Chapter 965: The Place Where the Sword Is Buried

But what they didn't expect was that their ancestors laughed out loud after hearing such an urgent matter.

"Old Ancestor, what are you laughing at?"

Qin Zhiyu looked anxious, and even said with some reproach: "We are in deep danger. In order to keep us alive, elder brother put himself in danger. You are not in a hurry, why are you still laughing here?"

It's no wonder Qin Zhiyu is so anxious at the moment.

In the square box, they almost pinched the time to pass.

In addition, it was Qin Lan who helped them break the seal at this moment, so in their opinion, there was a high probability that Qin Nan was in danger.

"Ha ha ha ha."

Seeing Qin Zhiyu's appearance, Qin Lan laughed even louder, and then said: "Don't worry about your elder brother, your elder brother is fine."

"what?"

Qin Zhiyu shouted in surprise: "The old ancestor is serious, brother is really all right?"

"It's not just that he's fine, that kid is going to become a saint soon." Qin Lan's voice was still a little sour when he said this, "And he's a saint whose vision of heaven and earth is stronger than mine."

"What, saint?"

"Ancestor, are you right?"

Everyone in Qin Zhiyu looked in disbelief, they couldn't figure out why Qin Nan was not only fine, but also became a saint instead.

"Because the young man surnamed Yi you met is none other than the benefactor of our Qin family, the senior who led our Qin family to glory!" Qin Lan explained solemnly.

"what?"

When this explosive news fell, it exploded in everyone's minds like a thunderbolt.

in mind.

The young man in white who came leisurely on a snail also appeared involuntarily.

"He...he lives

But that senior? ! "

Qin Zhiyu's pretty face was dull, and he never expected that Yi Feng was the senior they were looking for.

Afterwards, Qin Lan told the story of what happened next, and everyone understood why Qin Nan was able to become a saint.

"Fishing."

At this time, Qin Lan's pupils shrank slightly, and suddenly asked Qin Zhiyu, "Can you blame your elder brother?"

"You have to know, if your elder brother didn't seal you into the square box, you might be the one who breaks through the saint now!"

"The old man was joking."

Qin Zhiyu hurriedly said respectfully: "Brother sealed us into the square box for our safety, and he didn't know the identity of the senior when he sealed it, so how could I blame the elder brother?"

"Brother is safe and sound, and he deserves to be a saint. I can only be happy for him."

"He's really a good boy of my Qin family."

Listening to Qin Zhiyu's words, Qin Lan showed relief, touched Qin Zhiyu's head kindly, and said softly: "Don't worry, after your elder brother becomes a saint, all the extra resources he has will be transferred to you In your body, the family will spare no effort to train you, and you will have the opportunity to catch up with your big brother in the future."

"Thank you, Patriarch."

Qin Zhiyu quickly knelt down and thanked him.

"Good boy, get up quickly, you have worked hard this time." After Qin Lan helped Qin Zhiyu up, he looked at the crowd with his hands behind his back, and said loudly: "Everyone, rewards. The other people who died, the key point Compensation, whether they are direct descendants of my Qin family or not, their descendants will be protected by my Qin family for generations!"

"Thank you, Patriarch."

Everyone knelt down one after another.

...

While the Qin family was immersed in joy, Yi Feng, who was depressed, was about to rush towards Jiangu.

at this time.

The jade slip that had not moved for a long time suddenly shone with light.

With a wave of the palm, the message is transmitted to the brain.

It was from Misty Red.

"Hi sir."

"I don't know if your stay on Tiandu Island is going well. There has been a new progress in the matter of the saints of the Nine Realms. Recently, there have been frequent visions of heaven and earth in the Nine Realms, accompanied by the appearance of various calamity clouds. If there is no accident, the saints have awakened. At the same time, according to our According to the information obtained, the saint should be a woman named Baihuang, she is from the Nine Realms, and she should be in the current Nine Realms Alliance."

"It would be best if Mister goes well in Tiandu Island. If it doesn't go well, Mister can go directly to the Nine Realms."

"In addition, the curse on my body has reached its final juncture. After sending this message to my husband, I will enter the place where the sword is buried in the Sword Valley and wait to be buried, so you don't have to come to the Sword Valley to find me again."

