In another room not far from Xuanyi, a middle-aged monk gently closed the doors and windows after witnessing everything, and he returned to the inner room to report: "Senior brother, Zhenlong is gone, Zhenwu took a weapon and chased him out for some reason. ”

Hearing this, the Zen Master Jingnian on the couch opened his eyes, and his narrow eyes shone with a fine light: "He has searched for all ten disciples." ”

"Yes!" The middle-aged monk smiled bitterly, "Except for Zhenru who avoided it, the other nine people all met him." ”

Jing Nian gently put down the Buddha beads in his hand: "I don't know how many people can resist his temptation?"

The middle-aged monk whispered: "After all, it is His Royal Highness the Prince, as long as he offers a price, there must be few people who can not be tempted." ”

"Yes!" Jing Nian sighed: "The most important thing is that wealth touches people's hearts!" Perhaps only a small number of the younger generation of disciples can devote themselves to the Buddha and stick to their original hearts without losing them.

Seeing that Jingnian seemed to be in deep thought and speechless for a long time, the middle-aged monk asked in a low voice, "Senior brother, we don't care about this matter." ”

Jing Nian opened his mouth, but finally turned into a sigh: "The abbot has already explained, let's let it go." ”

In fact, he didn't say a word in his heart: Presumably, the real idea of the abbot is not to put all his eggs in one basket, the imperial court is the imperial court after all, and the martial arts gang sect that overrides the imperial court has not appeared for hundreds of years.

He was a little distracted, leaving the stunned middle-aged monk alone. I went straight back to the house.

The night is like ink, Xuanyi's body is athletic and walks through the dark, and his excellent night vision ability allows him to avoid all obstacles without slowing down. With the sound of the wind whistling in his ears, Xuanyi enjoyed the feeling of galloping.

A moment later, Xuan Yi faintly felt an extremely rich cloud of yin qi moving rapidly in front of him.

Xuanyi took a deep breath and consumed 1 point of divine power to recover the exhausted internal force, and then urged the internal force with all his strength, and as the speed skyrocketed again, a thin and fleeing black shadow in front of him slowly entered the field of vision.

"Found you!" Xuan Yi smiled coldly, and the whole person flew up like a big peng, flashing and moving over the head of the black shadow to block its way.

"Hey!" the black shadow monster screamed, and the whole person pressed against the ground and attacked the three ways under the Xuanyi.

Xuanyi slammed the demon pestle to the ground, and exhaled in a deep voice: "Shock!" The Angry Eyes Vajra Martial Sutra was instantly activated, and the golden light on the surface of Xuanyi's body illuminated the dark and gloomy woods here, and also shone on the frightened face of the black shadow.

"Boom!" the strange blade in the black shadow's hand was easily blocked by Xuanyi, and he screamed and quickly retreated. Without noticing it for a while, Xuanyi's shock force was fed back into his body along the weapon, instantly injuring him.

"Phew!" the black shadow spit out a mouthful of blood foam hatefully and secretly called unlucky, this vajra temple bald donkey in front of him is simply a freak, the body and soul that he relied on to become famous have never been forced to be so embarrassed for many years, no matter how he changes his route, this kid can bite tightly until he is exhausted and is caught up.

Xuanyi put away the Heavenly Eye as early as when he found the trace of the black shadow, and put on a diamond-shaped jade pendant on his forehead to cover the strange Heavenly Eye.

His eyes glowed green, and he slowly approached the black shadow: "Hidden head and tail rat! As he spoke, Xuanyi launched a scanning command to him, but found that all the information of the man in black was a question mark, as if he was wearing something on his body that could block Xuanyi's investigation.

"Hahaha!" The black shadow's hoarse voice laughed strangely: "Little monk, I advise you to let me go obediently! ”

Xuanyi turned a deaf ear, ignoring the arrogant attitude of the black shadow, and instead clenched the demon pestle in his hand: "Since you don't say it, let me let you speak yourself!"

"Boom!" Two almost inaudible sounds of breaking the air sounded, and Xuanyi, who was on guard, hurriedly waved the demon pestle to block, and the two crossbow arrows fell in response, and the huge strength actually shook Xuanyi's fingers sore.

I want to escape!" Xuanyi suddenly rushed towards the place where the black shadow was, but he was still a step too slow.

The black shadow put one hand on the other person's shoulder, and made an arrogant throat-cutting gesture towards Xuanyi: "Zhenwu little bald donkey, you remember it for me, my dark ghost uncle will cut off your head sooner or later to be a night pot!"

The black shadow and the person who answered disappeared in a few ups and downs, and Xuanyi hesitated for a moment, giving up his intention to continue the pursuit.

Who the hell is it that actually knows my name, Xuanyi was surprised in his heart, and secretly remembered the name of the dark ghost.

In the next few days, Xuanyi continued to change his identity between the two bodies, and he seemed to be at ease, and the time for the opening of the sword mound finally came.

Because of the "sale" of Zhenwu's qualification to enter the Sword Shrine to the True Dragon, Xuanyi locked up his second body in the Vajra Temple to meditate, and the soul was able to return to the body to participate in the Sword Shrine journey. Under the guidance of the disciples of the Cosmos Sword Sect, the qualified teams slowly gathered in a valley in the hinterland of the Sword Sect.

Nearly a hundred people gathered at the entrance of the valley, and from time to time there was a low sound of conversation in the procession, although there were many people, the sound was not noisy and noisy. Many of the older gangsters who had experience in entering the Sword Shrine were whispering warnings to newcomers with eager faces.

Xue Rongxuan and his entourage were standing at the head of the team looking at the direction they were coming from as if they were waiting for something, and after a while, the sound of thunderous horses' hooves sounded, and a small group of black-armored knights in the distance entered everyone's sight.

It's His Royal Highness King Shin!

He lightly turned over and dismounted, and his eyes swept through the crowd for a few times before he walked in front of the head Xue Rongxuan.

"Master Xue!" Hong Yeran held up the Chinese book in his hand and handed it to Xue Rongxuan, and people with excellent eyesight could even clearly see a huge "Wu" character on the cover of the document and the royal totem of the five-clawed golden dragon.

Xue Rongxuan knelt down on one knee and took the document with both hands, carefully opened it and checked it again, although this document had been roughly read once that day, but Xue Rongxuan did not dare to be sloppy, and handed the document back to Hong Yeran after repeatedly confirming that it was correct.

Xue Rongxuan lightly raised his voice and announced loudly: "Fellow martial artists, the representatives of the nine major gangs and the imperial court who entered the Sword Shrine this time have all arrived, a total of one hundred people!"

Then he continued to talk about the relevant precautions, it turned out that there was a pool of highly toxic miasma in the sword mound, which would occur once every three days, and once it was contaminated, it was basically dead and lifeless, so it was necessary to evacuate the sword mound within three days.

The members of the major gangs who have obtained the qualification to enter the Sword Shrine brought all their dry food, drank water, prepared enough weapons and equipment, received the Sword Shrine map at the entrance, and signed the life and death certificate, and then entered in turn.

As the saying goes: life and death have a destiny and wealth are in the sky, as for whether each person has an adventure or a death in Huangquan depends on their own creation.

Xuanyi entered the sword mound with the Scarlet Alliance team, and behind him were a group of disciples of the Ethereal Cloud Smoke Pavilion, as for the letter king Hong Yeran and his party stood at the end of the line, Hong Yeran fiddled his fingers and looked at the crowd of people who entered the sword mound impatiently, his eyes locked on the group of people in the King Kong Temple, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.