Sword knocks the door of heaven

Chapter 828 Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion

"When I was a child, my grandfather often threw me there to recite sword formulas and exercises, and he wouldn't pick me up if I didn't finish the recitation."

When he was about to reach the top of the mountain, Xiao Che pointed to a small corridor on a cliff of Shenjian Peak.

"Isn't your grandfather afraid of you falling?"

Nangong Yue said in surprise.

"Scared, so he always hides secretly on the roof, and leaves quietly at dawn."

Xiao Che shook his head first, then turned his head to look at Nangongyue and said with a smile:

"He thought I didn't know, but in fact I knew everything, and every time my grandma found out that I was locked in that building by him, she would scold him bloody and not let him go back to the house for dinner at night."

Nangongyue also chuckled when she heard the words, she couldn't imagine the serious and tough first sword of Kunlun in front of outsiders, and the scene when she was bullied by her daughter-in-law at home.

But every time she sees such a clean smile on Xiao Che's face, her heart will inexplicably throb.

And today was probably the day she saw Xiao Che laugh the most since she met Xiao Che.

Although from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, she had always just stood behind Xiao Che, but no matter from his tone of voice or body movements, one could feel that Xiao Che was really happy today.

Even if the Xiao family kept besieging him, no matter how bad these former uncles treated him, they couldn't break his mood.

The two soon came to the intersection of Wanjiange, the top of Shenjian Peak.

This Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion is the real core area of ​​the Xiao family, where the Xiao family's secret collection of skills and magical medicines are all hidden.

And the only ones who can live in it are the patriarchs of the past dynasties, their family members, and the strongest elders in the sect.

"Do you know why this place is called Wanjiange?"

While continuing to walk upwards, Xiao Che asked Nan Gongyue behind him.

"Is there a lot of swords hidden?"

Nangong Yue guessed.

Although they belong to the eight great aristocratic families of Kunlun, unless they have a very good relationship, they rarely move around with each other.

"The area on the top of the Shenjian Peak was originally a cliff. It was the first ancestor of my Xiao family who spent ten years carving out a clearing from the cliff with a sword. How many swords were split, tens of thousands of swords? Hundreds of thousands of swords? There is no way to verify it. In order to commemorate him, the grandchildren of later generations simply called this place Wanjiang Pavilion."

Xiao Che explained very patiently.

"Your ancestor of the Xiao family is a very powerful sword cultivator, right?"

Looking at the Wanjiange Pavilion, which was almost embedded in the cliff, Nangongyue said in surprise.

"He is indeed a very powerful person, but what is most powerful about him is not his cultivation, but his perseverance; because at that time he was only at the cultivation level of the Spiritual Realm."

Xiao Che continued.

"how can that be!"

Hearing this, Nangong Yue was shocked.

"At the beginning, the reason why he took the sword to chop the Shenjian Peak was because his cultivation had been trapped in the spirit realm. He told himself that he would never give up until he "cut off" the Shenjian Peak."

Xiao Che said.

"How could such a gigantic monster as Shenjian Peak be broken...and then?"

Nangong Yue became a little curious.

"Of course, Shenjian Peak couldn't be cut off, but one day after ten years, when he was enlightened, his cultivation level increased by leaps and bounds, he broke through the Realm Realm in ten days, broke through the Supreme Realm Realm in one year, and broke through the Saint Realm in three years. After leaving the "Sword of Broken Water" to the Xiao family, use the sword to prove the Tao and knock on the gate of heaven, soaring into the sky."

Xiao Che continued.

"What a wonderful man."

Nan Gongyue didn't compliment her, but felt admiration from the bottom of her heart.

"Yes."

Xiao Che nodded, then said:

"That's why my grandfather often used this to warn the children in the clan, don't be proud of your talents if you are talented, and don't give up on yourself if you are not talented. As long as we have the courage and courage to cut through the Shenjian Peak like our first ancestor, there is nothing in this world. No way."

The reason why he specifically mentioned this matter is that seeing the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion reminded him of his experience of practicing "Devil Sword Sutra". Grandpa's words inspired him, and he finally survived.

At this time, the two stood at the entrance of Wanjiange.

There is no one guarding here at the moment. If you look around, there is an open bluestone ground first, and then there is the Wanjiange built on the mountain, with a height of several hundred feet. From a distance, the Wanjiange is simple and majestic, and its momentum is not inferior to Kunlun Jin. top.

"My grandma should be up there."

Looking at the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion, Xiao Che's eyes became more and more excited.

But at this moment, several familiar figures of Xiao Che appeared in the open space in front of Wanjiang Pavilion.

Xiao Che recognized at a glance Xiao Tong, the cousin among them, and the oldest elders of the Xiao family. These were all old monsters that Xiao Che had heard people talk about from time to time since he was a child.

Several people stood side by side, and they were both sword cultivators, and their combined aura was quite frightening.

Nan Gongyue, who was standing behind Xiao Che, felt the coercion coming from the other end, panicked for a while, and looked at Xiao Che nervously.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Che smiled at Nangongyue with a relaxed expression, without any trace of panic on his face.

"Xiao Che, you are willing to degenerate and cultivate demonic arts, and you killed the former patriarch Xiao Qian and your brother Xiao Zhuo. You are simply inferior to a beast, and you are not worthy to come to this Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion."

Xiao Tong was the first to speak, his voice was loud and full of anger.

"It seems that Tang Shu, you are the new head of the Xiao family?"

Xiao Che looked at Xiao Tong calmly.

"The position of Patriarch of my Xiao family has always been handed down to those with good character in the family. You are a generation inferior to animals, so don't even think about it!"

Xiao Tong said with a vigilant face.

"I'm not interested in being the Patriarch of the Xiao Family. Since you are the Patriarch, please help me open the Xiao Family Ancestral Hall. I want to put my grandfather's ashes in there."

Xiao Che said calmly.

"You still want to put the ashes of the old man in the ancestral hall? Dreaming! If he hadn't insisted on keeping you as a scoundrel, how could my Xiao family have come to this state!"

Xiao Tong said viciously.

Hearing this, Xiao Che's expression turned cold immediately, and he stopped talking nonsense with Xiao Tong, and walked towards the Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion directly holding Xiao Changge's ashes.

"Xiao Che, don't know how to advance or retreat when doing things. If you kill Xiao Qian and his son, you will kill them. The enmity with my Xiao family is almost over. I advise you to obediently go down the mountain."

A clan elder suddenly said.

"Whether it's gone or not, it's not up to you."

Xiao Che glanced at him coldly, then continued:
"As for today, I won't go down the mountain until I see my grandma and put my grandpa's ashes in the ancestral hall."

"Since you are so stubborn, don't blame us for not remembering our old friendship."

The old man's tone obviously became much colder.

As he said that, he raised his hand, sacrificed the long sword he was carrying behind his back, and shouted violently:
The long sword suddenly flew out and pierced the sky
(End of this chapter)