Chapter 965： Buried Sword

But what they didn't expect was that their ancestors laughed after hearing such an urgent matter.

"Ancestor, what are you laughing at?"

Qin Zhiyu looked anxious, and even said a little reproachfully: "We are in deep danger. In order to keep us alive, eldest brother took the risk himself. Not only are you not in a hurry, why are you still smiling here?"

No wonder Qin Zhiyu was so anxious at the moment.

In the quadrangle box, they almost took time to pass.

In addition, at this moment, Qin Lan helped them unlock the seal, so in their opinion, Qin Nan has a high probability of bad luck.

"Ha ha ha ha."

Seeing Qin Zhiyu's appearance, Qin Lan laughed even louder, and then said, "Don't worry about your eldest brother, your eldest brother is well."

"what?"

Qin Zhiyu shouted with surprise: "The ancestors are serious, is the big brother really okay?"

"It's more than nothing, that kid is about to become a saint." Speaking of this, Qin Lan's voice was still a little sour, "and he is a saint with a vision of heaven and earth stronger than me."

"What, saint?"

"Ancestor, are you right?"

Qin Zhiyu's crowd showed disbelief, and they couldn't figure it out. Qin Nan was not only fine, how could he even become a saint.

"Because the young man surnamed Yi you met is none other than the benefactor of our Qin family, and the senior who led our Qin family to glory!" Qin Lan solemnly explained.

"what?"

This explosive news fell, like a thunderbolt bursting in everyone's mind.

in mind.

The young man in white who came leisurely on a snail also appeared involuntarily.

"He...he is that senior?!"

Qin Zhiyu's pretty face was sluggish, and he never imagined that Yi Feng was actually the senior they were looking for.

After that, Qin Lan explained what happened next, and everyone understood why Qin Nan could become a saint.

"Fishing."

At this time, Qin Lan's pupils shrank slightly, and suddenly asked Qin Zhiyu, "Do you blame your elder brother?"

"You have to know that if your eldest brother didn't seal you into the square box, it might be you who broke through the saint now!"

"The ancestor was joking."

Qin Zhiyu hurriedly said respectfully: "Big brother sealed us into the square box for the safety of our lives, and he didn't know the identity of the senior at the time when he sealed it, so how could I blame big brother?"

"My eldest brother is safe and sound, and he can still become a saint. He deserves it. I will only be happy for my eldest brother."

"It's really a good child of my Qin family."

Hearing Qin Zhiyu's words, Qin Lan looked relieved, patted Qin Zhiyu's head kindly, and said softly, "Don't worry, after your elder brother becomes a saint, all the extra resources he has created will be transferred to you. On the body, the family will spare no effort to cultivate you, and strive for the opportunity for you to catch up with your elder brother in the future."

"Thank you old man."

Qin Zhiyu quickly knelt down and thanked him.

"Good boy, get up quickly, you have worked hard this time." After Qin Lan lifted Qin Zhiyu up, he turned his eyes to the crowd and said loudly, "Everyone, reward them heavily. For the other people who died, the point is Compensation, regardless of whether they are direct descendants of my Qin family, their descendants will be sheltered by my Qin family for generations!"

"Thank you old man."

Everyone knelt down.

…

While the Qin family was immersed in joy, Yi Feng, who was depressed, was about to rush towards Jiangu.

at this time.

The jade slip, which had been silent for a long time, suddenly flickered with light.

The palm waved, and the message entered the brain.

It came from Misty Red.

"Hello sir."

"I don't know if you are still going well in Sky Poison Island. The matter of the saints in the Nine Realms has already taken a new course. Recently, the Nine Realms have frequently seen visions of heaven and earth, accompanied by the appearance of various robbery clouds. If there is no accident, the saints have awakened. At the same time, according to our According to the information obtained, the saint should be a woman named Bai Huang, she is a person from the Nine Realms, and she should be in the current Nine Realms Alliance."

"It would be best if Mr. Tian went well on Sky Poison Island. If it doesn't go well, Mr. can go directly to the Nine Realms."

"In addition, the curse on my body has reached the last minute. After sending this message to Mr., I will enter the sword-burying place in the Sword Valley and wait to sit down, so the gentleman does not have to come to the Sword Valley to find me."

