"You..." Fei Ming looked at Lin Tian and frowned deeply: "Why are you here?!"
"Huh?" Lin Tian didn't know Fei Ming, but from Fei Ming's tone, it seemed that he knew him?
"What do you mean?"
Fei Ming clasped his hands behind his back, and his white robe fluttered in the wind, "I know you are not from this world."
Lin Tian was shocked, almost thinking that his time traveling was discovered by Fei Ming, and then he realized: "I am indeed not from the Qingyou Realm, so I was forced to get involved."
"Can you send us out?"
Feiming shook his head and said in a very calm tone: "I am just trapped in Qingyou's consciousness. I can't get out myself. How can I help you get out?"
"Are you just a consciousness?" Lin Tian was a little surprised.
"Yes, my body was once a sword cultivator in the world of immortality. For some reasons, I left a consciousness here."
"What about this little girl?" Lin Tian pointed at the little girl Murong Ge, "Can she help us get out?"
Maybe the key to getting out lies with this little girl.
"She can't either. Like me, she is also a consciousness trapped in Qingyou." Feiming said: "But there is an old immortal who can take you out."
"Immortal?" Lin Tian asked curiously: "Who is that?"
Fei Ming smiled disdainfully, and then said: "It doesn't matter who it is, as long as I can help you get out."
"But before that, you need to do one thing for me."
"This matter is very important to me, and it is also very important to you!"
Lin Tian frowned, is it important to me? Then he said, "Then tell me what it is."
"Find my sword - fate!" Fei Ming slowly spat out each word.
"Fate...fate?" This name is a bit strange, not quite like the name of a sword.
Fei Ming said in a long tone: "Yes, Fate Blade, Wan Feng Pi Yi, is my accompanying sword."
"When you get it, maybe you will understand a lot of things."
Lin Tian was confused when he heard this. What do you mean I understand a lot of things?
"Do people with high cultivation level like to be so mysterious when they talk?" Lin Tian was speechless.
Feiming smiled: "No way, there are some things I can't tell you, not to mention that these things are now known to be harmful to you. You just need to find the sword, and you will know everything by then!"
Lin Tian temporarily suppressed his curiosity: "Okay, then I promise you, but where should I look for it?"
"Listen to me and tell you a story." Feiming's eyes were dark as he recounted an experience he once had.
…
Feiming was once a famous swordsman in the world of immortality, and his sword was named "Fate".
In front of the edge of fate, thousands of things are changing.
There used to be a sect, Hidden Sword Pavilion. When the sect was established, it was guided by an immortal. It was proud of it and did not look down upon the world's sword cultivators.
At that time, Fei Ming's name was quite loud, and the sect masters of that generation were quite dissatisfied with Fei Ming, so besides practicing swordsmanship, they sent their disciples to forge tens of thousands of good swords and formed a formation of ten thousand swords to invite Fei Ming to come.
"Fei Ming, I heard that you are a master of swords in the world of cultivating immortals. Do you dare to come to our Hidden Sword Pavilion and give it a try?" The master of the Hidden Sword Pavilion directly sent people to spread the news of inviting Fei Ming throughout the world of cultivating immortals.
Fei Ming has long been a master. He heard that a clown invited him, so he accepted the invitation.
He went forward in the air. It was raining continuously at that time, but wherever he passed by, the rainwater was avoided, and the red clouds spread out like a blanket.
The Hidden Sword Pavilion is on a high mountain. If you walk to the foot of the mountain, a formation of ten thousand swords will condense at your feet.
He put his hands behind his back and did not use any sword moves, but his destiny was to unsheath him spontaneously. Just with the flash of sword light, ten thousand swords fell at the foot of the mountain, and the sword array collapsed.
When the sect master saw this, he couldn't control his shame and anger: "What kind of ability can you rely on the power of a sword?"
Feiming sneered and said, "How are you doing?"
The sect master thought for a moment and said excitedly: "The Immortal said when he gave us instructions on the Hidden Sword Pavilion, a swordsman should not rely on a sharp sword, but should use everything as a sword."
