlight.

He was filled with curiosity, but he soon became angry. He picked up an iron sword beside him and aimed it at the silk, cut it, and cut it. However, he was not able to injure it in the slightest. Ling Yin was helpless. Holding the silk in his hand, he tore at it with all his might, but it was all in vain.

He thought to himself: This thing is impervious to water and fire, and is hard to injure with swords. What should he do? His gaze swept the surroundings, and he exclaimed in surprise. The silk faintly showed signs of writing, but it was no longer the original unrecognizable calligraphy. Instead, it had been written throughout the country ever since Qin Shi Huang unified the Six Kingdoms — Qin Li.

Ling Yin hurriedly opened a corner and saw a few lines of text at the beginning: "When blood is spilled, wash before the fire. When the sun shines, it will be revealed; when close to the sun, it will be revealed." He then wrote, "I had a glimpse of the Dao of Heaven more than a thousand years ago, and I used the art of breaking through the sky.

There were around eight out of ten disciples that had been accepted, and all of them were considered to be from the God Realm. However, I was born in the human world, grew up in the human world, and my eighteen disciples were also people of the human world. The so-called drinking water source of thought, really memorable. However, the great calamity was approaching, and I could not take any of it. I will record everything I have learned in my life in this silk and seal it within the nine stars.

I hope that those who are fated to learn it will be able to resist the great tribulation together. Then, the billions of living creatures will be fortunate, and I will be lucky as well! The item sealed within this silk would naturally choose its master. He left a remnant of his consciousness behind, and it changed with the current situation. One of the techniques, if you have not succeeded in body forging, it is useless to practice hard, remember this! "

When Lingyin looked again, he saw something written on it: "What is nine? What was righteousness? Extreme Yin Yang, Martial Extreme Genuine, Divine Roaming in the Azure Sky, Grand Emptiness Realm. This book can be called "The Nine Suits."

Ling Yin sighed and said, "It really is the book that Martial Ancestor personally wrote," The Nine Sutures of the Nine Supremes ". However, this is a very important matter, and we cannot stay here for too long. He then folded the silk and hid it close to his body. He picked up the sword on the ground and used it as a walking stick as he staggered away.

Hungry food and sleep, day and night. When there was smoke, he would ask for a few leftovers to fill his stomach. When there was no smoke, he would just randomly eat some wild fruits and wild animals to wrap himself up in. In his spare time, he would study the Endless Virtue of the Nine Deaths . It was just that he had lost all his strength and was like a cripple. Fortunately, he had already comprehended the technique section of the "Nine Supremes Sutra". Although he did not have any inner strength, he was still able to defend himself against the enemy.

On this day, he arrived at the eastern part of the Yangtze River, which was already not far from the East China Sea. There was an island in the East China Sea that was the branch of Mount Kunlun. In her heart, Ling Yin planned to inform her fellow sect members, tell them what had happened, and then ask the Martial Ancestor of the upper realms to avenge her. At this time, Ling Yin's external injuries had already healed, and his internal injuries had mostly healed. With just a bit of luck, his meridians were in extreme pain, and he knew that he had exhausted all of his strength, making it impossible for him to recover. After walking for a few days, they arrived at the shore of the East Sea. They rented a small fishing boat and set sail.

After walking for a few miles, he saw a few people on swords flying over to the top of the small boat. Martial Nephew Wu was very smart, but fortunately, he managed to kill his opponent that day. After a thorough investigation, he found that there was one less corpse and an empty stone box.

He knew that there was a branch of Mount Kunlun in the East China Sea. Why did Taoist Lingyin stagger to come late? This old man has been waiting for too long. Hand over the items and I will leave your corpse intact! "

Ling Yin was secretly shocked, and sighed: "Evil Golden Sect people are vicious, I am afraid they will not be able to escape this calamity. It is not my fault that I died. It is just that it was a great violation of the martial ancestor's original intention for the book to fall into such treacherous hands. The people in front of him all had high cultivation bases. He was far from being a match for them. At the moment, we can only take one step at a time and watch from the sidelines. No matter what, we must not let the « Nine Supremes Explanation » fall into the hands of a thief. "

When he thought here, he immediately pointed his sword and shouted: "Come!" Martial Uncle Chu laughed wildly. "Interesting. Martial Nephew Wu, go and play with him. "

Just as he finished his words, a young man appeared out of nowhere. He wore a long white robe and had an evil look on his face. He laughed sinisterly as the flying sword left his hand and flew towards the Hidden Spirit Item. Ling Yin took a step back. He raised his right hand, turned the sword around, and smashed into the flying sword. With a clanging sound, the flying sword shook a few times before falling into the sea.

Everyone was shocked. With just one move, he was able to send a sword into the sea. They felt that Spirit Concealment had used the power of an ordinary person to knock down the flying sword that had been refined for many years.

It had to be known that the flying sword had been made over the years and was already very spiritual. People in the mortal world would find it difficult to match it. According to common sense, wherever the flying sword went, the head would be separated from the body.

Ling Yin let out a long sigh and thought to himself, "The Nine Supremes Sutra is truly impressive. To me, the first part of Body Tempering is impossible to cultivate. For many days now, only two of his moves were related to his skill. If my power is still there, then my opponent's flying sword will be cut off. "

The Evil Golden Gate disciple did not know what Ling Yin was thinking at the moment, he only said that after a few days, his martial arts had improved greatly, and he must have been able to see through the 'Nine Supremes Sutra'.

Immediately, the crowd became even more ecstatic. That Martial Uncle Chu shouted loudly: "Finish this quickly!" Shua shua shua, several flying swords pierced over in quick succession. Martial Nephew Wu also waved his hand and the sword that had sunk into the water instantly broke through the ocean and slashed towards Ling Yin's head.

Martial Nephew Wu was extremely vexed and ashamed. His flying sword had actually been struck down into the sea by a common person and sent to the cultivation world. Where would his face be? He immediately displayed his vicious nature and actually used his full strength to swear an oath that he was going to slay Spirit Concealment.

Ling Yin groaned on the inside. At this moment, his true qi was completely gone. He was relying on the ingenuity of his footwork and his techniques were mystical. He clenched his teeth and endured it. Before long, his entire body was riddled with wounds, and his clothes were stained with blood.

Just when he was feeling angry, a sword flew over. Without any warning, he felt a sharp pain in his left arm, and a blood light shone out. One of his arms had already left his body and fell onto the boat.

Ling Yin's face was covered in blood. With disheveled hair, she looked like a mad tiger as she shouted, "The heavens have no eyes, so what are the trillions of lives?"

Martial Uncle Chu gave an evil smile, "When death is at hand, you only have to shout at the heavens and shout at the earth. How laughable!" Just as he was about to make his move, the sky suddenly changed. A loud and deafening sound of thunder came from far away. The Evil Golden Gate was shocked and stunned for a moment. They retracted their swords and looked at each other.

Great waves billowed as black clouds covered the sky. Angry roars came from the sky: "The Evil Golden Gate's people are extremely bold! How dare he secretly enter the human world, and bring disaster to the living. "We shall execute the law of the Nine Realms on the orders of the Lord of All Fiends. We shall kill them all!"

Just as he said that, countless of electric arcs descended from the sky, instantly turning the several people from the Evil Golden Gate along with their swords into smoke. At this moment, a huge wave came, and the small boat immediately turned upside down. Lingyin let out a cry and sank into the sea, completely unconscious.

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