After thinking about it again and again, Lin Xuan decided to meet the predecessor in the dungeon.

However, the prison is heavily guarded, in order to enter it, no one leads the way is not enough, there is no way he can only force and induce Wang Jin, and reluctantly control Wang Jin in his hands.

After dawn the next day, Lin Xuan, under the leadership of Wang Jin, walked into the prison of the city's main house.

The dark and damp in the big prison, the snakes and rats were rampant, and the filthy air was full of corpse odor and blood, disgusting.

"ShhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhKing, it's so early today!No, no. You’re not worth it today!”

A tall guard met him, and although he spoke to Wang Jin, his eyes were looking at Lin Xuan.

"Old Li, this is a fellow of my relatives, want to see his dead old man, um, is the T-t-t-nine room 96 of the sick."Wang Jin's great way.

Old Li's teeth grinned, so as a difficult way: "King's head, it is a death row prisoner in the dungeon, these days the matter of investigation is tight, not easy to do!"

“Ccutting!Old Li, don't come to this set between us, the benefits can be less of you?"

Wang Jin patted old Li's chest, but quietly took a money bag into the arms of old Li.

Old Li took it out and took it, and couldn't help but open his eyes and smile: "Hey, the king's head is interesting enough!"Boy, go!From the entrance at the end of the aisle, the third floor underground.”

He pointed the direction to Lin Xuan.

However, Lin Xuan did not set out, but looked at Wang Jin.

Although he promised Wang Jin a sum of money, but there is not much trust between the two, Lin Xuan is also worried about the boy's temporary anti-water.

Wang Jinxuan for a moment, then said: "Forget it, or I will take him a trip, don't go out of the bad pool, the old man can't afford it!"

“What’s going on in this prison?But the king, look at it."Old Lee, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey

The fewer prisoners went down in the dungeon, but the prisoners were all the most vicious, and to the third floor, hundreds of rooms, there were only a few prisoners.

In the dim light, many snakes and worms and ants crawled unscrupulously and could hardly settle down, but the prisoners occasionally picked up from the ground and tucked into their mouths, and ate without pleasure.

Wang Jinqiang endured the nausea and took Lin Xuan to a cell at the end of the third floor.

This cell is a little different, called the iron wall of the copper wall, an iron fence with thick legs, with the level of force in this world, the people inside have no possibility of escape.

Lin Xuan picked the lantern forward, and through the gap in the fence, he saw a white-haired old man sitting on his knees in the dark corner.

The old man was in a prisoner's coat, but he was not clean, and the surrounding worms and rats seemed to have scruples and did not dare to approach him within three meters.

His face was simple and pale, but he vaguely radiated a hidden sharpness, like a sharp sword that had been sealed for a long time.

The old man opened his eyes, and the two eyes lit up like a torch, and Wang Jin couldn't help but fall to the ground, and even rolled and crawled back into the distance.

Lin Xuan could not help but feel in his heart, in front of this old man, in the outside world is definitely a strong god, and it is likely to exceed the level of the divine realm.

“Who are you?”

The old man seemed to have not spoken for a long time, and the tone of voice was a little obscure, and his eyes on Lin Xuan were obscure, which was impossible to guess.

Lin Xuan hurriedly said respectfully: "Disciple Lin Xuan, is the 964th generation of inner gate disciples of Jiumen Peak in Jianzuka, and the disciples have just come here, and I heard that there is a predecessor of the Seridom, who is holding a sword-telelops here, and specially came to the meeting, but I don't know the high name of the predecessor?"

“Are you really a sword student?”

The old man's eyes moved, slowly got up from the ground, faintly said, "The old man is the sword-storage, the sword, boy, who is your teacher?"When did you come in again?”

"It's the song of the ancestors, the disciples are disrespectful!"The disciple is stupid and has no inheritance, but as for the time when the disciple comes in, uh, it will be less than ten days.”Lin Xuan Dao.

“Oh?”

Qu Jian blinked, did not seem to believe Lin Xuan's words, and continued to test: "Lin Xuan, you said you have just entered less than ten days, then you tell the old man about the outside situation, the old man has been trapped here for fifteen years, I don't know what it looks like outside."

Lin Xuan thought about it and said, “Today, the real martial arts world has been in great turmoil in the world, and the dragons were born ten years ago, and they have occupied the entire northern wilderness land.”Five years ago, the Great Qian Dynasty was destroyed, and the world was divided into countless countries.Six months ago, the royal slaves split into two factions, the entire martial arts community was in civil war, the Dragon Soul Temple and the Longlong Dao have been destroyed, and our swords are also heavily damaged and in danger.

It is also a coincidence that the disciples were fortunate to come into contact with the Seven Shaofeng swords and enter this world of inheritance.”

As soon as the sword heard Lin Xuan's words, he couldn't help but open his eyes and shouted incredulously: "A bunch of nonsense!The dragon family has been destroyed for thousands of years, how can it come back?

