At the beginning, the little prince Beili and his mother were crazy about each other.

The two of them were still young, and the two of them were still young.

He Qu stepped forward and asked, "May I ask the leader of the Soul-Binding Pavilion, is it the boy who attacked Mount Qingcheng that day?"

Jiang Yichen nodded slightly in response, "Yes!"

The rumor that the leader attacked Mount Qingcheng and beat down the Taoists had spread.

But despite the investigations by many forces, the identity of the Pavilion Master was unknown, but this Jianxin Tomb...

When Jiang Yichen admitted it, He Cong walked up to him with enthusiasm and grabbed his hand: "Good fight!"

"My old man focused on the Taoist priest surnamed Zhao in Qingcheng Mountain. Not long ago, he heard that someone broke into Qingcheng Mountain, so he sent us to investigate the person who broke into the mountain. After all the hardships, we found out that the boy might be from the Soul-Binding Pavilion. I just made a random guess, but I didn't expect to guess it right."

According to rumors in the martial arts world, the Pavilion Master of the Soul-Binding Pavilion is not actually very old, he is a teenager. Anyone who can fight in Qingcheng Mountain cannot be an ordinary person.

The most important thing is that the Rat, who has been on missions outside for many years, was recognized by them, otherwise they would not have found out that he was from the Soul-Binding Pavilion.

For this matter, they have been running around for a long time. There is no way. Who asked their old man to focus on Qingcheng Mountain?

Just like that, when Jiang Yichen was confused, He Cong welcomed him in with a hospitable look. When their figures disappeared, Zishu and others instantly appeared at the entrance of the valley.

"Did you see the steps of the two people just now?" Zishu asked.

Maotu frowned and said in a deep voice: "Follow me! Don't go the wrong way!"

"Maotu, you must be careful, our lives are in your hands." Zishu couldn't help but remind.

"Shut up!"

"Oh..."

Maotu's eyes were a little solemn, and she jumped lightly and jumped onto a stone in the swamp.

Her forehead was covered with cold sweat, and she was relieved when she saw that there was no movement around.

Then, she jumped to the other side step by step according to the memory in her mind, and the other four followed closely behind her.

When they reached the other side, Rat looked at the tens of thousands of broken swords in the swamp and said with some palpitations: "I feel that if I accidentally fall in, I'm afraid I'll lose my life."

The swamp was full of sword energy, and the sword energy was full of resentment. These swords seemed to be defective products, a tomb for swords.

Rabbit narrowed his eyes slightly and said with a complicated look: "Let's go!"

Several people walked towards the valley together. The group walked for a long time in the dark and narrow mountain road, and there was a faint light in front.

Several people quickened their pace and rushed over. They saw a flash of strong light, and then they saw the paradise.

This is a small world, a world that belongs to swords.

The valley is full of sword-making houses. The sword-making masters are bare-chested, naked, and sweating as they forge swords.

"Damn! These swords are so beautiful. Compared with these swords, the one in my hand is just broken copper and iron." Chen Long looked at the swords and drooled.

"People are coming! Hide!" Maotu reminded, and several people quickly hid in the bushes nearby.

In the Sword Pavilion, Jiang Yichen saw the legendary Li Suwang.

As soon as they met, Li Suwang chatted with him about family matters.

Jiang Yichen then learned some gossip. It turned out that the second city lord of Xueyue City was actually Li Suwang's granddaughter. Her heart was seduced by the man surnamed Zhao in Qingcheng Mountain. She was depressed when she rarely returned to the valley.

For this reason, Li Suwang cursed the man surnamed Zhao in Qingcheng Mountain as a heartless man who delayed her granddaughter's youth and her attainments in swordsmanship.

"My poor daughter and granddaughter! Why are they both trapped by love, that damn Lei Mengsha and Zhao Yuzhen." Li Suwang cursed without caring about his image, completely ignoring the fact that there was an outsider present.

King Li Su grabbed Jiang Yichen's hand and said enthusiastically: "Why didn't your Pavilion Master come in person? I, an old man, would like to meet the righteous man who fought on Qingcheng Mountain and have a good exchange with him."

"Why didn't you uproot Qingcheng Mountain? Is it because the weapon is not sharp enough? Tell your Pavilion Master, my boss is willing to spend a huge amount of money to personally forge a peerless sword for him, so that he can overturn Qingcheng Mountain and exalt the Zhao surname with one sword."

King Li Su talked endlessly, spitting everywhere.

Jiang Yichen didn't know what to say for a while, so he could only smile awkwardly.

After a long time, Jiang Yichen told the purpose of this visit to Jianxin Tomb.

"What? Your Pavilion Master is dying?" King Li Su said in surprise.

Jiang Yichen nodded and bowed his hands and said: "Senior, I know there is a disciple of Yaowang Valley in Jianxin Tomb, please introduce him to me."

Jiang Yichen's attitude can be described as extremely respectful. As a

It is not easy for a senior member of an organization to be so sincere.

"Since he is here to rescue the disciples of Medicine King Valley, why doesn't he come here in person?" Li Suwang asked with a frown.

"The Pavilion Master is seriously injured. The Soul-Binding Pavilion is far away from Jianxin Tomb and it is not easy to move. Please forgive me, senior."

However, Li Suwang was in a dilemma.

After all, the Soul-Binding Pavilion is a killer organization. He is worried about handing people over to them.

Although the story of the Soul-Binding Pavilion is circulated in the world, no one knows whether it is true or not.

Li Suwang sighed and shouted to the second-floor attic: "Hua Jin!"

Jiang Yichen looked up and saw a little girl coming down from the attic.

Yes, it was a little girl, and in the words of the Pavilion Master, she was a loli.

The girl wore a lavender dress and two pigtails. Her facial features were delicate and cute, her skin was fair and clear, and her eyes were like glass, bright and clear, with a spirit.

"Old man, what do you want me for?" Hua Jin blinked in confusion and said crisply.

King Li Su pursed his lips and then winked at Jiang Yichen.

The meaning seemed to be saying, I called the person for you, as for whether the person will follow you or not, it depends on you.

Hua Jin looked at Jiang Yichen and asked, "Are you looking for me?"

Jiang Yichen nodded, politely stretched out his right hand, and showed a gentle smile: "I am the elder of the Soul Binding Pavilion. I heard that the young lady has superb medical skills, so I came to ask the young lady to save a patient."

"Save people?" Hua Jin blinked,

"That's right!" Jiang Yichen confirmed again.

Then he stated his purpose and told the other party all the reasons.

He took out the medicine box and showed all the precious herbs inside.

"If you are willing to go, no matter what the result is, these herbs are yours. If you want any herbs, Juhun Pavilion will do its best to find them for you."

Hua Jin raised her eyebrows, stepped forward and read out the names of these herbs one by one: "Cold Heart Grass, Golden Lotus, White Wood Fragrance, Seven Leaf Flower, Saffron, Rhodiola Rosea..."

She glanced at the herbs and was surprised, because these herbs were extremely rare.

Every plant would be robbed, but now, all these herbs were placed in front of her.

Seeing the girl's reaction, Jiang Yichen thought it was a sure thing.

However, Hua Jin pursed her lips and shook her head, saying, "Sorry, I can't help you."