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The fourth: The painting is the first martial arts master from the Western Regions barbarians, the Golden Wheel Patriarch: Gu Chenyue

The fifth: the painting has a crazy life, a crazy life, a witty old naughty boy: Zhou Rui, Zhou Xiaotian

Sixth: The painting has long hair fluttering outside the plug, free and drunk with immortals: Wang Dao, Wang Xianzhi

The seventh: There is a painting of the Witch with Two Swords: Dongfang Hongmei, he is the ancestor of the Double Sword Gate!

The eighth: Painting the old man of the Magic Mountain: Wu Yuan is the ancestor of the Magic Mountain faction!

Each of the characters in these eight paintings can be said to be a martial artist and a dragon among people. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info is the swordsman among the swordsmen. Who planted it better than whom, but in this secret room, the old eight were ranked, from one to eight, all of them were writing rice buckets.

Hey.......

After Nanxia read these eight calligraphy and paintings, he was so angry that he vomited blood.......

Hurriedly freed up a hand, and used the tip of his finger to dip the blood that splashed on the white clothes when the python was cut on his body, in the eight calligraphy and paintings

On the white wall next to it is written:

A hundred years of madmen,

There is a martial spirit in the secret room.

laughed and said that the masters are all rice buckets,

jealous of prestige but without guests.

Write it.

Nanxia's heart suddenly felt very comfortable.

But only for a moment,

Nanxia shook his head again and smiled.

Xindao,

I'm too impulsive,

Hey, how many times has the teacher told me, why can't I change it?

The secret room of a few decades ago may have been inhabited by a madman.

Am I guilty of fighting with him?

After saying that he wrote a rice bucket, it was a real rice bucket.

Who in these rivers and lakes doesn't know the prestige of these eight old-timers.

How could he have changed it by talking nonsense?

It is possible that this madman also practiced martial arts decades ago, but he didn't practice very well. In the rivers and lakes, they often lose. He is extremely psychologically unbalanced, and he is jealous of these eight top seniors.

So he lived in seclusion in this secret room, painted eight paintings, and then wrote like this.

It's not okay to find a mental balance. But the world is really a big forest, and there are all kinds of birds!

How could I, Nanxia, be angry with such a madman?

It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous.........

Nanxia's heart was cranky, but at this time, those eyes were not idle. He glanced away again.

The last two eyes fell on the two large wooden boxes that were more than one meter long.

What's in this box?

Is it a baby ........? Versus.........? ...... clothes or books, ......?

Thinking of this, Nanxia walked quickly to the two large wooden boxes, and saw a little more clearly by the faint candlelight.

But I saw that these two large wooden boxes were made of brown-red paint.

It is made of high-quality nanmu wood. The carving is very exquisite.

However, because of age, the surface of the box was covered with dust, which was more than an inch thick.

Nanxia hurriedly wiped the dust lightly with his hands and arms.

Later, I saw a small lock on the box.

Nanxia tugged at the small lock with one hand, and felt fine.

I said "on" with luck

thought that with his own strength, he would be able to pull this little lock off, but he knew that Nanxia shouted three times in a row.

"Open"...."Open"...."Open".......

only to find that the small lock on the box was intact.

Ah.........

Nanxia was so strange in his heart, he looked at this little lock carefully,

But he didn't find any difference from the other locks.

Weird..... Weird........

Nanxia Road:

In the past, the lock was several times larger than this, and I didn't have to make any effort to make it a small lock today.

But he kept dragging three times in a row.

Could it be that my kung fu has slipped, can't!

I'm practicing hard every day, how can I slip?

Nanxia's heart was very puzzled,

He did not pull it with his hands, but changed his method, raised the sword in his hand above his head, and slashed at the little trivial.

Click......... Click.........

Sparks fly.

Jiang Nanxia slashed those more than ten swords, but the little trivial head was not damaged at all.

And the sword in Jiang Nanxia's hand has already rolled up the blade. Nanxia was angry and threw the sword aside.

Heart:

What kind of lock is this? Is it made of pure steel?

How can it be so hard. Even the sword was curled, but he was unscathed.

Nanxia was asking himself in his heart.........

But then his eyes fell on the wooden box of the same size next to him.

Heart:

This one can't be opened, so I'll hit that one first.

It's hard to say that neither of these two boxes can be opened.

I'm here to see ........

Yes and no........

Come to think of it,

Nanxia leaned over to the box, and he carefully looked at the little trivial head on the box.

On the surface, there is no difference between these two little trivials.

Nanxia's heart couldn't help but be a little discouraged........

But he still stretched out his hand and tugged hard,

Just listen to the "click".

Small trivial tugging.

Nanxia was suddenly surprised,

Road:

This triviality seems to be the same, but it is actually different. It's a little strange that this box can be opened so easily

It's incredible........

Nanxia shook his head slightly, and crumpled the lid of the box with his hand.

By the light of the candlelight, look in. found that it was a pile of tattered clothes, and Nanxia's heart was not discouraged.

He took out all his clothes piece by piece and laid them on the ground. When it comes to taking the last piece.

Suddenly, a small object was left in the box.

Make a crisp "click" sound.

Nanxia looked at it, but found that the thing left behind was actually a small metal key.

Nanxia picked up the key, looked at it, and found that it was very delicate and small.

Isn't this little key ......... opening that box?

Thinking of this, Nanxia carried the small key and returned to the original wooden box, and he inserted the key into the small trivia.

Sure enough,

This little key is the one that opens this trivial one.

Nanxia opened the lid of the box and then wrinkled it, and couldn't help but light up in front of him.

Yikes.......

What caught Jiang Nanxia's eye was a sword and a martial arts book.

There are a few people who don't like swords and books.

Jiang Nanxia hurriedly picked up the sword, held it in his palm, and took a look, feeling that he was a little heavier than the ordinary sword.

The sword-pressed Nanxia drew his sword, and there was a lightning flash in the secret room.

The sword light reflected in the secret room, but it was much brighter.

Good sword .......

Nanxia blurted out, and couldn't help but be extremely emotional.

He took a few steps and placed the candle in his hand on the table beside him.

And he swung his sword and danced,

The cold light is a little bit, the cold air is pressing, after all, Jiang Nanxia is a martial arts master, others turn with the sword, and the sword goes with the person.

I didn't stop until I was sweating badly.

What a sword....... Good sword .......

Nanxia simply couldn't put it down, he touched it left and looked right.

Suddenly, Nanxia found that there was a line of small characters carved in the middle of the sword body:

If you look closely, it is: the Golden Dragon Sword.