dry snow

Chapter 14

The secret inside is really capable of turning the tide... The Baixue Pavilion has disappeared, but Zhou Lingzi is still alive, so you don't have to spend the rest of your life... on it. "

The more he said Zhou Lingzi's hands became tighter, and cold sweat broke out on Ying Tianchang's forehead. Although he struggled to finish speaking, even he felt that his words were useless and shameless.He simply gave up, and just looked at Zhou Lingzi with a kind of begging look, and of course, unconsciously calculated how much effect this look would have in his mind.

Zhou Lingzi didn't refute or scold him, but said quietly: "You forced me."

He dragged Ying Tianchang down the secret path step by step.Ying Tianchang didn't speak any more, nor did he resist, but just followed him blankly.About tens of feet away, the sound of water could be faintly heard.The secret passage gradually became wider, and there was a huge iron gate at the end.

Zhou Lingzi held the torch and inspected it for a while, and brushed off the thick dust on the stone wall by the door, revealing a depression one foot square and half an inch deep, with three strange scratches like keyholes under the light of the fire. .He inserted the Kongsang he was carrying with him, the confiscated Langgan from Ying Tianchang, and the ancient sword he had taken from the Zixiao Palace in Kongtong, and they all sank to the handle one by one.Then he turned around and unlocked Ying Tianchang's several big acupuncture points, squeezed his chin firmly, stuffed a pill into his mouth, went around behind him and slapped his palm on the vest.

Ying Tianchang almost choked to death, recovered his senses and endured the true power coming from behind, while dredging the long-sufficient meridians, his mind turned wildly, and asked: "This ancient sword, originally it is one of the three swords of Baixue Pavilion. One? It seems to be from the previous generation? From the previous generation?"

Zhou Lingzi said, "Yes. It's called Sinan."

Ying Tianchang said: "You went to Kongtong, originally it was for it?"

Zhou Lingzi said, "No."

He cherishes words like gold, but Ying Tianchang seems to have returned to normal, or he has given up his mind, and said, "Even if the three swords are all together, there is no one here who can master the mind."

Zhou Lingzi said: "I will."

He let go of Ying Tianchang, walked to the stone wall, and grasped the hilt of Kongsang sword. Ying Tianchang hesitated for a while, then stepped forward and put his hand on the hilt of Langgan sword. With less gathering and more separation, I don't even know whether I still know how to use a sword, and I feel sad for a while.Then I thought: If Langgan is drawn out at this time and fights with Zhou Lingzi, what are the odds of winning?

When he thought about it like this, he realized that Zhou Lingzi was also staring at him intensely, and said, "Your skill has only recovered [-]% now, so you can try it."

Ying Tianchang laughed and said: "Can I think about it?" Then he said: "Brother, this is the end of the matter, I will not disobey you again."

Zhou Lingzi put his other hand on the hilt of Sinan's sword, and gave him a threatening look.Ying Tianchang closed his eyes and began to circulate his weak inner breath.The three methods of heaven, earth, and human world are in the same fate, urging the three swords inserted in the wall, the two of them felt a strange vibration in their hands, and then only heard a muffled rumbling sound, the stone door shook for a long time, and finally Difficult to rise from the ground.

As soon as the stone door opened, the two of them felt a gust of cold air blowing towards their faces, Zhou Lingzi let go of his right hand, and immediately locked Ying Tianchang's wrist veins again.Ying Tianchang couldn't even breathe out, and said with a wry smile: "This method is so safe. I dare say that I have never seen such a harsh mechanism. I hope the things inside are really worth the effort."

Without saying a word, Zhou Lingzi slowly pulled out the three swords and put them back into their sheaths, and led Ying Tianchang into the stone room.With the difference of a few steps, the chill became worse, and Ying Tianchang couldn't help shivering.The stone chamber is only more than three feet deep and two feet wide, and there are various things inside. At a glance, they are all large and small stones.

Ying Tianchang said: "Han Tie."

He didn't even need to say these two words, both of them already understood what was in the stone room that Baixue Pavilion was so tightly hidden and took such a great effort to open.

Ordinary treasure hunters have longings and go through hardships. Even if they don’t find nothing, what they get is often very disproportionate to the infinitely inflated desires in their imaginations; legends that make a big deal attract countless people to chase after them, but sometimes they are just a lie and a bunch of treasures. Rubbish.But this seemingly ordinary stone room is so reasonable that it is impeccable.

There are not only thousands of years of cold iron that is hard to find in the world, but also many inconspicuous and unnamed mineral deposits.

Both of them knew very well that the first pavilion master who founded Baixue Pavilion was once a swordsmith with unparalleled casting skills.

The mineral deposits accumulated in this stone room can cast hundreds of magical weapons that are rarely seen no matter in the rivers and lakes or in the court.If it were replaced with gold, jade and jewelry of the same value, ten such large stone chambers might not be able to fit together.

At a glance, Zhou Lingzi's wish to rebuild Baixue Pavilion is by no means just a lunatic's delusion.

Ying Tianchang took a look at Zhou Lingzi, and at that moment, countless thoughts passed through his mind, but Zhou Lingzi had already walked deep into the stone room.Beside a huge piece of cold iron in the corner, there was a person lying down with three swords.

a corpse.However, the corpse was still intact, except for the fact that his face was almost transparent, he looked as if he had just died yesterday.

