Looking at the familiar house located halfway up the mountain, Xiao Xuan's eyes were hot, tears were almost falling, he had been away for so many days, he didn't know if his father and mother were okay, and he almost rushed away in the direction of his house.

His body is now extremely full of true qi, and his spiritual power is relatively strong, and when he lifts his true qi, he jumps dozens of meters away, and in the blink of an eye, he enters the sky above the houses in the village, and when he is about to go down, a burst of shouts sounded like thunder:

"Who's coming?"

The eight sword qi and the explosion were almost simultaneously issued, attacking Xiao Xuan from all directions, Xiao Xuan didn't know that the village had already formed a formation, and he didn't have time to explain, his body was churning twice in mid-air, which was able to avoid two of the sword qi, but the remaining six had come to a distance of less than five meters in front of him in a blink of an eye, almost like a conditioned reflex, Xiao Xuan pulled out the Youyun Sword in his hand, and faced the six sword qi into a large circle of continuous and rapid horizontal slashing three swords, the green sword light emitted by the Youyun Sword was even more powerful, and the moment the two sides came into contact, the six sword qi were all wiped out, and the residual power continued to cut down, cutting a small bamboo forest of about twenty or so trees below into twoThe severed bamboo roots lost their pillars and fell to the ground one after another, making a "swish" sound.

"Stop!"

A familiar voice sounded, and a figure flew out of the village, and instantly came to Xiao Xuan's side, Xiao Xuan only felt a figure sweep out, and his waist tightened, and he was taken to the village by the figure.

After stopping his footsteps, Xiao Xuan saw the man's face clearly, and immediately his eyes were hot, and he choked up and shouted:

"Grandpa......!"

The old man was tall and burly, with a Chinese face, a solemn face, under a few sparse white eyebrows, two big eyes were blazing, sharp and shrewd everywhere he looked, his sideburns were bright and white, and the snow-white beard on his chin fluttered in the wind, quite a fairy style, but a little more dignified and majestic.

The old man looked at Xiao Xuan in front of him, and was so excited that he carefully examined his whole body, and after confirming that he was not injured, he immediately shook off his hand, revealing a majestic expression and asked:

"Where have you been these days? Do you know how worried your father is about you!"

Xiao Xuan looked up in all directions, and there were about twenty or so villagers gathered here, all of them holding swords and awe-inspiring momentum. You must know that in normal times, they are honest villagers, how can they dance with swords and swords? The eyes swept over their faces one by one, and they did not find their father's mother.

Xiao Xuan knelt on the ground and saluted to the surrounding villagers one by one:

"I'm sorry, it's all my fault, I brought this catastrophe to everyone, and I have affected everyone!"

After saying that, he knocked his head on the ground three times, and a villager on the side hurriedly helped him up from the ground and comforted:

"Silly boy, their Li Jiabao's thoughts, passers-by know, it's not your fault, let's Si Maosong and their Li Jiabao, this day is coming sooner or later, don't blame you, get up." ”

"Get up, child. ”

"Silly boy, go back and ask your father, what kind of friendship I have with him, what do you talk about, get up!"

The rest of the villagers also stepped forward one after another to help Xiao Xuan up from the ground, although they said so, Xiao Xuan still felt very sorry in his heart, and there was always a strong sense of indebtedness in his heart, which made him breathless.

"What kind of sword did you wield, how can it be so powerful? Show it to me. And you kid, it seems that your skills are obviously much stronger, what the hell is going on?"

Xiao Zhong looked at Xiao Xuan in the crowd and asked with a frown.

Xiao Xuan's mind spun rapidly, and he didn't know how to answer, so he had to present the sword in front of Xiao Zhong without answering.

Xiao Zhong took the sword in his hand and weighed it left and right, but did not pull out the sword, then returned it to Xiao Xuan's hand, looked at Xiao Xuan's eyes and said meaningfully:

"Your mother is still at home, and she won't say hello after running out for half a month, hurry up and go back to see your mother!"

When Xiao Xuan heard that he could finally leave, he exhaled a long breath of relief, and then rushed home, he couldn't help but feel a little worried about his father and mother after not seeing him for so long.

