Chapter 47 This Sword is Too Cheap
Jiang Ke keenly noticed that Ye Xingzhou saw something other than the spirit snake.
Before he asked, Ye Xingzhou took the initiative to confess.
"Brother Jiang, do you know about immortality?"
"Eternal life, a reincarnation cycle of seven days, will devour everything, including spiritual energy."
Ye Xingzhou felt a vague thread in his mind at this moment, but he couldn't make sense of it.
Driven by intuition, he hid the matter of the seal of the Endless Abyss.
Jiang Ke moved his fingertips.
Such an evil thing actually appeared in Yantian Sect.
"Don't mention the Endless Abyss to others. I will investigate."
"One more thing." Jiang Ke narrowed his eyes. "Why are you relying on the power of Shanhuai to gain fame?"
After all, it couldn't escape Jiang Ke's eyes.
"To save my life."
"If someone in the sect wants to kill me, my reputation will be high. If they want to kill me, it will easily arouse vigilance, and it will be difficult for him to escape."
The more you talk, the more you leak.
Even though Ye Xingzhou chose his words carefully, he still couldn't escape Jiang Ke's questioning.
"So, the person who blew up the school is not the same person who killed you."
If you want to kill an insignificant person, you should use insignificant methods.
The bombing of the school was clearly targeted and too high-profile.
In order to save his life, Ye Xingzhou used Shan Huai to confuse the concepts and let the man in black robe take the blame.
Jiang Ke's gaze changed slightly when he looked at Ye Xingzhou.
"Why don't you just seek protection from the Law Enforcement Hall instead of letting him take the blame?"
Ye Xingzhou clasped his hands, "I'm afraid no one will believe it."
"The premise of being afraid that no one will believe you is that you are worried about being blamed."
Jiang Ke's eyes were sharp and oppressive.
"The black-robed man has a complicated background and is a very important figure in the sect."
“…”
Ye Xingzhou became obedient.
Stop talking, brother.
All the underwear has been taken off.
You have this ability, so you are suitable to be a paparazzi and dig up information.
"Are you worried about the ability of the Law Enforcement Hall?" Jiang Ke suddenly asked.
"What?"
Ye Xingzhou raised his eyes.
Jiang Ke squatted down and looked Ye Xingzhou in the eye. This time, his eyes were gentle and firm.
"When doing business in the Law Enforcement Hall, we are never afraid of power."
"Even if the Sect Leader makes a mistake, he must be punished according to the sect's rules."
"You don't have to worry about that."
"I'll find out."
"I definitely will."
After the last sentence was spoken, Jiang Ke's voice echoed in Ye Xingzhou's ears.
It's not just a verbal promise, it's a complete sense of security.
Ye Xingzhou picked up the largest sweet potato and presented it to Jiang Ke.
"Brother Jiang, thank you."
Jiang Ke must be secretly happy that Ye Xingzhou was willing to take out the biggest and sweetest sweet potato as a thank you gift.
Facing Ye Xingzhou's bright eyes, Jiang Ke finally didn't say anything about fasting.
"Thank you very much."
Jiang Ke thanked him stiffly.
He held the sweet potato in his hand, which was warm and relieved some of the cold.
Before leaving, he looked back at the people living in the cave.
A furry felt hat wrapped around his head, but even so, his cheeks were still red from the cold.
But those eyes were bright and lively, and they contained a vitality that even the cold could not stop.
"At night, the swords in the Sword Tomb are alive."
"Got it. Thank you, Brother Jiang, for reminding me."
Jiang Ke's figure gradually faded away in the wind and snow.
Ye Xingzhou took out a protective disc and a barrier wrapped around him.
This third-level disc is estimated to last for more than a month.
It's another day to thank Meng Zhi.
Without Meng Zhi, he really wouldn't have so many protective magic weapons.
Some people have bad personalities but good character.
Ye Xingzhou usually calls this kind of people gods with hard words but soft hearts.
Meng Zhi is a boy who is tough on the outside but soft on the inside and gives away money.
If Wang Chuanya was not unable to use the jade slip, he would really want to send a spiritual message to harass Meng Zhi.
