The layout of the second layer is the same as the first layer, but to Zige's relief, the guardians of the second layer are not a strange race, but like him, they are all authentic human races, an old man with a long sword on his back.

"It's been hundreds of years, is anyone finally here? Young man, you have passed the first layer with the potential of a martial king, and it seems that you have some ability. But your cultivation is too low, and you can't pass the old man's level. The old man with the sword didn't do it immediately, maybe it was because he had been trapped for too long, and he finally saw a living person and wanted to talk to relieve his boredom.

Zige is naturally happy to be in it, these are all people from the Ninth Age, and if you talk about it more, you may be able to get some unexpected information: "I don't know what the predecessors call it, why are you trapped here?"

"Is the old man's name too long, I don't remember, you call the old man the sword. The old man said slowly, "Back then, the Emperor of War was still in the royal realm, provoking me [Sword Pavilion] and injuring many disciples of my Sword Pavilion. I never thought that I would be defeated by him, and the Emperor of War deserves to be the Emperor of War!"

Jian Lao sighed, immediately looked at Zige, and said, "Young man, with your strength, it is difficult to think about the old man!"

Zige smiled: "The old sword is a shot." ”

"Oh, it looks like you're confident. Do you know that the people of my Sword Pavilion will see blood when the sword comes out. Jian Lao was a little surprised, in his opinion, Zige, who only had the qualifications of a martial king, should not be so calm.

Actually, what Zige was thinking was: A rat clan just popped out, and now there is a sword pavilion, where do I know what sword pavilion sword pavilion is! Could it be a very famous martial clan on the mainland?

Of course, Zige learned wisely and didn't say these words, otherwise another emotional out-of-control, Wu Yuanli would run wildly, and he would be hurt in the end.

Zige hooked the corners of his mouth and said: "Jian Lao said so much, but he never made a move on the kid, I think, Jian Lao should have other purposes." Although I don't use a sword, I have also heard a saying, a swordsman, a gentleman also. If the sword elder has something to say, he might as well say it directly. ”

"Good boy, such a keen insight!" the old man praised him, "Since this is the case, the old man will speak directly." The old man wants to make a sword covenant with you, if you can take the old man's sword, you will win. ”

"Such a good thing, I don't know what price the old man wants the kid to pay?" Zige didn't agree immediately, he knew that there was no pie in the sky, and if he wanted to get it, he had to pay.

"Don't be arrogant or impatient, be thoughtful, it's a pity that you don't learn swords. The old man doesn't need you to pay anything, you just need to tell the old man about the current situation of the Sword Pavilion. The old man is the quasi-emperor qualification, he became a martial king at the age of twenty, and was suppressed here by the war emperor at the age of forty, and he is not allowed to practice martial arts, and now eight hundred and fifty-six years have passed. ”

"It's a pity that the rules are limited, the age is not more than a thousand, and the old man's time is short, I'm afraid he won't be able to get out in this life. The Sword Pavilion is the old man's home, young man, and you tell the old man everything you know about the Sword Pavilion. The old man promised that only one sword would be used, and it would not be difficult to survive this sword with your potential. ”

Zige knows that there is no such thing as a free lunch in the world. Although he is sure to make a profit and lose money in such a transaction, the problem now is that he has never heard of any Sword Pavilion at all!

Zige sighed and said, "Sword Elder, in fact, the kid hasn't heard of any Sword Pavilion. You think it's only been eight hundred and fifty-six years, but in fact, the Ninth Age has already perished, and it is now the post-martial era of the Tenth Age. The nine-story battle tower is actually in the Emperor of War's tomb. ”

"What? The War Emperor is dead! The Ninth Era is gone! This is impossible, my Sword Pavilion is one of the top forces in the continent and the pillar of the human race, how could it be possible that it will perish together with the Era!" As Zige expected, Jian Lao was emotional, but fortunately he did not collapse, otherwise Zige would have been ready to hide far away.

"Please calm down. Zige said in a deep voice, "Maybe it's just that the kid is lonely and unheard, and he has never heard of the name of the Sword Pavilion." ”

"Impossible!" Sword Elder said angrily, the long sword behind him buzzed, "The name of the Sword Pavilion, the Mighty Continent, who doesn't know who doesn't know!"

After Jian Lao finished speaking, he suddenly quieted down, not knowing what he was thinking, and Zige also didn't speak. Although he couldn't empathize with the mood of the Rat King and the Sword Elder, he could understand it, thinking that it was just a hundred years in a hurry, but he didn't expect it to be a vicissitudes of life. The outside world is no longer the world they know, whether it is the rat clan, or the casually mentioned three-tailed cat clan, or the mysterious Sword Pavilion, there is no trace of them in the outside world, and it is the human race that rules this world, and it is the large and small martial clans.

After a long time, the old man showed a tired look and said, "Young man, can you tell the old man your name." ”

"Mozi Song. Zige replied.

"Good. Old man Tuoda, call you a song boy, can you?"

"Jian Lao is a senior, so naturally he can. ”

"Good. Jian Lao smiled with relief, "Zige boy, I'll wait for sword cultivation, and I'll make a promise." Since he promised you, the old man only took out a sword. The old man looked at your breath, and his cultivation was the eighth order of the Shi Realm, so he used the power of the first order of the Shi Realm to make a sword, and you have to take it. ”

"That ......" Zige scratched his head shyly, "It doesn't seem like a good thing." ”

"What's the matter? Could it be that you still want the old man to lower his cultivation? Young people should be frank and enterprising, how can they follow those evil paths!" Jian Lao showed displeasure and said angrily.

