Chapter 49: Living for a Thousand Years

This sword is made of crystal silver, simple and sharp, with endless sword intent lingering around it, and a hint of terrifying killing aura.

Immortal sword!

Just now the tall monster used the word "immortal sword" to describe it, but no one objected, not even the "well-informed" Nie Fan.

The fairy sword flew from Han Yuanzheng's head towards Nie Fan. Everyone here could see that it was driving a tiger to swallow a wolf.

This is an outright conspiracy!

"I accept the fairy sword!" Han Yuanzheng's gloomy face showed a hint of heat, and he suddenly reached out to grab the sword that flew over his head.

Nie Fan in the distance narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the fairy sword high above without moving.

He hadn't observed it carefully before, but now that he looked at it seriously, he was shocked and his face was slightly moved.

He couldn't even tell the grade of this sword, and he couldn't even tell the material it was made of!

"Immortal sword?" Nie Fan's eyes also flashed with fiery light, but he still did not move, looking at the tall monster on the other side of the sarcophagus with a vague look.

snort!

Just when Han Yuanzheng grabbed the fairy sword, the sword energy of the fairy sword suddenly exploded. The air of the sword was airtight, and it instantly twisted half of Han Yuanzheng's arm.

Han Yuanzheng groaned, his face turned red and white, and he fell hard to the ground.

The tall monster's blood-red eyes showed a smug smile and looked towards Nie Fan.

Nie Fan turned a blind eye to the tall monster's eyes, but secretly sneered in his heart. This sword may have belonged to the tall monster before, but now it is obviously an ownerless thing. The fairy sword has a spirit, and anyone who gets close to it will be attacked. Others don't know

, this tall monster must have known it well, and only Han Yuanzheng, who was greedy and lost his ability to think, would grab it with his hands.

The faces of Yang Zhiyong and Liu Tielong on the ground also changed. Even Han Yuanzheng, a real elephant, had his hand twisted by the fairy sword. How could people like them, who were seriously injured half a step away, accept this sword?

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Han Yuanzheng quickly swallowed some pills, and the white on his face was suppressed, revealing a trace of blush. He glanced at Nie Fan with a stern look, then turned to look at the tall monster with a murderous look on his face.

"Hehe," the tall monster let out a harsh laugh, looked at Han Yuanzheng and said: "How can you fight with me if you have lost one hand? Today, you are destined to be my blood-feeding tonic!"

As soon as the tall monster finished speaking, two fists suddenly passed through the sarcophagus, with long black arms like apes, and struck Han Yuanzheng fiercely.

Han Yuanzheng's face turned gloomy and he blocked it with one hand, unable to fight back.

Nie Fan looked at the two fighting people with a cold expression. Han Yuanzheng was not breathing well. He was obviously seriously injured before he came in and was no match for the tall monster.

Although the tall monster only used two arms, Nie Fan still saw something special. His eyes suddenly opened, and his voice was like a thin wire directly reaching the tall monster's ears: "Tell me how to get to the world of cultivation and what's going on here.

I will no longer participate."

The tall monster that seemed to be trying to kill Han Yuanzheng suddenly retracted its arms and turned to Nie Fan, with a look of surprise in its eyes. The same voice turned into a thin line and reached Nie Fan's ear: "Do you know the world of cultivation?"

"Aren't you from the world of cultivation?" Nie Fan stared at the tall monster with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

The method used by the tall monster just now was not an ancient martial art at all. Nie Fan vaguely remembered that it was the unique method of a major sect in the world of cultivation.

What's more, this secret method of raising corpses and resurrecting them should not exist on earth where Taoism has disappeared.

The tall monster looked at Nie Fan with blood-red eyes and said, "No, I fought bloody battles in the world in my previous life. I got a jade slip in the palace of the Sui Dynasty. Based on the contents of the jade slip, I have cultivated to this day."

Sui Dynasty? Wasn’t that more than a thousand years ago?

Nie Fan's eyes moved slightly. Generally, the lifespan in the foundation building stage is about two hundred years, and I have never heard of people in the pill forming stage exceeding 800. I didn't expect this person to live to this day with a jade slip!

Nie Fan's mind was spinning. Although he had no intention of killing anyone and seizing the treasure, he still wanted to get hold of this secret technique.

Before Nie Fan could speak, the tall monster spoke again: "Although I don't know how to get to the world of cultivation, I know that there are places where I know."

"Where?" Nie Fan's expression perked up as he watched the tall monster transmit his voice into the secret passage.

"Chaotian Lake in the capital, Lotus Temple in Kunlun Mountain." The tall monster obviously stopped treating Nie Fan as blood food and befriended him on an equal footing since Nie Fan said the words "cultivation world".

Nie Fan could also see that this 'old monster' actually didn't know much, he just lived a long time.

After groaning, Nie Fan said in his ear: "I have seen people similar to the technique you practice, but not on earth. I think what you practice is specious, and I will tell you what I saw.

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The tall monster immediately heard what he guessed from Nie Fan's words. His heart jumped suddenly, the color in his eyes faded, and he looked at Nie Fan with a trace of solemnity on his face and said: "Okay."

Nie Fan started to talk, and sure enough, the blood-red eyes of the tall monster soon changed. Sometimes they were thoughtful, sometimes they were entangled in pain, and sometimes they suddenly realized.

Nie Fan had only fought against people from that sect before and did not know the details of the technique. However, even if he told the situation of the fight, he still had the tall monster confirm what he had learned and benefited a lot.

The other three people looked at Nie Fan and the tall monster looking at each other. They said nothing, their expressions changed, and no one spoke. They all tried their best to heal and recover.

After half an hour, the tall monster breathed a long sigh of relief, looked at Nie Fan and said, "Thank you very much. I was blind before and got sidetracked. I will definitely be able to break through the foundation this time!"

Nie Fan's eyes narrowed slightly. He was able to cultivate to the foundation level with just a broken jade slip. This person's qualifications must be extraordinary.

Before Nie Fan could speak, the tall monster said: "I have nothing else to bury with me before I fall asleep. I will give you this sword. If one day you can find your way back to the world of cultivation, I hope you can tell me."

Nie Fan could see that this man was also decisive and decisive, so he nodded and said, "Okay!"

When the tall monster heard this, he immediately waved his hand and the fairy sword flew towards Nie Fan.

Although he has changed and the fairy sword no longer belongs to him, after all, the fairy sword once belonged to him and has protected him for hundreds of years as the eye of the formation. He can feel his heart and fly quietly above Nie Fan. After all, it is an extraordinary sword.

It was surrounded by swords and aura of killing, as if provoking Nie Fan.

Nie Fan knew that it would not recognize him as its master, so a bracelet immediately appeared on his wrist, and the true energy in his body was billowing, urging him to activate the Seven Kills Sword Art.

Immediately a strong killing aura filled the air from his body, a sword intent soared into the sky, and a powerful will went straight towards the fairy sword!

Seeing this scene, the tall monster's blood-red eyes condensed slightly, thoughtfully, then closed his eyes, and then opened them again. There was no trace of doubt in his eyes.

When the others saw Nie Fan starting to refine the fairy sword, their expressions suddenly changed. However, they were all wary and no one made a move first. They all stared at Nie Fan and the fairy sword with flashing eyes and murderous intent!
Chapter completed!