"I know these scraps of sword energy can't stop you. Just find a place to sit wherever you like. I don't have much room here."
The moment Fang Hao stepped into Jianlu, a slightly aged voice came from Jianlu.
Fang Hao raised his head and looked around, and saw a skinny old man sitting in the thatched house, and around the old man were scattered sword manuals and bamboo slips.
Fang Hao came to the skinny old man and saluted slightly: "Junior Fang Hao would like to thank the senior for rescuing me. If it hadn't been for the senior's help, I think I would still be trapped in the void."
The skinny old man turned around slowly, his face was like a withered tree trunk, full of wrinkles. He looked at Fang Hao and grinned: "Do you know why I rescued you?"
When Fang Hao heard this, he was stunned for a moment. Then he said: "I think senior knows that Jiangu and I are enemies rather than friends, so..."
"There are so many monks in this world who have a close relationship with Sword Valley. According to you, don't I have to take care of all of them? I have spent so much effort and even offended the group of banished immortals headed by Zhen Yu, but
It's not because of this." The skinny old man shook his head.
Fang Hao looked at the skinny old man in front of him who had lost most of his front teeth, frowned and said: "Forgive me for being stupid, senior, but if you have anything to say, it doesn't matter, there is no need to beat around the bush!"
Hearing this, the skinny old man raised his head and smiled and said, "I was right about you. You are indeed very cheerful in life and work. I saved you just because I thought you had something I need."
"Huh? Senior is joking. I'm just a mountain monk. How can I have anything in my body that senior can appreciate."
Fang Hao smiled nonchalantly, but his body subconsciously kept a certain distance from the skinny old man.
I'm afraid this old guy is coming with bad intentions!
The skinny old man glanced at Fang Hao and said softly: "Don't be afraid, kid. I came to you to discuss things with you. Unlike the prison guards, I won't fight you if we disagree."
"Besides, my old bones may not be able to withstand your torture."
As the skinny old man spoke, he picked up a bunch of bamboo slips from under his feet and threw them to Fang Hao: "This bamboo slip records an ancient recipe for restoring youth, which requires the use of magic medicine. Didn't you snatch one from them before?"
Immortality medicine? I'm not greedy, I just need a few roots."
When Fang Hao heard this, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief and said, "If senior just wants to restore your youth, then I can help you find a way, and it doesn't necessarily have to involve the use of longevity medicine."
When the skinny old man heard this, his face turned cold and he said, "What do you mean by that?"
Seeing this, Fang Hao immediately explained: "Senior, you misunderstood. It's not that I don't want to give you the elixir of longevity. To be honest, even if you don't take action, based on my relationship with the master of Jiantian Valley, these roots will be given to you."
So why not."
"The reason why I just said this is because in addition to the elixir of longevity, I also have other magical medicines. If senior doesn't mind it, you can take it. Fang Hao will not be stingy!"
After Fang Hao finished speaking, he took out a miracle medicine directly from the treasure bag and handed it to the old man.
The skinny old man looked at the magical medicine blooming with divine light in Fang Hao's hand, and said with extremely hot eyes: "The spiritual energy is so abundant, it is indeed a magical medicine, but I, Jian Chen, never take benefits from others in vain. Whatever benefits you want, even if
Just open your mouth."
Fang Hao smiled and shook his head and said: "Senior Jian Chen, you saved me before. I gave you this magic medicine so that we can clear up the trouble. Besides, I didn't do it just because I thought about you asking for benefits."
Fang Hao has always been a man of clear distinction between grudges and grudges. Since Jian Chen had rescued him before, no matter what his purpose was, she owed him a favor after all.
Now, since he needs magic medicine to restore his youth, Fang Hao will naturally not be stingy.
However, this made Jian Chen feel a little embarrassed. He stared at Fang Hao for a long time, and finally gritted his teeth and said: "Boy, although you are not a disciple of Sword Valley, you can be considered to be involved in the way of swordsmanship. So,
I will take you to Wanjianchi to choose a suitable weapon, which can be regarded as offsetting your gift of medicine!"
