The situation in front of me is clearly that the big housekeeper set up a trap to see how his temper is. It is correct to think that no matter how old and dim the big housekeeper is, he will not let Chunxiu, a little girl from his family, stay outside at this pass, and he also

It was such a coincidence that he met him.

The chief steward came forward, smiled kindly and helped Xu Xian, who was still panting, to sit aside, and said gently:

"Mr. Xu, don't be surprised. The eldest young master has already spoken before we set out. We need to see the temperament of the young master before we consider entrusting him with the inheritance. He is old and has been working in the Lin family all his life. He has a narrow vision and only wants to come up with this method.

Come to test me, I hope you don’t hold a grudge.”

Without waiting for Xu Xian to reply, the old man took out the warm copy of the Zhuxian Sword Sutra from his arms and handed it into his hand.

"The young master said that in troubled times, blind reading is not that useful. When it is time to draw the sword, you still have to draw it."

The Sword Classic was narrated by Lin Hai himself. It was different from the original version of one of the four volumes he got back then. In this version of the Sword Classic, Lin Hai left a lot of private goods, not just the Zhu Xian volume, but also the rest.

There are also many involved. If the practitioners have high enough understanding and good enough qualifications, it may be possible to rebuild the Immortal Killing Sword Formation based on this in the future.

After Xu Xian received the Sword Book, he thought of the hero in the storytelling that Miss Chunxiu had been thinking about for no reason. He thought about it a lot and his face turned red.

It seems like I can become that kind of hero?

Chunxiu and the chief steward only thought that Mr. Xu was excited to gain the young master's approval. How could they have guessed his wildest dreams?

That night, Xu Xian, who fell asleep with the Sword Sutra in hand, had a dream. He dreamed that in Jinshan Temple, which had not yet been submerged by the West Lake, there was a young monk with fine features chasing after a senior monk who seemed to be an elder to ask for the Sword Sutra skills.

At the end of the dream, Xu Xian, who was sleeping deeply, suddenly opened his mouth and murmured, clearly saying:
Chapter completed!