Fenghua solemnly faced, rolled his eyes, looked Xiao Tian up and down, and was entangled in his heart, whether to tell Xiao Tian about the prophecy.

"Pavilion Master, why do you need to be so cautious?"

In the study, Fenghua was silent for a long time, staring at Xiao Tian for a while, and Xiao Tian did not show weakness, raised his head and stared at Fenghua, staring at each other.

For a long time, Fenghua looked at Xiao Tian with a solemn face, and admonished, "Senior nephew Xiao, I will take you to a place, maybe it will help your cultivation, but you can't mention this matter to anyone!"

Xiao Tian nodded, his eyes full of doubt, and asked, "Where is it?"

"If you come with me, you'll know!" Fenghua walked over to the desk and gently twisted the research table on the table.

"Click~!"

The wall behind the screen was lifted in an instant, leaking out a dark tunnel.

Xiao Tian stood up and stared at the tunnel, his eyes were stunned for a while, and in the dark, he always felt that something was calling him in the tunnel.

"Do you have a sense?" Fenghua looked at Xiao Tian in surprise.

"Yes!" Xiao Tian nodded, puzzled, "Pavilion Master, where is the place ahead?" I can feel that something inside is calling me!"

Fenghua frowned, pondered for a while, and said solemnly, "Senior nephew Xiao, you must remember that what you saw today is just a dream! After going down the mountain, you have to forget it all, you know?"

Xiao Tian nodded, and as Fenghua entered the tunnel, bent left and right, passed through one dark path after another, and finally, walked out of the dark tunnel.

On the way forward, Xiao Tian could feel that the invisible vitality in the tunnel was permeating the air.

"Formation!" Xiao Tian muttered in his heart, "What is it?

Leaving the tunnel, the eyes suddenly opened,

Under the cliff of the back mountain, in a clearing, the snow is white, there are snowflakes falling in the sky, and on the cliff wall, four big characters are written "The place where the sword is buried!"

"Where the sword is buried?" Xiao Tian came back to his senses and said in surprise, "This is the sword mound?"

Fenghua looked at the sword mound, his eyes were full of complexity, he breathed a long sigh of relief, and said slowly, "This is the forbidden place of this gate, it is the sword mound left by the first generation of pavilion masters, the handwriting on the wall is written by him, and there is his sword intent remaining, how much you can comprehend, it all depends on yourself!"

The big characters on the stone wall instantly attracted Xiao Tian's mind.

Those four big characters, mysterious and mysterious, contain the mystery of heaven and earth, like the door of all wonders.

Four big characters, the strokes are abnormal, or horizontal or straight, or skimming or pinching, each stroke is like a long sword, some of the tip of the sword is facing up, some are down, some are oblique and want to fly, and some are about to fall.

Each sword seems to have the power to destroy the world.

Fenghua stood aside, looking at Xiao Tian, who was settled, and his heart was complicated.

What he did was because in the ancestral hall of the patriarch, the prophecy thousands of years ago, from the battle just now, Xiao Tian used at least five mystical arts, it is very likely that he is the person of prophecy, in case it is not the person of prophecy, befriending this kind of genius is not harmful for the Northern Frontier Pavilion, but unfortunately, this child is not a disciple of the Northern Frontier Pavilion.

In the sky, there was a burst of movement, and the aura in the sky was frantically injected into Xiao Tian's dantian.

Fenghua, the more you look at it, the more frightened you are, back then, when you took over the head of the house, you could understand the sword intent on the sword mound for three years in the sword mound facing the wall, but I never thought that this kid, just a few breaths, could understand the sword intent on the sword mound!

At this moment, in Xiao Tian's world, there was no sound of wind or breathing, everything was quiet and terrifying, and he himself seemed to disappear in the void, merging with the surrounding heaven and earth.

Suddenly, the big characters on the stone wall emitted a bright light, like a tadpole, reflected in the void, and everything between heaven and earth seemed to be solidified.

Tadpole Wen floated in the air, exactly four sentences.

"The first sword of the ice spirit fell into a meteor, the second sword of the ice spirit was frightened, the three swords of the ice spirit moved, and the four swords of the ice spirit fell into the universe. ”

Four big characters, each sword is a swordsmanship!

Xiao Tian silently read four sentences, and was distracted for a while.

At this moment, after the golden light, a phantom appeared, practicing swordsmanship, the long sword stabbed straight, like a river flowing into the sea, collapsing, turning to slash, like a hurricane sweeping over, or thorns or points, each sword contains a mystery, making people unavoidable.

Four swords, each sword contains the power of destroying the world, shaking Xiao Tian's mind.

With a move in his mind, Xiao Tian's Yuan Ying broke out of his body, stood in front of the sword mound, and practiced swordsmanship with the phantom.

In the void, Yuan Ying raised his sword fingers, and according to the route diagram, he connected the "hidden acupoint" in his hand with the "Qi Sea Acupoint" in the dantian.

"It turns out that the hidden hole can also run with Zhou Tian and serialization!"

The more he practiced, the more he integrated into it, the tadpole text in the void slowly integrated into the Yuan Baby, and the acupuncture points around Xiao Tian's body and the tendons and veins in his body melted into one, and his soul power increased exponentially.

Yuan Ying returned to his body, Xiao Tian opened his eyes suddenly, and a fine light burst out from his pupils.

Raise your sword finger and wave it gently, and the snowflakes falling in the sky slowly converge and turn into a human form, deducing the swordsmanship according to the exercise route diagram.

"Ice Soul Falls Meteor with a Sword"

The snowman sword pointed straight into the sky, and the sword qi shot out, and the heaven and earth shook, as if the whole sky was about to fall.

"Ice Spirit Swordsmanship!"

Fenghua's eyes were full of horror, looking at the sword intent of that sword, he was speechless in astonishment, this is the ice spirit swordsmanship of the first generation of pavilion masters, which has been lost for thousands of years, but he never thought that Xiao Tian could comprehend it from the sword intent.

"Ice Spirit Two Swords Ghost Horror!"

The snowman, turning into a cloud of water, disappeared above the ground, turned to move, floated into the sky, transformed again, swung the ice sword around, and stabbed out gently.

A strong wind blew, and the mountain opposite trembled as if it were about to collapse.

"It's... This... How is this possible?"

Fenghua looked at the snowman in the void, and trembled all over his body.

As the second sword stabbed out, Xiao Tian ran the Xuan Gong, closed his eyes and meditated, digesting the memories in his mind, the third sword and the fourth sword were the swordsmanship of the Golden Realm, and with his current cultivation, it was not enough to cultivate, so he had to give up.

Seven days later.

The snowflakes in the sky are slowly falling, and the sword mound in the back mountain is quiet and a little weird.

Xiao Tian opened his eyes, shook slightly, and the snow on his body dissipated instantly.

Coming back to his senses, looking at Fenghua standing aside, Xiao Tian was full of gratitude, and asked, "Thank you Pavilion Master for passing on the merits, I don't know, how long have I been here to enlighten?"

"Seven days!" Fenghua rolled his eyes, looked Xiao Tian up and down, and said approvingly, "Senior nephew, Tianzong genius, can comprehend the ice spirit swordsmanship, congratulations!"

(End of chapter)