"Do you dare to give up your fate and confront my sword cultivator in the Hidden Sword Pavilion?"
"Hahahaha." Fei Ming raised his hand and thrust the Sword of Fate into the ground. Because it was too sharp, the ground was like tofu as it was inserted deeply into the ground, and the hilt of the sword sank into the ground.
"Let me see how good the sect taught by the immortal is!"
"Okay!" The sect master saw Fei Ming throw out the sword and decided in his heart: "Do you want to choose a sword as a weapon?"
Fei Ming raised his middle finger to the door owner and said in a contemptuous tone, "Just one finger."
"???" When everyone in the Hidden Sword Pavilion saw Fei Ming behaving like this, their combat power instantly exploded, and they faced off against Fei Ming one after another.
For three whole days and nights, everyone in the Hidden Sword Pavilion, from the sect master to the disciples, was defeated.
"If no one can defeat me, then I will take off your Hidden Sword Pavilion sign, and you will not be allowed to practice swordsmanship in the future." Fei Ming still had his middle finger raised, with sword aura crisscrossing it, as if it would happen in the next second.
Split the plaque.
"You... don't go too far!" the sect master gritted his teeth.
"Hahaha, did I go too far?"
"Since you called the formation and can win, you should naturally be able to lose." Fei Ming said calmly, threw out the sword energy in his hand, and went straight to the plaque.
"Alas." A sigh suddenly came out, and a blind handyman carrying dung suddenly pulled out his pole and blocked the evil sword energy.
"Huh?" Fei Ming was slightly surprised. He didn't expect the handyman to have such skills.
So he tested the blind servant by referring to the sword.
The blind handyman saw the unexpected attack and quickly responded with a pole. As everyone watched, the two fought for a whole day and night.
"You lost." Fei Ming held a strand of the blind man's hair and spoke calmly.
The blind handyman still held the pole in his hand and shook his head: "It's not about winning or losing, it's just about guarding the Hidden Sword Pavilion. Keep going until I die."
"Hahahaha, for your sake..." Feiming turned and left, getting further and further away from the Hidden Sword Pavilion.
"Sword cultivation is not allowed in Hidden Sword Pavilion for five hundred years after me." His voice came from a distance, and the entire Hidden Sword Pavilion heard it.
"You should first think clearly about the secrets of swordsmanship, and don't fail to practice even the most common picks and thrusts."
The master of the sect was so ashamed that the mountain gate was closed. Everyone in the sect was thinking hard about the secret of the sword, and they have not left the mountain yet.
…
Hearing this, Lin Tian let out a breath and said, "That sect master is actually trustworthy, but what does this matter have to do with your fate of wearing a sword?"
He remembered that Fei Ming wanted him to find his destiny with a sword, and ended up telling a lot of things that he had pretended to be in the past.
"My sword, Fate, is naturally related to this sect." Feiming sighed: "At that time, I inserted Fate on the ground of the Hidden Sword Pavilion. I didn't notice it because it was too deep, so I forgot to take it with me when I left."
"..." Lin Tian complained secretly. You must have gone too far in pretending to be cool. You must have pretended to be a master at that time and waited until you were far away before sending a message to inform him of the request. This is generally the case with masters in novels.
As a result, I forgot the sword.
"Oh, so after the Hidden Sword Pavilion sealed the mountain, I thought that my destiny was still with them, so I went back to look for it." Fei Ming was helpless: "As a result, they sealed the mountain completely, and my true body was never found."
"Later, due to some reasons, the main body left a consciousness in Qingyou, which was me."
Lin Tian was a little speechless, it was really the old lady who got into bed - which made him laugh.
"Okay, I will help you find the sword 'Fate'. Now you can tell me who the old immortal is."
Fei Ming nodded with satisfaction: "Actually, it's not just for me, but also for you."
Then he shouted: "Don't pretend to be dead, Goudan, get out of here!"