In the Zhengtian Hall.

"I wonder if you are an expert from the Sword Sect!"

Looking at the old man in black in front of him, Fang Xiu bowed and said.

When he looked at the old man again, the feeling that the other party gave him was still unfathomable.

Such strength is definitely not just as simple as an ordinary true immortal.

But he was not sure whether the other party was one or the ultimate realm of all things.

The old man in black smiled faintly and said, "Old Jianyi!"

"Eighteen Swordsman!"

Fang Xiu's eyes fluctuated, and even if he had any guesses in his heart, he was still shocked.

He completely admired the Eighteen Swordsman of the Sword Sect.

The Sword Thirteen and Sword Eleven and others who met at the beginning were only at the level of the Innate Extreme Realm and the Martial Arts Master. The Sword Three he encountered later was already a powerful person in the True Immortal Realm.

The sword first in front of you is even more unfathomable than the sword third.

The strength span of the Eighteen Swordsman is completely unexpected.

At the beginning, Fang Xiu thought that the so-called Eighteen Swordsman were actually powerful people in the ultimate realm of the innate realm. Now it seems that he is not thinking about it.

The Eighteen Swordsman, the ones who rank low are not very strong, but the ones who rank high are real strong people.

Jian Yi said: "I think the Sword Sect is an evil demon from the world. Does Fang Shengzi think that he also thinks of this?"

"Your Excellency has misunderstood. You can help me in Yuyang Mansion, so that I can break through to the True Immortal. Just this point is my friend of Zhengtian Sect.

But what I can’t understand is why you should help me?”

While speaking, Fang Xiu's eyes fell tightly on Jian Yi's body.

There is no good for no reason, nor is there any bad for no reason.

Since the other party has taken action to help him break through the true immortal, he must have some plans.

Although he has known a lot about the Sword Sect, the origin of the Sword Sect is too unpredictable and what he knows is only the surface.

Even the existence of the blue-black fingers and huge eyes, the Sword Sect must have known something.

Upon hearing this, Jian Yi's expression remained unchanged and said, "I helped the Holy Son because the Holy Son has some connections with my Sword Sect."

"origin?"

"The inheritance of my sect leader should be in the hands of the Holy Son!"

"Yes, some of it is indeed in my hands!"

Fang Xiu did not deny this.

When he took the inheritance, Jian San knew about it, and even in his hand, there was a sword sect token given by the other party.

If Jianyi came for the inheritance of the Sword Master, it would be completely unreasonable.

If Jian San Ru had to force his inheritance in the past, he would have taken action long ago and would not have waited until now.

"Do you want to get back this part of the inheritance?"

"Son of Holy Son, don't get me wrong. Since the inheritance of our sect is in the hands of the Holy Son, that's fate. How can I like many people!"

Jian Yi looked at Fang Xiu's face and suddenly smiled again: "Although inheritance is important, in my opinion, the Holy Son is more important than inheritance!"

Fang Xiu narrowed his eyes slightly and said lightly: "I don't understand what you mean!"

"I don't know if the Holy Son has heard of the word "player"!"

Boom! The peerless Tangmen fo

Jian Yi's words made Fang Xiu's heart tremble. The palms that were gathered in his sleeves couldn't help but hold them tightly, and his heart was overturned.

Player!

How could he not know this word, and how could he forget it?

The meanings represented by these two words made his thoughts a little messy.

Soon, Fang Xiu thought of many more.

He did not forget that every time the system called him, he was called by the word "player".

Jian Yi's words made Fang Xiu feel that he was close to the truth, a truth about this world and even the origin of the system.

The obscure fluctuations of the aura and the strong mentality made Fang shock and prevent himself from showing any strangeness easily, but the voice of his speech also changed slightly: "What do you mean by yourselves!"

He did not admit it or deny it.

Fang Xiu was not sure about Jian Yi's purpose, nor was he sure of the other party's plan.

Although the other party seemed to have no malice, he actually didn't know its real purpose at all.

Too much exposure will be detrimental to him.

Fang Xiu had a premonition that Jian Yi said the word "player" and was testing him.

Now his answer is to see what Jian Yi has in mind.

Although Fang Xiu's subtle expression changes and breath fluctuations were very obscure, Jian Yi seemed to see something, smiled again on his face, and then spoke to himself:

"Maybe the Holy Son doesn't know that in ancient times, martial arts were prosperous and powerful people were everywhere. At that time, there were more true immortals than the current true immortals. Even the most powerful ones were extremely powerful."

"Although the world is divided into nine provinces, it is not as good as it is today, and there are forces in the state."

"Because at that time, even if it was Shaolin Wudang, I dared not say that I could be powerful in a state and claim to be the number one."

Speaking of this, Jian Yi looked at Fang Xiu again and continued, "At that time, there were many strong people, including some of the names of strong people, and perhaps the Holy Son had heard of them."

"Like the Lord of Baiyun City Ye Gucheng, the Evil King Shi Zhixuan, Nie Feng, who is known as the God of Wind, and Zhang Sanfeng, who has entered the Dao with martial arts and entered the top."

"At that time, the world was the real controversy among hundreds of schools of thought, and there were countless martial arts in various schools."

"I don't know when, a group of people appeared in the world, with outstanding talents and great cultivation and martial arts making great progress. Others need dozens or hundreds of years of hard practice. It may take several years, or more than ten years in the hands of these people."

"But no matter what, the talents of these people are hard to match even the most powerful geniuses in the world."

"And... these people have another terrible characteristic."

"That's, resurrection!"

Jian Yi looked dazed and seemed to be back to his original state. The sound in his words also brought a sense of vicissitudes.

Fang Xiu calmed down and listened carefully to the other party's words.

Now, he has a little more understanding of this world.

As for the people Jian Yi said, he already knew in his heart who these people were.

As if seeing what Fang Xiu was thinking, Jian Yi took back his thoughts and said calmly: "These people have a unified name, players!"

"When some players practiced to the peak of Jiuzhou, secrets about players gradually became revealed."

"At this time, everyone knows that there is actually a system behind the players."

"It is precisely because of the system that players can never die or practice various martial arts quickly."

"The Holy Son can reach the realm of true immortals in a short time. If he practices with talent today, it is absolutely impossible to reach this level."

"There should be a systematic existence behind the Holy Son!"

In the last sentence, Jian Yi looked at Fang Xiu's eyes and said word by word.
Chapter completed!