"Do you want to know how the sword immortal in the novel is cultivated?"

In the Xiling Mountain Range, Sun Dasheng pulled out his sword with a grin, and Hu Rui's exaggerated expression could already swallow an egg directly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Wow, what a beautiful sword, I love it so much"

Sun Dasheng rolled his eyes, he knew that modern girls are always susceptible to the temptation of gorgeous appearances, so Sun Dasheng asked directly:

"Ruirui, do you want to fly?"

"Ah, can you still fly?"

Ling Fox's eyes and mouth were all round.

Sun Dasheng smiled and nodded: "Yes, of course you can!" Have you read a web novel? Just like you skateboard during the day, you can just put your feet on top of your sword. ”

"Can I become a Sword Immortal?" Ling Fox Rui's cheeks were already red with excitement.

According to Professor Sun Dasheng's method, Ling Hurui connected his divine sense with the sword, and his spiritual power was maintained between the sword people, and he saw that the sword made a "buzzing" sound, and it slowly flew around Ling Hurui.

Suddenly, I heard Ling Fox Rui shouting "Go", the sword accelerated suddenly, it flew out like an arrow from the string, and with a "snap", a spark bloomed on a rock in the distance, and the sword pierced through tofu like a needle, leaving a huge hole in the stone.

"Yes, yes, this is the sword control style, I can't imagine that you have no teacher."

The little girl's intelligence surprised Sun Dasheng again, and made Fox Rui drive the sword to fly again, until she was skillful in using it, she slowly controlled the sword to fly, and Fox Rui carefully stepped on the top of the sword, and the sword supported her and floated slowly.

The sword slowly accelerated, causing the fox to shake a little in the air. At first, she was very nervous, but when Ling Hurui found that her spiritual power was maintained, and her center of gravity was actually more stable, her mood suddenly relaxed.

With a "whoosh", the sword accelerated suddenly, causing Hu Rui to keep leaning forward, and she shouted excitedly on the sword, and the little girl's wild personality was released again.

After a day of practicing in the forest, Ling Hu Rui was already able to control her sword very skillfully, sometimes flying among the clouds, sometimes shuttling through the forest, her vigorous posture was like a swimming dragon.

When night fell, Ling Hu Rui jumped off the sword, she threw herself into Sun Dasheng's arms, and Ling Hu Rui said excitedly:

"Brother Saint, thank you for your birthday gift, I like this sword so much!"

……

Ling Hu Han didn't have much of the heart to study the supernatural, because he knew that the biggest supernatural phenomenon was by his side, and with Monkey King here, those demons and monsters were actually nothing.

But Sun Dasheng's identity is a secret, and Linghu Han still has to deal with the work at hand, so he is now leading a team in a cemetery, because some time ago it was reported that it was haunted.

The cemetery is located in the western Sichuan Plateau, near Tibet, which is rarely visited and is said to be the burial place of the ancient Miao people, and now this area has been completely turned into ruins.

The alpine forest has grown on the cemetery, and deep in the weeds is the ruins of the wall, and with a "quack", a jackdaw was startled by the crowd, and a four-legged snake on the stone wall immediately ran into the crack in the ground.

"Is this the place?" Linghu Han asked.

Chen Xiaoyi nodded and replied:

"Yes, this is it. There have been reports of tour groups having tourists go missing here. ”

Linghu Han frowned and looked at the huge crack, the crack was like a wound in the earth, it lay across the rock, the crack extended into the distance, and a gurgling chill floated up from the crack.

"It's very yin here!"

Linghu Han muttered in a low voice, he twisted a glow stick, Ling Hu Han threw the glow stick into the crack, and the glow stick kept falling downward, and the yellow light did not pause, until it finally disappeared without a trace.

"It seems to be very deep!"

Linghu Han frowned, he looked at the sky above him, the sky was overcast, and a large dark cloud covered the sky, as if it was covered with a thick layer of black cotton wool.

"Xiao B, have you brought all the tools?"

Chen Xiaoyi patted his waist knowingly, there was the hair that Sun Dasheng gave them, Ling Hu Han nodded, and he said loudly, "Let's go down." ”

Two men defended the fissure, and they were tasked with establishing a communications base on the ground, while the remaining three agents of the Supergas Bureau slid down the ropes.

The depth of the crack was far greater than anyone could have imagined, and the rope hung alone in the air, surrounded by a thick fog that could not be seen through the dark curtain at all, and it gave people the feeling of falling in a vacuum.

In mid-air, Linghu Han had to connect the rope twice, and the rope could only touch the bottom of the cave, and the three of them jumped to the ground, and the fog here became thicker.

Feeling the jagged stones under his feet, Ling Hu Han said cautiously:

"Test the intercom system, Xiaohuang, you stay here, pay attention to keep in touch, and Chen Xiaoyi and I will go in and have a look."

The three of them tested the intercom system, and they all noticed that the sound quality of the intercom was very poor, and there was a constant "rustling" sound in the conversation, and there seemed to be a very strong interference in the hole.

Linghu Han and Chen Xiaoyi glanced at each other worriedly, and Linghu Han asked in a low voice, "Did you bring the demon mirror?" ”

Chen Xiaoyi nodded, and the two of them checked the equipment on their bodies again, and they walked slowly into the depths of the cave.

This cave is simply torn apart by the movement of plates in the earth's crust, and the geology here is all rock, because of the earthquake, the earth's crust cracked a big crack, and this big crack extends all the way to the ground, and no one knows where it extends?

With the help of searchlights overhead, the two men could barely see the road ahead, all under their feet were sharp rocks, the cracks were sometimes wide and sometimes narrow, and the rocks on both sides protruded like scrapers.

After walking for a while, the fog in the crack became thicker and thicker, Ling Hu Han touched the rock suspiciously, he could feel that the rock wall was very dry, and Ling Hu Han whispered:

"Be careful, this fog is a little weird."

After advancing for more than 1,000 meters, the fog did not weaken but became thicker and thicker, and the black fog floated around the two of them, and they twisted into shape, making Hu Han and Chen Xiaoyi feel cold on their bodies.

A cloud of black mist swept past Chen Xiaoyi's side, it seemed to form the shape of a claw, the claw brushed Chen Xiaoyi's chin, Chen Xiaoyi flashed to the side nervously, he grabbed Linghu Han and asked:

"Captain, do you feel it?"

…… (To be continued.) )