Blood sprayed everywhere, and he felt that all the strength in his body was rapidly passing away. He seemed to have ascended to the sky. In the blur, he seemed to see a familiar headless corpse spurting blood on the spot. He trembled for a few times before falling to the ground, splashing a stream of mixed blood.

The muddy water of minced meat.

Tang Yun, who has greatly improved in strength, is definitely not something Zhao Guang can resist.

Even so, Tang Yun, who was cautious, chopped his head into pieces with a sword, thus sending Zhao Guang on his last journey.

"Young Master is so strong."

Li Biao looked at him in shock. If it were Tang Yun before, he would have been able to fight Zhao Guang within five to five seconds, but now he could kill him effortlessly with just one hand.

Has Tang Yun become stronger, or has he made a mistake?

Li Biao lowered his head and looked at the meteor hammer in his hand, and fell into deep thought for a while.

Tang Yun's martial arts practice was entirely under the guidance of Li Biao. It can be said that Li Biao saw every step of his growth, so Li Biao was very aware of Tang Yun's talent.

He is extremely talented in weapons and martial arts, but his aptitude in cultivation is mediocre. The reason why he is praised for his extraordinary talent is just a matter of daily business exchanges.

"Maybe I really made a mistake."

Li Biao sighed inwardly, and when he looked up at Tang Yun, a bit of awe appeared in his eyes. This was recognition of his strength, not just Tang Yun's identity.

Tang Yun didn't say anything about Huangquan's corpse poison. He looked at the almost jagged sword in his hand, chuckled and threw it away: "Let's go, now the matter is completely resolved."

"Yes, Master." Li Biao nodded slightly and stepped sideways to give way.

Rumble...

Suddenly there was a sound of falling stones from behind.

Tang Yun turned around and looked, with a complicated look in his eyes. If he and Li Biao took action together, they might be able to knock the stones away, at least they would not be smashed into a pile and completely block the path.

But his feet seemed to have taken root, and there was no sign of moving. He just took a silent look, then turned around and returned to the village.

Tang Yun narrowed his eyes and murmured in his heart: "These people are already dead, why let them run out and harm more people?"

"This road..." Li Biao seemed to be aware of his thoughts, his lips twitched, but in the end he didn't say anything, but his face showed more awe.

——

A few days passed.

Tang Yun was sitting in the hall, scraping the tea lid with his hand, and took a sip of tea: "Dad, can we show off some things with the child? Our Tang family, Zhenwu Pavilion, and this pen, the Huangquan Sect

…”

Tang Yun had already explained the general outline of the matter in detail in the past few days, and gave the old man two days to recuperate. Today he just got to the point.

After what happened that day, the old man seemed to have suffered a big blow. Although his body is gradually recovering, his energy and spirit are much weaker than before.

A longevity man who is over sixty years old and has lived a good life in this world. If he can live to this age without ever practicing martial arts, he must have great fortune and great luck.

Therefore, the old man is very open-minded. His biggest hope at present is that his only child can quickly marry and have children, so that the Tang family's bloodline can continue.

However, after this incident and some words said by Li Biao, the old man's thoughts were shaken. He thought that although Qingshi Village was poor, it was peaceful at least. Now it seems that the trees are quiet but the wind is not stopping.

My son's strength should be close to level 12, right?

He had been thinking for the past two days. When he heard that Tang Yun was getting straight to the point, he couldn't help but raise his head and look into his eyes.

There is no better nephew than a father, and the old man understands the child's thoughts.

After pondering for a moment, the old man organized his speech and then slowly said: "The Zhenwu Pavilion is a powerful weapon in the hands of the imperial court. It is intended to suppress the world's warriors, protect the common people, and kill demons and evil spirits.

Our ancestor of the Tang family was a highly qualified martial artist. He had no sect and no sect, and was finally accepted by the imperial court, joined the Zhenwu Pavilion, and then participated in the encirclement and suppression of the Huangquan Sect.

However, later on, the ancestor suffered a serious injury, so he withdrew from the Zhenwu Pavilion and retired with his family. After more than two hundred years of separation, his father finally made the decision and settled in Qingshi Village.

Over the years, in order to continue the family, the elders in the family have gradually sold off their ancestors' collections. Today, there are not many left. This pen is very harmful, so it has never been shown to anyone.

Who would have thought that Jirou would be found out by the remnants of the Huangquan Sect... Mu Qingrou even committed herself to me, working hard for several years just to gain trust."

Tang Yun's eyes suddenly dawned, and after a moment of silence he asked with a smile: "What's left? It can't be Wind and Thunder Swordsmanship and Yunbu, right?"

The old man was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly and said: "The two skills you have practiced are not martial arts at all, they are just moves. They are part of the martial arts that my father asked Li Biao to cut out from the martial arts left by his ancestors.

Children all like to dance with guns and sticks, and it wouldn’t hurt to learn some self-defense skills in this world. As a father, I didn’t ask you to become a good person, but who knew you would actually have the opportunity to take it a step further.”

Having said this, he stood up with some difficulty. Tang Yun saw this and stepped forward to help him, but he broke away: "As a father, I haven't reached the point where I can't walk yet."

He coughed hard several times, straightened up with his hands behind his back, and strode out of the main hall: "Follow me to the study. As my father is old, you should know what is in the house."

The corners of Tang Yun's lips moved, he sighed silently, and followed the old man silently.

The old man's time is running out. After all, he has been getting along with his second aunt for several years, and the family is happy. Now that something like this happened, it is indeed a big blow to the old man, although he didn't show it.

Although he had no feelings for the old man and his family, Tang Yun vaguely saw his father's rickety back in him.

Maybe this is just a dream, and I will go back as soon as I wake up.

Or maybe when I am strong enough, I might be able to find my way home by crossing the void, if then... my parents are still there.

Inexplicably, Tang Yun thought of a novel he had read, "Shading the Sky", in which the protagonist Ye Fan finally returned to Earth, only to...

Ha~

Tang Yun laughed at himself, suppressed his few emotions, and his eyes became calm again: "These are still too far away, now I just try my best to improve my strength."

The old man pushed open the door of the study room, pointed at the display shelf, and said with a smile: "This is all there is. When you captured Zhou, this was the sword you captured."

He walked over and took off the sword from the sword stand, and pulled it out with great effort, only to find that the sword was full of cracks, and the blade had many gaps. It was obvious that the edge was no longer sharp, and he was afraid that it would break if he was not careful.

"It's finally over."

The old man handed the sword to him, opened the cabinet below, and took out a few yellowed books: "These are the martial arts skills left by our ancestors."

"What about this?" Tang Yun pointed to the wooden box next to the sword stand.

"This..."

The old man was startled, found a chair and sat down, and said: "It is the official uniform passed down by our ancestors when he was in Zhenwu Pavilion, as well as tokens, private seals, documents, etc. It has been abandoned after so many years. It is probably
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