"Fortunately, I didn't let you down."
Fang Qiu stepped down the rainbow stairs and came to Wei Jian's side, saying with a smile.
"You, you really defeated the twelve sword messengers?"
Wei Jian stared at John Doe as if he was looking at a monster. He still couldn't believe that John Doe could defeat the twelve sword messengers.
You should know.
Every Sword Envoy was an extremely powerful existence.
Just one of them could cause a stir in the martial arts world, let alone all twelve of them.
If it was said that John Doe could defeat one, two, or even three or four sword envoys, Wei Jian could believe it. But to defeat twelve sword envoys, that was just too unbelievable.
How could John Doe defeat twelve super masters at the peak of One-flower Realm?
But.
That was the truth.
John Doe had won and walked out of the Dragon Gate!
"It's not a defeat."
In the face of Wei Jian's shocked inquiry, Fang Qiu shrugged his shoulders indifferently and said, "It's just that they didn't want me to fight with them in the middle of the fight."
"They didn't want to fight?"
Hearing this, Wei Jian was a little relieved.
He knew in his heart.
It seemed that John Doe didn't defeat the twelve sword messengers head-on.
This point.
It calmed him down a little.
Wei Jian didn't continue to ask. He was afraid that he couldn't accept it.
After all.
He was also a member of the Sword Pavilion!
"Let's go."
Fang Qiu said with a smile.
"Oh."
Wei Jian recovered from the shock and hurriedly responded. He pointed to the large pavilion built against the mountain and said, "Please."
Fang Qiu didn't hesitate and stepped forward.
Wei Jian followed by his side as they walked toward the pavilion.
In the distance.
"He is John Doe?"
"He actually came out of Dragon Gate?"
"It seems that it should be true. The twelve sword messengers are all in the Trial Tower."
"Do you think the twelve sword messengers guard the nine-story tower or one story together?"
"They should guard the nine-story tower separately, right? Otherwise, with the strength of the twelve sword messengers, how could John Doe pass the Trial Tower? "
"That should be the case. Rumor has it that John Doe's strength is very strong. He could pass through the nine levels of the Trial Tower and come out from the Dragon Gate, which means that his strength should be stronger than the Sword Envoys. However, if the twelve Sword Envoys were to guard the same level, it would be impossible for him to pass!"
"But the battle just now seemed to have happened on the eighth floor. There's no aura of a battle on the other floors, and there's not even the slightest bit of energy aura spreading out."
"Could it be …"
A group of Sword Firmament Pavilion's disciples gathered together. As they chatted, their expressions changed.
He thought about it carefully.
The golden light that filled the sky just now did indeed erupt from the eighth level of the pagoda. Before that, there was no energy aura coming from the other levels.
There was no energy aura, which meant that there was no collision.
The twelve sword envoys were all in the tower, and there was only one battle in the entire nine-story tower. Did that mean that John Doe fought against twelve alone and won?
Thinking of this …
All the Sword Firmament Pavilion's disciples couldn't help widening their mouths in disbelief as they looked at Wei Jian leading the way to the core of the Sword Firmament Pavilion.
Everyone's eyes were filled with horror!
…
"This is the Sword Firmament Pavilion."
Walking on the square, Wei Jian pointed to the building complex built against the mountain in front of him.
"Pre-Qin architecture?"
Fang Qiu observed carefully. The closer he got, the clearer he could see.
"Brother John Doe, you have a good eye."
Danger immediately gave him a thumbs-up and said with a smile, "Indeed.
It's actually a pre-qin architecture. Although it has been rested in the past few decades, these buildings have not been touched because they are so solid that they don't need to be repaired at all. The only thing that has been repaired is this square. "
"A historical site."
Fang Qiu nodded in admiration.
He didn't expect that.
The historical site of the Pre-Qin Dynasty had been preserved until now, and it could still be so solid.
"Not a wooden building?"
As he continued to get closer, Fang Qiu found a very strange phenomenon. The whole pavilion built against the mountain looked like a wooden building from a distance, but the closer he got, the more strange it was.
"A stone building."
Wei Jian said with a smile, "It's some special stones."
As they spoke.
The two of them had already arrived in front of the pavilion.
"These buildings are mostly made of stone, with bamboo and wood being used in some places."
Wei Jian led them and said, "This is the Sword Hall!"
The first thing that caught their eyes.
It was the central area of the whole building, a very wide lobby.
Fang Qiu didn't ask about the use of this lobby. After all, this was their territory. He just listened to what they said. There was no need to ask.
Moreover.
Every family in Huaxia must have a lobby.
It was called a lobby in ancient times and a living room in modern times.
Everyone in Huaxia understood its use.
"This way."
After visiting the lobby, Wei Jian pointed to the left and said, "This is the dormitory of the Sword Pavilion disciples. The disciples who stay here all the year round live here."
After walking around casually, Wei Jian took Fang Qiu to the right.
"This is the place for morning practice."
Walking on the aisle leading to the right, Wei Jian smiled and pointed to the front.
Fang Qiu looked.
On the right, it was the end of the mountain. The buildings built against the mountain also turned around.
