Pure Yang of Rebirth

Xia Chunyang suppressed the impulse in his heart and listened intently. Five people could be heard breathing in the stone room, two of them were ordinary people, two possessed internal energy, and one was obviously a warrior who specialized in external skills.Whether it is the number or identity, it is exactly what the villager said.

Judging from his breathing, the martial artist who practiced external skills was the closest to Xia Biying and the others.The two people who were full of inner anger were guarding on both sides of the door.Glancing at the surrounding environment, Xia Chunyang jumped onto the roof lightly, landing on the ground silently and stepping on the snow without a trace.Sink with both feet!With the bang of roof tiles collapsing, Xia Chunyang fell from the sky!

Before the person landed, the iron wood sword brought a fierce sword wind and swept the foreign warrior aside. Xia Chunyang turned back in mid-air, waved his left hand, and a sword energy swept away the two villagers who had reacted.

Stand up, stand still.

The iron-wood sword was erected on the side, just in time to bounce back the crossbow arrow shot by the warrior who was swept aside!They also blocked the two crossbow arrows that were aimed at Xia Biying.He kicked up a few broken tiles with his feet, and there was a neat sound of piercing through the air!The warrior's muffled screams sounded almost at the same time, but when he looked closely, his limbs and joints were pierced by broken tiles, and he sat paralyzed by the wall covered in blood.

At the same time, Xia Chunyang also propped up his protective energy, and firmly protected Xia Biying and Xia Bidong behind him, blocking the falling tiles for them.

Since then, Xia Chunyang has not attacked again.

The two villagers were not reckless either. Seeing Xia Chunyang's defensive posture, looking at the environment they were in, and the miserable state of the outsider, they did not attack again.Instead, he took the opportunity to escape from the stone house, took out the whistle on his body, and the sharp whistle pierced the sky.

——One long whistle and two short whistles representing encountering a strong enemy! !

Xia Jingzhong thought of that master in a jerk: "Not good! You have been tricked!! You guys continue to stay here, and the others will go back with me!!!"

Xia Biying and Xia Bidong have been found, so Xia Chunyang doesn't care if his whereabouts are exposed or not.What he was more worried about now was Xia Bichun's whereabouts.

"Where's Bichun?" Taking advantage of the interval when the villagers gathered around, Xia Chunyang asked while looking at the movements of everyone in the village.

Compared to Xia Bidong who hadn't recovered yet, Xia Biying entered the state faster: "Uncle! Big brother is in the hands of the kidnapper leader. They are not here!"

Xia Biying called "Uncle" without any hesitation.When the brothers and sisters were caught, the kidnappers deliberately led them around a bit, allowing them to see the corpse of the person who had been secretly protecting them, which shocked them severely.Later, he was forced to separate from Xia Bichun halfway, and followed the kidnappers across mountains and rivers to this isolated village.

No one spoke to them, and the kidnappers watched them in three shifts, not allowing them to communicate with others.The villagers who are in charge of guarding them will not even give them extra eyes except to provide them with water to ensure their survival.This made it useless for Xia Biying to save herself even if she wanted to.As time passed, Xia Biying almost despaired of the environment they were in. Who would have thought that Xia Chunyang would fall from the sky so simply and rudely? !And firmly guarding them behind...

When seeing familiar people, Xia Biying realized how fragile the calmness she had pretended a few days ago was just a back view and a question, and even the greeting didn't care about them... After saying a word, Xia Biying burst into tears It fell down in a flutter.

Xia Bidong, who had been relying on her sister for a long time, panicked in fright: "Sister? Sister..."

Xia Chunyang will not comfort others, he will only tell the truth: "Cry with confidence. I am here. After crying, watch carefully, and I will get you back for all the grievances you have suffered."

While crying, Xia Biying hugged Xia Bidong, who was scared by herself, and looked at Xia Chunyang, who was looking at them from the side slightly, maybe because of the similar outline, she suddenly felt that this uncle who appeared halfway made her see her father for a moment shadow.It's just that in the past no matter how she looked at her, she felt a resemblance in her heart, but at this moment, she was so kind that Xia Biying felt at ease.

In such a short time, Xia Jingzhong arrived with the villagers.

The first thing he saw was the half-collapsed stone house and his intact tribe.Seeing that the two clansmen were well, Xia Jingzhong felt a little more at ease.The other party was not only able to kidnap people in front of them, but even sneaked into the village under their noses, which was enough to show that the other party's skills were far superior to theirs.If the other party has a bad heart, I really can't imagine what will happen in the village...

Especially when the tribe he sent to the three wooden houses to check the situation halfway came back to report the casualties, Xia Jingzhong looked at Xia Chunyang with a strong sense of vigilance, but the hostility had dropped a lot.

With a firm mind, Xia Jingzhong, as the village head, was about to speak when he suddenly saw the iron-wood sword Xia Chunyang held in his hand: "This sword?! You broke into our sword mound?!"

As soon as the words came out, the eyes of all the clansmen fell on the iron-wood sword in Xia Chunyang's hand, and the hostility that was not obvious at first was immediately revealed on the faces of everyone, and a very deep anger appeared faintly.It seemed that Xia Chunyang had dug their ancestral graves.

"Is that so... This is a sword I made by myself. I don't know where your sword mound is, and I haven't been there."

Xia Chunyang glanced at the boulder - the boulder was engraved with the formula of the first layer of "Chunyang Jue".It is conceivable that he was surprised at the moment he saw it suddenly.Except for Zhuge Changsheng, he didn't even mention the formulas of "Chunyang Jue" even Xia Zhengde.Seeing without warning in such an isolated village... Xia Chunyang's first reaction was the conspiracy of the main system or No. [-]!

