The Moon Cage Valley is extremely cold, but it is not the sin created by this moonlight, but the life here is like this. For some reason, the sun was scorching like a volcanic eruption, the magma was all over the ground, and the night was as cold as snow and frost.

If Lin Hao hadn't been frozen before the Northern Darkness Ice Silkworm in the dantian, his physical body might not be able to withstand the cold, and he would have been unable to walk a long time ago. There is a flow of life qi here, it is impossible to die, the cold is blazing and overwhelming, like the eighteen people in the depths of the stone forest, three or five together, warming each other, unable to move at all, only one breath is left to linger, death can not live, suffering from the torture of wandering on the edge of life and death.

And which ghosts can't suffer such devastation, so they blow up their dantian, without their physical bodies, they can avoid the pain of flesh and skin, but they are mentally tortured, and all kinds of hardships in their lives are always with them, compared to Lin Hao, it is just a little better.

Lin Hao clasped his hands, trembling and staggering into the stone forest, and saw the three people tied together to warm each other, Lin Hao couldn't do it, fell to the ground and crawled towards those people.

In the face of such an unfamiliar face, these people were silent, and Lin Hao was still approaching. It's a pity that when Lin Hao approached them, there was no so-called warmth, it was all his mother's self-deception.

Lin Hao was completely helpless, like a living dead, drooping his head, his body seemed to be no longer shaking, and he was alive like a gossamer.

What bit his tongue and committed suicide by hitting the wall...... and so on, and a series of operations, all in vain.

The ghost in the place where the ghost is buried is crying and howling, and I don't know when I will be able to rest.

The moonlight was still like water, not frozen by the cold, Lin Hao was dying, as if he was about to die, but there was a trace of residual breath left, and he could not enter the portal.

Lin Hao's whole body was covered with a layer of ice flowers, his face was pale, his lips were purple, lying under the boulder in the cold moonlight, the cold covered him, I don't know when, Lin Hao only felt that his brain was shaking, and then his consciousness entered an inexplicable space, and he always felt a trace of warmth.

"Am I finally dead?" but why am I still conscious?" Lin Hao asked in the dark, obviously unable to believe it.

A glimmer of light in the darkness appeared in front of Lin Hao like a bright light in the night. That light slowly approached him, and after a while, he was greeted by an old man in white with gray hair, exuding white brilliance all over his body, obviously an energy body. The protruding skull of the old man in white was covered with a layer of dry and wrinkled human skin, but his eyes were bright, and he looked at Lin Hao carefully.

"Hahaha, it seems that the person didn't deceive the deity! Such a pure immortal bloodline, I didn't let the deity wait for thousands of years in vain, the inheritance of this sword path will not let it be dusty if it falls on you, the deity is pleased." The old man in white stroked his beard, his wrinkled face was like a flower, smiled and nodded to Lin Hao, who knew nothing, and said with a smile, "With a trace of his breath, you can't be wrong." ”

"A wisp of divine sense?" Lin Hao looked at this energy body, and couldn't help but ask, and said in surprise, "Who is he?"

"Yes, the deity is a wisp of divine consciousness and an energy body of the Yin and Yang Sword Venerable. You are the one who the deity is waiting for, and the deity has introduced your consciousness, and you can not only get my kendo inheritance, but also get the opportunity to control this world, as for him? When talking about this world, the old man in white unconsciously raised his head, feeling very proud, as if it was his proud work.

Yin Yang Sword Venerable?

This name Lin Hao is a little unheard of, but it sounds quite powerful. He didn't explain much about this. This reminded Lin Hao of when he met Yuan Jiu, and he was also a second monk, and he was confused.

When Lin Hao thought of this, he suddenly felt sad, lowered his head, didn't speak, didn't die, he was naturally helpless.

Yin Yang Sword Venerable's eyes were like torches, or maybe he saw Lin Hao's suicide when he woke up, so he saw what Lin Hao was thinking at a glance, and asked, "Little doll, isn't it good to live?"

Lin Hao still had nothing to say, and hung his head, as if he didn't want to mention this topic.

I saw the old man in white fluttering, pinching a magic trick in his hand, and the white light bloomed and shot into Lin Hao's body.

