"Hmm!" Dongfang Bing'er still wanted to speak, but at this moment, Xu Xuan was a little dumbfounded, and suddenly he couldn't even move his mouth, so he bit his tongue and committed suicide.

"TMD! I've been out for so long, and I haven't found a good place to rest!"

Xu Xuan scolded the street again, put Dongfang Bing'er on his shoulder, held on to the night, and disappeared into the night.

On the other side, at this moment, in a cave halfway up the mountain, an old man in a yellow shirt put Yi Tianxing on the ground and shook his head slightly.

"Little friend, you should be the descendant of Yi Yuntian of Sword Casting Villa, right?" the old man in the yellow shirt sat cross-legged and looked at Yi Tianxing, who was seriously injured in front of him, and said.

"Senior Xie made a move before. In the next grandfather, it is Yi Yuntian. Yi Tianxing reluctantly got up and arched his hand.

The old man in the yellow shirt nodded slightly when he heard this, and then smiled: "You are so bold, you dare to use the sword control Dafa if you don't cultivate enough, aren't you afraid of backlash and go crazy?"

As soon as these words came out, Yi Tianxing's face was finally full of bitterness, in fact, Yi Tianxing himself knew that this impulsive approach of Lu Dao was harmful to his own cultivation, but there was no way, who called the previous battle situation so tricky, if Yi Tianxing didn't use the sword control Dafa, then not only would he not be able to kill the brocade robe man instantly, but he would also be caught between him and the giant python, and he would hate on the spot.

"Senior, do you know my grandfather? My grandfather disappeared from my Sword Forge Villa a year ago and has not returned. Yi Tianxing seemed to think of something, and suddenly asked.

"The old man has indeed seen Yi Yuntian. The old man in the yellow shirt smiled slightly, but what he said made Yi Tianxing startled.

In Yi Tianxing's mind, this old-timer's skills can be described as superb, and at this moment, this person has really seen Yi Yuntian, so wouldn't there be hope to meet him again.

"Senior, where does my grandfather live now?" Yi Tianxing said urgently.

When the old man in the yellow shirt heard this, his eyes flashed, and then he got up and walked back and forth.

After just a cup of tea, the old man in the yellow shirt finally spoke: "Yi Yuntian is in an extremely dangerous place at the moment, junior, if you want to see him, then let's reach the innate realm first!"

"What?" Yi Tianxing looked at the old man in the yellow shirt in disbelief.

The words of this old man in the yellow shirt shocked Yi Tianxing's heart, because this person actually knew where his grandfather was, and on the other hand, this person also talked about innate nature at this time.

In the innate realm, the entire rivers and lakes are simply rare, even if he casts the sword for several generations, only Yi Tianxing's grandfather has reached this realm. The cultivation of martial artists, the ultimate existence is the nine-vein martial artist, except for Yi Yuntian, Yi Tianxing has never heard of any predecessor in the martial arts who has also reached this height, except for some hidden masters. Even if the current martial arts alliance leader is an old-timer, it is just the peak of the nine veins.

"What's the matter? Didn't Yi Yuntian pass on your innate experience to you?" the old man in the yellow shirt smiled slightly and turned to look at Yi Tianxing.

"In the lower seven veins, not to mention the innate nature, even if you cultivate to the nine veins, it will not happen overnight. As for the experience, I haven't heard my grandfather say it before. Yi Tianxing shook his head and said.

Hearing Yi Tianxing's words, the old man in the yellow shirt waved his hand, and suddenly four sharp swords of different colors appeared on the ground, and these four swords were the four that Yi Tianxing controlled the sword to kill the man in the brocade robe before.

This sudden hand suddenly stunned Yi Tianxing, because there was nothing on the senior in front of him that could hold the four swords, so didn't these swords appear out of thin air?

"Okay, the old man sees that you have cultivated hard, and you have reached the seventh vein at such an age, and tonight I will help you break through the yang middle vein and pierce the threshold of the eighth vein!" As soon as the old man in the yellow shirt said that, his figure flashed.

Phew—

In an instant, the old man in the yellow shirt appeared on Yi Tianxing's back.

