Hidden Blade Chapter 127: Gravedigger

It was still in the open space of the sword-holder Dabi that day.

The newly recruited swordsmen gather here.

The crowd is consciously divided into several groups. This is the instinctive grouping of people in an unfamiliar environment, and this kind of grouping makes several figures especially dazzling among the crowd.

For example, the dark horses on the silver rankings, who didn’t have any acquaintances in Daxia, didn’t seem to want to have any contact with them. In addition, they were almost ready for their stern shots at the Longmen Meeting. People don’t get in and write on their faces.

The little monk and Liu Dingdang who also encountered this encounter, but their expressions were extremely relaxed. Liu Dingdang took the little monk to point here and look there. It’s not so much to participate in the Demon Suppression Tower. Rather, it's more relaxed and freehand, like traveling around the mountains and playing water.

Compared to these two groups of people, Xu Han and others' situation is more subtle.

Of course, they can be regarded as the most amazing people in this competition.

It's just this amazing but it's accompanied by a terrifying killing.

Xu Han used his own power to slaughter three powerhouses in the Great Evolving Realm, and they were still under the eyes of the sword bearer, and the most terrifying thing was that Xu Han was just worthy of the Heaven Hunting Realm.

It’s not that this cross-border battle has never happened. After all, every era has the proud son of that day, just like the scorching sun in March, people don’t dare to look directly at it. But crossing two realms in a row, with one enemy three, such a thing, at least in everyone's cognition, has never happened before.

So everyone looked at Xu Han's gaze, they were probably respectful and afraid. They respected the young man's decisive killing and decisiveness. He dared to tear his face at the already unpopular Crimson Gate. This young emperor is extraordinary, and he is close to a monster.

However, no matter what others are thinking, Xu Han doesn't care. He knew very well in his heart that the reason why he was able to slaughter the group of Lu Houde like this was only relying on his right arm.

And this right arm, in fact, Xu Han can't use it in a short time. If it is forced to do so, the power in the demon arm will backlash, which will cause him great trouble.

Although Mr. Wei has taught him the method of refining the demon arm, he has indeed succeeded, but Xu Han still has a long way to go before he is fully refining. There are a total of nine demon dens in this demon arm, and one can gain a layer of power, and it can also be used once unscathed. With more than ten days of hard work, Xu Han successfully opened up two demon lairs, one of which was used to kill Feng Tongzheng, who was sent by the Chixiao Clan to lead several elite disciples to participate in the competition of sword-holders. The elder, the second one, was used to kill Lu Houde and others.

After returning to Henghuangcheng, Mr. Wei opened up another demon lair for him, and he also used this one...

In short, Xu Han is back to his previous state at this moment, but he will naturally not correct these outsiders' views of him. After all, it can be awe-inspiring and will save him a lot of unnecessary trouble and prying.

At this moment, he is patient with Yan Zhan and Fang Ziyu explaining everything about the Demon Suppression Tower. Of course, he has heard it from Yuan Xiucheng intact. These things he guessed the Suppression Demon. After the tower was opened, the person in charge would explain it to everyone. Yan Zhan was not worried, but Fang Ziyu's carefree temperament, he was a little uneasy and had to explain it to her in detail.

At this moment, there was a commotion in the crowd. Xu Han and others also put away the ongoing conversation at that time and looked sideways.

But I saw that the swollen and somewhat terrible pavilion of the Jianjian Pavilion came together with a skinny monk who has passed the old age, and behind them, standing behind them are many clerks including Nan Gongjing. The sword man and a group of monks dressed in grey robes with a silent look.

"The old monk is the abbot of Longyin Temple. He is not a bitter master. He is very old. According to legend, he was the living Buddha of the great teacher Li Dongjun." Seeing this group of people walking, Yan beside Xu Han Zhan hurriedly reached Xu Han's ear and said softly.

Xu Han nodded, glanced at the old monk, but didn't think much about it.

The crowd also consciously separated at that time, giving way to Xiao An and the master who didn't suffer.

Everyone stepped in and walked straight to the center of the open space. At that time, Xiao An and the old monk looked at each other, and the sword-holders behind him rushed out at that time, driving the crowd back. When everyone understood what was so called, the group of monks brought by Master Buku suddenly formed a circle behind them. Then the monks sat down cross-legged one by one, their faces were silent, their hands folded on their chests, and they chanted the Buddha's name, and the golden light swayed away. Everyone could not really understand the Buddha's name or the enchantment. They just felt the moment. The momentum of the majesty of the stocks swept away, making people awe-inspiring.

After a few breaths, a huge golden Buddha statue sitting on the lotus platform suddenly emerged in the circular enchantment formed by the group of monks.

I saw the majesty of the Buddha statue, with dazzling golden light lingering around his body, one of his hands slowly stretched out, and he patted the ground.

Boom!

It exploded with a muffled noise.

Under the surprised gaze of everyone, a huge iron tower slowly rose from the ground at that time, passed through the Buddha statue, and appeared in front of everyone.