"Sword Lao, I didn't mean that. Zige hurriedly explained, "I mean, can the sword elder use the strength of the ninth order of the division realm to draw a sword?"

"What?, the ninth order of the division realm!" "Jian Lao was taken aback, "Zige boy, you don't want to die?"

"It's not ......" Zige couldn't explain clearly, and directly released Wu Yuanli, and punched Jian Lao.

Jian Lao grabbed Zige's fist, stared at Zige with surprised eyes, and blurted out: "You are the eighth order of the Shi realm! No, you are the eighth order of the Shi realm!"

The sword elder who reacted let go of Zige's fist and laughed: "Okay, good! My human race has reappeared in the sky, why worry about the immortality of the hundred races!"

Zige kindly reminded: "Sword Elder, there are no more hundred races outside, there are only human races and demon beasts in the Jiwu Continent, and the human race is the master of the continent. ”

"Is that so? Wow! Although my Sword Pavilion is not there, all the races are also dead, and the human race is prosperous, which should be a great joy in life!"

Zige was infected by this laughter, and thought: Although this old man may be a little short-sighted, and he wanted to stand up for his juniors but was suppressed by the Emperor of War, but listening to his words, in the past, the continent should have coexisted with all races, and the human race was not strong. This old man learned that now that the human race is the mainstay, he can even let go of the disappearance of the Sword Pavilion, but he is also a frank, open, and straightforward old man.

After laughing, Jian Lao looked at Zige with blazing eyes, and said: "Zige boy, although the hundred clans are dead, they are not stiff when they die. You have such a talent, and you should also remember that there are people outside of people, and there are heavens outside of heaven. This sword, the old man will let you see, the former glory of my Sword Pavilion!"

Zige took a few steps back, made a formal martial arts salute, and said, "Please give advice to your seniors." ”

The sword elder's momentum changed, one moment he was still a kind old man, and the next moment he was already a faintly unsheathed sword.

"Here comes the sword!"

With a loud shout, the long sword behind the old man slammed, suddenly came out of its sheath, and was held in the hand of the old man, and the breath of the person and the sword was the same, as if the sword of man was one.

"The name of this sword is [Haoran], which takes the meaning of heaven and earth Haoran righteousness. My master once said that those who hold this sword need to bear righteousness. I have been trapped in the battle tower for 856 years, there is no sound of chaos, I am calm and calm, and I have realized a sword move, please give advice. ”

Zige held his breath and concentrated, the moment the old sword held the sword, cold sweat oozed from his forehead, and before he could take out the sword, Zige felt the fierce sword qi enveloping him.

A drop of sweat slid down from his forehead to the tip of his nose, ticking—

"Season. ”

Beads of sweat shattered on the ground, and the long sword pierced Zige's throat.

"I lost. The old sword took his sword back into its scabbard.

The "Zige" that was pierced through the throat drifted away with the wind, and the real Zige stood behind Jian Lao, a pair of fists less than a finger away from Jian Lao.

Afterimage!

Jian Lao showed no mercy, in the last ten-thousandth moment, Zige felt a strong life and death crisis, every drop of blood and every pore on his body told him that if he couldn't dodge this sword, the consequences would be...... Die!

In the face of life and death, people often burst out with incredible power, and Zige also broke through the limit at the last moment. stepped on the sky and went to the next level, leaving an afterimage in place, and the deity had already appeared behind Jian Lao.

Zige withdrew his fist, and when he relaxed, his sweat was like a flood that opened the floodgates, soaking his clothes in the blink of an eye. Until now, he still felt a little afraid, because the strength that Jian Lao burst out was not the ninth order of the division realm, but the first order of the general realm!

"Sword Elder, didn't you say that your sword cultivation is a good word, I really almost died in your hands just now!" Zige muttered, his tone a little dissatisfied.

Whoever walks on the road of reincarnation will be dissatisfied, and if one is not careful, it will not be a walk!

The old man laughed and said, "Zige boy, the old man promised you only one sword, but he didn't promise you to use the ninth order of the master realm to make a sword." ”

Zige rolled his eyes and said secretly: The old guy counts you ruthless! You are amazing, I can't beat you now, I must pit you back in the future!

The old man saw Zige's dissatisfaction, and said: "Zige boy, aren't you not dead! Besides, if it weren't for the old man's sword, I wouldn't have been able to find out that your kid actually has a body martial art, and let you break through the limit, speaking of which, you should thank the old man." Haha!"

Zige hated itchy, but there was no way to refute it, after all, what the old sword said was crooked, and that also accounted for the word "reason", if it weren't for that sword, Zige's stepping on the sky would not be so easy to go further.

"Zige boy, you should go, the old man will give you a last word. Jian Lao suddenly said solemnly.

Zige gave up his hand to show his deafness.

"Between life and death, there is great creation. "The old words of the sword are beautiful, and they are deafening.

Zige was shocked, and the fog that has been shrouded in my heart these days seems to be melting like ice and snow, and the clouds are visible. He bowed deeply and said, "The teachings of the old sword, Zige is remembered in his heart. ”

"The children can be taught. Jian Lao smiled with relief, "Go ahead." ”

Zige bowed his hand again before stepping on the stairs to the third floor.

"If this son is born in the Ninth Age and enters my Sword Pavilion, the War Emperor will have enemies!" the Sword Elder exclaimed, raising Zige to the same status as the War Emperor.