Gong Qi'er got a bench from nowhere and sat on the dock from day to dusk, while Wang Xiang had been knocked back four or five times. Just like that, Wang Xiang was still flying to the Jianwang Pavilion again and again.
Just hearing a plop, Wangxiang was shocked back again, lying on the damp wooden board of the dock, unwilling to get up for a while.
Gong Qi'er sat on a small bench, supporting her chin with both hands, and said angrily: "Oh, I've already told you, but you just don't listen to me, blah."
Wang Xiang stood up, Gong Qi'er rolled his eyes and said speechlessly: "You still want to go, are you stupid?"
Unexpectedly, Wangxiang lifted Gong Qi'er up.
"Eh? What for?"
Wangxiang carried Gong Qi'er and flew into the sky. Gong Qi'er then understood that Wangxiang, the idiot, was finally relying on himself, and couldn't help but feel proud.
When the stars filled the night, the two came to the secluded abyss. Wang Xiang signaled Gong Qi'er to quickly guide the way. Gong Qi'er took his time and observed under the stone road. He looked left and right for a long time, and was gradually discovered by Wang Xiang. Clues.
Wangxiang grabbed Gong Qi'er, and before asking, Gong Qi'er said to himself: "Oh, I've only seen it in paintings, and I've never been here. Oh, don't worry, I heard from the elders in the clan. As I said before, the Sword King Pavilion is guarded by the four major tribes. We need to get their respective tokens. The place where the power of the thousand-year sword lock shocked you should be where the four tokens are. Let's go, go, Let’s go get it!”
Gong Qi'er grabbed Wang Xiang's hand and was about to fly to the top of the mountain. Wang Xiang threw him away with a cold face. Gong Qi'er snorted and squatted down with his arms folded. The two of them just stood there frozen, and finally Wangxiang couldn't help it and flew up to the sky. Gong Qi'er's eyebrows widened and he also jumped up.
After a few breaths, the two of them were shocked to the pier.
"Let's go, let's go find out."
Wangxiang originally didn't want to go with him, but since it was difficult for him to speak, he asked for an advantage. When Gong Qi'er met the first person, he asked: "Uncle, do you know what the human token of Sword King Pavilion is?"
"Oh, they sell them over there, one for ten."
"I'm talking about the Sword King Pavilion."
"Then I'm not talking about Sword King Pavilion."
"This is the Sword King Pavilion guarded by your four major tribes. To get to the pavilion, we need four tokens."
"You little girl, can't you understand? Over there! One for every ten girls!"
Gong Qi'er and Wang Xiang followed that direction with hesitation and reached a noodle stall. The craftsman greeted them warmly and asked them what they wanted to buy.
Gong Qi'er said it was a token of the Sword King Pavilion. The craftsman said, "Oh," he rummaged through the cabinets and took out some old goods. They were all made by dough makers with rough kneading skills. He took one at random and handed it to Gong Qi'er and said, "This hand If it’s broken and kept for a long time, forget it and give it to you, girl.”
"Shopkeeper, are you kidding me? I want to go to Sword King Pavilion as a token."
"Uh? Hi!" The craftsman seemed to realize the reason. He smiled and said: "Don't think it's strange. When the Sword King Pavilion was first built four thousand years ago, the four major tribes were very poor. They all fled and mixed together. Everyone discussed Building an iconic thing is a blood-based alliance. From now on, they will become friends and look after each other. At first, I wanted to build a stone monument, but who knew that after building it, it became a stone pavilion. It was not called a sword at the beginning. The King's Pavilion was called the Four Families. Later, when there were too many messy things stored there and no one came to live there, it was renamed the Sword King's Pavilion. There are plenty of four tokens, so you can take whatever you want."
"That's too hasty!" Gong Qi'er said angrily, "The stories I heard when I was a child are not like this. Moreover, we have seen the sealing power of Sword King Pavilion, it is very powerful."
"Of course, although the four major tribes are poor, they are full of masters. It will be easy for you to get the tokens and go up the mountain, but you may not be able to enter the Sword King Pavilion."
"Okay." Gong Qi'er waved the mask in his hand and thanked the craftsman. Then he and Wang Xiang flew to the Sword King Pavilion again. Both of them were actually suspicious, but this time, the sword-locking power of the Sword King Pavilion It shocked the two of them to a new place, and this was the territory of the big-eared cockroach clan among the beast clan.
The token this time is actually the green pomelo bowl, a specialty of the Big-eared Cockroach tribe, and it’s easier to get because it’s all over the street. You don’t need to ask for one from the Big-eared Cockroach. No one will care about you when you bend down to pick one up. .
They flew to the Sword King Pavilion again. This time, the two of them were shocked to the Quxi of the Tanbu tribe. The Tanbu tribe had a strange appearance. They were three-legged monsters, and their eyes were on their legs. It has three eyes, and its upper body is wrapped in clothes. Its upper body looks like a sea star entangled in seaweed. It has only one mouth, which grows on what is tentatively called the top of its head.
Since their eyes are on their legs, things of the Tanbu tribe are extremely short. A table is almost attached to the ground. However, the Tanbu tribe is not repulsive to humans and can even understand human language. Gong Qi'er will talk to them again. After the exchange, they learned that the Tanbu tribe’s token was an inkstone, and the Tanbu tribe was the only tribe among the four major tribes that could still produce inventory.
It cost Gong Qi'er half of the gold beans to buy the inkstone, but Wangxiang knew that he was in the wrong. He felt that the cold was not as cold as cold, and the heat was not as hot as hot. He felt uncomfortable all over.
