Fantasy script: I am the villain of destiny

On the mountain behind the royal family.

It is dark and foggy all year round here, and it looks very gloomy.

At this time, Ye Xuan took Shengtian to the abandoned stone temple in Houshan.

Back then, it was here that Ye Xuan got the will of the sword god of the previous generation, so he went to Zhensheng Tower to find the bamboo sword.

Since Shengtian lived in the same period as Sword God, maybe Shengtian could see some things about Sword God.

On the steps in front of the stone temple, an old man dressed in sackcloth and hunched over his back was leisurely sweeping the fallen leaves.

It was the old sweeper, Hai Lao.

"Old Hai."

Ye Xuan stepped forward, bowed slightly and said.

Hai Laoben glanced at it casually, and then planned to withdraw his gaze.

But the moment he saw Ye Xuan, Old Hai's turbid eyes suddenly brightened, and his eyes were rolling with excitement.

His broom-holding hands trembled slightly and pointed at Ye Xuan.

"you..."

Ye Xuan raised his head,

"Old Hai, what's wrong with you?"

Hai Lao hesitated for a while, and restrained his emotions.

"It's okay, what are you doing?"

"Lao Hai, you promised me back then that if I could get the chance in the Zhensheng Tower, you would open the temple gate for me again."

"Now that what I have to do has been completed, is it time for you to fulfill your original promise?"

Ye Xuan asked with a smile.

Hai Lao hesitated for a while, and said:

"Good boy, it didn't disappoint me. I've heard of your deeds in the town of Saint Tower. Even the saints have been shriveled in your hands, not bad."

As Hai Lao said, he opened the temple door tremblingly.

"You should know the rules."

Opening the temple door, Hai Lao said to Ye Xuan slowly.

"Ye Xuan bowed his hands and walked into the temple gate with Shengtian."

At the last moment of walking into the temple gate, Shengtian and Hailao's eyes met invariably.

Shengtian frowned slightly, feeling that the old man in front of him was not so simple.

Randomly, Shengtian retracted his gaze and followed Ye Xuan into the door.

"Owner..."

After the two entered the door, Hai Lao's eyes suddenly became wet.

Hai Lao was the first disciple who followed Sword God at the beginning. How could Hai Lao not feel the aura of Sword God?

...

"Who is that old man?"

Walking through the gate, Shengtian asked Ye Xuan.

"Lao Hai, the gatekeeper of the back mountain of the Dazhou royal family, nothing special."

Ye Xuan said at random.

Hailao is like a transparent person in the Dazhou royal family, Ye Xuan did not do much research on Hailao.

"Oh, really?"

Shengtian asked with interest.

Ye Xuan stopped.

"Could it be that there are any secrets about Hai Lao?"

Shengtian laughed a few times, and then his eyes became a little deep.

"I don't know why, but I felt a dangerous aura in him."

"Danger?"

Ye Xuan was taken aback for a moment, Shengtian was a master of the ninth level of Reverence Martial Realm, and he was a leader who stepped into the ranks of saints thousands of years ago.

Although it is said that the current strength is not as good as before, but in Jiuxiao Continent, it is still a top powerhouse.

Even the hall master of the Saint Race is helpless.

How could such a generation of powerhouses feel danger in a gatekeeper of the Great Zhou royal family?

But Ye Xuan did not deny Shengtian's words, and Ye Xuan still knew something about Shengtian's ability.

"Then who do you think Hai Lao is?"

Ye Xuan asked.

"I don't know about this, but what makes me feel dangerous is at least the quasi-holy procession."

"Quasi holy?"

Ye Xuan was taken aback.

A gatekeeper of the Great Zhou royal family, a quasi-sage?

In Jiuxiao Continent, the identity of the quasi-sage is already the strongest on the continent.

Ye Xuan still didn't quite believe it when he said that Hailao was a quasi-sage.

"If you say that, I'm really a little strange. It stands to reason that people like this are old, and no one should see them in the Dazhou royal family."

"But whether it is the great saints, elders, or even the guardians of the royal family, they are all respectful to Hai Lao."

"If Hai Lao didn't allow me to enter the Houshan Stone Temple, I'm afraid even the royal guardians would not be able to set foot in the back mountain."

Ye Xuan said.

Although Hai Lao's status in the royal family is not high, he is only a small gatekeeper.

But why, even the guardians of the royal family dare not disturb Hai Lao easily?

This left Ye Xuan puzzled.

"If you say that, maybe this old man is really unusual."

Shengtian clapped his hands and said casually.

Although he felt a dangerous aura in the still-old body, it was not enough to make Shengtian jealous.

After all, Shengtian is also one of the saints who stood aloof in the ancient times. Even if he is now at the ninth level of the Venerable Martial Realm, he is the pinnacle of the Venerable Martial Realm.

And an old monster who has lived for thousands of years, Ye Xuan will not believe it if he doesn't have amazing trump cards in his hand.

"Then you say, will Elder Hai be a member of the Saint Clan?"

Sheng Tian waved his hand.

"Don't worry about this, when the Sword God killed the Holy God on Jiuxiao Continent, he left a mark on his body."

"This kind of imprint will affect everyone in the Holy Race, and they are not allowed to set foot on Jiuxiao Continent for half a step."

"If he is a saint, even a saint, under the will of the sword god, will be wiped out."

"And the guardians of your royal family are all respectful to him, indicating that they know the identity of this old man."

Shengtian said casually.

Ye Xuan nodded. As long as Hai Lao is not a member of the Holy Race, it's fine.

Now that I know that Hai Lao's identity is not simple, and he may still be a quasi-sacred powerhouse, then Ye Xuan will have a better chance of winning when he fights against the saints in the future.

Without doing much research on this matter, the two began to walk towards the innermost.

When he reached the stone platform, Ye Xuan first bowed respectfully, and then started to walk forward.

On the stone platform, a mottled great sword was erected, and an old man in black clothes held the great sword, looking extremely mighty.

It was the previous Sword God.

"It seems that it is really the last Sword God, this is the real Sword God itself."

Shengtian said with a shocked expression.

Ye Xuan nodded, at first he couldn't believe that the person in front of him was actually a Sword God.

The Sword God guards the Jiuxiao Continent, and is revered by countless people as the guardian deity of the continent, and there are many enshrined in countless stone temples.

But Ye Xuan did not expect that a small Da Zhou royal family actually existed in the Sword God itself.

"But it may be a bit far-fetched to say that it is the Sword God itself. There should only be a will of the Sword God."

Shengtian analyzed.

But even if it is a will, for everyone, it is an unavoidable opportunity.

At the level of Sword God, let alone a will, even a drop of blood can make people leapfrog to a level that is unthinkable.

"You're right, the Sword God's will is sealed in this stone statue."

"If you want to get the will of the Sword God, you must get the Divine Transformation Crystal."