() Night fell slowly, and darkness completely enveloped the earth. Under the light of stars overhead, beside the rushing stream. The unconscious man in green shirt slowly opened his eyes, raised his head, and looked at the scene in front of him in confusion.
The old figure squatting next to him caught his eye for the first time, and an exclamation came from the corner of the man in green shirt's mouth;
"Uncle Gao"
Nodding to signal Ling Chen not to speak, Uncle Gao asked with concern on his face;
"How do you feel now?"
"Well, I feel that a strange energy is being continuously injected into my body, and it is constantly repairing my injured meridians and veins.
"Well, do you feel that your hand tendons and knees are getting better?" Uncle Gao asked.
Ling Chen closed his eyes and silently felt the changes in his body. After a moment, he opened his eyes and said in surprise;
"Okay, it's getting better, but it's very slow. Even this strange energy can't repair my injured tendon for a while."
"That's enough. You are indeed the 'master' waiting for this magic sword. Do you know where you are going now?" Uncle Gao asked with a look in his eyes.
"Devil sword? It" Ling Chen climbed up from the rock in shock, tilting his head and looking at the dark sword hilt behind him in confusion.
Ling Chen asked Uncle Gao in confusion;
"What happened to Uncle Gao? Why is there this black sword behind my back?"
"You feel what happened?" Uncle Gao looked at the man in green shirt in front of him suspiciously. If what he said next did not fit the characteristics of the demon lord, Uncle Gao would kill him in the river without mercy.
"I don't know. I just felt that I had a dream. It was a wonderful feeling. In the dream, I gained great power. When I wanted to kill the two inner disciples who humiliated me, I was trapped.
In the middle of the square, I looked at the mysterious figure full of murderous intent. I fell into confusion. At this time, a profound and bitter talisman suddenly appeared in my mind. I couldn't help but display it in the situation at that time.
It feels really good! So good!”
Seeing the intoxication on the face of the young man in front of him, the suspicious Uncle Gao breathed a sigh of relief;
"First of all, what you did was not a dream, and I would also like to congratulate you on finding a way to heal yourself, but when you get this, you have to leave Luo Ri Men."
"Why? Did I really kill the person who fell into the trap?" Ling Chen murmured and stood up, staggering and almost falling down again.
The giant sword on my back is too heavy...
"Do you think you can control this magic sword if you make it recognize you as its master?" Uncle Gao coldly mocked Ling Chen who stood up in front of him.
Seeing the confusion on Ling Chen's face, Uncle Gao explained;
"I can't tell you the specifics, because this magic sword existed countless years before I became enlightened. Legend has it that no one is qualified to own it. You need to hold it tightly! Don't be controlled by it."
"This?" Ling Chen tilted his head with shock on his face, looking at the dark and deep hilt of the sword behind his head. His right hand slowly moved to the hilt of the sword, and he held it tightly! An extremely fulfilling feeling swept through Ling Chen's body, and Ling's blood surged.
Chen felt that his whole body was filled with endless power, inexhaustible! Inexhaustible!
Just as Yu was pulling out the hilt of the sword, an old hand that looked like an eagle's claw suddenly appeared and held Ling Chen's arm. Uncle Gao said with a suspicious look on his face;
"Don't pull it out! According to ancient legend, this sword is sacrificed! You must drink all the blood before you can take the scabbard back."
"Uncle Gao, what should I do? Will I be controlled by it?" Ling Chen looked at Uncle Gao's serious words and felt a trace of panic on his face.
"This 'magic sword' does not belong to this world? You can only try not to use this sword. The consequences are not something you can bear."
"What will be the consequences?" Ling Chen asked Uncle Gao with widened pupils.
"An ancient secret records that a magic sword was born between heaven and earth, named 'Nitian'. The growth of the magic sword will be accompanied by endless killings. Legend has it that in the mythical era, someone once used this magic sword to kill against the sky and prove the way to become an emperor.
, once this sword is released, enough blood must be drunk before it can be recovered, otherwise it will have a huge backlash on the owner. To put it simply, this magic sword is a growth type. If you want to upgrade to a more advanced weapon, you must kill.
Similarly, if the person holding this magic sword is not careful, he will fall into eternal killing, unable to extricate himself, and fall into the devil's path. Without great perseverance and perseverance, it will be difficult to control this sword...
But this magic sword has stood for endless years without choosing its master, so why did it choose you?"
Uncle Gao said thoughtfully, this thing is too weird. The magic sword that has been sleeping for endless years suddenly appeared, and a young monk who was at the bottom of the list was chosen?
Even Uncle Gao, who has lived for countless years, cannot explain why.
"Then what should we do?" Ling Chen sat on the ground blankly. He didn't want to be a person who only knew how to kill. The huge sword behind his back shone darkly, and the huge black sword was silently tied to Ling Chen's back, making him squat down.
