Meng Zheng smiled: "It's just a joke with you, don't take it seriously." ”

The corners of Mu Fan's mouth hooked a far-fetched smile, and he smiled wryly: "No, who will take it seriously." ”

Meng Zheng walked ahead, "By the way, after entering the sword forging field, you must pay attention to the rules inside. ”

"Huh? Rules? ”

"It's not the explicit rules of the Sword Sect, all the rules are made up by the people inside."

Mu Fan said tentatively: "Everyone acquiesces." ”

Meng Zheng nodded and said: "The people in the sword forging field consciously abide by it, and the Sword Sect also acquiesces, the situation inside is a bit complicated, but it is very capable of training people." ”

Mu Fan probably understood the situation in the Sword Forging Field, just like the black hook bar. The people inside the black tick bar have their own set of rules, and the people outside the black tick know that it is dark inside, but they don't clean it up.

Meng Zheng continued: "The Sword Sect doesn't care about the things in the Sword Forging Field, and the disciples inside won't do too much. Victory or defeat depends on your own ability, and you can't hold grudges. ”

Mu Fan nodded silently, it's just cultivation, and there is no need to worry too much about it among fellow disciples.

"There is a cylinder in the sword forging field, and there are many different colors mixed in, but there has never been the color of Lord Ye. When you get in, there's an extra color in the tank. ”

Mu Fan listened quietly, for fear of missing important news.

"The first thing you have to face when you enter the Sword Forging Arena is to kill the power."

"Killing?"

"Those who can enter the sword forging field are all elite disciples over the years, and in the face of new entrants, they must first extinguish their prestige."

Mu Fan felt a little weird, how did he sound like he was in prison. It has its own set of rules, and each one is not an ordinary person. Whenever a newcomer enters, the old man inside will kill the newcomer's majesty.

Meng Zheng seemed to hear Mu Fan's heart, and said with a smile: "When I first heard about this place, I thought that the sword forging field was similar to the prison in the barracks. ”

Mu Fan smiled, the level of killing Wei must be passed, and it is difficult to pass. The elite disciple of a few years ago is not something he can deal with, in case there is a senior brother who started more than ten years ago, it is really a random beating.

Meng Zheng took Mu Fan to the vicinity of a small teleportation array, although the surrounding scenery changed a lot, Mu Fan still recognized it at a glance, the small teleportation array was the one he used when he met the sect master.

There was a bit of confusion on his face, and he pretended not to recognize the rudimentary transformation.

Meng Zheng naturally found that Mu Fan was pretending, he touched his nose, and said helplessly: "I'll just say that your uncle is not serious about what he does, you see...... This is completely three hundred taels of silver here. ”

Mu Fan smiled: "Uncle Tough is still quite serious, at first glance, I really didn't see it." ”

"Okay, okay......" Meng Zheng pulled Mu Fan into the teleportation array and said, "He feels that there is no need to hide it from you. ”

"Hmm." Mu Fan knew that Uncle Meng was telling the truth. He didn't know much about Humin, but he was sure that Humin must be a very reliable person. Otherwise, Master wouldn't have kept Han Min by his side.

The light of the teleportation array flashed, and the two disappeared in place.

Mu Fan's eyes darkened, and after regaining his eyesight, he immediately looked at his surroundings.

There was a huge cave right in front of it, and it was so dark that you couldn't see anything. The stone walls around the cave are carved with rune arrays, and there are some weeds growing on the magic circles, and there is no appearance of the blessed land cave sky.

There are no towering peaks, vigorous pines and cypresses, and precious medicinal herbs......

Meng Zheng pointed to the cave in front of him and whispered, "Is this ugly place?" ”

"It's far worse than the rest of the Sword Sect." Mu Fan spread his hands, "Okay, it's really not good." ”

"I think so too." Meng Zheng paused and said, "It used to be uglier here. Lord Ye has renovated the entrance, but it is still ......"

Mu Fan didn't know how to answer, so he changed the topic and asked, "What about Xiaowan and them?" ”

"Inside the cave." Meng Zheng pointed to the cave, "I won't accompany you in, after entering the sword forging field, everything will depend on your own flexibility." ”

After Mu Fan said goodbye to Meng Zheng, he walked cautiously towards the cave. When he was still about a foot away from the mouth of the cave, he vaguely felt a burst of moisture.

He continued to walk a few steps inside, and the moisture was getting heavier and heavier, and his forehead was already wet for a while.

Stepping into the cave, Mu Fan was startled by the scene in front of him and almost jumped outside the cave.

Inside and outside the cave, two scenes, completely different worlds.

Mu Fan stabilized his mind and looked at the vivid statues in the cave, wondering who carved these statues.

Each statue has a unique momentum, some are calm, some are sharp, some are gloomy, and some are like beasts, which may jump up at any time and choose people to eat.

Mu Fan noticed what Uncle Meng said just now, Master had only transformed the Sword Forging Field, and many of the furnishings in the Sword Forging Ground had been there a long time ago.

The person who carved these statues must also be a kendo master, otherwise he would not be able to carve the charm of the statues. These statues are about 10 zhang tall and look like ancient gods.

Xiao Wan and the others stood at the foot of a statue of an old man sitting cross-legged with a sword, the old man looked serene, with a somewhat kind smile on his face.

Mu Fan beckoned to Xiao Wan and the others, and said, "It's been a long time to practice swords outside, and it's too late." ”

He jumped forward, and his figure quickly flew to Xiao Wan's side.

Hua Yuanfei looked at Mu Fan's flying speed, and said secretly: "I haven't seen you for more than 20 days, and Brother Yan Qing's strength has improved a lot. It seems that I will also go out more in the future, and I will always stay in the Sword Sect with limited improvement. ”

Mu Fan looked around at the huge statue and asked, "Have we arrived at the Sword Forging Ground now?" ”

"No, you have to go through the sword washing pool before you can reach the sword forging ground." Hua Yuanfei said and led everyone to the depths of the cave.

He had done a lot of homework before entering the Sword Forging Arena and understood some of the rules inside.

If Kangcheng's teaching to Hua Yuanfei is "domestic", Ye Feng's cultivation of several disciples is more like "free-range".

Ye Feng often let them solve some of the trivial things they encountered in cultivation, so he didn't tell them the doorway in the sword forging field.

Hua Yuanfei took Mu Fan and the others to the Sword Washing Pool, and there were huge statues along the way.

Mu Fan asked curiously, "Brother Yuanfei, I wonder if you know the origin of these statues?" ”

"Most of these statues are the previous sect masters of the Sword Sect, and some are sect members who have contributed to the Sword Sect."

The Sword Sect has a history of more than 1,300 years, and there have been a total of 26 sect masters. There are very few old people in these statues, and in the days when it was not peaceful for more than a thousand years, the reigning sect master rarely lived as long as Lu Xingjian.

Hua Yuanfei looked at the many statues and said seriously: "I hope that one day, my statue can also stay here." ”

Song Changgeng was silent, he also wanted to say the same thing as Hua Yuanfei, but he didn't dare to say it.