Legend of the Swordking Chapter 963: See through

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I lifted the holy energy and forced my head full of sweat. My voice trembled and said, "Master Mingjian, the rules of that world are very mysterious. There are many rules that even disciples can’t understand. It is full of all kinds of killing intents and killings. There are almost killing intents on every side of the ground. In that world, there are things similar to small towers. The disciple got one of the small towers after experiencing all kinds of difficulties and dangers. Some kendo rules and experiences recorded in the lingjian make swordsmanship a great success."

"Little Tower?"

Si Lingkong still squinted his eyes, and said: "Could it be the legendary Seven Evil Ancient Realm?"

What I said, true with false, false with truth, naturally can convince old foxes like Si Lingkong, after all, I have really broken through the ancient world of Qisha, I am afraid that I will make it. Not so real anymore.

Elder Hu Feng sneered: "Huangfutai, don't talk nonsense. The Seven Evil Realm only comes once in hundreds of years. Every time they come, they are enough to make the upper realm fight to break their heads. You are the only one? Got such an opportunity?"

"The Great Elder."

Si Lingkong said indifferently: "Not every time the Seven Evil Realm descends, there is a celestial phenomenon. You don’t have to scold him because of the Seven Evil Realm. The only thing that puzzles me is that one did not understand the sword. How can people with transparent hearts continuously break through within a few days to reach the high level of Jianxin transparent, Huangfutai, can you explain?"

I raised my head like sitting on pins and needles and looked directly at Si Lingkong with a pair of eyes, and said, "Master, if the disciple said that he had been hiding his kendo cultivation skills before, Master would not punish him?"

"Hid the cultivation base hidden?"

Si Lingkong's eyes widened suddenly, and said: "Under the eyes of my Fa, can you still hide the cultivation base?"

"How much attention does the master have on the disciple?" I asked back.

The flaming in Si Lingkong's eyes gradually dissipated. I knew I was right. He probably hadn't noticed Huangfutai at all before.

"You are right, I was negligent."

Si Lingkong said calmly: "Huangfutai, from now on you can enter and exit the dripping pool on your own. If you have any confusion in your cultivation, you can ask as a teacher. Remember, starting from today, you are my dripping blood. One of the princes of the sect. With your advancement and cultivation base, you may have the strength to fight for the status of the saint child. Are you going to participate in the battle of the blood evil saint child?"

"The disciple knows that he is talented and shallow, and dare not overstep."

"Don't be overly modest."

Si Lingkong faintly said: "Elder, put Huangfutai's name in the list of candidates for the Blood Fiend Saint Child. As long as it is a disciple of my Blood Sect, he is eligible to enter the Altar of Storm, and the Flying Eagle Mansion, The Tianjiao of the Blood Demon Palace and Fei Xing Academy compete for the most precious treasure. If the most precious treasure can be retrieved, it may be time for the rebirth of my blood-dropping sect."

"Yes, Master."

I don't understand a lot of what he said, but he nodded.

"Get ready, take part in the battle for the saint son in half a month, don't let your teacher down."

"Yes!"

……

Back to Luoxiayuan, I was still trembling. Thanks to the foolish clearance, if Si Lingkong's identity was broken, it would be bad, but there are still many things to ask.

"Blue Ling, Red Sleeve, come here."

Two maids were called, and I once again concluded dozens of restrictions around me. With this level of formation, even if Si Lingkong wanted to probe our conversation, it was impossible.

"Master, what's your order?" Lan Ling said.

"Sit down first."

"The servants dare not."

"Let you sit down and sit down."

"Yes."

They just sat across from me cautiously, their faces cramped and hesitant.

"I want to ask you something."

"Master, please say, we must know everything we can say and we can say nothing."

"Do you know much about the blood dripping school?" I asked.

"This..."

The two beautiful maids showed suspicious expressions, as if they were asking me if I was a disciple of the Holy Sect, why they were asking them if they were familiar or not, but Lan Ling reacted slightly faster and said: "What does the master want to ask? "

"What's the matter with the Saint Child War?"

Lan Ling blinked and said: "The competition between the disciples of the Blood-Dropping Sect is very cruel. The most fierce one is the battle between the **** saints and the **** saints. Once a year, the strongest is selected. Two people hold the important task of apologetics. The last ones are Ling Yun and Si Han. They will compete this year in half a month. According to the rules, the top ten disciples are eligible to compete."

"Oh, that's it..."

I thought about it, and then asked: "So what's the matter with the altar of storm?"

"Altar of the Storm?"

Lan Ling opened her mouth and said, "Master, did the lord mentioned the altar of storm to you?"

"Hmm!"

"This..." She frowned and said: "The Blood-Dropping Sect is not in the same line, but forms an evil clan with other three forces. The other three are Flying Eagle Mansion and Blood Demon. Palace, Feixing Academy, and in the ancestral land of the four major forces, there is a relic that drifts with time, called the altar of storm. Every three years, the four major forces will send a group of people into the forbidden land to find the altar of storm. But few people can come back alive."

