When the "Frost Cold" penetrated the golden thread, the whole body shone with icy blue light, but it melted away quietly like drifting snow in spring.
"Wait. My Shuanghan!" Lin Tian quickly withdrew Shuanghan and changed his words: "No, it's your Shuanghan, senior sister!"
Most of the frosty blue sword body has melted away, leaving only the old hilt, which looks ancient and rustic in the bright sunshine.
Lin Tian took a look at Shuanghan, and there were two words engraved on the sword hilt.
【Fate】
"Fate?" Lin Tian looked at Murong Ge in surprise, "Is this the Fate Sword?" Isn't the Fate Sword the sword of the Sword Master Fei Ming? At that time, he promised to help him find the Fate Sword.
He still clearly remembered that this frost sword was given to him by his senior sister. How could it now become the hilt of the Sword of Fate? Is it because of the passage of time from his senior sister, or...
Murong Ge Rudai frowned slightly, obviously she did not expect that the sword she once wore would actually become the hilt of another sword.
"This sword has been with me since I was a child. I always thought it was given to me by my father." Murong Ge tried hard to recall his previous memories of this sword, but unfortunately he couldn't remember much.
"Wait a minute, senior sister, do you still have a father?" Lin Tian remembered something, "Your father, my master!"
No wonder I always feel like something is missing. My senior sister's father, my master, and the leader of the Taoist sect, Murong Wenxin, have been kept in solitary confinement.
Murong Ge naturally ignored Murong Ge's inquiry: "It's okay not to mention that person. As for the hilt of the sword, I am familiar with it, but I have forgotten many things."
Lin Tian silently felt pity for Murong Wenxin, and then he smoothly forgot about the sect leader and master: "Oh? Senior sister, if you think about it again, maybe you can remember something about this sword."
The hilt of the Fate Sword was in Lin Tian's hand and was waved back and forth. Gradually, pure white sword energy came out of the hilt to form a sword shape, and then the sword tip pointed in a certain direction.
Lin Tian tried to put down the hilt of the Fate Sword, and the pure white sword energy disappeared without a trace. When he picked it up again, the sword body composed of sword energy pointed in the same direction.
"Huh?" Lin Tian looked at Murong Ge: "Senior sister, this sword hilt seems to be guiding me to a place."
Could it be that Shuanghan's true body is the hilt of fate, which took its original shape because of the golden threads of the senior sister? Where does it want to take it now?
Murong Ge also felt the strange movement of the hilt of the Fateful Sword, "There is nothing to do now, why don't I take you to see it, maybe you can gain something. I am also curious about why Shuanghan turned into the hilt of the Fateful Sword."
"And the Fateful Sword may have some connection with me." As Murong Ge spoke, his eyes turned into deep purple, and then turned into clear black eyes, like an evil witch returning to a holy fairy.
Lin Tian was intently observing the hilt of the Fateful Sword, but did not notice anything unusual about Murong Ge. He immediately nodded: "Okay, I'll take Shushu Devouring God and the others."
Lin Tian wanted to take this opportunity to let his senior sister get to know his three younger brothers, especially the spirit puppets. If they get into trouble in the future, they can still be protected by their senior sister.
Alas, for them, I, the boss, am really worried.
Murong Ge nodded slowly: "Junior brother, you can decide." After saying this, Murong Ge thought, and golden threads appeared around Lin Tian and himself.
"Sister, what is this?"
Murong Ge raised his snow-white chin slightly and looked at Lin Tian: "This is the 'Time Reverse Journey' technique that I realized after breaking through the 300th level of Zhifan."
"It is said that the passage of time is irreversible. My trick is to retrograde time. By looking back, I can theoretically reach any point in time."
"Unfortunately, it is only the initial stage and can only affect the geographical location, which means it can be traced back to a certain location in the past."
Lin Tian probably understood, "In other words, as long as you go back to the place where you have been, senior sister, you can arrive at it anytime and anywhere by traveling backwards in time?"
Murong Ge smiled lightly: "Junior brother, you are very smart. I have basically visited all Taoist sects, so I can use it here at will."
"As for junior brother, hold my hand." After saying that, Murong Ge Rouyi took Lin Tian's hand.
The white and soft touch made Lin Tian feel a little charming in his heart. The senior sister's hand was as smooth as white jade. It was the first time for him to hold the senior sister's hand.
Unfortunately, the time was very short. In an instant, Lin Tian and Murong Ge arrived at Daobeilu.
Daomen covers an area of tens of thousands of hectares, and Daobeilu is the northern corner of Daomen and the only relatively dark corner near Daomen.
The world of cultivating immortals is inherently about deceit and deception, especially the evil thoughts that arise during the cultivation process of monks. If they are suppressed all the time, it can range from heart disease to inner demons, losing humanity and becoming a demon that harms one party.
The Taoist sect has tried many methods and magic weapons to help its disciples alleviate their evil thoughts. Finally, it was discovered that the disciples who used the magic methods and magic weapons to relieve their evil thoughts and inner demons were unable to get rid of their inner demons until they suppressed them until the end.
It is better to be sparse than to block, so Daomen North came into being. On the one hand, there are many immortal cultivators outside the Daomen gathered here. The law of the jungle of all kinds of immortal cultivators is that the weak and the strong can eat each other without exception.
Secondly, in order to alleviate the inner demons of the disciples, the Taoist sect acquiesces to this situation. If the Taoist disciples have inner demons, they will come here to vent their emotions by torturing the scum, or participate in some indescribable piston movement...
"Sweat a little today." Lin Tiang had just been brought here by Murong Ge when he heard the voice of the spirit puppet.
"It's time to work in the kiln tomorrow!!!" As soon as Ling Puppet finished saying "Sweat a little today", there was a huge crowd shouting.
Lingpuppet: "It's not positive to lie to people."
Everyone: "There is something wrong with my thinking!!!"
As the spirit puppet took the lead, everyone began to continue shouting slogans: "Follow the boss and drink nine times a day!!!"
"At noon on the day of hoeing, the sweat dripped from the soil, and we arrived at Daobeilu. Eighty-five thousand a day!!!"
"If you want to succeed, go crazy first!!! Charge forward with all your spiritual power!!!"
Lin Tian heard the familiar shouting and covered his forehead helplessly. He didn't have to think that it must have been Shushu, Yanshen and the others, and even the spirit puppets were involved.
It turns out that Senior Sister brought her to find Shushu and the others, but...how come the three of them got into Dao Beilu? This is no longer within the Dao Sect.
"Oh, you three..." Lin Tian sighed, but it was a pity that he was buried in the enthusiastic shouts of the crowd.
"...You three!" Lin Tian's spiritual power gathered in his throat, and finally the rats and rats heard his voice.
When the puppet standing in front of everyone saw Lin Tianhou, he immediately clapped his hands and the whole place was silent for a moment, "Boss!"
Shushu and Swallowing God were originally lying on a recliner, and they were lying comfortably on it. Seven or eight "elegantly" dressed female cultivators surrounded them and fed them spiritual fruits.
But upon hearing the boss's voice, the two demons jumped up quickly and rushed towards Lin Tian.
"My best swordsman boss, you are finally here!" This was Shushu's voice.
"My most awesome boss, why are you here!" This is the voice of Swallowing God.
"Boss, what the hell, why are you here?" This was the voice of the spirit puppet.
Lin Tian looked at the three demons approaching him, half-smiling but not smiling: "You are quite powerful!"