They all knew this corpse, it was Han Seyuan, the master of Baixue Pavilion.The robe he was wearing was the same robe he wore on the day Baixue Pavilion was destroyed six years ago.

They had only come in less than half an hour, and the cold had reached an unbearable level.Ying Tianchang's complexion had turned blue, and he unconsciously leaned against Zhou Lingzi, as if wanting to catch some heat.The corpse was undoubtedly preserved for so many years because of this low temperature environment.

Zhou Lingzi said in a low voice: "Why is the pavilion master here?"

Ying Tianchang said: "At the beginning, the pavilion master was seriously injured and lost his trace, so his whereabouts are unknown. I didn't expect it to be here. But it's not unusual. The three swords each cultivate the mind of heaven, earth, and man. The pavilion master is a plenum of the three minds. Either here If the three swords are gathered together, only the pavilion master can open them. He can come in naturally."

They talked about these words indifferently, as if they were talking about things that had nothing to do with them.

Zhou Lingzi looked back at the open door and said, "This door won't close by itself after opening, why can't he go out?"

Ying Tianchang said: "It's not that it can't be closed."

Before he said this, Zhou Lingzi had already noticed that although the door was still open, the stone door had dropped by about a quarter of what it was just now.The extremely slow rubbing sound of rock and soil mixed with the rapid sound of water flow made the stone chamber even more quiet than in the human world.

--Hell.

Ying Tianchang didn't know why he thought of this word.

When people are in the underworld, don't they also hear the sound of water flowing over their heads?

The underworld may not be so cold!

He shook his head, expelled this weird thought, and said, "Maybe it's because the injury is too serious, and I can no longer open the door. Once the door is closed, the people inside may not be able to hold on for an hour."

When he said this, his face was not only blue, but also a little black.Zhou Lingzi's hand locking his wrist slid down, and a little heat was transmitted from the palm of his hand suddenly.

Not only Ying Tianchang, who made this movement was also stunned, and subconsciously withdrew his hand.Ying Tianchang squatted down naturally, and just as he stretched out his hand to Han Seyuan's corpse, Zhou Lingzi coughed heavily behind him.Ying Tianchang's movements did not stop, and he untied the silver jug ​​from Han Seyuan's waist.

He shook the jug, and there was still the sound of liquid in it, and said with a wry smile, "I can't stand the cold anymore." He pulled out the stopper, took a few sips, and the spicy wine flowed down his throat. Feeling a flame burning from top to bottom, the spirit was lifted, and he handed the jug to Zhou Lingzi and said, "Take a sip?"

Zhou Lingzi didn't speak, just looked at him.

Ying Tianchang said: "Aren't you cold?"

Zhou Lingzi said: "You may die."

Ying Tianchang was stunned for a moment, then suddenly smiled and said: "If I die, you will not be able to open this door anymore. You will not let me die."

Zhou Lingzi said: "I don't touch the Pavilion Master's things."

Ying Tianchang said: "Okay, if you don't touch it, don't touch it."

He drank the wine in the jug in one breath, hiccupped quite artificially, and was about to stand up when his body suddenly staggered, and his toe touched one of the three long swords on the ground, he lifted it lightly, and held it with his right hand. Pull out the hilt of the sword.As soon as Zhou Lingzi turned his face, there was a sword light in front of him.

Zhou Lingzi stepped back quickly, and the music sounded like a falling tree in the wind.

No matter how he was caught off guard, he seemed to have been waiting for this moment for a long time.

Chapter Thirteen

In the short year since they met, how many times have they played against each other?How familiar are they with each other's swords?Seven years have passed since then, during the seven years, how far will the two swords change?

Ying Tianchang didn't care about it at all, didn't want to at all, and just drew his sword like crazy.He didn't need to know what Zhou Lingzi's sword was like, since he had the upper hand, he didn't intend to give the opponent any room to fight back.He just used all the strength and speed he had accumulated in his life to attack the opponent like overwhelming mountains and seas.

With a bang, the two swords intersected, Zhou Lingzi took a step back, and his expression under the mask was slightly cracked.Swordsmanship was second to none, he never knew that Ying Tianchang's internal strength could be so tyrannical.

Ying Tianchang was imprisoned by him for more than ten days, he was like a cripple in the middle, his meridians were withered, his internal energy was desolate, even if the acupoints were unlocked, it would be impossible to fully recover in a short time, let alone fight with him.And this Ying Tianchang in front of him was much more difficult to deal with than he remembered!

But in the blink of an eye, Ying Tianchang's sword was in front of him.Zhou Lingzi blocked with his horizontal sword, and slapped Ying Tianchang on the shoulder with his palm.Ying Tianchang ate the palm, his figure swayed, the sword did not slow down at all, Kong Sang was almost pressed to his chest, Zhou Lingzi was startled and angry, he turned sideways to avoid, the sword wind cut off his sleeve.There is already a stone wall behind him, there is no way to retreat, Ying Tianchang changed his moves extremely quickly, his sword style is strange, three swords in succession