"Shen Ye, what's going on?"

In the treasure house, Bodhi's face was shocked, and he asked Shen Lang anxiously.

But Shen Lang glared at him angrily and scolded: "How the hell do I know? ”

"Master Shen, let Poor Dao go in, Poor Dao's small body can't withstand the toss!"

Bodhi's face was very anxious.

Shen Lang glanced at him angrily, this old Bodhi is really timid.

However, he did not continue to keep Bodhi here, but put him and Pixiu all into the Black Pole Purgatory.

Pixiu naturally had no objections to this, one was because he didn't dare, and the other was that it suddenly felt an extremely dangerous aura.

With its dissipating remnant soul, it is impossible to resist at all, and hiding is naturally the best choice.

Rumble!

Outside the Stone Pavilion.

Gu Chenfeng's face was extremely solemn at this moment, and he sat in the void in front of the top of the stone attic, chanting words in his mouth, like a strange scripture, very mysterious.

As soon as those scriptures came out of his mouth, they immediately turned into golden rays of light and escaped into the stone pavilion.

At this time, the entire stone pavilion was shining, and a grand and majestic and lofty and mysterious aura surged out, sweeping through the entire refining city like a monstrous wave.

At this moment, countless cultivators from the Refining City looked up in the direction of the Refining Pavilion.

There, a blue light shot straight into the sky, like a sharp sword, directly piercing the black sky.

In the Refining Weapon City, many of the monks were shocked, they had never seen this scene before.

Including the disciples of the Refining Pavilion, as well as those elders, they didn't know.

Except for the ancient dust seal, no one expected that the stone pavilion, the landmark building of the Refining Pavilion, would be such a magic weapon artifact against the sky.

At this moment, the stone pavilion had slowly floated up, and then quietly suspended in the sky.

Xue Dingshan looked at the stone pavilion, and then asked Yan Ruyun on the side, "Does Elder Yan know the true face of the stone pavilion?" ”

Yan Ruyun shook her head: "I don't know." ”

However, Xue Dingshan was a little unconvinced, and asked again, "Aren't you very close to Elder Gu?" How could you not know? ”

Yan Ruyun looked at Xue Dingshan and said seriously: "I said it, if you don't know, you don't know." ”

Obviously, Yan Ruyun was in a bad mood at the moment.

Because, she was already ready to marry Gu Chenfeng, however, Gu Chenfeng still had secrets that she hadn't told herself.

She didn't know if it was because Gu Chenfeng didn't believe in herself, or because of some other reason.

This question, she must ask Gu Chenfeng clearly afterwards, if Gu Chenfeng doesn't believe herself, then she will leave the Refining Pavilion immediately.

But if it's for other unavoidable reasons, then she's not a narrow-minded person.

After all, during the period when the Pavilion Master left for retreat, the Refining Pavilion was all controlled by Gu Chenfeng, and many secrets were probably known to him recently.

Airplanes!

At this moment, a sword roar suddenly came to mind in the stone pavilion.

A monstrous sword aura rushed straight into the sky, tearing the entire sky apart in an instant.

At this moment, in the eyes of everyone, the huge stone pavilion seemed to have turned into a giant sword, and it seemed that under its sword, nothing in this world could survive.

Even if it is the highest heavenly dao, it can be cut with a sword.

And after that sword roar resounded through the sky.

On the desolate land, there were several figures that had not moved for thousands of years, and they suddenly opened their eyes.

In the distant land of Dongsheng Shenzhou, in a small town.

In a cramped, old blacksmith shop, a middle-aged man with a sturdy body was drinking liquor and beating fine iron.

The smell of wine and molten iron permeated the entire blacksmith shop, making people feel a little pungent and a little ready to move.

The starry night was dark, and the sound of gold and iron pounding was endless, resounding in this dilapidated town with only two people.

The middle-aged man's face was extremely rough, but his skin was very white, and his beard was blood-red.

In addition, on the right half of the man's body, there was a blood-red dragon.

This blood-red dragon is not a tattoo, but a real dragon.

The tail of the red dragon wrapped around the middle-aged man's waist, and the dragon's body was wrapped around the man's forearm from the man's shoulder, and the dragon's mouth bit directly on the middle-aged man's wrist.

Strangely, there was not a single drop of blood coming out of the man's wrist.

At this moment, a heaven-shattering sword roar suddenly sounded in the dark night sky, and the middle-aged man frowned, then turned his head to look at the wooden house.

In the middle of the wooden house, on the beam, hung a broken sword covered with rust.

This broken sword is only two feet long with the hilt, and there is nothing special about the sword body, but there are countless scales engraved on the hilt, and two ancient characters are engraved on the hilt swallowing the mouth - scale abyss.

Just after the sword roared, the Scales Abyss Broken Sword suddenly trembled, as if it was making some answer.

