"The ancestor himself said that in the West, there is an old enemy of the Chinese clan!" Hu Xuefeng recalled. "The ultimate task of every sword that goes to the West is to destroy it. ”

"Thousands of years ago, the people of the Sword Pavilion had already been to the West?" Ye Mu felt a little unbelievable when he heard this.

In historical records, Zheng He of the Ming Dynasty was the pioneer of the Age of Discovery, and was the first human to cross by boat.

According to Hu Xuefeng, the Sword Pavilion was founded before the Ming Dynasty.

Could it be that the warriors at that time were already able to cross the endless ocean and go to the far west with their physical bodies alone?

Hearing Hu Xuefeng's words, countless messy clues alternately entwined in Ye Mu's mind, but they were like a mirage, and he couldn't understand the truth behind it.

Kunlun Immortal Palace, the aura disappears, and the sword crosses westward, what is the connection?

In Ye Mu's eyes, the earth seemed to be covered with a veil, and there were countless secrets hidden underneath, and the more he knew, the more doubts he had.

There is also Shen Tuxiong's portable sword, and the text on it is also a small seal used in the Qin Dynasty of China, what kind of existence is the Chinese civilization?

Ye Mu's mind was racing rapidly, his aura flashed, and pieces of broken clues were intertwined, but he couldn't connect them together no matter what.

"The skills of our ancestors are definitely unimaginable to people today. Hu Xuefeng's eyes yearned, and he said lightly. "With the disappearance of the aura, the Huaxia warrior will never return to the glory of the past!"

"What is the so-called old enemy of China?"

It is really incomprehensible that China has been in contact with the West thousands of years ago and has also formed a hatred with it.

"I don't know about it. Hu Xuefeng shook his head and said. "My master may be the only one who knows now, but no one knows where he is now. The sword that the Sword Pavilion has insisted on for thousands of years should be coming to an end in this generation!"

Hu Xuefeng's face was complicated, and he only felt a little empty in his heart.

"Then your senior brother, is it because of this incident that you defected?"

Ye Mu frowned slightly and continued to ask.

"That's right. ”

Hu Xuefeng nodded in agreement and sighed. "The Sword Pavilion has been inherited for thousands of years, and none of the swords of Xidu can come back, and they are all buried in the West. My senior brother was afraid of becoming a sword, so he secretly left the mountain gate. ”

Ye Mu asked, "Didn't your master want you to become a sword and hand over the position of pavilion master to your senior brother?"

"But my senior brother doesn't think so!" Hu Xuefeng said with a glance at Biyue in his hand. "Since I was a child, my master has passed on the symbol of the Sword Pavilion, the Biyue Sword, to me. For so many years, my senior brother has always believed that my master intends to hand over the position of pavilion master to me, so that he can become a sword. ”

"My senior brother was afraid of death, so he went down the mountain quietly three years ago, and he has not been found yet. Hu Xuefeng said this, with a wry smile on his face. "What he didn't know was that my master did it for reasons that he didn't think. ”

"A thousand years ago, each generation of swords cultivated to the heavens. If they are in the rivers and lakes of China, they are all characters who can dominate the scene. Hu Xuefeng's tone was admiring, extremely yearning. "That's it, they didn't complete the final task of Jianzi's westward crossing, and you can imagine the horror of those people in the West. ”

Later, even the old ancestor sighed that there was no hope of revenge, and finally left with regret. ”

"But the previous pavilion masters did not give up, and still continued the task of Jianzi's westward crossing, and Jianzi died one after another. After the Ming Dynasty, the aura disappeared completely, the Chinese martial arts showed weakness, and the Sword Pavilion also collapsed, and there was no hope of killing the old enemy of the West. ”

"My uncle, my cultivation is not as good as me at this time. But twenty years ago, I still went to the West as if I was going home, and there is no news so far, so I am afraid that it is also more auspicious. ”

Hu Xuefeng's face was full of sadness, and he continued: "In my generation and my senior brother's generation, my master handed over Biyue to me with the last glimmer of hope. Hopefully, when I become an adult, I will go to the West to increase my chances of success. ”

"But because of this incident, my senior brother decided that my master wanted to hand over the position of pavilion master to me, so he secretly left the mountain gate. ”

Ye Mu said: "Did the master tell you where that group of people is?"

Hu Xuefeng shook his head and said, "After my senior brother left, my master's heart was like ashes, and he thought that there was no point in crossing the sword to the west, so he never mentioned this matter to me again. Let me go down the mountain to find the person who broke the sword, hoping to make the Sword Pavilion grow and pass it on. The task of the sword crossing to the west, my master has completely given up!"

Speaking of this, Hu Xuefeng suddenly knelt down on one knee, took out a ring from his arms, and asked Ye Mu loudly:

"You cut off Biyue with a sword, and you have met the conditions. This ghost ring is a token that has been passed down by the Sword Pavilion for thousands of years, as long as you wear it, from now on, you will be the new pavilion master of the Sword Pavilion!"

Ye Mu glanced at it lightly and asked Hu Xuefeng, "After I become the pavilion master, what requirements do I have?"

"There are no requirements, but there will be some benefits!"

Hu Xuefeng said respectfully.

"The Sword Pavilion Ancestor once left a sword codex, and only those who become the Pavilion Master are qualified to cultivate. Although the aura is now gone, and it is no longer possible to cultivate, the sword skills contained in it should be useful to you. ”

When Ye Mu heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up!

"Moreover, as a sword of the Sword Pavilion, I will also take your lead in the future. ”

"And for you, there are no hard and fast requirements. ”

Hu Xuefeng looked at Ye Mu and continued.

"If possible, I hope you can develop and grow the Sword Pavilion and pass it on forever, this is the greatest gift to us!"

Seeing that Ye Mu was indifferent on his face, Hu Xuefeng held the ring high and said in a sincere tone:

"The Sword Pavilion has been passed down to the present day, and it has been silently fighting against the old enemies of China for thousands of years! If you can accept it, I believe that the previous pavilion masters have spirits in the sky, and they will also be grateful to you!"

There was no trace of fluctuation on Ye Mu's face, staring at the ring on Hu Xuefeng's hand.

Hu Xuefeng remained motionless, waiting for Ye Mu to make a decision.

With a slight smile, Ye Mu took the ring in his hand and said to Hu Xuefeng: "Okay, I accept it!"

The other Ye Mu didn't care, but the sword code that Hu Xuefeng said had an infinite attraction to Ye Mu.

The cultivation techniques of the mythical martial arts era are exactly what Ye Mu wants!

Seeing Ye Mu agree, Hu Xuefeng's heart instantly became steady, he knelt directly on his knees and kowtowed three times to Ye Mu.

"Bang Bang Bang"

"Hu Xuefeng, the fifty-second generation sword of the Sword Pavilion, meet the new Pavilion Master!"