"The ...... of the Sword Pavilion of the End of the World"

"The ...... of the Sword Pavilion of the End of the World"

The sound was repeated three times in a row, and the ferry began to slow down slowly.

"What's wrong?"

"Why did the ship stop?"

"Shhhh......h

The ship became noisy for a moment, and many people hurried out of their rooms and walked towards the deck.

Zhao Rong listened to the surrounding discussions with his ears pricked up, and followed the crowd to the bow of the boat in front.

At this time, the Qingfeng Pavilion ferry had stopped, and on the empty deck, more than 100 people had gathered.

Zhao Rong squeezed forward and picked a position with a good view.

I saw a group of "uninvited guests" hovering in the sky not far in front of the ship.

A group of eleven people, except for the leader who was dressed in sackcloth, the back ten people were all in uniform dark blue standard sword uniforms.

Zhao Rong saw the ferry steward running to the boat, and seemed to be looking for the person to speak.

I heard Liu Sanbian say that every ferry in the continent will have at least one Jindan Realm monk on board.

He had nothing to do, and carefully looked at the pedestrian in the air.

There are lines on the sword clothes of the ten people in the back, and a small sword pattern is embroidered on the cuffs.

Those lines, Zhao Rong felt cumbersome at first glance, but he was dizzy when he looked closely.

And these ten people, both men and women, have extraordinary bearings, some carry long swords, some carry swords behind them, and some people cross their swords around their waists, with different postures, but they all carry swords.

But the leading man in sackcloth was empty-handed, and there were no ornaments on his body except for a simple linen shirt.

However, the most strange thing about the Mai man that made Zhao Rong feel strange was not this, but the strange pattern tattooed on his emaciated cheeks, which extended all the way to the neck, submerged in the collar, and spread somewhere.

Tattooed red with a quirky pattern.

After Zhao Rong took a closer look, he found that it seemed to be tattooed with several ...... Grimace?

What is it?

"That's the sword pattern. ”

"Kundu sword pattern. ”

The voice of return came out in the heart lake.

"Oh, that sounds amazing, is there anything special?"

Zhao Rong was very skilled in answering the words and inducing it to continue, in fact, it was not because Zhao Rong wanted to know more about these things, after all, he had seen too many new things when he came to this world, so he had already begun to see strange things, besides, some of the things that Gui sometimes said were too high and too empty for Zhao Rong, and he felt that he might not be in contact with it for the rest of his life, so he was not very interested.

The reason why he cooperated with Tinggui was because he knew that Gui was actually lonely.

Zhao Rong didn't know if it was because he hadn't spoken to anyone for too long before he met him, or because his position was too high.

He could feel its loneliness, because he had been lonely before.

Four years of college, unremarkable, no bloody love, no life-changing mentors and friends, lively, lonely, immersed in games and novels, but also awakened, every morning jog, memorize words, check in the library...... As he approached graduation and his friends went their separate ways, he realized that life was actually a journey of solitude, and the people around him almost came and went in a chaotic manner.

In addition to your parents who can only accompany you for half your life, if you can get a partner or a confidant on the way after, how lucky you should be.

Although Gui is arrogant, poisonous, and dies to save face, he has actually gotten along for a long time...... It's pretty cute, too. Although Zhao Rong does not agree with some of its values, the gentleman is harmonious but different.

Therefore, Zhao Rong felt that it was a rare fate for him and Gui Neng to share weal and woe together and spend the rest of their lives together, at least they would no longer be alone.

At the same time, he also knew that if his reaction was simple uh or oh, he would probably ignore him for several days, and he had already had a few experiences, so he still followed its words, don't hold it back again......

I don't know that someone has coveted the position of its blue-faced confidant, and gave it a "very cute" evaluation, if it knows, it is estimated that it can "smile" to lift Zhao Rong's heavenly spirit cover, and jump out of it and die with Zhao Rong.

At this moment, it heard Zhao Rong's curious tone, was quite satisfied, and continued.

