The room was not big, but it was neatly arranged.

Middle-aged man pushed open the window as he took a good look at the scenery outside. It turned out that at the back of the inn, there was a group of surrounding mountains. Below the mountain, the lake and lake were crisscrossing and rippling with jade-green waves. Not far away, the villages were densely packed, and smoke lingered in the air.

"Uncle, go to sleep, hehe —" The moment the little boy entered the room, he jumped onto the bed and took the quilt to cover his legs.

"Haha, Xue'er must be tired from the last two days. Ah — hmm, you should go to sleep first and take a good rest. Ah," The middle-aged man heard the shout and went to the bedside to call the little boy to sleep.

This middle-aged man was Lin Xuanzi, and the little boy was Lin Hongxue.

It turned out that Lin Xuanzi had been engaged in a fierce battle with the people from Southern Palace for a long time, and he had finally used his Qing Gong to help the uncle and nephew escape from the encirclement. Lin Xuanzi knew that the Southern Palace would not give up so easily, so he also did not continue on the official road. After changing their appearances a little, the uncle and nephew made their way through the mountains, bringing Little Xue'er from Fujian to Wenzhou in just two days and one night. After that, they prepared to head to Panglei, Shandong, to find their master. Today, they finally arrived at Wenzhou. Seeing that Little Red Snow was really tired, they decided to stay here for the night. He had never thought that he would encounter such a thing at dinner today.

Lin Xuanzi felt very strange. How could the four Lama say that the "mother blood ring blade" was in the "Iron Sword Villa"? This is clearly on me? And these people had travelled all the way from the East Seal just for this blade! So where did they get the information about the knife? According to my own calculations, only South Palace City and the others would know that I had the "Blood Rings Saber of Mother". Could it be that he was the one who released the news? If it was him, why did he say it was "Iron Sword Villa"? No one but them should know the knife is on me?

What kind of secret was behind this?

Lin Xuanzi's mind was in a mess. Since the battle ten years ago, he had never stepped into the martial arts world again, and he did not want to step into there again!

But today was too strange.

In his subconscious, he had a strong desire to investigate everything.

He turned around and saw that the little guy was already asleep.

Lin Xuanzi washed his face and closed the window. He also slept on the bed.

There was a small village called Shitou Village half a mile to the east of the town. At the back of the village was a large artificial lake, shaded by willow trees, which extended all the way to the edge of the mountain.

Through the willow forest, a corner of a crimson red gate could be vaguely seen. If you get closer, you will definitely be shocked!

He saw a manor in the depths of the willow forest by the lake. It took up at least three thousand points of land.

There was a ten feet tall gate outside. It was made of two marble pillars with a diameter of five feet. The top door plate was made of a twenty feet long and one foot wide piece of white jade. The edges were dyed vermilion. On the sign of the door, there were four large words that were three feet long and wide: "Iron Sword Villa"! Dragon and phoenix dancing, vigorous and powerful. The two sides of the gate were connected by a two meter high wall made of granite, and it stretched all the way to the two ends of the lake.

When he walked into the gatehouse, he saw that it was filled with fake mountains and willow trees. The ground was covered with strange flowers and plants. Five feet away from the wall, there was a thirty feet wide cobblestone path that meandered along. On both sides of the path, there were actually numerous small ponds that were emitting white smoke. After walking around for a hundred steps, his eyes lit up. In front of him was a lawn with a radius of five Zhang. In the middle of it was a huge rock that was over ten Zhang tall. Upon closer inspection, it was a sword with a sharp hilt.

It was a pitch-black stone sword. The body of the sword was engraved with two snow-white words: "Iron Sword."

Standing on the edge of the lawn, looking around, he saw buildings and pavilions, covered in trees and flowers. The paths were crisscrossed, and along both sides of the road were planted arhat bamboo. There were houses and pavilions one after another, at least twenty of them!

"Everyone on Earth knows' Iron Sword Villa '." The reputation of the Iron Sword Villa had long surpassed the Murong Family!

