Chapter 463 Gravedigger

It was still on the open space where the swordsmen were competing that day.

The new swordsmen gathered here.

The crowd was subconsciously divided into several groups. This was an instinctive group hugging in an unfamiliar environment, and such a group made several figures particularly eye-catching among the crowd.

For example, those dark horses on the Silver Execution Rankings, Jianghu characters that they were not familiar with in Great Xia, did not seem to want to come into contact with them. In addition, they had already ruthlessly attacked at the Dragon Gate Meeting, and they had practically written the words "no strangers entering" on their faces.

There were also Little Tyrant and Liu Dingdang who encountered this. However, their expressions were extremely relaxed. Liu Dingdang pulled Little Tyrant here and pointed at him. It was better to say that he was more relaxed than to participate in the Demon Suppressing Tower.

Compared to these two groups of people, Xu Han and the others were in a more delicate situation.

Of course, they could be considered to be the most amazing people in Great Xia's Jianghu compared to the swordsmen this time.

However, such a stunning scene was accompanied by a terrifying slaughter.

Xu Han slaughtered three Great Evolution Realm experts on his own, and he was still under the swordsman's eyes. The most terrifying thing was that Xu Han was able to withstand the Heavenly Hunt Realm.

It wasn't like this war had never happened before. After all, every generation had that proud son of heaven. He was like the blazing sun in March, and no one dared to look him in the eye. However, to be able to fight three against one in two realms in a row was something that had never happened before in the minds of the crowd.

As a result, the gazes that everyone looked at Xu Han were mostly filled with respect and fear. What they respected was the youth's decisiveness in killing. He dared to tear apart the face of the Crimson Firmament Sect, which had long been unpopular, and was afraid that this young prince was exceptional and was close to a monster.

However, regardless of what other people were thinking, Xu Han did not care. He knew very well in his heart that the only reason he was able to slaughter Lu Houde 's group of people like this was because of his right arm.

In fact, Xu Han was unable to use this right arm for a short period of time. If he forcefully did so, the backlash of the demon arm would bring him great trouble.

Although Master Wei had already taught him the method of refining the demon arm and he had indeed succeeded, Xu Han still had a long way to go before he could completely refine it. There were a total of nine demon acupoints in this demon arm. One could obtain a layer of power, and it could also be used unscathed once. Xu Han relied on his ten days of hard work to successfully open two demon acupoints. One was used to kill Feng Tongzheng, the elder of the Crimson Firmament Sect who had brought several elite disciples to participate in the Swordsman Competition. The second was used to kill Lu Houde and the others.

After returning to Horizontal Imperial City, Master Wei opened another Demon Cave for him, and he also used this one…

In short, the current Xu Han had returned to his previous state. However, he naturally would not correct the outsiders' opinions of him. After all, it could make people awe-inspiring and would save him a lot of unnecessary trouble and prying.

At this moment, he was patiently explaining everything to Yan Zhan and Fang Ziyu about the Demon Suppressing Pagoda. Of course, he had heard all of this from Yuan Xiucheng without moving. He estimated that after the tower was opened, the person in charge would explain it to others. Yan Zhan was not worried, but Fang Ziyu's careless nature made him a little worried. He had no choice but to explain it to her in detail.

At this moment, a commotion suddenly broke out in the crowd. At that time, Xu Han and the others put away their ongoing conversations and turned their heads to look.

However, he saw that the slightly bulky Pavilion Master of the Sword Handling Pavilion had come together with a skinny monk who was already too old. Behind them stood many swordsmen, including Nangong Jing, as well as a group of monks in grey robes with silent expressions.

"That old monk is the abbot of Long Yin Temple. Master Bu Ku, he is very old. It is said that he obtained the living Buddha inherited from Li Dongjun, the Great Xia Imperial Teacher." Seeing this group of people walk over, Yan Zhan, who was beside Xu Han, hurriedly leaned closer to Xu Han's ear and whispered.

Xu Han nodded and looked at the old monk without thinking much.

At that time, the crowd consciously separated, opening a path for Xiao Ran and Master Bu Ku.

Everyone stepped in and walked straight to the center of the empty space. At that time, Xiao Ran and the old monk exchanged a glance. The swordsman behind them surged out, forcing the crowd to retreat. Before anyone could understand what was going on, the group of monks brought by Master Buku suddenly formed a circle behind them. Then, the monks sat down cross-legged. Their faces were silent. They clasped their hands together in front of their chests and chanted Buddhist titles. Golden rays of light spread out. The crowd could not hear the Buddhist titles clearly, nor could they see the spirit formation clearly. They only felt that a majestic momentum spread out in that instant, causing the hearts of the people to be filled with reverence.

A few breaths later, a huge golden Buddha statue sitting on the lotus platform suddenly appeared within the circular barrier formed by the group of monks.

The statue of the Buddha was dignified and dazzling with golden light. One of his hands slowly reached out and slapped towards the ground.

Boom!

A muffled sound exploded.

Under the astonished gazes of the crowd, a huge iron tower slowly rose from the ground and appeared in front of them through the Buddha statue.

