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Looking at Zhao Qianye and the others who arrived, Tai Yun's expression changed and he instantly returned to calm. A smile appeared on his face and said, "It's just that my junior brothers from Qingxinyuan want to compete with their two junior brothers. The long sword has no eyes, so this is inevitable that he will make a mistake, but he doesn't want to alarm the two senior brothers. This is all Tai Yun's fault."

He looked at Tai Yun deeply, and a cold light flashed in Zhao Qianye's eyes. Tai Yun couldn't help but avoid it, but his heart was shocked. Zhao Qianye's cultivation level was not far from the two before. Knowing that things were not done, Tai Yun reluctantly smiled and said, "If nothing happened, we will go back first. Qingxinyuan still has some chores to deal with, so we won't delay the two senior brothers." After that, he turned around and waited to leave.

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Taiyun paused, but did not turn around, and the three people following him stopped at the same time.

Looking at the backs of the four people steadily, Zhao Qianye said in a deep voice: "I don't want the same thing to happen again." Although Zhao Qianye said calmly, the four people, including Tai Yun, felt a deep chill in their hearts. They dared not stay any longer and left quickly.

That night, in front of Zizhuyuan, a wooden barrel that was half a person tall, fog continued to rise. In the barrel, Lu Qing sat cross-legged in it. The water in the barrel was almost over his shoulders, and various newly-picked medicinal materials were floating on the water surface. At the side of the barrel, Duan Qingyun reached out to adjust the water temperature while putting honeysuckle, cinnamon twig, white angelica, and Cangaroozi in a medicine basket next to him into the water. These are some medicines that can reduce swelling and nourish meridians, which are just suitable for Lu Qing's current situation.

Although two or three hours have passed, the congestion in Lu Qing's eyes has not completely disappeared, and he has never said a word in these two or three hours. Feeling the medicinal power contained in the water constantly seeping into the flesh and meridians, the swollen shoulders and knee joints gradually began to heat up, and the lump slowly subsided. The meridians were stimulated by the medicinal power and slowly began to gather vital energy. The Rising Sun Heart Meridian also began to automatically operate in Lu Qing's unconsciousness. A trace of the vital energy of heaven and earth that was unaware of the naked eye was attracted and entered Lu Qing's body along the skin.

Lu Qing didn't know how he returned to Zizhuyuan. His eyes were covered in blood and his mind was even more chaotic. Only the turbid breath that was swallowed from his mouth and nose was so clear and audible. As the medicine increased, the blood in his eyes also retreated for a moment. Lu Qing looked at the mist in front of him, and everything seemed so unreal. Why was he here? What was I here for? Where was this? Where was my father? Where did my mother go?

In front of Zizhuyuan, Zhao Qianye and Yu Jihua stood side by side. Seeing Lu Qing's confused eyes, Yu Jihua couldn't help but sigh: "After all, I'm a child--" Zhao Qianye, who was on the other side, had his eyes flashed after hearing this, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

After nearly an hour of tossing, Lu Qing had already put on his clothes under Duan Qingyun's treatment. Because the injuries on his body were only skin trauma, most of the healed under Duan Qingyun's medicinal power, and most of the swelling on his face had disappeared, and it was almost impossible to see it. But he had never said a word yet, and his expression was so dull that he had no vitality.

"Are you enough-"

Lu Qing only felt a darkness in front of him. A figure had come to him, and his vision gradually condensed. Only then did he see that Zhao Qianye had stood in front of him at some point.

"Senior Brother--" Duan Qingyun wanted to say something, but was stopped by Yu Jihua on the side, and pulled him back to Zizhu on the side.

Without saying anything, Lu Qing looked at Zhao Qianye with an expressionless face, "Bastard--" Only when Zhao Qianye shouted coldly, Lu Qing felt a pain in his stomach, as if the intestines in his stomach were entangled, and his body flew backwards with a strong force.

Duan Qingyun on the side suddenly became anxious and wanted to go up and stop him. Yu Jihua, who was next to him, quickly pointed a few points with purple light in his right hand. Several sword energy suddenly came out and attacked Duan Qingyun, imprisoning the sword essence in his dantian, and pressed his left hand to block Duan Qingyun's movement. "I know you feel guilty, but if you don't want him to be depressed like this, then you can stay here for me."

After a pause, Duan Qingyun's face changed, but in the end he calmed down. He just turned around with some helplessness and stopped looking at Lu Qing.

On the other side, Lu Qing hit the railing in front of the house with a bang and slid down. The already injured body was even more dispersed by the collision, barely supporting her body. Lu Qing stared at Zhao Qianye with some disbelief.

"I feel very wronged, are you?" Zhao Qianye walked step by step, his eyes cold and without any sympathy. "In my opinion, Gong Yang Yu is still merciless today, do you still feel wronged?" He kicked Lu Qing's chest again with his left foot, and his body that had been barely standing flew out to the left again, plowing a clear trace on the ground before stopping.

The throat became sweet, and a mouthful of blood that had accumulated stagnant could no longer bear it and spit it out. Lu Qing's eyes turned red again, and his hands trembled and wanted to stand up.

