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Qiu Wantian sighed, "Although Xiaodong is stubborn, he is very filial to your grandfather. Your grandfather is too stubborn. Go and find him!"

Lin Qingxian hesitated, "I'm afraid Grandpa will be angry."

Qiu Wantian laughed and said, "Silly child, your grandfather has regretted it a long time ago. Many times when I came back from drinking at night, I saw him staring blankly at the sandalwood scabbard that Xiaodong gave him in the moonlight!"

Lin Qingxian was surprised. "Is this really true? Didn't Grandpa throw away the scabbard a long time ago?"

Back then, his grandfather obtained a magical sword called Whisper that could cut through iron like mud. However, due to its overwhelming killing power, ordinary scabbards could not withstand it and would explode as soon as they entered. He never found a suitable scabbard, which became a regret in his heart!

After Dong Wenjian knew about it, he consulted a large number of ancient books and finally found that there was a scabbard made of Yintan wood that grew in the most yin place. It was extremely tough and could accommodate the most powerful swords in the world.

He was overjoyed and secretly searched nearly a hundred dangerous and secret places in the Huangbei Province. After escaping death many times, he finally found a piece of Yintan wood that was one meter long and as thick as an arm. He made it into a scabbard and gave it to Lin Jiansan.

After Lin Jiansan got it, he scolded Dong Wenjian for being too risky and not taking his own safety seriously, but he was very happy in his heart. For many years afterwards, he carried the Whispering Sword and the Yin Tan Sword Scabbard with him!

On the day he broke up with Dong Wenjian, he threw the Yintan scabbard into the mountains. Lin Qingxian thought the scabbard had been lost long ago, but unexpectedly, Lin Jiansan secretly picked it up again.

To find a scabbard in such a huge mountain is like looking for a needle in a haystack. The fact that he was able to find it shows how much effort Lin Jiansan put into it!

His grandfather!

I'm afraid I've already regretted it!

He's just being stubborn and refusing to admit it!

"Haha, your grandfather values ​​that scabbard more than his own life. How could he really throw it away? Over the years, he has always been thinking of Xiao Dong! Don't worry, go find Xiao Dong! Oh, right, take this!"

As Qiu Wantian spoke, he took out a greasy photo stone from his dirty sleeve and handed it to Lin Qingxian.

Lin Qingxian took a look and frowned, "Grandpa Qiu, you're too dirty! I heard you weren't like this before. You took a bath at least twice a day!"

Lin Jiansan said that once upon a time, Qiu Wantian was a handsome man with a graceful figure, and he had broken the hearts of young girls all over the world. But ever since that disastrous defeat, he has been in a gloomy mood all day long, drinking to drown his sorrows, not caring about his appearance, and rarely even taking a bath. Over time, he has become the slovenly old man he is today.

"Haha, that was in the past! Sorry! I've become so sloppy over the years! Let me clean it for you!"

Qiu Wantian chuckled a few times, rubbed the image stone on his robe on his chest a few times, and handed it to Lin Qingxian.

Qiu Wantian was completely filthy, so even if he wiped it, it looked the same as if he hadn't. Lin Qingxian endured the discomfort and took the photo stone. "What's recorded here?"

"See for yourself!"

There is a large red light spot in the middle of the photo stone, the size of a grain of rice. When activated with mental power, an image will emerge.

Lin Qingxian pressed with her jade finger, and pictures suddenly appeared, alternating at a slow speed.

In the first picture, Lin Jiansan is holding the Yintan sword sheath and sighing under the starlight.

In the second picture, Lin Jiansan was drunk and sleeping on the ground in the yard, holding the Yintan sword sheath.

In the third painting, Lin Jiansan is speaking to the Yintan sword sheath in a large hall, "Xiaodong, now that you're gone, I'm so lonely! There's no one to play chess with me, drink with me, or discuss swordsmanship with me anymore! I miss you so much!"

There was a fourth, a fifth, a sixth, and so on until there were more than a hundred pictures before it was finally finished.

Lin Qingxian's beautiful eyes were filled with shock, "Grandpa actually misses Senior Brother so much!"

"Yes! Your grandfather likes to keep everything to himself, has a stubborn temper, and won't give in! In fact, among the three of us, the one who is most reluctant to part with Xiao Dong is your grandfather! So, go! Find Xiao Dong back!"

"Okay, I'll go right away!"

A quarter of an hour later.

Deep in a barren mountain near the Sword Immortal Academy.

Lin Qingxian stood in front of a simple bamboo house and called softly, "Big Brother, are you there?"

No one responded.

Lin Qingxian pushed open the door and found that everything in the bamboo house was as usual, extremely simple. Apart from a bamboo bed, a bamboo chair, and a bamboo table, there was nothing else!

At this time of day, Dong Wenjian should be meditating and practicing here, but now there is no sign of him.

Lin Qingxian's expression changed slightly, and she felt something was wrong!

Then, she found a letter on the bamboo table not far away. The yellowed envelope was not sealed, and next to the letter was a notebook!