Ling Chen felt unhappy for a while.
What Ling Chen didn't know was that an evil bean sprout had taken root in his heart. This was a hardship that every generation of inheritors had to go through.
"You have to leave Luo Ri Men. Carrying this giant sword will reveal your identity." Uncle Gao analyzed. Ling Chen definitely can't stay in Luo Ri Men any longer.
"Is there no other way?" Ling Chen looked at the dark night sky, feeling very reluctant to let go of Soy Sauce and Zuo Chun.
"We have to leave. Divine swords generally cannot be put into space magic weapons or other sub-spaces. Do you want to die while carrying this giant sword? If you had known this, I would have just slapped you to death." Uncle Gao said angrily
Looking at Ling Chen squatting on the ground.
"Uncle Gao, why don't you kill me? Aren't you also a divorcee? Why are you so nice to me?" Ling Chen asked Uncle Gao with a calm face and full of doubts.
"Haha, you kid is still making these jokes now. What I practice is the Buddhism's Tao without Yu. Only without Yu and no seeking can I go further. The Dao I practice is contrary to the magic sword you hold. Unless you
Only by destroying your cultivation can you practice the avenue of killing again."
Ling Chen continued to listen to Uncle Gao's explanation;
"Even if I can bear the cost of destroying my cultivation, I must kill you first. Even if I kill you, the Demon Sword will not recognize me as its master."
"Every divine sword is aloof and arrogant, and they can only be paired with geniuses with unlimited potential. A large part of those with unstable Taoist hearts will be killed by the divine sword. I think that the Taoist heart is not that stable.
, so I still don’t plan to take this risk.”
Ling Chen looked at Uncle Gao silently. Although the reasons that Uncle Gao found were so reasonable, how many people can stick to the true Taoist heart in front of the Divine Sword? There is no doubt that Uncle Gao at this moment is in Ling Chen's heart.
The image became taller.
"Uncle Gao, I will come back to see you after I leave Luo Ri Men, and soy sauce, Zuo Chun and the others, please tell them! Tell them not to worry about me."
Ling Chen stood up and looked up at the sky above his head, feeling very uncomfortable! He finally knew that he had a chance to recover from his injuries, but he had to be forced to leave his only close friend.
"Hey, you're out! You have to be careful yourself. The power of the magic sword behind you is not very strong now. You won't be able to exert your astonishing fighting power like last time a second time. Keep your Taoist heart tight, don't
My mind was taken away by the magic sword," Uncle Gao said, patting the shoulder of the man in green shirt in front of him.
From Ling Chen's face, Uncle Gao saw the face he had seen for the first time in the sycamore forest. Perhaps from the moment the young man in front of him put on the giant sword behind him, there was a hint of aloofness hidden in his weak body.
If you are uninhibited and unruly, your madness will gradually show its edge.
Uncle Gao believed that the young man in front of him would never be that ordinary. It was not the magic sword that had been sleeping for endless years that was awakened for him, nor the supreme artifact that countless people dreamed of. It was the madness and aloofness on the young man's face at this moment.
I was deeply affected by Uncle Gao. Wasn't it the same when I was young? It's just that I had more constraints and shackles at that time!
With a wave of his hands, Uncle Gao and Ling Chen disappeared silently into the stream.
Outside Luori Gate, huge and winding mountains lay on the ground in patches, looking so peaceful. At a three-way intersection with thick trees, the void tore apart, and two figures stepped out.
"That's it. Little Ling, please pay more attention to yourself outside. If you hadn't chosen the master of the magic sword with your cultivation, I really doubt that you would have been able to reach Shuguang City. All I have practiced is the Buddhist path, and these are the only ones I have practiced.
Gadget, you need to walk your own path! I can't limit your world, because your future achievements will be far higher than mine."
Uncle Gao handed Ling Chen a cloth bag and said;
"There is a nano storage space inside, which stores some gadgets. If you hang this sign on your body, ordinary sects will not embarrass you. After all, Buddhism is also one of the top ten families, and ordinary small sects will still give it to you.
To save face”
"Uncle Gao, take care!" Ling Chen clasped his hands and turned around, walking down the dark official road...
"Huh?" Uncle Gao knew that Ling Chen would choose the road of killing sooner or later. It was a road of constant conquests, with constant fighting along the way! A breakthrough in the battle!
Are people who own the ‘Devil Sword’ willing to be ordinary people?
Do I want to be his 'protector'? Seeing a young boy with unlimited potential slip away from him, Uncle Gao shook his head impatiently, his breakthrough was imminent! He could no longer use his strength.
Since the 'person' chosen by the Demonic Sword must have something special about him, if he dies in the early stages, it would be God's will.