Tiansang Ling Palace, early in the morning, the sky is bright.
It has been almost a day since Xu Xiaoshou and others entered Tianxuan Sect.
In a dark room in the side hall of the meeting hall, Zhao Xidong was sleeping drowsily.
As the future No. 1 trainee of Lingfa Pavilion, although he has repeatedly violated the rules, the important task of guarding Tianxuan Sect still falls on him.
The room was empty, except for Zhao Xidong who was sleeping on the concierge. There was only a wooden table and an amethyst spirit plate floating in the void.
The spirit plate is carved with dragons and phoenixes, and its structure is exquisite.
There are twelve white jade beads floating on it, which are full of spirituality. Each one hangs a cyan light curtain, which is quite magical.
Twelve bead spiritual curtain plate!
The treasure corresponding to the twelve towns of Tianxuan Sect!
Using this spirit plate to communicate with different dimensions consumes a lot of human and financial resources from Tiansang Linggong. Therefore, this caregiving task can be said to be both important and important...but also said to be light-hearted.
Zhao Xidong is responsible for keeping an eye on this spirit plate. If there are no accidents in the past three days, it means that everything in Tianxuan Sect is stable.
If something happens to the spirit plate... Zhao Xidong said, what can I do? I'm outside Tianxuanmen, and I can't save the situation!
The most he could do was make an announcement.
Moreover, if Boss Xiao hadn't said that there might be a traitor, it is estimated that this year's spirit board would be the same as in previous years, and just send someone to guard it.
"Ouch!"
Zhao Xidong, who was dozing on the concierge with his butt sticking out, suddenly woke up. He dreamed that Xu Xiaoshou made a breakthrough at Tianxuan Gate and blew up the entire secret space.
boom!
His head hit the door panel, and he grimaced in pain.
Zhao Xidong wiped his saliva and turned around, secretly wiping the saliva off the door with his butt, and then his eyes focused on the "Twelve Beads Spiritual Curtain Plate".
Nothing unusual!
"Huh... I've thought too much. How could Xu Xiaoshou really blow up a space? This is really a dream!" Zhao Xidong picked up a cup of water to moisten his throat and sighed.
"What's going on with Xu Xiaoshou? He keeps appearing in my dreams these days. He must be poisonous!"
"It's just Xu's nightmare!"
The water glass was placed on the wooden table, and a crisp sound echoed in the quiet room.
"Snapped!"
Zhao Xidong was stunned. The sound clearly did not come from the cup in front of him, but from the back of his head?
Turning his head tremblingly, he saw that the protective barrier of one of the white jade beads on the spirit plate was broken, and then the glowing bead suddenly dimmed.
"Fuck!"
Zhao Xidong felt like he was going crazy, "Are you sick? Are you really broken?"
The protective barrier corresponds to the three layers of protection of the treasure of the town. The white jade beads are dark, indicating that the treasure has been taken away!
"Is there really a traitor?" Zhao Xidong was shocked.
The door opened with a bang, and he rushed out. He wanted to inform Boss Xiao of the information, but he turned back as quickly as possible.
Carefully put the spirit plate in place and put it on. This thing cannot be put into the space ring. It is connected to another space of another dimension. If the empty space overlaps, big trouble will happen.
"If something goes wrong, something goes wrong, Boss Xiao still has the foresight."
Zhao Xidong left the meeting hall and flew to Lingshi Pavilion.
"Snapped!"
As soon as he took off, the protective barrier of another white jade bead shattered. Zhao Xidong swayed in the air and almost fell down.
"I'll drop a kidney to see what's going on in Tianxuan Sect and who is causing trouble!"
The aura of the white jade bead that lost its protective barrier flickered and seemed to be dimming, but it still persisted.
"Hold on!"
Zhao Xidong grimaced, reached the maximum speed, and disappeared into the sky.
…
In a dark and cramped room, four men.
After moving to a new house, I didn’t know why Mr. Sang fell in love with braised elbow for no apparent reason. He actually didn’t even have the chance to take a bite of the roast goose in the past.
