Chun Feng Du Jian

Wen Heng said to Liao Changxing, "Brother, please go to Linqiu Peak to wait at the hidden sword pavilion first, and hold the head and the elders for me. I will come as soon as I go."

Liao Changxing asked doubtfully, "Why, isn't the person you're looking for in Linqiu Peak?"

Wen Heng said with a smile: "This old man has a weird temperament and doesn't like to meet strangers. I'd better go find him alone, so as not to offend him."

Liao Changxing thought for a while, and said, "That's fine, anyway, they have something to ask of you, so it shouldn't be difficult for me to stand for you for a while." He glanced at Wen Heng, as if he had something to say, and swallowed it when he came to his mouth After getting off and going back, he only said, "Go quickly."

Wen Heng turned around and walked towards the back mountain.After all these years, the mountain has not changed much, and every plant and tree is still a familiar scene.I heard that along the road in the forest, I touched the junction of Yuquan Peak and Linqiu Peak. The boundary marker of the forbidden area is just like it was back then, standing on the spot with a murderous look. When I look up again, I can see the faint cornices on the top of Linqiu Peak. It is the hidden sword pavilion where the pure Jun sword was stored in the past.

He wandered into the depths of the woods, and soon found what he was looking for.The boulder that blocked the opening is now covered with moss, blending harmoniously with the surrounding landscape.Wen Heng flew up and kicked the stone away, only to feel a cool cold wind blowing across his cheeks, with a mild musty smell unique to the ground, he jumped down without hesitation, this time there was no barrier, Straight into the secret passage of the underground palace.

Wen Heng still used the old method. When he guessed that he was about to reach the bottom, he raised his hand and waved a palm towards the ground as a buffer. He landed firmly on the ground, and the wind blown by the hem of his clothes scattered the dust.He wiped the torch, and a bright yellow firework flickered, illuminating the wall in front of him, which was engraved with weird handwriting and pictures.Wen Heng knew that he couldn't see these things, so he was about to look away when his eyes inadvertently flicked across the wall, and his eyes suddenly froze slightly, fixed on a piece of writing on the left hand side.

Xu is a sequela of being taught to write by his father when he was a child. Wen Heng is extremely sensitive to handwriting. No matter how familiar this large piece of winding text looks, he must have seen it somewhere before, but he suddenly thought of it. , and it is difficult to grasp the fleeting erratic light.

He stared blankly at the wall for a long time, puzzled, but fortunately, he was absorbed in thinking about things, not making those weird calligraphy and paintings haunt him, and it was easy to get away.Wen Heng said in his heart: "The business is important, I should go and return the Chunjun sword first, I have written down the words left and right, and it will not be too late to refer to it later."

Thinking this way, he subconsciously touched the Chun Jun sword on his back.At this moment, it was as if a bolt of lightning fell straight from the sky, splitting the mist of the Lingtai, causing the cold and hard iron sword to strike, and Wen Heng suddenly grasped the thread of the mystery.

He quickly unloaded the long burden on his back, untied the cloth strips, and shook out the Chunjun sword. Under the firelight, the golden inscriptions on the sword reflected a little bit of light, and the strokes were twists and turns, which was exactly the same as the writing on the wall!

Wen Heng got up abruptly, held up the torch and quickly scanned the ciphertext on the wall, and he actually found two identical handwriting in the corner.

He stroked the two uneven words with his thumb, and he looked as if he was in meditation in front of the wall, but only Wen Heng could hear the beating heartbeat like a drum.He remembered that Gu Chuifang once said that the Patriarch found the underground palace of Yueying Mountain by following the Chunjun sword. Coincidentally, Xue Qinglan also said that there is also an underground palace and a Fengyue sword made of the same material under the Xiji Lake of the Chuixingzong.

Since the sword and the underground palace are creations of the same era and often appear together, which underground palace should correspond to the "Xuanyuan" sword enshrined in Yongcuizhai?

Three swords, three underground palaces, will there be other underground palaces buried deep in the ground that have not yet appeared in this world?Who made these underground palaces, and what is their use?Most importantly, why are Chunjun Sword and Xuanyuan Sword kept in the palace?Does the imperial court know the connection between the sword and the underground palace?When Nie Zhu sneaked into the Chunjun sect to steal the sword, did he want to satisfy his own selfish desires, or did someone instruct him to do so behind the scenes?

And does the secret behind this have something to do with the imperial court's fearful attitude towards the Central Plains martial arts?

His mind was spinning fast, and countless fragmentary thoughts were circling in his mind for a while, every fragment of the night of breaking into the palace, every sentence that the Ninth Master said was taken out by him, and re-examined word by word.

"You have studied the Lingxiao Sutra and you have the Wujin Token, but you don't know the origin and purpose of the Chunjun Sword, and you don't even know that it has similar swords. Are you a disciple of Buxu Palace?"

Buxu Palace?

By the way, he wondered at the time that the Chunjun Sword is the treasure of the Chunjun Sect, why the Ninth Master asked him with the Wujin Token and the Buxu Palace, these three are clearly inseparable... …

and many more!

Wen Heng's expression changed suddenly, he reached into his bosom, and took out the Token of Buxu Palace Xuanming Lord that Su Youfeng left him.

The Wujin Token was quite heavy, although Wen Heng kept it with him all the time, he never had time to study it carefully.At this moment, he held the Chunjun sword in his left hand and the Wujinling sword in his right hand. He suddenly found something in common in the heavy texture of his hands. He took it up and looked closely, and he saw that the black iron was as black as gold sand, like the night sky covered with fine pieces. Xingzi, the tentacles are extremely cold and firm, and when the two objects collide, the sound is like hitting jade and gold.The handwriting embossed on the token is very similar to the inscription on the Chunjun Sword and the stone inscriptions on the wall, both in strokes and in structure, so they must be of the same vein.

