Yan Chiyang took his long sword out of the sheath, dancing impermeable, only listening to a few sounds of dangdang, the petals hit the sword body, and there was a sound of metal colliding.

Yan Chiyang only felt that the power coming from the long sword was amazing, and he almost couldn't hold the sword.

He was shocked in his heart, and said secretly: "These petals are no less than the secret weapons issued by the secret weapon masters?"

The petals did not stop there, and another rain of flowers seemed to hit the sky like a deadly rain, Qin Xiang'er saw it, her eyes flashed, her right hand plucked the strings, and the silver needles shot out from under the piano, catching the petals.

Dangdang, petals and silver needles fell one after another. Qin Xiang'er couldn't help frowning, she was a master of hidden weapons, and the secret weapons released with her clever techniques actually fell at the same time as these petals, which showed the power of the petals.

"What is this?" she asked.

Yan Chiyang didn't answer, and he didn't have time to answer.

Before the three of them could breathe a sigh of relief, suddenly the sword light flashed, and a green crowd flashed, Yan Chiyang saw this, and immediately raised his sword and stabbed.

The sword wind whistled, grinding against the air, making a terrifying hiss, followed by a muffled thud.

Yan Chiyang knew very well that he had stabbed the comer, but he didn't feel like he had stabbed the flesh, as if he had stabbed a bloodless scarecrow. No one made any movement, let alone screamed, so they disappeared into thin air.

Yan Chiyang was startled and was about to speak, when suddenly a scream sounded beside him.

He looked at it and saw a few thin palms sticking out of the ground, grabbing Mingyue and Qin Xiang'er's legs.

"What a vicious monk!" he shouted, the long sword swept, and a sword cut off these palms, there was no blood, and the severed palms rolled to the side, Yan Chiyang fixed his eyes and saw that it was a thick tree root.

He was frightened, and just wanted to jump out of the circle, he saw some irregular protrusions in the soil, and he raised his sword is a few sword qi, boom, and the soil flew up, and five green-clothed men with swords emerged from the soil, and they didn't speak, but surrounded the three of them in the center.

These five people were dressed in green, their faces were withered, and their faces were expressionless, but they exuded an amazing sword aura on their bodies.

Yan Chiyang knew that there must be a fierce battle, the two swords were unsheathed, and they stood up to protect Qin Xiang'er Mingyue, the two girls were shocked at the beginning, and they also calmed down at this moment, one held a sword, and the other made the piano protect Yan Chiyang's back.

In the small courtyard, the sound of weapons handing over was endless, but the room was a scene of each other.

The monk is wearing a clean and tidy moon-white silk robe, sitting indifferently on the Taishi chair made of nanmu, and there is a person sitting next to him, who is the elder of the Hu family who guards the family, Hu Dingshan, with the same smile, but there is a little bit of a narrow taste in this smile.

Hu Dingshan smiled and said: "Don't be a monk, don't be a monk, are you really good to people outside like this? If they are injured and die, what do I think you will do?"

The monk took a sip of tea, smiled slightly, and said: "If he is really injured and dies, he is not Yan Chiyang, such a simple test, if he can't pass, how can he pass the test of the Linglong Pagoda." ”

Hu Dingshan smiled: "I don't understand, you have already chosen Han Chuang, why do you still choose him." He put down the teacup and said in a deep voice, "Don't you trust Han Chuang?"

Monk Bu shook his head and said with a smile: "Who said that I chose him? There is always only one choice for me, that is, Han Chuang, and no one else is possible." ”

Hu Dingshan was puzzled: "Then why are you?"

"Test him, right?" the monk shook his head and said, "I don't like to owe favors, and I just owe him a favor, so I have to pay it back." ”

Hu Dingshan shook his head and said in a deep voice: "Then there is no need to use this kind of thing to pay back." ”

Monk Bu smiled bitterly: "If you don't pay it back, I'm afraid you won't have a chance in the future." ”

Hu Dingshan fell silent, as if chewing on the words of the unmonk. After a long while, he spoke: "Since it is to repay his vow, then why do you want to test him? Why don't you just help him in, don't tell me that you don't have such skills?"

The monk smiled bitterly: "I have the ability, but I can't see him go to death, let's see how he behaves first, if it's too bad, even if you owe him a favor, you can't let him die." ”

Hu Dingshan picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said with a smile: "You are compassionate." ”

The monk waved his hand and said, "It's not about compassion, it's just asking for peace of mind." ”

Hu Dingshan was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "Yes, peace of mind, peace of mind." After a pause, he continued, "Aren't you afraid that after you let him in, he will make trouble for Han Chuang?"

The monk shook his head and said, "He won't, the two of them ask for something different, and since I let him in, I will naturally tell him something." ”

Hu Dingshan shook his head and said, "Are you sure he will listen? ”

The monk laughed out loud and said: "The human heart is unpredictable, but if you don't have the strength to rely on, you will only harm yourself in the end, Yan Chiyang is a smart person and knows what to do." ”

"It's you—" The monk looked at Hu Dingshan with ill will, "it's time to confess some things about the Hu family to me." ”

Hu Dingshan chuckled in his heart, and said secretly: "Did he hear any rumors?" but his face pretended to be calm: "What's the matter?" ”

"Do you have to name me?" the monk sipped his tea and gently spit out a name in his mouth, "Hu Dingyang." He didn't speak anymore, just stared at Hu Dingshan with playful eyes.

Hu Dingshan smiled bitterly and said, "You know everything?"

