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Jian Zhi was not unfamiliar with this name, because anyone living in the village, whether it was a child who had just learned the name, or an old man with a confused mind, would all be familiar with this name. Jian Zhi would still remember the village chief's name, and Lan Hua Xin was the village chief's name, which was also the descendant of Lan Tian.

"Senior, you should answer me now, who are you?" Jian Zhi asked.

Satisfied, the black-robed old man stared at Jian Zhi. Smiling, he said, "You already know who I am. Why are you asking me?"

Initially, when he heard the other party's question, he had his suspicions as well. Now, after hearing his words, Jian Zhi had already confirmed the true identity of the person. "But you are not ?"

"Hehe!" It's been four hundred years, I just broke through a hundred years ago and successfully became the Sword Emperor. If I can't break through the Sword Emperor in another hundred years, then my lifespan will end here, so I plan to use this last hundred years to protect the village. Kid, do you know who the enemy is?

Looking at the bleak expression on Lan Tian's face, Jian Zhi's heart ached. He respectfully nodded and said, "Un! This junior knows, it's that Demon God Empire. Although I don't know the specifics, 80% of them are members of the imperial family, and this has absolutely nothing to do with their emperor!

"Demon God Empire!" "That's a bit difficult. It's better not to go before we reach the Sword Emperor. There have been quite a few missing Sword Emperor experts over the years. It seems like we'll have to rely on you three brats to take revenge." Lan Tian pointed at the three of them and sighed.

However, due to the age and strength of the other party, they could only look at each other and smile bitterly. Amongst them, Duan Ya was even more depressed, and Lan Tian had instantly reduced the two of them to the same generation as Jian Zhi and Xue Zixuan. For the past forty years, he had lived his life in vain, and the more he lived, the more he went back.

"Old Senior Lan, you seem to have misunderstood. Uncle Duan and I are not the village survivors. There is someone else among the survivors, but naturally, we cannot abandon them for revenge." Sensing the meaning behind Lan Tian's words, Xue Zixuan explained.

"Haha!" If that's the case, then I feel that the little kid behind you is too mature. No wonder! " Lan Tian laughed.

Hearing the other party's laughter, Jian Zhi and Xue Zixuan forced themselves to suppress their laughter as they stared at Duan Ya, whose face was turning green. Jian Zhi even thought of Li Ke and couldn't help but sigh. There really was such a person that appeared to be old.

This old fellow is really good at taking advantage of old age, Duan Ya thought gloomily.

After he finished laughing, Lan Tian stared at Jian Zhi and asked with concern, "How is it? Nothing happened right? It was a little ruthless so you shouldn't mind it, little doll!"

"What senior is saying, this brat naturally doesn't care. Since this matter has already been clarified, can we go in and pay our respects?" Jian Zhi asked indifferently.

"Of course you can, but only you can go in. The other two children just wait here. Their identities are unknown, so you must be careful!" Lan Tian pointed at Xue Zixuan and Duan Ya as he spoke.

He turned his head around to no longer look at the other party, while Jian Zhi didn't know whether to laugh or to cry. He could only explain, "Senior and the others are not outsiders, Zi Xuan is my future wife, Uncle Duan Ya is the Great General of the empire, so to pay his respects to my mother, who is also the Grand Princess, there should be nothing wrong with it. Senior, please be at ease, they are people that I can trust with my life."

Hearing Jian Zhi's words, Xue Zixuan and Duan Ya's hearts warmed. Following that, the latter looked gratefully at Jian Zhi, and in their heart, they decided that they must do their best to support this future monarch.

"Hehe!" [Since you said that, old man, it would be too much to make a fuss about it. Fine!] "All of you, go in. It's been a long time since you've returned. When I came, the stone monument was covered in dust, but I've already cleaned it up. Hurry up and go." Lan Tian urged with a smile.

What a joke, who was the one who wasted so much time, to actually strike the nail on the head? Jian Zhi helplessly thought, but he did not say it out, he was really dumb and could not speak out, at this moment his heart was the same as Jian Zhi's, he found it hard to accept this old man's character.

