The Taoist priest was dressed in an old black robe, with a wooden hairpin on his head, and he looked very simple. His face was withered, but his eyes were exceptionally clear and bright. When he looked at Shen Muzhi, Shen Muzhi suddenly had a thrill, and his whole brain felt much clearer in an instant.

Shen Muzhi had seen this Taoist priest in the first scene.

But when this Taoist priest passed by him, he didn't seem to see him, so why did he seem to see him at this moment.

When Shen Muzhi was puzzled, the Taoist priest suddenly spoke: "This knife is called Changsheng, and the souls of the dead under the knife are one hundred and eight thousand and one hundred.

Shen Muzhi couldn't help but be stunned.

The sword is such a killing weapon, especially the long knife in the hand of the general just now, which is destined to be stained with countless blood, and it is rare to be named Changsheng. It's more common to take the name of killing.

Just when Shen Muzhi was secretly thinking to himself, the Taoist priest suddenly said: "This knife is too heavy, with your strength, you can't suppress this knife's evil energy......" Saying, the Taoist priest's voice suddenly paused, and after his deep eyes turned on Shen Muzhi's face, he suddenly sighed: "Well, since this knife is in your hands, it is also fate." The poor path has passed on a spell that will help you suppress the evil spirit of the sword. Listen ...... well."

......

On the day of yin and yang, under the eaves of the guest room.

Shen Muzhi maintained his initial posture and stood there motionless.

On his face, pale red mist entwined, and as the red light above the long knife in his hand flickered, these pale red mist continued to drill in and out of his seven orifices.

After a moment, Shen Muzhi's hands holding the long knife suddenly moved slightly.

Suddenly, the red light on the long knife was magnificent, and the pale red mist covering his face also rolled violently. Under the mist, Shen Muzhi's brows were tightly locked, and under the closed eyelids, his eyes rolled rapidly, wanting to wake up, but he couldn't open his eyes.

Another moment.

Shen Muzhi's mouth suddenly muttered, so fast that people couldn't hear what he said at all.

It's just that, as he kept muttering to himself, golden runes suddenly automatically condensed around him, and then they were imprinted on the long knife.

At the beginning, when the golden rune fell, the red light from the long knife could still resist it, but with the increase of these golden runes, the red light from the blade gradually became a little irresistible.

As the first golden rune fell on the blade, after the blade trembled, most of the red light suddenly increased. The golden runes around him seemed to have spiritual sense, and it was the so-called taking advantage of his illness to kill him, and a surge of brain surged up in an instant. In the blink of an eye, the entire blade of the sword was covered with golden runes.

The red light on the blade of the knife was all gathered, and only the glittering golden light remained. After a few flickerings, all these runes disappeared into the blade and disappeared.

The pale red mist on Shen Muzhi's face also dissipated at this time, and his eyelids trembled, and he opened his eyes and woke up.

At the bottom of his eyes, there was a flash of golden light.

Looking down at the long knife called Changsheng in his hand, thinking about what the Taoist priest said to him in the underground space just now, his heart was suddenly a little confused.

What he saw just now, including the Taoist priest, should have been hallucinations.

But the Daoist mantra that the Taoist priest taught him was also real and useful.

If it weren't for the spell that had been passed on to him just now, he wouldn't have been able to shake off the effects of these evil qi so quickly and wake up from the hallucination just now.

What's going on here?

Shen Muzhi thought about it, raised his hand and brought the long knife in front of him, and after a little look, he found that there were indeed two words engraved on the blade near the handle. The font is not the same as the font used now, but if you look closely, you can recognize it in front of you, and it is indeed the word Changsheng.

Shen Muzhi looked at these two words, and suddenly became curious in his heart, who is that Taoist priest?

Also, what's going on in the city this month?

A deep curiosity swirled in his heart, giving Shen Muzhi the idea of leaving here immediately and going to Moon City to find out. However, as soon as this thought came to his mind, he was immediately suppressed by a wry smile.

Let's not talk about whether he can leave here or not, let's talk about the Purple Palace Realm just now.

If he guessed correctly, that Purple Palace Realm should be the master of Yuan Zhen, who is already dead, that is, a person from the Great Ming Sword Sect.

This person suddenly appeared, and was brought over by Zhang Yuan to find him, and he shot as soon as he met, and he was the kind of killer hand.

Shen Muzhi didn't think that Zhang Yuan couldn't stop this person, so he would let this person find him here and then attack him.

He didn't even think that this was Zhang Yuan's personal behavior in private.

This Yin Yang Heaven is obviously Qi Ming's master, without Qi Ming's permission, this Purple Palace Realm can't find him here. In other words, this revenge seeking in the Purple Palace Realm was allowed by Qi Ming, and it may even be controlled by him.

It seems that his previous guess was not wrong, this Qi Ming took a fancy to him, but in the same way, what he couldn't get, I'm afraid he would rather destroy it than let it go easily.

However, this Qi Ming should not be able to do it himself.

Even if this Qi Ming knew that he was no longer a disciple of the Great Sword Sect, but Yu Xin was able to come back to the door for him, which was enough to show his status in the heart of the Lord of Zhengyang Peak. Qi Ming should not hesitate to make a feud with the peak master of Zhengyang Peak in order to kill him.

