"Please open this door, I want to go in", Ding Xiaoyi said politely to the elder guarding the building.

The elder nodded, and he slowly came to the gate of the martyr's building, and he pressed the mechanism next to the gate.

There was a roar of the opening of the mechanism, and the door of the martyr's building slowly opened. As soon as the gate opened, a gust of wind blew in his face, and Ding Xiaoyi immediately felt the biting cold wind rushing out.

He lifted his leg and walked into the Martyr's Building, and the door slowly closed again. Outside the Heroic Martyr's Tower, the stiff Sword Pavilion Elder had a complicated expression, he shook his head and sighed.

Ding Xiaoyi is just a registered disciple of the sword, but in just over ten days, he has already become famous in the Sword Pavilion.

From an unknown disciple of Sword Weapon Peak to the top 20 who shined in the Tianjiao Sword Competition, and in the top 20 to the top 10 competition, he was the fastest player.

In addition, Ding Xiaoyi is carrying the palm teaching token, and seeing the token is like seeing the palm teaching himself, Ding Xiaoyi's identity is even higher in the Sword Pavilion.

There was a gloomy wind blowing in the heroic building, and there were nine floors in the heroic building, and each floor was filled with countless spiritual tablets.

Looking at this dense spiritual position card, Ding Xiaoyi was even more embarrassed. Underneath the spiritual tablet are the ashes of this sacrificial Sword Pavilion disciple.

There are also countless candles flickering in the Martyrs' Building. The faint candle flame reflected the glowing spiritual tablets.

He found the location of the Sword Weapon Peak from the spirit position card. He slapped the bag, and a wine gourd appeared in his hand.

He pulled the cork and the smell of wine permeated his nose. Looking at the familiar names on the spiritual tablet, Ding Xiaoyi only felt an unconcealable sadness and anger surging in his heart.

He took a wild sip of wine, the spicy water pounding his chest. No matter how strong the wine was, it couldn't extinguish the grief in his heart.

The spicy drink could not hide the stinging pain in his throat. He said that he was going to come to worship the dead brothers and sisters of Sword Weapon Peak, and he came.

Li Yueniang, a girl with a smile like a flower, saw Ding Xiaoyi like a nymphomaniac. She smiled so beautifully, and her eyes were like the crooked crescent moon.

Her eyelashes were long, and her eyes sparkled with aura.

"Senior Sister Li, I hope you will know and help me find the murderer as soon as possible and seek justice for you" Ding Xiaoyi looked at Li Yueniang's spiritual tablet, he choked up and said.

Wen Shifa, a sword-forging disciple who dreams of making a fortune all day long. His biggest dream was to take the female disciples of the Sword Pavilion, and then give birth to a large number of children, so that these children could become disciples of the Sword Pavilion.

It's just that his wish has not yet come true, and he has already encountered an accident. Song Xiangyun, the oldest disciple of Sword Weapon Peak.

They are all forty or fifty years old, and they have not yet become the elders of Sword Weapon Peak. He has never married in his life, has no children and no daughters, and his greatest enjoyment is a whole sip of wine accompanied by a plate of peanuts.

However, his alcohol consumption was too bad, and he was drunk by Ding Xiaoyi several times. …… Looking at these familiar names, Ding Xiaoyi only felt tears slipping down his eyes.

What is life and death, and what is between life and death. Life may also be death, after experiencing the catastrophe of Sword Weapon Peak, Ding Xiaoyi's mood has undergone earth-shaking changes.

He also understands life and death more thoroughly. The first layer is where the ordinary disciples' spiritual position cards are located, and the second layer is the most advanced elite disciples, and so on.

Ding Xiaoyi didn't have any interest in other floors, he was just a hurried passerby.

It's just that he didn't expect so many things to happen when he came to the Sword Pavilion. Although there was a gust of wind in the Heroic Tower, there was no strange aura, and the entire Heroic Martyr's Building seemed to have laid down a large array of soul purification.

Ding Xiaoyi quickly saw the clue, this place was dedicated to the Sword Pavilion Sword Cultivator who sacrificed for the Sword Pavilion or the disciples of other peaks of the Sword Pavilion.

They shed their blood for the Sword Pavilion, and they deserve to be remembered by every disciple of the Sword Pavilion. They are the soul of the Sword Pavilion, they are the backbone of the Sword Pavilion, and they should not be forgotten.

It's just that the original intention of the Heroic Martyr's Tower has changed, and no one will come to worship these Sword Pavilion cultivators who have given their lives for the Sword Pavilion.

