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Hearing that, Meng Heng didn't show any surprises, and he obviously knew the plan of the ancestors a long time ago.

"Ancestor, my disciple last time, I wonder if you are still satisfied?" Meng Heng asked cautiously.

"Not bad." The ancestor of the Spirit Sword Sect replied simply.

Meng Heng suddenly felt happy, and wanted to ask more, but he heard the ancestor wave his hand suddenly: "You can't stay outside for too long, this time I will leave everything to you!"

"Yes!" Meng Heng immediately replied.

"In addition, after your disciple breaks through to the real martial state, you can let her come down and try to get in touch with the inheritance of that ancient power!"

Hearing this, Han Yi's face suddenly became serious. His inheritance was hurriedly arranged when he was about to die. The method to open it was to sacrifice a sufficient amount of the blood of the profound master. Find a suitable body to seize the house! It's just that now that I have achieved my goal in advance, the inheritance is naturally useless. This was originally not a big deal, but now listening to the dialogue between Meng Heng and that other person, it seems that my soul has been away for too long, and the original arrangement has gradually become unstable!

"The reduction in blood beasts means that my strength was normally disintegrated!" Han Yi secretly said in his heart, it doesn't matter to lose some strength, as long as he has time, he can cultivate again, but the bones of his previous life can't be lost! Of course, based on the spirit of the sword sect, it is impossible to pose a threat to him anyway. What he is worried about is that certain huge forces will be attracted by the power that he breaks out, such as: the ten major sects of the East!

"Send old ancestors respectfully!" At this time, Meng Heng's voice sounded again.

Han Yi frowned, knowing that he would not leave anymore, he was going to face Meng Heng, who was coming out soon, and after thinking about it for a while, he quietly retreated...

After a while, Han Yi came to the sword hall. Before he saw Gu Jiannan, several seniors who seemed to know him well came to say hello.

"Brother 6! It's great that you are fine!"

"Why do you come back alone? Where's Junior Sister Miao?"

"Sixth Junior Brother, you were too careless this time..."

Han Yi suddenly coughed, his 6-yang identity is simply fake! If you talk too much, you will definitely show your feet, so you simply pretend that you have not healed from a serious injury and do not answer any questions!

"I want to see Master!" Han Yi said hoarsely, secretly performing the exercises again, and vomiting blood!

Several senior brothers were taken aback for a moment, and after reacting, one of them immediately said: "Sixth junior brother, why are you so badly injured?"

While talking, this person supported Han Yi, and at the same time said to the other people: "I will take 6 Junior Brothers to see Master, and Brother Zhai will come back later, don't forget Master's instructions!"

"Senior Brother Zhao, don't worry!" the others responded immediately.

Among the four halls of the Spirit Sword Sect, the lecture hall has the largest number of people, followed by the sword hall, and the disciples of the sword hall generally have a cultivation level above the middle stage of the Tuoyuan realm, which belongs to the core of the entire sect. Han Yi has been to the other three halls, but the sword hall is This is the first time I have come. Compared with the other three halls, the sword hall is the earliest building of the Spirit Sword Sect except for the magic sword pavilion, so the style is slightly outdated, but the many decorations in the hall are the best of the four halls!

There are four floors in the sword hall. The stairs on the first floor are drawn with two schematic diagrams. They are the layout of the training room on the first and second floors. Obviously they are for newcomers who have just entered the sword hall. When Han Yi followed the senior brother Zhao upstairs , Secretly glanced with the corner of his eye, and quickly wrote down all of it.

"Master also just came back, and now he is adjusting his breath in the sword room of the sword hall. It is strange to say that as soon as he came back, Master asked me to call all the disciples in the hall to see him, but he did not let me announce that he had returned. ..." As we walked, Senior Brother Zhao suddenly sighed. This is very contradictory. If Senior Brother Zhai Xiang is allowed to do it, it won't be too much trouble. The other party can summon all the swordsman disciples in his own name. , But now that Zhai Xiang is not in the clan, and he doesn't have the prestige of the other party, this is really difficult!

Han Yi didn’t change his voice, he knew exactly what was going on, but he wouldn’t tell the other party the truth. He just found a reason to explain Gu Jiannan: “It’s probably because the master thinks that the clan has been mixed with the devil’s work, and he’s not sure who it is. , And I don’t want to be stunned, so I asked the seniors to call everyone, so that it is convenient to investigate one by one, right?"

"It's possible, it's just... it just always feels a bit wrong! Master's expression when speaking... is a bit weird!" Senior Brother Zhao frowned and said again.

"Oh! The remnants of the devil's path are full of tricks. It seems that Master was also injured this time! Master should have suppressed the injury forcibly, and didn't want us to see the worry, so the seniors think that Master is weird..." Han Yi Hu edited Randomly made responses, regardless of whether the other party believes it or not, anyway, as long as the other party does not leak the news in a short time, that is enough!

Senior Brother Zhao was speechless for a while. Seeing that he couldn't talk to the other party, he didn't say much. After a while, the two finally came to the door of the listening sword room.

"Master! Junior Brother 6 wants to see you!" Senior Brother Zhao told respectfully.

"Let him in!" Gu Jiannan's voice came immediately.

"Yes!" Senior Brother Zhao answered immediately, then looked at Han Yi, "Sixth Junior Brother, go in."

Han Yi nodded, then opened the door and walked into the Tingjian room.

As soon as he entered, Han Yi immediately closed the door with his backhand, and said directly: "How many disciples of the sword hall have gathered?"

"Seven." Gu Jiannan replied dumbly.

"Why are there so few?" Han Yi couldn't help frowning.

"The others were all taken by my big apprentice to Sanyang City to seal the city." Gu Jiannan then replied, still without any emotion in his voice.

Hearing this ~www.wuxiaspot.com~Han Yi immediately suddenly felt that he had been to the Demon Dao stronghold in Sanyang City not long ago. During the period, he did notice the aura of a lot of Spirit Sword Sect disciples, but he didn't care much at the time. Come, I am afraid that as soon as Gu Jiannan disappeared, the big disciple Zhai Xiang under his seat was wrong. After searching to no avail, he had to surround Sanyang City, the only place where clues could be found!

"If this is the case, then you can no longer act according to the previous plan!" Han Yi said suddenly. He wanted to refine his blood finger and needed a hundred Tuoyuan realm profound masters as a sacrifice. You can just make up half of it! But now the situation has changed, and Gu Jiannan's return will not last long. Although the other party has already given a seal to the disciples in the hall, there is no impermeable wall in the world. Just now, Senior Brother Zhao is someone who can't control his mouth! Once the other elders are informed, they will definitely come to ask about the situation, and the strangeness of Shigu Jiannan will soon alert the other elders!

"You will announce that it will be closed for healing soon, and no one will be seen. The affairs of the hall will be handled by your big disciple! And I... will be going to a place tomorrow!" Remembering the conversation between Meng Heng and the mysterious man not long ago, Han Yi said suddenly.

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