After staring at the waterhole for a long time, Wang Hao saw the mystery.

It turned out that in this pool, there was already a path paved with stone piers, but it was only covered by the water flow, so it could not be seen.

Wang Hao stepped on the "water" and followed the Jin Ghost Valley.

Airplanes......

As Jin Guigu stretched out his hand and pressed on the waterfall, the water rippled and spread layer by layer, revealing a hole hidden behind the waterfall.

Behind the entrance of the cave is a deep passage.

On both sides of the stone wall, there are lamps made of skulls, and walking in the passage makes people feel like they have stepped on a ghost road in the underworld.

Not long after, Jin Guigu took Wang Hao to the end of the passage.

In front of me, the roots of the trees are like dragons winding and coiling. The thick roots of the trees are taller than people, like dragons lurking in the ground, and there are many vines breeding, which makes people wonder, how tall should the trees on the ground be?

"To become a Hell Pavilion killer, the most important thing is to pass the heart test. ”

As you go deeper, you feel like you've entered a world of trees, with thick roots intertwined, and from time to time you can see huge insects, butterflies, and lizards crawling. And among the heavy intertwined tree whiskers, there sat an old man in a gray robe, with his hair hanging down to the ground, and I don't know how many years he had been sitting, as if he had blended with the roots of the surrounding trees, and his eyes were closed, like a tree sculpture in the twilight.

"Get put to the test. Jin Guigu said.

Wang Hao sat in front of the gray-robed old man as he said.

The gray-robed old man stretched out his thin palm like a branch, passed through the drooping tree whiskers, and pressed it on Wang Hao's head.

In an instant, Wang Hao felt his heart tremble, like a calm water surface, touched by an external force, with bursts of ripples, and a mysterious and ethereal feeling emerged from the depths of his heart.

It's a novel experience.

Even though it has been twelve years since he came to this world, Wang Hao has never had this kind of experience.

I heard that some people are born with keen inspiration and have a special insight into people's hearts, and even have insight into human nature.

Presumably, this gray-robed old man is this kind of person.

After a while.

The gray-robed old man slowly withdrew his palm.

Then he nodded.

"Trouble Pei Lao. Jin Guigu gestured to the gray-robed old man, and immediately said to Wang Hao: "You have passed the test, follow me to the underground pavilion." ”

I didn't see what Jin Guigu did, on the ground, lines lit up, and light emerged, enveloping him and Wang Hao in it.

Swish!

Wang Hao and Jin Guigu both disappeared in place.

was teleported.

In the hollow of the tree, a little streamer flew and dispersed.

The gray-robed old man slowly opened his eyes.

Several butterflies flew and landed on the old man's head, shoulders, knees, and palms, and their colorful wings were closed one by one, gorgeous and picturesque.

"What a good seedling. ”

The gray-robed old man chuckled.

A burst of light flickered, and when Wang Hao came back to his senses, he found that he had come to the underground.

Looking around, Wang Hao couldn't help but open his mouth, and his eyes showed a look of amazement and shock.

In the middle of this earth, there is a town that cannot be seen. As far as the eye can see, the houses are lined up one after another, stretching in groups, and the ball lanterns float in the air, like stars, shining as bright as day. The bluestone road is crisscrossed, people come and go, someone has a cloth bag tied around his waist, along the way, a drop of blood oozes from the bag, dripping on the ground, I don't know if it is a killer, just killed the target, came to deliver the task.

Not far away, beside the gate, there was a huge black tiger mount, several meters high, like a small mountain.

Who would have thought that there was such a hidden city within a city under Furi City!

In the past, in the books and codex, and various rumors, Wang Hao heard about the secrets of the underground dynasty, Wang Hao had a trace of yearning in his heart, and now he witnessed with his own eyes that this is only a branch located in Furi City, which is enough to make people sigh that this trip is worth it.

Jin Guigu took Wang Hao through Yuanmen and entered the town.

Walk all the way to the bluestone road.

"Giggles, Lao Jin, bring a newcomer here? You even bring a newcomer, it's really a novelty!"

On the way, a woman met head-on, covered her mouth lightly, and said to Jin Guigu.

"Yo! It's still a little fresh meat. ”

The woman was wearing a loose multicolored robe, revealing a large area of snow-white skin like jade, with a sultry posture, and her right hand stretched out from the sleeve and touched Wang Hao's cheek.

Seeing the woman's outstretched palm, Wang Hao was startled.

Her palms are all white bones, and the long bone joints are flowing with a white glow, which makes people palpitate to see.

"Lady Bones, what are you kidding with children. ”

Jin Guigu stretched out his hand and brushed away the woman's palm.

"Lao Jin, you are still so incomprehensible, it's really disappointing!" The woman's waist twisted, and in the midst of giggles, her figure turned around, and she drifted away like a white cloud.

Looking at the woman in the distance, the corners of Wang Hao's mouth raised slightly.

Jin Guigu looked at Wang Hao and asked, "What are you laughing at?"

"I think the Hell Pavilion will suit me very well, I like it very much. ”

Wang Hao thought about it, said, and strode out.

Jin Guigu was stunned.

Scold.

Immediately, the corners of his mouth twitched.

Children, what do you know?

Subsequently, Jin Guigu took Wang Hao to a stone house.

The furnishings of the stone house are very simple, with an iron sword hanging on the wall, a stone bed, an old sword book on it, and nothing else.

"In three days, comprehend the basic sword spectrum, and if you can comprehend it, accept the entrance test. Otherwise, you don't have the perceptive qualifications you need to become a Hellcourt Killer. ”

Jin Guigu left Wang Hao alone in the stone house.

Wang Hao sat on the stone bed, picked up the sword book, and flipped it open.

This is a basic sword book at the own level, which introduces the basic swordsmanship such as stabbing, slashing, lifting, checking, pointing, collapsing, picking, and wiping. These sword techniques, improved by the Hell Pavilion, have become more accurate and efficient.

Martial arts skills are divided into heaven, earth, and human ranks. Each level can be divided into five levels: elementary, intermediate, high, Hinayana and Mahayana.

This basic sword book, which has been improved by the Hell Pavilion, has reached the level of a human-level intermediate level.

A stab, a pick, a mention and a slash, all of them are killing skills.

Soon, Wang Hao was immersed in the sword spectrum.

I don't know if it's because of the sword pool, the moment he got the sword spectrum, Wang Hao felt that he seemed to have a mysterious connection with swordsmanship. Every move, every change, seems so vivid and flexible in front of you, as if you can empathize with people and have spirituality.

In the stone house, Wang Hao has one person and one sword, and time passes slowly.

Sonor!

Wang Hao took off the iron sword hanging on the wall and shook it slightly.

Piercing with a sword.

The sneer sounded, like a beam of invisible sword qi, breaking through the air and galloping away.

Wang Hao stepped out, and the iron sword in his hand stabbed again.

A sword is faster than a sword!

Thorn, slash, lift, grid, point, collapse...... The iron sword in Wang Hao's hand changed, from being slightly jerky at the beginning, to gradually becoming familiar, and the person and the sword gradually blended, as if they had become one.

The sword aura in the stone house is rampant.

It doesn't get cold anymore.