The place where the two of them were shocked for the fourth time was the slaughterhouse of the Six-Binded Demon Clan closest to the Sword King Pavilion. The Six-Bound Demon Clan liked beef the most, and almost every household raised cattle. This slaughterhouse was large in scale and rarely eaten. The meat was piled up and dried on rough wooden racks. The smell of blood was strong, and the ground was also blood red. Next to the fresh meat, there was a huge iron pot at regular intervals, with beef bones stewed in it. This is the fourth token. The situation is similar to that of the big-eared cockroach tribe. The cow bones here are cheaper than water. You can pick them up at will, and the creatures passing by can eat the meat at will in the iron pot.
The Six-Binded Demon Clan has the most fiery personality. Although they look scary, they are the most friendly to outsiders. Wangxiang took a large piece of beef bone and carried it on his shoulders. Gong Qi'er was so greedy at the smell of the meat that he drooled. He bent down and picked up a piece. He breathed carefully, handed it over first, and asked: "You can't eat it."
Wang Xiang gave a rare response and just shook his head. Gong Qi'er hissed and tasted the aroma of meat. At this time, she noticed an iron pot next to it, and sitting there was a human man in ragged clothes. The man almost buried his head in the pot. , gobbled it down and was burned to the point of spitting out several mouthfuls.
Wangxiang also saw the man, and for just a moment, he noticed a strange aura. It was an aura that made him happy and recognized, but it was very weak. Gong Qi'er came closer to Wangxiang and whispered: "Do you feel it?" He looks familiar."
Wangxiang glared at Gong Qi'er suspiciously, but Gong Qi'er walked lightly behind the man and suddenly shouted: "Deng Manzhou!"
"Ah!" The man was startled, turned around immediately, and almost fell into the fire.
"Ha, it's you indeed. You and your mother look alike!"
"My mother?"
"Zhou Xiqin, Sister Zhou, she is looking for you and wants you to walk slower."
"Hey, I don't have a mother." Deng Manzhou turned around and continued to chew the bones.
"Why are you like this? Your mother took a small boat and crossed the sea to find you. I have no parents. No one wants me."
Deng Manzhou snorted again and said, "I told you I don't have a mother, so get out of here."
Gong Qi'er was annoyed, grabbed Deng Manzhou's ear, and asked: "How old are you, and you still want to run away from home? You have no cultivation skills at all. It's a miracle that you can survive until now."
"You don't need to worry about it!" Deng Manzhou knocked Gong Qi'er's hand off, "You don't need to worry about my affairs, get out of here!"
Gong Qi'er swore in annoyance and looked at Wangxiang again, but Wangxiang had no intention of meddling in this man's business. He carried the cow bones and flew to the Sword King Pavilion. Gong Qi'er could only leave one sentence: "Your mother asked you to walk slower! You bastard!" After that, he followed.
Standing under the stone road again, Gong Qi'er and Wangxiang paused for a moment and then flew up. This time it was indeed smooth. Gong Qi'er couldn't help but sigh: "This token is like a joke."
Not long after they arrived at the top of the mountain, the two finally saw the Sword King Pavilion that had stood in the abyss for thousands of years. It was much larger than imagined. It seemed that a lot of stones had been spent in the beginning, and the Sword King Pavilion was The wooden beams have not decayed, and the stones have no signs of weathering. They look as new as ever. Its style combines the characteristics of the four major tribes and is divided into four sections. The bottom one is like a human tower. Above it is the bamboo, wood, stone and snake and insect pattern towers of the Big-eared Cockroach tribe. Above that is the triangle of the Tanbu tribe. At the top of the building is the Demon Sacrifice Pavilion of the Six-Binded Demon Clan.
The entire Sword King Pavilion does not have a trace of energy, and is like a "dead object". In front of the Sword King Pavilion, there is a floor covered with "tokens", all brought by famous practitioners who came here before. Wangxiang threw away the token and walked towards the Sword King Pavilion.
Gong Qi'er stopped him and shouted: "Hey, wait, look there's someone there!"
In the southeast corner of the Sword King Pavilion, there is an inconspicuous stone pier, and on the stone pier, there is a person sitting cross-legged. A few vines, still covered with some old feathers.
Wangxiang had naturally sensed the man's vitality a long time ago, but he didn't take it seriously. His only goal was the gun in the Sword King Pavilion.
Gong Qi'er couldn't stop him, and when Wangxiang was about to walk to the Sword King Pavilion, the "immortal" slowly opened his eyes, and those eyes were the color of a blue lake. The "immortal" didn't move, and only said: : "Young man, please stop."
Wangxiang stopped, turned around, paused for three or four breaths, then pointed at the four tokens he had brought, and the "immortal" said: "Those tokens are true, they are part of the agreement made four thousand years ago. It’s a token, but that token only allows you to see the Sword King Pavilion, and does not give you the qualifications to enter. Go back, young man.”
Wangxiang ignored the man and went straight to the pavilion, but there was no way to the Sword King Pavilion, so he had to fly up to find an entrance. As soon as the "immortal" closed his eyes, a huge sound was generated from the top of the Sword King Pavilion. The pressure was overwhelming, but Wangxiang couldn't resist it. He smashed into the ground and couldn't get up for a long time. After a moment, an invisible force grabbed Wangxiang and threw him down the mountain. When Wangxiang flew up, he was shocked to the human race again. That pier.
