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This old man knew his identity. He knew that he was the person on the wanted poster!

Li Ye placed his hand on the sword and circled around it. He looked around vigilantly, afraid that a few nimble flying fish spies would suddenly jump out and capture him.

"Stop looking. Without the Flying Fish, I have to report it. Are you still able to stand here and chat with me?" The old man waved his hand, looking down on Li Ye's slow reaction. He mumbled, "I don't know how Old Liu taught me. Teach only fists, not brains."

The more Li Ye knew, the more he feared an old man. He realized that he seemed to know nothing about the martial arts world. The more he didn't know, the more Li Ye, who relied on intelligence, was scared.

The old man stared at Li Ye and patted the stool, indicating that Li Ye should sit down and talk slowly. Looking at Li Ye's terrified expression, he coldly said, "You're not going to learn anything from your master. Why are you trying to be so carefree?"

"My master... "I only had enough time to teach me martial arts before I headed down the mountain." Li Ye lowered his head. His expression was downcast and his voice was choked with sobs. He was now somewhat regretting why he had made such a ruckus on his way down the mountain.

"We can teach them even if we go down the mountain!" "Why didn't he teach you? As far as I know, not only does he have good martial arts, he also has some other skills. You aren't afraid of those things even if you learn to walk wherever you want." The old man stroked Li Ye's hair and said gently.

Li Ye's voice already carried a hint of a sobbing tone. With a trembling voice, he said, "He's dead."

After a long time, the old man finally returned to his senses and looked at the dusty box. He sighed a few times and said with a trembling voice, "Damn it, the things that have tortured him for so long should have come to an end."

"What do you mean?" Torture? " Li Ye looked at the old man with bloodshot eyes. He did not understand the meaning of the old man's words.

The old man looked at Li Ye, shook his head, and coldly said, "Do you know who I am?"

Li Ye shook his head in confusion. He knew nothing about this old man's identity.

"I think so too. He wouldn't tell you this, would he know about the Yangzhou Sword Tomb?" The old man had an expression of "as expected" as he spoke to Li Ye in a gentle and mysterious manner.

Sword Tomb, Li Ye knew that a sect of wuxia warriors with one person in ten years was a powerful sect.

The old man asked again, "Do you know the head of the sword?"

Li Ye had only heard the old man from Mount Wudang say the word "head of the sword" before, but he didn't know what it meant. He shook his head in confusion and looked at the old man with a puzzled expression.

"The Sword Tomb has a person appearing every ten years, and if you don't come then that's fine. If you come out, you'll definitely be the number one swordsman in the entire martial arts world, and the person who comes out after a long time is called the Sword Head. I came out thirty years ago." The old man casually revealed his identity, but judging from his uncaring attitude, it seemed as if he didn't care too much about Number One Under Heaven.

Fortunately, he said this to Li Ye, who was not very familiar with the martial arts world. If it was another person, even if he was Number One Under Heaven, he wouldn't be happy. That person would definitely want to strangle him.

However, the old man's shocking words did not end there. He said indifferently, "My younger sister is your grandmother, the sword head from forty years ago! I reckon that you and I have some sort of relationship, so just call me uncle. "

"Uncle?" This sudden appearance of his uncle confused Li Ye. His mind was a little muddled now. "Grandma, uncle, Sword Tomb, Sword Head?"

He suddenly looked at the old man with a serious face and asked in a deep voice, "What about my grandmother? Who is my grandfather? Is it … Master? "

The old man who claimed to be Uncle Li Ye looked deeply at Li Ye before he walked into the room and took out a portrait. Although the portrait was already slightly yellow, there was not a speck of dust on it.

When he flipped open the portrait, he saw a beautiful lady in white, dressed in white, with black hair flowing down like a waterfall, exuding a cold and seductive aura. The woman in the picture looked somewhat similar to Li Ye.

"Is this my grandmother?" Li Ye's hands were trembling. He couldn't believe that the cold-eyed woman in the painting was his grandmother.

The old man nodded, and told Li Ye about the past: "Your grandmother was originally the most talented person in our generation, and she also used her outstanding swordsmanship to prove her aptitude. At just twenty years of age, she defeated all of the young generation of the Sword Tomb, and she left the Sword Tomb as the head of the sword …"

"I had thought that your grandma would be able to represent the Sword Tomb and reach a pinnacle. But who would have thought, that in less than a year, your grandma would have returned to the Sword Tomb in a sorry state, and she would be pregnant by the time she returned. No matter how the older generation tried to coerce or coerce her, your grandma would never say who the father was, nor would she beat the child."

"Is that child my mother? But who is mother's father? " Li Ye could not help but ask as he listened.

"At that time, I wanted to know as well, I wanted to beat the man that didn't dare to stand out. I hated him for being too cowardly and causing my sister to suffer so much." The old man sighed as he changed his tone, "It wasn't until your master appeared and barged into the Yangzhou Sword Tomb with a golden blade, intending to take your grandmother away from you, that I realized that man was not afraid to stand up. It was your grandmother who didn't want him to stand up."

"And then?" At this time, Li Ye was full of interest, like a child listening to a legend. His eyes were filled with desire.

"Later?" There was no later on, the Sword Tomb was not something that an idiot boy could challenge, and that Heaven Chasm was not something that he, the next Sect Leader of the Golden Blade Sect, could pass through. The old man stared at Li Ye. Rather than looking at Li Ye, it was more accurate to say that he looked at the mask on Li Ye's face. That day, he looked at this man covered in wounds and shouted at the woman in the Sword Tomb, "I'm going to take you away!"

Your master was severely injured by a few elders of the Sword Tomb. In order to protect your master's life, your grandmother personally cut off the relationship between her and your master, so that the child in her belly would no longer be related to him. Furthermore, she will never leave the Sword Tomb even half a step in her life.

Although he and you are close in status, this little bit of relationship is like a vast ocean, untouchable.

"Master... "Grandfather!" Li Ye's eyes were red. He lowered his head and said in a deep voice, "Where's my grandmother?" I want to see her. "

He gently put away the portrait and turned his head to look at Li Ye. His eyes were already moist, and he gently caressed Li Ye's head as he muttered to Li Ye, "She died. She died in childbirth with your mother!"