"Mother, I'm back!"

Ma Xiu was threading needles and threads in the house, and after hearing Xiao Xuan's voice, he hurriedly put down the needle and thread in his hand and ran out of the house.

As soon as the door was opened, two figures rushed in from outside the door, and with a bang, the door was closed, and Xiao Zhong's voice sounded:

"Where have you been in the past half a month? Your skills at least have the strength of the late stage of a martial artist, as well as your sword ......"

Saying this, Xiao Zhong's eyes suddenly aimed at Xiao Xuan's shoulders, and he was puzzled

Xiao Xuan had already expected that it was inconvenient for the grandfather to say anything, so he deliberately supported himself to his home, and there were no outsiders at this time, Xiao Xuan replied after a little thought:

"I went to the three-pointed stone, and the two swords on my body, one is a low-grade spiritual weapon, and the other is a medium-grade spiritual weapon......"

Before he finished speaking, a big hand suddenly covered his mouth, and he could clearly feel the trembling coming from that big hand.

Ma Xiu also opened his mouth wide, looking incredulous, and after a long time, Xiao Zhong calmed down his emotions and asked:

"Where did your spiritual weapons come from? Also, with your current strength, you must not use them, using spiritual weapons before becoming a martial spirit is undoubtedly self-defeating!"

Xiao Xuan nodded and said:

"I've never opened them, I've just brought them out, and the Youyun Sword in my hand is a high-grade treasure, and it can barely be controlled. ”

"You know what!"

Xiao Zhong said excitedly:

"Compared with the strange treasure and the spirit weapon, there is a difference of 108,000 miles, the strange treasure can be controlled by everyone, but the spirit weapon is different, each spirit weapon has its own independent consciousness, if the person who uses it does not get their approval, rash use will only be eaten by them!

He was a captain of the Guangming Military Academy, the peak cultivation of the Martial King, and there were many magic weapons in the Bright Army, so he was naturally clear about this, but in the end he was seriously injured, and the Bright Army could not be treated, so he had to retire from the army and return to his hometown, which is really a great pity, otherwise by now, I am afraid that it has already been the realm of the Martial Sect, and even the achievement of a generation of Martial Emperors is unknown.

"Take it!"

Xiao Zhong stretched out his hand, and a ring appeared out of thin air in his hand, handed it to Xiao Xuan and said:

"This is the fourth-level storage ring I brought out from the Bright Army back then, it can hold a lot of things, your three swords are too conspicuous, and if you take them out to show off, they will definitely cause you to die!"

"Storage rings?"

Xiao Xuan already knew that his grandfather had a storage ring, but he didn't expect him to have another one, so he quickly took it and put it on his ring finger and asked:

"Grandpa, how do you use this ring?"

"Just use your mind to enter the rings, they are also spiritual, you are my grandson, they have already approved of me, so you can use them with confidence. ”

For ordinary villagers like them, the storage ring is very precious and rare, this time it was stained with Xiao Zhong's light, so that Xiao Xuan got one for nothing, otherwise, he really had no way to get it from anywhere.

"Xuan'er, you just said that you have been in the three-pointed stone all this time, is it true?"

Ma Xiu suddenly asked Nuo Nuo, rubbing his hands on his clothes, his face full of worry.

Xiao Xuan had just become familiar with the function of the ring, and only then did he put the three swords into it, and his mother's inquiry came from his ears, knowing that the matter could not be concealed, so he simply put it together and told it from beginning to end

After listening to his description, Xiao Zhong said with a solemn face:

"We only know that the ancestors in the village are not allowed to enter the three-pointed stone, which is naturally very dangerous, but according to what you said, the real danger inside is not the monster, but the owner of the voice, but what is her identity? If she is so powerful, why is she trapped inside? And what is the identity of the minotaur you said? The mysterious person behind it has the terrifying strength to easily destroy the Six Realms and destroy Hell, and he must be a person from a thousand years ago, and this matter is very important, and after this matter is over, I will go to the capital to show Ye Shuai and see if I can find out their origins. ”