。 Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info Just as Zhuang Xun was struggling with the black chain that locked him, he couldn't guess that there was already an outsider on the third floor of this pavilion that he had worked so hard to enter, and it was the middle-aged man in white who came in from outside the building on the second floor with their front feet on their back feet.

These three floors are not like the other two, how to say it, ordinary people come to see, it is called quite unsightly, after all, this pavilion is luxurious and atmospheric at a glance, the building and the outside of the building show the momentum of the rich family, and this third floor, but unusually desolate.

At first glance, it was not in the pavilion, which was overgrown with weeds and piled up with dry and hard soil, piled up all over the floor, one in large pieces, as if it had been deliberately dug up from the ground and placed here.

However, the middle-aged man in white was staring intently at the middle of the floor, a small hill bag overgrown with weeds, nothing unusual, but the middle-aged man's expression was unusually solemn.

Underneath the hill, a black tombstone that has almost endured the vicissitudes of time stands obliquely, as if telling something.

"I've been to this ghost place twice, three hundred years ago, I was not sensible, I just thought it was interesting, and now I look at this tombstone, it's really a fucking big deal!" The middle-aged man in white sighed loudly, staring at the black tombstone, and was silent for a long time.

The middle-aged man in white sighed slightly and walked around the hill twice, but he never dared to approach within a foot of the mountain, as if there was some mountain devil waiting for him at that pace, and refused to go any further.

"Walking here, I only see that this thing is real, and the rest are illusory and dreamy, and I don't know who the predecessors who moved this tomb were in the first place, and they buried the tomb in a dream, and no one could find it, and it was a terrifying cultivation!"

The middle-aged man muttered to himself, but what interested him more was who the person with this tombstone was, who wanted to dig the grave, but he knew that he was offending the senior master, if he was careless, it would be a trivial matter to die in Huangquan, and it would be a miserable thing if he was not careful.

"Or is it to escape from the enemy to dig up the grave?, maybe the grave will be buried here?" the middle-aged man shook his head slightly, this was also his own delusional guess, without any basis.

But he knew that no matter what the reason was, these things could not be touched by his current cultivation realm, and he could be considered to have pondered deeply at this time the truth that there were people outside the heavens.

Just when the middle-aged man was thinking for a short while, another person came to the three-story pavilion, it was the big-headed boy who suddenly changed his face to Zhuang Xun on the second floor, and he was staring at the middle-aged man with murderous eyes at this time, as if he wanted to eat him alive.

The middle-aged man was surprised, he was really surprised, just now he was thinking that there was no other real thing in this ghost place, this guy really came out, but, it doesn't look like a beautiful thing, otherwise it wouldn't be so unfriendly, the middle-aged man smiled, although his intuition knew that the boy was a threat to him, but he also came through life and death, and if he didn't have such a little confidence, he wouldn't have lived in this world for a long time.

"It's not a matter of just staying here, I think it's better not to move around this big grave, it's really hard to clean up if anything happens, but this kid seems to be quite familiar with this, what's going on?" The middle-aged man was slightly surprised, and walked directly to the big-headed boy.

At this time, the boy suddenly said, "How did you get in?"

The middle-aged man stopped, smiled between his eyebrows, and said, "I know a little about small arts, I can enter, look at what you say, this place, familiar?"

The boy's face sank, and the middle-aged man said that it was a small technique, how could he believe that this place was his, how could others easily enter, but he was afraid that the so-called small technique could only be the supreme immortal method, but he didn't know what kind of immortal method, and he could unknowingly spare himself to enter these three layers.

But fortunately, the middle-aged man seemed to know that the grave was not simple, so he didn't move it, otherwise, the boy wouldn't even dare to imagine the consequences.

"The place is familiar, but the thing behind you, you recognize, but you don't know it, and you don't want to be familiar. As he spoke, the boy glanced apprehensively at the desolate grave overgrown with weeds, for something unpleasant had happened between the two, the grave had flown from elsewhere two hundred years ago, and the third floor had been a place of wind and moon before, but since the great grave came, it has become like this.

He had tried to move it away, but something terrible had happened that he didn't even dare to recall.

This grave, the burial thing is not a person, just a bundle of long black hair, but just such a bundle of long hair, but almost killed him in Huangquan, so, since then, the boy has closed the third floor, usually he does not even go in, but today a person suddenly walked in.

This scared him, and he immediately ignored Zhuang Xun, and hurriedly ran over.

Fortunately, when he came here, he found that what he was worried about had not happened, but even so, he still looked directly at the middle-aged man who wanted to kill.

The middle-aged man's face was full of surprise at this time, the place was familiar, but he didn't want to be familiar with this thing? Listening to this voiceover, he seemed to be quite afraid of this little mountain bag, and it didn't look like he was lying, the middle-aged man took a deep breath, obediently, fortunately, he was witty, if he had just made a move on it because of curiosity, the consequences would be unimaginable.

At this moment, there was a sudden "rustling" sound in this huge building, and the middle-aged man heard the sound, and the place where the sound sounded was not elsewhere, but under his feet, he saw long black hair gushing out from under the mountain bag, spreading and growing like lettuce, just looking at the appearance, you can guess that it is hard and abnormal.

The middle-aged man's eyes were puzzled and he moved away slightly, but to his surprise, those long hairs chased after him.

"Get out of the way!"

The boy looked at my long, self-growing black hair and shouted in fear!

The middle-aged man, who had also come through hundreds of years of wind and rain, didn't even ask why, just from the boy's tone, he could hear that these things that spread under his feet were definitely not good things, and his legs kicked suddenly, jumping directly onto the beam, staring at the messy and spreading long black hair.

To his shock, those strange long hair still did not let him go, as if they had spirituality, they actually stood up, swaying and surging up the beams above, and the speed was getting faster and faster, mysterious and unpredictable!

"Small. The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows, and directly pulled out the silver long sword, a majestic momentum burst out, "ding" a sword sound, the streamer flickered, like a dream, good sword!

The sword is out, and the body is gone!

The sword is only one sword, the silver long sword in the man's hand, but in the eyes of the big-headed boy, it is a double sword, one person and one sword, two swords, one sword is more powerful than a sword, this is nothing at first glance, just comparable to the general, but if you look closely, it is far from the case!

When the long sword is better than the person, the person's momentum suddenly climbs again, instantly overshadowing the long sword, and then the next moment the momentum of the long sword also increases suddenly, and the strength is even better than one point, if it is just like this, forget it, the middle-aged man holding the sword Ruhong's momentum soared again!

A sword is stronger than a sword! A sword is better than a sword! The power keeps climbing, as if there is no end!

This "dry pulling" sword intent, the person and the sword that are as powerful as fire and water, is actually a sword immortal, no wonder he is so fearless, maybe it can really have a little effect on that weird long-term attack.

The boy's face was surprised, he didn't expect that this uninvited guest was actually a rare and powerful sword immortal in the world.

The so-called "dry drawing" sword intent, is a kind of secret art in the sword, simple and fast, flowing water is the most appropriate description of it, this sword intent seems to have no characteristics, but once you master this set of sword intent, any swordsmanship in the hand will also become light, lifting weights as light, of course, except for some swordsmanship that requires mastering special sword intent to practice.

As the boy said, an immortal who has mastered a sword intent can be called a sword immortal.

However, this kind of thing is a rare thing, and talent and chance are rare, so there are very few sword immortals in the world, but any sword immortal is stronger than most cultivators of the same level who are not sword immortals, there is no doubt about it.