They came to the corner.
Before turning around, Fang Qiu clearly saw it.
On this side, facing the thick sea of clouds, there was no end to the front. In the sea of clouds, several mountains were looming.
At a glance, it gave people a sense of relaxation and joy.
"It's the River-guarding Pavilion in front."
After turning around the corner, Wei Jian continued to lead Fang Qiu forward.
As Fang Qiu walked, he leaned against the edge of the aisle and stretched out his head to look down. He found that he was above the clouds, on a very huge rock wall, at least a few hundred meters away from the clouds.
If the clouds were not to be taken into account, the distance from the ground would probably be tens of thousands of meters!
No wonder standing on this aisle, he could see that the other mountains were submerged in the clouds.
He observed for a while.
Fang Qiu continued to look up in the direction pointed by Wei Jian.
In front of him, there was a relatively wide area.
There was a pavilion there.
"It is said that there is a river under this pavilion. Someone once guarded the river here for dozens of years, so it got the name River-guarding Pavilion!"
Wei Jian explained.
Fang Qiu nodded with understanding.
"In front of us is the Taoist field."
After passing through the River-guarding Pavilion, Wei Jian pointed to the front again and said, "If there is a chance, the three elders will teach the disciples in the Taoist field, but the time of the teaching is not fixed. Sometimes it is twice a year, sometimes it is only once in ten years."
Speaking of this, Wei Jian smiled bitterly and said, "I have only heard it once."
They walked to the end of the aisle.
In front of them, it suddenly became clear.
At the end of the aisle, there were no other buildings, only a square.
This was a nearly circular area on the side of the mountain, extending toward the sky above the sea of clouds.
It looked like a disc fixed to the side of the mountain.
On this square.
There were no handrails around the water.
Yes, it's just a bare square.
This square was large enough to accommodate thousands of people.
There was a mysterious black pattern on it. In the center of the pattern was the pattern of a Qin sword, which looked particularly mysterious and eye-catching.
Fighting in this square.
Looking around, he felt as if he was standing in an endless desert, and there was nothing around him.
No.
No.
It was not like a desert, because a desert would at least make you feel safe with your feet on the ground. But standing in this place, even if your feet were on the ground, you would feel very illusory, as if your whole body was suspended in the sky, and your heart was swaying.
Even Fang Qiu felt as if he was flying here.
If ordinary people came here, this feeling would be enough to scare them to lie on the ground and not dare to move.
This was simply a natural place to take one's soul!
"It's great wisdom to choose this place as a Taoist field."
Fang Qiu sighed.
Preaching and cultivating in this kind of natural place was very helpful to the cultivation of one's spiritual force.
"Some disciples especially like to cultivate in the Taoist field, but some disciples are also very afraid. I am the kind of disciple who is very afraid."
Wei Jian smiled bitterly.
"Isn't the path of cultivation about overcoming fear and moving forward bravely?"
Fang Qiu replied.
"Maybe one day, I can overcome this fear."
Wei Jian shook his head and sighed.
After a short walk in the Taoist field, Fang Qiu turned back.
"It seems that the Sword Pavilion is not very big."
Fang Qiu, who was returning from the original way, said.
"Compared with my relic, it is much smaller."
Wei Jian nodded and said, "However, the population is small. There are only 300 people here, which means that there are only 300 people in the entire Sword Pavilion."
Hearing that.
Fang Qiu was surprised.
300 people in the Sword Pavilion?
Along the way, he had seen less than a hundred people.
Moreover, among these 100 people, there were 12 at the peak of One-flower Realm and dozens of ninth-class experts. He had not even seen one eighth-class expert. Even with the dozens of new disciples in my relic, there were almost 100 people.
Then, what about the remaining 200 people?
The strength of these 200 people must be stronger than the 100 people he saw, right?
Thinking about it.
Fang Qiu was secretly amazed.
Although he could use his Divine Consciousness to explore, he was a guest after all, and he was invited here. It was not good to directly use his Divine Consciousness to explore the power of the host.
Therefore, Fang Qiu did not use his Divine Consciousness to explore.
But even so, he could feel that the 300 people in the Sword Pavilion must be quite terrifying.
It was no wonder that Huaxia Wulin could be so stable.
With such a behemoth-like Sword Pavilion, who dared to make trouble?
"This is the guest room."
Under the guidance of Wei Jian, Fang Qiu came to the top floor of the corridor on the right facing the sea of clouds and entered a very simple but very comfortable room.
"Brother John, you stay here for the time being. The three elders will see you tomorrow."
Wei Jian said with a fist salute.
"Okay."
Fang Qiu saluted and nodded.
"You must be tired after a day, so I won't bother you."
Wei Jian said with a smile and then turned to leave.
At the same time.
The news that John Doe had come to the Sword Pavilion also quickly spread among everyone in the Sword Pavilion.
He led thousands of swords to surrender and defeated the 12 Sword Emissaries!
Everyone in the Sword Pavilion was shocked when the news of these two achievements spread out.
Some people who had never seen John Doe were full of curiosity and ran to the guest room area, wanting to see what John Doe looked like!
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