The Queen travels through time and dominates the four realms

Chapter 514

However, outside the villa, there were several men in black guarding, each holding a sharp blade and with sharp eyes, obviously not wanting outsiders to approach easily.

"Looks like we have to give it a try." Ren Xiaoyao whispered, and the long sword in his hand was gently unsheathed, with the tip of the sword pointing to the sky, and a sense of awe arises spontaneously.

Ye Jinghong also drew his sword to meet the attack. The two looked at each other, and with full understanding, they spread their bodies and rushed towards the man in black like two lightning bolts.

Swords flashed, blades whistled, and a fierce battle broke out in an instant. Ren Xiaoyao's swordsmanship was sharp, and every move was accurate and aimed directly at the enemy's heart; Ye Jinghong's swordsmanship was like flowing water, and his swordsmanship was continuous and hard to resist.

Although there were many men in black, they were vulnerable in front of the two masters. Soon, the area in front of the villa was in a mess, and the men in black were either dead or injured. No one could stop them from moving forward.

"Brother Ren, look!" Ye Jinghong suddenly shouted loudly, pointing his finger to a hidden place in the villa, where there seemed to be some secret hidden.

Ren Xiaoyao's eyes fixed, and he immediately understood Ye Jinghong's intention. The two of them no longer hesitated and quickly ran towards the secret place. After passing through many obstacles, they finally came to a secret room. There were ancient runes engraved on the door, exuding a mysterious atmosphere.

"Is this the core of Sword Forging Villa?" Ren Xiaoyao gently stroked the runes on the door, feeling excited.

Ye Jinghong nodded, "It seems we have found the right place, but I don't know what secrets are hidden behind this door."

As soon as the voice fell, the door of the secret room slowly opened, revealing a deep passage. Ren Xiaoyao and Ye Jinghong looked at each other and walked in without hesitation. What kind of adventure would greet them?

At the end of the passage, a huge furnace came into view, with flames blazing, illuminating everything around. Next to the furnace, a white-haired old man was concentrating on forging a sword, and the sword was emitting a strange light that made people dare not look directly at it.

"You are finally here." The old man's voice was deep and powerful, with a hint of vicissitudes.

Ren Xiaoyao and Ye Jinghong stopped and looked surprised. "Are you the owner of the Sword Forging Villa?"

The old man nodded, a smile flashed in his eyes, "Yes, I am the last owner of this Sword Forging Villa. Decades ago, I made a promise that whoever could find this place, I would pass on my life's learning to him. Now, you are the ones I am waiting for."

Hearing this, Ren Xiaoyao and Ye Jinghong were overjoyed. They knew that this would be an opportunity to change their destiny.

"Senior, we are willing to accept your teachings and learn the art of swordmaking." Ren Xiaoyao bowed, his tone full of sincerity.

The old man nodded with satisfaction. "Very good, then from today on, you are the heirs of the Sword Forging Villa. Remember, the way of sword forging is not only about skills, but also about character. Only those with justice in their hearts can forge true magic weapons."

Ren Xiaoyao and Ye Jinghong smiled at each other. They knew that although this journey would be full of hardships, what they would gain in the end would be priceless treasures.

"Senior, we will live up to your expectations." Ren Xiaoyao said firmly, and Ye Jinghong nodded in agreement.

Since then, there were two more diligent and studious disciples in Zhujian Villa, and the story of Ren Xiaoyao and Ye Jinghong also spread in the world and became a good story.

"Brother Ren, what do you think of that sword?" Ye Jinghong asked, pointing at a long sword that was being quenched.

Ren Xiaoyao's eyes sparkled, "This sword is sharp, but it can also hide its edge, just like our state of mind, which is both aggressive and calm."

Ye Jinghong smiled and said, "Brother Ren is right. It seems that our sword-making journey is not only a sharpening of skills, but also a spiritual practice."

Ren Xiaoyao nodded, a thoughtful look flashed in his eyes, "Yes, perhaps this is the real secret of the Sword Forging Villa."

The two smiled at each other, their hearts full of anticipation and longing, because they knew that the road ahead was still long, but as long as they had a sword and a dream in their hearts, nothing was impossible.

