Beyond the underground lake that was as black as ink but reflected the golden light, Xuanyuan Fantasy Heaven took Xiaochen and Huang Cheng to the front of the Sword Pavilion. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Xiaochen cried with a sad face, staring at Xuanyuan Phantom Heaven viciously, Xuanyuan Phantom Heaven didn't know why when he saw it, revealing a deep puzzled look, and Huang Cheng on the side was in a good mood, humming a little song in his mouth at the moment.

Jumped off the last big stone platform, the three of them stood outside the main entrance of the Sword Pavilion, Xiaochen looked up, the first thing that caught his eye was the huge plaque with the three big characters of the Sword Emperor Pavilion written by the iron hook Yinhua, and then the architectural style, strictly speaking, the main building of the Sword Emperor Pavilion is not much different from the general pavilion, the octagonal platform, the crane wing cornice, the window sill and the door are carved and carved. The only difference is that this pavilion seems to be glowing with every tile and every inch of wood, and every part of this pavilion is a source of golden light underground.

After reading the Sword Emperor Pavilion and then looking at it from a high place, Xiaochen found himself in the underground palace, with the golden light emitted by the Sword Emperor Pavilion, Xiaochen also found that he was a hundred miles away from the top wall that he could see.

After Xuanyuan Huantian put down Xiaochen, he first walked to the door of the Sword Emperor Pavilion, and after playing a few magic decisions that Xiaochen and Huang Cheng couldn't understand, the gate of the Sword Emperor Pavilion slowly opened a crack, although it was a crack, but it was enough for ten Xiaochen to pass side by side.

After entering the door, the three of them came to the lobby, this is only the first floor, Xiaochen did not find that there is a corridor leading to a higher place, nor can he see the higher floors, looking up, it was a place with a floor, but there was only a void.

In the lobby of the first floor, there was a table with the objects used in the memorial service, and in front of the table stood a gray-haired man, whose face could not be seen, because he was standing with his back to the door, but anyone could see at a glance that this man was extremely tall, very majestic, and even more extraordinary.

"Xiaotian, you go up first, I have something I want to ask them." The person with his back to Xiaochen spoke, this voice is the same as what they heard in the sword pool just now.

"Okay, grandpa, I'll go first." Xuanyuan Huantian responded happily, and then walked to a corner of the lobby, I don't know what spell was used, and the light flashed, and disappeared.

"I heard Xiaotian say that both of you are disciples of Xuanqing Mountain." The person with his back to Xiaochen and Huang Cheng also turned around while speaking, this person was wearing a white cloth strip on his head, and he looked like he was keeping filial piety.

Xiaochen just glanced at him, and there was a feeling that it was difficult to breathe, standing in front of him was obviously a person, but it made Xiaochen feel that this was not a person, this was a peerless fierce sword hidden deep in the scabbard, without a sword, it could already make the person opposite him lose all fighting spirit, it was rumored that the owner of Xuanyuan Tomb, from the time of inheriting Xuanyuan's suppression, must bring white silk, and keep filial piety for Xuanyuan Sword for life, it turned out to be true.

"Senior Xuanyuan, offended, Star Pupil!" Xiaochen forcibly suppressed the uneasiness and fear in his heart, lifted his star pupils, and looked at the person in front of him.

"Oh?" The old man known as Xuanyuan's predecessor looked at Xiaochen with interest, and Ren Xiaochen played for a while before asking, "I want to know what you saw." ”

"Nioh Sword!" Xiaochen was dumbfounded, and subconsciously said, "This ...... It turns out that this is true, and the predecessor is the contemporary Nioh sword master. ”

Huang Cheng didn't have a star pupil like Xiaochen, he couldn't see what Xiaochen could see, and he couldn't understand what Xiaochen said at the moment.

"Little girl, go up too." The old man's voice was not high, but there was a sense of unquestionable meaning.

Even without waiting for Huang Cheng to speak, her feet lit up with the same light as when Xuanyuan Huantian left, and disappeared on the first floor of the Sword Emperor Pavilion in an instant, Xiaochen was not in a hurry, if the person in front of him wanted to be unfavorable to him, then the two of them only had to stretch their necks, there was no half a chance, even if Han could make a move, he could play the move that Ling Dao Hei Yan was injured that day, and in the face of this person, there was no half a chance.

