Hearing this, the old immortal suddenly laughed and said: The young man nowadays is really overwhelmed, he actually dares to challenge the Burial Sword Island, he really doesn't know whether he is alive or dead.

Lan Yutang didn't think that Tsing Yi was overwhelmed.

Although he wants to kill him now, he will never allow others to say anything disrespectful to him, because no matter what happens between them, they are friends after all.

Therefore, he said to him: Senior, you are wrong, he is not overwhelmed, but he has to do so, because this duel was originally agreed upon by them twenty years ago.

This battle was originally the battle between Sword Thirty and Burial Sword Island twenty years ago, but Sword Thirty died suddenly eight months ago, so in order not to miss the contract, Tsing Yi only fought on behalf of Sword Thirty.

Hearing this, he couldn't help but be moved suddenly, as if he was very surprised, and said: Sword Thirty, what is the relationship between him and Sword Thirty, is he ......

Lan Yutang nodded and said, "That's right, he is the disciple of Sword Thirty and the son of his moth.

Can't die seemed to fall into contemplation again, and said lightly: However, I heard that Jian Thirty has only one disciple, and that is the son-in-law of Miss Feng of Fujia Villa, Jiang Feng.

And when did that person who asked for his life Tsing Yi worship him as a teacher and became his godson, he really doesn't understand the Jianghu people.

Lan Yutang said: This junior doesn't know.

The old immortal twisted the long beard under his chin, and said thoughtfully: Twenty years ago, I heard that the sword thirty made the rivers and lakes popular, and no one could match the limelight.

However, he didn't expect that in the end, he was first defeated by the sword of Burial Sword Island, and then by a sword called Bai Qingyi, which made him infamous and lost his reputation, but unfortunately, it was a pity.

Hearing this, Lan Yutang's face suddenly changed and became ugly, and he didn't know if it was because the old immortal insulted Sword Thirty, or if he felt pity for Sword Thirty who was defeated under the sword of Burial Sword Island?

As the best friend of Tsing Yi, Lan Yutang once went to the mountain where Jian Thirty lived in seclusion and met him.

He was a kind and restrained man.

When he stands in front of you, you don't feel that the first sword on his body has reached the edge of a sword god.

And when he talks to you, jokes and frolicks, I'm afraid no one can see that the person standing in front of him used to be the popular hero in the rivers and lakes, the legend of the immortal rivers and lakes.

He looks like his own family.

Therefore, although it was only one side, he left an indelible impression on Lan Yutang's heart.

He only hoped that when he reached the age of the thirtyth of the sword, he would be able to restrain the murderous aura on his body like him.

In this way, the state of true invincibility can be achieved.

Now, hearing that the old immortal actually said this about him, oh no, it can be said that he was insulting him, so his face immediately showed an unhappy gloom, and he said in a deep voice:

Senior, I think you are wrong, Sword Thirty has not been defeated, and now, although he has left us, no one can deny that he is the number one fast sword in the rivers and lakes in recent decades, the Sword God.

Whether he loses to Burial Sword Island or Bai Qingyi, in the minds of our juniors, he will always be the first, and there is absolutely no one who can replace him.

Whether it's Burial Sword Island, Bai Qingyi, or even Seeking Life Tsing Yi, the reason why I say that Seeking Life Tsing Yi is the first sword in the rivers and lakes is that I am talking about his sword, not his people.

Because he holds the sword of Sword Thirty in his hand, and the sword of Sword Thirty represents not killing, but justice, and now, although his person is no longer there, the righteousness that is preserved on his sword is eternal.

As if shocked by Lan Yutang's words, the old immortal touched the back of his head, and then, with a smile, as if he felt very embarrassed, said:

Oh, hearing you say that, I really want to fight that sword thirty-one, but it's a pity that he's dead.

Can't die pulled the old immortal behind him, and said with a smile: Hehe, I said that you old immortal ghost thing should not be embarrassed here, hum, you still want to fight with others these two moments, you are still far away.

Speaking of this, he looked at Lan Yutang again, and continued: Since Tsing Yi wants to replace Sword Thirty to go to the agreement with the Burial Sword Island twenty years ago, will he miss the appointment?

Lan Yutang shook his head and said: "Never, although the sword of Tsing Yi has not yet reached the realm of selflessness of Sword Thirty, and he is not sure that he will be able to defeat the Burial Sword Island, but I believe that he will never miss the appointment, because what he holds in his hand is the sword handed down from Sword Thirty.

couldn't die as if he suddenly remembered something, suddenly slapped his head, and shouted at Lan Yutang: Hey, hey, it's no problem now.

Since he was going to have a duel with Burial Sword Island on October 15th, and he was not sure that he would win Buried Sword Island, he would probably die under the sword of Buried Sword Island, so if you wanted to duel him, you had to do so before October 15th.

However, there is probably less than half a month left until October 15, and it seems that it will not be easy for you to get out of this hole in this half month.

Speaking of this, he suddenly sighed, as if he sympathized with him, and said in a deep voice: What about me, although I like your little doll very much, and I really want to help you realize your last wish,

However, now it seems that it may be difficult to realize this wish of yours, don't say that you can't get out, even if you go out, I'm afraid that Tsing Yi has already become a corpse.

Calm returned to the cave again.

The Poison Monster Twin Medicine Slave used to be idle people, but now, for some reason, he suddenly became quiet, leaning on each other like two statues.

Maybe they were affected by Lan Yutang's emotions.

At this moment, Lan Yutang was leaning against the stone wall, his hands crossed on his chest, his eyes tilted upward, and he didn't know what he was thinking in his heart.

Then, he slowly lowered his head and examined the immortal jade flute in his hand through the dim light cast by the torches hanging on the stone wall.

This flute has been with him for more than ten years, like a good brother who shares life and death, and has never become dull because of the passage of time.

On the contrary, the more time passes, the clearer and brighter the luster on the jade flute.

And now, this jade flute has completely become a part of his life, a component of his body, and it itself has life and aura.

Under the shroud of the dark red light projected by the torch, the jade flute refracted a faint light, like the ripples of the afterglow of the setting sun on the water surface at dusk, flashing and flashing, both chaotic and blurry, full of magnificent colors, slowly blooming with a sense of silence.

The three of them sat like this, occasionally looking up at each other, and then, continuing to sit helplessly, falling into a long silence.

No one spoke, no one moved, as if they had fallen into a state of complete despair, not knowing how to pass the unforgiving loneliness.

Suddenly, as if he suddenly remembered something, he slapped the stone, stood up and shouted: Hehe, I'm so stupid, why didn't I think of it.

His cry seemed to startle the old immortal, as if it had attracted his great interest.