That's why he wanted to borrow the hand of Master Yuan Zhen.

After all, if Master Yuan Zhen killed him, it can be inferred that Master Yuan Zhen was angry for a moment and didn't control his emotions, so he killed him by mistake. After all, when someone dies a disciple, it is also very reasonable for him to act too heavily in anger. When the time comes, Qi Ming apologizes a little, and then says a few more words, who can know what?

It's a pity that Yuan Zhen, the master's purple palace realm, is too watery.

I don't know how Qi Ming would feel if he knew that this Master Yuan Zhen couldn't help him.

Shen Muzhi estimated that Qi Ming should not be in the yin and yang days at this time, Yu Xin went out to find Xu Yi, and Qi Ming would probably follow secretly. After all, what he wanted on the surface was Xu Yi, but in fact he wanted the jade mansion and Miss Liu.

In Qi Ming's opinion, Shen Muzhi should not know the inside story.

But not necessarily in the new.

Qi Ming couldn't say it, but he didn't feel at ease and waited here for Yu Xin's general Xu Yi to send him.

What if it's just Xu Yi who is sent?

Of course, there was actually another reason why Shen Muzhi felt that Qi Ming was not here. That is, if Qi Ming was in the Yin and Yang Days, Master Yuan Zhen made a move just now, and when he saw that there was no hope of killing him in one fell swoop, he would probably not stand by coldly.

While thinking about this, Shen Muyi received the long knife in his hand into the wrench. Turning to look outside, it was already dark.

In the surrounding pear groves, there is a faint glow, reflecting the starlight in the sky. In the haze, there are a few different kinds of beauty.

After Shen Muzhi glanced at it, he withdrew his gaze and returned to the room.

The wound on the shoulder socket on the left shoulder is no longer bleeding, but the little sword intent remaining in the wound, if not disposed of as soon as possible, may affect the surrounding meridians.

Half an hour later, the remaining sword intent in the wound had finally been refined by him, and then applied those medicinal powders prepared by Xuan Cheng, and within three days, his hand would basically be able to move freely.

But Master Yuan Zhen's half hand, if it's gone, it's gone, and it can't be taken back.

When Shen Muzhi thought of this, he suddenly remembered something, and when he went out, he saw that the half of his hand was still on the ground. Shen Muzhi looked disgusted, stretched out his foot and kicked it out.

Regardless of whether this Master Yuan Zhen was instigated by Qi Ming and Zhang Yuan to kill him, but since he wanted to kill him, he had to leave some price!

Shen Muzhi raised his eyes again to look at the surrounding pear grove, the elegant fragrance fluttered in the wind, but vaguely, it was also murderous.

I'm afraid I won't be able to live tonight.

That Purple Palace Realm couldn't take revenge, and it suffered such a big loss, it definitely wouldn't be just like that!

Shen Muzhi looked at the pear grove and squinted his eyes slightly.

Along the way, life and death, swords and swords, nothing he has ever seen. At present, he naturally won't be afraid. Even, inexplicably, there is a feeling of blood boiling.

He wanted to see what kind of powerful helper he could find in that water-filled Purple Palace Realm!

......

On the other side, Zhang Yuan's residence.

Yuan Changqing's hand had already been bandaged. It's just that the evil qi left on the wound is very difficult, Yuan Changqing has tried all kinds of methods, but he has never been able to completely remove it, so he can only rely on his own spiritual power to suppress it at the wound. But this is not a long-term solution. After a long time, these evil qi will continue to soak the flesh around the wound, and then he can only cut the remaining half of his palm!

Thinking of this, Yuan Changqing's face became darker and darker.

At this time, Zhang Yuan came in from outside the house.

As soon as Yuan Changqing raised his eyes and saw him, the anger that had been suppressed in his heart suddenly couldn't be suppressed, and he shouted angrily towards Zhang Yuan: "Let me ask you, what is the origin of that kid?"

Zhang Yuan was disdainful in his heart, but he didn't dare to show the slightest on his face, so he hurriedly lowered his head and replied respectfully: "I heard that he is a disciple of the Great Sword Sect." ”

"What?" Yuan Changqing was startled: "Disciple of the Great Sword Sect?"

Zhang Yuan nodded: "I heard that yes, but how it is, the juniors are not very clear!"

"You don't know this, you don't know that, what is clear!How could Zhen'er fight with the people of the Great Sword Sect?" Yuan Zhen became more and more irritable.

Zhang Yuan stood there and replied, "This junior really doesn't know. When the incident happened last night, the juniors were not present, and when the juniors rushed to go again, Senior Brother Yuan ...... He's no longer good!"

As soon as Yuan Changqing heard the three words, the restless anger in his eyes became a little stronger. After gritting his teeth and sitting there silent for a moment, he suddenly asked Zhang Yuan, "When will Qi Ming come back?"

"This ......," Zhang Yuan replied with a deep groan: "Elder Qi, he didn't say it, and the juniors don't know it. ”

Hearing this, Yuan Changqing squinted his eyes, and his hand resting on the table suddenly clenched into a fist.

Zhang Yuan glanced at that hand, and a hint of brightness flashed in his eyes.