The three of them sat on the ground in the wilderness. Xiao Yao and the young man sat opposite each other under the stone, listening to the old man telling the story of the past. Xiao Yao saw this scene and thought about it, and couldn't help but think of his grandfather again.

The old man's voice was slow, and he saw him looking into the distance for a while, looking at Wuliang Mountain in the sea of ​​clouds, mountains and mists. He looked deeper and thoughtful again. As his words gradually slowed down, he was obviously immersed in his memories of the past. So Xiao Yao had to remind the young man who was completely attracted by what the old man said several times, so that he could convey the old man's words to himself. The young man was reminded by Xiao Yao and then came back to his senses and said, "My grandfather said that no one has mentioned the Wuliang Sword Sect for hundreds of years, so when he came here to ask around, he wanted to ask you, where did you know the name of Wuliang Sword Sect and why did you want to find Wuliang Sword Sect?"

Xiao Yao looked at the old man, and when he turned around, he quickly got an answer, so he said respectfully: "I am the third generation of disciples in Quanzhen Sect. I learned the name of Wuliang Sword Sect from the classics in the sect. It is recorded that although Wuliang Sword Sect and the original sect are both Taoist, their martial arts are self-organized. Before traveling to the four directions, the master told me that I must come here to visit. If possible, I will use martial arts to make friends and communicate with fellow disciples of Wuliang Sword Sect so that I can improve Taoist martial arts together." In fact, there are many fallacies in his words, but Xiao Yao really doesn't know how to say it when meeting people in the sect. Secondly, he thought that Wuliang Mountain is far from Zhongnan Mountain, and people here may not know the name of Quanzhen Sect. Even if they know, they probably don't know much. Therefore, he said it openly and unscrupulously.

Sure enough, after hearing this, wrinkles squeezed out on the old man's dry face, he nodded with a smile, and said a few words. The young man reposted: "So that's it, I don't know what friends call me?"

Xiao Yao was about to speak, but suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind. Thinking of the word "Fellow Taoist" he said, his thoughts were slightly moved, and he seemed to have guessed something. So he was happy and said tentatively: "My disciple is Xiao Yao, don't know the name of the real person?"

The young man relayed this, and after he finished speaking, the old man smiled and shook his head, and said a few casual words. The young man said, "The little baby is smart, he is here to get the old man. I will test you with words, and you will test me with words. Haha, what real person is not a real person? The old man is named Wang Yuchen, not a Taoist family, nor is he a disciple of the Wuliang Sword Sect. But if you really want to say it, the old man has some connection with the Wuliang Sword Sect." After saying this, even the young man stared at his grandfather curiously, obviously even his grandson didn't know what his grandfather had to do with the Wuliang Sword Sect.

Although Xiao Yao felt a little disappointed when he heard this, he had found some clues, so how could he give up easily? Therefore, he asked in a deep voice: "I wonder what the relationship between the old senior and the Wuliang Sword Sect we are looking for? Please tell me clearly." The title in the words has quietly changed back.

Wang Yuchen said for a while, but the more the boy heard it, the more surprised the expression on his face was, as if he was unaware of the things around him. Xiao Yao reminded him several times, wanting to know what they said, but the boy seemed to be silent. After a while, the boy suddenly asked, "Grandpa, senior Wang Qianlie, are you really my great-grandfather?"

Xiao Yao sat aside and listened like a cloud of mist, but when he saw that the two of them were having a good conversation, he was not inconvenient to disturb him anymore, so he had to keep listening patiently. Finally, after a while, the young man said apologetically: "Brother Xiao Yao, I'm really embarrassed, I'll tell you everything." After that, he began to tell him.

It turned out that more than a hundred years ago, the Wuliang Sword Sect was in full swing, and its disciples were all over Yinsheng, which was the base. Wang Qianlie, who had helped the locals compete with the bad tea merchants at that time, was a disciple of the Wuliang Sword Sect. However, one day, for some reason, he suddenly returned to his hometown all over, dying, and no longer returned to his master's sect in Wuliang Mountain. His family asked him why, but he didn't say anything. After half a year like this, seeing that there was nothing else, this matter was gradually forgotten by everyone. Until one day, a group of unscrupulous tea merchants who were powerful and intended to occupy the entire tea farm came. He led his tribe to fight to the death and finally saved the tea mountain and became the local hero of Yinsheng. Only then did he regain

It was mentioned again. After that, Wang Qianlie married his wife in his hometown and had a son, which was the young man's grandfather Wang Yuchen. More than 70 years ago, Wang Yuchen was just a teenager. Although he had heard of the heroic deeds his father had done back then, he was unknown. In addition, since then, Yin Sheng's local area has been peaceful and no longer disputes. Wang Qianlie is indifferent by nature, so gradually, he disappeared from people's sight again and became a legendary figure passed down by word of mouth. Until Wang Yuchen was twenty-three years old, suddenly one day, he accidentally ran into his father alone to the bank of Jianhu on the hillside of Wuliangshan Mountain. He became curious for a moment and followed him quietly, but found that his father was facing him.

A ruined Taoist palace ruins were ceremonial. Since there was no tea farm here, and the mountains were steep, there were few people on weekdays. Seeing this scene, Wang Yuchen was puzzled and hid aside and observed secretly. Only after his father's words could he vaguely hear some clues. It turned out that the ruins of the Taoist palace were once his master's sect, and the sect named Wuliang Sword Sect was left. However, more than 40 years ago, a group of mysterious figures with high martial arts rushed into Wuliang Sword Sect. After a fierce battle between the two sides, the entire Wuliang Sword Sect was finally burned to ashes by a fire, and then completely disappeared. Gradually, not even the locals knew much. Wang Qianlie had already broken up with Wuliang Sword Sect.
Chapter completed!