C347 Sword in Sword

Middle Sage? Wu Zhongxian!

Only then did Han Chen come back to his senses. The man in front of him was not only the Palace Chief of the Five Palaces' Zi Long Manor, he was also blind monk's father.

Wu Changkong continued, "Did he also teach you the seven types of Blood Drop Swords?"

Han Chen nodded, and did not deny it. That's right, he is indeed a student of the blind monk's Elder Church. "

Hearing to this point, a faint light actually surged out of Wu Changkong's eyes. "Truly unexpected, in fifteen years, in fifteen years, he had never come in contact with anyone. Not only did he stand up for you, he even taught you seven types of the Blood Drop Sword. Han Chen. " Wu Changkong looked straight at Han Chen, and said with a serious tone, "I hope that you can communicate with him, that child is truly suffering too much."

The current Wu Changkong no longer had the sharp and domineering aura he had before, but instead, was replaced with helplessness and guilt as a father towards his child.

"Why?" Han Chen asked in puzzlement, "Why didn't you personally go find him?"

"I dare not go to him."

"What?"

"I owe him too much. I don't dare to meet him." Wu Changkong's eyes were filled with vicissitudes and dryness. He walked to the entrance of the great hall, raised his head and looked at the sky full of stars, and softly muttered.

"If it weren't for my willfulness, he wouldn't have been in trouble. If I had been able to put down my reputation at that time, I might now be full of children. "I was the one who valued his reputation, and I was the one who underestimated his love for Dong Wan'er."

Wu Changkong fell into a deep self-blame. In these fifteen years, every night, a picture would appear in his mind.

On the night of their wedding night, Wu Zhongxian hugged his wife who was covered in blood, in pain. Two streams of blood flowed out from his eyes. That night should have been a blissful night. However, it had become a nightmare for Wu Zhongxian's family.

Little did he know that because of the debt he owed his son, Wu Changkong had also lived in guilt for the past fifteen years.

After a long period of silence, Han Chen heaved a sigh of relief, "Palace Chief, what do you need me to do?"

Wu Changkong turned around and said seriously, "All these years, Zhongxian avoided everyone, even his mother. However, he was able to voluntarily teach you the Seven Bloody Drop Sword. From this, you could tell that his sect wasn't completely sealed off. Through you, I hope to untie the knot in his heart and return to his normal life. "

"But, there's not much talk between me and the elders of the blind monk s. During those days when I was communicating with him, he only taught me sword techniques and he never brought up any other topics. "

"His ability to do so is enough to prove your uniqueness. I am not ordering you with my status as Palace Chief, but as a father who is requesting of you. "

Wu Changkong's face did not show even the slightest hint of a forced order, he only had that kind of expectation.

Han Chen could not find any reason to reject, so he nodded his head: "I will do my best!"

"Thank you very much." Wu Changkong finally revealed a pleased smile.

Han Chen slightly nodded, "Palace Chief, is there anything else? If there are none, then this student will take his leave first. "

Wu Changkong raised his thick eyebrows, he immediately spread out his palm, and a slender sword that was as thin as a willow branch appeared in his hand. You have obtained first place on the Earth Board, so I naturally have something to reward you with. "

Han Chen's eyes lit up as he looked over. "That willow branch sword is so slim and gentle, while an obscure power fluctuation was emitted from it." A Sub-sacred Artifact? "

"That's right." Wu Changkong nodded his head in praise, and then unexpectedly extended his other hand: "Let me see the sub saint artifact you used today."

"Hmm?" Han Chen could not help but be confused, but did not ask, and handed over the scorpion sword.

Wu Changkong took the scorpion sword and roughly looked at it, "That's right, who helped you repair this sword?"

"To be honest, this was repaired by the student himself."

"You?" Wu Changkong was obviously startled, after being surprised, the praise on his face became even stronger, "Looks like I have still underestimated your ability, martial cultivation, Psionic Magician, refining and formation. It's rare for my Five Palace Sects to have a student like you. "

Wu Changkong praised as he made his moves. He then slowly raised the scorpion sword and the willow branch sword to the same level and injected a bit of martial spirit energy into it.

Immediately afterwards, the two swords began to emit a bright white brilliance. Under Han Chen's confused gaze, whoosh! A thick and dense white light flashed, and in the next moment, the willow branch sword suddenly disappeared, leaving only the scorpion sword in Wu Changkong's hand.

"This is?" Han Chen was even more confused.

"Let's give it a try." Wu Changkong passed the scorpion sword back. Han Chen took the sword, and the moment he held it in his hand, he immediately felt that the scorpion sword was obviously different from before.

Wu Changkong continued to ask, "What's different?"

Han Chen carefully sensed it for a moment and then answered, "The scorpion sword's power is even stronger now, and there's another kind of strange energy undulations within it."