"Senior Jian Chen, although I have indeed dabbled in swordsmanship, I am still accustomed to using knives. I wonder if there are any knife-shaped weapons in the Wanjian Pond you mentioned?" Fang Hao asked.
Hearing this, Jian Chen said without hesitation: "This Ten Thousand Swords Pool was created by a supreme sword cultivator who reached the realm of the Great Emperor in ancient times. From ancient times to the present, only sword cultivators who have reached the pinnacle of swordsmanship can be qualified to enter.
Among them, besides swordsmen, there are indeed other weapons left behind."
"But whether you can find it or not depends on your own luck. With my ability, I can only activate it for half an hour. Once half an hour has passed, you must come back regardless of whether you have found a suitable weapon. Otherwise, you will
You will be sealed in this Ten Thousand Sword Pond forever." Jian Chen warned.
"Otherwise, let's just forget about it. Anyway, I don't lack weapons. If I am locked up in this pool of ten thousand swords, it will really outweigh the gains and losses." Fang Hao said after being silent for a moment.
Although Fang Hao's Xuan Dao was destroyed in the previous battle, in addition to the Xuan Dao, he also had the most precious treasure, the Immortal Killing Sword.
There is no need to take this risk for the so-called divine sword, not to mention that the current situation is so tense, and Fang Hao wants to ensure his own safety.
Once something happens to him, the demon clan in the Brahma Pure Land and Ye Fuyao and others will be implicated, not to mention that he has successfully obtained the Nine Heavens Divine Stone. As long as the chaos in the foreign land is calmed down, he can use the power of the Divine Stone to completely solve the Great Reincarnation.
of hidden dangers.
No matter which way you look at it, there is no need for Fang Hao to enter the Ten Thousand Swords Pool.
"If you don't want to go, you can leave this opportunity to me. My Tiandao Sword was taken away by Zhen Yu, and now I just need a handy weapon."
Just when Fang Hao was about to donate the magic medicine for free, Taoist Master Yunxiao, who was supposed to be healing in the spiritual eye of Hidden Sword Peak, also entered the Sword Cottage.
"Your injury hasn't fully healed yet. Why are you here to join in the fun? Besides, with your cultivation level, it doesn't matter whether you have weapons or not."
Are you kidding me? Yunxiao was seriously injured by the prison before and suffered backlash from the Tiandao sword. He was almost in a semi-disabled state. Even if he cultivated in the spiritual eye for several hours, it was impossible to recover at all.
Under such circumstances, it was naturally impossible for Fang Hao to agree to let her enter Wanjian Pond.
Taoist Master Yunxiao ignored Fang Hao, but looked directly at Jian Chen and said: "The sword energy in my body cannot be resolved by ordinary methods. Since this Ten Thousand Sword Pond can accommodate thousands of swordsmen in the world, maybe it can
Dissolve the sword energy in my body."
"There is no precedent for using Wanjian Pond to heal injuries since ancient times, but I think you can give it a try. However, with your current level of cultivation, it is indeed dangerous to enter Wanjian Pond. How about letting Fang Hao accompany you?
"
It seems that this is not the first time Jian Chen and Yun Xiao have met, and there is no slightest connection between them.
"That's fine. With him here, I can heal my wounds at ease, but half an hour is indeed a bit too hasty." Taoist Master Yunxiao frowned.
Jian Chen smiled bitterly and said: "It's not like you don't know that I am cultivating a withered sword. My body has long since decayed. Half an hour is already the limit."
"Okay, if it's just for healing, half an hour should be enough!"
Taoist Master Yunxiao nodded and said calmly.
"Fang Hao, you can go in with the Taoist master so that you can take care of him."
As he spoke, a sharp divine light burst out from Jian Chen's originally dark eyes, and with a wave of his robe sleeves, a sword light pierced the void.
The next moment, a deep passage appeared in the void of the Jianlu. (To be continued)