Ni Bing, the fourth generation leader of the Hengshan Sect. She reigned for twenty years and gave way to the best among the fifth generation disciples 18 years ago, her own closed disciple Du Xuemeng.

Now, Du Xuemeng, the head of Hengshan Sect, took over the Hengshan Sect at the age of 20. In the past eighteen years, although he had not managed the Hengshan Sect as famous as the first generation of head Guo Xiang and Guo female heroes, he was still in full swing with pilgrims, especially female pilgrims...

Du Xuemeng was not a very ambitious woman. She never thought that Ni Bing would pass on the position of chief sect to her. Although she was very talented in the swordsmanship, she was the youngest among the fifth generation of disciples. However, Ni Bing at that time opposed the opposition and insisted on giving in to the position of chief sect, but she was in seclusion at the cliff of thought. This made Du Xuemeng really puzzled.

Every day, there will be a special person to deliver meals to Siguya Cliff to his former head Ni Bing. But every three or five days, Du Xuemeng will personally deliver meals to Siguya Cliff, looking for his master Ni Bing to chat or explain major events in the world recently. Du Xuemeng's parents died since childhood, and she treated her master like her mother.

Until this day, Du Xuemeng informed Ni Bing that the assassination of the elder of Emei Sect, Tan Jing and Master Kong Yan of Shaolin Sect, and the Shaolin Sect Master Kong Shi.

Ni Bing's face changed drastically in an instant.

"A gentleman in the army is a soldier. If his virtue is deficient, he will never be able to reach the top again," Ni Bing said with a wry smile. "At that time, I was inspired by my tongue and wanted to take away the sword skills of others, but that night, I was so useless... When I returned to Hengshan, I was discouraged and abdicated and passed the throne to you."

Du Xuemeng asked in surprise: "Master, what happened?"

"It's been eighteen years since today. I think I'll tell you," Ni Bing said with a wry smile, "I hope you must not make mistakes, even if you have any losses in your practice, you will be unable to make progress! Now it seems that retribution is coming!"

Du Xuemeng asked, "Master, what's going on?"

"Have you ever heard of a man named Wang Bo from the 'Sword God' and his 'Tang Poetry Sword Art' more than ten or twenty years ago?"

"I heard it. But it is said that in the 18th year of Hongwu, someone set up an ambush, and Wang Bo, the 'Sword God', entered and went out of the ambush circle three times. Someone took his wife and son to threaten him, and he committed suicide..."

"The ambush is the master of Kongxing of the Shaolin Sect, and the main accomplice is Elder Tan Jing of the Emei Sect," Ni Bing said at this point, and suddenly shed several tears and said, "In addition, there is one main accomplice, your master, I..."

Du Xuemeng was stunned. She never thought that her master would do such a thing. She suddenly understood why her master passed on the position of head sect eighteen years ago. At that time, Ni Bing was seriously injured when she returned from outside. Although there were no scars on the outside, she was actually very serious internal injuries. It was Du Xuemeng who healed Ni Bing at that time. Du Xuemeng discovered that the injuries Ni Bing suffered were sharp sword energy wounds!

Du Xuemeng had never seen such a strange wound; but her master Ni Bing had never talked about where this wound came from.

The sword energy wound is extremely difficult to heal! Although it looks sound, there are two sword energy raging in Ni Bing's dantian. If you forcefully lift your energy, the dantian will be cut by a knife. Du Xuemeng was extremely confused. At that time, Ni Bing said that the man saw that she was a woman and was already showing mercy. Otherwise, she could have killed her on the spot!

Today, Du Xuemeng finally learned that the person eighteen years ago was Wang Bo, known as the "Sword God". It was also today that Ni Bing surprisingly did not hide anything from Du Xuemeng and told the situation that night.

Especially when Wang Bo was in and out and broke out, how much worship was in Ni Bing's eyes; when Ni Bing talked about the people present and no one could control Wang Bo, and the monk Kongshi took a woman and threatened the child from afar, Ni Bing suddenly burst into tears. Wang Bo stopped the sword in his hand, looked at the woman and child in the man in black, and smiled pale and said, "Forget it, forgot, 'Rouge tears, keep each other drunk, when will it be? People will live long and regretful to the east'..." After that, he waved his sword in his hand and committed suicide.

Ni Bing's tears fell like beads with broken threads and said, "At that time, I was present, and the tears couldn't help falling down... Such a person who values ​​friendship is rare in the world. Perhaps it is such a person who can integrate poetry into the sword intent! After that, I had great doubts about this action."

"When the master returns, he will pass the throne to me?" Du Xuemeng asked.

"That's right." Ni Bing said.

"You can be sure these two assassinations were eighteen years ago?" Du Xuemeng continued, "Or or is it a coincidence?"

Ni Bing shook his head and said, "There is no such coincidence in the world. The emptiness of the woman and the child were just looking for an age similar to that of the same age. Now, Wang Bozhi'er should have grown up and had already obtained the inheritance of the "Tang Poetry Sword Art". Now the sword energy that I have not yet dissolved has told me that he has come."

"What? Haven't you melted those two sword energy from 18 years ago?" Du Xuemeng said, "How could this be?"

Ni Bing smiled bitterly again and said, "That sword energy is very difficult to resolve. I have been slowly resolving it for the past eighteen years, but I have never obtained it."

"How is it possible?" Du Xuemeng said. In Du Xuemeng's opinion, this is impossible. Although the sword energy is difficult to resolve, it is not impossible to resolve. In Du Xuemeng's opinion, if it depends on her master's skills, it should be resolved in three or five years, and its skills can also be increased.

"She doesn't want to resolve it!" A pleasant male voice suddenly came from the scene.

Du Xuemeng was surprised and pulled out her long sword with a "scarlet" and looked around alertly. The cliff on three sides of the Siguo Cliff was more than ten meters long and wide, but no one was seen. Where did the sound come from? Did you hear it wrong? Impossible!

Could it be...Is this sound coming from the bottom of the cliff, and the person who came also climbed up from the bottom of the cliff?

Just when Du Xuemeng was in a lot of thoughts, she found that there was an instant extra person in front of her and her master, a young man with a basket on her back. Du Xuemeng instantly danced with a sword flower with his sword, stood in front of the master, and pointed directly at the person at the tip of the sword.

The young man smiled and looked at Du Xuemeng and bowed, "I have seen Master Du, and I am so abrupt. Please forgive me."

The person coming was Wang Jiu. He was looking at Du Xuemeng up and down. Du Xuemeng was over thirty years old, but because of years of rest and long-term practice, he was in a high position, and he was somewhat similar to Princess Zhu Ying of Wei.

When Du Xuemeng saw the person who came with a clear look at him up and down, she couldn't help but feel angry and said, "Who are you? Why are you here?"

"I said to Master Ni, you should explain it," Wang Jiu did not answer Du Xuemeng, but looked behind Du Xuemeng and clapped his hands: "I wanted to know you as soon as possible, but I never thought about it but witnessed a good show of 'Looking back and falling into the dust'. This trip is worth it..."
Chapter completed!