When Ning Hongdou, who was deep underground, encountered a cluster of graves.

The ruins of the sword-forging grass house deep on the ground, accompanied by the setting sun, ushered in a middle-aged man in a green shirt and white hair carrying a wine jug at his waist.

This person stood at the entrance of the ruins of the sword-casting grass house, two lines of tears fell from his cheeks, and he held a yellowed secret letter in his palm, which read: "The grass house is in danger, I hope my brother will come to the rescue quickly, not to relieve the siege, but to ask for the safety of the girl, sister." ”

The middle-aged man's expression was depressed, and he murmured: "It is said that greedy cups are wrong, a pot of drunken life and dreams of death, can be late for thirteen years, let down my sister, and the thousand emperors will regret it for life." Take this pot as an oath, do not find your sister, and do not get a drop of wine. ”

Green shirts, white hair, wine jugs, thousand emperors!

This person is actually the wine fairy Bai Qiandi, not an immortal, but the realm is close to an immortal.

The only thing is greedy for cups, but I didn't expect that there is a relationship with this sword-casting grass house, and Nan Nan is the Northern Clan's affectionate name for their daughter. Think about it carefully, Bai Qiandi, who was an uncle, was able to be thirteen years late because of what drunken dreams and died!

If you know this history, you must know.

Thirteen years ago, the prince of the Tang Dynasty learned that there was a hundred-year-old Qingluan in the Sword Casting Grass House, and he asked for it to no avail, so he led the iron cavalry to press the realm and set foot on the Sword Casting Grass House.

The hostess of the grass house is the sister of Emperor Bai Qiandi, and she is lonely in her death, but she is entrusted to the wrong person.

The old man comes.

But the Lord is gone.

The once bustling sword-forging grass house is ruined, filthy and evil, and demonic.

Emperor Bai Qiandi burst into tears, his sleeves were windless, he raised his feet and stomped on the ground, gritted his teeth and scolded word by word, the voice was not loud, but the people in the entire ruins felt that their eardrums were bursting: "Who occupies my sister's grassland, get out!"

The realm of knowledge near immortals.

It is not much different from Ye Piaoling.

Naturally, you can sense the breath in this ruins, whether it is a friend or an enemy, not to mention that the breath of the disciples of the Demon Mountain is really too easy to identify, dark and cold like a lump of ice.

The black-clothed people in the entire ruins, including the magicians who returned from the search, all had numb scalps.

The bronze gate slowly opened, and hundreds of Demon Mountain disciples rushed out, and the Demon Master who had captured Ning Hongdou before stood at the forefront: "Who is in front? This is the Demon Mountain Cave Mansion!

When Bai Qiandi heard this, he actually laughed: "Don't welcome guests?"

Squinting his eyes, his expression became more and more gloomy: "When did this sword-forging grass house become the cave mansion of your Demon Mountain? Is your demon lord crazy? My sister of Bai Qiandi also dares to occupy it!"

"Humph!"

A cold snort.

The magician who was hundreds of meters away immediately spat out a large mouthful of blood, and his cheeks were as pale as snow.

Taking a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the fluctuating heart pulse, the magician lowered his head slightly: "It turned out to be the predecessor of the wine fairy, and we were also acting on orders, I didn't know that there was still this relationship with you here." Besides, the ruins of the Sword Casting Grass House have been occupied by my Demon Mountain for ten years, and I have never seen outsiders, you say that I can wait, and it is a little ...... to say that my demon master is crazy."

Bang.

This mysterious magician in front of Ning Hongdou didn't finish his words, and he directly exploded into a ball of blood.

Bai Qiandi said to himself: "It turns out that my sister's home has been occupied by you for ten years, I don't know if you are the murderer of the persecution of the sword-forging grass house, and whether it has anything to do with the bloody case thirteen years ago." But this is not a place where your magic mountain can be defiled, even if the people of the Ning family are dead, there will be me!"

"Don't think anyone is easy to bully. ”

"Don't think anyone is easy to talk to. ”

The wine immortal Bai Qiandi has a good and evil temperament, and his style of acting is strange and unpredictable, and he does whatever he wants, where can he listen to the explanations of the disciples of the Demon Mountain.

You've taken over my sister's house.

You are guilty.

Death is too good for him.

The hundreds of Demon Mountain disciples in front of the ruins looked at each other, can they leave? This Bai Qiandi is too domineering! If he doesn't make a sound, he will kill others, and he is even more demonic than the devil!

"Demon Mountain Cave Mansion, sacrosanct, fight to the death for my lord!"

The other magician roared angrily, ready to fight with Bai Qiandi.

As for Emperor Bai Qian, he slowly walked towards the entrance of the Sword Casting Grass House, hanging his head slightly, his expression sad and self-reproachful, and his face was full of indescribable sorrow.

The flask at his waist shattered without wind.

The wine in the pot turned into a large, transparent totem.

With a slap, he slapped dozens of Demon Mountain disciples at the door, fanning people like flies, driving away mosquitoes!

Every time he took a closer step, a figure was fanned away, and if he flew into the air, he was sentenced to death, and there was no chance of survival. Bai Qiandi is not like Ye Piaoling, he does not have the bottom line of the sect in his heart, he himself is the Tao, and he will not pursue any immortals and complete any ancestral training.

To live freely is to be the true self.

It was this spiritual belief that allowed him to drink and get drunk for thirteen years.

At this moment, Bai Qiandi was more awake than ever, and because he was sad in his heart, he couldn't get drunk and fall asleep.

Enter the bronze gate, sweep away the barricades, fall into the sword-casting pool, kill all the men in black, walk down the Sword Heart Hall, and dismantle all the sea dungeons that hide filth and dirt......

The more he walked, the more Emperor Bai Qian regretted it.

The more he walked, the more gloomy Bai Qiandi's face became.

"Where is this still the sword-forging grass house in my impression!"

"Once this was the most pursued place in the Eight Desolations of the Four Seas, casting the strongest sword of the Four Seas, refining the best blade of the Eight Desolations!

Regret!

Hate!

I regret that I shouldn't drink uncontrollably, and I hate myself for my drunken dreams that shouldn't be uncontrolled!

But what happened cannot be reversed, and those who are gone will definitely not be able to come back to life, what they can do is to try their best to find out, find the truth of the bloody case of the year, find out if there are any missing people, and the most important thing is to confirm whether their niece is still alive or not!

My sister's last wish is to support Gu.

As an elder brother, you can't ignore it, you have to take care of it.

Standing at the place where his sister got married, Bai Qiandi's cold voice shouted loudly: "Brother......"

A word was shouted, but the words behind it were held back for a long time, and the last voice came out low and deep: "It's too late!"

......

Sword Array Space.

In the dark of the night.

Ning Hongdou and the three of them took a raft to a grave, and bravely approached to investigate, where is this grave, it is clearly a sword mound.

The inscription records in detail the names and lives of these swords, when they were built, when they were chosen, what kind of exploits they achieved, and under what circumstances they were destroyed.

The swords of the sword mound are naturally broken swords, broken swords, and unusable swords. But the swords of the sword mound are all fierce swords, swords with resentment, and swords with spirits, because these swords are not nascent swords, these swords have seen the world and seen big scenes.

Wisps of sword qi floated around the sword mound.

Don't hurt people easily.

But it's a bit of a deterrent.

The words on the inscription on the sword mound are not the words of the Tang Dynasty, the font is wrong, this is the words of the previous dynasty or earlier dynasties, so the sword buried below has been polished and tempered over the years.

As far as the eye can see, it is densely packed, all of which are high and low mounds......