"Heaven and earth are yellow, and the ninety-five are respected!"

Just as Zhang Yang was about to rush up the stone steps desperately to find Belle's whereabouts, a loud voice suddenly appeared above the stone steps. The voice of the pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info was erratic, and I don't know where it came from, but it was long and long, and it instantly spread throughout the ruins of the entire Sword Palace.

"Oh my God, is there still anyone alive in this Sword Palace?" said one of them in disbelief, swallowing his saliva.

"Don't be foolish, since the ruins of this Sword Palace were discovered, I have never heard of any living people in it, and I have never heard the elders of the family mention meeting living people in it when I came. The other person, obviously not convinced, glared at the person who had just spoken, and swore in his mouth.

"That's not necessarily! Maybe your elders didn't have the strength to do so at the time, and they didn't have access to some deep things in the Sword Palace?" This person was also not to be outdone, and sneered again and again.

"You are looking for death! Dare to insult the ancestors!" The person who argues with him is also not easy to provoke, and he is angry and angry, and he will come forward to reason.

At this time, the white light was shining on the road to heaven, and all the martial cultivators who were still standing on it flew up in the air as if they had been hit by something, waving their hands and feet in the air, babbling and screaming, trying their best to stabilize their figures.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang......" The martial cultivator who was originally standing at the bottom of the stone steps instantly changed his face, his body retreated, and he scattered in a hurry.

And the martial cultivators who were impacted down from the road to heaven fell from the sky one after another on the square like dumplings, and only a powerful person like Bing Lingzi could stabilize their body when they fell and landed safely on the square!

In the blink of an eye, there were no people on the road to the sky, and it was empty.

"Hum!" there was another change on the road to heaven, and on the stone steps of the fifth hundredth floor, a white light appeared out of thin air, and the light was so dazzling that it was impossible to see the scene clearly.

"Belle!" Zhang Yang on the side saw this white light, his heart was happy, and he took a few steps forward and shouted at the white light. Just now Belle disappeared into the same white light, and this time the white light reappeared, and Zhang Yang thought that Belle was back!

However, Zhang Yang's wish was frustrated, and a figure appeared in the white light, but it was not Belle, but an old man in a white robe with a white beard.

After the white-haired old man appeared on the stone steps, his gaze first swept over each martial artist one by one, and then nodded slightly, showing a hint of a smile on his face.

"Not bad, not bad! A few of the little guys who came in this time are extremely talented and have unlimited potential, and it is not impossible for them to become kings and saints in the future!"

Zhang Yang was concerned about Belle's safety, and took a step forward directly, clasping his fists and saluting the white-haired old man.

"The juniors see the seniors, I don't know who the seniors are, and where did the girl just teleport to?

The white-haired old man stroked his beard lightly and smiled, "The little doll is really anxious! The old man is the palace spirit of the Sword Palace!"

"What is it?" some people were talking, but they didn't know why.

"Haha, temple spirit. As the name suggests, it is the soul of this Sword Palace! The old man and this Sword Palace were created by our master together, and the master let the old man manage this Sword Palace, so now the old man is also half the master of this Sword Palace!" The white-haired old man talked eloquently, as if he hadn't seen anyone for a long time, and it just so happened that there were so many people listening this time, and he was happy to explain slowly.

"As for the girl in your little baby's mouth, she naturally goes where she should go. But don't worry, she was the first to touch the Ninety-Five Law, and what the Sword Palace gave her must be a great opportunity, and it will be fine!" The old man seemed to understand what Zhang Yang was thinking, and also explained a few words to Zhang Yang.

Hearing the white-haired old man's words, Zhang Yang's heart was relieved, thinking that the old man had guarded the Sword Palace for thousands of years, and he would not deceive himself.

At the same time, Zhang Yang was also happy for Belle, although he didn't understand what the old man's ninety-five rule was, but he could feel the old man's respect for the ninety-five rule. Belle can be the first to touch the Ninety-Five Rule, and the chance to get it must not be small!

"Senior, I don't know what the Ninety-Five Rule is in the mouth of the senior?" asked a person who also stepped forward and clasped his fist at the white-bearded old man.

"Haha, even if you juniors don't ask, the old man will tell you clearly. Heaven and earth are yellow, and the ninety-five is honored! It is said that the extreme of heaven and earth, with nine and five numbers as respect, which is also the reason why the emperors of some mortal countries on the mainland have proclaimed themselves the honor of the ninety-five. The white-bearded old man shook his head and said the Tao.

"My lord also takes the number of ninety-five, with nine as honor, five as holy, combined with the truth of heaven and earth, and sets up this road to heaven in front of the gate of the Sword Palace. Those who climb 500 stone steps in a row have the posture of sanctification, and in the future, they can achieve the body of the Yuan King and Yuan Sheng, and dominate one side. Those who have climbed the nine hundred stone steps in a row have the posture of becoming respectful, and in the future, they can become the strongest in the world, proud of the others, and dominate the continent!"

"The master of this Sword Palace, with such a big tone, even said in vain that he would become a king and become a saint if he climbed five hundred stone steps in a row, and he would become the strongest person in heaven and earth by climbing nine hundred stone steps in a row! Why did he say that......" A small voice in the crowd came into Zhang Yang's ears, Zhang Yang sneered, this guy is really looking for death.

Sure enough, the white-bearded old man who was originally smiling suddenly had a gloomy face and stopped drinking.

"Whoever speaks falsely about my master! Die! Die!"

Zhang Yang under the stone steps could only hear three "Die, die, die!" constantly echoing in his mind, as if there were thousands of people roaring at the same time, the sound was deafening, endless, and impacting Zhang Yang's mind over and over again.

Zhang Yang's face was extremely ugly, and he didn't know which fool in the crowd dared to discuss the rights and wrongs of the Lord of the Sword Palace in front of the temple spirit created by the Lord of the Sword Palace. Now it provoked the anger of this temple spirit, and it was just a simple shout, as terrifying as if the Nine Heavens Xuan Thunder had descended into the world.

Zhang Yang guarded his mind, divided a spiritual force to block his ears and nose, closed his eyes and listened, and the vitality in his body operated naturally, trying his best to resist the sound of the temple spirit.

"Ah......h

"Bang!" There was a muffled sound, and the head of the martial cultivator who criticized the Lord of the Sword Palace exploded with a bang, blood and brains shot out, and the dead could no longer die.

When the temple spirit saw that the critic was dead, most of the anger in his heart disappeared, and he snorted coldly, and the sound disappeared out of thin air. The martial cultivators in the square slowly lowered their hands covering their ears, and some people wailed again and again, and they were not lightly injured in the sound just now.

Zhang Yang also withdrew his mental power, he was just surging with qi and blood, but he didn't suffer much damage physically.

"The old man told you that it is your great opportunity to enter this sword palace, if anyone dares to talk about my lord again, the old man not only deprives him of this opportunity, but also lets him stay in this sword palace forever. The temple spirit flicked his sleeves, not angry and arrogant, and a supreme coercion arose.

"If the Lord of this Sword Palace is really that Chaotianque, then how strong should he be, a temple spirit created casually has such a strong strength, what about himself?" Zhang Yang really couldn't imagine.