Everyone's hearts trembled when they saw this realm, and they mostly regained their senses. It turned out that the so-called Demon Suppressing Tower was actually hidden in this empty space.

The tower was about a hundred feet tall and was made of cold iron. It was covered with various kinds of iron chains. Occasionally, some unclear Sanskrit characters would appear and flash away. It was obvious that some powerful beings had engraved the seals on it. At the moment the tower appeared, a terrifying demonic aura surged out and filled the entire arena.

"This is the Demon Suppressing Tower!" At this moment, Nangong Jing walked to the front of the pagoda and looked around at the people with shocked expressions on their faces. Then, he said loudly.

"This pagoda was forged by our ancestors to seal the Great Demon. The pagoda is divided into ten floors, and there are various types of illusionary demons inside!"

…

Most of what Nangong Jing said wasn't much different from what Xu Han had heard from Yuan Xiucheng, but there were some details that Yuan Xiucheng hadn't said.

For example, once they entered the pagoda, everyone would be teleported to a certain location on the first floor of the pagoda. Although the pagoda didn't look like more than ten zhang, its interior was incomparably large. After absorbing enough Origin Demonic Energy, cultivators would be teleported out. Moreover, each layer could only enter and not retreat. Therefore, each cultivator had to choose a suitable number of layers to kill the Illusory Demons according to their abilities to obtain Demonic Energy.

And this Essence Demonic Energy was very likely an enormous help for everyone present to ascend to the Immortal Realm in the future.

Hearing this, everyone's gazes became eager. After all, this Demon Suppressing Pagoda could be said to be one of the main purposes for most of the people present to participate in the Sword Handling Pavilion Tournament.

Not only are these newly promoted swordsmen, Even Nangong Jing and the others were excited. After all, they had been engaged in the Sword Handling Pavilion for many years. Previously, due to some rules, they needed sufficient merits to obtain the qualifications to enter the Demon Suppressing Pagoda. Now that all the newly promoted swordsmen could enter, Xiao Ran naturally could not be biased. Therefore, everyone, including Nangong Jing, was allowed to enter the Demon Suppressing Pagoda together this time.

Following Nangong Jing's order, everyone lined up and began to walk into the Demon Suppressing Pagoda that Great Xia Jianghu regarded as a sacred land.

…

"Ai, old baldy, are you cheating me with that kid Li Yulin?" Seeing the small monk in the crowd, the distant Xiao Ran suddenly approached the old monk with his head lowered and eyebrows lowered, and asked softly.

"Amitabha, monks don't talk nonsense. What does Benefactor Xiao mean by that?" When the old monk heard this, he chanted a long Buddha chant and replied without raising his head.

The fat-headed Pavilion Master did not like this monk's pretending to be foolish and knowingly asking the same question.

He frowned and pointed at the small monk in the crowd. "Old baldy, you have seen clearly who that fellow is."

The old monk calmly lifted his head and looked at the small monk. Guang Lingui, who had not yet stepped into the tower, seemed to have some feelings at that time. He also turned his head and looked at the place where the old monk was. At that time, the calm-looking old monk's expression changed slightly, but he quickly returned to his original state. He withdrew his gaze and whispered, "It's just fate."

"Don't deceive me! Is Li Dongjun not dead?" Xiao Ran waved his sleeve and directly asked.

"The Imperial Teacher has been in seclusion for many years and has only contacted His Majesty. Benefactor Xiao's tone is aggressive as he asks the poor monk. Why don't you ask His Majesty?" The old monk returned to his indifferent expression and replied.

Xiao Ran was increasingly unable to see this old fellow's ability to push the ball. He curled his lips and said, "I have already gone to look for that kid surnamed Li. He refused to see me because of illness."

At this point, Xiao Ran intentionally paused, but his gaze fell straight on the old monk's face, trying to see something from his expression. However, this old fellow had lived for so many years, and his temperament was naturally good. At this moment, he still looked as if he had nothing to do with himself.

Seeing this, Xiao Ran sneered in his heart and thought to himself, "Let's see how long you can continue pretending."

At that moment, a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his lips and he said again, "You know, I am a straightforward person with a single muscle in my head. The more he doesn't tell me, the more I need to figure it out."

"That's why I went to that broken temple a few days ago and found the tomb with the words' Great Xia Imperial Teacher Li Dongjun's tomb 'written on it."

As if he had sensed something, the muscles on the old monk's face twitched slightly, but he still said, "Since we have found the tomb, we should let him be buried in peace."

"Naturally." Xiao Ran looked at the old monk who forced himself to be calm and his expression became even more grim. "But I thought again, if the State Teacher didn't die, wouldn't this tomb be a curse on him? So, I …"

At this point, Xiao Ran stopped again and looked at the old monk with interest. Although the old monk was still calm and relaxed, his erect ears were clearly extremely concerned about Xiao Ran's actions.

"That's why I dug up that tomb."

"Guess what? There's nothing in that tomb!"

The muscles on Master Bu Ku's face twitched again. He could no longer hold his calm. He widened his eyes and looked at the smiling Pavilion Master. He pointed at his nose and scolded, "Fatty Xiao! You dare to dig my master's grave!!!"

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