Twenty years ago, there was an insignificant Iron Sword Sect with only about ten people. Now that the Iron Sword Villa was famous throughout the world, people in the martial arts world had to admit that this was indeed a myth. From the day the myth was created, this myth continued to exist.

The owner of the manor, Tie Xiaoyun, had already used a sword that was two feet seven, an inch wide, and three parts dark. However, he did not make much of a fuss about it; instead, he used it to make those so-called experts in the martial arts world feel inferior.

All his life, Tie Xiaoyun had been a righteous man, a man of valor and courage. In the past few years, for all the great sects and sects of the martial arts world, they had resolved countless disputes, and had been fair and reasonable in handling the situation. This had earned the respect of the martial artists.

After walking two hundred steps left from the courtyard, he reached a courtyard.

The courtyard wasn't big. The courtyard was surrounded by a turret on both sides.

Two osmanthus trees stood on either side of a courtyard, and there was already a person holding the tree tightly. The treetops were lush and covered most of the roof.

There was a large stone table under the tree with four bamboo chairs placed around it. There were two cups of tea on the table. It seemed that someone had already sat there.

The middle room was now brightly lit.

The large hall was filled with pure wooden floors. The living room was filled with antique furniture and porcelain.

The wall in the middle of the hall was decorated with a bamboo signboard about six feet long and three feet wide. Inside the signboard, there was also a large word 'Serenity' carved on top of the jade.

On the right was a study.

The room was simple and elegant, with a brown mahogany desk by the window, filled with ink and paper. To the right of the desk, against the wall, was a red bookcase five feet high and four feet wide. It was also filled with books.

There was a peach colored tea table in the middle of the study, and on it was an exquisite set of tea set.

An old man in his sixties was standing by the window, supporting his back with his left hand while picking at his beard with his right. He seemed to be deep in thought.

"Daddy .." The sound of footsteps could be heard as a young man in a white robe walked into the room. It was the young man who had appeared at the "Delicious Restaurant" today — the first young master of "Iron Sword Villa", Tie Wushuang.

The old man slowly turned towards the coffee table. The old man had a head full of silver hair and eyes like torches. It had a one-foot long white beard and possessed a bit of the demeanor of a sage. He wore a sackcloth shirt, giving off a very simple and unadorned feeling. At this moment, his brows were tightly knitted together. "Who else could it be other than the owner of the 'Iron Sword Villa', Tie Xiaoyun?

"Father, Xiang'er and Rong'er are fine. You should be able to recover in a few days with your father's medicine .." As soon as Tie Wushuang entered, he sat down beside the tea table. His handsome face was also filled with worry.

"Hmm." Iron Lantern straightened his clothes and slowly sat down on the coffee table, sighing to himself.

"Ugh, this is really strange .." Tie Xiaoyun turned his head and looked out the window, "The martial arts world has been peaceful for more than ten years, and our 'Iron Sword Villa' has never offended anyone before. We have always maintained a good relationship with the five great sects .." "Why is it that the last month has not been peaceful?" Tie Xiaoyun picked up the teapot and poured two cups of tea.

"Sigh, Father —" Tie Wushuang picked up the tea that his father had poured and raised his handsome brows. "You said that last time, 'Beggar Gang' Dong Shichang, 'Emei', 'Daoist Master Song Zhu of Qingcheng', and 'Kongtong' came to visit our Iron Sword Villa together. They wanted Father to bring out that 'Blood Rings of the Child' or something like that .. I really don't understand, since when did we have such a thing... "Humph!"

"Ai .." Father also felt that it was strange .. "This' Blood Rings Saber 'is just a rumor in the martial arts world from fifty years ago. Father has never heard of anyone who has seen this sabre before. People have long forgotten about this matter .." Tie Xiaoyun took a sip of his tea, "I didn't expect that someone would suddenly say that this saber really did exist, and that it was in the 'Iron Sword Villa'. It's completely absurd!"

