In fact, the baby washed the sword pool, Lao Min, and killed Yue Teng for tens of thousands of miles. He almost killed Yue Teng several times. It's a bitter hatred. If Yue Teng had enough strength, he would have killed her no matter what. Even if he doesn't have enough achievements today, he can't cut ties with her. He will be the future Supreme Primordial Infant, and he must sacrifice her sword as well. But somehow, when he heard that she had died at the hands of all the evil martial artists of the Chengtian Sword Technique, Yue Teng couldn't be happy all the time...

Not only is it not easy in my heart, but it also seems a little heavy.

In front of me, there will always be a figure of Lao Min. At that time, he looked into his eyes and felt a little uneasy.

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"Yue Teng, how did you get to Liu Jue's Palace? Is it because Xi Jinchi found out that you were coming to pick us up and sent a little sword immortal to kill you?"

The man in the white robe, or the little master of the Chengtian Sword Dao, did not suspect him. He was very carefree. He sat on the futon tray opposite Yueteng and said with a smile, "Two months ago, the Sword Washing Pond blocked you on the third snow line. As a result, you led the people of Zhou Xue to break through the defense line. We did hear about it!"

"Since then, we know you're definitely coming, just later than we thought. Before that, we had already sent someone to pick you up, but we only heard that Xi Jinchi had killed you, but we never found you!"

Yue Teng listened to his words, forcibly suppressed his heart, and forced himself to calm down.

Elder Min's death was ultimately a matter of resignation, and he didn't have time to think about it. Now he escaped from heaven with ease. It's always better to address important issues first.

At this time, after listening to the words of the Chengtian Sword Dao Master, he also quickly analyzed the current situation. From what people say, they should also not know about the existence of underground palaces. Prior to this, Xijianchi sent people to commit suicide, in fact, suicide. But in their opinion, they believed that the sword washing pool was to prevent them from entering the evil sword.

But think about it, the momentum on the Chengtian Sword Dao is no longer as good as the sword washing pool.

Some places are haunted by the disciples of the Sword Washing Pool, and all the monks of the Sword Washing Pool are not afraid to stand in front of the Sword Washing Pool. There are even many disciples of the Sword Washing Pool who are hidden in different sects. Therefore, the sect of the Sword Washing Pool is not a fairy gate, but an alliance. When something happens, they come together, without exception, and they are deeply hidden.

Of course, they hide in the pool, but occasionally they take a chance and meet the protégé of the pool. They also hurt the murderer, like a poisonous snake. Either they retreat and hide, or they will be a fatal blow, which makes the pool a great headache.

However, there were many disciples in the Sword Washing Pool around the underground palace, so they wouldn't venture to discover it.

"It's a long story......"

Yue Teng's voice was hoarse, and he was silent for a while, and then said, "I was chased all the way by the Yuanying Sword Immortal of the Sword Washing Pool. I survived more than 10,000 miles several times. The injuries are still severe. If you don't mind, please give me some time to recover. I'll go back and have a good look after the wound heals. What is the origin of this time?"

The man in white was slightly stunned and glanced at Yue Teng.

Obviously, Yue Teng's injury was not fake, and he quickly laughed again and said, "This seat is impatient. Fang Xiaoyou's injury couldn't be delayed any longer. You can rest assured that you will recover. I'll book a banquet for you!"

After saying that, he repeatedly greeted people and asked people to take good pills.

After they all left, Yue Teng sat alone in the hall, forcing himself to put down his thoughts and think slowly.

He made an excuse to get back to health, because now he needed a while to calmly think about what to do. After all, now that he had entered six unique palaces, it was no different from going deep into the tiger's den. What's more, it's a matter of the underground palace, and it can't be delayed for too long, otherwise it will definitely change.

The two big yuan babies passed by themselves, but they didn't go back, which will inevitably cause an underground alarm.

Those people also have to worry about things leaking out and have an emergency plan in place. Whether they change places to build underground palaces, or temporarily destroy underground palaces and hide resources, they are a means of coping. However, if they slowly find an opportunity, lift their wounds, and then escape from Liu Jue's Palace, and find a way to notify Xianmeng's people to come over and check, I am afraid that by then, there will be nothing left on the snowfield.

This time, the underground events involved several extended families and orthodox Confucianism, all of which were huge streams of energy. In addition, it involves washing the sword pool. If they want to cover it up, I'm afraid there won't be any trace left in a few days.

If this thing is cheap and the evil sword is repaired ...

...... Yue Teng's eyes were a little cold: "This is absolutely impossible!"

How can there be a perfect way to solve all these problems?

Before I came to the six unique palaces, I was exhausted and had only one thought in my mind, but now I need to make a good plan.

After all, what should be done must be done.

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"Young Master, look at these six leaders, but do you really want to enter my Heavenly Sword Path?"

