150.Chapter 150: Attacked

Jian Chen came down from the Pure Yang Sword Palace all the way and walked to the small pavilion halfway up the mountain again. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

After thinking about it, he still entered the small pavilion to rest as he came.

They all settled in this small pavilion back and forth, but their moods were very different.

When I came, I wanted to save the flowers wholeheartedly, and I was worried and had some expectations.

And at this moment, it was like a lifetime away, not only did Brahma Hanmang not get it, but he fought several times one after another.

What's more...... From the Pure Yang Sword Palace, he once again found the clues of the tragedy that year.

However, this clue is too fragmentary, and the real person who burns the soul is dead, what is the wrong thing he said in his mouth?

The fog is heavy, layer after layer.

What role did the Tang Gate, the Pure Yang Sword Palace, and even the Shaolin he was about to go to play in this tragedy?

He sat in the pavilion, feeling a headache, but this was not the time for him to think deeply.

Because, before leaving, Yuxu Zhenren gave him another hope.

One point, you can save the hope of the flower Xiangrong.

The Pure Yang Sword Palace lost the Brahma Hanmang, and Jian Chen's heart was already desperate, but Yuxu Zhenren said that there was still a place to go, maybe he could save Hua Xiangrong.

That place is, Bajian Villa.

More than 100 years ago, Liuyun Zhenren, the head of the Pure Yang Sword Palace, and Tang Tianxing, the ancestor of the Tang Sect, each got a piece of extraterrestrial meteoric iron, Tang Tianxing returned to the Tang Gate to study the Heavenly Meteor Cold Mang, but Liuyun Zhenren went to Bajian Villa.

According to what Yuxu Zhenren said, the reason why Bajian Villa agreed to cast a sword for Liuyun Zhenren at that time was because he made a request.

The requirement is that after casting Brahma Chill, no matter how much extraterrestrial meteorite iron is left, it will all belong to the Bajian Villa.

Brahma has already achieved the cold, so to speak, the real person of Liuyun must have agreed to this request.

It's ...... In the Bajian Villa, there must still be an unused extraterrestrial meteorite!

Xiao Mohe asked Jian Chen to fetch the Brahma Cold Mang, it was nothing more than that it was made of the same material as the Heavenly Falling Cold Mang, so even if what he retrieved was not Brahma Cold Mang, as long as it was the same Heavenly Meteorite, it would be okay to think about it.

"Bajian Villa, it seems that you have to go!"

He clenched his fists and muttered to himself.

On the same day in Shaoyang, when he accidentally learned that Bajian Villa would hold the Ten Thousand Swords Alliance in the Mid-Autumn Festival, because of the rumors that Bajian Villa had obtained a blood-like ancient sword, he suddenly had the idea of going to investigate.

At this moment, there is a flower to think of Rong, and it is even more necessary to go.

It's just that according to his inquiry, Bajian Villa is in the area of Yuhang, south of the Yangtze River, and it is not a short journey from Chang'an, and it will pass through Luoyang, and the Shaolin Temple is Songshan next to Luoyang.

In this way, you can first go to Shaolin to get diamonds, pass by towns along the way, and then look for people in the beggar gang to inquire about Guo Chuanzong's news, and go to Bajian Villa while inquiring, so that it is the best route.

If it happens to coincide with the Mid-Autumn Festival a month and a half after the sword, the matter of the blood sword can also be explored clearly.

After thinking about it, fortunately, the three life-saving things proposed by Xiao Mohe, the dust sand was from the beggar gang, and with his friendship with Guo Chuanzong, it was the best thing to obtain.

As long as...... Find Guo Chuanzong.

When he stopped thinking, he did not stay long, but got up and hurried.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, and a strange feeling suddenly spread from the depths of his heart.

This feeling was like being targeted by some ferocious beast, which made him feel restless on his back.

How so?

He didn't know what he knew, but even when he looked around, the wind was calm, and there was nothing out of the ordinary.

So I smiled, perhaps, my nerves have been extremely tense for the past few days, and there are already some plants and trees that are all soldiers, right?

Lift your feet and do it, and suddenly ......

There was a chill at the vest!

He was startled, and Han Mao stood up, his body moving to one side.

Take, take, take!

A light breeze swept past where he had been standing, and slammed against the pillars of the hillside pavilion with three muffled sounds.

When Jian Chen saw it, he was immediately shocked into a cold sweat, and on the pavilion pillar made of nanmu, there were three steel nails with the thickness of fingers!

It's good to hide quickly, otherwise the steel nails will enter the flesh, and it will be a big hole in the back door, but I'm afraid that it will not be good.

Immediately turned his head, looked at the place where the steel nail was shot, and shouted violently: "Who is it?"

The mountain breeze is blowing, and there is no movement but quietness.

His eyes were shining, and he swept them carefully, but he saw the mountain bushes swaying gently in the breeze, and there was no human figure in sight.

Odd......

He boured himself up and carefully guarded the movement around him, and at the same time moved half a step back under his feet, and looked sideways at the three steel nails on the pavilion pillar, hoping to see some clues from them.

But he didn't think that his head was about to come up, and suddenly he felt a faint air flow from the tail of the steel nail touching his face.

It turned out that the tail of the steel nail, which was as thick as a finger, turned out to be hollow.

This air flow was colorless and odorless, and if he hadn't been close enough to feel it on his face, he would hardly have noticed.

This is......

Somehow, a sense of familiarity suddenly rose in my heart to this colorless and odorless air current.

At the same time, the chaotic internal force in the dantian operated automatically without his control.

Looking at the direction of the run, it turned out to be towards the nostrils.

Jian Chen continued to defend his surroundings while trying his best to look inwardly at the movements of the chaotic internal force, but he saw that several streams of chaotic internal force drawn from the dantian turned into several films when they surged up to the end of his nose, and they rolled up extremely quickly.

In the film that became a mass, it was hollow, as if something was wrapped in it, but it could not be seen or felt.

Jian Chen's heart moved, and he suddenly remembered something.

In Chenzhou that day, he and An An met Guo Chuanzong for the first time, and they were asked for a small piece of gold and bought a large bag of steamed buns from the world's first steamed bun shop.

As a result, the bun had already been secretly manipulated and drugged!

After hearing this, An An said that the drug in the bun that day was for the Taiyin Separation Yuansan, which was a colorless and tasteless drug that could make the user lose his strength for a period of time.

At that time, everyone in the broken temple, including An An and Guo Chuanzong, who was not weak in martial arts, were all enlightened, only because of their chaotic internal power, but they were fine.

How similar is the performance of the chaotic internal forces of the day to the present?

Don't...... Is this drug again?

At that time, the three who were drugged and harmed people once kept saying that they had offended the Ghost Soldier Domain and had no good end.

Could it be that the people of the Ghost Soldier Domain poisoned him?

Thinking of the fact that the Soul Burning Real Man was plotted by the Ghost Soldier Domain yesterday, I'm afraid ...... It's possible!

In a flash of inspiration, I suddenly had a plan, since this is the case, it is better to ......

"Huh...... How do I ...... No, strength, gas, gone?"

Suddenly, his head tilted, his eyes slanted, and his body seemed to have no bones, and he slowly fell to the ground.

But he is planning to make plans, wanting to lure out those who are secretly attacking.

"Hahaha, pour also, pour also!"

Sure enough, he fell to the ground, and the sound of laughter was immediately heard halfway up the mountainside, which was originally empty.

Immediately afterwards, Jian Chen felt that someone had entered the small pavilion.