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The blood-red blade burned with flames.

Murong Jie had never seen a knife of such a material, let alone a knife that could burn on its own, but he knew very well that this was an out-and-out treasure knife.

This knife was cast perfectly, it could be said that there was no flaw at all, and in the face of such a miracle of creation, Murong Jie was stunned and amazed.

This knife was held in Murong Jie's hand, causing him to feel a warm current that poured into his body like an initiation, dispelling the uneasiness and fear in his heart.

There were countless treasure knives in the hidden knife mound, but in Murong Jie's opinion at this time, there was no knife here that could compare with the fierce blade in his hand.

The treasure knife in Murong Jie's hand seemed to be extremely excited, and the surging flames were endless, as if it contained a steady stream of power.

The treasure knife suddenly emitted a burst of strange light, instantly dispelling the haze behind Murong Jie, the flames burned Murong Jie's arm, but he couldn't feel the temperature of the flames at all, could it be just an illusion.

After a raging burst of passion, the raging flames slowly dissipated, and the blood-red blade bloomed with a blue-purple light.

This strange light is completely different from the sharpness of his father's Jin Yao Qinglong Knife, not the kind of domineering that snatches the dignity of the Ao, but the demonic spirit that gives people a feeling of fluctuation.

Murong Jie held the treasure knife in both hands, his eyebrows fluttered on his face, he was a little carried away, he looked and looked, and looked and looked, he really couldn't put it down. Bai Plating means that hey, the eye brother closes the mouth and heart chapter

What puzzled Murong Jie the most was the huge treasure knife that was more than five feet long, which was held in his hand at this time, without any weight at all, like a cow's hair in his hand, and he couldn't feel any weight.

After some scrutiny, Murong Jie was surprised to find that on the blood-red blade of this treasure knife, the word "Red Lotus" was engraved with Qin Seal, and Murong Jie recognized these two words.

In Murong Wangfu, there is a Red Lotus Pavilion, Qin Seal's "Red Lotus" word, and other words from the palace, there are significant differences, so Murong Jie's memory of Qin Seal's "Red Lotus" can be said to be very clear, unexpectedly at this moment on this treasure knife, there is actually this "Red Lotus" word.

It's just that I don't know if this is the name of this knife, or the name of the knife casting craftsman, anyway, I don't know the name of this treasure knife, so I simply made one up and called it "Red Lotus Blade".

Looking at the "Red Lotus Blade" in his hand, Murong Jie was overjoyed, what the danger of approaching step by step, what kind of mental method of the eight veins of the strange meridians, and even the unbearable dry mouth were all left behind by Murong Jie, after all, he was still a child, and it was too easy to indulge in the physical objects in front of him.

But how did he know that this Red Lotus Treasure Knife was an authentic demon knife.

A thousand years ago, the Zhou dynasty declined, and the Western Qin rose. The tyrant won the government, relying on the legacy of his ancestors, rampant in the sea, encroaching on the whale and swallowing the whale, gathering the six countries as his own.

He thought that he was "virtuous and three emperors, and meritorious to the five emperors", so he called the emperor of the three emperors and the emperor of the five emperors, and used this title to show his merits.

It's a pity that the merits of this tyrant are all forged by blood and rain, and by virtue of force, he succeeded by luck, but he is arrogant and self-respecting.

Don't you know that the emperor has the emperor, the emperor has the emperor's virtue, and the thousand-year-old dictatorship of China began with the Ying government.

Kyushu was unified, and he thought that he would have nothing to do with it. I heard that in the past, Dayu traveled the world, according to the words of the Nine Heavens Xuannu, he was able to feather and ascend to the immortal, and since then he has been in the immortal class.

The first emperor was a good immortal, and his heart suddenly moved, and he issued an edict to go out on a cruise. Coming to Shandong Ludi, this is the hometown of Confucius and Mencius, Confucianism prevails, proficient in the ancient system, these scholars who read the ancient books must know the ritual system of Mount Tai in the past.