"Of course," you can't be a monk, "there is no impermeable wall in this world." ”

Hu Dingshan sighed and said, "This is also the misfortune of my Hu family." ”

The monk said: "What I care about is not the luck and misfortune of your Hu family, but the drawings on the periphery of the Linglong Pagoda." ”

Hu Dingshan spread his hands and said, "No." ”

He replied very lightly, so mixed that it made the monk frown: "So what Nie Yuxin said is true, the drawings were indeed taken away by Hu Dingyang." ”

"It turned out that Nie Yuxin told you, and he also had a heart, this is the secret of the Hu family. Hu Dingshan sighed and said, "Back then, Hu Dingyang eloped with a girl named Yehanshuang despite his father's opposition, and my father couldn't afford to be sick, and passed on the position of the Hu family to me before he died. ”

Hu Dingshan glanced at the monk and saw that he did not react, so he continued: "Originally, everything had passed, but who knew that Hu Dingyang actually came back with the dying night girl at the succession ceremony of the head of the Hu family, and asked me for the drawings of the periphery of the Linglong Pagoda.

"You gave it to him?" said the monk lightly, covering his eyes with a porcelain cup.

Hu Dingshan shook his head and said, "Of course I didn't give it, the drawings are such an important thing, how could I give them to someone easily, I didn't expect him to rob them." ”

Hu Dingshan seemed to recall the picture at that time, and couldn't help but close his eyes.

The monk asked, "How did he snatch the drawings from you alone, with a wounded girl?" ”

Hu Dingshan opened his eyes and sighed: "He was like crazy, he blew up his own treasure, I was seriously injured by the explosion, and the Hu family was also seriously injured, he was a genius, and his physical toughness was incredible, although he was injured by the self-explosion treasure, he still had the strength to fight, I could only watch him take away the drawings." ”

"Hey. Hu Dingshan sighed, "I am the sinner of the Hu family, and I dare not take over the position of the head of the family again, so I think I am the great elder, and I will suspend the position of the head of the family, and when someone finds the drawings, I am the head of the Hu family." ”

Monk Bu shook his head and said, "The drawings can't be recovered, if I guess correctly, Hu Dingyang must be trying to use the power of the Linglong Pagoda to treat the seriously injured night girl." ”

"I don't know. Hu Dingshan sighed, "It's a pity that he is doomed to fail, he doesn't have the key to enter the Linglong Pagoda, even if I can't enter the pagoda now, let alone he who was seriously injured at that time, I'm afraid he and the Night Maiden have been." ”

Hu Dingshan didn't finish speaking, but the meaning was already obvious.

Monk Bu frowned and said, "Are the drawings on the periphery important? ”

Hu Dingshan broke free from the pain and said in a deep voice: "There are no drawings that can indeed enter the pagoda before, but a series of mechanism formations need to be broken, Nie Yuxin can enter because he is proficient in mechanism formations, and this group of people who want to enter the Linglong Pagoda may also receive some luck."

"What kind of happiness?" the monk's eyes flashed.

Hu Dingshan said in a deep voice: "Before you reach the tower, you will die halfway." After a pause, he suddenly laughed and said, "What's the point of saying this, let's think about the people outside, I'm afraid he will settle accounts with you." ”

The sound of the handover of weapons outside the door gradually subsided, and the monk smiled slightly, and said, "I'm afraid it's not okay yet, I still need to adjust it again." ”

In the small courtyard, Yan Chiyang had already solved the five swordsmen besieging them, although these five swordsmen were powerful, but they were by no means the other three of them, they wasted some hands and feet, beheaded the five people, and then the same as when they cut off their palms, these five people turned into flowers and vines after death.

Yan Chiyang immediately knew that he had fallen for someone else's illusion.

Don't think that illusion won't kill, in fact, this illusion swordsman can definitely kill, and even more cold-blooded and ruthless than a killer.

No one wanted to be attacked in vain, not even Yan Chiyang, he pointed to the room with the lights on in front of him, and shouted: "Don't be a monk, come out quickly!"

No one responded, and even the rumors that were still some of the wind seemed to have subsided, and the courtyard was silent.

Yan Chiyang said secretly: "If you don't see me, then I will come to see you and let you taste the power of my sword." He strode forward, but before he could reach the door, the world in front of him suddenly distorted.

It was as if he was no longer in the courtyard, but in a valley.

The valley was foggy, dense fog.

He looked back in a panic, where was the shadow of Qin Xiang'er and Mingyue.

He shouted loudly, "Uncle Mo, are you there?"

There was no echo, the only thing that echoed in his ears was the echo of his own voice, and Yan Chiyang understood that he had entered another illusion.

"Damn monk, what do you want to do?"

He didn't suspect that the monk had murderous intentions against him, if he wanted to kill him, he didn't have to go to great lengths to set up an illusion, but it was precisely because of this that he didn't understand the reason why the monk was so kind to him.

He walked forward.

A person who does not understand the illusion array, if he wants to break the illusion, he can only find the flaws in the illusion, if he is still and does not move, the illusion is almost perfect, and only when you move around and let the illusion keep changing, can you find a flaw.

The sound of gurgling water was heard in his ears.

There will be no sound for no reason in the illusion, any sound is a hint given by the illusion - Yan Chiyang walked in the direction of the sound of the water, cleared the thick fog, and saw a stream.

A stream that flows on a rock.

Suddenly, the fog lifted a little, and the moonlight shone on the stones, reflecting specks of light in the stream, like a band of light that stretched into the distance, beautiful.

Then this is not what attracts Yan Chiyang, what really attracts his attention is a figure by the stream, it is a person, a woman, a woman in red.