Ding Xiaoyi saw that there was still a thick layer of dust on the face spirit tablet. The ground was covered with a thick layer of dust, and he saw clear footprints on the ground.

A sword lives and dies, where to place the soul of the Sword Pavilion. The Heroic Martyrs Building was already covered with ashes, and Ding Xiaoyi's face was not very good.

This place that should be remembered by the Sword Pavilion has become the forgotten place of the Sword Pavilion. No one in the Sword Pavilion would ever think of coming here to worship the Heroic Soul of the Sword Pavilion.

The soul of the Sword Pavilion, the backbone of the Sword Pavilion has long since disappeared. Ding Xiaoyi sighed for a while, and he stood still at the sword weapon peak spirit position plate for a long time.

The wine gourd in his hand also became heavy. At last he let out a long sigh, and he threw up his head and took another sip of wine, and was about to turn away.

And the moment he turned around, the candlelight in the building flickered several times. A figure suddenly appeared in Ding Xiaoyi's sight.

Seeing the sudden figure, Ding Xiaoyi was startled. He thought he had met a ghost.

That figure was exactly the same as the Sword Pavilion Sect Master, if it weren't for the transcendent and dustless aura around the figure, Ding Xiaoyi would have thought that the Sect Master had entered this heroic building.

"You shouldn't be here!" The figure said to Ding Xiaoyi faintly. Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but be stunned when he heard the words like a fairy sound.

And the figure came towards Ding Xiaoyi like a flutter. That figure was like a ghost that didn't step on the ground, and it came towards Ding Xiaoyi like this.

"Why shouldn't I be here?" Ding Xiaoyi asked suspiciously, but the figure in Tsing Yi kept repeating the sentence just now as if he hadn't heard Ding Xiaoyi's question: "You shouldn't come here ......."

The figure was getting closer and closer to Ding Xiaoyi, and Ding Xiaoyi found that the figure in Tsing Yi looked stupid, as if he was missing three souls and six spirits.

The figure in green clothes floated beside Ding Xiaoyi, paused beside Ding Xiaoyi for a few breaths, and then he floated towards the second floor.

Ding Xiaoyi looked at the strange scene in front of him, and he couldn't help but wonder. He followed the figure in Tsing Yi to the second floor, and when he came to the second floor, he found that the figure in Tsing Yi had already disappeared.

This made him very puzzled, he knew that the figure in green clothes was not a real ghost, but a living human.

It's just that he doesn't know why the figure in green clothes is dumbfounded, as if he has lost his soul, like a walking corpse without majestic vitality.

Ding Xiaoyi also saw the puppet corpse, and he knew that this figure in Tsing Yi was not a puppet corpse, but a living person.

If you come, you will be safe, Ding Xiaoyi plans to take a good look at this heroic building. He had a delusion in his heart, and this heroic martyr should be able to solve many doubts in his heart.

There are not as many spiritual position cards on the second layer as there are on the first layer, and the spiritual position cards here are arranged in an orderly manner, and most of them are the spiritual positions of the elite disciples of the Sword Pavilion.

After walking around the second floor, he didn't touch the Tsing Yi figure who looked like a teacher. He had some disappointment.

Then he raised his legs and walked towards the third layer, and when he came to the third layer, he found that there were fewer spirit tablets here, and he didn't care.

He went straight up to the fourth floor, then the fifth, then the sixth. After several floors in a row, he never touched the Tsing Yi figure who looked similar to the head of the sect.

This puzzled him. The figure in Tsing Yi disappeared inexplicably, and this heroic tower once again gave him a mysterious feeling.

Could it be that the figure in green clothes will not be able to become invisible, or that the figure in green clothes has entered a different dimension.

Ding Xiaoyi was puzzled, and there was only the sound of his heavy footsteps in the huge heroic building. The sound of heavy footsteps echoed in the martyr's tower, which was particularly harsh.

Ding Xiaoyi ascended to the ninth floor, and there were fewer spiritual position cards on the ninth floor, only a few pieces. Then he saw several familiar names.

Ye Ruofeng, Jian Changkong, Chu Tianshu, and a few names he didn't recognize. In the spirit position card, he suddenly saw the spirit position card of the cold moon star.

This made him both shocked and confused, Cold Moon Star was dead, and he couldn't help but secretly think in his heart, but who was in that extremely evil canyon?

Looking at the spirit card of the Cold Moon Star, Ding Xiaoyi was puzzled. He didn't understand why the Spirit Position Cards of the Cold Moon Star were placed together with these Spirit Position Cards of the previous Sword Pavilion Masters.