"Xiao boy, don't say much, the old man has to go, the gate of the Sword Pavilion will open in three days, you can go up the mountain in advance now!"

"Thank you, Grandmaster!"

A bright light flashed, and Li Tianhao disappeared in front of Xiao Tian's eyes, and from beginning to end, Li Tianhao ignored the Sword Pavilion disciple just now.

"It seems that there should have been an accident, which made the Sword Pavilion Conference ahead of schedule!"

Looking at Li Tianhao's departing back, a streamer flashed in Xiao Tian's eyes.

In the blue sky, the clouds fluttered gently with the wind, and a ray of sunlight shone down, giving a touch of warmth to the ground, and the canyon path was leafy, and the long slanting branches of the ancient trees that covered the sky and green had extended over the road.

On the branches, a figure stood upright, his eyes fixed on the majestic Sword Pavilion in the distance.

"I said, second brother, what do you see when you stay up there for so long?" the fat man's lazy voice came from under the tree.

Xiao Tian's right foot was lightly clicked, and the whole person floated down like a fallen leaf.

"It seems that the news of the Sword Pavilion Conference being held ahead of schedule has already come out!" Xiao Tian's face was full of solemnity.

"Nonsense, second brother, you still need to say that I'm not blind, isn't it obvious to see so many people all heading towards the Sword Pavilion along the way?"

"However, I saw a familiar figure!"

"Look at your expression as if frost has hit an eggplant, who the hell can make you react so much!"

"Rebel Child!"

"What? It's him, why is he here? Now the Sword Pavilion is in trouble!"

"Isn't it just trouble, if my expectations are correct, the Sword Pavilion has now been targeted by the Futu Palace!"

"Just came to a killer alliance, and then came to a floating slaughter hall, it's really interesting!"

"Dead fatty, why do I listen to your words, it seems to be a little gloating?"

"Of course, second brother, don't you look at how these disciples of the Sword Pavilion treated us a few days ago?"

Xiao Tian shook his head, and muttered in his heart, Ling Long was kidnapped by someone and lost Long Xinyu, the black tiger team was wiped out, plus the city lord's mansion was destroyed, and the killer alliance was attacking, these things have already indicated the crisis of the Sword Pavilion, plus now that the people of the Futu Hall have appeared again, I am afraid that if the Sword Pavilion is a little careless, there will be a disaster of annihilation.

It has nothing to do with me whether the Sword Pavilion destroys the door or not, as long as Long'er can be safe and sound, it is enough!

"Second brother, you handed over the senior brother to Feng Yidao, is this reliable?"

"There's no way, Senior Brother is safest to follow him now, and I can't get out!"

"Can't get out, second, what are you going to do?"

"You'll know when you go up the mountain, this matter is definitely exciting, there is another thing I need you to complete, without you, this thing can't be completed!" Xiao Tian said solemnly.

Hearing this, the fat man's eyes were happy, and his face was full of pride, "What the hell is going on?

"It's very simple, I want you to keep an eye on the Heavenly Rebellion, secretly find out the purpose of their visit this time, and when the Sword Pavilion Conference is held, I need you to help me seize the Heavenly Sword!"

"What... Seize the Heavenly Sword?Second Brother, do you also want the Heavenly Sword!" The fat man's eyes were full of horror.

"Of course not, I'm not for myself this time?"

"Second, why is that?"

"In order to make it impossible for them to get the Heavenly Sword!" Xiao Tian finished speaking, a murderous aura leaked from his eyes.

"I see. The fat man suddenly realized and said solemnly, "Second brother, I won't hide it from you, before I come here again, I will forget it!"

"How is the hexagram?" Xiao Tian's eyes were full of questions.

"Yingfu guards, big murderer!" the fat man said solemnly, "And before going down the mountain, my master also calculated that the master of the Heavenly Sword is not you!"

"Fatty, didn't you say that everything related to me can't be calculated, how can your master figure out that it's not me!" Xiao Tian's face was full of doubts.

"That's right, I can't tell anything about you. Of course, my master can't do divination!However, we can divinate things that have nothing to do with you, and this heavenly sword is calculated by my master to be someone else's, so naturally it is not yours!" the fat man finished speaking, with a hint of banter in his eyes.

"I see, but, fat man, who is the owner of this sword?" Xiao Tian's eyes were full of interest.

"What's the matter?I'm interested!" the fat man raised his eyebrows and smiled, "After Master's divination, I got four hexagrams, and I didn't know what they meant after looking at them!"

"Hexagram, dead fatty, why did you say such important news?" Xiao Tian was annoyed.

"Second brother, this matter is too important, I must be cautious, Feng Yidao is with us, and he is a person from the Northern Frontier Pavilion, how can I say?"

"Okay... If you are polite, tell me quickly, which four hexagrams?"

"Nine heavens above Lingyun, empty into the Xuanmen and let it go, kill and exhaust the blue tears, and the sword will return to the law!"

"What do these four sentences mean?" Xiao Tian asked.

"I've been pondering the meaning of this hexagram all the way, and I still haven't figured it out!" the fat man's eyes were full of doubts.

"Forget it, let's not think about it yet, let's go to the Sword Pavilion first..."

On top of Sword Mountain, the terrain is open, and there is an ancient castle floating. The ancient castle is surrounded by white clouds, like a fairyland like clouds and mist, and Nanshan is the gate of the Sword Pavilion.

Above the door pavilion, there are two big characters written, Sword Pavilion!

The gate is built by the hardest Jiuxiao rock, and there is a simple long sword carved in the middle, the long sword carries the ancient sword intent, and the ancient sword is carved with complex formations, densely packed, and every pattern has a mysterious meaning.

In front of the stone gate, several sword-wielding disciples stood upright, their faces full of pride, and accepted the worship stickers of various sects.

"Your Majesty Ling Yulong has arrived..."

The middle-aged man led by him stepped forward, surrounded by a group of guards in front and behind.

The man had a handsome face with sword eyebrows, a lofty spirit, and a high-ranking momentum between his gestures.

"Senior Brother Ling, you're here!" the sword-wielding disciple's eyes lit up.

Ling Yulong's face was solemn, and he nodded towards the guards and walked inside.

"How could the Lord of this country enter the Sword Pavilion so easily?"

"You are really closed to news, do you know that Ling Yulong is the nephew of the Ling Pavilion Master and his apprentice!"

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"The protector general Chen stays here..."

The general at the head wore a red armor stomach and chased after him with a group of elite soldiers.

"Your Majesty, Weichen is here!"

"Chen Aiqing, why are you here?"

"Your Majesty, Weichen got the news that this conference is in danger, and the minister is really not at ease, so he came with elite soldiers to protect his armor!"

"Alas~, you also have a heart!"

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"The Northern Frontier Pavilion Wind handed over the sticker with a knife!"

Hearing the sword-wielding disciple shouting, everyone looked over.

"Look, that is the Shao Pavilion Master of the Northern Frontier Pavilion!"

"Where, where, let me see, sure enough!"

"Don't squeeze, don't squeeze..."

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