I, beat the Eastern Swordsman at the beginning

Chapter 157 The Secret of Burial Sword Villa
"pity!"

"If the young master helps us, he will surely repay you in the future, but..."

"Hey, it's just because I treated him too badly before, otherwise he would have made a move."

Hearing Ye Feixian's words, all the practitioners shook their heads.

The hundreds of swords in the sword pool were already enough for them to share, but Ye Feixian didn't want to make a move just because of his extremely unfriendly words.

If they attacked in groups, they would be able to make the opponent submit obediently, but who can guarantee that Ye Feixian will not use tricks in secret to cause them to suffer greater losses?

Furthermore, this place is the site of the owner of the Burial Sword Villa, and the situation here can be seen at any time.

When the time comes to leave the Sword Tomb, seeing them kill such a young genius, I am afraid that no one will be able to leave the Burial Sword Villa safely.

"Everyone, give way!"

After staying in front of the sword pool for a while, Ye Feixian signaled the person in front of him to get out of the way, and then took Nan Xizhi away calmly.

He had a little smile in his eyes from beginning to end.

Although there are still most places in the Sword Tomb that have not been explored, Ye Feixian knows that there is no need for him to stay any longer.

It's just... there is Nan Xizhi beside her.

"That's right, Miss Nan!"

Seemingly remembering something, Ye Feixian turned around and said to him, "How about the two swords I just handed over to you?"

"It can be described as top grade."

"Very good!"

"I'll wait for a few more days, and when your saber completes its initial storage, let's go out."

"Young Master Ye, don't you want to meet the magical weapon that the owner is talking about?"

"Haven't we already met?"

Hearing this, Nan Xizhi was extremely puzzled.

The two of them had indeed seen many high-quality swords along the way, but it was impossible for them to be recognized as magic weapons by the owner.

Although she couldn't see Nan Xizhi's face hidden behind the tulle, Ye Feixian could guess that the other party must be puzzled.

I only heard him say at this moment: "That tomb, with the stone sword hilt, is the magic weapon that the owner said."

"That's why, for many years, no one has taken it away."

Listening to his words carefully, Nan Xizhi pondered for a moment, and then suddenly realized.

The sword mound is mainly divided into four parts - the place where Wan Jian is buried, the pool for raising swords, the forest of steles, and the tomb.

Now, except for the burial place of Wanjian, there is still part of it that has not been explored, and they have been to the other three places.

And some insiders revealed the composition of this place while chatting with their companions.

When Nan Xizhi first heard the news, she was still a little puzzled.

The magic soldier mentioned by the owner of the villa should not be buried with Wan Jian, but he has never seen it in other places.

Yangjian Pond is a very suitable place to hide, but Ye Feixian told him that he has not seen any unique magic weapon.

The only thing is the huge stone sword.

"Young master Ye's thoughts are really clear, and he thought of something that ordinary people didn't expect."

"Just a fluke."

At this time, all the practitioners surrounded the Yangjian Pond and tried their best to search for it, but they tried many times and all ended in failure.

They are already extremely regretful in their hearts.

Gradually, the practitioners here headed towards the forest of steles and tombs, and the blindfolded man suddenly smiled when he saw this scene.

"Go, the more people, the better."

"After raising the sword, it will be the day when this deity will become famous in the mainland of China..."

On the sixth day of entering the Sword Tomb, although all the practitioners have gained something, they also have a big regret in their hearts.

They took out the swords thrown into the sword pool. Although the time was extreme, the lucky ones found that their swords had improved a bit, but more people's swords had different degrees of damage. The sword in the pool made a wedding dress.

Shi Shiran came to the exit of Jianzhong, and seeing Ye Feixian and Nan Xizhi just stepped out, everyone swallowed back what they were about to say.

"Congratulations everyone, you have successfully obtained the opportunity within the Sword Tomb."

"I know that you are all very tired, so I arranged a place to rest."

"One day later, I will wait in the Feijian Hall, and please don't miss the appointment."

"The owner is very polite!"

"However...why haven't I seen the magical weapon that the owner mentioned?"

All of a sudden, all the practitioners remembered the words of the blindfolded man, and showed doubts on their faces.

The blindfolded man suddenly laughed loudly: "Although you can forge swords, you have lost your heart, so naturally you have no chance to become a magic weapon."

"It is true that I have said that those who can forge a sword that satisfies me can be seen as divine weapons, but you should ask yourself, are you pure swordsmiths?"

"My generation of monks, from the beginning of the road of cultivation, we must uphold the original heart, so that we can break through obstacles in the future and make great strides all the way."

"But what about you?"

"In order to take away that divine weapon, I just want to please my subordinates, but I don't know that I have already fallen behind, so naturally I have no chance with the divine weapon."

"That's why, over the years, no one has taken it away."

While speaking, the blindfolded man glanced at Ye Feixian, and then quickly moved away: "Of course, among the fellow practitioners who participated in this sword discussion conference, one of them was able to see the true face of the divine weapon, but... still has no chance for him."

"Okay, everyone, go to rest first, and I will wait for you all in the Feijian Hall in a day's time!"

"Thank you, owner!"

One after another, the practitioners surrounding the blindfolded man left regretfully.

A large part of their participation in the Sword Discussion Conference was for the magic weapon, but this time they still returned without success, which made them very sad.

In the room, Ye Feixian looked at the two swords in front of him, slightly lost in thought.

This sword has been cultivated in the Jianjian Pond, and its sharpness is restrained, but as soon as it gets closer, the sharp sword energy bursts out, and he was almost injured several times.

"It's impossible for Burial Sword Villa to hold the Sword Discussion Conference with such good intentions."

Suddenly, Nan Xizhi spoke from the side with a serious expression: "I have seen the corpses of those dead practitioners. Their flesh and blood dried up in a short period of time, but there is no trace on the ground."

"Master Ye, this place is very strange."

"I also discovered the anomaly, but after so many sword-discussion conferences, there has been no related bad news. Presumably it will not happen in a short time, or it will be noticed by the participants."

"They have already benefited from it. For the sake of the face of both parties, it is naturally difficult to say it clearly."

"Miss Nan, don't worry, I'll just pay more attention in the future."

"Ok!"

The two chatted occasionally, most of which were about the Burial Sword Villa, and before they knew it, a day had passed.

In the Feijian hall, a blindfolded man was at the head seat, looking at the hundreds of people in front of him, he said with a smile: "Everyone, you must have gained something satisfactory after entering the sword mound, so I won't say much about it."

"I don't know if you all have explored the mystery of their respective swords?"

After saying that, the blindfolded man looked at everyone, but no one spoke.

When meeting Ye Feixian's eyes, he suddenly smiled and said, "My little friend, let's start with you!"

(End of this chapter)