Chapter 259

The old man's name is Xiao Fu, and his original name has long been forgotten. His surname and name were all bestowed by the old master after he joined the Xiao family.

In terms of his age, he is several years older than the family leader Xiao Yijue. Xiao Fu became a servant of the Xiaofu family at the age of seven. It has been more than ninety years since he became a servant of the Xiaofu family. No matter the ups and downs or the change of the dynasty, his position as the housekeeper of the Xiao family has never been shaken.

There is no story about him in the world, and not many people have heard of his name. Because he has never been in the world.

Xiao Fu's martial arts were all given by Xiao Yijue's father. His qualification is not high, and as a servant, even if he really has talent, he is not qualified to join the Xiao family.

But the old master Xiao had been secretly instructing this young man. When Xiao Yi Jue practiced sword, he asked Xiao Fu to sweep the floor beside him. He also read out some mental skills on purpose. He also arranged a quiet place for him so that Xiao Fu could perform martial arts secretly at night.

The Xiao family's Tianwen sword technique and baqin magic skill are the best in the whole of China. What's more, his diligence can make up for his incompetence. Even though Xiao Fu's qualifications are mediocre, by the time he is 30 years old, he has achieved a little and set foot in the holy land. After that, he became the housekeeper of Xiao's house, married and had children. For Xiao Fu, it was the happiest period of his life.

A few years later, master Xiao passed away, and Xiao Yijue inherited his family business. He allowed Xiao Fu's son to become an official disciple. Unfortunately, this son was young and aggressive. At the age of 16 or 17, before he was able to learn art, he fought hard with others outside and died of an unnatural death. Xiao Fu's wife died soon after.

After losing his family, the sense of mission of loyalty to the Xiao family has become the spiritual sustenance and life pursuit of Xiao Fu. It can be said that Xiao Fu has always been grateful and loyal to the Xiao family all his life.

Therefore, even though he is already the top martial saint, he is hard to meet in the world, and he has never stepped out of Yanjing half a step. Every day, he not only instructs his disciples in Xiao's house, but also makes delicious food for the little Lord Xiao Yao.

But today, with a look of awe, he hurried to the backyard.

In the backyard, there are few people, especially a small door in the corner. Behind is the Xiao family's forbidden area. Except Xiao Fu, the most trusted old housekeeper, other intruders have only one end, death!

Xiao Fu took out a bronze key from his arms, opened the lock on the small door, took a deep breath, and went in.

Just crossing a threshold, but for Xiao Fu, it was like coming to a new world. Behind the small door, there were secluded lakes, rockeries, lush trees and flowers. More importantly, the aura density in the air was tens of times higher than that outside!

The density of aura here is higher than that of the villa in Yunding mountain, which covers the natural formation of zhuanlong. It can be seen that the Xiaofu is a crouching tiger, a hidden dragon.

However, Xiao Fu did not immerse himself in this aura feast. Instead, he quickly came to the rockery and cautiously knocked three times. He said respectfully, "master, it's me."

A few seconds later, a deep voice came from inside the rockery: "Ah Fu, come in."

Then, the rockery suddenly split into two, revealing a secret path. Xiao Fu walked slowly down the steps. Here, compared with the energetic outside, it's as barren as hell. Ordinary martial arts practitioners, not to mention practicing here, may even be a kind of extravagant hope to live.

Even when Xiao Fu took two steps, he felt dizzy. He held his breath in a hurry and protected his whole body with vigorous Qi. Only in this way could he continue to go down.

At the bottom of the stone steps is a space the size of a football field. If you look at it, you can see only one thing

Sword!

There are thousands of swords. I can't count the number of swords!

These swords are long, short, intact, broken in two. They are sharp weapons made of natural materials and earth treasures, and blunt swords made of ordinary common iron.

These swords are different in shape and position, but one thing is the same.

That is, they are all dark. This is not to say that they are rusty, but to say that these swords have no vitality. Some people may wonder, sword is a dead thing, where can it have vitality?

Of course, ordinary people don't understand this kind of thing, even the vast majority of martial arts and warlocks don't understand it. The only one who can see it is the one who knows the sword.

They are either the peerless swordsman or the master swordsman. Only they can see the vitality of the sword. Xiao Fu is also a very excellent swordsman.

In his eyes, these swords are just like human corpses. Although there is no damage to their appearance, if they are used to fight the enemy, they will turn to dust just after being waved.

To describe this Jedi in two words, it is the tomb of the sword, the tomb of countless swords.

Among the sword tombs, it seems that everything has lost its original color. It can only show a kind of despair and death gray, with only one exception.

He was dressed in white, as well as the peerless swordsman in white, the master of Xiao's house, Xiao Yijue.

When Xiao Fu saw the white dress, his eyes were filled with joy and admiration. He bowed and whispered, "master."

"Well."

Xiao Yi never opened his eyes. He sat cross legged in the deepest part of the sword tomb and said faintly, "what's important? Do you need me to show up?"He was very clear that if there was no very important event, Xiao Fu would never disturb his self-cultivation. Now that the other party is here, it means that there must have been a thorny matter in urgent need of his going out of the mountain.

Xiao Fu took out a letter from his pocket, raised his hands over his head, and said in a deep voice, "master, the one from the island country has passed the customs clearance. Now he is in a state of mind and has come down to you again."

Hearing this, Xiao Yijue's closed eyes suddenly opened. At the same time, all the swords in the tomb suddenly started to sound and seemed to have their own life again.

"Well, what an ITO Musashi. In those years, we fought at the top of Huashan Mountain, and I could only beat him half way. Today, he has entered the divine realm first. He is really a good opponent!"

"Master?"

When Xiao Fu heard this, he was shocked. He also knew that the divine realm was as difficult as the blue sky. However, he firmly believed that if anyone in this world could break through the divine realm, it must be Xiao Yijue!

However, at this time, ITO Musashi has already broken through the divine realm, but Xiao Yijue has not. Does this not mean that the potential and talent of the other party are more than the master?

Seeing Xiao Fu's appearance, Xiao Yijue laughed and said, "Ah Fu, what's your expression? Do you think I'm afraid of a mere ITO Musashi?"

As Xiao Yijue got up, the gray color of the sword tomb suddenly faded, and all the swords began to glow with life.

"Old man, master!"

Seeing this, Xiao Fu trembled with excitement. The masters of these swords all died under Xiao Yijue. If he had feelings, he would hate him to the bone.

But at this time, the master just stood up, and all the swords bowed down. Doesn't it mean that he has conquered all the swords in the tomb?

Just as ye Chen can conquer the boundless sea water with the sea emperor's Glazed body, Xiao Yijue has cultivated Kendo to the extreme, and he can also command ten thousand swords.

He slowly moved his hand, and suddenly the Haotian sword hanging on his waist suddenly came out of the scabbard. At the same time, all the swords in the sword tomb rose to the middle of the air, circling and dancing around Xiao Yijue.

Once a sword comes out, ten thousand swordsmen serve!

Xiao Yi stood up and said slowly: "as early as ten years ago, I had been able to break through the barrier of the divine realm, but I have been stagnant, just for the sake of demonstrating the sword skill with a common body."

"Now that the road has been completed, thousands of swords have returned to my family. I The sword God