Lin Bai stepped onto the soft soil on the temple and walked into the temple.
Ling Tianzi said that here Lin Bai will learn about swallowing the sword soul.
The temple is a broken ancient temple, dilapidated.
In the yard, there is a sycamore tree that has been withered for a long time.
In a corner of the yard, there is a dry well.
The ground is full of soft soil, not even a single weed.
Lin Bai looked around vigilantly, and walked into the temple cautiously.
When Lin Bai stepped into the temple, the downtrodden swordsman who went into the forest to hunt down the Tiger King suddenly turned his head to look at the temple. Under his messy hair, his dead pupils turned blood red.
"No no no! No no!"
Luo Po Jianxiu's voice was hoarse, he looked towards the temple, gave up chasing and killing the Tiger King, turned around and went straight to the temple.
The Tiger King saw that Luo Po Jianxiu was not chasing and killing him.
Immediately he breathed a sigh of relief, and watched the Luoluo sword repairer leave with extremely apprehensive eyes.
Lin Bai stepped into the temple.
There is a Buddha statue enshrined in the temple, but at this moment the Buddha statue has been cut in half by a sword.
Looking at the sword mark, Lin Bai could preliminarily conclude that it came from the devil's sword.
Under the Buddha statue, there is a skeleton in cassock.
"The dry well in the courtyard, Yinxintan!"
The moment Lin Bai looked at the skeleton, an old voice entered Lin Bai's ears.
Terrified, Lin Bai pulled out the Qingge Sword, and immediately asked in a concentrated voice, "Who is talking?"
Lin Bai asked.
But no one answered him.
But at this moment, a roar came.
"ah¡ª¡ª"
Lin Bai looked back in surprise, the down-and-out swordsman, with blood-red eyes, was staring at Lin Bai, as if Lin Bai had snatched his treasure.
And he rushed forward, striding a thousand meters in three steps, holding the devil's sword high, and the scarlet sword light burst down.
When the sword was struck, the sky and the earth changed color, the sun and the moon dimmed, like the end of the world.
"Damn! Why did you come back so soon."
Lin Bai cursed, and Fenglei Shenyi dodged quickly, dodging away.
The sword slashed down and hit the temple.
Originally, Lin Bai's sword was enough to cut the temple in half, but what he didn't expect was that when the sword hit the temple, it was shattered by an invisible force.
"Dry well, come quickly!"
At this time, the old voice said eagerly.
Lin Bai saw the Lost Swordsman rushing over, and went straight to the dry well without saying a word.
Lin Bai came to the edge of the dry well, looked down, and there was a pool of blue spring water under the dry well.
"jump down."
Said the old voice.
"Ahhhh¡ª¡ª!"
Seeing Lin Bai coming to the edge of the dry well, Luo Po Jianxiu roared angrily.
Immediately, his speed increased sharply again, and a sword stabbed towards Lin Bai's chest.
Before this sword hit Lin Bai, the scarlet light on the devil's sword made Lin Bai's whole body in severe pain like a thousand knives.
"Die or die, jump!"
Lin Bai cursed and jumped down the dry well.
Falling into the water of the dry well, Lin Bai sank immediately.
Luo Po Jianxiu lost his sword, lying on the mouth of the well, looked under the well water, and roared again and again: "No, no, no!"
fell into the well water.
Lin Bai opened his eyes and looked in all directions.
Under the well water, it seems that Lin Bai has entered another world.
This is a blue world.
In front of Lin Bai, there was an old monk sitting cross-legged in meditation.
The old monk watched Lin Bailuo fall, opened his eyes slightly, and said with a smile: "Don't be surprised, the benefactor, the old monk is the body of a remnant soul, and can't hurt you anymore."
Lin Bai still has lingering fears now, the power of the demon sword really frightens Lin Bai.
Seeing that the old monk looked like this, he was indeed a crippled body, Lin Bai was a little relieved.