He put down his chopsticks and said solemnly: "The Holy Temple has confirmed it. The goal of the 'Holy Slave' this time is Famous Sword Twenty-One. I heard that there will be miracles if you gather them all."
He paused and said: "The Holy Temple shouldn't speak out. Not many people knew about this originally, but now it has spread throughout the continent.
"I heard that some people are fishing in troubled waters. In other places, even the sword holders of famous swords have changed for several generations."
Old Man Sang didn't raise his head and said, "How do you know that there are no people from the Holy Temple who can fish in troubled waters?"
Xiao Qixiu on the side was stunned when he heard the words, put down the roasted goose and said: "Impossible, the Holy Temple has maintained the order of the mainland for so long. If you want famous swords, you have already gathered them all."
Mr. Sang sneered: "Do you think it's that easy? Even if this is the largest force in the mainland, it is absolutely impossible to complete this matter silently!"
"Only when the water is muddy enough, those in charge can reap more benefits. Otherwise, do you think the 'Saint Slave' can develop so fast in these years?"
Ye Xiaotian expressed that he disagreed and said: "If the Holy Temple cannot believe it, the spiritual refiners on the mainland will have no place to rely on."
Mr. Sang glared at him and said angrily: "That's why I'm going to imprison you all in one spiritual palace!"
"In the battle between great avenues, besides believing in yourself, who else do you dare to believe?!"
The three of them were silent. This statement was true and could not be refuted.
Qianzhi smiled, waved his hand and said, "It's useless to say more. This has nothing to do with us. It's just that you should be more careful, Lao Xiao, and don't let that girl Qian Qian go out these days."
"Understood!" Xiao Qixiu nodded, determined to hide the token and not mess around at the critical moment.
"One more thing..." Qiao Qianzhi looked at the three of them with serious eyes.
"There have been changes in the 'White Cave' recently. There are rumors that a strange treasure has been born. Now everyone knows about it."
"'White Cave'... a rare treasure?" Xiao Qixiu's thoughtful look only lasted for a moment, and his eyes were replaced by endless fire. He was so shocked that he stood up directly, "One of the swords of the Eighth Sword Immortal?"
Qiu Qianzhi motioned for him to sit down, but said that it was understandable that the guy was shocked.
As long as it is a sword cultivator, no one can turn a blind eye to the relics of the Eighth Sword Immortal. He nodded and said: "Yes, this time it is estimated that the entire Eastern Sword God Heaven will be shaken."
Mr. Sang rolled his eyes: "You are overthinking. Rumors are just rumors. Which treasure place in the world does not say that his relics were born? Have you seen Ying'er?"
Qiao Qianzhi said calmly: "This time even the specific name came out, which is 'You Four Swords'!"
Mr. Sang: "..."
"Who passed it on?"
"Holy Temple."
"Why does this ruined palace force so many things, and they confirmed it?" Sang Lao was angry.
"Yeah." Qianqianzhi nodded slowly.
All three of them can understand Sang Lao's anger.
Thirty years ago, this old man narrowly escaped death, but he only brought back the scabbard with "four swords", waiting for this moment to sheath the sword.
After traveling all over the place this time, I returned to the Spiritual Palace, one of which was to resist the invasion of the masked men.
The second is waiting for the "White Cave" to open again.
As a result, the news was leaked, and now I don’t know how many people want to get involved.
Mr. Sang took a sip of his wine and looked at Ye Xiaotian, "Let's make a bet."
"Um?"
"Don't you believe that underneath the glorious appearance of the Holy Temple, there is actually darkness? Let's bet on whether they will take action this time!"
Ye Xiaotian hesitated and said: "Even if the Holy Temple takes action, what will happen?"
"How about not waiting."
Sang Lao smiled: "I bet that these holy people will successfully get the quota to enter the 'White Cave' from the major spiritual palaces in the ten counties with a high-sounding reason!"
Ye Xiaotian raised his brows, what a big deal? Are you even betting on the attack method of the Holy Temple?
"bet?"
Mr. Sang put down his chopsticks and said with a serious smile: "No matter what Xu Xiaoshou got in Tianxuanmen this time, he turned a blind eye!"