"Mr. Future will be able to help Jiangu a little bit for Hong'er's sake if he masters his miraculous skills. Hong'er should be extremely grateful."

"Hong'er is here to wish Mister a successful start."

"Farewell, sir."

After reading the message in the jade slip, Yi Feng's emotions were a little complicated.

I am deeply moved.

But people who want to die can't die, and people who shouldn't die are haunted by curses. What a trick of fate!

Along the way, although Yi Feng did not die, he had to admit that Piao Miaohong really helped him a lot.

At least it keeps him from running around like a headless chicken.

"Miss Hong's friendship, Yi Feng is thinking, no matter what, if something happens to Jiangu, I, Yi Feng, will not stand idly by."

"In addition, Miss Hong, don't give up, calm down, and believe in

Believe in yourself, you will be fine, you will be fine. "

Yi Feng wrote a reply letter into the jade slip with complicated mood.

But he didn't know what to say, so he could only comfort him like this.

Originally, he wanted to go to Jiangu to visit Piao Miaohong again, but after thinking about it carefully, it would be useless for him to go at this time other than trouble Jiangu!

Putting away the jade slips, Yi Feng let out a long sigh, turned around and rushed towards the teleportation island, also preparing to go back to the Nine Realms.

In the Sword Valley at this moment.

Tens of thousands of Sword Valley disciples sat cross-legged in the square, each with solemn expressions and silent.

Above the square, stood a woman in white.

She has bare feet, long hair fluttering, flawless face, exudes spiritual light all over her body, except for the white clothes, she has nothing else on her body, like a fairy who is not polluted by the world.

Behind her is the place where Jiangu's sword is buried.

Not only are many precious swords buried inside, but it is also the burial place of the Piao family.

Every Piao family's bloodline, the final return journey is here.

Next to her stood a middle-aged man.

But he was only middle-aged, but his hair was snow-white, his eyes were red, and he was full of sadness.

He is the current owner of Sword Valley, Piao Miaohong's uncle, and also the oldest and most experienced person in Sword Valley.

The reason why he can live until now is because he is not the direct blood of the Piao family, but only a collateral line, and the power of the curse is much weaker.

"Sacrifice the sword!"

At this time, he shouted loudly.

The long sword placed on Piao Miaohong's front plan table seemed to have a spirit, and it trembled pleasantly, as if it was also venting its unwillingness.

Piao Miao Hong reluctantly stroked it.

This is her personal thing, the life thing passed down to her by her father since she was a child.

according to

According to the rules of Sword Valley, the master is about to sit down, and his sword is also sealed up with the master, and will never see the light of day again.

"Go!"

Finally, with a wave of Piaomiao Hongyu's hand, the trembling long sword flew up into the air, fluttered in the huge square, then flew into the place where the sword was buried, and fell straight down.

"Everyone, please take care!"

Misty Red on the stage cupped her hands.

Tens of thousands of disciples stood up and saluted together, many of them had tears in their eyes.

"Uncle Zheng, take care."

Piao Miaohong turned her head and bowed to the middle-aged man next to her.

The eyes of the middle-aged man were red, seeing Piao Miaohong salute, he couldn't help but secretly wiped away his tears.

Back then, he watched Piao Miaohong's grandfather walk into the place where the sword was buried alone.

Later, he personally sent away Piao Miaohong's father and mother here.

Now, he wants to watch Piao Miaohong walk into it again.

Why is God so unfair!

I am floating home, when will I be able to break this curse!

Piao Zheng was filled with grief and indignation, filled with great unwillingness!

Everyone watched Piao Miaohong walking towards the place where the sword was buried alone.

The lone bird chirped.

Dead leaves are flying.

At the entrance, Piao Miaohong took out the jade slip hidden on her body, read the message in it, and smiled slightly.

After finishing the last worry, the jade slips were turned into powder in the end.

Turning around for the last time as a souvenir, he finally stepped into the place where the sword was buried.

The place where the sword is buried is bony.

Full of long swords.

Represents the ancestors of the Piao family who are sitting in the air.

As Piao Miaohong approached, Wan Jian Wengming seemed to be indignant at the loss of another Piao family's blood.

Piao Miaohong went straight to her sword, closed her eyes and sat cross-legged...

For a long time.

The place where the sword is buried is peaceful.

(end of this chapter)