Chapter 127 Meeting.

Han Clan Ancestral Hall, the gray and white world behind the pearl curtain.

Han Sigu said: The curse ghosts steal the breath of my sword’s will, making it impossible for the Blood River Sword to identify the real master.All you have to do is find the Blood River and convince it that I am its real master.

Senior Brother Han, but I don’t know where the treasure house of Han’s Villa is?Tang Nanzhai frowned slightly and said, "We have only been to the study and the ancestral hall now, but we have not set foot in other places yet. If we were to find the treasure house, we delayed our senior brother's affairs...

Han Sigu said gently: The treasure house is at the bottom of the lotus pond and will only be opened at night.My life flying sword is now guarding the treasure house.After you go, you will naturally see it when the treasure house is opened.

Since my senior brother knows, why don’t you go by yourself?Tang Nanzhai's heart thumped and he instinctively tempted.

Of course I have my reasons.Han Sigu said, in short, this matter is not difficult for you. If you are alone, go and go back quickly. If others stay here, I will help you protect them.

Tang Nanzhai’s instinctive rejection: Senior Brother Han recognized the kindness, but our brothers and sisters have always acted together...

My life flying sword was spoiled by me, and my temperament was quite unruly.Han Sigu smiled slightly when he heard this and said, "The ordinary monks in the Qi training stage are all ants in their eyes."It will not communicate with ants.If you, these junior brothers and sisters, go with you, you will just die.

When you get to the place, remember to be careful. Only after you catch its three swords will you have the chance to talk to it.

Otherwise, it will only treat you as a bloody food delivered to your door, do you understand?

Tang Nanzhai sighed in his heart and clasped his fists and said: Yes!

His eyes swept over Lin Long and others, and indulged in a deep voice, "You stay here to serve Senior Brother Han well, I will come when I go."

Before he finished speaking, Han Sigu raised his hand slightly, and dozens of blood-colored silk threads suddenly rolled up towards his body, and soon entangled Tang Nanzhai.

This thread was extremely cold, but it did not affect his activities at all.

Tang Nanzhai was afraid, but he didn't dare to move too much at this moment. He bowed to Han Sigu and felt dizzy in his mind. When he recovered, he was already standing in front of the pearl curtain.

He looked back at the curtain with fear, not daring to stay for too long, and hurried down the mountain.

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After leaving the back mountain, Pei Ling immediately swung his sword to slash at the blood-colored silk thread, but the blade passed through the silk thread without any obstacle, as if these silk threads did not exist in front of the sharp edge of the Yansheng knife.

He activated the cold marrow fire to burn it again, but he still could not touch the threads.

Pei Ling's heart was slightly sank. He didn't trust Han Sigu at all. Not to mention the friendship between the Holy Sect was just a joke. If he really found the Blood River Sword for the other party, the other party's Tiandao Dao Foundation was 100% possible. How could he share the method of building the foundation with him for the first time or to plan for the Han Family Villa treasure house?

It would be strange if you don’t kill him and Lu Luqiang with your backhand.

Moreover, according to Han Sigu, the reason why the Blood River Sword is not around him is that he cannot tell who is the master of him or the curse ghost.

In this case, who knows whether the person he met was Han Sigu's original deity or a slander pretending to be a ghost?

Although he didn't know what a curse was, he could tell that it was not a good person by looking at the name.

The current strategy to break the deadlock is not to find a way to improve Han Sigu's natal flying sword, but to find a way to improve its strength!

Han’s treasure house... Pei Ling thought to himself, you have to enter the treasure house first!

He couldn't help but speed up his escape.

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After leaving Hechi, Dong Caiwei didn't know where to go to find Han Sigu.

I have been to the six formation eyes, the main hall and the martial arts venue.She bit her lip and thought quickly, and there was nothing left in the study room... only the ancestral hall and the ancient well.

If there aren't these two places, you can only find a needle in a haystack in the huge manor.