"Senior Xuanyuan, please look at this." After speaking, Xiaochen took out the black sign that the sick old man gave him.

He knew the reason why the person in front of him let Huang Cheng leave, and found that after the outsiders entered the Fallen Dragon Valley, they did not make a difficulty, but brought them to Xuanyuan Tomb, which is not explained by the kindness of the people in the Holy Land, the only possibility is that the people who can enter the Fallen Dragon Valley must be people recognized by Xuanyuan Tomb, Xiaochen has never been to Xuanyuan Tomb, and Huang Cheng is also going down the mountain for the first time, thinking about it, the reason for all this is on the sign given to him by the sick old man, which should be a token or a signal, so he didn't ask much, and directly handed over the black brand with both hands.

The old man didn't look surprised when he saw the black sign, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Sure enough, it's this old boy." ”

"Let me guess, you are a disciple of Yun Wuya?" The old man looked at Xiaochen and said.

"The senior didn't guess correctly, I'm not his apprentice." Xiaochen said seriously, not sure of the character of the person in front of him, Xiaochen didn't dare to talk nonsense.

"Then it is strange that he would give such an important thing to outsiders." The old man touched his beard and said, also feeling a little strange.

"He's my big brother." Without waiting for the old man to ask again, Xiaochen himself said his relationship with the sick old man.

The old man was full of helplessness, shook his head and said: "Nonsense, it's really nonsense, the older you get, the more bastards you are." ”

"Then which Dao Venerable of your master Xuanqing Mountain?" The old man said after pacing back and forth a few steps.

Xiaochen raised his fist on the side and said, "The family teacher is not allowed to mention his name, and he is not a Xuanqing Mountain Daozun." ”

Hearing this, the old man did not have a trace of anger, but beckoned to Xiaochen, "You come here." ”

Xiaochen didn't dare to slack off, and immediately walked up to the old man, stood quietly, and didn't ask anything.

Xiaochen's figure is already outstanding among human beings, but standing in front of the old man, he is slightly thin, and he is even more than half a head lower.

The old man raised his hand and put it on Xiaochen's head, closed his eyes, Xiaochen didn't dare to move, just prayed that he wouldn't slip his hand and finish himself off by the way.

After a long time, the old man took away his hand, opened his eyes and said, "Qing Ying Zhu Yin, are you the one who was chosen this time?" Then your master, but Ge Shu Xingyun? ”

Xiaochen didn't know what the old man had done, there was nothing abnormal or inappropriate in his whole body from the inside out, but the other party accurately said that both the master and the sick old man repeatedly explained the information that he couldn't let outsiders know.

Xiaochen didn't talk, he became vigilant in his heart, even if he knew that it was useless, he began to guard against the old man in front of him.

"Xiaoyou, you don't have to be nervous, since Yun Wuya asked you to come here, you should naturally believe him, you can take this brand and give it to him." The old man saw that Xiaochen was uneasy, and said loudly. Then he returned the brand he took from Xiaochen's hand to Xiaochen, as for what happened to the brand, Xiaochen didn't know, since the other party didn't tell him, he didn't want to know.

"According to the rules, you should be sent to Xuanyuan Fantasy Realm once, but you have to take advantage of the exception to give you three chances." The old man continued to speak, but he didn't know where he was going to go in the Xuanyuan Fantasy Realm.

"You can go up too." After saying that, he still didn't see what the old man did, and Xiaochen disappeared on the first floor like Huang Cheng.

"Your Majesty, the person who took you out of the tomb has already appeared, but I don't know how long it will take for you to come back to life......" After Xiaochen disappeared, the old man turned around and said to a spiritual seat on the table.

What is the chosen person, who else has been selected before him, what happened to them, Xiaochen doesn't know, he doesn't even dare to explore it now, he doesn't dare to know, he understands better than anyone else that the whirlpool he is in is the secret of some people at the top of the entire cultivation world, in their eyes, he is no different from an ant, Xiaochen doesn't know what awaits him, but he knows very well that if he can't reach the same strength, no matter what it is, he has no ability to change, and his heart has become stronger.