Chapter 176: The Secret of the Heavens

Zhao Haochen's body was also hit hard, and he recuperated in the Taishou Mansion of Sword Rain City for two days, which only improved. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Non-stop, Zhao Haochen led the people of the Life and Death Line Pavilion and brought hundreds of soldiers up the mountain, preparing to find out the treasures of the Sword Emperor Pavilion, so as to consolidate and improve his own cultivation.

Walking up to Jianyu Mountain and entering the sect of the Litian Sword Sect, the majestic hall is wide and bright, and the position in the center is domineering and transcendent, forming a huge gap with the seat below, which invisibly establishes the unattainable status of the head.

Behind the huge stone chair in the center of the front of the main hall, a giant sword towering to the sky stands there, several zhang high, and the dragon flies and the phoenix dance on it with two big characters "Litian".

It made people look around, but there is no clue.

"Jianzi, how should we find the entrance to that treasure? This Litian Sword Sect has been entrenched here for thousands of years, there must be some mechanism or something, otherwise the Litian Sword Sect would have cleared this place a long time ago!" Zhao Haochen entered the alien space and communicated with Jianzi, wanting to seek some clues from him.

"Do you know the origin of the Litian Sword Sect?" Kenzi asked rhetorically.

Zhao Haochen took the information and read the history of the Litian Sword Sect.

According to legend, the ancestors of the Litian Sword Sect relied on a Litian Sword to dominate the world and finally establish the Litian Sword Sect, but after the second generation of the head succeeded to the throne, the Litian Sword disappeared and never fell again, so the Litian Sword also became a major heart disease of the Litian Sword Sect, but there was no trace of the Litian Sword until the door was destroyed.

"The Sharp Sky Sword is not missing. "The sword threw out a huge piece of news.

"Who should have stolen it?" Zhao Haochen was very interested in these historical secrets in the twenty-first century, and when he heard that there were such secrets, his two eyes were like light bulbs, looking at Jianzi burningly, and in this expectant gaze, Jianzi gave him a big white eye, and began to understand his confusion.

"After the founding master of the Litian Sword Sect established the Sword Sect, he accepted a total of ninety-nine disciples, and then the news of the death of the head of the sect came out, and even those disciples of his were undoubtedly confirmed, so his eldest disciple was in charge of the Sword Sect. It just so happened that at this time, the Bloodthirsty Ancestor attacked the Imperial Court, and the head of the Litian Sword Sect, that is, the eldest disciple, colluded with the Bloodthirsty Sect and slaughtered many disciples of the Imperial Court.

However, the ancestor of the Kai faction was an elder-level figure in the Emperor's Court, and in a fit of rage, he withdrew the Litian Sword and fought side by side with the Emperor. If the only place for this Heavenly Sword to go should be in this treasure. ”

Zhao Haochen didn't expect that there would be such a big event, he had a lot of questions in his heart, but he knew that now was not the time to be a problem baby, so he suppressed the doubts in his heart.

"Then how can we get in if we fall to the ground?" Zhao Haochen asked.

Jianzi was unhurried and looked leisurely. Since Zhao Haochen's soul settled in this body, the two souls have been slowly fusing and approaching, Zhao Haochen has become cold and fierce, decisive and fierce, and the arrogance and coldness of the sword itself are also slowly decreasing.

"The treasure was originally prepared for the emperor's descendants, that is, this day, and the safest way is the blood contract. In Zhao Haochen's eager eyes, Jianzi continued to explain, "And the blood contract is the shackles that can only be opened by the fusion of the blood of two people. These two people must have some kind of blood relationship, and if they are willing, this kind of thing is very sensitive, as long as the opener is a little unwilling, it will definitely not be opened. ”

Hearing Jianzi's explanation, Zhao Haochen's eyes released a bright light. If this kind of thing is brought to the 21st century, it is more than a hundred times safer than a safe, and you can make a fortune in an instant.

House slave, what is that, Lao Tzu bought a house casually within the second ring road of Beijing, Shanghai and Guangzhou, didn't want to live, went to the suburbs to build a villa, and wherever he went, he had his own house.

Money, what is that?

As soon as he thought of this, Zhao Haochen couldn't help laughing, the future is so fucking beautiful, this is life.

Liu Cheng and the others stood there stunned one by one, not knowing why.

"Helper, have you found a way to open the treasure?" Huang Tiancheng said tentatively, Zhao Haochen, who was in excitement, suddenly woke up, looked around, and instantly burst into tears.

Oh my God, how the hell am I going to get back?

"Then how do you open this fallen ground? You be specific!" Zhao Haochen kept urging the sword.

"It's very simple, put down the stone tablet in the main hall, and then drip blood on the word 'Litian', well, until it is filled!" Jian Zi spread his hands and said indifferently, "However, I estimate that after the blood groove of those two words is filled, you estimate that it will be about the same." ”

"What am I almost all about?" Zhao Haochen was stunned, not knowing why, but Jianzi hid aside and lay down on the stone to rest.

"Someone, bring me the stele in the main hall!" Zhao Haochen gave an order, and after a while, hundreds of people presented the stele in front of Zhao Haochen.

Looking at the two huge handwritings, the deep pit that sank down, there was suddenly an urge to love the one who wanted to scold the mother.

After this grandmother's blood is poured out, won't Lao Tzu die, how to get the treasure, are you sure that this is left by the emperor to future generations to revitalize the sect?

At this moment, Zhao Haochen has some impulses to scold his mother, no, it should be the impulse to scold his ancestors, you are an old emperor, do you want your descendants to die, come to such a tricky game.

However, anger to anger, resentment to resentment, you still have to do it obediently.

As soon as the long sword was slashed, a bright bloody hole appeared in the palm of his left hand, and the blood suddenly found a pouring hole like a flood, flowing down and pouring into the pit.

Kankan was full of one word, Zhao Haochen felt dizzy, and even the battle was a little difficult.

Huang Tiancheng's eyes showed a trace of helplessness, his eyebrows were very gloomy, and he called a doctor to wait beside him early, while Liu Cheng, Menglong and others quietly took a few steps forward and surrounded Zhao Haochen in the middle to prevent someone from suddenly enjoying the assassination.

At this moment, Zhao Haochen doesn't want to fight, he doesn't even have the strength to pick up the sword in his hand, and a three-year-old child can easily kill him.

"Helper!" Huang Tiancheng finally spoke, but he didn't say anything, just shouted, but this voice was mixed with too much emotion.

"Success or failure is in one fell swoop!" Zhao Haochen's weak voice came out of his mouth, and the sword in the different dimension looked at Zhao Haochen, nodded, and said, "Sword Stone!"