Then he twisted his goatee, which was as white as snow, unraveled his surprised look, and his eyes widened in an instant, and the green tendons on his wrinkled face were built, naturally he understood what Lin Hao was thinking, and said angrily, "You can't even cross this little thing, how can you talk about pursuing that great avenue to heaven! If you are such a immortal bloodline, don't leave this inheritance of the deity, lest it be defiled by you!" and sighed, "What's more, that soul is not dead yet, his things are so easy to die." ”

Lin Hao was not stupid, he was overjoyed when he heard this, Yuan Jiu was not dead, and asked eagerly, "Is Yuan Jiu really not dead?"

Yin Yang Jianzun looked at Lin Hao with a look of hatred for iron and steel, maybe he didn't want to miss such a pure immortal bloodline, or maybe he didn't want to let all these years of waiting for time be in vain, so he nodded helplessly, and said impatiently, "You kid is really verbose! ”

Lin Hao suddenly woke up.

"Thank you seniors for waking up the kid, I suddenly found hope to live, I will definitely change my past mistakes in the future, I will work hard to cultivate in the future, I will not use the power outside my body, and I will no longer talk lightly about life and death. Lin Hao was ecstatic and swore an oath.

Yuan Jiu did not die, Lin Hao's mistake was because he relied too much on Yuan Jiu's strength, resulting in Yuan Jiu having no life, so he regretted a lot in his heart, and did not hesitate to throw away the burden on his shoulders, regardless of anything, and bent on death. Now that Yuan Jiu has nothing to do, he is naturally alive.

"Waste, what hope to live?Yuan Jiu is not your hope to live, you are!" Facing Lin Hao's joy, the Yin Yang Sword Venerable poured a basin of cold water without any spare strength, and said angrily, "How can you let the deity rest assured that the Yin Yang Sword Dao will be taught to you!"

"The seniors misunderstood, the juniors did not regard Yuanjiu as the hope of my life, my life is up to me, and I will not dishonor the bloodline of this immortal family!" Lin Hao said indignantly, his eyes were like the sun, and his will was extremely firm.

Seeing this, the Yin Yang Sword Venerable was overjoyed in his heart, and said with a smile, "This is what the bloodline of the Immortal Family should look like! Accept the inheritance and crisscross this evil place!"

Before the words fell, the Yin Yang Sword Venerable drew a mysterious trajectory in the air with both hands, the immortal pointed the way, and a beam of light like the Milky Way shot into Lin Hao's mind, and the moment he came in, dense scriptures poured into Lin Hao's mind unslowly, "Only by stealing yin and yang, can all things be swordsmen, can stand at the top of the way of the sword." Looking at all things in the world, the law of change of yin and yang, in order to understand the sword of yin and yang, and then apply it to the sword, with their own heart as the main, the heart is stronger than the stone, not moved by the outside world, the sword move is supplemented, from simple to complex, from complex to simple, the changes are endless, a sword and a move, are yin and yang, but also life and death. Yin and yang, must be balanced, this sword path is difficult, just like the way to the sky, a little careless, either yin or yang, not into the devil that is ordinary. The meaning of the sword, the intention is as you like, a thought of the sword qi spans 30,000 miles, and then the sword light shines on the nineteen states, the intention is to move the sword, do whatever you want. The way of the sword, the way without me, the heart without obstacles, the way of the sword is indestructible, stepping on the sea of blood in the corpse mountain, fluttering sword fairy sword sky shock. The yin and yang of the sword is the way of heaven, and I am the master of a sword, and the sword immortal of Tianshan must also bow his head ......"

The sword path scriptures were constantly intertwined in Lin Hao's mind, and they were endless. After the scripture recitation was completed, a figure danced with a sword in his mind, and the moves changed in thousands of ways, from simple to complex and from complex to simple, during which the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and the sword intent continued to rise, which remained in Lin Hao's mind for a long time.

At the end of the inheritance, the brilliance on Lin Hao's body flowed, and then he was shocked, and the majestic sword momentum burst back in the void, and the halo instantly dispersed, like a wave hitting a stone.

Beginning to become a sword domain!

Lin Hao sincerely knelt down and kowtowed, watching the light and shadow of the Yin Yang Sword Venerable gradually dissipate, and finally disappeared, leaving only a hearty laugh, and a thousand sighs, as if relieved.

"You are free in the sky, and I send the world full of snow. ”