That would be a very different kind of adventure deep in the dense forests of Miaojiang.

The moonlight sprinkled on the dense treetops like water, mottled and colorful, like the pupil of the night, spying on every intruder in the dark. Ren Xiaoyao, wearing a green shirt and a long sword on his waist, walked lightly among the ancient trees, and every step seemed to have some mysterious resonance with this ancient land. His destination was the legendary Five Poison Sect hidden in the deep forest, a place full of mystery and danger.

"It is said that the Five Poison Sect has hidden secret manuals of peerless martial arts. Anyone who sets foot in will die." Ren Xiaoyao muttered in his heart, but his eyes flashed with an unyielding light. "But in order to find the antidote to cure my junior sister, I will go there even if it is a dangerous place."

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew, and the leaves rustled, as if countless pairs of eyes were staring at him in the dark. "Who!" Ren Xiaoyao frowned slightly, stopped suddenly, and looked around vigilantly.

"Haha, how can we be rude to a distinguished guest?" A cold voice came from all directions, and then several black shadows jumped down from the treetops and surrounded Ren Xiaoyao. They were dressed in strange clothes and held all kinds of strange weapons. They were obviously disciples of the Five Poison Sect.

"I wonder what brings you here so late at night?" The leader walked out slowly, his eyes sharp and his tone scrutinizing.

"I'm the wandering knight Ren Xiaoyao. I've come to visit your leader and ask for a favor." Ren Xiaoyao clasped his fists as a gesture of greeting, looking calm, although he was already prepared to draw his sword at any time.

"Oh? What's so urgent that you have to visit me so late at night?" The man's eyes flickered, and he was obviously skeptical about Ren Xiaoyao's words.

"This is a matter of life and death, it's very serious." Ren Xiaoyao said in a deep voice, "My junior sister was accidentally poisoned, only your sect's unique antidote can cure her, I hope you can help her."

"It's not that we don't have the antidote, but we need something in exchange." The man sneered, "If you can get through our Five Poison Formation, then everything will be easy."

"Five Poison Formation?" Ren Xiaoyao frowned. He knew that the Five Poison Formation was the treasure of the Five Poison Sect. The formation was full of traps and poisons. One would be doomed if not careful.

"Yes, the Five Poison Formation contains the changes of the five elements and the power of poisonous insects. It cannot be broken by ordinary martial arts." The man was very proud. "But if you can get through it, I will give you the antidote with both hands."

"Okay, I promise you." Ren Xiaoyao's eyes flashed with determination, "I hope your master will keep his word."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Five Poison Formation slowly started up, and the surrounding scenery changed instantly. The original trees turned into white bones, and the ground under his feet was no longer solid, but boiling poison. Ren Xiaoyao knew that this was an illusion, but the poison of the Five Poison Sect was a real threat. He had to stay awake to get through this formation.

"Brother Xiaoyao, be careful!" A crisp shout pierced through the fog. It was Ren Xiaoyao's junior sister. She was imprisoned somewhere in the formation and was trying her best to guide him.

"Don't worry, junior sister. I will definitely rescue you!" Ren Xiaoyao felt warm in his heart, and a sense of strength arose spontaneously. He swung his sword at the illusion in front of him, and moved towards the center of the formation step by step.

After a fierce battle, Ren Xiaoyao finally stood in the center of the formation. In front of him was the leader of the Five Poison Sect, holding a bottle of precious antidote. "You really have some skills. Here is the antidote. I hope you will remember what happened today."

"Thank you." Ren Xiaoyao took the antidote with mixed feelings in his heart. He glanced at his junior sister who was trapped in the distance, and a firm look flashed in his eyes, "But this matter is not over yet, I will come back."

"Oh? Then I'll wait and see." The leader sneered, and his figure gradually disappeared into the mist.

Ren Xiaoyao turned around and stepped out of the Five Poison Formation, feeling both the joy of victory and uncertainty about the future. But he knew that no matter how difficult the road ahead was, as long as he had faith, nothing was impossible.

"Ren Xiaoyao, you did it." The junior sister's voice was weak and warm, like the gentlest spring breeze, blowing away all the fatigue and pain.