While Yue Teng was concentrating on countermeasures, in the six unique palaces and one of the magnificent halls, the Chengtian Sword Dao Lord also looked at the bone altar in his hand with great interest. In addition to him, there are four elders, as well as right-hand men. When someone heard that Yueteng's injuries were recovering, he couldn't help but get worried and stepped forward to discuss it in a low voice. Huaxiu Chinese

"Hehe, the sword immortal of Yuan Ying who he sent to me to wash the sword pool is here. Is it really different?"

With a sneer on his face, the Chengtian Kendo Master asked, "Does he have any other choice?"

An old man nearby couldn't help but say, "But I guess this kid is holding a shelf, and it looks like he doesn't want to." ”

The young master of the Chengtian Sword Dao smiled and said, "Isn't this how these so-called rightists make such a choice? When you decided to cultivate the Sword Spirit, weren't you already entangled for three days and three nights?"

After hearing this, Elder Fei looked a little shocked, and shook his head with a wry smile.

Another elder next to him frowned and said, "Young Master doesn't think he needs to be wary of this child?"

Narita squinted at him and said, "Then we'll see if he can tell the secret......"

The old man was a little shocked and looked up at him.

Young Master Chengtian smiled and said, "The Sword Washing Pool will not send a little sword immortal to hunt him down, lest he enter my Chengtian Sword Dao, even after the seventh snow line. There must be something we don't know. In addition, when the child was stopped by the sword washing pond on the third snow line, it happened that the third sword demon's lifeless sword shrine map had already unfolded. Thousands of monks entered the snowy plains to help him break through the defensive line. You have to say that it has nothing to do with it. I definitely don't believe ......"

"Isn't there a sword burial?"

Hearing this, several elders around him turned pale. After a while, Elder Fei whispered, "A year ago, the Little Demon King announced that the three monsters of the Demon Lake had entered the Langya Pavilion to find the Sword Sutra of the Imperial Sword Sect. It is said that there is a secret method in the Book of Swords to cure the ailments of our sword spirits. Unfortunately, the three monsters of the Demon Lake have never heard from us again. They think stealing sutras is a failure. However, the map of the Tomb of the Sword of Death, which circulated in the snowy plains, is now actually consistent with some of the clues we've gotten. These six leaders are said to have been the first in the past

The young Lord Chengtian shook his head and smiled, "Anything is possible. It depends on his honesty!"

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In the evening, in the hall of the Liu Family Palace, a grand banquet was held.

Lord Chengtian, the four elders, and the deacons of all parties were at the table. On the left hand side of Lord Chengtian, Yue Teng, the protagonist of this grand banquet, sat naturally. As a sign of respect, the four elders all swept the mist away from their faces, revealing their true faces. The banquet was full of wine, and the delicacies were like flowing water. The demon dancers in the temple danced and laughed. It's a rare luxury in this icy and snowy land.

All the elders and deacons, however, kept calling Yue Teng, very close.

However, in addition to getting close to each other, they also exchanged glances intentionally or unintentionally, and secretly looked at Yue Teng.

One after another in my heart, there was a little temptation, I just wanted to pick one and start talking about the general, but Yue Teng didn't drink alcohol, didn't eat, didn't use, and didn't talk back during the whole banquet, just sat there without expression, which might make them a little dissatisfied in their hearts.

There has been no response, and the smile is stiff and sour...

Someone couldn't help but wink at Lord Chengtian, and was about to talk to Yue Teng, when he suddenly saw Yue Teng sigh deeply and push away the soft and greasy snake beside him. He kept hugging the enchantress who was persuading him to drink, and slowly stood up.

When he came, the sound of silk and bamboo faded away, and everyone around him looked at him.

"Hehe, isn't Fang Xiaoyou satisfied?"

"Is the wine of my Six Palaces not tasty, or is it beautiful?" the young Lord Chengtian smiled.

Yue Teng's face seemed to be hesitant, and he hesitated for a while before making up his mind. He sighed deeply and stretched out his hand to the Young Master Chengtian. He said, "The young master saved my life and gave me a feast. Fang is really grateful. He hesitated several times. He always felt that I had better not lie in front of the young master. For me, it would be better to be honest......"

"Oh?"

The young master's eyes changed slightly, but he just smiled and passed away, "What do you want to tell me?"

Yue Teng was silent for a while, and then said directly: "Actually, I came to the school garden to not have a sword burial!"

The faces of the surrounding elders suddenly changed, and their ears pricked up.

Yue Teng looked at Chengtian again and said, "When I was in Langya Pavilion, I saw someone stealing scriptures from the temple. Those people were suppressed by the lords of Langya Pavilion. However, I found a scroll of the Sword Sutra, a map, all the way to the snowfield. After all the hardships, I finally found the place marked on the map. Later I found out ......"

When he said this, he fell silent and sighed, "I'm late." The grave without the sword has been discovered!"

“... There is no sword mound here, it has already fallen into the hands of the sword washing pool!"

“... It was because I found out about this that I was hunted down by their Yuanying Sword Immortal!"