Han's ancestral hall, the gray world behind the bead curtain.

Han Sigu said: "The curse ghost steals the breath of my sword intent, making the blood river sword unable to identify its serious master. What you have to do is to find the blood river and convince it to believe that I am its true owner."

"Senior Brother Han, but don't know where the treasure house of the Han Family Villa is?" Tang Nanzhai frowned slightly, and said, "We have only been to the study room and the ancestral hall, but we have not set foot in other places. If it is because the search for the treasure house has delayed the work of the senior brother..."

Han Sigu gently said: "The treasure house is at the bottom of the lotus pond and will only open at night. My life flying sword is now guarding the treasure house. After you go, when the treasure house is opened, you will naturally see it."

"Since the brother knows, why don't you go by yourself?" Tang Nanzhai's heart beat, instinctively tentatively asked.

"I naturally have my reasons." Han Sigu said, "In short, this matter is not difficult for you. You are alone. Go and return quickly. Other people stay here. I will help you shelter them."

Tang Nanzhai instinctively refused: "Senior Brother Han accepted it with kindness, but our brothers and sisters have always acted together..."

"My destiny flying sword is spoiled by me, and my temperament is quite shameless." Han Sigu said after hearing the words, "The monk in the ordinary training period is full of ants in his eyes. It does not communicate with ants. Yes. If you, the younger brother and younger sister, go with you, it’s just going to die."

"When you get to the place, remember to be more careful. Only after catching its three swords will you have a chance to talk to it."

"Otherwise, it will only treat you as a **** food delivered to the door, understand?"

Tang Nanzhai sighed inwardly, clasped his fist and said, "Yes!"

He glanced over Lin Long and the others, and urged in a deep voice, "You stay here and serve Brother Han well. I will come as soon as I go."

Before he finished his words, Han Sigu raised his hand slightly, and dozens of blood-colored silk threads suddenly rolled onto his body, quickly entangled Tang Nanzhai.

This thread was extremely cold, but it did not affect his activities in the slightest.

Tang Nanzhai was jealous, but he did not dare to move too much. Chaohan Sigu gave a salute, and immediately felt dizzy in his head. When he came over, he was already standing in front of the bead curtain.

He looked back at the curtain of his eyes with fear, not daring to wait any longer, and hurried down the mountain.

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After leaving the back mountain, Pei Ling immediately swung the knife towards the blood-colored silk thread, but the blade passed through the silk thread without hindrance, as if these silk threads did not exist in front of the blade-weary blade.

He urged the cold marrow fire to burn again, but still couldn't touch these silk threads.

Pei Ling's heart sinks slightly. He doesn't trust Han Sigu at all, not to mention that Shengzong’s fellowship is a joke. If the blood river sword is found for the other party, how can the other party’s heaven and Dao Ji be 10% first. We met for the second time, or the cheap juniors who came to seek the treasure house of the Han family to share the way of building the foundation of heaven?

It's strange to kill him and Lu Luqian without backhanding.

And according to Han Sigu, the reason why the Blood River Sword is not by his side is that it is not clear who is the master of him and the curse ghost.

That being the case, who knows if the one he met was Han Sigu's deity, or cursed a ghost?

Although he didn't know exactly what the curse was, he just looked at the name and knew it wouldn't be a good kind.

The current strategy to break the game is not to find the flying sword for Han Sigu, but to find a way to improve his strength!

"Han's treasure house..." Pei Ling said in his heart, "You must enter the treasure house first!"

He couldn't help speeding up his escape.

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Leaving Hechi, Dong Caiwei didn't know where to find Han Sigu for a while.

"Six eyes, the main hall and the martial arts field have been visited." She bit her lip, thinking quickly, "There is no study...there are only the ancestral hall and the ancient well."

If neither of these two places existed, then one would have to find a needle in a haystack in the huge manor.

Just based on previous speculations, Zhang Shuozhe was in the ancestral hall, and Guan Xuerui's team was planted in the ancient well. Both of these places were obviously extremely dangerous, and even the cultivators of the 9th level of Qi could hardly protect themselves.

She only has eight levels of qi training. Wouldn't she go to death?

But thinking that Jiao Pu and Lu Fujiang were still waiting for their lives in the sword formation, Dong Caiwei gritted her teeth and headed towards the ancestral hall.

Just arrived at the foot of the mountain, but ran into Tang Nanzhai head-on.

"Brother Tang?" Dong Caiwei was startled. After Jiao Pu's reminder, she subconsciously looked at the empty behind Tang Nanzhai, and said in surprise, "You... just came out of the ancestral hall?"

Could Tang Nanzhai's team also be wiped out in the ancestral hall, right?

If this is the case, even if she is not afraid of death, wouldn't it be a gift if she went?

Wait, she just wanted to find Han Sigu, but she didn't have to pick the ancestral hall.

Thinking of this, Dong Caiwei was about to speak, and Tang Nanzhai frowned and said, "What about Jiao Pu and the others? Why are you the only one?"

"Brother Jiao and Senior Brother Lu encountered something, so let me go to the ancestral hall to inquire about one or two." Dong Caiwei said, "Dare to ask Senior Brother Tang, did you see Senior Brother Han Sigu Han in the ancestral hall?"

Um?

Tang Nanzhai suddenly narrowed his eyes and said bluntly: "Have you met a curse ghost?"

"It's not a curse!" Dong Caiwei breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this. It seemed that Tang Nanzhai had really gained something in the ancestral hall, but this omitted her own efforts. She quickly said, "We met Brother Han Sigu's flying sword."

"Flying sword? Is it the blood river sword?" Tang Nanzhai turned his mind and said in a deep voice, "I am going to look for it on the order of Brother Han Sigu, but I don't know where it is now? Take me. See it!"

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On the mountain trail, Peiling performed the blood ghost escape method, and the whole person turned into a **** light. After a short while, he passed through the distance and landed on the lotus pond.

At this time, the surface of the pool was calm, but a blood sword hung high in the air, absorbing the moonlight to its fullest, with a fierce aura, even if it looked far away, there was a tingling sensation in the eyes.

Pei Ling quickly turned away from his sight, not daring to look, he secretly thought that this should be Han Sigu's natal flying sword, and then he saluted: "Under Zheng Jingshan, on the order of Senior Brother Han Sigu..."

Swipe it!

Before the words fell, the half-air blood sword moved, and three sword auras were born out of thin air, wrapped in the sky full of blood, slashed to Pei Ling fiercely!

Pei Ling couldn't help being shocked, the blood ghost escape method was brought forward, flashing through the gap between the sword air between the electric light and flint, avoiding the first sword air; at the same time, the blood evil sword method was used to its limit. , I tried my best to open the second sword aura. The moment the sword aura connected to the blade, the Knife was released almost instantaneously. A sharp pain came from the tiger’s mouth, and there was liquid flowing out instantly, soaking the hilt of the Knife's knife. .

But he couldn't take care of this. He looked at the third sword aura coming toward his face. Although he tried his best to dodge, he still watched the opponent pass through his ribs, bringing out a bloodstain that was deeply visible on the bones.

Even the finest bones that had already begun to change into jade were wiped out.

Pei Ling was forced by the remaining strength of the sword energy, staggered two and a half steps to kneel on the ground, ignoring the cracking of the tiger's mouth, tired of the knife, and was waiting for his life. However, the blood sword did not continue to attack, but said loudly: "Go on. "

He was stunned. At this moment, there were two figures in front of one another not far away. A few ups and downs came to the poolside. It was Tang Nanzhai and Dong Caiwei!