Travel through the heavens

Jianxin Tomb is the world's number one sword-making family. All of its disciples are outstanding swordsmiths. The tomb's owner, Li Suwang, is the world's number one swordsmith. Many famous swords were made by him, and he is very famous in the martial arts world.

The Sword Heart Tomb is hidden in a valley. Outside the valley is a swamp. The swamp is filled with broken swords of various sizes. At a rough glance, there are probably a thousand of them.

On this day, more than ten riders came to the front of the valley.

Lei Wujie stopped his horse, turned around, and said with a bit of excitement on his face, "This is the entrance to Jianxin Tomb, the Gate of Jianzhong."

Xiao Se, Sikong Qianluo, Yue Ji and Ming Hou had been here with him before, so they naturally knew that Lei Wujie was saying this specifically for Fang Muye, Xie Xuan, Lei Hong, Tang Lian, Wu Xin and Ye Ruoyi to hear.

Xie Xuan glanced at the swamp and said, "It is said that this swamp is set up with a strange array formation with twelve changes. Only the sword guards of Jianxin Tomb know the way in. Those who don't know the way will be swallowed up by the swamp if they step in."

Wu Xin smiled and said, "Lei Wujie is the young master of Jian Xin Tomb, he must know the way in."

Unexpectedly, Lei Wujie scratched his head with an embarrassed expression. Everyone knew that he simply didn't know the way in.

Xiao Se shook his head helplessly and sighed, "What a little idiot."

Lei Wujie was speechless, but fortunately, two young men who looked exactly the same came out of the valley. He waved his hands and shouted, "Where are you going? Where are you going?"

He Qu He Cong jumped up, took a dozen steps on the swamp, and then leaped over.

"Young Master is back." One of the young men looked at Lei Wujie and laughed, then turned his gaze away, clasped his fists, and said loudly: "Where is the Sword Guardian of Jianxin Tomb? Greetings to all the distinguished guests."

Fang Muye and others bowed in return and said it was a pleasure to meet you.

He Qu said, "Please follow me into the valley. I will leave the horses to He Cong. Please pay attention to where I step. Don't make a mistake. Remember!"

He just lightly tapped his toes and jumped onto a stone in the swamp, then jumped again, and after a dozen leaps he reached the other side of the swamp.

Fang Muye and the others were all highly skilled in martial arts, and they immediately used their skills to leap over with He Qu.

"Please follow me, everyone." He Qu said, and led everyone into the valley.

After walking for a while in a dark and narrow mountain path, the group came out of the path and the view in front of them suddenly became bright.

There were sword-making rooms lined up in the valley, with naked-chested men forging swords in sweat. On the road, a man was driving a horse-drawn carriage quickly, and behind the carriage were finished swords. The swords were shining, and it was obvious that they were not ordinary swords.

Ye Ruoyi couldn't help but say, "So many swords."

He Qu smiled and said, "These are all going to be destroyed."

Ye Ruoyi asked in confusion: "Why do you want to destroy it?"

He Qu said proudly: "This is the Sword Heart Tomb. Only the best swords in the world are forged here. Any sword that is not considered top-grade will be taken out and destroyed. The broken swords at the gate of the Sword Tomb are these failed swords."

The Confucian Sword Immortal smiled and said, "It is worthy of being called the Sword Heart Tomb."

Lei Wujie asked, "Brother He, where is my grandfather?"

He Qu smiled and said, "The old man is in Jiange. I will take you there right away."

Everyone followed He Qu and walked forward. After a while, they stepped into the main hall of the Sword Pavilion. They saw countless exquisite and beautiful swords of various shapes placed around. Fang Muye saw a familiar one among them, which was the Tingyu Sword. There were three similar long swords placed next to it.

"Listening to the rain, watching the snow, looking at the flowers, and hearing the wind, these are the four elegant swords." Xie Xuan walked to the four swords and said their names. He then walked to another golden sword with three ripples on the tip of the sword: "Qilin Fang, the sword worn by Qilin Sword Master Li Xiuxi, was once ranked 16th in the sword manual. These are all good swords!"

A voice with a hint of laughter suddenly came: "Although these swords are good, they are not as good as the ten thousand volumes of books of the Confucian Sword Immortal."

When everyone heard the voice and looked, they saw an old man with white hair and beard and a kind face walking out from the back of the hall.

Xie Xuan bowed to the old man and said, "You are too kind, old man. My ten thousand books are just a sword I picked up at random from the blacksmith shop. They are not as good as these swords."

King Li Su stroked his beard, shook his head and smiled, "Whether a sword is good or not depends on who uses it. The sword in the hands of a sword immortal is incomparable to other swords."

After saying that, he looked at Lei Wujie and scolded him with a smile: "Stinky boy, you brought so many new friends here this time, why don't you introduce them to grandpa quickly."

"Oh, okay, grandpa." Lei Wujie responded quickly, and immediately introduced Fang Muye and others to King Li Su.

After everyone greeted each other, King Li Su looked at Lei Wujie again and asked, "Stinky boy, what brings you here this time?"

Lei Wujie grinned and said, "My elder sister is going to marry Dao Jianxian on the ninth day of next month. We are going to Wangcheng Mountain to attend their wedding ceremony. I was afraid that grandpa didn't know, so I came to Jianxin Tomb to tell you."

King Li Su laughed loudly: "Your sister and Zhao Yuzhen have been to Jianxin Tomb before. I was thinking of leaving for Wangcheng Mountain in the next two days. You can have a good rest at Jianxin Tomb today, and we will set off together tomorrow. Where are you going? Go and prepare the wine and food. I want to entertain our distinguished guests."

"Yes, old man." He Qu clasped his fists and bowed, responding respectfully, then turned and left.

King Li Su waved his sleeves and said with a smile: "Everyone, please follow me to the banquet hall."

As everyone followed Prince Li Su to the banquet hall and sat down, a cute and well-behaved girl who looked about thirteen or fourteen years old came in in a hurry and said in a crisp voice: "Old man, I heard that many guests have come to the mansion."

"Lei Wujie, is your master whom you mentioned before here this time?" After she glanced at Lei Wujie, her eyes moved around among everyone, as if she was looking for something.

King Li Su chuckled and introduced her to Fang Muye and the others: "Her name is Hua Jin, and she is the disciple of Medicine King Xin Baicao. She just happened to be collecting herbs at Jianxin Tomb recently. Don't underestimate her because she is so young. She has completely inherited Xin Baicao's medical skills and is very powerful."

Hua Jin snorted proudly, stared at Lei Wujie with his big eyes, and said fiercely: "Tell me quickly, are you here or not?"

Fang Muye and Lei Hong, who were present, were both Lei Wujie's masters. However, after he dryly coughed, he directly stretched out his hand towards Fang Muye and said, "This is my master."

Hua Jin immediately looked at Fang Muye, blinking his big eyes, as if trying to see what was different about the person in front of him.

After a moment, she clasped her fists and said seriously, "I have long heard of your great name, Senior. I am the Medicine King Gu Huajin, and I would like to ask you for some medical advice."