"Yang Shaoxia, think about it, a person who can use anger, resentment, and killing intent to maximize the power of the Chiyou Sword, what kind of person will that be?

A person began to kill people because of resentment, and the incomparably powerful sword in his hand perfectly realized his will, and countless blood lights continued to cleanse his eyes, is this person still eroded with a sword soul? ”

"......" Yang Dong suddenly remembered the last time he fought with the Great Training Priest, and at the moment when he urged the Chiyou Sword Qi to be released, he seemed to be really a little uncontrollable, and even ...... I want to kill the priest of the Great Training.

Is this the transformation of one's own mind?

Anger and hatred can also be turned into demons without the influence of external forces.

When I was in the Datang world, I told myself that I had demons in my heart that had not been eliminated, and I couldn't enter the Tao by magic, did I mean this?

But even if you want to understand it, the shadow of the age of seven cannot be erased in Yang Dong's mind in this life, it is a nightmare that Yang Dong does not want to mention in his heart, but will always be hidden.

Windbeard continued: "It is impossible for the sword soul of Chiyou Sword to control the pure yin and pure yang sword master, it is only possible to resonate with the sword master's heart, and the sword master will slowly be devoured by his own heart demon, and finally perfectly integrate with the sword soul of Chiyou Sword.

This is also the unity of the human sword, which is different from the unity of the human sword that is not pure yin and pure yang, it expresses the will of the owner of the Chiyou Sword, but their result is the same, whether it is pure yin and pure yang or not, the final performance of the Chiyou Sword is endless killing. ”

"Will I have that day?" Yang Dong said softly.

"Yang Shaoxia, what are you talking about?" Windbeard looked at Yang Dong suspiciously.

Yang Dong shook his head: "It's nothing, it seems that I have to hand over this Xuannu sword to a woman." He smiled reluctantly.

After nightfall, the forest is even more invisible, tomorrow night is the day when the White Tiger Seven Nights are fully gathered, Hua Baibeard and other South Vietnamese swordsmen plan to rest for the night, and continue to look tomorrow, find an open cave to sleep.

Yang Dong's ghost eyes see things at night as much as during the day, and his divine sense is not affected by the darkness, but this alchemy forest is full of formations, and there is no wind beard to break the formation, and it will be very tiring to rely on his divine sense to circumvent it.

During the day, there were so many trap birds, especially the red trap bird, Ye Zhou's internal qi consumption was serious, and Yang Dong also planned to take a break first, and by the way, he would recover the consumed true qi. After the others fell asleep, Yang Dong meditated and breathed on the side.

The towering trees are not high, and I don't know what kind of bird calls echo in the dark, gloomy and terrifying, Ye Zhou quietly leaned under a big tree with a thick dustpan, running true qi, and suddenly frowned, and the faint sound came into Yang Dong's ears.

"What are you doing?" Yang Dong didn't open his eyes, and asked in a cold voice while breathing.

"You really didn't fall asleep, that's right, in the alchemy forest, who dares to really fall asleep. ”

Black Sword picked up the Moon Shadow Sword that Yang Dong had placed next to him, stood up, and Bai Jian stood up from behind another big tree, took the Moon Shadow Sword thrown by Black Sword, and pulled out its sheath.

"Good sword. Bai Jian looked at the blade and smiled.

"The old man of the wind beard said that it was a good sword, or a fairy sword that the ten famous swords could not compare, naturally it was not bad, it depends on whether you can wake up this sword. Black Sword laughed.

Bai Jian disdainfully "cut" a sound: "The old lady was born for the sword since she was a child, what sword in my hand will only produce a greater value than itself, just a Xuannu sword, there will be no problem." ”

"You're really made to be cheap. ”

Yang Dong opened his eyes and glanced at the two of them: "If you want to take this sword, aren't you going to say hello to his master?"

"I didn't plan to, but now I feel like it's necessary. The black sword looked at Yang Dong lightly, and said casually: "Yang Dong, this sword belongs to my sister Bai Pian, you won't not agree, right?"

"Do I have more options?"

"You'd better agree, so that we can go on in peace, and you can get out of the Alchemy Forest alive. ”

Yang Dong lowered his head and smiled, clapped his hands and stood up, and looked at the black and white swords playfully: "You have a good calculation, take my sword, and ask me to help you deal with the trap birds in the forest, when you get out, you won't be so kind to let me go, right?" Even if it is to prevent the news of the birth of the fairy sword, you will kill me, won't you?"

Black Sword looked at Yang Dong with a sneer: "Do you think you have any other way to go?" You only have to gamble and bet on our kindness, otherwise you will be killed by me now, this is the sorrow of low cultivation, and it is also your life." ”

Yang Dong smiled helplessly, these two people's cultivation is higher than him, but they only rely on cultivation to eat, and he Yang Dong has died hundreds of times. Shao Chong's sword slowly accumulated, and he was about to make a move, when a female voice came.

"I don't know whose life is sad. ”

The swordsmen of the South Vietnamese Jianlin who were resting in the cave came out, and it was the silver swordsman Ah Ling who spoke. Yang Dong silently collected his sword qi.

Ah Ling stepped forward and glanced at the black and white swords with disdain: "You are too anxious, aren't you? It's not too late to do it when you get out of the forest, you want to do it here, have you asked us?"

The black and white swords stared at Ah Ling, stunned for several seconds, and laughed at the same time.

"Little girl, even if you dare to come out and meddle in your affairs? Do you think there are a lot of you? With your cultivation, believe it or not, I can slaughter you all with a single sword move?"

The white sword on the side said impatiently: "Since it came out, let's solve it together, Windbeard, didn't you say that you found Heiyun Xin? ”

"Oh, you still want my things, old man?" Windbeard smiled kindly, and the eight swordsmen next to him, such as Whitebeard, were always arrogant and ruthless.

Bai Jian was enraged by the laughter of the wind beard, and said loudly: "Brother, what are you talking about with this group of waste, the Black Cloud Heart is on them, except for Yang Dong, all the others are killed, are you afraid that you won't get the Black Cloud Heart?"

The black sword nodded, and the two of them drew their swords at the same time, the sword of the white sword pointed at the nearest Ah Ling, and the sword of the black sword went straight to the white beard.

The white beard lowered his eyebrows and lowered his head, and he didn't look at the black sword that stabbed him, and with a "bang", Ah Ling's sword was pulled out, only to see a white light flash, and a scream of "ah" sounded, and the white sword's arm brought up blood flowers, and his body flew out.

"White mercy. ”

The black sword was shocked, and before he could react, Ah Ling's sword had already arrived in front of him.

"What a great swordsmanship. ”

Hei Jian's face changed greatly, and he hurriedly withdrew to meet the enemy, but his swordsmanship was like a snail swinging compared to Ah Ling's swordsmanship, and he resisted a few moves in embarrassment, and was pierced through his chest by Ah Ling's sword. (To be continued.) )