The brothers wanted to scold, but they didn't know what to scold.

"Sword slave, there's a problem here!" Nie Yongzhi suddenly shouted.

The sword slave couldn't hurry up, closed his eyes and investigated carefully, and then pointed like a sword, pointing forward, and a sword qi swept out.

"Tss

A black figure let out a scream and disappeared into the sword washing pool at an unimaginable speed.

"What is that black shadow that looks like a chicken but not a chicken, and a dog that looks like a dog and not a dog just now?" Nie Yongzhi said in horror.

The sword slave shook his head. "As I said before, there are many secrets in the Sword Washing Pool, and there are many things that I have never even heard of. One thing is certain, though, that thing isn't what we're looking for. ”

"Be vigilant and investigate carefully!" Tang Yin yelled.

The scene just now happened, and everyone's original relaxed mood disappeared. As the sword slave said, the sword washing pool has existed for so many years, and the ghost knows what is inside. In a place where the spirituality of the divine soldier can be nurtured, it is really normal for something unknown and incomprehensible to appear. Let's just say that the black shadow just now, it's not big, it looks like a mink, but it's definitely not. The Sword Washing Pond is the lifeblood of Wanjian Villa, not to mention the Warcraft, even mosquitoes will not be put in!

Everyone has heightened their vigilance. Walking down in circles, they found many places, but after testing, none of them were the places they were looking for. However, I have to say that the products of this sword washing pool are really rich!

The way everyone looked at the sword slave became interesting. "If it weren't for me today, I wouldn't have known that there would be such a thing here, and there are so many of them!" the sword slave retorted as everyone looked at him very uncomfortably.

"I know, of course it has nothing to do with you. But you also have to understand, after all, human nature is normal!" Tang Yin comforted with a smile.

"Hmph! I walked around, but I didn't find what we wanted, only" The sword slave looked in the direction of the sword washing pool, "The sword washing pool is here!"

"Hmm. ”

"However, no one knows what is in the Sword Washing Pool, since it appeared, no one has entered it, maybe the ancestors know what it is, but I don't know. If you want to know the truth, you can only go down to investigate, and you don't know whether you live or die. ”

"I'll do it. Meng Zhen stepped out. No one expected that Meng Zhen would be the first to come out at this time. In fact, it is also inevitable. These days, if you say who has the worst life and the most tormented mood, you have to say that it is true. He's rammed, but he's not stupid. pretending to be stupid, just having a performance to rely on, but how to do things is very clear in my heart. In everything, Meng Zhen looks at everything from the perspective of a wise fool, and can see through the final gains and losses at a glance, so he rarely speaks in the brothers' decisions, and often plays the role of an executor.

In terms of relationship, Meng Zhen first peeked at Ye Yao taking a bath with Tang Yin and then met Wang Qi, and he was also the earliest person to come into contact with the sword slave. His relationship with these two is second only to Wang Qi, who was not present. Although the two brothers did not tear their faces openly, this kind of unspoken awkwardness is the most uncomfortable. If a man really fights, it's okay, it means that there is no big deal, and it is this kind of holding back in his heart and not saying it, which means that things are very big.

Meng Zhen saw it in his eyes and thought clearly, but if he really said anything, he couldn't open his mouth because he was used to not talking.

The torment of brotherly love, as well as the oppression faced by the family, these pressures are all on Meng Zhen's shoulders. Meng is really tall and burly, but no matter how wide his shoulders are, he is only a young man in his early twenties, how many things can he carry?

After a long period of torment, the taciturn character, if he doesn't do anything to vent, Meng Zhen will really collapse. Fortunately, the opportunity came.

Meng Zhen stepped forward. Jian Nu and Tang Yin just looked at each other and understood the purpose of Meng Zhen's stand-up, and the two of them couldn't help but feel bitter: We fought for tat, but we forgot Meng Zhen, and he was angry with the splint, and it was difficult for him!

"It's fine. You pay more attention, and if there is a problem, quickly withdraw!" Tang Yin did not wait for everyone to react, and quickly agreed.

Meng Zhen bowed his head, then simply breathed a breath, drummed up the Yuan Force around him, and walked towards the sword washing pool step by step.

The moment he stretched out his feet into the water, Meng Zhen secretly screamed that it was not good. A sword intent similar to that on the sword slave's body slammed up along his foot meridian, and in just a thousandth of a snap of his fingers, the entire arch of his foot had gone from stinging to being completely unconscious.

Meng Zhen retreated wildly. After standing still, he took a few big breaths. Looking at the concerned faces, Meng Zhen smiled bitterly and shook his head: "The water of the sword washing pond seems to be an ancient well, but under this calm, a terrifying power is brewing. My feet only touched the surface of the water, and a sharp sword intent rushed up my feet, if I hadn't retreated in time, you would have been ready to catch me now!"

"How's your foot?"

"The muscles were badly damaged, and the meridians in the feet were also punctured. Fortunately, I retreated quickly, and the injury was not fatal, otherwise I would have had to amputate my leg. Now, I need to recuperate for two months before I can heal. Meng Zhen smiled bitterly. I was wandering in the flesh, but I didn't expect to suffer such a big loss in the flesh.

When Tang Yin heard Meng Zhen's words, his face became unsightly. Even people like Meng Zhen who rely on his physical body to win have suffered here, except for Meng Zhen, none of the people present are stronger than him in physical body cultivation. Originally, there was a person, but that person doesn't know whether he is alive or dead now!

