"Xiao Guo, you are guarding here, I'll take An An in to have a look. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

In Wu Yuandao's residence, the secret passage leading to the burial sword pool had been opened by Jian Chen, looking at the dark entrance of the cave, Jian Chen took a deep breath and instructed Guo Chuanzong.

"Good!"

Guo Chuanzong responded, hesitated for a moment, and finally couldn't help but say, "Sixth brother, you ...... You ......"

"Seven days. ”

Jian Chen raised his hand and shook it, and a flash of fire was thrown into the cave with a unique hidden weapon technique, lighting up the candlestick on the cave wall one by one, interrupting Guo Chuanzong and saying indifferently:

"After seven days, if we do not come out, you will come in...... Collect the body. ”

Speaking calmly, his body shook, holding An An, and moving the Qiankun body method, meditating in his mind about the figure of Wu Yuan Daoist when he entered the dark path that day, and disappeared into the hole step by step with great precision.

Only Guo Chuanzong stretched out his hand in a daze, and grabbed the palm of his hand slightly at the entrance of the cave where the figure was fading away, but only grabbed a handful of air.

“...... You must come back alive!"

He pursed his lips, but tears slowly slipped from his eyes, and there was no longer Jian Chen's figure in the cave, but he still looked straight ahead, lest after this glance, it would be a farewell!

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According to the pace in his memory, Jian Chen's figure moved forward extremely quickly, and after a short time, his feet turned, and all directions suddenly emptied, and the hall in front of the burial sword pool was in front of him.

Suddenly, it seemed that everything was like yesterday, Wu Yuan Daoren was holding his hands behind his back, standing indifferently on the heavy wall of the hall with the three words of the Burial Sword Pool inscribed, waiting for him quietly.

Shaking his head violently, he suppressed the distracting thoughts in his heart, carefully leaned An An against the corner of the wall on the other side, and reached out to grope on the wall where Wu Yuandao opened the mechanism that day.

After a while, a slightly convex touch came from the palm of his hand, and without hesitation, he pressed it down with one palm.

Click-click-!

The three characters of the burial sword pool, with the sword word as the center, suddenly split to both sides, and the milky white light was transmitted through, shining on his gloomy face, and also shining on An An's sleepy and peaceful pretty face.

Jian Chen stood silently for a while, turned around and picked up An An, and resolutely entered the burial sword pool with this milky white light.

Just as he had when he first arrived, the Burial Sword Pool was still densely packed with countless true silver swords scattered everywhere.

Coming here twice, the difference in mood is not billions, he didn't feel too much, his eyes turned, and he looked at the huge copper furnace in the middle of the burial sword pool.

The dark green copper furnace is covered with a thick layer of patina, and at the foot of one of the furnaces, there is also a fist print with a deep inch.

Although he had been here twice, this was the first time that Jian Chen had carefully looked at the copper furnace standing quietly in the pool.

He stretched out his hand and tried to touch the familiar fist print, but before he could touch the foot of the furnace, his arm suddenly shrank back.

The palm of his hand was spread out, and two red and swollen blisters had already appeared in the palm of his hand, and he was really surprised that this seemingly silent and cold copper furnace had such a high temperature.

And after the surprise, the problem also followed.

The temperature on the foot of the furnace is already like this, so how will the heat and heat be in the copper furnace?

At such a temperature, even if I touched it, I had two blisters, and An An, who was unconscious, could be safe and sound in the copper furnace?

His brows furrowed, he turned around and kicked away the various true silver swords scattered around, and put An An on the ground again, only then did his eyes flash, and he lifted a breath of true qi and leaned up.

An Botian once said that fire, and the only thing that can have fire in this burial sword pond is this copper furnace.

Therefore, he wanted to see first, if the high temperature of this copper furnace is like this, then what kind of flame is hidden in the copper furnace!

In the dark, Jian Chen's position was the same as where Wu Yuandao stood that day, and the light body kung fu that the two of them used to jump on the top of the copper furnace was also a move to level the ground, if Jian Chen learned of such a coincidence, he didn't know what to sigh in his heart.

Rising from the ground lightly, in just a moment's effort, Jian Chen's height had exceeded the highest point of the copper furnace, and his eyes probed down, and he was about to find a wide furnace to settle down, but the scene that fell into his eyes made his complexion suddenly change drastically!

The downward trend of his body changed suddenly, his right foot slammed a little against the instep of his left foot, and with this force, he stopped the momentum of his fall, and his body somersaulted out of thin air, and when he fell again, he had already slammed his feet and fell back to the ground.

From jumping to falling, there was a sudden surprise in the middle, but Jian Chen's movements were still smooth, but after falling back to the ground, the surprise on his face not only did not subside, but became more and more intense.

Copper furnace ...... Someone!

This is the reason why what he saw at a glance just now immediately changed the trajectory of his body!

What surprised him even more was that this man seemed to be floating in the air, and he actually meditated in the air at the level of the mouth of the huge copper furnace, and ...... This person's figure is so familiar!

Jian Chen's figure was horizontal, blocking in front of An An, concentrating on guard, raising his head and staring at the top of the copper furnace, guarding against a possible surprise attack.

However, he waited for a moment, but there was no movement above the copper furnace.

I couldn't help but feel strange, although his movements just now were light, but there was no deliberate concealment, from vertical to falling, and even when he opened the mechanism and stepped into the burial sword pool, this series of actions, if there was a martial arts master who was not weak in cultivation, he would have heard the movement long ago.

Why is the man in the furnace indifferent?

Also, this figure......

He frowned, and waited a few more moments, until he was sure that there would be no more movement above the copper furnace, and then he took a step forward.

In order to confirm what he thought, he lifted his breath again and lightened his body, jumped up, and jumped above the copper furnace.

This time, he was prepared, and he changed his direction, and his body was at the same level as the copper furnace, and the person inside fell into his eyes.

Just as the man's face was facing where Jian Chen had jumped, he was shocked to find that the person in the furnace was actually ......

Yin Xiukong!

Guo Chuanzong rummaged through the entire Baiyue Peak and came to the conclusion that the sword mound had long been uninhabited, but he didn't want to, in this forbidden place of the sword mound, in the burial sword pond where only the head of the house could come, Yin Xiukong was actually sitting quietly in the copper furnace!

Jumping up this time, he not only recognized that person was Yin Xiukong, but also understood the secret of why he was sitting on top of the copper furnace in the void.

Falling back to the ground, Jian Chen looked up, and what he looked at was not the copper furnace, but the mouth of the furnace was directly opposite, and the night pearl densely inlaid on the high ceiling of the burial sword pond.

These night pearls are priceless, but they were placed here by Master Ou Yanye, the ancestor of the sword mound, and used them for lighting in a wasteful way.

And it was the light projected by these night pearls that made Jian Chen ignore the extremely thin silk threads hanging down from the top of the cave on the copper furnace, revealing the same milky white brilliance!