Zhou Chen saw that it seemed to be saluting into the cave, and he understood in his heart, and thought to himself: "Dugu Qiubai turns out to live here. This giant eagle has been tamed by him for a long time, and it actually knows some human etiquette." Seeing the ugly eagle. With a respectful expression, Zhou Chen didn't want to leave a bad impression on it, so he simply came to the cave and bowed a few times. Seeing this, the eagle's eyes seemed to look at Zhou Chen a little softer, and then he pulled the corners of his clothes with his mouth and stepped in. Zhou Chen followed closely behind the big eagle and entered the cave. He saw that the cave was dark and extremely cool. From time to time, mountain wind blew into the cave, making a whimpering sound, as if thousands of lonely souls were crying softly, which was heart-breaking. His hair was tight, giving him a creepy feeling. He was worried in his heart, secretly cursing that Dugu Laomo probably had heavy tastes when he was alive. He chose to settle here without fear of being scared to death. This cave is actually very shallow, less than three feet long, and it has reached the end. There is nothing else in the cave except a stone table and a stone bench. The ugly eagle called several times to the corner of the cave. Zhou Chen saw a pile of rubble rising up in the corner of the cave, which looked like a tomb. He thought to himself: "It seems that this is the burial place of Dugu Qiubei. It's a pity that Brother Diao doesn't have it." If you can speak, I will have to ask Senior Dugu if there are any relics left behind." Thinking of the settings in most martial arts novels, Zhou Chen looked at the tomb with a little jealousy, and wanted to open it up and take a look, but he had to do this. The ugly eagle had to risk his life with him. After thinking about it for a long time, he finally gave up this tempting idea. Zhou Chen couldn't help but laugh at himself and thought: "This unsolved mystery should be left to future generations to explore, but I don't know if there are any future generations, hey" Zhou Chen sighed for a long time, looked up, and suddenly saw the cave wall There seemed to be vague writing on it, but it was covered in dust and moss, so it was impossible to see clearly in the dark. Zhou Chen thought for a while, took out the fire stick he had with him, lit a dead branch on fire, and reached out to wipe away the moss on the cave wall. Sure enough, three lines of words were revealed. The writing was very thin, but it was very deep into the stone. , it was obviously cut with a very sharp blade, he looked at it intently. "I have traversed the rivers and lakes for more than thirty years, killing all the enemies and defeating all the heroes. There is no one in the world who can resist me. I have nothing to do. I can only live in seclusion in the deep valleys and have eagles as my friends. Wow, I have never been able to find an enemy in my life. I am so lonely and embarrassed. "Yes." The following inscription is: "The sword demon Dugu seeks defeat." Zhou Chen read these three lines over and over again, deeply feeling the loneliness and loneliness in them, and secretly admired this Dugu. Qiufei is definitely considered a strange person. He lives in seclusion in a deep valley just because he is invincible in the world. His martial arts are so profound and exquisite that I don't know how advanced they are. However, Dugu Qiubai was known as the "Sword Demon", he wielded the sword like a god, and his name was "Qiubai". He traveled all over the world to find someone who could defeat him, but he was never able to do so. He finally died here in depression. No matter how much he thought about it, He was somewhat unwilling to do so, and not many of his famous deeds were circulated in the martial arts world. He also left behind no boxing manual, sword manual, or disciples to pass on his peerless martial arts, which really made people sigh. After all, it is the dream of every person in the world to leave his name when he dies, and when a flying goose passes by he leaves his voice. Zhou Chen was leisurely fascinated by the memory of his predecessor Feng Lie. In this way, only I can inherit the mantle of his predecessor and make you famous in the world, he couldn't help thinking shamelessly. After looking back for a long time, he held up the lit dead branch and looked at the cave wall to see that there were no other writings. Then Zhou Chen explored the cave for another week. Except for the pile of stone tombs, there were no traces. I felt slightly disappointed. But then Zhou Chen cheered up, turned to the big eagle and said: "Brother Diao, when we came down, we saw the beautiful scenery behind the cave. I want to take a look, is it possible?" Lead Zhou Chen to the back of the cave. Behind the cave, the trees are green and the mountain air is beautiful. Zhou Chen walked leisurely, seemingly admiring the scenery. After walking for a while, he came to a cliff. The cliff is like a huge screen, soaring into the sky. In the middle of the cliff, about twenty feet above the ground, there is a big stone three to four feet square, which is like a platform. There are words faintly carved on the stone, and you can look up. , and clearly saw the two characters "Jianzhong". Zhou Chen¡¯s eyes lit up. Sword Tomb, Sword Tomb, Dugu Qiubei¡¯s sword was buried here, and the magic weapon was exactly what he lacked. When I approached the cliff, I saw that there was no vegetation growing on the stone wall. It was so bare that there was no room for hands and feet. I don¡¯t know how people in those days climbed up. After looking at it for a while, he suddenly saw clumps of moss growing every few feet on the cliff, with dozens of clumps arranged straight up. Zhou Chen's heart moved slightly, as if he had some realization. He saw the ugly eagle standing not far away, watching. He didn't seem to have any intention of stopping him, so he simply jumped up, reached into the bottom clump of moss, and grabbed a handful of black mud. It turned out to be a small cave. It was expected that Dugu Qiubei had dug it with a sharp weapon. Over time, mud accumulated in the cave, causing moss to grow. Zhou Chen used the Lifting Technique, circulated his true energy, and jumped several feet high. He stepped on the first floor with his left foot.He jumped up into the small hole, aimed his right foot at the second moss and kicked it in. The soft mud burst out, and there was indeed another hole on the stone wall that could accommodate it. After climbing for more than ten feet like this, Zhou Chen gradually got used to the up and down, and his speed gradually increased. He jumped like an ape, and in an instant he was on the platform. Zhou Chen stood firm and looked closely at the rock. He saw two lines of stone carvings with smaller fonts next to the two big characters "Sword Tomb" on the stone. "The sword demon Dugu Qiufei is invincible in the world, so he buried his sword here. Woohoo! The heroes are tied up, the sword is empty, how sad!" The sentence is sharp, revealing endless arrogance, but Zhou Chen takes it for granted, Dugu seeks defeat and is rampant in the world. Dugu's nine swords can defeat all kinds of magic with one sword. He should be so heroic. Zhou Chen looked at the two lines of stone carvings and groped for the handwriting for a long time. There was nothing special about it. Then he raised his head and looked away. The stone platform was not big and everything was clearly visible. There were many stones piled up on a large platform in one corner. grave. This tomb faces away from the valley, looking up and wide. Although it is a sword tomb, it occupies the whole place. Zhou Chen was about to open the sword tomb and take a look at the magical weapons inside. Suddenly he heard a chirping sound coming from the bottom of the mountain wall. Looking down, he saw the divine eagle stretching out its claws to grasp the cave on the cliff, and was arrogant. Jumping up, although its body was heavy, its legs and claws were very powerful, and it was on the platform in an instant. The divine eagle looked for a moment, then nodded to Zhou Chen, called a few times, the sound was very peculiar, then stretched out its steel claws, grabbed the stone on the sword tomb, and moved it aside. Zhou Chen could see it clearly, and after a little thought, he knew what it meant, and he was very happy. Brother Diao, he is indeed my close friend. This is the rhythm of giving me the sword.