The Golden Lion King spoke of his friend.

He thought he was a friend, but the other party just saved his life.

"I was still a little lion who was less than the saint's realm and could not transform. I was targeted by a brown bear. Fortunately, he passed by and killed the brown bear with one sword, saving my life. I was the only thing I am today." said the Golden Lion King.

Everyone looked at him with curious eyes.

"He is called Di Jianyi, and he is the number one swordsman in Xuanhuang world. He is well-known. Back then, because I was too weak, he did not care about me. He told me some knowledge about the ruins and revealed that he had this ruins." The Golden Lion King said in a leisurely manner.

"What then?" Li Qinghe asked.

"Then he took me to walk for a while, and I followed him for three months. These three months were the time when I gained the most. But later he fought with the Qinglong in Wan Yao Valley, and the ending of that game was no different."

"But when I break through to the human realm and go to see him, he is seriously injured. The fire of life is very weak. I have been living an ordinary life for many years. There is no other person in the world except me who knows where he is."

"I really want the master to cure him, and he is also very powerful. With the human body, he will fight against the Qinglong of the Dragon clan, and even a draw, which will definitely help the master." The Golden Lion King sincerely begged Li Qinghe.

Li Qinghe agreed and said, "Then you go and bring him here."

"Okay master, I'll go now." The Golden Lion King said happily.

"Well, let Zhu Bajie accompany you, it's also considered a training." Li Qinghe named Zhu Bajie. He had been in the Taichu Mountains before and had little contact with the outside world, so Li Qinghe wanted him to see the world.

The Golden Lion King immediately took Zhu Bajie and left together.

Li Qinghe watched them leave, and the water condensed body collapsed with a bang, and the waves of smoke from thousands of miles were restored, which was very quiet.

The others are doing their own things, including the spirit of vitality, and he is working hard to practice.

...

The world of Xuanhuang, the world of human beings.

This is the first time Zhu Bajie has come to the human world. He finds it strange when he sees it. Even though he doesn't say it, the Golden Lion King still sees it.

"Do you know the deeds of Jianyi, the Swordsman?" The Golden Lion King found a topic to chat.

"I don't know, tell me." Zhu Bajie humbly asked for advice.

"Di Jianyi is a genius in sword practice. He was a servant of a large family when he was young. He accompanied the young master to practice martial arts and literature and developed his talents."

"The young master is not talented and has not achieved success in his mind. He has made great progress. Instead, as a servant, he was admitted to the first school at that time. He stayed in the first school for three years."

"Three years later, his cultivation level was not much improved, but his literary cultivation was praised. However, he did not become an official or a raider, but instead opened a blacksmith shop and began to build weapons."

"This creation took ten years. In the past ten years, he became an unknown blacksmith, and the sword he created the most was the sword."

The Golden Lion King knew the story of Emperor Jianyi very well, and he said it was very clear.

"He is still the number one swordsman?" Zhu Bajie said in surprise.

"Of course, no one knew that he was the first swordsman before, but then the empire was destroyed, and the imperial army was approaching and attacking the imperial capital. After the dynasty changed, the new emperor needed blacksmiths to cast weapons so that he could continue to conquer and rebel, so he found him." The Golden Lion King continued.

"This time he found him, he disagreed. The rebels wanted to threaten him, but they were killed by him with one sword energy. Then a huge conflict broke out. He fought a bloody path in the imperial capital with one sword."

"That day, the wind and snow were everywhere in Chang'an, and he made a big splash!"

"That's that day, he opened the mountain with one sword, cut the sea with one sword, and tied up a hundred thousand troops with one sword!"

"From this beginning, a generation of swordsmen opened up their three hundred years of invincible career."

"Three hundred years, do you know? He has not been defeated for a whole of three hundred years, and then he tied with Qinglong, and then it has come to the present, like a candle, swaying in the breeze, extinguishing at any time."

"I really can't bear to be so powerful and such a stunning master who dies like this, so I want to save him."

"Just as he saved me back then!"

The Golden Lion King said firmly.

"It's okay, you have seen how powerful the master is. As long as you take him over, the master can definitely save him." Zhu Bajie comforted the Golden Lion King.

"Let's go, we'll be faster. He's now living in seclusion in a small town on the border." The Golden Lion King said and accelerated his pace.

Zhu Bajie couldn't help but feel expectant, wanting to see what such a powerful person has become now.

Both are supreme, with a very fast speed, and Zhu Bajie is now a flying pig, which is even faster.

In less than a day, they arrived at this border town.

The town is really small, you can see through it at a glance, just one street, and there are dozens of families along the way.

In this border town, there is a dry spring. The spring water has long been dry, and a sword hung on it, which is already rusted.

There is a thatched hut next to the hunched spring, inside which is an old man with a haggard appearance.

Weed-like hair, shriveled figure, and turbid eyes, weak breathing, as if it was about to die at any time.

No one cared about him, the old man sat alone on the stone stool, looking at the rusty sword hanging from the dry well.

At first glance, it seemed like the mountains were opened and the sea was broken three hundred years ago.

Time seemed like a moment, and he was about to die.

The old man sighed, he was too weak and his body was in ruins, and the deadline was approaching.

He is already waiting to die.

However, a shadow appeared in front of him, blocking the sun.

The old man raised his head and glanced at him. His turbid eyes didn't see who it was.

"Di Jianyi died like this. I'm sorry for the hanging sword?" The question sounded, making the old man seriously and looked at the visitor.

"It's you little lion, are you here to see me off?" the old man chuckled and said weakly.

"No, I'm here to find someone named Emperor Jianyi. I have a way to help him recover. I wonder if you have seen this person?" The Golden Lion King squatted down and asked seriously.

"I'm already poisoned and can't save me." The old man waved his hand regretfully.

"I said there is a way, it depends on whether you want to give it a try." The Golden Lion King looked at the old man firmly.

The old man was stunned, raised his spirits and asked seriously: "What price should I pay?"

He knew that the Golden Lion King was not a random person. Since he said that, there must be hope.

But in the same way, there is no free lunch in the world. Since there is such a way, he must pay something.
Chapter completed!