Kenshin Tomb is a family with the best swordsmithing skills in the world. All of its disciples are outstanding swordsmiths. The owner of the tomb, King Li Su, is even the best swordsmith in the world. Many famous swords are made by him, and he is famous in the world.

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The Kenshin Tomb is hidden in a valley. Beyond the valley is a swamp. The swamp is covered with broken swords of various sizes. At a rough look, there are probably as many as a thousand swords.

On this day, more than ten riders came to the valley.

Lei Wujie reined in his horse and stopped, turned his head, with a bit of excitement in his expression, and said loudly: "This is the entrance to the Sword Heart Tomb, the gate of the Sword Tomb."

Xiao Se, Sikong Qianluo, Yue Ji, and Ming Hou had been here with him before, so they naturally knew that Lei Wujie was specifically telling Fang Muye, Xie Xuan, Lei Hong, Tang Lian, Wu Xin, and Ye Ruoyi

How many people listened.

Xie Xuan took a look at the swamp and said: "It is said that this swamp is equipped with a strange formation, with twelve kinds of changes. Only the sword guard of the sword heart tomb knows the way in. Anyone who doesn't know the way will be trapped in the swamp if they step into it."

Devoured.”

Wuxin smiled and said: "Lei Wujie is the young master of the Jianxin Tomb. He must know the way in."

Unexpectedly, Lei Wujie scratched his head with an embarrassed look on his face. Everyone didn't know that he didn't know the way in.

Xiao Se shook his head helplessly and sighed: "What a good little guy."

Lei Wujie was speechless. Fortunately, two young men with exactly the same appearance walked out of the valley. He waved his hands and shouted: "Where to go, where to go."

He Qu He Cong jumped up, took a dozen steps on the swamp, and then jumped over.

"The Master of the Young Tomb is back." One of the young men looked at Lei Wujie and laughed, then turned his eyes, raised his fists, and said loudly: "Where are you going, the sword guard of the Jianxin Tomb? I have seen all of you distinguished guests.

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Fang Muye and others returned the greeting and said hello.

He Qu said, "Please follow me into the valley, and leave the horses to He Cong. Watch carefully where I step. You can't make a mistake in one step. Remember that!"

With just a tap of his toes, he jumped onto a stone on the swamp, then jumped again, and after a dozen jumps, he reached the other side of the swamp.

Fang Muye and others were all highly skilled in martial arts, and they immediately used their own skills to jump over.

"Everyone, please follow me." He Qu said and led everyone into the valley.

After a group of people walked for a while in a dark and narrow mountain road, they came out of the mountain road and suddenly saw a bright light in front of them.

But I saw that there were sword-making rooms one after another in the valley. Inside were shirtless, sweating men wielding swords. Someone drove a carriage and ran past quickly on the road. Behind the carriage, there were a lot of swords.

The swords were made into swords one after another, and the sword's body was shining brightly, making it obvious that it was not ordinary at first sight.

Ye Ruoyi couldn't help but said: "A lot of swords."

He Qu smiled and said: "These are all going to be destroyed."

Ye Ruoyi asked in confusion: "Why should it be destroyed?"

He Qu said proudly: "This is the Sword Heart Tomb. They only forge the best swords in the world. Any swords that are not of the highest quality will be taken out and destroyed. The broken swords at the gate of the Sword Tomb are these failed swords.

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The Confucian Sword Immortal smiled and said: "As expected of the Sword Heart Tomb."

Lei Wujie asked: "Brother, where is my grandpa?"

He Qu smiled: "The old man is at Jiange, I will take you there right now."

Everyone just followed He Ququ and walked forward. Not long after, they entered the main hall of the Sword Pavilion. They saw countless exquisite and beautiful swords of different shapes placed around them. Fang Muye actually saw one among them.

The familiar one is the Tingyu Sword, and there are three similar long swords beside it.

"Listen to the rain, watch the snow, look at the flowers, smell the wind, and the Four Swords of Fengya." Xie Xuan walked to the four swords, told their names, and then walked to the golden long sword with three ripples at the tip of the other sword.

In front of the sword: "Qilin Ya, the sword owned by Li Xiuxi, the head of the Qilin Sword, was ranked sixteenth in the sword manual. These are all good swords!"

A voice with a bit of smile suddenly came: "Although these swords are good, they are not as good as the Confucian Sword Immortal's Ten Thousand Books."

When everyone heard the news, they saw an old man with white beard and hair and a kind face walking out from the back of the hall.

Xie Xuan bowed his hands towards the old man: "The old man is overly praised. My ten thousand volumes of books are just a sword randomly picked from the blacksmith shop, but they are not as good as these swords."

King Li Su stroked his beard, shook his head and said with a smile: "Whether a sword is good or not depends on the person who uses it. The sword in the hands of the swordsman is not comparable to other swords."

After saying that, he looked at Lei Wujie, laughed and scolded: "You brat, you brought so many new friends here this time, why don't you introduce them to grandpa quickly?"

"Oh, okay grandpa." Lei Wujie responded quickly, and immediately introduced Fang Muye and others to King Li Su.

After everyone saw the ceremony, King Li Su looked at Lei Wujie again and asked, "You brat, what's the matter with your visit this time?"

Lei Wujie grinned: "My sister is getting married to Dao Jianxian on the ninth day of next month. We are going to Wangcheng Mountain to attend their evening ceremony. My grandson is afraid that grandpa won't know, so we came to Jianxin Tomb to meet you.

Say."

King Li Su laughed loudly: "Your sister and Zhao Yuzhen have already been to Jianxin Tomb before. I was thinking of leaving for Wangcheng Mountain in the next two days. Today you will have a good rest at Jianxin Tomb and we will go together tomorrow.

Let’s set off. Where are you going? Go and arrange the food and drinks. I want to entertain the distinguished guests.”

"Yes, old man." He Qu clasped his fists and leaned down, responded respectfully, and then turned around.

King Li Su waved his sleeves and said with a smile: "Everyone, please follow me to the banquet living room."

As soon as everyone followed King Li Su to the banquet living room and sat down, a well-behaved and cute girl who looked about thirteen or fourteen years old walked in and made a crisp voice: "Old man, I heard that there are many guests in the house.

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"Lei Wujie, is your master you talked about before coming this time?" After she glanced at Lei Wujie, she looked back and forth at everyone, as if she was looking for something.

King Li Su chuckled lightly and introduced to Fang Muye and the others: "Her name is Hua Jin, she is the apprentice of Medicine King Xin Baicao, and she happens to have been collecting medicine at Jianxin Tomb recently. Even though she is young, she has full inheritance

Xin Baicao's medical skills are very powerful."

Hua Jin snorted proudly, stared at Lei Wujie with big eyes, and urged him impatiently: "Speak quickly, tell me whether he is coming or not."

Fang Muye and Lei Hong present here are both Lei Wujie's masters, but after he coughed, he directly reached out to Fang Muye and said, "This is the master."

Hua Jin immediately looked at Fang Muye, his big eyes blinking, as if he wanted to see what was different about the person in front of him.
Chapter completed!