Ling Chong also heard of the name of Bixia Temple, which is a famous jungle within 800 miles of Jinling City. It is rumored that the temple hosted Monk Bixia in the temple is profound in Buddhism, and even proficient in magic and fortune-telling, which led some nobles to run to Bixia Mountain all day long, spending a lot of money to ask for good or bad luck. His grandmother was very convinced by the old monk and had to live there for some time every year.

Somehow, the monk he saw on Chushan today suddenly flashed in his mind, and asked, "Since Monk Bixia takes action, why don't you give him the evil sword and take him back to the temple to raise him, and use Buddhism to resolve the anger?"

The shopkeeper shook his head: "The old monk said that he was not the master of this sword. He forced himself to intervene, but he was wrong and refused to take the sword back. Second Young Master, the sword is so evil that I am willing to give you a try because you look down on the other three long swords. If you are the master of this sword, you will have good fortune in the future. If you are not the master of this sword, don't show off, otherwise if something happens to you, how can you explain to the old man?"

Ling Chong nodded: "Don't worry, I'm not a three-year-old child, I will take care of the priorities. Your words have made my mind aroused, so you can just go with me to see it!" The shopkeeper nodded reluctantly, and the three of them left the quiet room and went downstairs. The treasure house of the treasure pavilion was built underground. The second son of the guy took the candle and led the way. The shopkeeper took out the key, opened the warehouse door, and the three of them entered the underground treasure house.

As soon as he entered the treasure house, a yin aura came to his face. Ling Chong nodded secretly: "Uncle Wang also taught me the way of Feng Shui and geomancer. The treasure house was built underground to stimulate the aura of earthly evil, use evil to control evil, and resolve the hostile and earthy atmosphere in antiques. However, the builder also has some skills." The treasure house was built in the eight-gua direction, with the shopkeeper and his friend leading the way, turning left and right. Many niches were dug in the stone walls on both sides, and many treasures were placed, all of which were priceless.

Before the three of them came to a thick iron door in the deepest part of the warehouse, the shopkeeper took out the key and opened the iron door tremblingly. The guy went inside and ignited the fire candle on the wall. This treasure house was three feet in a radius and filled with rare treasures. Some were from the previous dynasty and things passed down from the founding of the Ming Dynasty. Porcelain, ivory, armor, gems, and pearls were all available, worth more than tens of millions.

If it were normal, Ling Chong would definitely take the opportunity to tease the unyielding shopkeeper, but at this moment he was full of solemn face and stared at something in the warehouse, without a moment. On a wooden table in the center was placed a wooden box, made of sandalwood, two feet and seven inches long, five inches wide, and three inches thick. It was blocked by Buddhist talismans layer by layer. The shopkeeper and his friend also stared at the wooden box with two small eyes, "Guru!" But the shopkeeper couldn't help swallowing. "Zheng!" A sword sound suddenly sounded from the wooden box. The shopkeeper screamed, his legs became weak, and he sat down to the ground and shouted: "Listen! Listen!"

Ling Chong's eyes were shining, and he slowly stepped forward and gently reached out to touch the wooden box. A strange feeling was transmitted to his fingertips along the delicate texture of sandalwood. It was strange that the Buddhist talisman was originally tightly attached to the wooden box, but as Ling Chong stroked it, it was lifted open little by little. "Zheng!" When all the talismans fell off, another sword sound came from the wooden box!

Ling Chong sighed: "This sword has been psychic, and the sword spirit has been formed." There was no lock on the wooden box, and it was opened with a light lift. A long sheathless sword lay steadily in the box, two feet and five inches long. The sword body was full of cloud patterns, and the hilt of the sword was cast into a dragon's head. There were still bloodstains on the blade. "Zheng!" The evil sword sounded for the third time, and suddenly jumped up from the wooden box and stood up straight. The shopkeeper shouted, but he was so scared that his shit was flowing all the time, and he kept shouting: "Evil thing! Evil thing!" The young man rolled his eyes and fainted.

Ling Chong's face was solemn, and he slowly reached out and held the hilt of the sword. A cold and cold air suddenly penetrated into the bones, like a sharp needle pricking his mind. He groaned, and there seemed to be a surging sea of ​​blood in front of him, countless evil spirits and evil spirits, and white bone skeletons struggled and cried. A voice sounded in his ears: "Kill! Kill all the people in the world! Kill all living beings! Kill! Kill!"

When the shopkeeper saw Ling Chong pick up the evil sword, his eyes suddenly shone red, and his whole body trembled, he couldn't help but shout: "Second Master! Second Master! Wake up! What's wrong with you?" Ling Chong's mind was almost occupied by this wisp of demonic thought in the evil sword. Fortunately, his heart was firm on weekdays, and he practiced the authentic internal skills of Xuanmen. When he was not good, he immediately silently recited in his heart, "One thought is pure and clear to remove the demons of the heart, Taixuan Ling Ming Dynasty Jade Jing; the golden elixir falls into the jade plate, and the dragon and tiger ** purple qi is full."

This is the internal mental method recorded in the "Taixuan Sword Sutra". It is as incomplete as the sword method, with only more than one hundred words, but it is profound and mysterious. Ling Chong can achieve such a success at a young age, mostly due to the skills of this set of mental methods. After silently reciting it for the third time, a cool air emerges from the dantian and goes straight to the Heaven Gate. The emotions that were originally bewitched by the evil energy in the sword gradually stabilized, and thousands of unjust souls and souls were panicked and screamed in panic.

Ling Chong breathed a long sigh and woke up from the illusion of the blood sea. The shopkeeper was still crying and snatching the earth. He couldn't help but laugh: "Shopkeeper, I am still doing well, why are you crying?" The shopkeeper shouted: "Second Master, are you possessed by evil things, aren't you?" Ling Chong said angrily: "What, are you looking forward to the young master being possessed by monsters?" The shopkeeper shook his head quickly, and then said happily: "Great! Since the second young master has not been possessed by the evil spirit in the sword, he must have subdued the monsters in it. It turns out that the second young master is the Lord who is the destined by this sword!" The flattering immediately rolled in.

Ling Chong let out a breath and looked at the evil sword in his hand. The long sword was silent, as if the few sword sounds and blood were everywhere in his eyes, the scene of the unjust soul crying was illusory. "This sword is indeed a bit evil, and it can be called a magic weapon. However, the internal skills and mental methods contained in the "Taixuan Sword Sutra" I practiced can actually restrain its strange appearance. It can be seen that the sword sutra is not just an ordinary martial arts book, but it is also a thing that can be used by Xuanmen Taoism to cultivate Taoism and nourish qi."

I wanted to find a sword to practice sword technique, but I didn't know that not only did I get an evil sword, but I accidentally discovered that the internal skills of the sword technique I practiced might be the way to become an immortal that I had been thinking about day and night. Ling Chong was so happy that he just wanted to shout and express his feelings. Fortunately, his qi cultivation skills were quite good, so he stretched out his fingers and shot it on the evil sword and asked casually: "Shopkeeper, I want this sword, how much is it?"

The shopkeeper burst out and laughed, even seeing the back teeth clearly: "Second Master, didn't you harm me? This damn evil sword almost killed my family. Second Master is the Lord of this sword, who saved my family from water and fire, how dare you collect your silver?" This evil sword caused him to almost destroy his family, and his child died before he was born, and his wife almost died. His hatred for this sword is really hard to cleanse the water of the sea. But seeing Ling Chong is the Lord of the Lord mentioned by Monk Bixia, from then on, this sword has nothing to do with him and will never harm him again. Fortunately, he is also ecstatic.
Chapter completed!