Jian Chi'er has a sad tone in her tone. She is always a member of the Sword Clan.
Everyone looked at the clear water, and there were indeed many swords at the bottom of the river.
"There are still many broken swords. I heard that this sword washing pond is to wash away the hostility on the sword and the sword aura of the previous user."
Xia Bing looked at Lin Yue subconsciously.
Ye Mingyue and the others also looked over.
"Yes it is."
Lin Yue nodded, "Sword Chi'er, I have something to tell you, and the rest of you should find a room to rest first."
Jian Chi'er's eyes were surprised, and Lin Yue entered the room alone.
"close the door."
Jian Chi'er obediently closed the door, "Master, please say."
"Do you know the Four Sacred Sword Formation?"
"It seems that I heard it from my father when I was young, but it's not very clear."
This was also expected by Lin Yue, "Washing the sword pond contains the natural masterless sword aura, and these sword auras are also the nutrients of the Four Sacred Sword Array."
Jian Chi'er was puzzled and looked surprised.
"To put it simply, this sword washing pond, as well as all the houses within a radius of ten feet in the river formed by it, are buried under the ground with a sword formation."
Jian Chi'er's eyes flashed with shock, "How did the son know such a big array."
"It's not important, but Jian Qiyun arranged for us to be here. You should know why."
"He, he wants to kill us with a sword formation! But why? The son has already agreed to hand over the Xuanwu sword."
"The heart is separated by the belly, not to mention that Jian Qiyun is not a good thing, have you forgotten what happened to you?"
Jian Chi'er's pretty face was startled, and she turned pale immediately. The same was what her childhood father said to her when he sent her away.
"Father never did anything to hurt them, but they..."
"It's okay, I guess the big formation will be fully opened tonight, because they don't plan to let me see Sword Master."
"Why, grandpa... is still the patriarch of the sword clan."
Lin Yue shook his head.
"It's nothing but fame, Jianzun lost your father, he thought he also lost you, an old man who was already old, but he couldn't keep his children and grandchildren."
Lin Yue was also a little helpless.
"It happens that the person who is going to harm you and your father is his other son. Can you say that he can still be the Sword Sovereign who symbolizes the pinnacle of Southern Swordsmanship?"
Jian Chi'er listened, clutching his clothes in a panic.
"My son, let's run away."
She knew that the Sword Clan was already like this, but the most important thing now was that Jian Qiyun would use the Four Sacred Sword Formations against them.
Jian Chi'er didn't want anyone to be injured because of her.
Especially Lin Yue.
"If you can't leave, if I hadn't stopped Jian Qiyun for a while, he would have done it."
Lin Yue took out the Xuanwu sword from the storage ring and handed it to Jian Chi'er, "I know why the four holy swords, but only Xuanwu swords are left out?"
Jian Chi'er shook his head.
"Because the most important formation of the Four Sacred Swords is the Xuanwu Sword."
Jian Chi'er was shocked, "My son, how did my son know?"
In her eyes, Lin Yue was already an omniscient existence like a god.
Naturally, Lin Yue wouldn't talk about this with her in detail.
He has been trapped for 100,000 years, exploring all the secrets in the world and understanding all the powerful characters, which is his way to relieve his boredom.
Otherwise he would have been bored to death.
"In the Battle of the Eight Clan in the Southern Territory, the clan leader of the Sword Clan at that time used to kill countless enemies with the Four Sacred Sword Formation, but later his opponent also learned the way to crack it. The Xuanwu sword is the formation eye, too The most important sword to control the Four Sacred Sword Array."
Jian Chi'er suddenly realized that she finally understood why Lin Yue knew about Jian Qiyun's conspiracy.
But he still agreed to come to Xijianchi and wait for one night.
"My son, we can use the Xuanwu sword to control the Four Sacred Sword Array."
"It's not us, it's you."
Lin Yue approached Jian Chi'er, looking at Jian Chi'er's eyes.
"I want you to kill Jianhao tonight."
"Master!"
Jian Chi'er's heart was pounding, "I am not his opponent."
"With the Four Sacred Sword Formations in hand, you can kill anyone in the Sword Clan, and only if Sword Anger is dead, I have the bargaining chip to negotiate with your grandfather Sword Sovereign."
Lin Yue knew exactly what he was doing.
Every step he took was in his calculations.
The sword idiot Eryu held the thick hilt in his hand, unable to calm his mind for a long time.
But in her heart, no matter what Lin Yue asked her to do, it seemed to be right.
"I see, son."
Jian Chi'er's eyes are persevering.
"Time is coming."
Lin Yue smiled faintly, "Four Saint Xuanwu Sword Art, have you seen it clearly?"
"Well, the son has used it twice. I remember the moves, but..."
"Heart and skill, I will pass it directly to you now."
Lin Yue finished speaking and sat on the bed.
Jian Chi'er understood what Lin Yue meant, and sat on the bed, but there was a little deer bumping in his heart.
"Master, will this affect your cultivation level?"
"No, I will come back from training in two days."
Lin Yue said truthfully.
Jian Chi'er's heart tightened, even if Lin Yue didn't deliberately express it, his words and deeds all revealed his enchanting confidence in martial arts.
Two days of practicing the Four Sacred Sword Art of the Huijian Clan handed down for thousands of years!
Don't talk about yourself, Jian Chi'er knew that even her father would not dare to say such a thing.
But in Lin Yue, Jian Chi'er was convinced.
She closed her eyes, and Lin Yue's hands were pressed on her jade back, and the skill of the Four Sage Xuanwu Sword Art became a hot stream, which gushed out along the palm of Lin Yue's palm!
Jian Chi'er's nasal breathing became hotter and hotter, and she could feel the warm current entering her body, opening up the meridians along the internal organs.
Jian Chi'er's body couldn't help but tremble, and his whole body was soaked with fragrant sweat.
An hour later, when Jian Chi'er opened his eyes, the Xuanwu sword on the side made a vibrating sound!
As if sensing the blood of Jian Chi'er and the Four Sage Sword Art, the Xuanwu sword flew into Jian Chi'er's hands by itself.
"I have never felt this way before."
She got out of bed and bowed down to Lin Yue.
"Sword Chi'er will never forget the grace of the young man's reconstruction."
Lin Yue shrugged, it didn't hurt him much.
"First change your clothes."
Lin Yue turned away.
"what!"
Jian Chi'er couldn't help screaming, but immediately covered his little mouth.
She thought to herself that it was a sensitive period now, and it would be over if everyone misunderstood it.
Jian Chi'er knew that it was even more difficult to go out like this now, and turned around, took out a piece of clothing from the storage ring and changed it.
"My son, don't look at it."
"Don't look down."
Jian Chi'er turned his back to Lin Yue, of course he didn't know that he had turned his head a long time ago.
"By the way, I need you to do something for me."
Jian Chi'er's heart pounded, "I promise."
"Don't you ask anything?"
"No need to ask."
Jian Chi'er put on his clothes and turned around, thinking that Lin Yue had just turned around.
"My son, I will always agree to it."
Lin Yue smiled, "It's actually not a difficult thing to do."
Chapter end
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