Ye Xiao stared at the attic in the distance, thought for a while, then slowly turned around and focused on the sword sacrificial ceremony.

He could not find the mysterious old man.

However, Ye Xiao had a hunch that if the other party wanted to do something, he would definitely appear at the sword ceremony.

At this time, on the rostrum, the host briefly warmed up and continued:

"As usual in previous years, I will still display the high-quality flying swords that are newly refined every year at Hidden Sword Villa. If anyone is interested in it, I hope everyone will bid enthusiastically. As for the method of transaction, you can directly trade with money, or you can choose

Join the Hidden Sword Villa as a worshiper and serve the Hidden Sword Villa for ten years. After ten years, this sword will be yours."

"Okay, let's not talk nonsense. This year, the Hidden Sword Villa has refined a total of nineteen flying swords, including fourteen that have reached the low-grade magic weapon level and five that have reached the mid-grade flying sword level. I will show today's flying swords.

The first low-grade flying sword - Xiangyun Sword."

The host said with a smile, clapped his hands, and immediately a hostess walked up with a pink sword in her hand.

The host's words immediately aroused a burst of discussion among the guests.

"Why are there only five middle-grade flying swords?"

"This Hidden Sword Villa is really getting worse every year. Last year, I managed to master a top-grade flying sword. This year, I don't even have a top-grade flying sword."

"Which family can't refine a middle-grade flying sword? Qingfeng Pavilion, Duobao Xuan, or the Famous Sword Family? Do you think that this year's Hidden Sword Villa can refine a high-grade flying sword?"

"I think it's only a matter of time before Qingfeng Pavilion surpasses Hidden Sword Villa, which has been passed down for thousands of years."

"The low-grade flying swords are all displayed at the Sword Sacrifice Ceremony. How short of money is the Hidden Sword Villa?"

"It's not cost-effective to pay for ten years of worship and exchange for a mid-grade flying sword!"

"If there is no high-grade flying sword, what is the Hidden Sword Villa? It's really a waste of my time."

…

Many of them had disdain on their faces, whispering among themselves, and a few even made sarcastic remarks.

Obviously, not everyone will buy the account of Hidden Sword Villa.

"Everyone, please be patient. Due to the decline of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth... the materials for refining flying swords are becoming more and more rare... even these middle and low-grade flying swords... are extremely rare."

The host's forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and he explained awkwardly.

Nineteen mid- to low-grade flying swords in one year is an extremely proud achievement for any other sect.

But it just so happens that he belongs to the Hidden Sword Villa, the best sword-making family in the world.

The title of No. 1 in the world does not allow for any mediocrity.

"Hidden Sword Villa has been having a hard time these past few years. Ever since the new owner Shen Fufeng came to power, the reputation of the number one sword-making family in the cultivation world has been in jeopardy." I don't know when Taoist Mu walked to Ye Xiao's house.

Next to him, he looked at the rostrum and said.

"Hey, they are a bunch of fools again. If you win the first place in the world, can you eat a few more bowls of rice?" Ye Xiao sighed and said, "By the way, send Meng Yun back first, and don't come out after you go back."

Yes. Tonight, West Lake City may be dangerous."

"Sir, what happened?" Mu Taoist asked.

"Hidden Sword Villa is not as simple as you think from the outside. A family with a thousand-year heritage cannot even refine a high-grade flying sword? So what does it mean to have what we encountered a few days ago?" Ye Xiao said with a smile.

"Sir, I'm a little confused. Does that flying sword have anything to do with this memorial ceremony?" Mu Taoren asked with confusion written all over his face.

A few days ago, Ye Xiao did steal a high-grade flying sword from Hidden Sword Villa.

But judging from the fact that Hidden Sword Villa did not ask Ye Xiao to return it, it seems that this sword is not the property of Hidden Sword Villa.

"Do your job well! As for the activities on the rostrum, it's just a sideshow. The real drama has already been prepared somewhere we don't know." Ye Xiao said calmly without answering him.

…

At this time, in the back hill of Hidden Sword Villa, the figure of the old man in green clothes appeared in the woods.

In front of him was Jianchi.

"See His Holiness."

When they saw the old man, two men in purple robes immediately leaned down and saluted the old man.

"Are you all ready?" The old man in green shirt asked coldly with no expression on his face.

"We have both confirmed the things Hidden Sword Villa promised, and there are quite a few of them..."

The old man nodded and walked slowly towards the sword pool.

In the sword pool, the wind and waves were calm, and the bottom of the pool was dotted with silver stars, as if the Milky Way had poured into the pool of water.

Looking carefully, this little bit of silver light is actually made up of flying swords, densely packed and covering the entire bottom of the pool.

"It's really a pity." The old man in green shirt glanced at Jianchi and sighed, "But this is the only way right now."

"Sword...come!"

Immediately, his expression condensed, and lightning seemed to flash across his eyes, instantly affecting his whole body.

The old man's green shirt moved automatically without the wind. He stretched out his right hand and pointed towards the sky.

The old man's finger turned into a dark rainbow, shooting straight into the sky.

"bump"

Circles of ripples suddenly appeared in the sky, and there were even electric lights traveling on these ripples, making a crackling sound.

As the sound reverberated, it continued to expand and turned into waves of rumbling thunder, descending between heaven and earth.

For a time, the sky was filled with thunderclouds.

In the venue of Hidden Sword Villa, many sword cultivators were still discussing enthusiastically.

At this time, the sudden appearance of thunder caused many people to subconsciously raise their heads and look to the sky.

"Why did everything suddenly change?"

"The weather forecast says it will be sunny tonight?"

"Could it be that God can't stand it anymore and wants this unreal sword ceremony to end as soon as possible?" Someone joked, which immediately caused a burst of laughter from the people around him.

"This thunder has the aura of the Mahayana period!" Ye Xiao looked up at the sky and frowned.

The thundercloud spread in all directions, spread out for about ten miles, and covered the entire Hidden Sword Villa. The thunder was rumbling, and it seemed that a rain was about to come at any time.

"Boom"

Suddenly, a lightning bolt as thick as a bucket fell from the sky, like a magic sword that penetrated the sky and the earth, and hit the sword pool on the back hill of the Hidden Sword Villa.

"Buzz buzz!"

The moment the thunder and lightning fell, the swords of all the guests trembled violently.

"What happened?" Someone immediately realized that something was wrong and said in horror.

There were several flying swords around that had already flown out of their scabbards and were flying towards the sky.

"My sword is out of control." The face of the Tianjian Sect's master changed. The sword box behind him shattered, and fifteen black flying swords soared into the sky from the sword box.

"Thousands of swords are roaring together, is there another king's soldier appearing in the world?" The head of Tianquan Sword Sect forcibly suppressed the flying sword in his scabbard, his expression ugly.

The next moment, his scabbard was shattered into pieces by the sword energy, and the flying sword slashed backwards, cutting off the Tianquan Sword Sect leader's right hand and flying towards the sky.

"No, only Feijian is affected!" the leader of the Iron Sword Sect next to him said with a frown.

His flying sword had flown away long ago, leaving only the empty scabbard.

"Boom"

Another bolt of lightning fell, like a giant hammer hitting everyone's heart.
Chapter completed!