"The red sword pattern on his face is used, and the material is the heart ventricular essence blood of the demon cultivator of the God Transformation Realm, hmm...... The demon cultivation of the god realm corresponds to the Yuan Infant Realm of the human race, although this seat can't see his cultivation now, but he should not have reached Taiyi, and it is estimated that it is a Yuan Infant Realm. ”

"Sword tattoos are just grimaces on the face?"

"There is no definite pattern of the sword pattern, as long as the materials, the magic circle, and the natal flying sword are complete, the sword pattern can be pierced, heh, he is not tattooed with a grimace, a fox, a Xuanru, it should be the body of the strongest demon cultivators he has ever killed, and there are many sword cultivators in Kundu who like to do this. ”

"When I went to Kundu to kill demons, I also had a sword tattoo, heh, but it was purple. Gui Aoran said.

"You also have a face tattoo on your face?"

"Get out!"

"Okay, it's not a grimace, but it's ugly...... Why can't you think of getting a tattoo on your face?"

"I don't have a tattoo on my face!"

"And where are you tattooed?"

"You have to take care of it!"

“......”

The topic was deviated by Zhao Rong again, but later Zhao Rong asked a few more words, and probably figured out what the Kundu sword pattern was.

In the far west of Fuyao Continent, there is a Kundu, famous in the Xuanhuang world.

Guy three things.

The remains of a Kunpeng

A demonic gate.

An Elector's House.

The corpse of Kunpeng belongs to an ancient saint of the demon clan, and after his death, the remnants of his great power have been suspended in the air for tens of thousands of years, and Kundu is built on the huge corpse of this ancient saint of the demon clan, which is a floating city.

Tens of thousands of years ago, Emperor Xuandi, the first emperor of the human race, banished most of the demon clan to a certain ancient domain, and the gate of the demon desolation is the passage connecting that ancient domain and the Xuanhuang realm, located in the corpse of the ancient saint of the demon race.

And that Elector's Mansion is the ruler of Kundu, the owner of the ancient saint's corpse, and has the huge power conferred by the supreme law of the human race, the Xuandi Law, and at the same time, it also bears the corresponding responsibility to suppress the ancient demons in the gate of the demon desolation forever!

Those ancient demons had been the source of several great chaos in the history of the Xuanhuang Realm, so the Demon Desolation Gate was also one of the few places that the Xuanhuang Race focused on guarding.

In addition to the Elector's Mansion, there was also the Tai'a Sword Pavilion, one of the four great Taizong of the human race, and several "Hundred Schools of Princes" to assist in guarding the town.

Kundu is the most sword cultivation, and all the sword cultivators in the world are proud to go to Kundu to kill demons, so the Kundu sword pattern came into being.

The sashimi is based on the blood of the demon clan he killed, supplemented by a magic circle and a natal flying sword, and the sword pattern can be condensed.

The sword pattern is extremely useful, the most important of which is to protect the demon slayer from the erosion of the evil qi of the demon world for many years, and use the evil qi to wash the sword.

The sword cultivators who have killed demons in Kundu will be tattooed with sword patterns, and the sword patterns of different colors correspond to the big demons of different realms they have killed, which is a status certificate and a symbol of glory.

Zhao Rong listened to Gui's words while continuing to look at the group of people, and suddenly, a hand slapped him on the shoulder.

"That's someone from the Tianya Sword Pavilion. ”

Zhao Rong was so frightened that he hurriedly turned around, and when he saw that the owner of his hand was Liu Sanchang, he breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't cry or laugh.

"Why don't you walk?"

Liu San changed his face apologetically, and then said a few words to Zhao Rong.

Tianya Sword Pavilion is one of the four great Taizong Tai'a Sword Pavilion's lower sect in Wangque Continent.

Wangque Continent is too small, and among the four major Taizongs, only Tai'a Sword Pavilion has set up a lower sect in Wangque Continent.

Tianya Sword Pavilion is a sword suspended over the heads of all the mountain sects and monks in Wangque Continent, similar to the official regulatory authority on the mountain, only responsible for important matters that affect the order on the mountain, and does not interfere in ordinary things.

The two didn't talk for long.

The ferry steward followed a white-haired old man back onto the deck, parting the crowd and walking towards the group from the Tianya Sword Pavilion.