Chapter 55: The Sword Pool (I)

Early the next morning, Sikong Zhan was refreshed and full of energy, and Zhou Botong on the side looked resentful, obviously not in a very good mood.

"Why is there something wrong with my face?" Sikong Zhan didn't know why, and reached out to touch his cheek.

"You lied to me, I always slept like you last night, and I didn't pay attention to me at all. Zhou Botong pouted.

"Really?" Sikong Zhan was stunned, if Zhou Botong hadn't mentioned it, he really forgot about last night's stubble.

Without thinking about it, he said again: "That's my guess was wrong, but then again, they are too unwilling." ”

"Yes, not morally. Sikong Zhan's words aroused Zhou Botong's unhappiness.

"Ahem, who isn't moral?" Hong Qi's voice came from outside, followed by a series of seemingly chaotic footsteps, obviously he was not alone.

Sikong Zhan and Zhou Botong greeted him out of the room, and when he saw Hong Qiyi Deng and Dongfang Sheng coming together, Sikong Zhan said haha.

"It's nothing, senior brother said that he talked to you last night, and you ignored him. ”

"Yes, we are not moral, but someone seems to be more immoral than us, I don't know who came up with the bad idea to let the old urchin come to us?"

Sikong Zhan was not covered at the moment, and said with a smile: "Forget about the past, don't be small-bellied, today is a good day, don't spoil the fun." ”

"Come, come, please, the hour is up, let's go over again. He then changed the subject.

"You!" Hong Qi shook his head and couldn't stop laughing, looking like he couldn't do anything about Sikong Zhan.

"Cheeky. Dongfang Sheng, who was rarely spoken, said suddenly.

Several people couldn't help but be stunned, and they also joked with Sikong Zhan: "Even the Dongfang brothers can't help but scold you." ”

"Sins and sins, the grapevine apologizes. "Sikong Zhan is decent.

"Alright, I know what you're pretending. Hong Qi debunked.

A few people laughed and said a few words, sitting in the hall, eating tea and chatting at the same time. Unconsciously, most of the morning passed quietly, and several people had eaten together, and the sun was on, and they walked towards the Heavenly Fort.

Entering the fort, the Zhong family had already made arrangements to bring a few people to the pre-arranged place, and there were really a lot of people in Sikong Zhan, and a few of them were already late.

In less than half an hour, everyone had already arrived, about thirty people.

Zhong Shan and the three elders led everyone to a secret place in the castle, and Sikong Zhan checked the route in his memory all the way, and he was sure that it was right.

Blending in with the crowd, not far from the front is a stone wall, clearly polished, with intricate patterns carved on it, as if to show the process of forging.

"I recognize these patterns as the most basic casting process. One whispered.

"I see. The man clearly didn't know that.

"What is there to show off. The other disagreed.

......

And more people choose to watch coldly, although they don't think that the Zhong family will risk the world's disapproval to plot against their own gang, but they are also nervous and cautious everywhere, so as not to make unnecessary mistakes.

Only a very small number of witty martial artists were down-to-earth and generous, and they were not very worried, and the terrifying energy generated by the combined efforts of so many masters was something that the Zhong family could not cope with under normal circumstances.

Even if the Zhong family is all crazy and stupid, and they are crazy to use some kind of despicable means to assassinate everyone, they are definitely carrying lanterns into the thatched house and looking for death.

These warriors are not just lonely, the forces represented behind them almost cover all the forces in the world, and the Zhong family is hiding to the ends of the earth, and they can't withstand the revenge of the whole world.

Of course, the Zhong family is a smart person, how could they do such a stupid thing.

Suddenly, due to the difference in wisdom, many warriors quietly made judgments.

Although the people who were talking about the mural spoke in a small voice, the people present were all Xiao Zhou Tian masters who were energetic, and they could hear it clearly.

"You are right, the picture on the wall is painted by the ancestors, to warn the descendants of the Zhong family not to forget the inheritance of the Zhong family. Zhong Shan explained casually.

There was a pitch-black gate embedded in the middle of the stone wall, and there was a strange jack in the middle of the gate, which must have been where the key was placed.

Zhong Shan and the Great Elder glanced at each other, the two of them stepped forward in unison, each took out a key, and the voice disappeared immediately, and everyone watched the movements of the two people in front of them.

When the two keys were inserted into the holes at the same time, only a click was heard, and the door began to slowly open with a dull sound.

As the heavy gate opened, waves of heat rushed towards everyone, startling some unprepared warriors.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please. ”

Zhong Shan said a word, and the three elders took the lead in entering, since the master's family had entered, the skeptical warriors had anything to doubt at the moment, they all let down their guard in their hearts, faced the heat wave, and rushed to enter the door, for fear of being robbed of the opportunity by others.

"The divine soldier himself is the master, what is there to be anxious about, I am fortunate to have it, I have lost my life, and I have no fate,...... The clear voice seemed to sound in everyone's ears in an instant.

"yes, I'm in a hurry. ”

"Oh, I actually forgot. ”

"Oops!"

......

Everyone woke up one after another, and then regained the bearing of a master, no fighting, no robbery, stroked their clothes, and walked inward in an orderly manner.

"Senior brother, you are so powerful, I almost rushed forward. Zhou Botong gave a thumbs up.

"Well, I'm not done yet. Sikong Zhan smiled.

"Those people were fascinated by the divine soldiers, and the chief of the Sikong Dao was extraordinary, and the poor monks admired them. "A lamp with his hands folded.

"The master praised it falsely, and it was just a fluke. Being praised by a lamp, Sikong Zhan was a little embarrassed, and only he knew the reason in his heart, so he replied modestly.

"Let's go, let's go inside, the sword festival should be about to begin. The people in front of him all went in, Hong Qi said.

"I've never heard of the Sword Festival when I'm so old, so I'm going to have to do it well. Zhou Botong rubbed his hands.

Sikong Zhan five people are the last group, the inside of the gate is completely a mountain and stone tunnel, the more you go inside, the higher the temperature, walk about twenty zhang, then turn right, look up forward, inside is an extremely large cave.

"Why is it so quiet inside?"

Sikong Zhan wondered in his heart, the five of them could not walk more than five or six feet, entered the cave, and understood for a while, why everyone did not make a sound.

Including Sikong Zhan, more than 30 masters of the world were motionless, looking at the scene in front of them in shock, it was so shocking that it was indescribable.

"This is the sword pool. ”

Sikong Zhan opened his mouth wide, although he had imagined the appearance of the sword pool in his mind, when he was the real sword pool, he knew how powerless his imagination was.

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