In the corner of the auditorium, a white-robed old man wearing a straw hat was on crutches and did not say a word, out of place with the crowd of controversy around him.

The old man deliberately pressed the straw hat very low, deliberately not wanting others to notice his appearance, he was none other than Zhang Bufan's master, the head of Kunlun Kendo, Zhang Xuansheng.

He entered the audience after the competition began, everyone was watching the competition, and no one would notice that the inconspicuous old man sitting in the corner would be the famous Zhang Xuansheng.

"Finally... Are you going to get started?"

Zhang Xuansheng was not exaggerated by the doubts in the surrounding controversy, and while no one noticed him, he slowly got up and walked out of the audience on crutches.

A bespectacled martial artist was about to enter the audience, and accidentally bumped into the old man, because the exit passage of the audience was narrow, so it was inevitable that there would be an embarrassing scene of squeezing out.

The young man with glasses had been watching the video he had just recorded in another arena, so he didn't notice that the sick old man was going out, until he heard the sound of crutches hitting the ground, he quickly put away his mobile phone and made way for the old man.

"I'm sorry. ”

Zhang Xuansheng shook his head and signaled that it didn't matter.

Looking at the old man wearing a straw hat and walking with a cane walking in front of him, the young man with glasses suddenly felt that this old man was a little familiar, but his impression was very shallow, and he couldn't remember it for a while.

"How do I think I've seen him somewhere?"

The young man in glasses tilted his head and thought about it, but he still couldn't remember who the old man was, so he simply didn't think about it and strode into the audience.

The controversy in the audience took a long time to calm down, and after the players left the stadium, these people were still arguing about the topic.

The people of the SH special team and Chu Tian didn't have the leisure to argue with them about this meaningless topic, and after the competition ended, they left the audience one after another.

Back in the guest room, Ye Ling found that Wang Xinyan had arrived before him.

"What do you think about the flying sword passing through his chest just now?" Ye Ling poured a cup of tea into the cup and sat next to him and asked.

"It's strange that Zhang Shengyuan didn't use Shenwu, but it was really strange that this ordinary long sword would have a strange ability like Shenwu. Wang Xinyan said with an incredulous face.

"How do you know that Zhang Shengyuan is not using divine martial arts?" Ye Ling asked again.

"I remember Xian Fan told you, right? There is a special sense between the spirit disciple and the Shenwu, even if it is far away, the spirit disciple can feel the chill above the Shenwu, just like the feeling of a lamb to be slaughtered facing a butcher with a butcher's knife, there will be a feeling that makes the soul shudder. ”

Xian Fan said these things to Ye Ling, but that was when he was on the beach of the South China Sea, and it was a few months since now, so it was strange that Ye Ling could remember it.

"You adopted an exaggerated tone, right?Why didn't I feel this way when I saw a second-level divine martial artist?" Ye Ling asked.

"You have to carefully experience the chill emanating from Shenwu, you can't calm down and experience that feeling during the battle, so it's not strange that you haven't felt that feeling, after all, you haven't calmed down and got along with a second-level Shenwu. Wang Xinyan explained.

Ye Ling did not continue to make more controversy on this topic, he wondered:

"Since Zhang Shengyuan is not a second-level apostle, then how did he use the kind of trick he just used on the stage? Could it be related to the so-called swordsmanship of Kunlun Kendo?"

"It should be so, otherwise there would be no other explanation. Wang Xinyan said.

…………

Today is the first day of the conference, 19 competitions, 19 people were eliminated.

There are 19 more people who can compete in the next competition.

Everyone doesn't know what kind of reward the winner of this conference can have, they were just invited by Zhang Jianxian to come here to watch the process of the conference, and they don't care much about what the reward is.

After dinner.

Ye Ling sat on the bench in front of the guest room and watched the night sky here.

Unlike the night sky he saw in the South China Sea and the southeast, the night sky here was not hidden by dark clouds, and the dark night was full of stars, which was a beautiful scene.

"You can only see this kind of scenery in the mountains, how does it feel? Is there any difference from what you saw when you were a child?"

Meng Qian got two bottles of carbonated drinks from nowhere, handed one bottle to Ye Ling, and moved a small bench to sit next to Ye Ling.

"Where did you get the drinks? I don't think there's a place to sell carbonated drinks. ”

Ye Ling asked.

"Robbed. ”

Meng Qian drank his drink and said nonchalantly.

