"When the fire broke out, I was investigating the case. Later, I investigated that it was said that several gangs were barbecuing meat at Liusanmen, but they didn't pay attention, which caused the fire. However, Mr. Song, that is, your adopted father, I have indeed seen him before.

And he also gave me some advice on martial arts.”

Fan Xiaodao blurted out: "Sword drawing technique?"

Zhao Xingdao: "That's right. Five years ago, when I first entered the Six Gate, although I had heard of Song Jingang's name and highly praised him, I had never seen him. One day, when I was practicing swords, he

He said I had been practicing so hard. At that time, I was young and energetic. My master was a Shaolin monk. He was quite dissatisfied, so he asked for a fight. He said, 'If you can pull out the knife, you will win.'"

Fan Xiaodao thought to himself, no wonder Zhao Xing always likes to say this when he pretends to behave. It seems that he has a deep historical origin, "What's the result?"

Zhao Xingdao, "I competed three times in a row. Not to mention drawing the knife, my hand didn't even touch the hilt. Later, he only drew one knife and subdued me. I was surprised, so I begged him to ask for it.

Teaching this sword drawing technique is originally a taboo of various sects, and he rarely teaches others easily. However, he said he owe others a kindness. This time he was entrusted by someone and came to give me some advice on the sword technique. I and him.

After learning for three days, I barely got started. Before leaving, I told me that this move is a way to save my life. I must not use this move, and I should not easily reveal to outsiders about learning martial arts from him, otherwise I will give it to me.

It brought endless trouble. After that, I studied hard and practiced hard, barely learning the essence of sword drawing. When I saw him again, it was two years later, and it was the summer solstice three years ago. At that time, I had been promoted to

The Red-clothed Captain, he took the exam for my martial arts exam. After a few words, he left. I asked him where he was going. He said that he would go to the palace. Today is the death day of a close relative, and he would go to pay tribute."

In the past, when it was in a mountain village, Song Jingang would always go to the back mountain to drink, looking out to the west Beijing city, Fan Xiaodao refused to say anything, but now he guessed that his mother, Princess Changle, died.

The summer solstice is over.

Three years ago, when Song Jingang left the village, he said that he would go to the capital to do something.

A wanted criminal in the court, who entered the capital alone and broke into the palace at night, in order to sweep the tomb of his mother, Princess Changle, for her beloved sister.

How tragic,

How desolate it is.

But Song Jingang still went there without hesitation.

It was also the last time I entered Beijing. When Song Jingang came back, he was seriously injured and passed away within a few months. Until he learned from Xue Yingxiong that he was being plotted against, Fan Xiaodao's heart ignited again.

The idea of ​​revenge.

Zhao Xing continued: "Later, I went out of the city to investigate the case. Two days later, the capital was blocked. I was trapped outside the city for two days. Then six doors caught fire. From then on, there was no whereabouts of Mr. Song."

In the past six months since entering Beijing, Fan Xiaodao has heard various versions of adoptive father and mother from Xue Yingxiong, Liu Yishou, Taoist Taiping, Yizhihua and others. Now, through the descriptions of Huang Yulang, Zhao Xing and others, he has learned about it.

The whole thing is in the end. But who is the enemy who killed his mother? Who is the one who framed his adoptive father? All these things bothered him. If he wanted to solve these puzzles, he had to return to the capital, but he was now trapped

Go to Jiangnan.

Fan Xiaodao said, "When the matter is settled, we will start investigating the counterfeit currency case. I want to find an opportunity to return to the capital."

President Zhao sighed, "I heard that the Prince's life in the capital is not easy. Your Majesty ignores the government affairs. Princess Taiping covers the sky with one hand, and there are her forces and spies all over the court, all over the country. I don't understand, since Your Majesty

He has decided to pass the treasure to His Royal Highness, so why should he suppress him everywhere?"

"The matters of the royal family are hard to explain, and there is no rationality or logic at all. This is what is commonly said about the emperor's moodiness and the emperor's mind."

Zhao Xingdao: "Fuck the emperor's mind, in my opinion, I'm full."

At this moment, a group of people came in outside the restaurant. These people were dressed up by the Jianghu people. One of them said, "We have purchased this restaurant today. It has nothing to do with people waiting for you. We will pay for all the fees!"

When everyone in the restaurant saw these people with their eyes and weapons, they knew they were not good at it. Since someone paid the money, they were so happy that they got up and left.

Fan Xiaodao and Zhao Xing's seat were on the second floor, which had no effect. However, so many people from the world immediately poured into the world, the original topic could not be continued.

Everyone found a place to sit down, and the middle-aged man said, "Dear heroes, you have visited Chaozhou Prefecture these days to help me with the Qu family. I, Qu Qianshan, are very grateful. Today I prepare a little wine to express my gratitude.

If there is a place where I can get Qu someone in the future, my Qu family will repay you with a stream of swords and fire, and I will be obliged to do it!"

A swordsman said loudly, "The head of the Qu family is too polite. If it weren't for the government's hawks and dogs, we would have beaten the Lin family to the ground and seek their teeth to avenge their previous shame!"

Fan Xiaodao recognized this person. It was the day when he was in Taiping Inn, where he was looking for trouble for Bai Bufan of Lingnan Sword Sect.

From the conversation, he also guessed that the people in the restaurant today are related to the dispute between Lin and Qu families mentioned earlier. The one called Qu Qianshui should be the head of the Qu family mentioned by Peng Yuanli of the Plum Blossom Sword Sect.