She walked over, picked up the letter and opened it.

"Junior Sister, seeing you is like meeting you in person. For five years, I have been looking forward to Master's forgiveness every day, but it has never come! Master has been so kind to me, and I regard him as my father, but I can no longer endure this torment. I am leaving and will never come back. Perhaps Master has already forgotten me. My departure is the best outcome! Apologize to Master for me! This letter of farewell, unfilial disciple, Dong Wenjian, will leave it!"

After putting down the letter, Lin Qingxian's body trembled slightly, and her face suddenly turned pale!

The eldest brother is gone?

Finished!

Sword Immortal Academy is finished!

After thinking for a while, she gently placed the photo stone in her hand on the bamboo table, turned around and left with the letter.

Dong Wenjian is indeed gone!

Ever since being expelled from Jianxian Academy, Dong Wenjian has been living in seclusion here so that he can secretly go back to take a look at Jianxian Academy from time to time. He has also been looking forward to Lin Jiansan allowing him to return to Jianxian Academy!

But after many years and countless days and nights of anticipation, everything ultimately turned into disappointment.

Early this morning, Dong Wenjian left the bamboo house completely because he was sad and desperate. Also, because the Sword Immortal Academy was about to be disbanded and his roots were going to be gone, he didn't want to stay in this sad place anymore.

So he left a letter and left!

Not long after Lin Qingxian left, a tall figure suddenly appeared near the bamboo house. "Look at my memory! I even forgot to take my Kendo notes!"

The man who came was a young man, about thirty-two or thirty-three years old, tall, with an elegant face, long hair, and a bunch of red hair on his forehead, covering his right eye.

The young man carried a two-meter-high giant sword on his back, and there was a faint blood-colored sword energy lingering around his body, and his aura was terrifying.

It was Dong Wenjian who had returned. Halfway through his walk, he realized that he had forgotten to bring his kendo notes. This was left to him by Lin Jiansan, recording Lin Jiansan's understanding of kendo over the years. It was the only thing Lin Jiansan left him. He usually regarded it as a treasure, but this time he accidentally forgot it in the bamboo house.

He originally wanted to give up and cut off the past, but then he thought about it and realized he couldn't bear it, so he turned back.

Dong Wenjian walked into the bamboo house and easily found the Kendo Notes on the bamboo table. He also saw the photo stone. "Hey! Why is there a photo stone here?"

Usually, only Lin Qingxian would come to him. Could it be that this photo stone was left to him by Lin Qingxian?

It should be!

I think it should be the farewell video left by Lin Qingxian!

"Forget it, I won't watch it anymore. It only adds to my sadness!"

Dong Wenjian picked up the notes and wanted to turn around and leave.

"No, what if Junior Sister wants to talk to me about something important? Let's just wait and see!"

Just as he was about to take a step, he changed his mind, turned back, picked up the photo stone on the bamboo table, and opened the image.

When scenes of Lin Jiansan holding the Yintan scabbard with a frown on his face appeared in his mind, Dong Wenjian was suddenly stunned.

Then he fell to the ground and started crying loudly!

"Master, it turns out I've always been in his heart! He's never forgotten me!"

"I actually doubted my master. I'm not a human! I'm not a human!"

Dong Wenjian pounded his chest hard. The man who was about 1.8 meters tall cried heartbreakingly!

The shrill cries echoed throughout the barren mountains, and many birds and beasts were frightened and broke out in cold sweats, fleeing for their lives!

The crying continued for a long time until the voice became hoarse and then gradually stopped!

Time flies.

The sun and the moon alternate.

Soon, the day of the college competition arrived.

early morning.

Lin Jiansan and Qiu Wantian took Lin Qingxian and the other three and left the Sword Immortal Academy and rushed to the Huangbei Trial Field, where the competition was to be held.

Before leaving, Lin Jiansan, Qiu Wantian, and Lin Qingxian looked towards the Sword Immortal Academy reluctantly. This might be a farewell forever!

After the academy is disbanded, everything here will be taken over by the Martial Hall and reduced to ashes!

"Grandpa, the eldest brother is gone! This is the letter he left! Take a look!"

Lin Qingxian was afraid that her grandfather would be sad, so she never took out the letter. But now that the Sword Immortal Academy is about to be disbanded, she feels it is necessary to show the letter to her grandfather.

Lin Jiansan took the letter, read it, and said nothing, but his body trembled slightly, and he seemed to look even older!

His favorite disciple is gone!

At this moment, he felt extremely bitter!

"Hey, Senior Brother, why did you and Xiao Dong come to this?"

Qiu Wantian sighed.

"There's no point in talking any more! Let's go!"

Lin Jiansan forced himself to calm down, carefully folded Dong Wenjian's letter, and put it away silently. An ice-blue spirit sword appeared in his hand, and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes!

He doesn't want to come back alive after this trip!

The college is gone!

My beloved disciple is gone!

He wants to fight to the death with Wu Dian!

Of course, the result would definitely be his death, but he was unwilling to endure it!