The Sword God of the South

The Underground Room

"What map is this?"

Zhang Fei turned to the Palm of Death and the others. He felt confused and curious about the map in question.

The five old men immediately approached him. They also looked at the map he was referring to.

"I think this map shows you something" said the old man.

"What is an heirloom?" zhang Fei asked spontaneously.

As the son of a swordsman, of course he already understood about heirlooms.

Only, is it true that the map shows the storage of heirlooms? Or does the map show something else?

"For more details, how about we go directly to this place?" said a member of the Five Demons Without Pardon.

"Hemm, good suggestion. But I better go there myself. You guys stay here and take good care of Fei's son" said the Palm of Death's Hand.

"alright. We understand, Chairman," they replied in unison.

Zhang Fei heard their chat clearly. From this, he began to understand that what the old man said was not a lie.

Now he believes that what he says is true.

"I'll be leaving tonight. You wait here" he said, reaffirming.

The members nodded. After deliberating for a while, they immediately sat together again while enjoying the hard wine and fresh meat.

Without feeling the time goes on. Even the night has come. The moon came with its bright glimmer of light.

The smell of flowers was smelled from the forest. The sound of bat squeaks sounded nonstop.

"Old man, when are you leaving?" zhang Fei asked his head.

"Now I'm going, too,"

"But now is still the beginning. There are still a lot of people hanging around,"

The atmosphere in Kanglam city is always crowded at all times. It was as if in that city there was no such thing as night time.

Zhang Fei knew about it. Therefore he hesitated a little when the old man said that he would leave at that very moment.

"Don't worry. From here to there it takes a long time. So according to the calculations, I will get there right at midnight," he explained.

The distance from the headquarters of the Five Unforgivable Demons to Kanglam City was indeed quite far. That was why the old man decided to leave right now.

"All right then. I'm sorry if I've been troubling you, old man,"

Zhang Fei then bowed half his body. A sign that he is starting to respect her.

"Hahaha .." The Palm of Death laughed out loud. When he was satisfied, he said again. "It doesn't need to be like that. It's all not okay,"

The perverted figure then chatted for a moment with four of his men. After he finished, without saying much more he immediately left.

As a heretical figure who already has a very high ability, of course the science of lightening his body need not be doubted.

Therefore, in just a few breaths, the Palm of the Hand of Death had already disappeared from sight.

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At midnight it's back. The Palm of Death's Hand had already arrived at Zhang Xin's residence earlier.

Now he was standing pensively within a distance of about a dozen spears. The old man has not moved. He just stared at the building that was already flat on the ground.

After solidifying the resolve, the perverted figure immediately shot out quickly. Heading to the building that was in front of his eyes.

Once there, he immediately reopened the map he had brought. It turned out that the location of the map did indeed show Zhang Xin's own house plan.

But where is the exact location?

The Palm of the Hand of Death tried to guess and find the main point. Once found, he headed straight to his destination.

It turned out that after further investigation, the map showed to a basement. The basement was right in the room of the Lightning Sword.

Unfortunately, the vast and magnificent building was already flattened to the ground. To find the basement, the Palm of the Hand of Death must first dismantle the existing building debris.

Thankfully, the effort was not in vain. He managed to find the basement that became the main key of the map he brought!

He then walked there after opening the entrance made of pure steel.

The atmosphere in the basement was very dark. Nothing can be seen. Let alone something, even to look at the fingers alone can not.

It was fortunate that the heretic had a very sharp and well-trained eye. So even though it was in complete darkness, he could still see quite clearly.

The basement is pretty deep. To reach the end, at least the Palm of the Hand of Death takes a few minutes.

He stopped for a moment. Trying to look back at the map carefully.

"The center of this map stops here. But, where's the repository for the heirloom?"

The Palm of the Hand of Death turned to the right and left. He was looking for where the treasure storage referred to by the map.

Several times doing experiments, the results are nil. He still could not find his exact place.

But after he started to give up, involuntarily his palm touched the walls of the basement. Not long after, the ground instantly shook quite violently. A rumbling voice immediately sounded.

A few moments later, suddenly a door opened.

It turned out that the door was located behind the right wall!

Inside there was a room that was also pitch-black.

"Hemm, that room must be where it's on the map" he murmured.

Without thinking much more, he went straight in there.

It turns out that what he had guessed before was indeed true. Right at the end of the room, there was a bed along one fathom made of pure jade.

On top of the bed was a wooden box that was about the same length. The wooden box was filled with dust.

Because there was no key, he opened it.

After the wooden box opened, immediately something seemed to stir his soul.

A sword with a silver sheath seemed to flash for a moment. Although it was not revoked, the Palm of the Hand of Death could already guess that it was an heirloom sword!

Beside the sword was a book that had been broken. The book is a shabby yellow. I don't know what kind of lesson this book is about.

But according to the estimation of the Palm of the Hand of Death, the book must have been the pair of the silver sword he had seen just now.

Without lingering any longer, he immediately brought the wooden box and straight out of the basement.

But how surprised the perverted figure when he had managed to go back up!