Qu Qianshuidao: "The Five Tigers Broken Soul Swords in Majiabao are famous in the martial arts world. With Brother Ma's martial arts, just a few bridge clowns are no problem at all."

Ma Liuyi laughed and said it was easy to say.

Another person said, "Head Qu, for your business, we have traveled thousands of miles to help you. Wouldn't that be fine?"

Qu Qianshui said, "Forget it? If this matter is so easy to stop, how can our Qu family continue to live in the world in the future? Lin Wanshan's old fox pretended to marry our Qu family, but he was interested in the half volume in our family.

The White Emperor's Sword Art is also fake, and it is fake, and it is necessary to exchange it with the second half of the Sword Art. Fortunately, my daughter discovered their conspiracy in time. At midnight tonight, I made an appointment with the old fox Lin to compete in the purple bamboo forest outside the city, and the bet was

Please give the heroes a testimony for the White Emperor Sword Technique in their own hands. I, Qu, keep my word. If I, Qu, get the White Emperor Sword Technique, I will comprehend with you all!"

As soon as these words were spoken, a hint of fanaticism appeared in everyone's eyes.

"We dare not obey our orders!"

Fan Xiaodao whispered, "What is the White Emperor Sword Art? Why have you never heard of it?"

Zhao Xingdao: "More than a hundred years ago, a White Emperor Sword Magistrate appeared in the world. He swept across the great masters of swordsmanship with a set of White Emperor Sword Techniques, establishing the identity of a generation of swordsman masters. This White Emperor Sword Magistrate,

I accepted two apprentices in my life, but my qualifications were too poor and I could not inherit his mantle. After his death, the two apprentices divided the White Emperor Sword Technique into two. It was the ancestors of Lin and Qu families, both of which called them.

As the authentic successor of the White Emperor's sword star, he was unable to comprehend the sword technique and gradually became a second- and third-rate sect."

"The White Emperor's Sword Art is so powerful?"

Zhao Xing smiled slightly, "If you ask others, you may not know, but if you ask me, you are asking the right person. The true identity of this Baidi sword star is just a disciple of the Li family in Jinling that year, and later the Li family abandoned martial arts.

When I went to business, I cut off my own arm. The original white-clothed swordsmen and swordsmen only got their own way to make a living in the world. Those who have the ability made a fortune will make a fortune. Those who have no ability will be in a miserable life and disappear."

"What do you mean is that the Baidi sword technique actually originated from the Li family in Jinling that year?"

Zhao Xingdao, "The world's sword technique comes from Jinling, this sentence is not unreasonable. At least two hundred years ago, the last sword immortal in the world came from the Li family in Jinling."

Fan Xiaodaoqi said, "You know this, it is worthy of being a walking encyclopedia."

Zhao Xingdao, "If you have time, go to Jianghusi more, there are records of this matter in the collection of world sects they have compiled."

No wonder Lin and Qu families posted heroic posts, so many second- and third-rate sects in the world came to help, and it turned out that they would not get up early without profit.

The world's sects are thousands of large and first-class sects, and there are nothing more than ten major sects and four major families. They either have a family background or have a long history of inheritance. They each have their own martial arts skills that can be used to defend the sect, but for third-rate and poor-ranked ones.

The scale development of small sects has reached a bottleneck. If you want to go further, you must constantly absorb and learn new martial arts in order to gain a foothold in the world and thus make the status of the world a higher level. Therefore, these martial arts secrets are particularly good.

I like it. Either spend a lot of money to buy, or take it openly or secretly, or just like today, I will help you and get a share of the pie.

Fan Xiaodao couldn't help but be glad.

Whether it is Song Jingang, Yang Qing, Lei Lie, Hu Sandao, they have been sensational figures in the world. If they teach martial arts, how much they can learn depends entirely on his understanding and talent, at least they will not do it for martial arts.

Worry about secrets or mantras.

Zhao Xing was the same. He became a disciple of the four great Vajras of Shaolin and had the opportunity to learn the unique skills of Shaolin.

And people like these have no way or no chance, and can only struggle in the lowest level of the world. It is really hard to achieve success.

One person said again, "There are few people who have helped the Lin family who can fight. Except for Bai Bufan from the Lingnan Sword Sect, the rest are not worth mentioning."

Ma Liuyi sneered, "A few days ago, I had met Bai Bufan. If it weren't for the time being, I would have slaughtered him with one knife. If he dared to show up tonight, I promised that he would not see him.

Tomorrow's sun!"

"I feel relieved when I say this to the second leader of Aima! Come on, everyone, I will raise my glasses and give it to you!"

"I wish the head of the Qu family a victory!"

After that, these people didn't talk about serious matters, but were all commercial sects. This said that the leader of Mao killed the tiger with one arm, and the leader of Liu swept the Tianshan Mountain with one sword. It made the two of them feel embarrassed.

If you really have this ability, you will be fighting for the White Emperor Sword Art to make you feel bloody.

Either they talk about gossip about the world, a sect in Longzhong steals tin and dust, or a gossip about sharing wives among the three major sword sects in Huainan. It seems that these people gather together and don’t talk about dirty words or ethical jokes, they won’t be able to say anything dirty or ethical.

Can speak normally.

Fan Xiaodao and Zhao Xing ate for a while, and saw that these people were speechless, they knew how to pay for the wine and left the restaurant.

Fan Xiaodao said, "What are your arrangements tonight?"

Zhao Xingdao, "I originally planned to practice swords, but it seems that there is a fun to watch. Are you interested?"

Fan Xiaodao said, "That's what you mean."
Chapter completed!