"If I don't disband the Nirvana Hall, then the eighth coffin will arrive in their main peak hall..."

More than half a year.

The eighth time to worship the mountain and seize the sword.

Ever since Ying Wuya, the master of the Nirvana Hall, was defeated by Feng Jinxiu, the first swordsman of the Tiangang Sword Sect, the Sky Burial Sword remained with the Sword Sect.

After that, for seven consecutive years.

Every year, the Nirvana Palace sends one of its top genius disciples to the Sword Sect to ask for the Sky Burial Sword.

However, those seven people were all defeated at the hands of Feng Hanyu, the young master of the Sword Sect.

And, in more than half a year, the eighth person will go to the Sword Sect.

"Seven years ago, Feng Hanyu was only thirteen years old... He killed seven genius disciples of Nirvana Palace in a row. Now his strength is far beyond what he was before. With today's Nirvana Palace, it is impossible for him to do it again.

Won the Heavenly Burial Sword..."

The third elder's tone was a little lonely, but more of a helpless one.

In fact, over the years, the Third Elder has been silently paying attention to the situation of the Nirvana Palace.

Since the death of Ying Wuya Hall Master in the Broken Sword Valley, Nirvana Hall has declined rapidly. The third elder and other senior officials have tried to re-support Nirvana Hall, but with little effect.

The main reason is that he has failed to "seize the sword" for seven consecutive years.

Every time you fail, the shame brought by the Nirvana Palace will deepen.

Every time it fails, the world's contempt for the Nirvana Palace increases.

Every time it fails, the hope of regaining the Sky Burial Sword decreases by one point.

Today, there are only a few people left holding on to the Nirvana Hall. Now that a talented disciple with great potential has finally appeared, the third elder will naturally try his best to keep him.

As long as Xiao Nuo is a disciple of the Nirvana Hall, he will eventually set foot on the Tiangang Sword Sect.

Even if I don’t go this time, it might be next time, or the next time...

"If the Nirvana Hall is disbanded, where will the Burial Sword be that day?" the figure behind the hall asked.

The third elder replied, "Now that the Nirvana Palace has been disbanded, the Sky Burial Sword has nothing to do with the Nirvana Palace. Then it only has one title, which is 'Piaomiao Sect's No. 1 Sword'. We can ignore the original agreement made by the Tiangang Sword Sect."

, so as to take back the Sky Burial Sword in other ways..."

The person at the back of the main hall was silent for a while, and then said, "It seems that in your heart, you have already had the idea of ​​disbanding the Nirvana Hall."

The third elder did not deny that "Too many people have died in the Nirvana Palace! I can't continue to let it go, there will always be someone who will be the 'evil person', so let me be the 'evil person'!"

…

In the blink of an eye, three days passed.

In the past two days, Xiao Nuo has not left the Nirvana Hall and has not been active outside.

In a bamboo forest less than three miles away from my residence.

Xiao Nuo sat on a bluestone platform, looking at something in his hand.

It is the Dark Star Soul of the Demon Sword.

Transformed into the scales that fell from the body of the Night Demon Queen, this demonic sword exudes an extraordinary and ferocious aura.

However, as Xiao Nuo was refined into an ancient bronze body, the cold and evil aura brought by the Dark Star Soul was not as overbearing as it was at the beginning.

"Is it my illusion? Why do I feel that the power of 'Dark Star Soul' has become stronger..."

Xiao Nuo gently stroked Dark Star Soul's blade, and saw a few strange dark lines on it that were not there before.

Then, with a thought in Xiao Nuo's mind, a burst of spiritual power was injected into the inside of the magic knife.

"Qiang!"

Suddenly, a dark green blade light burst out along the blade, and several coiled dragon-shaped airflows converged from the handle to the tip of the blade. The shadow of the blade outside the magic blade suddenly became extremely solid, and it seemed that the entire blade was enlarged.

About double...

Not an illusion!

Xiao Nuo looked shocked, the power of Dark Star Soul was indeed stronger than before.

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br> "Ta Ling, what's going on?"