So recruited hundreds of Confucians, want to inquire about the etiquette of Zen, although these Confucians have knowledge, but since the King of Wu has been killed, it has been nearly 800 years, there has never been a ceremony of Zen, all the Confucians dare not speak, all are speechless.

The First Emperor was displeased, thinking that these Confucians, unwilling to let themselves become immortals, or the so-called Confucian rites, were just deceiving the world.

After visiting the world, no one knew that the former sealing ceremony and Zen ceremony, the first emperor was angry, and issued an edict to burn all the words of a hundred schools.

Only the Yin and Yang family has a Xu Fu, this person is clever and eloquent, and he wants to go to the overseas immortal mountain for the first emperor to find the way to ascend to the immortals, which makes the Yin and Yang family lucky to escape the catastrophe.

In addition, the three sects, nine streams and ten families were all tragically destroyed, and Nuwa Palace was not spared.

The First Emperor ordered the burning of Nuwa Palace, Nuwa is the head of all demons, leading the demons of the Three Realms, if Nuwa Palace is burned, the demons in the world will not be in chaos.

Nuwa is benevolent by nature and can't bear the world's evil spirits, but the immortals have an agreement that after King Wu is killed, the immortals are not allowed to interfere in the affairs of the world.

Therefore, I had to invite my brother Fu Xi to use the innate pure yang qi to supplement the five elements of heaven with the spar of the five elements of the sky, and inherit the thirty-three golden lotus of Haotian to seal the evil thoughts of ten thousand demons, and refine this red lotus demon blade to avoid a catastrophe in the world.

The resentment and evil magic of ten thousand demons are all sealed in the red lotus blade, so it is said that this is an out-and-out demon knife.

Murong Jie didn't know what demon knives were or not, and the ecstasy and excitement in his heart made him tremble with the "Red Lotus Blade", the waving flower branches, and the place where the flame knife light passed, immediately left colorful knife marks on the rock cave wall.

After an hour or two, Murong Jie, who was out of breath, found a place to sit down and rest, and the feeling of hunger arose.

Murong Jie didn't want to be a starving ghost, so he dragged the Red Lotus Treasure Knife around and searched around, hoping to find something to satisfy his stomach.

Murong Jie walked farther and farther away from Wanren Dao Mountain, and the light beside him became more and more dim.

There are nine bends and eighteen bends in this cave, the big hole is set with a small hole, and the small hole is connected with the big hole, no matter where you go, it looks the same, as if it is always spinning in place.

Murong Jie was scurrying around in the cave, and accidentally found that in the grotto not far away, there seemed to be flickering candlelight shaking, and there seemed to be a few figures floating around.

If there were really people in the grotto, then he would be able to find water and food, but if there was no one in there, Murong Jie would not dare to continue to think about it.

After some hard needlework in his heart, Murong Jie still planned to turn around and leave as soon as possible, so as not to encounter something unclean.

But in addition to being frightened, I couldn't help but be curious and wanted to find out.

Suddenly, three strange black shadows flashed in front of Murong Jie's eyes, so frightened that Murong Jie even threw the treasure knife in his hand.

He covered his mouth with both hands, for fear that he would make a little noise and alarm these ghosts of unknown origin.

After a stalemate with each other for a long time, Murong Jie felt that something was wrong, tentatively stretched out his hand and shook it gently, and the three black shadows immediately stretched out their hands and shook it, Murong Jie was suddenly startled, and he didn't dare to make any moves.

It was a stalemate for a long time, the more Murong Jie thought about it, the more strange he felt, he stretched out his hand again and shook it, and the three black shadows also stretched out their hands and shook it again, this time Murong Jie seemed to see something.

He carefully picked up the fallen red lotus blade, and at this time, the three black shadows also drew their own sabers.

Murong Jie swallowed his saliva nervously, and shook the red lotus blade cautiously, only to see three black shadows also shaking the saber in his hand at the same time, and at this time Murong Jie finally came to his senses.

What kind of ghost is this, it's basically his own shadow, and he's really cowardly as a mouse, and he scared himself out.

Murong Jie sighed lightly, regained his spirits, and mustered up the courage to walk forward.