He didn't believe it at all, it was just a kidnapping case that allowed him to find the legendary branch of the Xia family that had never existed or not.

Regarding Xia Chunyang's truth, Xia Jingzhong and others half believed it.

Xia Jingzhong sent people to the Jianzhong to check, while suppressing the hostility of the clansmen and asked: "You found the person you were looking for, where are our clansmen?"

"These people are in the same party as Yuan Jianjun. They kidnapped my relatives and killed the people who protected them." Xia Chunyang pointed his sword at the kidnapper by the wall, "...a total of 57 lives were lost. My eldest nephew was killed. The leader of the kidnappers was taken away alone, as long as Yuan Jianjun tells me their whereabouts, I can decide to let you go in hiding the kidnappers..."

From what he saw and heard when he entered the village, Xia Chunyang could tell that these villagers not only treated the kidnappers and Xia Biying equally, but even secretly guarded against the kidnappers.Otherwise, there would not be people hiding in the dark in front of the wooden house watching, and there would not be two people directly placed in the stone house to watch.

Xia Jingzhong's face sank like water: "We are not kidnappers. I don't know that they are kidnappers. And these words are all your one-sided words. In order to prevent bias, we want to see Yuan Jianjun and the people you kidnapped."

"I'm not bargaining with you. I'm stating your only choice. I can only accept one answer." As he spoke, he waved the iron-wood sword lightly in front of him, creating a sword mark two or three meters deep into the ground. It suddenly appeared in the sight of Xia Jingzhong and the others.

Xia Chunyang's threat made some people in the village shout angrily, some people were angry, but there were also calm people who guessed the deep meaning behind Xia Chunyang's move - he didn't want to implicate innocent people, he only wanted to find the culprit.

For a short moment, Xia Jingzhong thought a lot.At that time, Yuan Jianjun would be accepted. Apart from the fact that he saved Xia Can'er and the two of them sincerely agreed, he actually had some intention of communicating with the outside world by allowing the girls in the village to marry outside.The reasons for accepting the outsiders brought by Yuan Jianjun this time are for the sake of the tribe, and also to find an opportunity for the young people in the tribe to go out to the outside world.If he wanted to go out, he would naturally need someone to meet him outside. Yuan Jianjun had always been his top choice.So although he saw something wrong with these outsiders at the time, Xia Jingzhong did not intervene too much except for the tribe to strengthen their supervision. He never expected to attract a master.

At this time, not only did the clansmen sent by Xia Jingzhong to check on Jianzhong come back, they also came with the clansmen in front of the wooden house and the only remaining clan elders——

"Fourth Grandpa!?" Xia Jingzhong called.He didn't expect the fourth grandfather, who hadn't left Jianzhong for nearly ten years, to appear at this time.

Almost as soon as this old-fashioned Guardian of the Sword Tomb appeared, Xia Chunyang's eyes fell on him.Similarly, the cloudy eyes of this old man who was honored as the fourth grandfather by the village also fixed on Xia Chunyang.Those gray eyes were obviously out of focus, and they even needed help from others while walking.But he just looked at Xia Chunyang accurately without any guidance.

Others didn't understand the reason, but Xia Chunyang knew that what made them notice each other was not pure sight or hearing, but the sword intent from the same source between the two parties.

The sword intent has different forms due to different people, whether it is wild, or overbearing, or gentleman, or restrained... But no matter how many manifestations there are, as long as the sword intent is derived from practicing the same skill, it will be It is essentially the same source.Just like a sect can have eighteen kinds of weapons, but all these weapons are driven by the same skill.

And the characteristics of "Chun Yang Jue" are destined to be unique in this world, and it is absolutely impossible to be imitated.

Their sword intent is resonating!

There is no more convincing proof of this in the world.

"Xia's Mingxin, the ancestors are from Geng's line, I don't know which branch the visitor is descended from?" said the fourth grandfather, Xia Mingxin.

The so-called Geng Yimai follows the Xia clan that has not yet branched out.Back then, the Xia clan had a clear division of labor. There were four lines of farming, reading, business, and martial arts. The four lines supported each other and lasted for thousands of years.The so-called plowing means mainly farming.When it branched back then, the four veins fell apart, and the clansmen took different paths according to their own ideas. Except for the Gengzhi vein, which followed the ancient precepts and lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests, the other three veins all took different directions.And the Xia clan was originally based on the Wuli clan, and the clan branches, so naturally each branch copied a copy of this martial arts and took it away.It's just that in the long river of time, some people have achieved something in the journey of martial arts, and some people regard it as a legend.

On the way here, Xia Mingxin heard about how powerful the other party was, and when he heard that the other party had the same sword as their clan, Xia Mingxin began to guess the other party's identity.The sword energy I felt just now and the unmistakable resonance of the sword intent at this moment told Xia Mingxin again and again that they were all members of the same clan of the Xia family, members of the Xia clan.And the one who can practice sword intent must be a clan leader or a candidate for the clan leader.So Xia Mingxin reported his name, which was to put the other party in the same position as him, and gave him the greatest respect.

And their team has stayed here for nearly 300 years, and finally waited for the return of the tribe...

"Xia Clan's Chunyang, the ancestors were mainly merchants." Knowing that the other party couldn't see him, Xia Chunyang still put away his iron-wood sword, and clasped his fists and bowed his waist uprightly towards Xia Mingxin in the manner of a junior.

How should I put it, at this moment, Xia Chunyang felt somewhat fortunate.He didn't know whether the kidnapper chose this place as a hiding place by accident or the result of No. [-]'s manipulation behind the scenes.But he knew that if he didn't control his anger well and started the killing ring here, when the identities of each other were revealed, it might become a regret and a knot in his heart.