"Buzz!" A slight energy fluctuation appeared in Xiao Nuo's body.

The tower spirit of the Hongmeng Golden Pagoda replied, "It must be that when I borrowed the power of the Dark Night Demon Queen last time, part of her spiritual energy remained in this knife..."

Dark Star Soul is not an ordinary weapon.

Its body is a scale of the Dark Star Six-Winged Demonic Dragon, and ordinary power cannot cause it to change.

So the reason can only be with the Night Demon Queen.

"Is there going to be any problem?" Xiao Nuo asked in a deep voice.

When he recalled the scene he saw on the second floor of Hongmeng Golden Pagoda, he couldn't help but feel a little frightened. If the Night Demon Queen found a chance to escape, he couldn't even imagine the consequences.

Ta Ling said, "No changes to the seal have been detected yet."

Xiao Nuo breathed a sigh of relief.

It would be best if there were no changes. As long as everything is safe and sound, the increase in Dark Star Soul's power is also a good thing for him.

Ta Ling said, "The power of this sword should not be weaker than the best spiritual weapon. After all, with the spiritual blessing of the Night Demon Queen, other weapons cannot be compared."

Xiao Nuo subconsciously asked, "Can it be improved further?"

Talling "..."

Who was that person who looked worried just now?

Now I'm actually thinking about getting more power.

"What?" Xiao Nuo asked doubtfully.

"Then try to loosen the seal again? Let this knife absorb the power of the Night Demon Queen for the second time?" Ta Ling said.

"Forget it, just pretend I didn't say it!"

Xiao Nuo didn't want to have a situation like last time happen again.

The look in the Night Demon Queen's eyes alone was enough to make him unforgettable.

Immediately, Xiao Nuo stood up, casually dispersed the spiritual energy in the magic knife, and put it into the first floor of the Hongmeng Golden Tower.

Xiao Nuo has always kept his weapons in the golden pagoda, which makes them easier to carry.

Afterwards, Xiao Nuo walked around the Nirvana Hall as if taking a walk.

It has been almost two months since I came to Piaomiao Sect, and I am still not familiar with the environment and surroundings of Nirvana Hall.

From the first day of entering the sect, it is basically practice.

Either he went to the Huagu Mountains to temper the ancient bronze body, or he participated in the inner sect assessment, and then went to the Holy Tree City to perform tasks... He even had very little time to rest.

After three days of training, Xiao Nuo's injuries have basically recovered, but his heart is not yet completely calm.

At first, Xiao Nuo thought that his father Xiao Feifan really left Xiyue City because of his mission. Now it seems that it is not that simple.

But no matter where his father Xiao Feifan was, alive or dead, Xiao Nuo's inner hatred for the Xiao family became more and more intense.

"One day, I will uproot the Xiao family!"

Xiao Nuo's eyes burned with an icy cold flame.

unconsciously……

Xiao Nuo actually walked near Yajianju!

Yajianju was Lu Zhu’s residence during his lifetime.

Lu Zhu is the seventh disciple of the Nirvana Palace to go to the Tiangang Sword Sect to "worship the mountain and seize the sword".

More than a month ago, Xiao Nuo met Lu Zhu for the first time and the last time.

It was also after that time that Xiao Nuo learned from Guan Xiang the past of the Nirvana Palace and the hatred between them and the Tiangang Sword Sect.

Seven coffins in the main hall!

Still not buried yet!

Xiao Nuo saw with his own eyes that Lu Zhu swallowed his last breath in despair.

With his last breath, he watched the people in the Nirvana Hall carry his coffin to the main hall.

Although I only met him once, senior brother Lu Zhu left a very deep impression on Xiao Nuo.

Now that I think about it, before Lu Zhu died, he gave himself a copy of "Jianqin Minghe Pu", which recorded what Lu Zhu had learned in his life.

But Xiao Nuo hasn't read it yet. After all, he has been very busy during this period.

Just when Xiao Nuo was about to turn around and leave, a burst of piano music suddenly reached Xiao Nuo's ears...
To be continued...