At dusk, the sunset that hung above the clouds gradually moved downward, slowly swallowing the entire mortal world.

On this day, different things are happening across the mainland.

Some people live, some die, some fight with the enemy, and some secretly retreat and start practicing hard.

The Sword Sect is no exception.

Everything is calm...

However, it suddenly stood on the 'Tenth Peak' at the corner of the Nine Peaks.

The old man in the ragged clothes in the thatched hut changed into a very fine gray dress today. He folded the ragged clothes and placed them neatly beside the little mute's bed.

On the table, there were decoctions carefully prepared by the little mute and the little fat man. Although the decoctions were useless, they could not cure the hidden diseases of the old man over the years.

The old man still sat quietly at the table, picked up the soup bowl and drank it slowly.

After drinking, the old man wiped his mouth, recalling the voice, appearance and smile of the little mute and the little fat man in his mind, and smiled, feeling very relieved.

He put a letter prepared in advance on the table. He prepared two letters, one for the little mute and the other for Ye Wuzong.

Then, he thought of something, took out another piece of white paper, held the branches with his trembling palm, and glued the front part of the ink burnt paper, and wrote a word on the white paper...

"together!"

This is the surname of the old man and the surname of the little mute.

The little mute surname is Qi, born outside the territory in a "chaotic world" and suffered a great disaster. Over the years, the Qi family withered and in order to protect the mainland, the incense was extinguished.

Only one seedling is preserved.

The only seedling of Qi's family.

"I don't know if Ye Wuzong is the real sword machine of the little mute..."

In the twilight years, the old man who was almost exhausted from oil lamp sighed.

He also placed the eternal lamp made by the little mute himself on the table.

He looked at the eternal light for a long time.

Then, he took out the long sword covered with a sword cloth and held it in his hand.

The old man walked out of the thatched hut...

It has been a thatched hut that has been dependent on the little mute and fat man for nearly ten years.

He came to the fence garden and quietly walked to the pharmacy. At this time, the little mute and the little fat man were still adding firewood to the firewood.

"Little mute, hurry up, the second medicine is coming soon!"

"Ahhhhhhhhh..."

"You don't have to worry about Brother Ye. Auspicious people have their own celestial phenomena. You can cultivate swords and your foundation is not ruined. Grandpa and Brother Ye are full of confidence in you!"

"If you don't practice well, I'll spank you!!"

The fat man said sharply.

While pointing at the fire with the branches, he gently patted the little mute's head with the branches.

Every time the little mute suffered, he covered his head, but laughed heartlessly.

See this picture.

The old man... couldn't bear to leave.

But in the end, he lost his eyes for a moment, smiled slightly, and without disturbing the two little guys, he turned around and walked out of the fence garden.

Inside the fence yard.

Outside the fence yard.

It seems to have formed two worlds.

The setting sun shines through the tenth peak, passes through the dense forest, shines on the thatched hut, and gradually becomes brighter.

But there was nowhere to be found outside the thatched hut, and there was some darkness outside.

Suddenly, the old man stopped, turned his head and found Qi Yuanjun looking at him quietly.

"Senior... you are finally willing to come out." Qi Yuanjun said coldly.

The old man didn't say anything, but just smiled at Qi Yuanjun.

Qi Yuanjun suddenly lost control of his emotions and said, "The Quanzong protects you, and the little mute has taken care of you for ten years. What else do you have to do now! Is this impossible for you to enjoy your old age?!"

"I'll go and get the sword." The old man said softly.

"What sword to take?" Qi Yuanjun wanted to take action.

"Sword of Protecting the World..."

"What are you talking about?!" Qi Yuanjun's face turned cold!

"I want..." The old man suddenly felt weaker, looked at Qi Yuanjun, and expressed his thoughts: "I want to do something for my grandson......"

"What can you do?" Qi Yuanjun's red phoenix sword was in his hand and slightly unsheathed.

The old man suddenly chanted a small song:

"What is character? It's nothing more than being able to bear the temper of heaven."

"The predecessors plant trees, and the future generations enjoy the coolness."

"I have worked hard for ten years but cannot achieve my intention."

"If there is a sword in the world."

"Then the only sword light rushed forward."

"Silencing the world in all directions..."

The old man's spine suddenly became straight.

The sword cloth is slightly loose.

He was in his prime, suddenly, his eyebrows and eyes were filled with smiles, and his sword intent was implicit.

A sword wind suddenly appeared beside him.

Jiufeng Sword Altar, Sword Well, Sword Formation, Sword Lock, suddenly all resonated.

What a powerful sword power!

The red phoenix sword in Qi Yuanjun's hand did not dare to be sheathed at all. It kept trembling and kept hiding in the scabbard.

"This, this!" Qi Yuanjun looked at the old man, his eyes full of horror.

She used all her strength, and her voice seemed to be drowned in the sword wind, and she shouted, "Who are you!"

The old man leaned his legs slightly, and he calmly raised his sword, as if he could rush out of the sky in the next moment, he said softly:

"I am famous for Qi Dianying..."

Qi Yuanjun's mind suddenly exploded. Qi family... He is that old hero outside the Qi family?

The next moment, Qi Dianying rushed up directly, as if he reached the ninth level of heaven, and disappeared into the forest in an instant.

Wait until everything is calm.

Qi Yuanjun's eyes remained dull.

At this time, the little mute and the little fat man entered the thatched hut like two foolish children, carrying hot meals.

"Hey? Where is grandpa?" the little fat man asked in surprise.

The little mute suddenly became stunned and shook his head.

The two of them sat down, and the little mute suddenly became quiet. He always had a bad premonition in his heart.

The tenth peak can still remain calm.

But Jiufeng was in chaos.

"What's going on? The Sword Sect Mountain Gate Array is shaking!"

"I don't know, a strong enemy is coming?"

"Go and notify the master and the masters!"

The disciples chattered and became a mess.

Among the nine peaks, the masters of eight peaks were shocked. This incident was reported layer by layer and began to gather in the Holy Martial Hall.

Of course, Qi Dongxuan and Yang Yanpo had some sense.

Yang Yanpo woke up and said, "It's him..."

Qi Dongxuan's face was gloomy and said, "When Master Xiao left, we asked us to deliberately beware of him. At present, for some reason, he suddenly recovered the sword intent when he first entered the mountain gate."

"No hurry."

At this moment, Ye Wuzong, who was quietly sitting in the hall, suddenly said.
To be continued...