However, based on previous speculations, Zhang Shuo broke into the ancestral hall and Guan Xuerui's team was planted in the ancient well. These two places were obviously extremely dangerous, and even monks on the ninth level of Qi training could not protect themselves.

She is just the eighth level of Qi training. Wouldn’t she die if she goes?

But thinking that Jiao Pu and Lu Fujiang were still waiting for their lives to be redeemed in the sword formation, Dong Caiwei gritted her teeth and walked towards the ancestral hall with a tough bullet.

I just arrived at the foot of the mountain, but I ran into Tang Nanzhai head-on.

Senior Brother Tang?Dong Caiwei was stunned. After Jiao Pu’s reminder, she subconsciously looked at Tang Nanzhai’s empty back and said in surprise, “You… have just come out of the ancestral hall?”

Could it be that Tang Nanzhai’s team was wiped out in the ancestral hall, right?

If this is the case, even if she is not afraid of death, wouldn’t she still deliver vegetables when she goes?

Wait, she just wanted to find Han Sigu, but she had to choose the ancestral hall.

Thinking of this, Dong Caiwei was about to speak, but Tang Nanzhai frowned and said: Where is Jiao Pu and the others?Why are you the only one?

Senior Brother Jiao and Senior Brother Lu encountered some things and asked me to go to the ancestral hall to inquire.Dong Caiwei took advantage of the situation and said, "You dare to ask Senior Brother Tang, have you seen Senior Brother Han Sigu in the ancestral hall?"

Um?

Tang Nanzhai suddenly narrowed his eyes and said bluntly: Have you met a curse?

Not a curse!Hearing this, Dong Caiwei breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that Tang Nanzhai had indeed gained something in the ancestral hall. This had omitted her own skill. She hurriedly said, "We met Senior Brother Han Sigu's flying sword."

Flying sword?Is it the Blood River Sword?Tang Nanzhai's thoughts changed and said in a deep voice, "I am on the order of Senior Brother Han Sigu and I am about to find it, but I don't know where it is now?"Take me to see it!

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On the mountain path, Pei Ling used the blood ghost escape technique, and his whole person turned into a blood light. In a moment, he passed through many distances and landed on the banks of the lotus pond.

At this time, the pool surface was calm, but a blood sword hung high in the air, absorbing the moonlight with its full strength. Its sharp momentum was, and even if you looked away, you would feel a tingling feeling in your eyes.

Pei Ling quickly turned his gaze away and did not dare to look at it. He thought to himself that this should be Han Sigu's natal flying sword, and then bowed: Go down to Zheng Jingshan, and follow the order of Han Sigu's senior brother...

Brush!

Before he finished speaking, the blood sword in the air moved, and three sword energy emerged out of thin air, wrapped in blood light in the sky, and slashed hard at Pei Ling!

Pei Ling was shocked. The blood ghost escape technique came, and flashed through the gap between the sword energy in the lightning and flint, avoiding the first sword energy; at the same time, the Blood Evil Sword Technique was used to the limit, and he tried his best to open the second sword energy. The moment the sword energy and the blade were connected, the Yansheng Sword almost instantly came out of his hand, and a severe pain came from the tiger's mouth, and liquid flowed out instantly, wetting the hilt of the Yansheng Sword.

But he didn't care about this. He looked at the third sword energy that was coming to his face. Although he tried his best to dodge, he still watched the other party pass through his ribs, bringing out a deep blood mark with bones.

Even the best-quality bones that had begun to transform into jade were wiped out.

Pei Ling was forced by the remaining strength of the sword energy and staggered two and a half steps to kneel on the ground, not caring about the crack of the tiger's mouth. He was waiting to fight for his life, but the Blood Sword did not continue to attack, but said loudly: Keep talking.

He was stunned. At this moment, two figures not far away, one in front and one behind, and several ups and downs arrived by the pool. It was Tang Nanzhai and Dong Caiwei!