"If Mister in the future succeeds in the divine arts, Hong'er will be grateful if he can help Jian Gu for Hong'er's sake."

"Hong'er is here to wish Mr. success a victory."

"Farewell, sir."

After reading the message in the jade slip, Yi Feng's mood was a little complicated.

Very emotional.

People who want to die can't die, and people who shouldn't die are cursed. It's fate!

Along the way, although he Yi Feng did not die, he had to admit that Misty Hong really helped him a lot.

At least let him not have to turn around like a headless fly.

"Miss Hong's friendship, Yi Feng, is thinking, no matter what, if there is anything in Jiangu, I, Yi Feng, will not stand idly by."

"Also, Miss Hong, don't give up, calm down and believe in yourself. You'll be fine, you'll be fine."

Yi Feng was in a complicated mood and injected a reply into the jade slip.

But he didn't know what to say, so he could only comfort him.

Originally, I wanted to go to Jiangu to visit Piaomiaohong again, but I just thought about it carefully. There is no use for him to go to Jiangu at this time, except to trouble Jiangu!

Putting away the jade slip, Yi Feng sighed and turned around to head towards the teleportation island, also preparing to go back to the Nine Realms.

In the Valley of Swords at this moment.

Tens of thousands of Sword Valley disciples sat cross-legged in the square, each with a solemn expression and silent.

Above the square, a woman in white stood.

She has bare feet, long hair fluttering, her face flawless, and her whole body exudes aura. Except for the white coat, she has nothing else on her body, like an angel who is not polluted by the world.

Behind her is the place where the sword is buried in the Sword Valley.

There are not only many treasured swords buried in it, but also the burial place of the Piao family.

Every Piao family bloodline, the final return is here.

Next to her, a middle-aged man stood.

But he was only middle-aged, but his hair was snow-white, his eyes were red, and he was full of sadness.

He is the current Sword Valley owner, Misty Red's uncle, and the oldest and oldest person in the Sword Valley today.

The reason why he can live to this day is only because he is not the direct line of the Piao family, but only a collateral line, and the power of the curse is much weaker.

"Sacrificial sword!"

At this time, he shouted loudly.

The long sword placed on the plan table in front of Misty Red seems to have a spirit, emitting a pleasant trembling, and it seems to be venting its unwillingness.

Misty Red caressed it reluctantly.

This is her personal thing, the thing that her father passed down to her since she was a child.

According to the rules of the sword valley, the master is about to sit down, and his sword is also sealed with the master, and he will never see the sun again.

"Go!"

Finally, with a wave of Misty Ruby Jade's hand, the trembling long sword flew into the sky, flying in the huge square, then flew into the place where the sword was buried, and fell straight down.

"Everyone, please take care!"

Misty Red on the stage handed over.

Tens of thousands of disciples in the audience stood up and saluted, and many people had tears in their eyes.

"Uncle Zheng, take care."

Misty Hong tilted her head and bowed to the middle-aged man next to her.

The middle-aged man's eyes were red, and when he saw Misty Red saluting, he couldn't help but secretly wipe his tears.

Back then, he watched Misty Red's grandfather walk alone into the place where the sword was buried.

Later, he personally sent away Misty Hong's father and mother here.

Now, he wants to helplessly watch Misty Red walk into it.

Why is God so unfair!

I float home, when will this curse be broken!

Piao Zheng's heart was filled with grief and anger, and he was filled with great unwillingness!

Everyone watched helplessly as Misty Red walked alone towards the place where the sword was buried.

Solitary bird chirping.

Withered leaves flying.

At the entrance, Piao Miaohong took out the jade slip hidden on her body, read the message in it, and smiled.

After the last thought, the jade slip also turned into powder.

When I turned around and took a last look, I finally stepped into the place where the sword was buried.

The place where the sword is buried is withered bones.

Full of long swords.

Represents the ancestors of the floating family who are sitting down.

As Piao Miaohong approached, Wan Jian Weng Ming seemed to be in grief and anger at the fall of another Piao family bloodline.

Misty Hong went straight to his sword, closed his eyes and sat down...

For a long time.

The place where the sword is buried will return to peace.