How could there be civil unrest?Moreover, how can a disciple of the inner gate of Swords in your district know the existence of the royal slaves?”

Lin Xuan laughed in his heart, but on the surface, he made a anxious and anxious statement: "Song seniors, the disciples said the truth, and they never dared to have half a lie!"

The disciples heard that the function of the Dragon Soul Temple was to guard the dragons in the ruins of the dragon kingdom, but ten years ago, the dragon road killed the son of the dragon god with a sacrial knife and destroyed the dragon soul temple, which made the dragon family break the seal and run out of the wasteland to harm the people.

As for the royal slaves, it is no longer a secret, and most people in the martial arts world already know.

Moreover, now that the seal of the emperor has returned to the throne, the secret realm of the people's emperor has been reopened, and the genius of the whole world is scrambling to enter the secret realm and compete for the seal of the emperor.If the disciples do not know their own qualifications, they will not be able to compete for those martial arts, and they may also go in.”

The sword was completely shocked by Lin Xuan's words and stunned.

He never dreamed that in the short 15 years that he had been trapped, so many things had happened outside.

However, after being shocked for a moment, the sword quickly calmed down again and sighed with emotion.

No matter what kind of appearance outside, he has nothing to do with him, he was trapped here for 15 years, his body in the outside world is afraid has long been rotten to ashes, his idea is just a rootless floating, only waiting for the life to dry up, will die in this inheritance world.

He was silent for a moment, looked up at Lin Xuan again, and said, “Lin Xuan, you came to see me, I am afraid it is not just a meeting so simple?”

Lin Xuan said, "The ancestors of the song are like the eyes, the disciples do not dare to hide from each other, the disciples came to meet the predecessors, in fact, I hope that the predecessors can help me to create a sword of seven swords at an early date."

The sword laughed with a funny smile: "Oh, this boy is smart, know to find the old man to help."But why does the old man help you?”

Lin Xuan sighed and worriedly said: "The predecessors do not know, the teacher is now struggling, after many wars, the elite disciples in the door have been less than three thousand, the rest are dead dead, scattered."

I think that my sword-squake-scratching faction, even fell into such a situation, the disciples really reluctant, this is the risk of contact with the seven killing Shao wind sword, in order to obtain the sword meaning inheritance, to cultivate in Japan, the teacher inheritance carried forward.

This time the disciples came in, Ben, with the heart of being kind, if the predecessors could help me to succeed, the disciples would naturally be grateful, and if the predecessors did not have this heart, the disciples would never have complained."

The song sword nodded slightly, the impression of Lin Xuan changed, and the color of appreciation was revealed in his eyes: "Yes, those who dare to accept the inheritance of the seven swords are my swords and great brave people."

Unfortunately, in recent years, those little guys who have come in have been very high in their own homes, and no one has put the natives here in their eyes, and the result is that they have suffered a big loss, and no one can get passed on.In fact, the old man was not.

Well, Lin Xuan, the old man can help you, but you also need to promise the old man a condition."

Lin Xuan did not hesitate to say: "Senior, despite the instructions, if the disciples can do it, will not refuse!"

The sword nodded a little: "Well, the old man's condition is very simple, I want you to worship me as a teacher!"

“What?”

Lin Xuan couldn't help but stand, he did not expect that the sword would mention such a condition.

Qu Jian: "Lin Xuan, the old man does not mind whether you have any other masters, nor do you mind how stupid your talent is, the old man only wants you to accept my sword path and pass it on, so as not to let the old man spend his life to create the sword, you want?" 」

After the words, the sword looked at Lin Xuan with hope.

In fact, over the years, he has been waiting for a suitable candidate to inherit his school, inherit the meaning of the seven swords, and return to the outside world to pass on his sword path.

As for him himself, he has not thought about it, after all, in the real world, his sword is actually a dead man, and he has been dead for fifteen years.

Unfortunately, over the years, although several Jianzhu disciples have come to this world of inheritance every year, no one has come to see him, and no one has ever thought of saving the same door in this dungeon.

In the eyes of the sword, these guys are not the inheritors of his heart.

In front of this little guy named Lin Xuan, although he did not know much, but only from Lin Xuan's performance can be seen that this son is loyal to the teacher, respect for the teacher, even if as talented as he said, but should be a reliable and credible heir.

In fact, he did not know that if Lin Xuan had been killed by the seven swords, it would not have been possible to come to see him.

Lin Xuan was silent for a moment, and there was a hint of firmness on his face.

Whether he can succeed in living and go out, the only hope is in this sword, and it is impossible to worship him as a teacher.With this teacher's relationship, in terms of casting swords, the song sword should not hide itself.

Moreover, the master of the sword can only be a few months, and when he leaves the world, this division of the teacher and disciple is also broken.

Lin Xuan took a step back, banged on the ground, and Zheng said, “Master, please be worshipped by disciple Lin Xuan!”