The old monk smiled and said, "Almsgiver, you are the only one who walked into the temple alive for thousands of years."
Lin Bai asked suspiciously: "Didn't a single warrior enter the temple for thousands of years?"
The old monk said with a smile: "Maybe someone wanted to come to the temple, maybe he has already killed him."
"He? The master said he, but the one who tookA sword repairman with a black sword? " Lin Bai asked curiously.
The old monk nodded and said: "Yes, his name is Ji Xiang. He used to be the number one sword cultivator in the Seven Hundred Kingdoms of Lingdong, but he became obsessed in his cultivation.
"His father found me, forced me to do it with his life, and persuaded Ji Xiang to put down the butcher knife, but after seeing Ji Xiang, the old monk realized that the sword in Ji Xiang's hand was not an ordinary thing."
Lin Bai asked curiously: "That sword is indeed very powerful."
The old monk said: "That sword is called the Devil's Sword, and it is one of the top ten magic weapons on the Mangu Continent. If a warrior with a weak mind gets this sword, he will be bewitched by the evil spirit in the sword and go mad. Murderous."
"When the old monk found Ji Xiang, he was already hard to turn back. I subdued him and brought him to Shiwan Dashan, away from the Martial Dao Empire, to reduce killing."
"I originally wanted to persuade him to put down the Demon Sword, but he loves this sword so much."
After hearing this, Lin Bai laughed at himself and said, "A swordsman will never give up his sword."
This is the fate of sword cultivators!
Sword cultivators will never put down their swords.
Putting down the sword is tantamount to giving up the dignity of the sword cultivator, the power of the sword cultivator, and the martial arts
The old monk smiled and said: "That's right, later I found a general from the Holy Night Dynasty at that time, and joined forces with him to seize the Devil's Sword."
"But I didn't expect that during this period of time, Ji Xiang's cultivation base has improved by leaps and bounds. I joined forces with that general, and it turned out that I was not Ji Xiang's enemy."
"The general was beheaded by Ji Xiang on the spot; the old monk was also injured by Ji Xiang's sword energy, and he died soon."
"When I was dying, I set up a secret method, using the temple as a cage to trap Ji Xiang here, so as to prevent him from going out and killing innocent people indiscriminately."
"But I didn't expect that Ji Xiang never thought of leaving here at all. He just wanted to take the devil's sword and stay here forever. He felt that in this way, no one would want to take his sword away. "
The old monk smiled wryly.
After Lin Bai heard about it, Ji Xiang was bewitched by the devil's sword and had completely lost his mind.
Afterwards, the old monk recruited the generals of the Holy Night Dynasty to jointly take away the Demon Sword, which frightened Ji Xiang.
Today's Ji Xiang feels that anyone who appears here is to take away his demon sword.
Therefore, when he saw Lin Bai stepping into the temple, he was so excited and nervous. He was afraid that the old monk's remnants would tell Lin Bai some tricks and take away his demon sword.
"Since the old monk has already said this, can I ask the benefactor to do a small favor for the old monk to remove this great disaster from the world." The old monk suddenly looked serious, looked at Lin Bai very seriously and said.
Lin Bai said: "I don't know if it's a small favor?"
The old monk said: "I used to set up a secret method in this temple to trap Ji Xiang. I originally wanted to persuade him to do good, but now it seems that the old monk can no longer do it."
"So we can only take the last step."
"Back then, the old monk was afraid that he would not be able to control Ji Xiang, so he left a backhand under the pool, which was a magic circle called "Four Locks Trapped God Formation", but now the old monk has no cultivation base, There is only a trace of remnant soul left, unable to activate the magic circle."
"If the benefactor can help me mobilize this magic circle, Ji Xiang can be suppressed, and the old monk can also smile at Jiuquan."
The old monk said with a smile.
"Of course, this small favor won't let the benefactor be in vain. The old monk will have the last sliver of strength to enlighten you, so that you can see a glimmer of illusion about the future."
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