"Sigh, father has a feeling that something big is about to happen in the martial arts world .." Tie Xiaoyun stood up and walked over to the bookcase. He stretched out his hand and took something out from the back to examine it.

A sword. A pitch-black sword. There was nothing special about it. It was an ordinary metal sword about two feet and seven inches long and one inch wide. Under the light, not even the edge of the sword could be seen.

"Who do you think sent this messed up news? This — this is obviously looking for trouble with 'Iron Sword Villa'! " Tie Wushuang stood up abruptly from his chair. "Hmph, I must find out that the person behind this is different. See if I can't stop him with one palm!"

"En! — Shuang-er, in the martial arts world, we have to value harmony, everything has to be careful, do not be impulsive. "Everything has its causes. We should slowly investigate everything clearly before making our decision .." Tie Xiaoyun put his sword back on the bookshelf, turned around, and lightly patted Tie Wushuang's shoulder.

"It's almost time for the Qing Ming Festival, those guys who can't differentiate between red and white soap actually believe the words of the shameless villains, they want to come to our 'Iron Sword Villa' to participate in some 'Saber Appreciation Assembly'!" Say —! "Dad, what do you think this is about?!" Tie Wushuang paced back and forth on the floor. Then, he walked to the desk and stretched out his hand to pick up an envelope.

It was an invitation note. He slowly read: "Greeting to Dao leader Song Zhu of 'Qingcheng', the peerless Divine Weapon 'Blood Rings Knife', rumored to have disappeared for a hundred years, and 'Iron Sword Villa' has encountered a lucky chance and obtained this divine item. In order to thank them for their many years of support, 'Iron Sword Villa' will hold a 'Saber Appreciation Assembly' during the Qing Lin Festival, a moment that is rarely seen in a hundred years with heroes of this world .. "Please allow Daoist Song Zhu to attend. It would be an honor for 'Iron Sword Villa' to attend ..

"My lord, Iron Sword Villa's Iron Lantern."

"Ha ha-ha ha-what the heck is this! What a bunch of idiots! Can't even tell if it's my father's handwriting? "Haha .."

Iron Wushuang twisted the letter into a ball and squeezed his right hand. He then raised it towards the window and saw the fragments flying in the air like flowers. Then he shook the table full of the same invitations into pieces and threw them out the window.

"Sigh!" Shuang`er, it is clear whether this is a blessing or a curse. Our 'Iron Sword Villa' is truly worthy of our ancestors, and we should also be worthy of our fellow martial practitioners. I think those martial arts students should also be able to distinguish between black and white .. "Right now, we can only remain calm .." He started to drink his tea.

"Daddy! — Brother is here too — Hehe —" A flash outside the door, and a white shadow rushed in.

"Uh — look at you — —" Tie Wushuang turned around and glared.

"What is it again! — hmph! "Father!" A girl walked to the side of the Iron Curtain Cloud.

Twenty-eight or twenty-nine. Her hair was flowing down her shoulders like a waterfall, her eyebrows were like phoenixes, her skin was white and tender, her cheeks were slightly open, and she was wearing a light yellow goose-feather dress and purple luan boots. Extremely beautiful! It was Iron Lantern's precious daughter, Iron Ri Mei. She was the one who had disguised herself as a man at the inn.

"All day long, he was like a wild boy who went crazy everywhere!" Tie Wushuang muttered as he sat at the tea table.

"Hmph! — You don't need to care! — — Father, Mother has just applied the medicine for Xiang'er and Rong'er .. .. Those ugly things! "Tomorrow, I will chop them into eight pieces and feed them to the dogs!" Tie Ruidao sat down in front of Tie Wushuang and rolled his phoenix eyes. He glanced at his brother blankly before taking up the teapot and placing it next to his mouth.

"Ugh!" Was there a mistake?! "Do we still need to drink!?"

"I won't let you drink it! I won't let you drink it! "Hmm? – Heeheehee –" The eyebrows raised upwards again.