"Correct, that was a sword within a sword."

"Sword in the Sword?"

Wu Changkong nodded his head, and explained to the other party, "Just now, that thin sword was called the Sword in the Sword, it was a special sub-saint weapon. It can hide in any sword. Not only can it increase the power of the weapon, the most important thing is that it can be taken out anytime and anywhere. "

As Wu Changkong emphasized the last few words, he couldn't help but be shocked and his face revealed great joy.

"Do you understand?" Wu Changkong asked.

"I understand."

"Hehe, I just like to talk to smart people, there's no need to explain too much. If you want to take out the Sword in the Sword, you must have a unique technique. I will teach you now, remember this. "

Han Chen immediately nodded his head and agreed, and earnestly listened to Wu Changkong teaching him the sword technique.

When Han Chen bid his farewell to Wu Changkong, it was already deep into the night. Before leaving, Wu Changkong did not forget to remind Han Chen to help him no matter what.

Walking on the road shrouded in darkness, Han Chen's state of mind gradually withdrew from the heart of the 'Sword in the Sword'.

blind monk, how to start with him, this was indeed something that took quite a bit of effort. However, since he had already promised someone else, he would at least give it a try.

He raised his head and looked at the sky, thinking that Hua Yumei and Qiao Feiyan should be back soon. After hesitating for a bit, Han Chen walked towards the blind monk's residence.

Wan Xiang Pavilion.

The loft at night stood alone in a remote part of the academy. The stars in the sky were bright and resplendent. A river of stars stretched across the horizon, blocking the path to a meeting between two stars. In this world, there were just how many lovers could not gather together.

Thinking in the dark night is always alluring, lonely lonely night, that kind of missing tide came more true.

Han Chen suddenly saw a white figure standing not far away, looking at the courtyard and pavilion.

It was a woman with an elegant figure, with jet-black hair that reached down to her waist. Although only her profile was visible, Han Chen was still able to confirm that the other party was a beautiful woman.

Coincidentally, the man also noticed Han Chen. His gaze swept over them. Just as Han Chen had expected, he was indeed a beautiful woman, and his beautiful eyebrows revealed an alluring charm.

"You are?" Han Chen asked in confusion.

The woman did not reply. She indifferently glanced at Han Chen, then retracted her gaze and turned to leave. Not long later, he disappeared from Han Chen's sight.

Han Chen lifted his eyelids and heaved a sigh of relief. He then walked toward the entrance of the courtyard.

The lights were still on. A blind man was lighting the lamps. It was funny, but it was filled with an indescribable sadness. Han Chen walked into the inner court and saw blind monk standing under a osmanthus tree.

Under the osmanthus tree, there was a table, two chairs, a plate of osmanthus cake and two cups of tea.

blind monk stood there like a wooden stake. The red cloth covering his face was still as eye-catching as before.

"Elder blind monk." Han Chen walked over and called out softly.

"I didn't know you were coming today. I didn't prepare your share." blind monk turned around and said indifferently, "Congratulations on becoming the champion of the Earth Board."

Han Chen nodded his head and looked at the few items on the table.

"This is her favorite food." blind monk raised his head, a gentle expression emerging on his face. However, his voice was bitter, "I spent a month to learn how to make this osmanthus cake. I had originally planned to prepare it for her on the morning of the second day of marriage. Unfortunately, she will never be able to eat it. "

Fifteen years had passed in such a short period of time that Dong Wan'er's figure had always remained in the blind monk's memories. Fifteen years of love, uncooled, still warm. Fifteen years of time could change many things. The only thing that could not be changed was true and eternal love.

Han Chen clenched his fist, and said with a deep voice, "Palace Chief Wu Changkong came to find me today."

Wu Changkong! Hearing these three familiar words, blind monk did not have any reaction, and indifferently replied, "Why is he looking for you?"

"He wants you to meet him. He wants you to meet your mother."

Wu Zhongxian was quiet for a moment, but then he shook his head. "Not going."

Han Chen also didn't know how to persuade his. He sincerely felt that this kind of matter was even more difficult than fighting those who had a higher cultivation level. Why? Are you still hating them? In the past fifteen years, they haven't been doing well either. "

"No, I only hate two people. One is myself, and the other is her murderer. " blind monk looked straight at Han Chen, his hoarse voice even more ancient than his father Wu Changkong's. You go back and tell him that Wu Zhongxian has never changed, that I'm still the same me as before. But I cannot forgive myself, much less the murderer. "

"I see." Han Chen replied.

"Go! There's no need to look for me anymore. "

Wu Zhongxian sighed lightly. His lonely figure seemed to be a speck of dust dancing in the air.

I covered my eyes. I just wanted to remember the last time I saw you. I blinded myself just to remember the woman who had passed away.

Fifteen years of pain, when was the end.