Chapter 32

"this is the secret room of our Liu family. No one can enter except the clan leader. Of course, you are the exception." Liu Wanfu said.

Yi Heng looks at the secret room carefully. It is not big, and there are not many things in it.

There is a portrait on the wall in front of him. In the portrait, a Taoist stands on the top of the mountain. The cliff in front is steep and the clouds are shrouded. I don't know how deep it is. The mountains behind are all low and crawling under their feet.

Taoist priest as like as two peas in a suit, the wind is flying, his hands are behind his back, and his pocket is hanging on his waist. It is exactly the same as Xu Feng.

Black hair plate is neat, white face is unnecessary, eyebrows are slender, eyes are narrow, hook nose, thin lips are tightly closed, and his face is gloomy. His eyes are fixed on the front, and he looks attentive and prudent.

As soon as Yi Heng saw the portrait, he felt a shiver in his heart. If the portrait is like this, he must be really a gloomy man. He is not good at talking, and his eyes are sharp. The person who is staring at him may feel his back like a thorn and fidgety.

The portrait has become old and yellow, even though the Liu family has been handed down from generation to generation, no matter how well it is protected, it can not endure the urge of time.

There is no incense in front of the portrait, only a green dagger.

Seeing that Yi Heng looked at the dagger, Liu Wanfu said, "this is another thing left by my ancestor. At the beginning, I didn't know where to get it. It was a rare weapon, but it was useless to him, so he left it."

"Oh After hearing this, Yi Heng reaches out and picks up the dagger. Liu Wanfu wants to stop him, but he doesn't dare to go forward.

The dagger weighs about eight or nine Liang. The cold from the deep of the blade penetrates into the skin. It must not be ordinary bronze, but it is made of something unknown.

If you scrape the blade with your hand, you will feel extremely sharp. Maybe there is no benefit of blowing and breaking hair, but it is much sharper than what Yi Heng saw before.

"Tomorrow morning, I will kill the mountain bandits in front of and behind the mountain. This dagger was left by my martial uncle. I must have expected the danger of today. I will use this dagger to kill the bandits. Martial uncle expected to use this dagger to relieve this danger. It's really a god man!"

Yi Heng thinks that a hundred mountain bandits can't all use fireball technique. Although his aura can emit so much, he is still very clear about the consequences of using up his aura. It's better to use this dagger to cooperate with wind escape technique. I think the mountain bandits can't resist.

"Well, immortal master, this dagger is the only thing left by our ancestors."

Liu Wanfu was also skeptical when he heard Yi Heng. Did the ancestor really expect the robbery? After all, one of the two things left has been used for communication. Is this dagger used to kill thieves?

"I will return it to this place after use. The patriarch doesn't have to worry about it. Besides, the Liu family has only one seedling. It's hard for me to face uncle Liu even if I'm expelled from the family. I can strictly discipline him in the future."

Yi Heng said solemnly, this dagger he's going to fix. He doesn't want to see his dishevelled appearance after sending out 100 fireballs.

Liu Wanfu wanted to say something more, but when he saw Yi Heng put the dagger in his arms, he stopped thinking. He knew that it was useless to say anything. However, he was ecstatic when he heard the second half.

"Thank you for the large number of immortal masters. I think it must be a divinity. I know that I need to use this dagger to solve the danger. I leave it to the immortal master. The immortal master should use it to kill the thief."

Half an hour later, Yi Heng goes out of the secret room first, followed by the smiling Liu family leader.

After getting the dagger, Yi Heng listened to uncle Liu's deeds in the secret room for half an hour. Of course, he did not miss the opportunity to praise him. At the same time, he expressed his admiration for uncle Liu. After all, after all, he would feel very sorry if he did not praise Yi Heng.

However, I never thought that the casual praise and the little admiration for uncle Liu made the landlord of the Liu family feel very bright and would like to talk about it for three days and three nights. "

it is rare for a hundred years to praise the deeds of his ancestors without any scruples.

The immortal master didn't realize his own pain. Although he looked up to my ancestor Liu, I still had a lot to say. How did I come out? "

"Arrange a quiet room. I'll leave early tomorrow morning. I don't have to meet and see you off. I'll come back when the danger is relieved."

Yi Heng listened to Liu Shishu's deeds, how much or a little turbulent in his heart.

"Please follow me."

After hearing this, the villa leader of the Liu family, who was unable to boast again, felt a bit sorry, but it was very important to solve the mountain bandits at present, so he took Yi Heng into the guest room on the other side of the garden.

Clean, tidy, remote, quiet, just like Yi Heng.

After a night of meditation, spiritual aura reached its peak.

At Mao, Yi Heng wakes up.

The sense of urgency in the soul is much stronger than any day in the past five years. Yi Heng seems to be back in the past, facing the choice and crisis of life and death every day.

"Will it be the same today?"

Yi Heng suddenly gets nervous. Before he comes, he thinks very clearly that he is not willing to kill himself, but he will not be afraid. With his own magic, there should be no danger! Is there anything unusual in this?

The information obtained is too little to see anything strange. Yi Heng gave up. However, he must be cautious in his business today, and Yi Heng reminds himself again.Holding the dagger in his left hand, he walked out of the room and came to the garden. Yi Hengshen took a deep breath. He decided to recite the Dharma in his mouth and pinched it slightly with his right hand. He only listened to a "wind escape" in his mouth.

Yi Heng's body seemed to float up, and then he lost his aura and leaped two feet without warning.

With a stroke of the dagger in his hand, an unknown flower will be divided into two, and before it falls to the ground, the figure flashes, and another small tree two feet away also breaks into two pieces.

During the tea time, the whole garden is full of broken flowers and trees, but Yi Heng's figure is getting faster and faster. Just feel a gust of wind, there will be a flower.

Standing on the rockery, Yi Heng looks at the mess he has created. He seems very satisfied. The sense of urgency in his soul just fades. Looking up at the back mountain, he is swarthy.

But the east already has the light to shine, although is gentle, but slowly dispels the darkness.

When he got out of Liujiazhuang, it was still not bright, and there were few people walking in the village. Yi Heng stood behind the village, looked back, and identified the direction, and galloped toward the back mountain.

The mountain forest in the early morning is still quite lively. The sound of birds and insects covers up the meaning of silence. The ordinary day will be repeated again.

Yi Heng shuttles through the mountains, sometimes stopping to identify directions, sometimes looking around for clues.

When Ni Heng found out that there was no trace left in the mountain.

At this time, the day is bright, Yi Heng is hidden in a big tree on the top of the mountain, the sound is from the opposite mountain.

There was a cry and a cry. Although it was not very clear, his ears and eyes were several times better than before since the cultivation of immortals, so it could be spread to his ears.

With enough eyesight, there seems to be a simple house in the mountain forest on the opposite side of the mountain. I think this is the hiding place of mountain bandits. Occasionally patrol mountain bandits pass by, and their swords are shining in the sunlight.