Seeing Nangong Li stretching out his hand, I subconsciously took a step back and hugged Han Xue behind me.

"Why, do you still want to carry this girl to the Holy Sword Sect? Are you not afraid of taking her to bind your hands and feet and letting you go without going back?" Nangong Li said to me with a smile, but his smile made me feel so strange.

I looked at Han Xue behind me. It was indeed very dangerous to take her to the Holy Sword Sect, but I was not very relieved when I handed it to Nangong Li, and I was in a dilemma for a moment.

"Senior, since he has been here, why didn't he show up just now? Also, why did he go to the Holy Sword Path to kill their disciples in the sect during the day? If he wanted to save my elder brother and Aotian, he wouldn't have retreated alone, right?" I asked.

Nangong Li just smiled faintly and ignored my questioning tone, "I went to the Holy Sword Dao because I realized that their sect has become a lackey in Buddhism. It is the shame of sword cultivator, so I went to teach them a lesson. As for your elder brother and the others, there will be no danger yet. They did not come back because they were trapped, but just wanted to take the opportunity to show the secret of the Holy Sword Dao."

"The secret of the Holy Sword Dao?" I subconsciously glanced at the old man next to me, and found that his eyes were dodging, and then I realized that he had something to hide from me.

"Say, what's the secret of the Holy Swordsmanship!" I grabbed the old man and put a sword on his neck.

"I, I, I don't know either!" the old man said nervously.

I directly pushed the sword across, and the sword edge pierced his skin, and a stream of blood flowed down the sword edge. As long as I went deeper, I could kill him.

"Follower of the Sect!" the old man shouted quickly, "There is a mountain range behind the Sect. There is snow all year round on the mountains. There is a sect gatekeeper. Only the sect leaders of all generations know what is inside. Perhaps the secret of the sect is that!"

"The Holy Sword Taoist has been passed down for many years and has been surviving. According to the Buddhist style of doing things, what's the use of them even if they really surrender to Buddhism? No one in the world knows better than me. If it weren't for the Holy Sword Taoist that made Buddhism afraid or interested, I'm afraid that the Holy Sword Taoist has become history now." Nangong Li spoke slowly.

After saying this, Nangong Li stared at the old man, and an eagle-like light burst out from his eyes, "You really don't know anything?"

Hearing Nangong Li's words, I looked at the old man again. He looked nervous. After hearing Nangong Li's threatening words, he finally closed his eyes in despair, "How could you know what's happening in my sect?"

Nangong Li ignored it and still looked at the old man like this, waiting for his reply.

"Okay, since I have fallen into your hands, I won't hide it anymore. But I really don't know what is in the snow mountain. I just heard the sect leader say that the secrets are related to Buddhism. After all, the Holy Sword Taoist and Buddhism have been fighting for many years. Even if they are now declining, they still have some foundation left back then!"

"After the ancestors of all generations of the sect died, I don't know what it was for. After all, my status in the sect is not that high, and I am still old. I may not be able to improve my cultivation for life, so I have been marginalized long ago." After the old man finished speaking, a helplessness emerged.

I ignored his emotions, and after repeated threats, I could not find out what to ask before I gave up.

Nangong Li did not continue to ask questions at this time, but turned his head to look at me, "If you want to go, you can hand over this girl to me. If you don't want to, I won't force you. Everything is your freedom."

Nangong Li suddenly said this and didn't know what to do.

His explanation is reasonable, but maybe I have developed a suspicious personality, so I always have to doubt someone when I meet.

However, when I saw Nangong Li's white-clothed figure, I hesitated. Can a lover who has given up his cultivation for a thousand years be a bad person?

What's more, Nangong Li saved my life twice, and even for this, I have no reason to doubt him!

And now, apart from Nangong Li, I don’t seem to have a better choice. I will take Han Xue to break into the dragon’s and tiger’s den. What if there is any accident in my life, wouldn’t I regret it for the rest of my life?

"Please help me take care of Xue'er!" I said to Nangong Li.

Nangong Li didn't say anything, just turned around and left, I knew he had agreed.

I took Han Xue back to the house, and then took the old man to the Holy Sword Sect.

The last words of the Dragon-Slaying True Man before his death were to find an opportunity to bring the Holy Sword Taoist back to the East in the future. However, after seeing these Holy Sword Taoist disciples, I felt more and more disappointed, and I was even thinking about re-creating a sect in the East.

This old man guided me all the way, perhaps because I showed my strength, so he was very respectful to me. On the way, I asked about the Holy Sword Taoist again, and he basically answered me.

"You just said that all the sect leaders of the Holy Sword Dao were buried in the snow-capped mountains. Why is that?"

"Only the sect knows about the forbidden land, I don't know anything about it."

Seeing him like this, I don’t know whether it is true or not, but I am more curious about the snow mountain. I don’t know if my elder brother has seen something, otherwise I wouldn’t have entered the snow mountain.

We arrived at our destination in half a day.

It’s really strange to say that the Western world is completely different from the earth’s environment. The lakeside of West before was still full of spring, but when it came here, it was covered with snow!

"Sect, in the mountains?"

"Yes, the entrance of the sect is covered by a formation, and it is difficult for ordinary people to see!" the old man replied respectfully.

I have seen this method before, and it is the same method as the Buddhist gatekeeper at Mount Sumeru. However, the sect formation of the Holy Sword Dao is obviously much weaker than that of the Buddhist sect, so that I can feel it here.

"What is the strongest cultivation level in the holy sword path?" I asked again.

"The sect leader had reached the second level of the Heavenly Immortals decades ago, and was considered the number one master in the sect."

I turned my head to look at him, "If you dare to lie to me, I will kill you! Lead the way forward."

The old man pinched his fingers and recited a series of spells from his mouth, and the mountain gate slowly opened.

As soon as the mountain gate opened, I felt a sharp feeling, like a sharp sword was unsheathed, with a magnificent sword intent!

"Fellow Taoist, please come in!" The old man said respectfully to me.

As soon as I stepped in, I felt dizzy, but I had already adapted to this feeling, and soon we entered the sect.

As soon as I entered the sect, what I saw was the corpses all over the mountains! The corpses were everywhere, and blood stained the white mountains!

"What's going on?" I was also surprised to see this scene. There were at least hundreds of corpses on the mountain, and they were all sword cultivators wearing monk robes and holding long swords. You could tell at a glance that they were disciples of the Holy Sword Taoist!

"This, this, junior brother!" the old man suddenly shouted nervously, and then I saw him running towards one of the bodies.

I was about to stop him because I felt that the place was a little weird, but before my hand could be reached out, he had already left me.

The strong smell of blood around me made me feel uneasy. Suddenly, I saw the corpse on the ground seemingly moving slightly.

"Be careful!" I shouted quickly!

Just as I spoke, two "corpses" jumped high in the snow and killed the old man together!

Although the old man was injured by me and was in a sneak attack, he was still a master of the first grade of Earth Immortals. How could he surrender?

I saw him pinch his hands into finger tips, and he calmly met him up. With one finger, he bounced away the sword that stabbed him in the chest, then got up and kicked another person in the chest!

"Say, who are you?" the old man shouted angrily!

I looked at the scene around me, and it seemed that the Holy Sword Dao was destroyed. Then I walked towards the old man and prepared to see who sent these people.

However, at this moment, eighteen iron chains suddenly rose on the ground and surrounded the old man in the middle!

When the old man saw this scene, his eyes were fixed and he pointed out again. When he reached his realm, even if he had no sword in his hand, the power of the finger was different. Ordinary steel could not fight against it.
Chapter completed!