All around was the sound of falling snow.
Ye Xingzhou held his chin up and looked at the snow scene for a while, then picked up the firewood sticks left by his predecessors and began to draw pictures of little people on the wall.
The first stickman is walking in front with a sour face and a sword on his back, the second stickman is laughing and holding a talisman, and the third stickman is responsible for being cute.
Under the moonlight, the snow is as transparent as salt.
Thousands of swords attacked the protective barrier.
As time goes by, the number of attacking blades increases.
Ye Xingzhou threw away the firewood stick, yawned, and slept against the wall next to the picture of the little man.
The whole night was filled with the sound of swords piercing the barrier.
When the sky turned white, the sword stopped attacking.
Ye Xingzhou spent two days in meditation.
On the third day, Ye Xingzhou counted the number of swords in the sword tomb, a total of 10,010 long swords.
On the fourth day, Ye Xingzhou could no longer sit still.
It was too quiet around, with snow everywhere and no one talking.
Ye Xingzhou's gaze fell on the place deep in the cave where long swords were inserted.
There are many swords in the sword tomb, and 10,010 long swords are buried in the wall.
Every cultivator will visit the sword tomb when building their foundation. If they can survive the thousand-foot catastrophe, they will obtain a natal sword.
If you are lucky, you can even breed sword spirits.
Since no one spoke, he talked to the sword.
Ye Xingzhou picked up some snow and started making a snowman. After a while, he started distributing mini snowmen the size of a fist.
"One for the eldest, one for the second, one for the third, and one for the fourth."
Not only did he give out snowmen, he was also muttering something to himself.
Mini snowman, 10,010 swords, every sword is included.
After making the last snowman, Ye Xingzhou's mouth felt dry and parched, almost like it was on fire.
Ye Xingzhou walked out of the cave, picked up a handful of snow and stuffed it into his mouth to cool down.
The cold snow irritated his mouth. Ye Xingzhou came back to his senses and looked at the ray of light in the sky. He was shocked to realize that a long time had passed.
The cave was illuminated by the light of the magic stone, and he could not tell the difference between day and night.
It's almost dawn.
The sword didn't attack him that night?
Ye Xingzhou looked back in surprise.
The little snowman he placed his sword on is still there.
The swords stuck in the wall seemed to light up a little.
Who can resist a cute little snowman?
Ye Xingzhou tried to speak.
"Snowball fight?"
After the invitation was received, Ye Xingzhou shook his head, suspecting that he had a mental problem.
Who would play snowball fight with a sword?
He ran outside the cave and built two huge snowmen to pass the time.
When he turned around inadvertently, his pupils shrank and his hairs trembled instantly.
“Oh my god!!!”
A dark blue long sword with dragon pattern was only an inch away from his eyes.
After the long sword, there are thousands of long swords.
At that second, Ye Xingzhou panicked.
If this thing gets stuck on him, it will turn him into a hedgehog.
Ye Xingzhou's hand trembled, and the snowball hit one of the swords.
Then, Ye Xingzhou ran away.
Behind him, thousands of swords were piercing the snow, chasing Ye Xingzhou wildly.
From time to time, one or two mischievous swords would deliberately hit Ye Xingzhou's back with their hilts.
“That’s not fair!”
"How can I fight against ten thousand and one swords alone?"
When Ren Wangzhu appeared stealthily at Wangchuan Cliff, the sword had disappeared, and Ye Xingzhou was buried in the snow with only his head left.
“Senior Brother!”
Ren Wangzhu hurriedly dug Ye Xingzhou out.
Ye Xingzhou was in a daze, his soul almost drifting away.
This sword is so cheap!
"Junior brother, why are you here?"
"I avoided the guards and sneaked in."
Ren Wangzhu took out a food box from his storage bag, which contained three steaming dishes and a soup.
"Brother, come and eat. I asked Brother Chen for more braised pork."
"Good junior brother."
Ye Xingzhou was almost moved to tears.
Before I could cry, the tears froze in the corners of my eyes.
It’s better not to cry. The most important thing is to eat first.
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