Having said this, there was still a hint of palpitations in his old eyes, as if he thought of the thrilling scene that year.

Qin Tian felt a little regretful and said unwillingly: "So, Master, you didn't find their lair, right?"

"What else do you know?"

"Including the fact that you later founded the Palace of Hell, have you ever investigated it again?"

The old shopkeeper shook his head.

"Later I gained the ability and did investigate. However, this organization seemed to have disappeared out of thin air."

"No matter how much I investigate, I can't find any clues."

Qin Tian gritted his teeth and remained silent.

He could probably imagine the strength of the Palace of Hell in its heyday. There is no trace of such power?

Is it possible?

Looking at the old shopkeeper's expression, he felt that the old man had only told him the tip of the iceberg.

There is definitely important information that he is hiding from himself.

The old shopkeeper smiled and changed the subject.

"Unexpectedly, after so many years, the Fierce Temple has shown its flaws again."

"In that case, boy, let me give you two suggestions."

Qin Tian hurriedly said seriously: "Disciple, listen."

"First, remember my words. If nothing happens, don't take the initiative to inquire about them. Avoid them if you can."

"Second, if you accidentally meet someone and you can kill him, don't leave him alive."

The old man's meaning is very clear, avoid if you can. If you can't avoid, kill if you can.

The two seemingly contradictory suggestions reflect the old man's fear and hatred of the Fierce Temple.

Qin Tian breathed a sigh of relief, nodded and said, "Disciple, I have written it down."

The old shopkeeper smiled: "Okay. We haven't seen each other for a long time, so don't talk about these heavy topics all the time."

"Say something fun. By the way, you just asked two questions, what is the other one?"

Qin Tian still wanted to talk about the Fierce Temple, but it seemed that the old shopkeeper ended the topic unilaterally.

He could only smile bitterly and said: "The other one can't be happy either."

"Old man, I remember you once showed me a book of swordsmanship. It was said to be left by a one-armed swordsman. Do you still have it now?"

The old man curled his lips: "Didn't you look down on that thing at the beginning? You have the Secret Code of the God King, what else do you want?"

"I don't want it."

"Master, I want it for a brother."

The old shopkeeper said directly: "Don't pass on my stuff to outsiders!"

Qin Tian could only whisper about Zhui Feng.

The old shopkeeper sighed: "I didn't expect that there are such righteous people in the world today. This is your boy's blessing."

He reached out, groped in the straw, took out a yellowed booklet and threw it to Qin Tian.

"Take it to that boy."

"I also got this sword manual by chance. I have always wanted to find a destined person."

"Looks like I found it."

"Thank you so much, Master!" Qin Tian was overjoyed. He had always felt sorry that Zhui Feng had lost his arm because of him.

With this sword manual, maybe Zhui Feng can become a figure like the one-armed sword king.

In that case, he would finally feel better.
Chapter completed!