It was dark, and on the roof of a house in the Bahu Sword Sect, a pair of golden boys and jade girls sat on it, looking at the moon and chatting about love. Suddenly, the man's face darkened and he asked seriously: "I heard that you have a story with the son of that old guy Linghu Xing."
The woman was stunned at first, then quickly smiled and said, "Brother Sha, that was the past, and now she is following you!"
"Haha, this is true. I, Han Chensha, killed the old man and snatched the young woman. I, Han Chensha, are such a bad guy!" The man changed his serious expression and laughed loudly.
Lin Sushuang's expression was a little bad, but she quickly disappeared. She leaned on Han Chensha's shoulder and looked at the Bluestone Avenue down the mountain, and her heart was a little confused...
A month passed quickly, and everything was as usual in the Bahu Sword Sect, as if the chief elder died a month ago, Linghu Xiong was expelled from the sect, Lin Sushuang flew to the branch and turned into a phoenix and followed Han Chensha to the Bajian Sect, and none of these things happened.
The Cangzhuo Realm is the weakest of the thirty regions under the jurisdiction of the Bahu Sword Sect. In this region, there are four sects, namely Lanyun Sect, Feiyun Sect, Fuyun Sect and Zhuyun Sect. Among them, Feiyun Sect is the most powerful, which is the eighth-grade sect. The other three sects are all ninth-grade sects. Among the three ninth-grade sects, Lanyun Sect is the weakest.
In order to change this situation, the Lanyun Sect relaxed the restrictions on recruiting disciples. Under this policy, Linghu Xiong, who was exiled to the Cangzhuo Domain, joined the Lanyun Sect.
Without a basic cultivation base, and at the age of 18, Linghu Xiong was undoubtedly assigned to a mail-official house by the elders in charge of Lanyun Sect. As the name suggests, the mail-official house is specifically the place where the mail-officials of Lanyun Sect live. To put it nicely, Linghu Xiong is now called a mail-official disciple, and to put it bluntly, he is a worker. Of course, Lanyun Sect does not let them do their work in vain. At the beginning of each month, he will choose a simple sword technique for them to learn, and will also give them some elixirs and supplements.
When he came to his room, it was extremely messy and there was a stench in the air, but Linghu Xiong did not dislike it at all. He quickly cleaned up the house, called a bucket of water inside and out, washed it comfortably, and then lie on the bed in a large shape, thinking about his future.
Although Lanyun Sect is the weakest sect in the Cangzhuo Realm, according to his observation and inquiries, it is still divided into inner sects and outer sects. There is no doubt that the inner sect disciples are stronger than the outer sect disciples in terms of cultivation resources and residences. The outer sect disciples are also stronger than them.
Therefore, his number one goal now is to enter the outer sect. He found out the conditions for entering the outer sect, and it requires the cultivation of a four-star sword disciple. For a four-star sword disciple, it is not difficult for him, who was once a one-star sword master. After entering the outer sect, he participated in the outer sect disciple competition. Those with the top ten or those with excellent performance can enter the inner sect and enter the inner sect. Even if he has some hope of revenge.
However, thinking is smooth, but reality is hindered. According to his inquiry, this mail room is a place where people eat people. Now he has no cultivation at all, and he will definitely become someone else's fish. The pills and supplements he sent will definitely be targeted at the first time. It is very difficult to successfully enter the outer door!
Fortunately, he also has the iron sword given by Lin Sushuang!
"Little guy, you finally settled down!" At this moment, a gust of white smoke appeared on the huge iron sword standing beside the bed, and then an old illusion appeared on the iron sword. The old illusion looked fairy-like and had a very talented demeanor. But you were very wrong to think about it this way, because this old harem has an extremely awesome nickname: Killing God! And it is also the ancient Killing God!
This starts with a kidnapping case in Linghu Xiong's exile in a month.
On that day, Linghu Xiong was walking on an ancient road. Suddenly, several robbers of two-star swordsmen rushed out next to him. Linghu Xiong said something and knocked Linghu Xiong out and tied them up in a deep mountain. He flipped over Linghu Xiong, but no property was found. Several robbers complained about bad luck and made a void. One of the robbers was angry and tried hard to lift the big iron sword to stab Linghu Xiong, but at this moment, a robber found two middle-level monsters in the first-level stage. He was immediately scared to his butt and turned around and ran away. The robber who wanted to stab Linghu Xiong was also scared to his face pale. He hurriedly put down the iron sword and ran with his companions.
The two monsters ignored Ye Wushang, the "dead man", and went to chase and kill several robbers.
And the iron sword cut off a piece of meat from Linghu Xiong's arm without any danger.
Blood flowed over the iron sword, and then, the old man who claimed to be the ancient god of killing appeared. The old man appeared and waved his hand to wake Linghu Xiong up from his coma. Seeing the old man, Linghu Xiong was frightened and struggled to get up and run away. At this time, the old man said in a kind tone: "Child, don't run away."
Then, Linghu Xiong stopped.
This is not to say that Linghu Xiong really won’t run away, but because Linghu Xiong feels that he can’t move anymore.
He was forcibly held by the old man next to the iron sword. The old man first introduced himself: "My name is Yun Lantian, nicknamed the God of Killing, and the God of Killing in Ancient God of Killing!"
"Understand." Linghu Xiong said, swallowing his saliva.
"Don't you believe it?" The old man who claimed to be Yun Lantian curled his eyebrows and asked kindly.
"Can you let me go first?" Linghu Xiong answered the question irrelevantly.
Yun Lantian let go of Linghu Xiong. Under his compulsory, Linghu Xiong listened to Yun Lantian's story. It turned out that he was really the ancient god of killing. In the ancient battle, the holder of the Reincarnation Divine Sword Counterattacked before he died and used the Reincarnation Sword skill: Destruction, he hid in the Langya Sword and escaped. Later, the Langya Sword exploded into three pieces under destruction, shattering his soul. At the last moment, he retained a trace of residual soul with his powerful cultivation, and hid in one of the three pieces of Langya fragments scattered to a corner of the continent with the aftermath of the explosion. Tens of millions of years have passed, and the fragments of the Langya Sword have been changed to countless masters. It was not until it was inlaid into this iron sword that his residual soul was strengthened. With the opening of Linghu Xiong's blood, he finally broke the suppression of the Langya fragments and saw the light of the sky again.
After listening to it, Linghu Xiong was simply unbelievable and called Yun Lantian a madman.
"Shut up, what I said is true. You can never imagine the destruction of the magic sword skill of the Reincarnation Divine Sword. Destruction will lead to the decline of the reincarnation. It has been more than ten million years, and I don't know how far this world that has entered the reincarnation has developed!" Yun Lantian's tone was quite nostalgic.
Along the way, after Yun Lantian repeated yelling, Linghu Xiong believed his words. After believing it, there were naturally more problems.