Chapter Eighty-Three: The Sword
The big man looked at Chen Hao and said coldly: "Boy, do you want to be a bird?"
Chen Hao didn't care about Dahan's cold words: "My brother is involved in this matter for me, how can I stand idly by? Since you want a life and death fight, then I will accompany you to a life and death fight, and the time and place will be drawn." ”
When Dahan heard Chen Hao's tone, his eyes couldn't help but look at Chen Hao carefully, but no matter how he looked at it, he couldn't see through Chen Hao's cultivation of the heart, and Chen Hao must have exercises or magic weapons to cover his breath, but now it is definitely impossible to retreat: "Hmph, okay, since this is the case, tomorrow at noon, see you on the life and death stage of the Beishan Martial Arts Arena" After that, he left with the stall owner, and at this time, the onlookers saw that one side had left and dispersed by themselves.
"Chen Hao, you are too reckless, you don't have to pay attention to him at all, if he dares to touch you and me, the patriarchal law is ruthless, and he will end up expelling from the division, you go to the life and death platform of the Yuxu Sect like this, and the life and death of the Yuxu Sect will not be under the control of the sect, the person named Batian just now is a famous fighter in our Yuxu Sect, and it is very likely that your life will be lost if you do this. Wang Qian said worriedly.
Chen Hao shook his head and said with a smile: "Senior brother, you don't have to worry, combatants? I just need this kind of high-level monk to improve my actual combat, senior brother don't have to worry." ”
Saying that, Chen Hao left Xishan, and he didn't have the heart to see what attracted him anymore.
Chen Hao left the West Mountain and walked towards the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, the originally quiet bamboo forest path, at this time, because the West Mountain will become more secluded, from a distance, the Qiankun Haotian Tower is still standing there, and the four elders are chatting there and see Chen Hao coming, so they asked: "Xiao Chenhao, isn't there a trade fair in the West Mountain? Why don't you go and have a good time?"
Hearing the elder ask Chen Hao, he first smiled bitterly, and then told him what happened to him and how to solve it, one of the elders stroked his beard and laughed: "Xiao Chen Hao, you have dealt with it very much to my heart, yes, how can a good man let his friends suffer, the cultivator of immortals has lost even this enthusiasm, what kind of cultivation is still there?" You said no."
Chen Hao only grinned when he heard the elder's approval: "Xiao Chen Hao, you shouldn't have come here to tell us about this, if you have anything, just say it, since the sect master has given you great authority, you can say it." The old man who spoke trickily that day said.
The old lady next to the old man glared at the old man: "What are you talking about, you have lived for so long, and you still can't say a word, Xiao Chenhao doesn't need to pay attention to him, have you encountered any difficulties?"
Chen Hao didn't hide it: "Chen Hao came this time to borrow a book called "Sword Urn", hearing Chen Hao's refreshing explanation, the old lady nodded: "That "Sword Jar" is the secret volume of Tianyan Sect's Zhenzong, which is just a few words, if you don't have the authority of the sect master personally, the old lady is really not good for me to lend it to you privately, and as she spoke, she took out a golden dossier from the storage ring. ”
Chen Hao was a little stunned, this book turned out to be made of gold paper, it was incredible.
The old lady laughed and shook the book: "This is not gold paper, this is the iron of the heavenly book, which is extremely precious, and only the words that have risen to the level of the Great Dao document can be retained on it." If it weren't for the iron of this heavenly book, nothing would have been able to endure the power of time for several epochs."
Hearing the old lady say this, Chen Hao nodded and said that he understood. Took the "Sword Urn" with both hands, "Xiao Chen Hao, I can lend it to you, but this "Sword Urn" is very important, so even if it is lent to you, it can only be watched in the Scripture Pavilion, the space on the second floor has been opened for you, you go now" said that a staircase leading to the second floor appeared in front of Chen Hao out of thin air.
"This Haotian Tower is really mysterious," thought and walked to the second floor.
Entering the space on the second floor, Chen Hao found that this place turned out to be an unpredictable vast world, Chen Hao found a place to sit down, opened the "Sword Urn" and began to study.
I have to say that it is worthy of pointing directly to the avenue of the Zhenzong secret volume, the content involved in the "Sword Urn" can be said to be unique, if you want to summarize, it can be said that "Sword Urn" will bless all the rules of heaven and earth on the sword body, so that the magic weapon is blessed with infinite power, and Chen Hao can clearly feel the fluctuating power that continues to emerge when the talisman evolves in the second layer of space.
Unconsciously, Chen Hao has already understood all the content on the sword urn, although there are some meanings of swallowing dates, but these are not problems, and they can be continuously run in in the future practice to make up for the shortcomings.
Thinking of this, Chen Hao closed the "Sword Urn" and was about to walk down the library pavilion, but at this time, the "Blood Sea Scriptures" in the inner world suddenly rioted, and 10,000 blood threads actually emerged directly from the world of knowing the sea to the real world, which caught Chen Hao off guard, and the 10,000 blood threads were not controlled by Chen Hao at all, and directly snatched the "Sword Urn" in Chen Hao's hand and entangled it to death.
"Sword Urn" actually emitted a trace of sorrow in the blood-threaded entanglement, and withered as quickly as a plant at a speed visible to the naked eye, and all this Chen Hao had never expected.
A body constructed by a soul was pulled alive from "Sword Urn" by ten thousand bloods, and was nailed to the void with a terrible scream.
"Who are you?" Chen Hao looked at the man who was pinned into the void.
The man looked at Chen Hao, his eyes were full of resentment: "I have no grievances with you, you dare to harm me, let this seat down, otherwise this seat will not let you go" said and wailed a few words.
"My power, the power that has been restored in several epochs, is starting to evaporate, boy, you deserve to die, you deserve to die," the man roared.
"Hey, I don't know what's going on, I can't control these bloodlines at all, it's useless for you to scold me" Chen Hao's innocent tone made the man even more indignant.
"Who the hell are you, and why are you dormant in this Sword Urn?" asked Chen Hao.
Hearing Chen Hao's question, the man sighed helplessly: "This seat is the last sect master of Tianyan Sect, Tianyan Sect has not escaped the destruction of Heavenly Dao in the end, and you have to repay as much as you borrow, this is the fixed number of the ancients, no one can change it, no one." ”
"You are, the Sect Master of the Tianyan Sect a few eras ago" Hearing that person's words, although Chen Hao had already guessed this possibility, he was still shocked to hear him count it out himself.
"Look at your appearance, you should have already practiced this "Sword Urn", and you can be regarded as a half-disciple of Tianyan Sect, since I am going to die, I still have to remind you as a half-disciple, don't study deeply, how much you borrow today with the power of the laws of heaven, how much he will exchange every day"
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(To be continued)
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