"Senior, this—"

Where did Yi Tianxing think that this old man in yellow shirt not only saved himself, but now he has to help himself rush through the level, and his heart was greatly moved.

"Cast your ancestral Qingfeng Technique! You have injuries in your body now, and if you leave hidden dangers, the old man can't help you!" pressed Yi Tianxing's back with both palms, and the old man in the yellow shirt reminded.

When Yi Tianxing heard this, he finally crossed his legs and made some handprints with his hands.

As Yi Tianxing performed the exercises, the old man in the yellow shirt finally emitted a strange yellow light from his palms, and the slightest trace of true qi slowly entered Yi Tianxing's body through his palms.

In fact, Yi Tianxing told a lie when he faced the old man in the yellow shirt before, and this started from a year ago.

A year ago.

Somewhere in Tianyun City, the bottom of the back valley.

The Sword Forge Villa is isolated from the world, and few people generally know about the existence of this place, and the Sword Forge Villa is located in this mysterious valley.

In a magnificent underground hall, there is an old man with a ruddy face, dressed in white, with his hands behind his back, standing on the steps at the end of the hall.

The old man in white was the owner of Sword Casting Villa, Yi Yuntian. And today this person seems to have something on his mind, which is difficult to fathom.

With the sound of footsteps, Yi Yuntian finally showed a smile that he hadn't seen for a long time.

"Tianxing, you're here!" Yi Yuntian turned to look at Yi Tianxing, who had just stepped into the main hall.

Yi Tianxing looked at his grandfather with respect, and bowed: "Grandpa, are you looking for me?"

"Well, come with me. ”

Yi Yuntian nodded slightly, and then his figure flashed, and he walked towards a spiraling step on the platform at the end of the main hall.

Looking at the background of Yi Yuntian's disappearance with a hint of confusion, Yi Tianxing finally waved the corner of his clothes and followed closely.

Dadada—

Under the sound of footsteps, Yi Tianxing looked back and forth, the steps under the platform of this hall were the forbidden place passed down by the ancestors of Sword Casting Villa, but today this Yi Yuntian actually came here with his only grandson.

The staircase descends and is lit all around, and there are oil lamps on both sides of the stairs.

With just a cup of tea, Yi Yuntian finally stopped after walking the last steps.

"Tianxing, you are not too young, you should come to this Sword Pavilion. With his back to Yi Tianxing, Yi Yuntian pushed the old iron door with one palm in front of him.

Squeak—

With a sound, colorful lights shot out from inside the iron gate.

Phew—

"Not good!" Yi Tianxing's figure jumped back, shocked.

Bang! Bang! Bang—

Continuous sword qi shot out from inside the gate, and even the several layers of steps close to the ground were cut into pieces.

But at this moment, Yi Yuntian was a big hand with a false press, and the light dimmed again.

"Don't panic, the swords in my Sword Forge Pavilion are all left behind by my ancestors, although there is still a trace of sword energy in these swords, but there is not much attack power left!" Yi Yuntian said indifferently, and then walked into the gate in a few steps.

Yi Tianxing nodded slightly when he heard this, and then jumped down and followed.

When Yi Tianxing stepped into the gate of this Sword Pavilion, everything in front of him suddenly made Yi Tianxing seem to see something unimaginable.

In this empty hall, dozens of swords of different colors flew back and forth in the air at this moment, and next to a stone tablet in the center of the hall, dozens of rusty swords were inserted in a mess.

"This is?" When Yi Tianxing saw that these stone tablets were actually tombstones, he was finally shocked.

Yi Yuntian turned around slowly and looked at Yi Tianxing with a cautious face.

"My Sword Casting Villa has stood in the Central Plains for hundreds of years, and the ancestors of all generations have been famous for their swordsmanship. Tianxing, your first time here, let's worship your ancestors first!" Yi Yuntian said indifferently.

As soon as these words came out, Yi Tianxing finally knelt down on his knees, kowtowed ten times in a row to these tombstones.

"Grandpa, isn't this the forbidden place of my Sword Forging Villa, why did you suddenly bring me here today?" Yi Tianxing got up and said after worshipping.

(PS: 2nd bullet, 30 seconds after 3rd shot!)