"Don't lie to me. Ye Ling pulled open the pull ring, took a sip of the drink and said with a smile.

"What are you lying to? I just met a kid on the road, and I saw that he had two bottles of drinks in his hand, so I grabbed them for him. ”

"Really, fake?" hackers

Ye Ling somewhat believed Meng Qian's words, with Meng Qian's undisciplined character, it was not impossible to do such a thing.

"Funny, there are drinks to receive in the cafeteria, which are specially prepared by Kunlun Kendo for those of us who are not used to drinking tea, there are beer and carbonated drinks, why don't you go and have a look?" Meng Qian said jokingly.

"I didn't bother to look at it. Ye Ling shook his head slightly.

"Are you going to blow the wind? There's a gazebo at the back of the venue, and it's a nice place where I would have moved to sleep if it weren't for the fact that I was paying attention to my appearance. ”

Meng Qian asked.

Behind the venue is a small mountain forest, and there is a stone-paved path in the forest, and if you follow the path, you can see the pavilion that Meng Qian said.

The environment is really nice and the air is very fresh.

But strangely, no one came to such a nice place.

"It's strange that no one is here to come to this place. ”

Ye Ling also discovered this, so he said suspiciously.

"Maybe those visitors didn't find such a good place?" Meng Qian said.

"It stands to reason that it's impossible, this place is just behind the venue, it's impossible that no one will find it, and it's impossible for a disciple who has lived here for too many years not to find out, right?"

Ye Ling said a little strangely: "Where you can find it, won't those sharp-eyed visitors who often deal with Kunlun Kendo not find it?"

"Don't think about it so much, no one is right, I can lie in the gazebo for a while. ”

Meng Qian was not as suspicious as Ye Ling, and he didn't have as many worries as Ye Ling, so he went directly to the edge of the pavilion and lay down, closing his eyes and recuperating.

"Do you think this is the forbidden place of Kunlun Kendo? Just like in martial arts, each sect has its own forbidden place, the kind that outsiders are not allowed to enter. Ye Ling assumed.

"How is it possible? What can there be in this place? And Zhang Bufan, he didn't say that there is any forbidden place in their Kunlun Sword Dao. ”

Meng Qian was a little amused.

"What if?"

Ye Ling seemed to want to mess around with something, but Meng Qian waved his hand impatiently to interrupt him:

"How can there be so many whatevers, just rest here for a while, don't think so much. ”

Ye Ling also felt that he should be suspicious, so he sat in the pavilion, took out the broken knife from the ring in his spare time, and observed the strange red ancient text on the broken knife.

Because he couldn't understand anything, Ye Ling didn't look at it for too long, and after putting the broken knife into the ring, he took out the pistol he had grabbed when he was in Haizhou before and came out to tinker.

Colt sporting pistol, which uses an extended magazine.

The bomb load is still not much, nine rounds.

I had fired two shots when I was in Haizhou before, so now there are only seven ammunition left in the magazine.

Ye Ling was idle and had nothing to do, so he began to dismember the pistol, and then assembled the pistol as it was.

Because it was the first time to disassemble the pistol, Ye Ling's technique was very rusty, and it took a long time, and the time for dismantling and assembling passed half an hour unconsciously.

The sound of footsteps not far away broke the silence of the night.

Ye Ling took out his mobile phone and looked at the time.

"It's 21:46, why are there still people wandering in the woods?"

After putting away the mobile phone, Ye Ling found that Meng Qian, who was lying next to him, had already snored, so he didn't wake him up, and after putting the pistol into the ring, he tiptoed along the place where the footsteps came from, looking like a thief.

The source of the footsteps is in a cemetery.

When he first arrived here, Ye Ling was startled by these standing tombstones, but the man in black not far away made him instantly calm down, hiding behind a tombstone and quietly looking at the man in black.

The man in black, whose face was covered by a hood, and with a shovel in his hand, was digging for something next to a tombstone.

In this scene, Ye Ling could only think of one kind of person.

"Tomb robbers? Kunlun Kendo actually has tomb robbers? ”

Ye Ling was not in a hurry to go up and scold the man in black, he wanted to see if the man in black wanted to steal something from the tomb, so he watched quietly without making a sound.

The man in black was digging the earth, and it didn't seem like the first time he had done this kind of shady work.

The shovel he is holding is very different from the shape of an ordinary shovel, which should be the Luoyang shovel that often appears in tomb robberies.