This was the person that the villagers were the most proud of! He had witnessed it today. He really wasn't an ordinary person! As he thought of this, Jian Zhi, Xue Zixuan, and Duan Ya stepped into the village. To Jian Zhi and the other two's surprise, Lan Tian also followed along. The three of them could only allow him to do as he pleased.

Jian Zhi walked at the very front, looking at the old houses one by one. His thoughts had drifted back to when he was eight years old, when he recalled the smiles on the faces of everyone in the village at the intersection, and he couldn't help but think back to the few years he had lived with Li Wei and Alice. He had thought that he would be very sad, but he had never thought that he would be so calm.

After some observation along the way, Jian Zhi clearly discovered that although every house was very shabby, there was actually no dust on top. Someone must have cleaned them, which made Jian Zhi feel somewhat gratified.

In fact, all the cleaning in this place was done by Lan Tian himself. Although the sword immortal of the city had ordered them to fight to the death to protect Qing City, he had not ordered them to clean up the entire Sword Saint Village, and Xue Feng had even ordered them not to touch a single tree or blade of grass inside, which made them even more afraid to act rashly even if they wanted to. However, Lan Tian was different.

At this time, Xue Zixuan and Duan Ya also saw the scene in front of them. Although there weren't many surprises in their eyes, there were still some that were shocked, because the rows of stone tablets were neatly arranged with crooked characters carved onto them. Some of the words were not directly replaced with the wrong words, and it was hard to imagine that these rows of tombstones were actually made by three children of seven or eight years old.

Seeing the familiar sight of the one hundred and fifty-six tombs appearing before him, Jian Zhi's footsteps paused. Looking at the sorrowful sight before him, he found it difficult to take another step forward as he stood there quietly.

Seeing that Jian Zhi had stopped, Xue Zixuan and Duan Ya also stopped in their tracks. They quietly stared at Jian Zhi's thin and weak figure. Their hearts were filled with grief, and they felt grief for Jian Zhi.

However, although Jian Zhi and the other two had stopped, Lan Tian did not stop. He walked straight to the first row of gravestones and stood in front of one meter, bowing deeply to all the gravestones. Then, he gently waved his embroidered robe and instantly, a purple breeze blew away the dust on each monument, leaving not even a speck of dust behind.

Following the movements of the other party, he bowed deeply and followed closely behind Xue Zixuan and Duan Ya. Xue Zixuan stood to the right of Jian Zhi, while Duan Ya stood to the right of Xue Zixuan, simultaneously bowing respectfully towards the one hundred and fifty-six tombstones.

After doing all of this, Jian Zhi used his memories to slowly walk to one of the tombstones and knelt down. After kowtowing, he said softly, "Lord Village Chief, Xiao Zhi has come to see you!" After saying that, Jian Zhi still knelt down and took out three joss sticks from the Heavenly Dragon Necklace. With a thought, the three joss sticks automatically started burning and green smoke slowly rose into the sky until it disappeared.

After doing all of this, Jian Zhi kowtowed once more, then stood up and walked towards another tombstone. He knelt down once again and kowtowed once more, and just like that, a hundred and fifty-five incense sticks of time had passed. Fortunately, Jian Zhi's strength was high, otherwise, even a master swordsman would not be able to withstand it.

While Jian Zhi was doing all of this, Xue Zixuan was also imitating Jian Zhi's movements, simultaneously kneeling on the one hundred and fifty-five tombstones and kowtowing at the same time. Although Jian Zhi did not look at Xue Zixuan's movements, Jian Zhi's soul had already discovered long ago, and his heart was filled with unparalleled emotions.

This was the tombstone that Jian Zhi had carved the most. With the strength of an intermediate level swordsman, just these six words alone had already been used for five days, and every line was extremely careful and meticulous. If someone had a professional gravestone, they would definitely be amazed that this person was a tablet master.

Xue Zixuan also saw the final tombstone. She could not help but mutter out six words, "Mother's Sword: Qing's Tomb".

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The character of a powerful person, the number of words of a powerful person! His inspiration today was not bad! Hee hee!