"See Elder Sword!"

A louder and neat shout sounded louder than before, and this time there was a burning respect and piety in their eyes compared to the fear of the previous disciples. And Liu Jun, who was still recuperating from his internal breath, was even more surprised, and finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Looking at the sword-wielding elder suspended in mid-air, Deng Zhong also put away the arrogance of being self-respecting before, and bowed down respectfully, not daring to have the slightest intention of rebellion.

In the Liuyun Palace, the sword elder was only one level lower than the hall master, and even the hall master himself had to give him a little thin face, and among the disciples, no one was disrespectful and fearless.

Moreover, it is said that in the Liuyun Palace, except for those elders who are in retreat, it is this sword-wielding elder who is the strongest in strength, and it is not up to these disciples to know how high his cultivation is. The only thing that could be faintly heard was that thirty years ago, the Sword Elder had already broken through to the domain-level sixfold and began to step towards the domain-level sevenfold.

"Deng Zhong, if you don't take other disciples in your eyes on weekdays, you won't cause any trouble. But today, he was so cruel to a few guests who came from afar, could it be that he wanted to chill them in front of the rest of the visitors? The sword elder's voice was very flat, but the sense of majesty could not be concealed, and it made people feel awe-inspired.

Deng Zhong's face was red and white, but he didn't dare to argue at all, and walked towards the west with his head down, not daring to gasp again. As for the words of the sword elder, no one in the disciples of Liuyun Hall dared to disobey them, otherwise...... According to the rules of the Liuyun Palace, the power of the sword-wielding elder is the highest voice in the hall when the hall master does not speak.

For the incomparably strong and domineering sword elder, Feng Ren was also shocked that his mind was chaotic for a while. He was wondering if Deng Zhong would be so rude and rude in the Liuyun Palace, and there would be senior elders and the like to come forward to discipline him, who would have thought that he would alarm such a strong man. Even, even Brother Wudao didn't dare to speak out anymore, and it seemed that he might be found by him.

At least, when Deng Zhong made a move before, Brother Wudao also reminded: "Be careful, the realm level is ninefold." ”

The sword-wielding elder walked slowly down from the air, as if he was stepping on layers of invisible stairs under his feet. Walking in front of Yinyue Xin, he turned the resentment frost in his hand, and handed out the hilt of the sword: "The sword is a good sword, and the tricks are also very sharp, but it's a pity that the skill is not enough, and the control is not skilled enough." However, if it is a competition of the same level, even if you have this kind of control now, then Deng Zhong is still not your opponent. ”

The voice was very soft, but there were many people who heard it, and they were suddenly amazed and sighed. It's not just that sentence that if Yin Yuexin is at the same level, he can beat Deng Zhong, but also because this sword-wielding elder is usually taciturn, has confiscated disciples, and has never instructed the disciples of this sect in ordinary times, but he didn't expect to say so many words to an outsider today.

Yin Yuexin took the resentment frost and let out a faint "um", this action almost made the surrounding Liuyun Hall disciples dumbfounded, daring to have such a cold and rude attitude towards the sword elder, they couldn't believe it at all.

The sword elder didn't care, looked at Yin Yuexin and said softly, "You wait a while." ”

I saw a blur on the edge of his figure, and the next moment he was in front of Feng Ren, and there was a rare hint of surprise in his calm eyes.

"See seniors. Feng Ren didn't dare to snub the sword-wielding elder in front of him, and he respectfully bowed to the juniors. At this time, he finally saw the true face of this unpredictable master Lushan, with high sword eyebrows, cold eyes, handsome without a face, and long pale hair did not show any aging, but there was a faint wind of fairy wind and bones.

What shocked Feng Ren the most was the faint chill that lingered on the body of Sword Elder Zhou, and he knew very well what it was...... Sword intent, only a person who has cultivated to a very high level of kendo may have this kind of fierce aura that can faintly leak out with a single move, which makes people shudder.

The sword elder looked at Feng Ren with a hint of appreciation in his eyes, and bowed his head slightly: "Boy, you are very good, would you like to go to my pavilion to have a cup of fragrant tea and chat for a while?"

If they were still shocked just now, those disciples of the Flowing Cloud Hall now were already wondering if they were daydreaming today. The Burial Sword Pavilion of the Sword Elder was one of the forbidden places of the Liuyun Palace, and only the hall master could enter without permission, and he had not heard of any young generation who could enter it in decades.

"The seniors invited, but the kid didn't dare to excuse himself. Feng Ren bowed his hand again, but he was wondering why this person wanted to invite him to talk about it, and after thinking about it for a while, a vague thought appeared in his mind.

The sword-wielding elder turned his head to look at Yinyue Xin again and said, "That girl, you should also come here." ”

Yin Yuexin didn't answer immediately, but threw an inquiring glance at Feng Ren, and nodded only after receiving affirmation.

"It seems that your opinion is entirely on him. The sword-wielding elder actually teased, and at the same time, with a wave of his long sleeves, several pale cyan lights floated out of his sleeves and converged into a translucent giant sword in mid-air, and then said, "Come up." ”

Feng Ren and Yin Yuexin jumped backwards on the giant sword and stood firm, and before leaving, the sword-wielding elder left another sentence: "That Liu Jun is right, you take the rest of the guests to the guest room to rest first, if anyone dares to come to your trouble, just report my name directly." There is also the girl who has a ban on her body, you go directly to the Danlou to find Elder Qingtong, just say that I asked you to go, and he will help you solve it. ”

Shen Yuehan was stunned, she didn't expect that she would also be noticed by the Sword Elder.