"Let's go home." Ren Xiaoyao responded softly, his eyes full of longing for the future and relief for the past. The two walked out of the dense forest side by side, and what greeted them would be a brand new beginning.

"You are always so brave and make me feel at ease." The junior sister said softly, her eyes full of admiration.

"Because of you, I am fearless." Ren Xiaoyao smiled. At that moment, all the suffering seemed to have turned into smoke, leaving only the most sincere feelings between each other, blooming the brightest light in this ancient and mysterious Miao land.

The moonlight is like water, sprinkled on the top of the ancient Mount Tai. In the tranquility, there is an unknown crisis. Ren Xiaoyao stands on the mountainside, with a long sword on his back, his clothes fluttering, and a solemn look in his eyes. The purpose of his trip is to find the legendary "Longyuan Sword", a magic weapon that can restrain evil forces. However, this sword is hidden in an ancient temple deep in Mount Tai, surrounded by traps and guarded by masters of the Five Poison Sect.

"Brother Ren, be careful with your steps. There may be a trap under these stone steps." A deep voice came from behind. It was his good friend and the young master of Zhujian Villa, Mo Yunfei.

Ren Xiaoyao nodded slightly, and moved his footsteps lightly, each step seemed cautious. The night breeze blew, bringing a hint of coolness, and also brought whispers from afar. "It seems that we are not the only ones who know the whereabouts of the 'Longyuan Sword'."

Mo Yunfei frowned, "The people from the Five Poison Sect will definitely not let us succeed easily."

The two quickened their pace and finally arrived in front of the ancient temple. The temple door was closed and it was quiet all around, with only the occasional sound of insects breaking the silence. Ren Xiaoyao took a deep breath and pushed open the heavy temple door. A musty smell hit his nose and he saw a dark passage in front of him.

"Let's go. We have to face any difficulties." Ren Xiaoyao's voice was firm and powerful.

At the end of the passage, a huge stone door blocked the way. It was engraved with complicated patterns and seemed to be a mechanism. Just as the two were trying to figure out how to open it, a cold laugh rang out from all directions.

"Hmph, you want the 'Longyuan Sword'? You have to get past me first!" As the voice fell, dozens of Five Poison Sect disciples in green robes suddenly appeared from the darkness and surrounded Ren Xiaoyao and Mo Yunfei.

The battle was about to start. Ren Xiaoyao drew out his sword, pointed the tip of the sword at the enemy, and his eyes flashed with an unyielding light. "Come on, let me show you my real swordsmanship!"

Mo Yunfei was not to be outdone, swinging his iron hammer like a tiger charging into a flock of sheep. The two men worked in perfect harmony, their swords and hammers intersecting, each strike carrying a sound of breaking through the air, and the Five Poison Sect disciples retreated step by step.

Just as the two sides were fighting fiercely, there was a loud noise, and the stone door slowly opened, revealing the road leading to the treasure. Ren Xiaoyao and Mo Yunfei looked at each other, and the flame of hope ignited in their hearts.

"Hurry, we have to go in!" Mo Yunfei shouted hurriedly.

The two men rushed into the secret room, ignoring the pursuers behind them. The room was glittering with golden light, and in the center was a stone platform, on which the Dragon Abyss Sword lay quietly, emitting a faint light.

"Found it, this is it!" Ren Xiaoyao was extremely excited and reached out to grab the legendary magic weapon.

At this moment, a black shadow suddenly jumped out from the darkness, with a sharp blade in his hand pointing directly at Ren Xiaoyao's back. At the critical moment, Mo Yunfei swung his hammer to block the attack, but was seriously injured.

“Yun Fei!” Ren Xiaoyao roared, turned around and killed the attacker with a sword, then picked up Mo Yun Fei, “Hold on, we’re leaving here right away!”

"Xiaoyao, don't worry about me, go and get the sword, that is our mission." Mo Yunfei said weakly, his eyes full of reluctance.

Ren Xiaoyao was grief-stricken, but he could not hesitate at this moment. He looked at Mo Yunfei deeply, turned around and took out his sword. With a flash of sword light, everything around him seemed to be still.