Shen Xianxun was just about to get up and leave, when a figure suddenly appeared.

Dressed in white, Shengxue, with long hair coiled up with a Tai Chi Liangyi hairpin. Behind him was a huge sword case.

"You are ......," Shen Xianxun wondered.

"Hehe, Xiaoyou don't have to be nervous, I see that Xiaoyou is extraordinary, I want to ask a few questions, can you answer them. "He came to be polite and polite, and said that he wanted to teach himself.

"Please speak!" Shen Xianxun hurriedly got up and clasped his hands, very respectful.

"Poor Dao has recently found a divine weapon, which is unparalleled in power, and its forging methods are rare in the world, but ......... A friend of the poor road saw the origin of this sword. ”

The man paused, and said: "This sword is used by an ancient evil cultivator, how many thousands of creatures died under the sword, that evil cultivator used this sword to bring disaster to the people for a hundred years, poor Dao friends persuaded poor Dao to destroy this sword, poor Dao is puzzled, can you answer?"

Shen Xian thought for a while, and said: "All things have spirits, good and evil are just between a thought, if it is an evil cultivator, he is chivalrous and righteous, it is for good, if it is because he is famous and decent, he does no evil, it is evil." ”

"There is no distinction between good and evil in the dead, but if there is good in the heart of the person who holds the hand, it is good. ”

"Hahaha, Xiaoyou's words, the poor road suddenly opened. The man laughed.

"Poor Zheng Hailong, Xiaoyou, you have a fate with me, and you are good. ”

Jian Xiu, who claimed to be Zheng Hailong, smiled, and after a sentence, he would disappear in the blink of an eye.

After Zheng Hailong left, he drank still, the breeze, the fallen leaves, and everything returned to normal.

Shen Xianxun turned his gaze, and he was still sitting where he had just been sitting, as if he had not moved as if he had been around him before.

"Dan...... How is it possible, it takes two hours to recover after meditating and pranayama at the earliest, and the kung fu that has just sat down is ...... It's recovered?"

"Boy, why did your cultivation suddenly improve?"

"I ...... I'm in the late stage of martial arts!" Shen Xianxun was pleasantly surprised to find that his cultivation had jumped a long way, which was incredible.

"Xudu, let me ask you something. "What happened just now was too weird, Shen Xianxun and Yu both communicated.

"From this point of view, you should be an opportunity for your human race, the rumored Zhuang Zhou Mengdie, a dream for a thousand years. After listening to Shen Xianxun's description, Yu Du replied.

"Zhuang Zhou Mengdie...... A dream for a thousand years!"

"Yes, there are some earth immortals who will put their dreams to the test, and the more you pass to satisfy them, the more precious what you will gain. ”

"Is that so......" Shen Xianxun muttered.

"Hehe, it's good that you didn't convince him to destroy the sword. He smiled.

"What's wrong? Does that mean anything else?"

"That old Taoist cultivation is extremely high, and he can forcibly drag you into a dream without me noticing, and he should have noticed my existence, and specially modified the question and asked you. ”

"If you let him destroy that sword, he will kill you!"

"Kill me?"

"Because when I left the Tomb of Gods and Demons, I had a vision of heaven and earth, a kind of ...... A vision of heaven and earth that only the Martial God can perceive. ”

"So...... You mean that he found you in me, and came down to ask me this question, to test my character, and if I have a different heart, saying that good and evil are not in the same category, he will kill me!"

"It can be understood this way. ”

"Then if we encounter this kind of extremely high cultivation power again in the future, won't I die?"

"It's simple, I usually hide in the mirror when I talk to you. ”

"The heart mirror, the white mirror that was pulled out of the blood tablet?"

Shen Xianxun remembered that during the time when he had taken away him before, he had taken out a mirror from the blood tablet.

"Yes, the most basic effect of that thing is to hide from the world, and now you have abundant spiritual power, and you can basically maintain the heart mirror. ”

"What the hell!

He was shocked to find that his memory was disordered at this moment.

All kinds of pictures in the past are forced into view like a horse, and you can't see it if you don't want to.

"Is the environment ........." Shen Xianxun was stunned, looking at the constantly blurred and changing scenes around him. Jiuzhou Chinese

There was no one, as if he were the only one left in heaven and earth.

The scene was still changing, and soon a ruined temple courtyard appeared beside him.

"The ruined temple that I walked through two years ago!"

Shen Xianxun walked to the front of the house in the middle, and the door creaked open.

Very ordinary furnishings, when you enter the door, you see a table, there is a bed on the left, and the bed is separated from the table by a screen.

On the right, there is only one wardrobe.

Shen Xianxun stared at the direction of the bed, leveled his breath and walked slowly step by step.

Five steps,

Four steps,

Three steps,

Walking to the screen, Shen Xianxun's right hand bent unconsciously.

The gloomy ancient temple, a strange old monk, a quiet and strange room, the sweat on Shen Xianxun's forehead flowed down.

Lift the screen!

The expected ghost did not appear, Shen Xianxun walked to the bed and lifted the quilt.

Or nothing.

Turn around and prepare to go out to find the other two rooms.

Suddenly!

A pair of hands reached out from under the bed and grabbed his ankles.

Shen Xianxun suddenly lowered his head and saw a pair of dry and rotten hands grasping him.

Before Shen Xianxun could make a move, the hands tugged back hard.

Shen Xianxun was dragged under the bed with half of his body.

"Hmph. ”

Shen Xianxun grabbed the bed frame with both hands, and then dragged it towards the screen.

A bed was thrown out by him, smashing into the screen with a slight creak.

"Palm Thunder!" Lightning appeared in the palm of his hand, instantly condensing into a golden spherical thing.

Towards the goblin's head, he slapped it with one palm.

Boom!

The thing that grabbed his leg instantly blackened, and a pair of withered hands stopped their strength and let go.

"There are two left!" Shen Xianxun hurriedly got up and ran to the room on the left.

Who grabbed his own things just now, and saw clearly through the electric light, and the old monk was almost the same, dry, rotten, and stench.

Nearly two-thirds of the time for one stick of incense has passed, and if you don't get these two things done quickly, when the canopy disappears, there will be a big trouble.

Shen Xianxun ran to the room on the left, and sure enough, there was also a walking corpse under the bed, this walking corpse looked like a man, wearing a tattered scholar's uniform.

It should be that the scholar who passed through here was blinded, walked into this ancient temple, was eaten by the old monk, and was left as a small novice.

"Palm thunder!" With a slash, the walking corpse in the scholar's clothes turned into a puddle of ash.

Now he doesn't have time to remember others, because if he doesn't hurry, he'll have to join them.

Two palm thunderbolts were split out in a row, and the breath of the most masculine and rigid appeared in the other courtyard.

The old monk in the distance looked at the distance suspiciously, and then looked at the canopy.

Walked towards the courtyard.........