The Temple of the Gods, honored by the God of the Sword.

Among the players, among the top masters, they are also respected by the sword god.

And in this Jianghu, among the player forces, the Temple of the Gods is respected.

Why the sword god came, no one knows.

Everyone only saw him appear alone in the inn, and then without saying a word, he stabbed into the blue sky.

The sword was fast, and the sword light flashed away.

Obviously, he was still at the staircase one moment, but the next moment he came to the wine table.

The sword in his hand has been pierced out at some point.

However, Lan Tian just tilted his head and escaped...

Silently, Zhu Qingliu's eyes lit up.

The fat and thin old man's expression was slightly solemn.

Bai smiled happily without saying a word, looking interested.

Secretly, several breaths condensed slightly.

It is true that the sword of the sword god is very fast, the swordsmanship is very strong, and he deserves to be a top master.

However, Lan Tian easily dodged this sword.

How strong is he...

This is the question on the minds of all present.

In fact, with the star-absorbing technique running all over the body, coupled with the listening wind and position brought by the fox face, with careful preparation, this sword is not difficult for Lan Tian to dodge.

Sword God is just a player after all, no matter how fast he grows, it's still not enough...

The wind and rain come and go quickly.

Putting away the sword, the sword god casually put down a bottle of elixir and turned to leave.

He was only here to prove his swordsmanship.

No player has ever been able to dodge his sword, except for the blue sky.

Last time, he failed.

This time, he failed again.

Blue sky!

Someday, he will definitely be stabbed.

He'll be back...

The heat wave was rolling, but when it sank into the inn with the wind, it was blocked by the coolness emitted by the cool beads.

The sword god left, just as he came, and left alone.

He didn't say a word the whole time, he didn't look at anyone except Lan Tian, he just stabbed a sword with all his might.

He rarely shows up, in addition to cultivating every day, he still cultivates, but now he appears twice in a row for the sake of the blue sky.

The blue sky is very important to him, but he is just a passerby to the blue sky.

Passers-by didn't need to take it to heart, so Lan Tian didn't care about it after taking the bottle of pill and looking at it.

Slashing Pill: Used for healing, it can quickly recover from injuries and get out of a state of serious injury.

Restriction of use: Only if severely injured

There are a total of nine Void Cutting Pills, which are the unique healing pills of the True Martial Sword Sect, these nine are all on the sword god's body, but now they are all left to the blue sky.

For the Sword God, he didn't need this elixir.

There are only two outcomes of being an enemy of him, either he dies or the enemy dies.

His sword has no way to retreat, only life and death are downcast, and he is indomitable.

It's a pity that his swordsmanship is not strong enough, so a third result appeared on Lan Tian.

That bottle of Void Slashing Pill was the price he paid for wiping his sword with the blue sky...

However, for Lan Tian, this bottle of elixir is dispensable and of little use.

However, the price of that sword is enough.

In the afternoon, the sun was scorching and the cicadas were singing.

The hall was calm again.

Zhu Qingliu drank wine to himself, glass after glass.

Bai Xingxing smiled and waited quietly, 100,000 taels of silver, there will always be someone who will be tempted.

Lan Tian looked at the table full of delicacies and thought about whether to leave now.

But even if he is gone now, trouble will still come up after all, so just take a look.

The fat and thin old man was still indifferent, eating and drinking wine with an expressionless face.

No one knew what they were for, but their identities had already been recognized.

The two elders of Xuan Ming!

This Xuanming Second Elder is not the other Xuanming Erling, but one thing in common is that they are cultivating the same "Xuanming Divine Palm", which is a master among NPCs.

With the evolution of the way of heaven and the improvement of NPC intelligence, players gradually pay more and more attention to NPCs until they can no longer ignore them.

Just like at this moment, except for Lan Tian, who is a player, most of the rest are NPCs.

They're like players...

Although the two elders of Xuan Ming are very strong, there are no weak people here.

At some point, there was a sudden addition of a person in the shadows in the corner of the hall.

A handsome little boy who silently hugged his knees and tightened, blinked his cute eyes, and looked a little timid.

The little boy seemed frightened, and he didn't know when he appeared in that corner.

The strangest thing is that the little boy's sense of existence is very low, he is obviously there, he can see it, but he can't feel it strangely, as if it doesn't exist.

It's a somewhat uncomfortable feeling.

If the little boy didn't speak, no one would notice that there was a person in the corner of the hall.

And now I noticed it because the little boy suddenly spoke.

"As long as you let those two old men get out of here, can you get that money?"

The cautious tone can't help but make people pity.

Bai Xingxing seemed to have thought of something, the smile on his face was even kinder, and he said softly: "That's right." ”

The little boy looked hesitant, his little hand grabbed the corner of his clothes tightly, and said, "That... What if the two old grandfathers died? ”

Bai laughed happily, took out a stack of silver tickets from his arms again, and said, "If anyone can kill them, the two hundred thousand taels will be theirs." ”

Hearing this, the little boy's eyes lit up and said, "Really? ”

Bai happily said, "Really." ”

There are no weaklings here, so the little boy is not an ordinary little boy.

If you can't make everyone present notice and unnoticed, how can it be an ordinary little boy...

None of the players knew the boy.

There are very few people in the NPC who know little boys, but only few, not none.

It just so happened that Bai Xingxing recognized the little boy, and the two elders of Xuan Ming recognized the little boy as well.

Legend has it that after death, people will go down to the underworld, drink Meng Po soup, see King Yama, and reincarnate.

The legend is not true, but in this river and lake, there really exists in the underworld.

However, that place is not called the underworld, but the secluded house.

No one knows where the Youfu is, and even the existence of the Youfu is rarely known.

Bai Xingxing once accidentally saw the record of the secluded mansion, and he was deeply impressed and remembered it in his heart.

It is said that there are ten halls of Yama in the Youfu, and nine ghosts...

That place is very mysterious, there are very few records of the Ten Palaces of Yama and the Ghost Spirit, and the only one that is more detailed is the nine ghosts.

The nine ghosts, each different, are divided into: evil ghosts, drunkards, lustful ghosts, gambling ghosts, money grubbers, cowards, starving ghosts, hanged ghosts, and unlucky ghosts.

This was the first time he had met the ghost of the Hidden Mansion, and if he guessed correctly, the little boy was a coward who was one of the nine ghosts.

The reason why I can recognize it is because the little boy feels so weird, such a strange sense of existence, only the rumored person in the secluded mansion can have it...

Different from Bai Xingxing's relaxed freehand, the face of the fat and thin old man has long changed.

No one knows how hesitant and struggling they are in their hearts at the moment.

Do you want to go or stay?

The two looked at each other silently, and finally chose to stay.

Seeing this, Bai Xingxing suddenly became curious, curious why the two of them still didn't leave.

The nine lonely souls and wild ghosts in the Hidden Mansion are not idle.

What is it that makes these two people never leave...

At the same time, the little boy got up and left the corner of the hall, like a frightened little white rabbit, and cautiously walked towards the fat and thin old man...