When Su Youfeng presented this token to him, he said that this is a script that has been used by Buxu Palace for many years. It has long been lost in the Central Plains, and it is only used on Kunlun Mountain.

So... the builders of these underground palaces are actually Kunlun Buxu Palace?

But such a huge underground palace will inevitably consume countless manpower and financial resources, not to mention those precious martial arts secrets, one Yueyingshan underground palace can support the entire Chunjun sect.Since Buxu Palace has great abilities and should have dominated the Central Plains martial arts long ago, why did it hide itself on Kunlun Mountain? There are not even a few rumors about this sect in the Jianghu?

Thinking of Su Youfeng, Wen Heng took advantage of the opportunity to think of his deadly enemy, Feng Baoyi, the leader of the inner masters, was born in Kunlun Buxu Palace, and the appearance of the Ninth Master seemed to know the inside story, so Feng Baoyi would be stronger than him It is clear, so the two ancient swords collected by Yongcuizhai are inseparable from him?

The complicated mystery is like being pulled by a thin thread, and when one end is pulled, a series of questions are drawn.Wen Heng repeated in his mind what Master Ninth had said that night several times, his brows became tighter and tighter, and finally stopped at Master Ninth's answer when he asked about King Qing's death.

He said that King Qing was under the osmanthus tree in Yongcuizhai, and was pierced through the heart by the inner guard with a Xuanyuan sword.

Why Yongcuizhai?

He was dazzled by the shock at the time, and he was so focused on hating the inner guards and the emperor that he ignored this weird detail—Yongcuizhai is located in the depths of the West Palace, close to the inner garden, and it is neither a palace for summoning officials nor a palace for ordinary officials. It's not the emperor's daily living place, but a small study that couldn't be more biased. Why did the emperor choose to fight King Qing there?

When King Qing was young, he and all the princes learned boxing and kicking from the martial masters in the palace. What he practiced was the authentic "Tianhe Baojuan". Soon after, they went to the battlefield in the Northland together. After that, they only traveled between the capital and the border, and never set foot in the rivers and lakes. It can be said that they have no intersection with Chunjun Sect and Buxu Palace, and they have nothing to do with each other.

If it weren't for this encounter, even if Wen Heng wanted to break his head, he would not have connected King Qing's death with the Jianghu affairs, and he might not have discovered the strangeness in his life.

The underground palace is damp and cool, and it's hot summer outside. Staying here should make people feel comfortable, but Wen Heng just stood still, and his back was covered with cold sweat, and he even felt a chill that penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

He walked step by step to the present, thinking that he finally has the ability to control the overall situation and manipulate people's hearts, but at this moment he suddenly discovered that he actually knew nothing about the truth, and even the road he walked out might be the result of being raised. On the line, like an unconscious puppet walking the established trajectory.

In the dark and empty cave, it is easy to forget the time. Wen Heng stood there for a long time, and his thoughts were surging. It was not until most of the fire was burned, and the heat spread to his fingers, that he woke up with a jolt and realized that he could no longer indulge in it. Here, there are still people waiting for him on the top of the mountain.

Wen Heng took the Wujin Token back into his arms, took a final deep look at the nicks of different shades on the wall, hardened his heart, turned around and walked into the dark tunnel ahead.

When we got to the center of the underground palace, just as the fire was completely burnt out, we saw a beam of light coming in from the hole in the zenith.In the darkness, the figure sat alone on the high platform, with Wen Heng's eyesight, he couldn't tell whether he was dead or alive, or whether he was breathing up and down.

Wen Heng put his footsteps on purpose, walked to the front of the stage, knelt on the ground, raised the Chunjun sword high, and said loudly: "Uncle Gu, the younger generation has ordered Chunjun Take back the sword, please take a look at it."

There was only a faint echo in the cave, Wen Heng waited for a long time but did not hear Gu Chuifang's reply, his heart sank, thinking that he was late and Gu Chuifang had already sat down.He was about to raise his head to get up, and went to see what happened, when his hand suddenly lightened, Gu Chuifang came to him quietly at some point, and took the Chunjun sword with his hand.

Wen Heng looked up at him.

The old man hadn't seen the sun for a long time, his messy hair and beard were already as white as snow, his face didn't change much, but the wrinkles were more and deeper, not far from what Wen Heng saw when he left.Holding the Chunjun sword in both hands, as if he wanted to confirm something, he looked at Mosuo over and over again, and murmured: "35 years..."

"Is it finally coming to an end..."

Wen Heng saw that his eyes were dizzy, and his expression seemed to be a sign of madness. He was afraid that he would be too old to bear such great sorrow and joy, and he would go crazy under the excitement, so he deliberately interrupted: "There is still one thing that I don't understand, junior. I also hope Grand Master Uncle can clear up my doubts for me."

Gu Chuifang looked away from the sword in a daze, and when her eyes fell on him, the confusion and madness faded away, and she gradually became clear.He stretched out his hand to lift Wen Heng up from the ground, and said kindly: "I haven't seen you in four years, it seems that you have broken into a new world, I'm very happy. If you have any questions, just say it."

Wen Heng said: "When the disciple retrieved this sword from the Great Inner Palace, he once fought against an inner guard. I heard that the Chunjun Sword has something to do with the Kunlun Buxu Palace. Does Grand Master know the details?"