Chapter 155: Purple Blood Soft Sword

The pavilion is three stories high, and on the plaque of the pavilion, there are three large characters with iron and silver hooks: "Treasure Pavilion".

In front of the Treasure Pavilion, there were four disciples guarding, and if there was anyone guarding the Pavilion, Qin Yang didn't know, the distance was too far.

There are no special disciples guarding the other places, except for the Treasure Pavilion.

"Presumably that is the important place of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion, but you still can't go there blatantly now, and sneak in after nightfall. ”

Qin Yang muttered in his heart, sitting cross-legged between the branches, with the help of the cover of the leaves of the trees, it was difficult to see a person there from the outside.

"First restore the spiritual power in the body. ”

Qin Yang closed his eyes, ran the Nine Turns Star Technique, and entered the cultivation.

Not long after Qin Yang settled down, the Sword Elder led several disciples back to the Heavenly Sword Pavilion, and under an order, the Heavenly Sword Pavilion began to act, and there were constantly white-clothed disciples patrolling around the pavilion.

As the sun went down, the sky grew darker.

Two figures walked under the tree where Qin Yang was cultivating.

"Elder of the sword, the pavilion master led people to pursue, but he didn't chase that kid, and there was no trace of that kid in the pavilion, could that kid have already run away?"

A white-clothed disciple said.

"It may be that he is no longer in Tianjian Mountain, but he can run away from the monk, he can't run away from the temple, and he dares to steal the spirit fish of my Heavenly Sword Pavilion, even if he runs to the world, he will not escape the pursuit of my Pavilion. ”

The Sword Elder snorted coldly.

"Elder Sword, could that kid be someone from the Sea Dragon Gate or the Dark Palace?"

The white-clothed disciple said.

"It shouldn't be, the old man has fought with that thief, it's not like the path of the Sea Dragon Gate or the Dark Palace, but this kid's methods are quite weird, and he has several extremely rare talismans on his body. ”

"Talismans, talismans that can only be obtained in that kind of secret realm or cave?"

"Wang Ming, silence. ”

The two gradually moved away, and on the ginkgo tree, Qin Yang opened his eyes, and there was a cold light flashing in the depths of his eyes.

The law of the jungle is the strong, the law of nature, the Heavenly Sword Pavilion is not easy to mess with, and he Qin Yang is not easy to mess with.

"It is especially clear who killed the deer. ”

Qin Yang muttered something in his mouth, however, these two people didn't seem to be particularly surprised by Fu Zheng, what was going on?

Could it be that there are still such talismans on this earth?! Where do they refer to the secret realm and cave mansion in their mouths?!

These doubts lingered in Qin Yang's heart, it seemed that this world of ancient martial artists was not as simple as he thought, he had to enhance his strength and control this Heavenly Sword Pavilion in his own hands.

When the time comes, whether it is the fire spirit fish or the answers to these questions, there will be results.

Qin Yang closed his eyes again and waited for the night to come.

Night finally fell, and a crescent moon gradually moved into the sky.

The cool moonlight fell, and Qin Yang opened his eyes, and the spiritual power in his body had fully recovered.

Qin Yang stood up, his eyes were a little bright, he looked at the Treasure Pavilion in the distance, and blessed himself with a wind resistance, and his figure flashed, and he swept down the ginkgo tree.

Under the cover of night, Qin Yang quickly approached the Treasure Pavilion, his figure hidden behind a stone pillar.

"The eyes of heaven are open. ”

Qin Yang opened the eye of heaven and found that an old man in a blue shirt was on duty on the first floor, the old man guarding the pavilion was not weak, and his strength had reached the Xuan level, if he wanted to sneak into the Treasure Pavilion silently without being noticed by this old man, I am afraid it would be very difficult.

"I had to use that trick. ”

Qin Yang groaned for a moment, pinched the trick in his left hand, and the spiritual power on his right hand was condensed, and a spirit butterfly with a faint light gradually took shape in his palm.

This process is very mental and spiritual, and this kind of spirit butterfly can cause people to fall into a short sleep.

"Sleeping Butterfly, go!"

Qin Yang said softly in his heart.

The spirit butterfly fluttered its wings, flew along the gap in the door frame, and flew towards the pavilion, and finally, hovered above the head of the old man in the blue shirt, turned into a ray of light, and submerged into the body of the old man in the blue shirt.

The old man in the blue shirt suddenly became more eyelids, sighed, and suddenly fell asleep.

"The Sleeping Spirit Butterfly can make this old man sleep for no more than ten minutes, so he has to speed up. ”

Qin Yang muttered, the small sleep technique can also make people fall asleep, but it requires the other party to have a weak sense of resistance, and to touch the other party's head with his fingers.

Qin Yang tapped the ground with his toes, gently swept up to the second floor of the Treasure Pavilion, and climbed in through a window.

As soon as he entered, Qin Yang's eyes lit up.

On the stone frame, dozens of weapons are displayed, including knives, swords, axes, whips and other weapons, and these weapons are quite sophisticated.

Among these weapons, most of them were swords, Qin Yang's gaze swept away, and finally, he landed on a sword that was light purple.

This sword was placed at the highest position of all weapons, and was faintly the first of a hundred soldiers.

"It's ......"

A flash of excitement flashed in Qin Yang's eyes and he stepped forward.

The purple sword displayed on the sword rack in front of him was very thin, and on the blade, there were purple slender veins, invisibly, exuding a fierce killing aura.

On the wooden plaque next to the sword stand, there are four vigorous and sharp ancient characters: Purple Blood Soft Sword!

Qin Yang picked up the sword on the sword frame, the purple blood soft sword was extremely light, Qin Yang lightly slashed on the stone frame on the side, and a deep crack suddenly appeared on the stone frame.

"It's so sharp. ”

Qin Yang said in astonishment, tentatively injecting a spiritual power.

"Buzz~!"

The blade trembled slightly, and the purple blood veins on the blade also lit up slightly at this moment.

"It's a treasure!"

Qin Yang's eyes lit up, and he said excitedly, he could sense that this purple-blooded soft sword seemed to have the blood of a spirit beast.

"Mine. ”

Qin Yang said happily, unceremoniously, he took it for himself, with this purple-blooded soft sword in his hand, his strength could be increased a lot.

After Qin Yang's gaze scanned around the second floor again, he no longer had any weapons that caught his eyes.

"I don't know what the third floor is. ”

Qin Yang glanced at the staircase leading to the third floor and walked up.

In the third floor, it is quite empty, there is only one stone frame, and on the stone frame, there are more than a dozen jade boxes.

Qin Yang took one out casually, opened the box and saw that in the box, there was a very simple ancient booklet.

"Lingyun Sword Technique. ”

Qin Yang looked at the cover of the booklet and read out the four quaint traditional characters on it.

"It seems that this floor is full of martial arts. ”

Qin Yang glanced at the other jade boxes on the stone shelf and muttered, however, he was an immortal cultivator, so he couldn't use it, and of course he couldn't look down on these martial arts.

"Although I can't use it, but Bai He and Zhao Hui may be able to use it, the attack power of the white-robed old man's hundred-step flying sword is not weak, and I don't know if there is such a martial art here. ”

Qin Yang thought about it for a moment and began to rummage through it.