"What? You dare not resist in front of Yang Yu, you are tough in front of me?" Lu Qing flashed, and he felt a flash in front of him. His body flew backwards again, falling back to the place where the wooden barrel was originally placed, towards the front room.

Looking at Lu Qing lying on the ground with a sneer, Zhao Qianye said again: "Don't think you are the so-called successor of the Lu family. In my opinion, your so-called pride is not even a big deal. If you are so capable, hum, then I have to have questions about your Lu family's status that has been passed down for thousands of years."

He grabbed the soil on the ground with both hands and grabbed all his fingers and bleeding. Lu Qing lowered his head and let out a roar that was suspected to be a beast, and he got up stubbornly again, "You can insult me, but you can't insult my Lu family, ah--" With a loud roar, Lu Qing staggered towards Zhao Qianye.

There was a clear disdain at the corner of his mouth. Not to mention that there was an insurmountable gap between Lu Qing and Zhao Qianye before he was injured. Now he was injured and Zhao Qianye's kicks just now almost dispersed all the strength he had recovered. How could he hurt Zhao Qianye at all?

He almost used the sword energy. Zhao Qianye slightly stepped over Lu Qing's fist. He slapped his right palm with a slap. The sword energy in the palm of his palm spitted on Lu Qing's back. Zhao Qianye obviously used some force to use this palm. Lu Qing flew out a distance farther than last time and landed in front of the front door, and could no longer stand up.

The figure shook before Lu Qing's eyes, and Zhao Qianye's expression returned to calm. He lowered his head and looked at Lu Qing's unwilling eyes. After a long time, Zhao Qianye spoke out: "You have to remember that no matter how others see you, the Lu family is not something you can stop, nor is it that you say that status and glory are not enough to be self-proclaimed."

After a pause, Zhao Qianye continued: "I will wait for what I said and done tonight. But the premise is that you must have the strength that is comparable to me, otherwise it will be just a humiliation." After that, he ignored Lu Qing and walked away.

Looking at the door panel in front, Lu Qing's mind was in chaos. Zhao Qianye's words penetrated deeply like a sharp sword. Although he was angry at Zhao Qianye's indifference, he had to admit that he was saying the fact that he didn't want to admit. Indeed, when facing Gong Yang Yu's ling humiliation today, he finally gave up. Is that what he should have? Or is he a coward?

"Don't you understand?" At some point, Yu Jihua had already arrived at Lu Qing, "You look up and look at the inscription on the stone slab on this door."

Lu Qing murmured, looking up, there was a three-foot-long and two-foot-wide gray stone slab on the door frame. Because it was hung high and the eaves were blocked, Lu Qing did not find it after several times.

At this moment, I saw twenty big words engraved squarely on it, "Heaven moves forward, gentlemen strive for self-improvement! The earth is quiet, gentlemen carry things with virtue!" The characters were obviously carved out with a sword and strokes. Each word revealed a deep private sea, a thick and vast aura like a mountain. The strokes were even more firm. The strokes were closed as soon as they were finished. When they saw it, they deeply shocked his mind, "Heaven moves forward, gentlemen strive for self-improvement; the earth is quiet, gentlemen carry things with virtue." Lu Qing said in a low voice.

"Yes," Yu Jihua agreed, with a look of remembrance on his face. "This is the title of a 11th generation of ancestors. He started at the age of sixteen. He was often bullied because of his low cultivation level. However, he never resented anything, nor gave up his pursuit of swordsmanship. In addition, his talent is not bad, and even his understanding of swordsmanship is rare. After careful guidance from the tenth generation of Chaoyang Peak, he made rapid progress in the following sixteen years. He built a foundation into a swordsmanship for two years. He broke into the second realm of swordsmanship in the tenth year. In the tenth year, he realized the sword intent with his swordsmanship level. In the sixth year, he suddenly became king and his sword soul condensed, which made a story of more than a thousand miles in the Chaoyang Peak and even the Zixia Sect."

"And these twenty words are the ones he wrote when he returned to his former residence when he was crowned the law enforcement elder four years later. Maybe you know this person too." When he said this, Yu Jihua looked at Lu Qing meaningfully, "His surname is Lu-—"

His surname is Lu! Lu Qing was suddenly shocked and recalled the scene of his entry into the ancestral temple every time he entered the ancestral temple. The spiritual card empty below the left head, Lu Tianshu, the fifth generation unworthy child of the Lu family.

Lu Tianshu, maybe people remember the sword-making skills of Lu Tianhan, a generation of sword-making master of the Lu family five hundred years ago. But if we talk about sword-making, the only Lu Tianshu who can remember the Lu family is Lu Tianshu. One of the three sword emperors who have been rare in the founding of the Zixia Sect in more than 1,600 years, but few people know that these two were originally brothers. Because Lu Tianshu became obsessed with sword-making skills when he was young, he actually gave up the sword-making skills passed down from his ancestors and pursued the ethereal sword-making skills. The head of the Lu family in that generation drove him out of the family genealogy in anger. Even Lu Qing knew that the location in the ancestral hall was now discovered when his father Lu Yun was still alive and found it after he found it. However, due to the fact that the ancestral teachings were unable to create a spiritual card for him, he could only burn a few incense sticks for him every five years. (Please recommend and collect)
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