The middle-aged man frowned slightly, and then stopped what he was doing.

He didn't bother with the trembling Broken Sword Scales, but left the blacksmith shop and walked towards somewhere deep in town.

A moment later, the middle-aged man came to the front of a shop.

This is a shop called a sword shop, and it specializes in selling all kinds of long swords.

At this time, inside the sword shop, an old man was squatting by a well while smoking dry smoke, sharpening a long sword.

At this moment, the middle-aged man walked in, looked at the old man in cloth, and said, "It's time to leave." ”

When the old man heard this, he took a puff of dry smoke again and said, "Don't worry, I've been waiting for thousands of years, so why rush for a while." ”

The middle-aged man frowned and said, "You and I are not the only ones who covet this thing, if you don't make a move earlier, you may regret it for the rest of your life." ”

When the old man heard this, the movements in his hands suddenly paused.

He raised his head and looked at the bright moon in the sky with that somewhat cloudy gaze, and after a moment of silence, he said: "The birth of the Sword Pavilion is bound to have a great impact on the entire Flood Desolate Sword Dao, and it may even open up a new sword path again. ”

At the end of the words, the old man sighed lightly, as if he hated himself for being born at the wrong time.

After a moment of silence, he said again: "Chi Yan, you forcibly cut off your sword path back then, the purpose was to wait for the birth of the Sword Pavilion, you are a person with great courage and great perseverance, for the birth of the Sword Pavilion, your original choice was correct, but the old man is different, for thousands of years, the old man has been thinking about a question, in the end, the old man's sword path will never be able to advance half a step further without the Sword Pavilion?" ”

"And the answer?"

The middle-aged man asked.

The old man of the sword shop said, "There is no answer yet. ”

After that, the old man of the sword shop was silent for a moment, and then said: "However, the old man has already decided not to participate in the competition of the Sword Pavilion, but only to be a bystander, watch the changes in the way of the sword, and wait for the flood to rise again." ”

Chi Yan nodded, he didn't say anything more, and turned around and left.

As the old man of the sword shop said, the Sword Pavilion was very important to him, because he had realized the problem at the end of the sword path thousands of years ago.

That road is not finished.

Therefore, before he reached that realm, he cut off his sword path by himself, and for the next thousands of years, he has been hiding in this town, just to wait for the birth of the Sword Pavilion.

And now, the Sword Pavilion has been born, and it is time for him to leave the uninhabited town.

As for the choice of the old man in the sword shop, he can only say that everyone has their own ambitions, and he can't force it.

After Chi Yan left, the old man of the sword shop slowly stood up, touched the snow-white shiny long sword in his hand that had been sharpened by him, and couldn't help but sigh softly: "In ancient times, the sword ancestor opened the sword, who is respected today, the world is up to me, and I can't help but be sad and self-urging, through the past and the present, sigh the ancient and modern, look at the ancient and modern heart intoxicated, obsessed with the body, obsessed with the heart, look back and forget, the old people have gone, leaving a little sadness in vain. ”

As soon as the words fell, the whole person of the old man in the sword shop instantly turned into a sword light, soaring into the sky, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

And after he left, all the long swords in the entire sword shop were trembling at this moment, as if they were sending off the old man of the sword shop, and they were no longer bound from then on, and they really stepped into the sword heart.

On the other side, Chi Yan, who had just returned to the blacksmith shop, couldn't help but sigh in his heart after seeing the old man who turned into sword light and left.

"Hey! I hope you can really find your own way out, and it is not in vain that you and I have thousands of years of friendship, I really don't want to see you die in a different place, and regret it for life. ”

After saying that, the middle-aged man turned his head to look at the broken sword hanging on the beam in his room, and then with a move of his right hand, the broken sword immediately appeared in his hand.

Then, the man glanced at the blacksmith shop with some reluctance, and then waved the scales in his hand and swiped lightly.

Suddenly, the blacksmith shop disappeared without a sound.

Then, the middle-aged man looked at the sky in the distance, and then turned into a sword light and rose into the sky, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

At this time, on a street corner in Refining City, an old woman in rags was curled up here with a little girl in the same shabby clothes.

These two people are the pair of beggar mothers and grandsons that Shen Lang met in the noodle shop when he first entered the refining city.

Just now, when the sound of the sword in the Refining Pavilion was soaring into the sky, the two of them suddenly opened their eyes.

The little girl Xiao Li looked at her mother-in-law and said with a happy face: "Mother-in-law, that thing has appeared." ”

The little girl's expression was very excited, and she kept shaking her mother-in-law's arm.

However, the old beggar woman's face was still calm, she looked up at the stone pavilion above the Refining Pavilion, and said softly: "As soon as the Sword Pavilion comes out, the entire Flood Desolate Sword Dao will definitely be another bloody storm that will end in an unknown year, and look at this life, which one is happy and which one is worried." ”