Xuanxia

Chapter 536 Face
"call……"

Tang Jiao let out a long breath, clasped her hands together, and opened her eyes.

"Jiaojiao, you..." Tang Min looked a little surprised: "You have broken through to the fifth realm now?"

Tang Jiao nodded vigorously and smiled at her uncle.

“Actually, it’s not that easy.”

She said softly, "But right now, every bit of fighting power means a bit of life, and Big Brother will have less pressure. As long as I push myself hard, I can always..."

As she spoke, Tang Jiao turned her head and looked at Qiu Chan.

Qiu Chan looked clearly struggling. After all, the Sixth Realm was a big hurdle. She closed her eyes tightly and pursed her lips. The sweat oozing from her forehead had formed a thin layer of frost due to the cold air around her.

"I hope everything goes well for Sister Qiuchan."

Tang Jiao said this as she climbed up, raised her hand, and the magic sword from her sleeve flew out and was held in her right hand.

The next moment, she saw her left hand brushing over the spiritual sword, and there was actually an extra sword in her left hand!

"Oh?" Tang Min was surprised.

"The higher the level of the Ten Thousand Spirit Sword Forging Technique, the more spirit swords you can control at the same time."

Tang Jiao smiled and said, "When I was forging the sword, I asked Master Feng if I could forge a spiritual sword that was more in line with my skills. That's why I have this nested spiritual sword. It looks like one sword, but in fact, it's more than that~"

Tang Min was amazed, and even Wu Yan beside him became a little curious: "So, how many swords are these?"

"Don't say it."

Before Tang Jiao could speak, Qiu Chan's voice came from the corner: "This is your secret. Only Master Feng and you can know it. Other than that, you cannot tell anyone else."

Qiu Chan opened her eyes and let out a long breath with some fatigue. There were ice crystals in the exhaled air, and her whole temperament seemed to become a little colder.

As she spoke, she slowly stood up: "The Sixth Realm is indeed more difficult than I imagined. Master always told me to push myself a little harder and accumulate strength for a breakthrough. It really makes sense."

Tang Min sighed and shook his head: "If it was so easy to break through the sixth realm, I wouldn't have taken decades to..."

Qiu Chan smiled at him and said, "Uncle Tang, don't worry. You will break through in no time if you stay with the dead rapist."

"Hmm?" Tang Min was startled: "What does this mean?"

"He is always at the center of the storm." Qiu Chan said with a smile: "If we follow him, we will either die suddenly one day, or we will make a quick breakthrough in the constant danger and battles."

Tang Min's pupils trembled.

Is that the case?

Is this the reason why Qianlong Fu Qingzhou is so powerful?
Growing up in constant danger and battle, you either have to constantly force yourself to become stronger, or... you will just die?

But how dangerous would it be? I had done so many things, and walked in the dark for so many years, wasn't it dangerous enough?

Thinking of this, Tang Min suddenly covered his chest. That was the wound he received when he first approached Wuli Village that year...

It was because of this injury that I chose not to adjust the matter for the time being, and I was unwilling to let Tang Jiao investigate.

But if it was that kid named Fu... he probably wouldn't care at all, right?

After he learned about what happened in Wuli Village, he decided to come without any hesitation... In comparison, he did seem timid.

Tang Min was lost in thought. On the other side, Qiu Chan had already strode to the stone gate.

She took a deep breath, raised both hands at the same time, and pressed lightly on the stone door.

Immediately afterwards, a cold and frosty mist rose between her hands and the stone door.

She had just broken through the sixth realm, and her new true energy was not strong, so it was still a bit difficult for her to use her strength to condense the ice. Soon, a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

But Ziqi Xianfeng Temple is, after all, the top sect in the martial arts world, and the Zixiao Jiuyin Gong that the sect relies on is also one of the top martial arts in the world.

