Douluo: After being read his mind, he became the favorite of the Wuhun Palace.

There are more than 1.88 million swords and thousands of stone chambers. Who knows where the sword is.

Ye Lan briefly described the characteristics of the sword to Chen Xin and asked him to pay attention to it.

"If my guesses are correct, the most special sword should be pulled out by you. When that sword is pulled out, the other 1.88 million swords will also disappear."

The first person to be introduced to this sword burial place was Chen Xin, and Ye Lan just walked in by accident.

"By me? Where is this place?"

Hearing what Ye Lan said, Chen Xin's doubts deepened, but Ye Lan only asked him to find the sword as soon as possible. If he found the sword, everything would be confirmed.

*

"The world of gods is about to change."

In the Temple of Food, the imprisoned god once again felt the familiar atmosphere from the lower world, murmuring with a smile on his lips.

"You're talking nonsense again."

The sound came from the corner. It turned out that there was another figure in the temple, wearing luxurious and exquisite colorful clothes, but sitting with his back to the God of Cookery.

"Nonsense, just think I'm talking nonsense..."

The God of Cookery doesn't care, as long as he knows it in his heart.

"Why can't you just obey? It's already been decided. It's just a favor for God Shura. It's such a simple thing, and you won't be imprisoned."

"Submit? Why can't he just follow me? Who says it's already doomed? I don't think so. Besides, we shouldn't interfere too much in the lower realms. It was him who crossed the line."

The God of Cookery refused to look at the Nine-Colored Goddess, and stubbornly refused to agree to those outrageous requests.

"As colleagues, you should help and support each other. Isn't it normal for your heirs to help each other? I just can't figure out why you don't want to! Does this have any impact on you?"

The Nine-Colored Goddess was also angry. She walked up to the God of Cookery and tried to persuade him, but the God of Cookery refused to see her.

"The inheritor is the inheritor, I am me."

The God of Cookery said this and stopped responding.

The Nine-Colored Goddess couldn't help it and left angrily, unable to understand anything.

It's just asking the God of Cookery to give an order to his successor to assist the successors of Poseidon and Shura God. It's actually so difficult.

But thinking about God Shura's order, Jiucai Goddess thought of coming on her own.

"They are all second-level gods. It should be fine if I choose an inheritor to help that one."

"But who should I choose?"

Picky eyes fell from the clouds, selecting talented soul masters one by one.

Nine Colors Goddess originally had a candidate before, but was inadvertently taken over first. Now it is more difficult to find a satisfactory successor.

Because this goddess is picky, the successor she wants to choose must be a woman, have good talent, have a beautiful martial spirit and herself, and cannot be too old...

A bunch of requirements, picky and picky, everyone can be found inappropriate by her. In the end, she decided to just find someone to deal with it. Anyway, if the inheritor fails, it won't have much impact on her. If she succeeds, everyone will be happy.

After doing everything, the Nine-Colored Goddess was finally satisfied.

But it seems that she is the only one who is satisfied.

*

The space in the place where the sword is buried is chaotic, and Yelan and the others cannot guarantee that they will not pass through repeated places. Even if you keep walking forward, there may be a place in front of you where you left yesterday.

"It's like we're trying our luck now, but it doesn't seem to be that good."

Ye Lan had just finished pulling out the last sword in the stone chamber. He was resting with the sword supported on the ground and talking to Chen Xin.

"How about we try again together and see if we can split this place apart." Tiantian drew his sword, which was so boring that Chen Xin became irritable.

Yes, the two of them finally met, and they drew their swords together in a stone room.

"I think we can all find a job when we get out. Pulling carrots won't be easier than this."

After making a joke, Ye Lan got down to business. He shook his head and refused to agree to Chen Xin, but said frankly that he couldn't do it.

"No need to try, it can't be done."

"There is more than one way out. You will definitely find a way out."

"Why don't you close your eyes first and go according to your feelings."

Ye Lan made a suggestion, but she just said it casually, and Chen Xin believed it, and did as Ye Lan said.

And this method actually works.

Not long after following Chen Xin, Ye Lan saw the familiar sword.

It was the sword of the Sword God that she had seen on the underwater mural, but she didn't expect it to be here.

Chen Xin was chosen by the Sword God.

"Grandpa Jian, here you are, take that sword out and pull it out!"

Ye Lan asked Chen Xin to open his eyes and pointed at the sword that felt different at first glance.

That sword was blood red, and when it appeared, the other swords seemed to have disappeared.

When Chen Xin reached out to pull out the sword, the sword suddenly disappeared with a swish, and reappeared at Ye Lan's feet, seeming to tempt Ye Lan to pull it out.

Ye Lan would not pull it out. With limited resources, she would not snatch Chen Xin's opportunity. Instead, when she was trying to trap the sword, Chen Xin came over.

This time I finally touched the hilt of the sword.

But as soon as he grasped the hilt of the sword, the blood sword began to resist the plot, as if trying to escape from Chen Xin's hand.

Yelan, who has become an outsider at this time, can be clearly seen.

The blood sword was not moving, but Chen Xin himself was moving. He was affected by the place where the sword was buried.

But Chen Xin's hand was always on the hilt of the sword, bringing the sword back to the light little by little, without flinching, until he pulled it out completely.

After the blood sword was pulled out, it was just as Ye Lan thought.

All the 188 million swords in the place where the swords were buried flew out in an instant and disappeared, leaving only the sword in Chen Xin's hand.

And Chen Xin also knew some of the reasons.

"Sword God? I can actually be favored by gods?"

Chen Xin's words were filled with excitement. The last time he was so excited was the last time.

"Is this true or false?"

Although he was happy, he was also a little unsure. It didn't seem like such a good thing would be his turn.

"of course it's true."

Ye Lan smiled and said, "Actually, I knew it not long after I came in, but I was noticed by the Sword God, and the Sword God set a small hurdle for you, which is to find his former sword. But it seems that he didn't directly Said, but took a detour."

"You like me, what about you?"

"I just walked in by mistake. The space where the sword is buried is unstable, so I accidentally pulled me in. And if you pull out the sword, this place will be completely broken in a moment. .”

Ye Lan thought she had accidentally come in to be a witness, but when she looked at the gap at her feet, she realized that she seemed to have come here for a reason.