Outside the grotto, Murong Jie saw very clearly that there was indeed a figure dancing a knife in the grotto. He immediately hid in the cave wall, craned his neck and quietly looked inside, but saw no one.

Murong Jie walked into the grotto with courage, and the warm yellow light in the grotto was completely different from the cold and cold light emitted by Dao Mountain.

It gives people a warm feeling and makes people feel energetic like never before. Murong Ke's whole body was full of strength, and that kind of comfort and exhilaration, which could not be expressed in words.

When he came to the grotto, except for a lantern swaying in the wind, he couldn't see it alone, let alone find anything hungry, and Murong Jie was deflated at that time.

Murong Jie stretched out his hand and took off the lantern on the stone wall, and saw the words "soul-attracting lamp" written on the lantern, which made him feel extremely unlucky, only when he went out for funerals, he would use such lanterns, could it be said that there were still tombs in this grotto.

Thinking of this, Murong Jie suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, he looked around with a lantern, and did not find any coffins, but found that the surrounding stone walls were all painted with various patterns.

The paintings on the stone walls are all stories that Murong Jie is familiar with.

Wenjiu beheaded Huaxiong, three British battles against Lu Bu, Tushan about three things, thousands of miles to ride alone, single knife bravely to the meeting, flooded the Wei Seventh Army...... The characters in the painting are lifelike and vivid, and each picture scroll is inseparable from the martial saint Guan Yu.

Murong Jie's face was happy, Guan Yu Guan Yunchang was the most admired figure, along the grotto full of murals, Murong Jie unknowingly, walked into another huge cave, in this dim cave, like the secret room seen at the beginning, there are also eight huge portraits, but obviously there is no resemblance to the previous portraits.

This time, Murong Jie understood that he recognized each of the four big characters engraved on the rock wall.

The stone wall is carved with nothing else, it is the four big characters of "Spring and Autumn Eight Laws".

Murong Jie was overjoyed, since he came to this hidden sword mound, how could his luck be so good?

What do you want to come, this is really to let yourself, by mistake, find the key to the "Spring and Autumn Eight Methods".

But Murong Jie only glanced at it, and then he couldn't help but pursed his lips, and his face was full of unbelievable expressions.

This "Spring and Autumn Eight Laws" is too simple!

Murong Jie really couldn't understand why he had to practice for thirty or fifty years to be able to achieve a little success in such an ordinary eight-move knife style, which was a bit too exaggerated.

I only glanced at it, and I was already in my chest.

Looking at the "Spring and Autumn Eight Laws" on the stone wall, Murong Jie was puzzled, just such a little effort, the ancestors of the Murong family actually achieved a little in their lives, if this was spread, wouldn't the world laugh off their big teeth.

Murong Jie hadn't learned a day of kung fu, so how could he know that this seemingly simple sword technique contained in it was the heroic cultivation of the unity of heaven and man.

Martial saint Guan Yu is the Demon Emperor of the Three Realms of Mighty Shock, I think at the beginning, Wen Jiu beheaded Huaxiong, beheaded Yan Liang and Wen Chou, and passed five levels to kill six generals, which one was not a brave and good general, and which one was not killed by him with a knife, this is the Tianwei of the Martial Sage, and it is also the subtlety of the "Spring and Autumn Eight Laws".

Ten thousand tricks to learn one, how to compare, one trick to learn ten thousand. Murong Jie, who didn't know anything, thought that he was on par with his father and brothers after a while, and now he was on par with his father and brothers, and he had completely comprehended the key to the "Eight Methods of Spring and Autumn".

Don't say anything about the five ancestors of the Sword Sect, the four great gods, the two saints of the north and the south, and the three immortals of Penglai, these masters who have been famous for a long time, even if they are Taishang Laojun, Primordial Tianzun, and Tongtian Sect Master, they are not his opponents.

After a while, he learned the "Eight Methods of Spring and Autumn", and Murong Jie was full of ambition. Just as he was fantasizing about how to dominate the three sects after leaving the Tibetan Sword Tomb, suddenly a strange black shadow slowly climbed to his feet.

This time, he could clearly distinguish that this black shadow was not his own shadow.