"What's in the altar of the storm?"

Red sleeves said: "It is said that it is a treasure that was passed down by the Ancestor of the Bleeding Blood. Once obtained, it will be enough to make the Bleeding Sect fly into the sky and become one of the top sects of the upper realm. Admired, but this is just a legend. What kind of treasure it is, no one knows since ancient times. On the contrary, it is the Disciplinary Sect that has entered thousands of Tianjiao in it."

"That's it."

I breathed a sigh of relief and just said, where is Si Lingkong so kind that he wants to send me to the altar of the storm to find a great opportunity? Obviously it is a dangerous place. I don’t want my two sons to die, so let me, the newly-rising Tianjiao, go to die on his behalf, but the altar of the storm has made me very interested, the ancestral land of the blood-dropping sect, plus I have thought that there is a statue of Bai Xiura on display in the hall. If all these are connected, perhaps this so-called ancestral land is also the place for me to find my roots. Why do I have Bai Xiura blood in my body? This is also the secret I pursue.

Also, Lin Qianyu!

With my arms resting on the back of my head, I lay lazily on the bed with my mind running fast. This time maybe not only to find out the truth about the murder of the disciple of the college, but also to uncover another secret.

At this moment, Lan Ling looked at me with a pair of beautiful eyes.

"Why do you look at me like this?" I felt a little nervous.

Lan Ling's beautiful eyes flickered and said: "Master...you are not Huangfutai anymore, right?"

I startled, what a smart little girl!

"Why do you say that?" I asked.

Lan Ling was obviously a little excited, saying: "Because Huangfutai has known about the Saint Child War and the Altar of the Storm. He even told us these things, but you asked again, and from After you came back yesterday, it was completely like a different person. You were so gentle to me and Hongxiu, and you didn't force us to sleep at night. The servant knew that you were no longer the heinous, right?"

I know I can’t hide it, this is the price of knowing the truth.

I nodded: "Yes, Huangfutai is dead, I am another person."

"Really?" Red sleeves eyes lit up.

"Hmm."

I nodded: "I can only tell you that I am not Huangfutai, but I still can’t tell you who I am, but I will treat you kindly. If I say it, you have suffered so much by Huangfutai. Suffering, I will take you out of here when I finish the work, maybe...arranged to be a maid next to my father, what do you think?"

If the two are newly born, they knelt down together: "Thank you master, thank you master!"

"I have said it, don't kneel." I said.

Lan Ling wiped her tears, and immediately plunged into my arms, and said with a weeping voice: "Master, Lan Ling knows that you are a good person and will never hurt us again."

Red sleeves also rushed into the other side.

I was issued a good person card, with mixed feelings, caressed the hair of the two of them, and said: "You have already suffered a lot, you don't have to suffer anymore, but it's too dangerous to stay in Luoxia Garden. Would you like to follow me? I mean... If I enter the altar of the storm, it may also be quite dangerous. You may stay with me in the forbidden area forever and not come back."

Hongxiu raised his head, her beautiful eyes covered with mist: "The master is willing to go wherever Hongxiu goes, and he will die without regret."

"Good."

I opened the Shenye World directly and sent them into the Shenye World. I left a lot of food. It’s safer to show up when they need to appear, and I am also worried about Si Han, Si Fang and others. They will be shot against them. After all, they are evil cultivators. There is nothing they can't do. They can't deal with me. Killing two maids to relieve their hatred is too normal for them.

……

So far, I have lived in the Bleeding Sect.

In normal time, I entered the Shenye World, practiced in the Shengyuan Cave, and consolidated my foundation step by step. In a blink of an eye, more than ten days passed, and I also practiced in the Shenye World for a few months, and my breath became more full. , Has reached the peak of the semi-sacred stage late stage, only one step away from breaking into the semi-sacred peak.

At the same time, the time for the Battle of the Sons is about to come.

"Huangfutai!"

Outside, there was a clear voice suddenly, it was the **** saint Ling Yun, what is she looking for me? Could it be that feelings are still not there?

Thinking of this, I can't help but feel a tremor in my heart, this kind of grace is really unbearable.

Walking out of the world of Shenye, retracting her eyebrows, and then opening the courtyard's restrictions. Sure enough, Ling Yun stood outside wearing a black dress and said: "Don't you invite me to sit in?"

"You have legs and can fly, so naturally you can come in by yourself." I said lightly.

She glanced at me in surprise, and then she walked in by herself.

……

"Wow~~~"

With the body scent that had just finished bathing, Ling Yun sat in a long chair in the courtyard. The long skirt was slit high, revealing a pair of slender and plump snow legs. The whole piece of snow was almost suffocating. , And she looked at me with a pair of beautiful eyes, slightly blurred, and said: "You are not Huangfutai at all."