Before everyone could react, the giant sword drew a swift streamer and led the three of them directly to the top floor of the Liuyun Palace, leaving only a group of stunned and half-believing disciples.

Liu Jun wiped the sweat from his forehead, trembling and muttering, "Oh my God, I heard you right, when did the sword-wielding elder who was as cold as ten thousand years of ice be so enthusiastic? With him as my backing, I could almost walk sideways in this Liuyun Palace." ”

However, this is also casually said, he doesn't have the courage to do whatever he wants in the name of the sword elder......

The fifteenth floor of the Liuyun Palace, the top floor, the Burial Sword Pavilion.

As soon as he stepped on the first step, Feng Ren already felt a fierce aura rushing towards him, and he could also smell the Jin Ge Iron Horse in the slightest wind. The surface of the quaint pavilion showed a rusty dark red, and there was a faint layer of bright color on the cracks of a few scattered traces, and just by looking at it, I couldn't help but feel a slight chill in my heart, as if I could see countless swords and swords.

couldn't help but take a step back, and Feng Ren was secretly frightened.

And Yin Yuexin also felt something strange, and she was even more panicked and trembling, as if she had seen some extremely terrifying scene.

Seeing this, the sword elder smiled slightly, and with a flick of his fingers hidden in his sleeve, the oppressive aura that lingered around the two behind him suddenly subsided, and they gasped and returned to normal.

"No one below the domain level has ever been here, and I'm used to this feeling again, forgetting to take into account your feelings and oppression. With a faint word, the sword-wielding elder walked to the front of the Burial Sword Pavilion with his hands behind his back, and the door opened by itself as if it was alive, allowing it to pass and step into it.

"Master, this ......" Yin Yuexin looked at the open door in front of her, and there was a hint of hesitation in her eyes, as if there might be some crisis lurking inside.

Feng Ren spread his hands and said: "If you come, you will be safe." If he wanted to do us badly, there was no need to make such a big detour. With his strength, we will die in the blink of an eye. Let's go, I already have a vague guess about the purpose of his invitation to be here. ”

The pavilion was very empty, except for a formation made of metal that I couldn't tell what kind of metal texture was laid out on the ground, and there was only one futon left, which must have been used by the sword-wielding elder when he was meditating and resting.

"Standing in the middle of the formation, what you see inside now is not the true appearance of the Burial Sword Pavilion. ”

The sword-wielding elder was already standing in the center of the formation, beckoning Feng Ren and the two to come over. After the three of them stepped in the middle, circles of pale silver halos rose up from the formation under their feet, slowly floating in midair. When those halos dissipated, the three figures were gone.

In an illusory space, countless unsheathed swords hung upside down in mid-air, and those flickering cold lights sprinkled above, and there was an ethereal feeling of a starry sky for a while.

Below, next to the sunken wood table, a purple sand teapot is slowly roasting on the small stove, and there are already a few touches of fragrance emerging from it, which makes people feel refreshed when they smell it.

"Please, two. ”

The Sword Elder took the lead in sitting down at the table, picked up the teapot and poured tea into a tea set that had already been arranged, and the pale green water column with an overflowing fragrance submerged into the small cup.

For this kind of virtuous person, Feng Ren also immediately understood that all the red tape was superfluous, so he simply sat directly at the table and beckoned Yinyuexin to sit down and drink tea together.

The entrance of the tea, after the slightly hot tongue is hot, the rich fragrance fills the lips and teeth, there is no trace of taste in the initial touch, when the wind toughness is slightly surprised, a touch of light sweetness emerges, and it has not been tasted completely, and in the blink of an eye, it is extremely bitter and spreads between the tongues, almost making him can't help but spit it out. I swallowed the unbearable taste, and at the end of the moment when the bitterness slowly dissipated, there was a faint sweetness, but there still seemed to be some bitterness lingering in my mouth.

Having already seen the change in Feng Ren's face, the sword elder put down the teacup in his hand and asked, "How is it, how does my reincarnation tea taste?"

"Reincarnation tea...... Reincarnation?a good reincarnation, the fragrance comes to the face as if it is infinite longing, and then the tastelessness is the feeling of confusion, the faint sweetness rises as if seeing the dawn, and the subsequent bitterness seems to declare cruelty and helplessness. Until the end, it seems that the bitterness is exhausted, but there is still a bitter taste lingering. Reincarnation tea, good name, good tea. Feng Ren was thoughtful, and the bitterness and sweetness in his mouth still lingered.

Yin Yuexin didn't say a word, and after putting down the teacup, she seemed to think of something, and a few flashes of brilliance loomed in her eyes.

After a while, Feng Ren came back to his senses and gently pushed the teacup forward and said, "Senior, can you let me have another drink." ”

The sword elder shook his head and said, "This reincarnation tea, you can only drink it once at most once a month, and it's useless if you have more. ”

Feng Ren put down the teacup as if he didn't understand, his expression turned from confused to normal, and said respectfully: "Then can I ask, the seniors invited me and the two of us here, I'm afraid it's not just about drinking tea, right?"

"Yes, this Burial Sword Pavilion is naturally not for anyone to enter. Just now, I was meditating here to understand the sword, but I was suddenly attracted by a trace of very weak sword intent, and then I found that it was really inadvertently much more interesting...... Reverse sword robbery, dancing galaxy, both are famous fast swords, I didn't expect you to be a two-star martial arts, this is what interests me. ”

When the sword elder's words fell, Feng Ren nodded slightly, and his heart sank.

And so it was!

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