At the beginning, the little prince Beili and his mother were crazy about each other.

At the entrance of the ceremonial hall, Jiang Yichen summoned all the twelve men back. Except for Wu Ma who was locked in the secret room, all the twelve men were present. Jiang Yichen crossed his hands, glanced at the people present, and said solemnly: "Everyone, do you remember what Wu Ma said before he fainted?" With a thud! Chou Niu slapped the criminal fiercely, with a face full of rage: "Wu Ma, that bastard, is not good at medicine, and he caused the Pavilion Master to be implicated. I'll fuck him!" "Wait until the poisonous gas in the secret room dissipates, and teach that kid a lesson." Zishu echoed. The other men applauded, and they all wanted to teach that unreliable guy a lesson. "Silence, silence!" Jiang Yichen knocked on the table, his face full of anger: "Now the Pavilion Master is in danger, you don't want to think of a solution, but are still arguing over trivial matters, how can it be disgraceful!"

Everyone suddenly quieted down, and Zishu raised his hand to signal.

Jiang Yichen frowned, stretched out his right hand and said: "What's the point of a face-to-face leader?"

Zishu stood up and said seriously: "Elder Jiang, the matter of Wu Ma's poor training is not a trivial matter for the Pavilion Master."

As soon as the voice fell, Jiang Yichen's body swayed, and a black shadow flashed by.

With a 'bang', Zishu was punched against the wall.

Jiang Yichen returned to his seat, tidied his messy collar, and said coldly: "If anyone still can't grasp the key point, the end will be the same as this guy."

Everyone swallowed their saliva, and sat upright like a good baby.

Looking at this group of rough men who came out of the prison and never went to school, Jiang Yichen sometimes felt really helpless.

They were stupid but they could do some complicated things well, but if they were not stupid, they were sometimes like idiots.

Without him, Lin Tangzhu and Pavilion Master to back them up, this organization would probably fall apart, and the road to soul arrest would be a long way to go...

Liu Xuer, who watched all this, covered her mouth and looked at the rats falling from the wall bit by bit, a little bit unbelievable.

Lin Mengyao hurriedly comforted her, saying that this was the daily routine of the Soul Arresting Pavilion and there was no need to be frightened by it.

But she didn't know whether the other party could understand it.

Fortunately, at this time, the slightly more reliable Maotu said something: "I remember that before Wu Ma fell into a coma, he asked us to find the miracle doctor in Yaowang Valley who could save him and the Pavilion Master, but Yaowang Valley is a secluded force, and the disciples in the valley are elusive and difficult to find."

Maotu is the only girl among the twelve men, with a cold voice and a veil, and is a cold and arrogant queen.

She was originally the eldest daughter of a wealthy merchant family. Because of the decline of her family, she was framed by her enemies and finally sold to Tianqi Danku. The Danku wanted to do something illegal, but she cut off the treasure of the family lineage and sent him to the Dali Temple prison.

As soon as she opened her mouth, the other men began to be serious.

Unlike Zishu, her concern for the Pavilion Master is not obvious on the surface, but hidden in her heart. Anyone who opposes the Pavilion Master will be ruthlessly punished by her.

And she is also the strongest martial artist among the twelve people, that is, the leader of the free land realm among the twelve people.

He should have been ranked first, but he didn't like the title of Rat, so he chose the code name of Rabbit.

"Speaking of Medicine King Valley, I know the whereabouts of a disciple of Medicine King Valley." Jiang Yichen spoke slowly.

Rabbit hurriedly said: "Elder Jiang, please speak!"

Jiang Yichen narrowed his eyes, "Jianxin Tomb!"

Jianxin Tomb!

Everyone was shocked, just because the three words were too famous, so famous that countless people yearned for the holy land of sword casting.

Most of the famous swords in the world came from the hands of Li Suwang, the owner of Jianxin Tomb. Countless people would pay a fortune to have him forge a sword, and Li Suwang's own strength was unknown.