"It seems that I have to let it go" Tang Yin was just about to speak, but the sword slave on the side suddenly spoke.

"I'll try. ”

The word "abandon" was not spoken, so I had to swallow it, and changed to another sentence, "Meng Zhen can't do it, can you? This road can't work, we have other ways, don't come nonsense." ”

The sword slave said: "The injury on Meng Zhen's foot is very familiar to me. Every person I have killed has a part of their body that looks like this. Meng Zhen was injured, he was injured by the Dao, he was contrary to the way of the sword, and he would naturally be injured by the sword washing pool that had been washing the sword for a long time. I'm not, my kendo cultivation can at least ensure that I should be okay in shallow water. Fight hard, and you can stay in the deep water for a while!"

"What if it's not what you think?" Tang Yin disagreed.

"Tang Yin, we've come to this point, should we just retreat! In that case, is this our style! No matter what, I'm going to give it a try!"

Tang Yin saw that the sword slave was resolute, so he had to let him.

Ye Tian said on the side: "Tang Yin, don't be too concerned, you and I know how deep the sword slave's kendo cultivation is, the sword washing pool is a place for sword washing, we should have thought that it would be a feng shui treasure for kendo monks, the sword slave goes, there will be no problem, he is not stupid, he will definitely not give up his life easily before this matter is settled, right, sword slave?" After speaking, Ye Tianmeng winked at the sword slave.

The sword slave nodded, indicating that what Ye Tian said was exactly what he meant. also told Tang Yin that he would not give up his life easily, as Ye Tian said.

The sword slave burst out of his own True Realm martial artist cultivation, and the power of the sword path surrounded his body. He protected himself again with his own field, and then entered the sword washing pool.

As soon as he stepped in, the sword slave did not change his face like Meng Zhen and retreated again and again. Instead, he took the second step on his own.

"The sword slave won't be forcibly supporting, right?" the sword slave stood beside Tang Yin, and when he saw this, he gently touched Tang Yin's shoulder and muttered softly.

Tang Yin rolled his eyes, it was you who was fooling, and it was you who was worried. "What did you do earlier? Now you're worried? Don't worry, the sword slave has walked steadily every step, it seems that it is really as he said, here, is his home field!"

"Hehe, what am I talking about! If there is anything undecided in the future, just ask me! Did you hear it!" Ye Tian heard Tang Yin's answer, and he jumped out of his temperament and said arrogantly.

I really can't stand the nature of this thing. Tang Yin concentrated on the sword washing pool.

When the sword slave stepped in at the first step, what he felt was not aggressiveness, but a sense of relief and a hint of excitement for the return of the wanderer that his parents had been looking forward to.

This sword washing pool, it seems that there is a big hall to dig?

A thought rose in the sword slave's heart. Then he took the second step, then the third step, all the way to the point where he was three feet away from the edge of the pool. He stopped abruptly.

The hearts of the brothers on the shore tightened. What happened?

The sword slave stopped because when he walked here, a sword enlightenment came to his heart. He had to stop and digest slowly.

After the tea effort, the sword slave raised his feet and continued to walk. The crowd on the shore breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out to be enlightened!

As he walked, the sword slave found that every step he took was a confirmation of the way of the sword he had comprehended. In the process of this sealing, the sword slave constantly produces new understandings. When the sword slave walked from the east side of the sword washing pool to the west side, the sword slave confirmed that he could go down.

The sword slave let the water of the sword washing pool overflow his feet, and the sword slave finally felt the same feeling as Meng Zhen. The acupuncture feeling, which belongs to the acupuncture sensation of the kendo attack, flows upstreams along the meridians of the feet, and the target is the heart vein!

The sword slave was only slightly flustered, and the dormant sword path in his body recoiled down.

The two strands tore apart in the sword slave's body and fought.

The sword slave closed his eyes and slowly felt this battle, the battle between the two kendors, for the sword slave, it was a very good process to check and fill in the gaps. The sword slave has cultivated all his life, and it is not counted as killing people, but from beginning to end, he has not met a kendo master who can be called equal, and the previous ancestor of the Ji family is counted as one, but it is not a pure kendo cultivator, and the feeling of fighting between swordsmen is not very strong.

And now, the swordsman engagement that the sword slave dreams of is taking place in another form. His Dao and the Dao of the Sword Washing Pool are like two swordsmen, in this one, they pulled out the sharp sword in their hands and fought fiercely together!

Swordsmen meet, never back down, no fighting, only life and death!

The sword path in the body and the sword path in the sword washing pool are inseparable, and there are casualties among each other. But if you calculate carefully, how much does the sword dao in the sword slave's body have to accumulate, and how much does the sword washing pool have? Not an order of magnitude, if it drags on, the sword slave only needs to be defeated.

The defeat of the swordsman is death, and the way of the sword is even more cruel. Once his own Dao cannot be defeated, the Dao of the Sword Slave will collapse, and he will become a waste!

In order not to become a waste, the sword slave began to actively learn the way to wash the sword pool. From the war to the war, let this battle become the foundation battle for your own sword out of the sheath and the world will be shocked!

The sword slave only cared about enlightenment, but he didn't know that his body was sinking over time. It is also because of this that he continues to understand.

"Little Slave"

"Don't act rashly, the sword slave must have a reason for doing this, let's just wait. ”