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In the evening, it rained heavily. A series of shrill lightning flashes tore through the night sky, and the muffled thunder rumbled endlessly. A wild temple in a deserted suburb is crumbling in the wind and rain. With a thunderbolt exploding in the air, a ghostly black figure flashed into the ruined temple door. The figure entered the temple and walked slowly towards the center of the temple. Under the illumination of the remaining candles in the temple, I saw this man wearing a black cloak and a thick mask on his head, only revealing a pair of shining eyes, which looked very strange. Fine raindrops dripped onto the ground along the corners of his cloak, tracing clear water marks following his footsteps. The mysterious man came to an altar table in the temple. There were three incense burners on the table. Each burner was engraved with two golden Bagua patterns, each facing the other two burners.

The new moon is rising, silver light is shining on the ground, and the sparse stars in the sky are twinkling, illuminating the shadows of two rows of old trees beside a wide and straight avenue. Under the shade of the trees, the light and shadow on the road are mottled, showing a somewhat quiet atmosphere. This is located beside Luojiazhuang. Luojiazhuang has always been famous in the martial arts world. Luo Yingxiong, the old owner of the previous generation, made Luojiazhuang dominate the world with his seventy-two wind and thunder magic sword skills. In the hands of the three Luo Tianbao brothers, not only did they inherit their father's unique skills, but the three of them worked together to manage the Luo family village in an orderly manner. Their momentum grew day by day, and they gradually rivaled the eight major sects in the martial arts world. A cool breeze blew by, and the branches and leaves on the trees trembled slightly, making a rustling sound.

Zhuojian Villa is located somewhere in the Dabie Mountains. It is built according to the mountains and has a very magnificent momentum. The owner of the village, Shangguan Jiuxiong, once used the seven-foot green sword in his hand to meet countless famous people from all over the country, without any defeat. Just when Shangguan Jiuxiong's reputation was at its peak, he unexpectedly built the Sword Cooking Villa in the Dabie Mountains and lived like a hermit. However, although Shangguan Jiuxiong retired, he was still involved in the affairs of the world. Every year at the end of autumn, the owner of the Sword Cooking Villa would post an invitation to some famous figures in the martial arts to come to the villa to cook swords and discuss the Tao. On this day, there were two guests sitting in the red sandalwood chairs in the reception room of Zhuojian Villa. One was a young detective in his twenties, and the other was a man in his thirties who was wearing a sword. Opposite them, the owner of the village, Shangguan Jiuxiong, was sitting upright. He was about fifty years old, with a red face and a long beard, and bright eyes, which vaguely showed his all-powerful demeanor in the past.