Qiantang Town, a small town on the bank of the Qiantang River next to Yuhang City. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

However, today, the flow of people in Qiantang Town is several times more than that of Yuhang City, almost trampling this small town to the ground.

Because, Bajian Villa is in this Qiantang Town.

At this moment, in a farmhouse outside Qiantang Town, an elegant middle-aged man is slowly sipping the fragrant tea in his hand.

The farmhouse was very simple, the walls around it had long been mottled, and the furnishings in the house were only a table and a stool, but looking at the middle-aged man's comfortable appearance, it seemed as if he was in a palace with golden walls at the moment.

The tea has passed three brews, and he is still very patient in sipping, as if in this world, there is only him, only tea.

About half an hour later, only to hear a squeak, the light in the room suddenly brightened, and a scholar who seemed to be only twelve or thirteen years old pushed the door in.

The middle-aged man was indifferent, and his mind was still only on the small and delicate teacup.

The scholar entered the door, pushed it with his backhand, and closed the door, but stood beside the middle-aged man and stood with his hands down, as if waiting for an order.

After a long time, the middle-aged man's eyes were reluctant to leave the teacup, and there was a playful smile on the corner of his mouth, and he said softly: "Got in?"

"Yes, the little one watched him enter the Bajian Villa with his own eyes. ”

"Good. The middle-aged man nodded with satisfaction, gently rested the teacup on the table, stretched his waist, and said with a smile: "So, put away the tea set, let's go back." ”

"Go back?"

The little scholar was obviously a little stunned, his immature face was full of doubts, and he asked carefully, "Master, aren't we going to participate in the Ten Thousand Swords Alliance?"

The middle-aged man shook his head slightly, still smiling: "I was going to go, but 'he' is here, so I don't have to go." ”

Who is he?

The middle-aged man didn't say it explicitly, and the little scholar didn't ask, as if he already knew who he was in the master's mouth.

The little scholar muttered in a low voice while neatly packing up the tea set with his hands and feet: "It's really cheap, that kid is a magic weapon for nothing." ”

"Is it white?" The middle-aged man couldn't help but laugh dumbly, and said to himself: "Yes, it's really white, if we want to find his chance, we have to give him a chance first." ”

"The premise is...... That kid had that chance. ”

Serendipity, this is ...... How familiar.

After a sentence or two, the little scholar had already put away the tea set, and said curiously: "Master, what if that kid doesn't get the blood sword?"

"Can't get it?"

The middle-aged man who had stepped out of the door with one foot paused, turned his head slightly, and said lightly: "Such a useless person, stay in the world and waste food?"

The little scholar suddenly felt a chill, and he couldn't help but shiver.

The half of the middle-aged man's face turned sideways, where was there still a little elegance and warmth, and the momentum of the whole person changed instantly, and from him, he could only feel the strong meaning of the cold to the bone.

At the same time, in the dense forest on the other side of Qiantang Town, there was also a person standing quietly with his hands in his hands.

He was dressed in black and masked, and he couldn't see his appearance, but from the white head full of mulberry, he could also tell that he was only afraid of his age.

Behind the man in black, there was a man wearing a hat and dressed as a ranger, half-kneeling on the ground.

"See clearly?"

The indifferent voice of the man in black sounded, and although the voice was full of energy, a trace of old age could still be heard from it.

"Yes!"

The ranger's body was shocked, and he replied respectfully: "The subordinates can see it very clearly, although the young master ......"

Smack——!

A crisp sound rang out from the dense forest.

The man in black didn't move, but five finger prints suddenly appeared on the right side of the ranger's face.

"That'...... That kid ......" Ranger's body trembled significantly, and he stammered: "Although that kid has changed his appearance, his subordinates are very sure that he has indeed entered the Bajian Villa." ”

"Hmm. ”

The voice of the man in black could not hear joy, and he asked, "How can he be disguised?"

"This ......" Ranger hesitated for a long time when he heard this, and said slowly: "It was given to him by an extraordinary-looking middle-aged man." ”

"The middle-aged man's subordinates met him in Shaoyang City that day, and he said a few words, but his origin ......"

Smack——!

There was another crisp sound, this time it was balanced, and the left side of the ranger's face also had five bloody fingerprints.

"Yes!"

Ranger showed a heavy fear in his eyes, his body trembled like chaff, and he said loudly: "My subordinates will go and investigate!"

After speaking, he turned around and ran away, lest he run slowly, so he didn't have to run.

The man in black didn't react to his departure, just looked up at the sky and whispered to himself, "Blood Sword...... What the hell are you going to do?"

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Sword.

When they saw the huge sword word on the wall, which was full of three people high, Jian Chen and the others finally came to the gate of the real sense of the sword villa.

Although the gate here is not as big as the outside, it is also built to be magnificent and majestic, and the momentum is extraordinary.

Especially the shadow wall standing in the door, those who know a little about Bajian Villa know that this shadow wall is not built brick and stone, but ten thousand catties of jade cold stone dug from the top of the Tianshan Mountain.

This stone has endured thousands of years of frost on the Tianshan Mountains, and it has reached the point where the fire cannot be burned and the knife cannot be broken, and the degree of toughness is far from being comparable to all things in the world.

A hundred years ago, Bajian Villa spent a lot of effort to dig this thing from the Tianshan Mountain, and the original plan was certainly not to build a wall.

Instead, he wanted to use the material of the jade cold stone itself to cast a batch of standard broadswords with cold attributes for the disciples of Bajian Villa.

But who knows, even with the incomparably exquisite refining techniques of the Sword Villa, it can't even smelt the slightest bit of this stone.

After ten years of painstaking research, the top and bottom of the sword finally gave up, simply smashed the previous shadow wall, and replaced it with this stone to stand inside the gate, which was also extraordinary.

Guo Chuanzong knew a lot about the origin of the Jade Han Stone, and while walking at the moment, he introduced Jian Chen in a low voice.

When he stepped into the gate, sure enough, a faint cold aura struck, which suddenly made people feel a lot clearer, and Jian Chen couldn't help but secretly say that his heart was indeed a treasure.

Bypassing the shadow wall, the noisy voices have gradually come into the ears, and there must be a lot of people who want to come first.

And when Jian Chen and the others came to the front yard of the sword with the four sword disciples who led the way, both he and Guo Chuanzong, who had heard about it for a long time, couldn't help but open their mouths in surprise.

The big Bajian Villa, when he came and walked for half an hour to see the gate, Jian Chen's heart was already prepared.

However, when he saw that the front yard here was much larger than the peak of his Baiyue Peak, he still lost his mind in shock.

You must know that although there are only three people in the Sword Shrine today, it was also a major sect with thousands of disciples thousands of years ago.

The peak of Baiyue Peak, which can accommodate thousands of disciples, is even less than a front yard in Bajian Villa.