Seeing this realm, everyone's heart is shocked, and they are almost back to their senses. It turns out that this so-called town

The magic tower is hidden in this open space.

The tower is about a hundred feet tall and is made of cold iron. It is covered with various kinds of iron cords. From time to time, some jerky and difficult Sanskrit scripts appear, and then disappear in a flash, obviously some powerful seals have been engraved on it. And the moment the tower body emerged, a terrifying demon gas also surged at that time, filling the audience.

"This is the Demon Town Tower!" At this moment, the Nan Gongjing walked to the tower, looked around the people with shocked faces, and said loudly.

"This tower was forged by the sages to seal the great demon. The tower is divided into ten layers and contains all kinds of magic demon!"

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Nangongjing's words are not much different from what Xu Han heard from Yuan Xiucheng, but some details are things Yuan Xiucheng has not said.

For example, once you enter the tower, everyone will be transported to a place on the first floor of the tower. Although the tower looks less than ten feet away, the inside is huge. After absorbing enough original demon power, the cultivator will be teleported out, and each layer can only advance but not retreat, so each cultivator needs to choose the appropriate number of layers according to his own ability to kill the phantom to obtain the demon power.

And these original demon powers are likely to be a huge help for everyone present to climb into the fairyland in the future.

Hearing this, the eyes of everyone present were eager. After all, this town's magic tower can be said to be one of the main purposes for most of the people present to participate in this sword-holding competition.

Not only these newly promoted sword-holders, but also Nan Gongjing and others looked excited at that time. After all, they have been engaged in the sword-holding pavilion for many years. Because of some regulations, they needed enough merits to gain access to the Demon Squad Tower. Qualifications, and now that the newly promoted sword-holders can enter, it is naturally impossible for Xiao Yan to favor one another, so everyone including Nan Gongjing is allowed to enter the Demon Suppression Tower together this time.

Following Nan Gongjing's order, everyone lined up at that time and began to walk into the Demon Suppression Tower that was regarded as a holy land by the Daxia Rivers and Lakes.

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"Oh, old bald man, are you talking to me with that boy Li Yulin." Looking at the little monk in the crowd, Xiao Yan, who was standing in the distance, suddenly approached the old man with his head down and his eyebrows down. The monk asked softly.

"Amitabha Buddha. The monks don't speak lie, what is the meaning of Xiao Donor's words?" The old monk replied without raising his head after hearing the words.

The big-eared pavilion lord is most disliked by the monk's pretending to be confused when he knows his question.

He frowned, pointed to the little monk in the crowd and said: "Old bald man, you can see clearly for me, who is that guy?"

The old monk raised his head calmly and glanced at the little monk. The ghost of Guanglin who hadn't stepped into the tower seemed to have a feeling at that time, and he turned his head and looked at the place where the old monk was. At that time, the face of the old monk with the calm light in his eyes slightly changed, but he quickly recovered to its original state. He retracted his gaze and said softly: "It's a destined person."

"Come here to blame me! Is Li Dongjun not dead?" Xiao Yan waved his sleeves, and asked straightforwardly, picking up the topic.

"The national teacher has been in hiding for many years, and he has only been in contact with his Majesty. Xiao Donor asks the poor monk aggressively. It's better to ask your Majesty." The old monk once again restored the indifferent appearance of watching his nose and his heart, his mouth Li responded like this.

Xiao Yan is increasingly unable to see the old guy's ability to push the ball, he curled his lips: "I've been looking for the boy surnamed Li a long time ago, but he was so sick that he would not see me..."

Speaking of this, Xiao Yan paused intentionally, but his gaze fell on the old monk's face, trying to see something from the look on his face. But this old guy has lived for so many years, his xinxing is natural, and he still looks like it has nothing to do with him at the moment.

When Xiao Nan saw this, he sneered, secretly asking to see when you can pretend.

At that time, there was a teasing smile at the corner of his mouth, and he said again: "You know, I am a straight person, with a tendon in my head. The more he refuses to tell me, the more I want to do it. Clear."

"So I went to the ruined temple a few days ago~IndoMTL.com~ and found the tomb with the tomb of the Great Master Li Dongjun."

It seemed that he had a premonition. The muscles on the old monk's face twitched slightly, but his mouth still said: "Since the tomb has been found, then he should be allowed to enter the earth for peace."

"That's natural." Xiao Yan looked at the composing old monk, and his heart was even more glamorous. "But I thought again, if the Master of the National Normal University did not die, this tomb is not a curse to his old man. Is it? So, I just..."

Speaking of this, Xiao Yan stopped again and looked at the old monk aside with interest. I saw that although the old monk still had the look of low eyebrows, his pricked ears were obviously very concerned about Xiao An's actions.

"So, I just dug the tomb."

"Guess what? There is nothing in the tomb!"

The master who has always been highly respected and not bitter, the muscles on his face twitched again, he could no longer stretch his calmness, his eyes widened, he looked at the smirking pavilion master, and pointed to his nose. Scolded: "Fatty Xiao! Do you dare to dig my master's tomb!!!"