"Medicine King Valley dare not offend even the four major cities. We are just a group of killers. Even if we know where the person is, will they be willing to come?" Someone asked.

"If they don't want to come, then go and rob them, and rob them to treat the Pavilion Master!" Rabbit said coldly.

It is really an unwise choice to offend Jianxin Tomb.

Just as everyone focused their attention on Jiang Yichen and asked him to make the decision, Jiang Yichen slowly stood up and said solemnly: "The situation is special, so this is the only way."

After that, he immediately ordered: "I will visit Jianxin Tomb for this mission. It is said that the disciples of Yaowang Valley love precious medicinal materials. I will bring her the precious medicinal materials collected by Juhun Pavilion over the years. If she is willing to come, it would be the best. If not, you, Maotu, will lead the team and bring her back to me!"

"Okay!" Maotu nodded slightly.

Then, Jiang Yichen pointed out a few people

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Although Jianxin Tomb is famous for sword forging, it should not be underestimated. If a conflict breaks out, it will be difficult to escape.

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Jianxin Tomb.

Surrounded by mountains, the scenery is beautiful and pleasant, just like a paradise, it is a good place to cultivate oneself and escape the summer vacation.

Anyone who enters the scope of Jianxin Tomb will not escape the eyes of the sword protector.

Jiang Yichen carried a medicine box full of precious medicinal materials, a sword hung on his waist, and walked into the mountains step by step.

Soon, he came to a valley, where birds sang and flowers bloomed, and streams gurgled.

The valley was quiet and peaceful, with occasional roars of beasts penetrating through the forest, but the swamp in front was full of danger.

Suddenly, two arrows broke through the air and attacked Jiang Yichen directly.

Jiang Yichen reacted very quickly and flicked the sword to deflect the arrows.

"The entrance to Jianxin Tomb is ahead! Stop!"

A vigorous and majestic voice resounded in his ears.

"Junior Jiang Yichen, I come to visit Senior Li Suwang, the master of Jianxin Tomb. Please inform him." Jiang Yichen clasped his fists and said with a bit of respect.

"Jiang Yichen? An unknown person, I have never heard of him." The voice came again.

"Junior Jiang Yichen is an elder of the Soul Binding Pavilion. I am here to ask for help from Senior Li Suwang on the orders of the Pavilion Master. Please inform him on my behalf." Jiang Yichen said patiently.

The voice was silent for a long time, and finally said: "Wait here for a while, and I will go and report."

"Thank you." Jiang Yichen breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, he finally understood why the Pavilion Master would maintain the reputation of the Soul Binding Pavilion so much.

If it is as notorious as the Dark River, I am afraid it will only usher in the opponent's sharp sword.

I just hope that the disciple of the Medicine King Valley will agree to save the Pavilion Master after seeing the medicinal materials in this box.

Otherwise, they would have to come and rob people with the attitude of offending Jian Xinzhong.

After hearing Jiang Yichen's words, Zishu, who was observing from a distance, couldn't help but say, "The Pavilion Master is still lying in the Soul Binding Pavilion. When did you tell Elder Jiang?"

"In Elder Jiang's words, no matter what the process is, just look at the result. It's fine as long as you can get in." Chen Long explained.

Zishu curled his lips, "What if the other party refuses, wouldn't we have made a wasted trip?"

He just saw that the swamp was full of broken swords and full of the aura of formations.

It's impossible to force your way in. If the other party really refuses, there's really nothing you can do.

"I think Elder Jiang is a little too confident that the other party will agree. In the words of the Pavilion Master, it's mysterious confidence. What a fool!"

Maotu glanced at him, "Do you want to die?"

Zishu immediately shut up. Although he was a little unconvinced by Maotu, he couldn't beat him.

After about an incense stick of time, two people came out of the valley, two people who looked exactly the same.

One of them raised his sword and clasped his fists, saying loudly: "Where am I going!"

The other person lowered his head, was a little introverted, and said shyly: "Where are you going."