At this moment, the Taoist stroked the rusty sword, his eyes as if he was in a daze, and he was full of vicissitudes of life.

His temperament instantly became as if he was hanging high above the nine heavens, as if he had nothing to do and drooped his head and looked at the rolling world.

After a long time, Taoist spoke.

"Mr. Jiang."

"Uh...I'm here, I'm here."

A drop of sweat came from Jiang Chubai's forehead. If the ancient immortal was really in front of him, wouldn't he just rely on his seniority to make him laugh?

You must know how many hundred years this ancient immortal has lived and woken up.

Jiang Bifan, who was standing by, didn't know why Grandpa Jiang's tone was much more respectful, but when he recalled the blue light that had just bloomed, it might be related to it. Then he thought about the strange cow sitting down by the Taoist, and the place where Doctor Li's ghost went...

Even if he didn't know the inside story, Jiang Bifan would no longer regard the Taoist in front of him as an ordinary person.

At this time, Li Yun also restrained his temperament.

"Maybe I know where to find Gongsun Jing's tomb."

"You...you... know?"

Jiang Chubai, who was standing beside him, said shockedly, could this problem that has troubled him for most of his life be solved now?

Suddenly he felt very unreal.

"Of course, if you believe me, come with me."

......

Jingnan Town is less than 40 kilometers away from Nankou Town.

Jiang Chubai and Jiang Bifan were a little confused. They thought that the man in front of them would take them to a distant place, and brought a lot of water for this, but what they didn't expect was that the destination was less than forty kilometers away.

"Is it really in Jingnan Town? It's so close."

"This is how this sword tells me."

Li Yun said with a smile.

What the sword told you?

Too mysterious!

Jiang Chubai was fine, and he vaguely knew the identity of the person in front of him. Jiang Bifan really felt that this statement was a bit far-fetched, after all, it really exceeded his worldview and understanding.

For Li Yun, the spiritual rhyme on the sword is like a radar. The closer it gets to the destination, the stronger the spiritual rhyme becomes.

Logically speaking, it may be closer to Gongsun Jing’s tomb or at least something related to her, and the more the spirit of the sheathless rust sword is shaken.

On the other side, Jiang Bifan asked quietly on the way up the mountain.

"Grandpa Jiang, what kind of person do you think your master, our ancestor, are you?"

In the past, Jiang Bifan only knew that he had a very legendary ancestor, and his kung fu was so powerful that modern people could not imagine, but he had never heard from Grandpa Jiang talk about it.

"Ah...I'll think about it." Jiang Chubai's thoughts seemed to be pouring into the distance, as if they were recalling memories, and murmured: "What kind of person is my master... She is a very ruthless person."

"ruthless?"

"Yeah, ruthless."

"The ruthless swordsman Wuqing Sword, this is the nickname of my master at that time. He has no unnecessary feelings, no unnecessary words, and will not guide others, nor will he care about others. Don't say that you, Grandpa Jiang, I call her master. My relationship with her is simply just looking at her apprentice who practices. As I watched, I learned a little bit of superficial things. She never avoided others watching her practice. Our apprentices can understand how much they are."

"It's so amazing after just learning a little bit of fur."

Jiang Bifan was a little shocked.

"Otherwise, why are you your ancestor?" Jiang Chubai said, "At that time, she was not afraid of the warlord's guns. Look at your grandpa, what will happen after seeing the gun now?"

"have no idea."

"Run first and call the police. Could it be that you still miss my flesh and blood body, my body, to carry the gun?" Jiang Chubai's old face still had a trace of reminiscence: "At that time, when she faced the warlord's gun, she dared to draw the sword. I dare not. This is the gap."

"Her sword is faster than a gun."

The sword is faster than the gun, and Jiang Bifan felt that it was a bit stronger and difficult to understand.

Too fantasy.

"At that time, because of her sword, the warlords did not dare to trouble the Gongsun Family Martial Arts Hall. We could open the martial arts hall with our heads raised and our chests raised." When he said this, Jiang Chubai sighed and changed his tone: "But how to say it, the ruthless swordsman Wuxu Sword, in Gongsun Jing's eyes, family and martial arts apprentices, were not as good as the three-foot green breeze. One day, she left, didn't say much, and didn't leave any letters. At this point, there was no news, and the martial arts hall declined at this point."

Jiang Bifan has not experienced these things when the martial arts school was in decline, but he can also feel the sadness of changing times from Jiang Chubai's words.

"Grandpa Jiang, do you hate the ancestor?"

"Hate? We don't hate our master. It's never a duty for her to protect us. If the martial arts school cannot be opened, we can only say that our juniors are not as skilled as others. Maybe the reason why she helped us fight against warlords before was purely because the warlords with guns were good sword-making opponents. When she felt that the warlords had no more training, they would leave." Jiang Chubai looked at the sky and said, "But you say there is no hatred, not, but what we hate is not her looking for the way, but why did she leave without saying goodbye? For us, are there really no feelings other than strangers... The ruthless swordsman Wuqing Sword, although we know that she has no emotions, we are always human beings, and we still don't understand, right?"

A ruthless warrior has only a sword in his heart.

Even if he just listened to others, Jiang Bifan could feel the coldness in it. There are really ruthless people without desires and martial arts illegitimate people who have no external objects in the world?

Li Yun, who was listening on the other side, finally said lightly.

"Here, Gongsun Jing's tomb."

Jiang Chubai and Jiang Bifan suddenly became energetic. Aren’t they just coming along for the last place of this ruthless swordsman?

However, Jiang Chubai and Jiang Bifan were stunned when they looked around. This was not a tomb, it was clearly a mass grave! Or was it a mass grave that had been abandoned for many years. The wooden sign had long been decayed, and only a few stone monuments were cast and not yet corroded.

The Taoist came to a grave, and the rusty sword in his hand roared for a long time.

"That's it."

"Here? My master is buried here? There is not even a tomb inscription?"

Jiang Chubai seemed a little excited. His master, the amazing female sword god, had her tomb in such a place, and he would not accept it.

However, Li Yun didn't say much. He waved the whisk and seemed to have a breeze turning up the land.

When the breeze turned the land up, when the land up, a mottled stone tablet that had fallen for a long time was revealed, with five big words "The Tomb of Liang Ziwei" engraved on it.
Chapter completed!