"Key."

The string of golden words, in simplified characters carved like a knife, wrote the word "key".

Ye Xuan stared at the map and looked at it for a long time, but he still couldn't understand the deep meaning of these two words.

But there is one thing, Ye Xuan probably figured it out.

That is, ancient civilizations did exist.

Also, there are indeed cultivators in the pre-Qin period who have survived to the present.

These two discoveries, no matter which one is transmitted to the outside world, will stir up thousands of waves and set off an uproar with one stone.

Countless historians, who have spent their entire lives exploring ancient civilizations, really exist.

But how did the ancient civilization be destroyed?

Was the ancient civilization destroyed by natural disasters or by people?

The pre-Qin period refers to around 220 B.C., more than 2,000 years ago.

If there were really cultivators in the pre-Qin period who survived, it meant that the name, or rather, those cultivators, should be more than 2,000 years old.

How powerful should they be?

Ye Xuan's blood seemed to be boiling, and his eyes flashed with an incomparably sharp light.

He began to be impatient to meet those cultivators in the pre-Qin period.

Of course, it's a good idea to have a discussion.

But how could Ye Xuan know that when he was born, he met a cultivator in the pre-Qin period, and he was also raised by that cultivator in the pre-Qin period.

One mystery after another is about to emerge from the darkness of the night.

Take a nap.

Dawn.

Ye Xuan got up, got dressed, brushed his teeth and washed his face, and had some breakfast.

Immediately, he went out and went to the villa next door to find Tang Xiaorou.

And Tang Xiaorou had already prepared and waited for Ye Xuan's arrival.

"How sure are you in a duel with Sword Warriors?"

Sitting in the main driver's seat, Tang Xiaorou frowned, started the car, stared at Ye Xuan, and asked.

"Unless the master of the Shushan Sword Gate comes in person. Otherwise, how can you compare with me with the sword unmatched? ”

Ye Xuan sneered contemptuously, the master of the Shushan Sword Sect, that is indeed a very extraordinary existence among the cultivators.

So far.

The cultivators that Ye Xuan came into contact with, except for his master Xiaoyaozi, the most powerful was Li Wentian.

And Ye Xuan guessed that the Shushan Sword Gate, which has been inherited for thousands of years, has a stronger master than Li Wentian, only stronger than weak.

But even so, it can't stop the fact that Ye Xuanzhen is unparalleled in his sword.

The sword is unequaled, and it must die.

"Okay, Xiaorou, there's no need to worry so much. The soldiers will block, and the water will block me. With the unparalleled sword, what can I do? ”

At the corners of Ye Xuan's mouth, a few faint smiles were outlined, he reached out and rubbed Tang Xiaorou's hair, and said with a calm smile.

In his opinion, Jian Wushuang was not to be feared at all.

The only thing that made him a little scared was the old man who followed Jian Wushuang.

Very strong!

With just one glance, Ye Xuan could tell.

Therefore, before Ye Xuan went out, he sent a text message to Lan Lao, hoping that Lan Lao would help him.

With Lan Lao's cultivation for nearly a hundred years, he will never lose against that old man.

Ye Xuan had been looking forward to this battle for too long.

Suppressing and killing the sword is unparalleled, Ye Xuan will do it.

Tang Xiaorou looked at Ye Xuan very seriously.

Seeing Ye Xuan, her eyes were extremely firm, and she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

She couldn't do anything except support Ye Xuan mentally, which made her feel very ashamed.

As if seeing the shame in Tang Xiaorou's heart, Ye Xuan stepped forward, hugged Tang Xiaorou's head, and looked at her very seriously.

The eyes of the two are so soft and sincere.

Ye Xuan hugged Tang Xiaorou's head and kissed her lightly on her forehead very affectionately.

"You're not a cultivator, you shouldn't have been involved in this matter in the first place. I love you, and it has nothing to do with whether you are a cultivator or not, and whether you can help me or not. As long as I can watch you well, peacefully, and happy and happy every day, that's enough. ”

The expression on Ye Xuan's face was really warm, he kissed Tang Xiaorou affectionately, and said very softly.