"Uh .." Tie Wushuang was at a loss for words.

"Enough! Mei-er, you're no longer young. You're still like a child. Big Brother is not wrong .." Tie Xiaoyun also sat down.

"Me!"

"Alright!" Mei Er — "" Father wants to ask you — "

"Oh?" Iris calmed down.

"Who was the one that hurt Xiang'er and Rong'er today?" As soon as Iron Lantern stroked his beard, his expression turned solemn.

"Let me tell you, dad, that's just too ugly. It's a dead fatty as fat as a pig. Only the two of them were injured when he used two large gongs .."

"Two gongs?" Tie Xiaoyun muttered to himself for a while, but still couldn't think of anything.

"Dad, when I went in, I just happened to see a very fat lama slapping his sister with his palm, so I hurt him with my palm, but there was a very tall lama who was able to save him in midair. His power was very profound, if it was him at that time, I really wouldn't have been confident .." When Lin Wushuang saw that her sister wanted to describe her for a long time, she took over the conversation.

"The Lama?"

"When I was preparing to leave, that lama told me that they came from East India and called me 'Old Man of the Desert Sea'. What do they have to offer .." Tie Wushuang patted his forehead as he momentarily forgot that name. Then, he lowered his head and thought hard.

"I'm here on the orders of the Fire Wheel Shakyamuni to visit Daddy. I'm also here for that 'Blood Blade' — hmph! —" Tirion gave his brother a blank stare.

"Yes! — He said that he came to visit Father on the orders of the Fire Wheel Shakyamuni, and that he will be at our 'Iron Sword Villa' tomorrow morning .." Having received her sister's reminder, she finally recalled it and turned her head to smile at her sister.

"The Four Desert Elders? — Shakyamuni Fire Wheel? — The East Seal? —" Iron Lantern stood up, occasionally raising his head to stop, then lowered his head in deep thought .. Going back and forth.

"What is it? Could it be that father doesn't even know about it? " Tie Wushuang looked at his father in surprise. He had thought that he would know something whenever he talked about his father.

"Hmm, this father really has not heard of it before. It's the East Seal that is far away from the ocean again! "How strange, and how did they find out .." Tie Xiaoyun's face was filled with doubt.

"Looks like things are getting more complicated .." Tie Xiaoyun seemed to be deep in thought as he picked up a cup of tea.

"Humph! You're not afraid of slanting! Come on! "Who's afraid of whomever — hmmm — I'd go to them if I didn't come!" Tie Ruyu's long, shapely eyebrows curved as she spoke in a hateful tone.

"Sigh .. The matter of the martial arts world is not as simple as you make it out to be!" Tie Xiaoyun sipped his tea. "Say it, Mei Er. Tomorrow, you will take care of Xiang'er and Rong'er with your mother. Don't come out unless you have something to do, you know .."

"Did you hear that? Father told you not to cause any trouble." Tie Wushuang cast a sidelong glance at his little sister. "Daughter goes from one to the other. I don't even know if I should get married .."

"What did you say!?" I don't need you to care! And you — you haven't found a sister-in-law! — yes, Father! — humph! "You still have the nerve to say that to me .."

"Alright, alright!" "Look at all of you — hmph!" Iron Lantern's clothes fluttered as a hint of anger appeared on his face.

Upon seeing this, the siblings immediately lowered their heads to drink their tea, not saying another word. However, Tie Rujie turned his head to the side and rolled his eyes fiercely at Tie Wushuang.

"Time to eat, master," came the voice of an old woman from outside.

"Eat! — Nanny, come! — —" At the sound of the cry, O'Brien ran out of the room in a gust of wind.

"Sigh, alright. We'll know when they come tomorrow .." "Let's eat .." Iron Lantern turned around and closed the window, then extinguished the oil lamp.

The outside of the hall immediately became lively.

At this moment, atop the osmanthus tree on the roof, a black figure quietly slipped past the house like an arrow. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared into the night ..