C87 Casting the sword by the tao yan v. the past now

When Mo Jingtian and old beggar saw Daoyin going to the inner room, they looked at each other and waited outside.

Before long, the Daoyin monk holding an object wrapped in black silk walked out, and placed it on the table, and then opened it up, and asked Mo Jingtian: Young Hero, what do you think is this?

Mo Jingtian and old beggar both looked at the table under the light.

Amongst them, there were a few dark and slightly yellow books. On top of the books, there were three words, "Sword Casting Meridian s".

Seeing this, Mo Jingtian anxiously picked up a book and held it in his hands. He flipped to the first page, which was the exact same page that his grandfather had frequently chanted when he was young, he placed the book down and flipped to the other books.

Mo Jingtian lifted all the black silk and hugged all the books to his chest. Two streams of clear tears unconsciously fell.

old beggar and Daoyin only looked at him but did not say anything. After a long while, the old beggar came forward and comforted him, "Little friend, don't cry anymore. This should be your Mo Clan's passed down from generation to generation, right?"

Mo Jingtian nodded, he used the cloth to wipe the tears at the corner of his eyes and asked Daoyin, "Mage, why is this scripture in your hands?"

Only then did Dao Yan Mage explain to him.

So it turned out that before old master Mo had brandished his sword, Lu Daocheng had once lured a monk from the Daoyin to meet him. Only after being shocked did he realize that the Daoyin was someone from the Swallow King.

Old Lord Mo then asked him what he thought of the current situation.

Only then did Daoyin inform Ming Hui Di that Zhu Yun's plan to decimate the men would force the Swallow King to do so. In order to protect himself, he had no choice but to do the opposite.

Old Mo once again asked him, who was in charge of this world.

Daoyin did not say it directly, but said it half-jokingly, "Whichever hand the Emperor Sword is in, the world will be in."

Old Lord Mo was a wise man, after hearing this, he knew that the Daoyin had long made arrangements and was prepared. However, he still asked Daoyin how he could the Swallow King win against the current emperor. After all, the imperial army was several times stronger than the Swallow King, and the south was rich and abundant with food, while the Swallow King only had a few tens of thousands of troops.

When the Daoyin heard this, he could only say one sentence, "The path of the emperor;

Old Mo finally understood that he had lived half his life, and he wasn't just fooling around. However, he sighed and didn't say what was in his heart. As it turned out, the Patriarch already felt that his time was running out, which was why he was in such a hurry to start his sword practice and rebuild the Sword Crafting Villa.

Even if the Sword Crafting Mountain was dignified and well-established, it would still be difficult to establish itself in this chaotic world. However, since he had chosen this time, the Old Patriarch had no other choice, as the Sword Crafting Token had already been passed down to the people of the Jiang Hu sect, and all the other sects had arrived, so he had no choice but to send it out.

The Patriarch did not believe him previously, but just in case, he was prepared. However, after hearing Daoyin's words, he understood, and secretly rejoiced. Otherwise, if the Mo Family was trapped in this conflict, he did not know what would happen. He thought about it again, in the Mo family, generations after generations, they had suffered from the sword, so after hesitating for a while, his own Sword Crafting Technique did not reach his son Mo Jianchou, but his grandson was still young, so he decided to just give up on the legacy, so that the younger generation would not be burdened by the sword, and stay in the martial arts world. This was why there was that letter.

However, old patriarch Mo could not bear to part with this book. He looked at Daoyin, and after that, he made up his mind, and handed the book over to him and said: "Mage, give this book to Swallow King! "This way, we can help him forge some good weapons and end all the conflicts in this world as soon as possible. This can be counted as a token of our goodwill, and after the opening of the sword tomorrow, our Mo Clan will no longer establish any Sword Crafting Villa."

When Daoyin reached out to take it, the《 Sword Casting Meridian》 was finally in his hands, and when it was in his hands, it was naturally in Swallow King's hands as well.

"Young hero, in this way, you should understand that Swallow King was a wise king at that time. Not to mention that Swallow King obtained the《 Sword Casting Meridian》, even if he did not, he would not kill all the innocent people in your village for a mere scripture."

Mo Jingtian was shocked. Only now did the cause and effect become clear, and in his heart he thought, "Could it be that someone else framed Swallow King?" He thought for a moment, his heart was puzzled, and asked Daoyin, "Does Master know who did this?"

"Young Hero Mo, this humble monk does not know. That day, when I heard that your entire family and the villagers were all killed, I also hurriedly ran towards the villa. However, I did not see any thieves. Oh, good, good! I wonder who could be so bold as to do such a thing that would anger both man and god! " The Daoyin said.

"Master, do you have any other clues?" Mo Jingtian asked.

Daoyin pondered for a moment, shook his head, and said: "This humble monk had looked into it before, but it was already night, moreover it was raining, so I could not find any clues, it is just that, this humble monk did save a little girl."

"Where is it?" Mo Jingtian asked anxiously.

Then, the Daoyin explained how he saved the old elder's daughter. He then said, "When I saved her, I saw that she was extremely anxious and frightened, so I fed her a pill and it made her forget about the past. Afterwards, I brought her to the Swallow King Palace. When the Swallow King saw this girl, he felt pity for her and he was extremely fond of her, so he took her as his biological daughter and gave her the name of 'Zhu Zhirou' to be raised by his wife. However, I wonder if she remembers what happened back then. "

"What about her now?" Mo Jingtian asked anxiously.

"As of now, she is naturally within the imperial city. She was bestowed the title of 'Princess An Ping' by the Swallow King, which is to say, by the current Emperor." Daoyin said.

"An Ping? "Could it be?" Mo Jingtian guessed in his heart, but he suddenly thought of something. He hastily took it out from his chest pocket and asked Daoyin: "Master, do you know of this?"

The Daoyin monk held it in his hand. After looking at it carefully, he asked, "This is a princess' token, how is it in your hand?"

Mo Jingtian said: "She gave this to me. "Now, I will use this item to find her in the capital. I will also ask her if he knows that he killed one of our village's elders!"

With that said, Mo Jingtian wanted to leave.

"Young hero, please wait." The Daoyin monk stopped him.

Mo Jingtian turned around and looked at him doubtfully.

"Young Hero, I'm afraid it's already too late for you to go. By the time you arrived at the capital, the city gates had already closed. How do you get into town? Even if you enter the city, the princess wouldn't be able to see you easily, if you go tomorrow. Moreover, don't tell me you don't want this《 Sword Casting Meridian s》 anymore? "

Mo Jingtian looked at the scrolls on the table, recalled what his grandfather had said, and sighed: "Master, you keep the scrolls well! My grandpa said, from the beginning, my Mo Clan would never forge a sword again. Master, thank you very much. As for whether or not this matter was done by the current Emperor, this junior still has some misgivings. Please forgive this master's words, this junior will not be able to fully believe it for the time being. "

However, I will also help you find the truth. I also want to know, who was it that wanted to frame Swallow King back then! The Daoyin said.

"Okay, okay. What I should say is more or less what I should say. Old monk, I have made a difficult trip, shouldn't you prepare some meat and wine for me as a reward? " old beggar said.

"There isn't any meat, but there are two jars of wine. How about the two of us drink a few cups with little friend?" The Daoyin said.

Mo Jingtian naturally agreed, while Daoyin called for Sha Mi and ordered the temple to prepare some fast food to send over.

After the three of them drank for a while, each of them fell asleep.