As far as Ye Xuan was concerned, he really didn't want Tang Xiaorou to be a cultivator.

In particular, when Ye Xuan came into contact with that map, he understood that a thousand years ago, a conspiracy involving cultivators seemed to be ...... Really pulled apart.

No one knows what the cultivators will encounter next.

But one thing is for sure.

In the near future, Ye Xuan will definitely go to the Bermuda Triangle, the Egyptian pyramids, and the mysterious Lop Nur, these three places that have been specially marked on the map.

That is bound to be dangerous.

As Ye Xuan said.

He just wanted to watch Tang Xiaorou live peacefully and happily.

In the future, no matter the wind or rain, Ye Xuan will carry it.

And what Tang Xiaorou has to do is to believe in Ye Xuan.

"Thank you, Ye Xuan."

Tang Xiaorou said warmly.

A tear flowed out from the corner of Tang Xiaorou's eyes.

"Okay Xiaorou, believe me, I will definitely do well."

Ye Xuan smiled very seriously, his eyes were extremely firm, and he said softly.

For Tang Xiaorou, he will definitely live well.

Noon.

Tang Xiaorou drove the car, carrying Ye Xuan, into the Wangjia Martial Arts Hall.

This martial arts hall, named [Shengwang], is the most luxurious martial arts hall built by the Wang family at a cost of tens of millions, and is not open to the public, only used for competition.

When Ye Xuan got out of the car, a dark gray Lamborghini also stopped.

Xuanyuan was like a young man for the rest of his life, pushed the car door open, and walked down.

He is elegant in appearance and gentle in attitude.

The warm and jade-like temperament makes people feel the slightest arrogance of the noble children in him.

He lives like an ancient son, but in his words and deeds, he shows the demeanor of a king.

But such a young man, who was full of the demeanor of a king, nodded first when he saw Ye Xuan, and then took the initiative to walk to the right behind Ye Xuan.

"In this competition, although you let go of your hands and feet, you don't have to worry about the Wang family's intrigues."

Xuanyuan had an extraordinary identity for the rest of his life, and his posture was very high, but in front of Ye Xuan, he took the initiative to lower his posture, stood behind Ye Xuan, and said very respectfully.

"Hehe, with your words, I'm relieved."

Ye Xuan smiled and said lightly.

If someone else said this, he would certainly not be at ease.

But the person who said this was Xuanyuan for the rest of his life, and Ye Xuan believed it without hesitation.

Because, Ye Xuan knew very well that in this place of Huaxia, there would be no one who Xuanyuan could not deal with for the rest of his life.

Soon, Lan Lao also stepped out of the car.

Without much thought, Lan Lao walked to the left behind Ye Xuan.

Today, in this battle, there is only one protagonist, and that is Ye Xuan.

And Jian Wushuang is destined to be reduced to a supporting role.

"I have investigated, the old man who followed Jian Wushuang is the third elder of the Shushan Sword Sect, and he is a ruthless stubble. This is enough to see that Shushan Jianmen attaches great importance to the safety of Jian Wushuang's life. ”

Lan Lao's face was gloomy, he lowered his voice, and continued: "But you don't have to worry either. This competition is a life-and-death battle, and the result of the competition is either his death or your death. In the process, even if you really kill Jian Wushuang, with me, the three elders will not dare to do anything to you. ”

"Hmm."

Ye Xuan nodded reassuringly.

And at this moment, another car slowly drove into the martial arts hall.

The car stopped.

Jian Wushuang, who had a long sword pinned to his waist, walked down from the car accompanied by the three elders.

As soon as he got out of the car, Jian Wushuang's cold and sharp gaze collided with Ye Xuan.

The air seemed to burn, and faint sparks appeared.

Battle, on the verge of breaking out.