When Qin Nan woke up again, there was nothing in front of him.
Just an empty place.
"you're awake!"
But at this moment, a voice appeared next to his ear.
Qin Nan was shocked.
Although he fainted, he was extremely aware of his situation.
Is there anyone in this Thunder Sword Prison?
In an instant, Qin Nan suddenly became nervous.
"Don't panic, I have no ill intentions towards you."
At this time, the voice fell again.
Qin Nan slowly looked over.
"Who are you?" Qin Nan asked.
This is a middle-aged man, but now he is not his true body at all, but a spiritual body condensed from one thought.
"I am the Lord of the Sword Tomb!" the man said.
"Master of the Sword Tomb? Are you kidding? The Lord of the Sword Tomb is now Yuhua Stone, what does it have to do with you?" Qin Nan asked in return.
But in a flash, something seemed to come to Qin Nan's mind: "What era are you from?"
According to my understanding of the Thunder Sword Prison, as well as the previous attitudes of Hong Ming, Yu Hongyi and others, this Thunder Sword Prison is the Jedi of the Sword Tomb, and it is impossible for anyone to survive here.
He was able to survive because of Liansheng.
Therefore, a thought surged in his heart, making Qin Nan understand that the person in front of him might not be a contemporary person.
"It's been a long time, and I almost forgot about it. But I was the one who threw the Xingtian Sword in the first place." The man continued.
As soon as he said these words, Qin Nan was even more shocked. But he quickly stabilized and looked at the other person: "I've met senior!"
The words of the person in front of him already made Qin Nan understand that the person in front of him existed a thousand years ago, and was also the master of the sword tomb a thousand years ago.
"No need to be polite. But I want to know, how come the Xingtian Sword is in your hand? Who is the head of the Sword Tomb now, Wang Huaibei?" the man asked.
Qin Nan pondered slightly: "Senior, Senior Wang died a thousand years ago." Qin Nan said, and then told how he obtained the Xingtian Sword.
The figure fell silent and sighed for a long time: "I didn't expect that I would wait for such a result. As you said, the situation in Sword Tomb is already in danger now?" the man said.
"It's not in danger. It's just that Jianzhong has lost the spirit of the past and no longer has the ambition to compete for supremacy." Qin Nan said.
Now Sword Tomb only wants to attach itself to Sword Burial Sect. Such a sect is destined to fail.
The man in front of him was silent, and after a long time, he sighed deeply.
"Hey, after all, I feel sorry for them. If I had insisted on entering the Thunder Sword Prison to find out what was going on, I would not have caused this situation."
Qin Nan was silent.
He could hear the helplessness in the voice of the man in front of him.
He has personally experienced the dangers of the Thunder Sword Prison. Life and death are no longer defined by strength. Even if the person in front of him was the Sword King back then, he might not have the means to escape.
And this is the best explanation right now.
"In that case, you are now considered a disciple of Jianzhong?" Suddenly, the man in front of him said.
Qin Nan was stunned.
What?
How come you are a disciple of Jianzhong?
If I get out alive now, I am afraid that the entire Sword Tomb will regard me as an enemy and fight against me to the death.
"Senior has misunderstood. This junior is not from Sword Tomb. I am here to fulfill Senior King Qu's wish," Qin Nan said.
"But you got the Xingtian Sword, and even practiced the Seven Killing Sword that I created. In a sense, you are my disciple, so you are naturally the disciple of Jianzhong." The person in front of him said.
Qin Nan was speechless.
Although this logic is far-fetched, I am unable to refute it.
"Besides, his last wish was for you to take revenge. But he inherited my will and wanted to carry forward the Sword Tomb. Now that you have received his inheritance, it means that you also want to inherit my will. Get down." The man said, his eyes locked on Qin Nan, looking up and down.
It even emitted light from time to time.
Qin Nan's scalp was numb at the sight.
"Boy, you are very good. Although I don't know what means you used to subdue the thunder and the broken sword. But the process is not important. What is important is that the things are already yours. And you seemed to be creating your own magic just now. , this alone is more than enough for you to be the leader of Jianzhong Sect." The man said.
Qin Nan's eyes suddenly froze!
He never expected that everything he had done before would be under the eyes of the other party.
But when he saw the Xingtian Sword next to him, he understood everything.
Dark under the lamp!
The soul of the other party is hidden in the Xingtian Sword, and he has no doubts about the Xingtian Sword, so the other party can witness everything.
It's just that the other party can actually see through his own creation, which is indeed not easy.
"Don't be wary. I haven't gone through this step before. There are also cracks left by me on the cornerstone of the sword." The man said, and his eyes fell on Qin Nan again: "The Seven Kills Sword Scripture you practiced was what I created back then. . And my name is the Seven Kills of the King!" The Seven Kills of the King said, with an extremely domineering aura emerging from his body.
Qin Nan's heart trembled.
But now that I think about it, the Seven Kills Sword Manual is indeed different, and even Lao Niu was shocked. At the beginning, Qin Nan only thought that it was because of his unwillingness to give up the transformation, but he never thought that it would be the King Dao Seven Kills' own method.
Apart from anything else, the moment you hear the other person announcing his name, there is no need to have any doubts about this sentence.
"But since you have taken this step, you must have discovered something. I can tell you some of my discoveries, which can be regarded as your inheritance from me and a good relationship between us." Wang Dao Qisha said.
"What about?" Qin Nan asked.
"For example, this Sword Master Continent is just a peerless place, isolated from the world." Wang Dao Qisha said, looking Qin Nan up and down.
But Qin Nan remained calm: "I already know this. The ancient civilization has been born."
Seeing Qin Nan's reaction, the Seventh King of Kings looked a little unnatural and said quickly: "For another example, swordsmanship is not the only way to practice. There are countless ways to practice, such as formation refining, elixir refining, weapon refining, physical body, magical powers, etc. What about martial arts?"
Qin Nan pondered slightly.
But he still raised his head and said, "I know this too."
With Lao Niu here, the various methods Lao Niu showed are enough to explain everything. Although he has never seen anyone use this method, he is already aware of its existence.
Wang Dao Qisha looked embarrassed.
"Then you know the saint's disciples?"
"Know."
"Do you know who the saint is?"
"Probably a lunatic."
…
One question and one answer.
In the end, even the Seven Killers of the King fell silent and stared at Qin Nan: "Is there anything else you don't know? You ask, and I'll answer."
Qin Nan pondered slightly.
"What are the cornerstones of kendo?"
The King's Seven Killers paused in their eyes and looked at Qin Nan: "That is the way that the saint's disciples adhere to. They will sense anyone who deviates from the way and then hunt down and kill them."
"It was for their perception that I entered this thunder purgatory. But I didn't expect... I would be seeking death." Wang Dao Qisha sighed with emotion.
Qin Nan remained silent.
He could imagine that the King of Seven Kills created his own Seven Kills Sword Manual, and entered the Thunder Purgatory in order to avoid the perception of the saint's disciples. Unexpectedly, I pushed myself into a dead end.
"But when it comes to this, I remembered something. And you definitely don't know this." The eyes of Wang Dao Qi Sha suddenly gleamed, and they stared at Qin Nan and said.