In a short while, the ice crystals quickly connected and grew, freezing her hands and the stone door together!
A hint of pride flashed across Qiu Chan's beautiful eyes, and she slowly stepped back. As she pulled, the stone door really moved little by little, and opened inward with a loud bang!

"Although I didn't know how to do it before, this door is not difficult..."

As she pulled at the stone door, she said, "But you guys help too!"

"Oh oh." Tang Jiao hurried forward to help - the stone door was pulled, so there was naturally a place to exert force. She quickly grabbed the edge of the stone door and helped push it open.

However, Tang Min and Wu Yan drew their weapons.

They didn't know if there was anyone guarding the door. The weapons they used were just two short sticks and a twisted iron rod.

Wu Yan glanced at the short stick in Tang Min's hand and couldn't help asking, "Killer, why are you using this?"

"After my brother died, I stopped taking jobs."

Tang Min said calmly: "If you don't kill anyone, there's no need to use a sword. The short stick is just for self-protection."

The two men stood guard at the edge of the stone door, staring at the darkness gradually overflowing from the crack in the door, their eyes fixed on it.

But... no one came to kill me.

Until Qiu Chan and Tang Jiao pushed the stone door open completely, no one came to kill them.

Wu Yan was familiar with Xiyu Pavilion, so he naturally took the lead and walked forward a few steps.

Outside the room is a long corridor.

familiar place.

He turned his head to look at the meaningless murals on the stone walls on both sides of the corridor, sniffed the familiar cold and heavy smell in the air, and tilted his head.

"no one."

Wu Yan said softly: "But they can't let us leave like this."

"But you didn't expect that we could get out of the stone chamber." Tang Min followed closely behind him and said faintly, "You are familiar with it, you lead the way."

Wu Yan nodded and took the lead.

The four of them walked slowly in the corridor. Qiu Chan looked at the paintings on the wall curiously: "These things seem to depict the life of an official? What does this have to do with Xiyu Pavilion?"

"This is an ancient tomb."

Wu Yan walked in front and said without turning his head: "As for who the tomb owner is, I don't know either."

Qiu Chan sighed: "Xiyu Pavilion is quite unrefined. They occupied someone else's mausoleum as their lair? Aren't they afraid of ghosts?"

"What they do is kill people for a living. What they do is turn people into ghosts." Tang Min said with a half-smile, "How can a killer be afraid of ghosts?"

As they were talking, they soon passed through the corridor and came to an open area, a huge underground cave.

The river flows gently and the wooden bridge creaks.

A winding stream flows quietly at the bottom of the cave, and the surface of the water is glowing with a faint blue light.

Across the stream is a quaint wooden bridge. The bridge body is made of thick logs and the bridge deck is covered with thick moss. There are no railings on both sides of the bridge, only a few thick hemp ropes as handrails, which looks quite simple.

On the wooden bridge stood a person they were familiar with.

Jiang Qi held the rapier in his hand and said calmly, "Go back. If you go forward, you will kill him."

Wu Yan's eyes flickered slightly, but he did not respond to him. Instead, he turned to his current companion and said, "There will be many people."

Tang Min smiled in relief: "Now that we are here, what else can we do? There is no other way... and what the little girl surnamed Qiu said is right, sometimes we have to face it."

Qiu Chan and Tang Jiao didn't waste any time talking. They both narrowed their eyes slightly and prepared for battle.

Even though their previous injuries have not yet fully healed, but... they can't retreat.

There is only one battle.

Jiang Qi glanced at them and understood everything.

So he held the sword horizontally and swept it lightly in the air.

There was a slight sound, which was like a signal.

In the shadows everywhere in the cave, shadows began to "split" out one after another. They were clearly wearing conspicuous red clothes, and it was unknown how they had managed to blend into the shadows so perfectly just now.

Three, five, ten, twenty...

One killer after another stood up, they seemed to be cast in the same mold, with expressionless faces and indifferent eyes. They didn't care about the lives of others, let alone their own lives.

One after another, rapiers were raised and pointed at the four people.

(End of this chapter)