Confucian Palace.

Wen Fat jumped up abruptly and said loudly:

"You're going to hand over the giant to the 'Imperial Spirit Palace'?"

"That's right, that's where the giant should go. ”

Xun was very calm, because he had known that Wen Zhong would have such a reaction, but it was too late to say anything now, because according to the agreed time, the people from the Imperial Spirit Hall would come to fetch the sword immediately.

Wen Fat Man couldn't believe his ears, he knew very well in his heart that the Imperial Spirit Hall was the subordinate institution of the Pure Land, equivalent to the inner courtyard of the Pure Land, and everyone else in the Cangling Tomb except for Xiaoyi was cultivated by the Imperial Spirit Palace, which can be said to be the real leading department of the Pure Land, but the Imperial Spirit Hall has always been very mysterious, and it has never been very low-key, and it has never had any connection with the Pure Land Headquarters, this time it suddenly proposed to take back the Giant, so according to their usual style, the results of the Giant are only two, first, they will train a general existence like the previous generation of Giant Sword Master Xiaoyi (of course, this is almost impossible) to become the master of the Giant again, this is a relatively good result, but no matter how you think about it, the second possibility is more likely, that is, they destroyed the giant in order to keep the secret of twenty years ago. Although the Imperial Spirit Hall is nominally subordinate to the Pure Land Organization, it has actually been in the same breath as the Divine Realm, and the Divine Realm has always wanted to destroy the giant for some reason, but a clear-eyed person like Wen Fatzi can see at a glance that they want to cover up some secrets, and he, as the apprentice of the "Sword God" Xiaoyi, will never allow any secrets about the master to be hidden, he wants to explore everything, which is also the whole meaning of the rest of his life.

What puzzled the fat man was Xun Qian's attitude, he didn't seem to intend to go against the decision of the Imperial Spirit Palace, the fat man suddenly felt a little unhappy, and said:

"Xun Qing, have you forgotten the catastrophe that Taoyuan experienced twelve years ago? How many people died in Taoyuan in that disaster, do you just want to watch the people of the Royal Spirit Hall hide everything?"

Xun Jing didn't answer immediately, he knew that he didn't want to do it in his heart, but ......

"I'm old, and I don't want anything to happen to Taoyuan again. ”

There was unwillingness in his voice.

......

After listening to Chongluan's explanation, Shui Han felt that it made some sense, but he still didn't understand how Chongluan could leave this place, this was a dream that couldn't even slap himself and wake up, in this case, could he not commit suicide, Shui Han suddenly felt that this idea also made some sense, and if he died in a dream, maybe he would be able to wake up in reality, so he told Chongluan his thoughts.

Chongluan looked at the "thousand-year-old tears" on Shui Han's neck, as if he had made some big decision, and said:

"It's a different kind of dream, if you indulge in it, you'll never wake up. ”

Shui Han is inexplicable, addicted? What is there in this strange place that can make him addicted? But then he realized that Chongluan might be talking about the beginning of the day, looking at the person in front of him who looked exactly like Chongluan, Shui Han still didn't understand the current situation at all, but one thing was certain, he didn't want to stay in this place for a moment.

Chongluan continued:

"Your current state is not so much a dream as a soul wandering in this illusion, if you die here now, it means that your soul will stay here forever, do you think your physical body can still wake up?"

"What then? Didn't you say you had a way?"

"To unravel this illusion, you have to have a medium. ”

"What is it?"

"Giant. ”

Chongluan's voice was faint, but sure.

......

Wen Fat Man couldn't believe his ears, he would actually say such a thing, is this still the Xun situation he knows?

"I don't care what you think, I will never allow it. ”

Saying that he snatched the giant among Xun singers, Xun Ge did not make any resistance, and let Wen Fat take it away, in fact, he was also very conflicted in his own heart, so many ancestral ghosts in Taoyuan, is it just because of the words of the Imperial Spirit Palace? He was unwilling, he knew that his father was not reconciled, but it was too late.

The footsteps outside the door gradually became clearer, and a figure appeared at the door at some point, the man was dressed in a white robe, clasped his hands into fists and saluted the hall, and then stood up straight again, and said lightly:

"Under the throne of the Imperial Spirit Palace, Lord Yan Xi came to retrieve the giant son on the order of the Holy Lord.

......

"What, giant?"

Shui Han was taken aback, what does this matter have to do with the giant, and the giant has been taken away by Jingmen, even if he wants the giant, it can't save the near fire from the far water.

Chongluan knew what Shui Han thought, but his thinking was also very clear, and the current giant would definitely be able to break this illusion.

"Shui Han, I'm going to teach you a summoning circle now, which can summon the giant through the realm, and you have to learn it in the shortest possible time. ”

"But ......"

"I know you have a lot of doubts now, but there are many things I can't tell you yet, I just ask you, do you want to save the beginning of the day?"

Shui Han looked at the beginning of the day in his arms, and after a while, he gently put it on the ground, stood up, and said:

"Say it. ”

The voice was firm.

......

At this time, Wen Fatzi was almost ready to swear to protect the giant, but he knew very well in his heart that in front of him was one of the six apostles of the Imperial Spirit Palace, Yan Xijue, even if he fought with his life, he might not be able to catch him with three moves, but soon Wen Fatzi realized that he couldn't catch one move.

The powerful scorching wave of qi pushed the fat man backwards, and unconsciously, Yan Xijue had appeared in front of him, and at the same time he felt a pain in his right hand, the giant man had already taken off his hand, too fast, and there was no time to react.

Yan Xijue looked at the giant in his hand and said:

"Now that you have retrieved the giant, you will take your leave. ”

......

Shui Han recited the mantra and chanted:

"Giant, summoned!"

The light blue gate of the boundary appeared in front of him, and Chongluan watched from the side, this guy is learning very quickly.

......

Looking at the giant in his hand that was gradually disappearing, Yan Xijue immediately formed a magic seal to stop it, but it was obviously too late, he smiled bitterly:

"It is really fate that there is such a thing. ”

The people around him were also dumbfounded, this giant was obviously summoned by someone through the boundary, but everyone knows that there is only one person in this world who can do this level, and that is Cangling Captain "Sword God" Xiaoyi, but, how is this possible, he is obviously dead.

......

Shui Han grabbed the giant, pulled the blade out of its sheath, and plunged straight forward.

"Broken!"

The sound was deafening.