A fresh breeze blows in the face, bringing indescribable complex feelings.

Feng Xiaohan couldn't understand the deep meaning, but the Heavenly Sword Spirit knew that these overflowing breezes were pure Dao breath.

A sudden suction force appeared in the scabbard, sucking some of the breeze into it.

Feng Xiaohan sat down on the ground with a pale face, and this sword drained all his strength and seventy percent of his vitality.

The scabbard said, "Your body has been implanted with a spell to seal the vitality. ”

Feng Xiaohan said: "That's to save my life, I must ensure that thirty percent of my vitality stays in the Youfu." ”

The scabbard said, "Because you're going to die." ”

Feng Xiaohan nodded and did not speak.

The scabbard said: "The cliff of life and death is where the crack of the heavenly machine is, and this is a place where the heavenly machine can't control, but there are too many lives that have fallen in the past thousand years, and it is the terrain of the heavens that gather yin, so it can be regarded as a place of extreme yin." ”

Feng Xiaohan raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Do you know what I'm looking for?"

"Not only that, but I also know that you went to Akame Spring, went to the Baidendo Road in the Tianshan Mountains, and then you have been with that little thing all the time...... This altar is both a seal and a formation, and it can magnify my thoughts, so that even though I am at the bottom of the cliff, I can know a lot of things outside. ”

The scabbard said, "So although this thousand years are lonely, they cannot be called lonely. ”

Feng Xiaohan said: "But no matter how good the scenery is, you will get tired of watching it for a long time." ”

The scabbard said, "That's why I'm desperate to get out." ”

Feng Xiaohan suddenly asked, "Why does Wan Yetian want to seal you?"

The scabbard was silent, and after a moment said, "It doesn't matter, now you need to rest, and then we can leave by cutting off the other shackles." ”

Feng Xiaohan sat cross-legged and said, "Since it is extremely yin, I don't know if it can give birth to a treasure?"

The scabbard said, "It's a stone, I'll take you to fetch it in a few days." ”

Feng Xiaohan knew that what the other party said in a few days meant the day when he would cut off all the chains, but there was a problem here.

Stones can't be eaten!

He asked this question, and the scabbard thought for a moment and replied, "Ground into powder, it can be chewed as Guanyin soil." ”

Guanyin soil refers to the ashes left when incense is burned in the temple,

A long time ago, the countries were full of wolves, and every time there was a war, the human world would be full of famine, and people at that time could only eat Guanyin soil to quench their hunger in order to survive.

The scabbard said, "There is nothing that cannot be eaten as long as you want." ”

As long as you are willing, you can drink sulfuric acid, but the consequences are very serious.

Feng Xiaohan laughed dumbly, he didn't expect this guy to joke too.

In the next month, Feng Xiaohan would cut off a chain every two days or so, and then he needed to rest and go to the snowdrift to get the corpse of the demon beast to eat.

Under the powerful divine sense of the scabbard, he found the fire crystal.

It was buried somewhere in the snowdrift about 17 feet deep, and had to sacrifice an inkstone again to help move the snow.

With the fire crystal, he could eat cooked meat, and the feeling of food and clothing made him feel more powerful, and his recovery speed was much faster.

He chatted a lot with the scabbard these days, and learned many stories from thousands of years ago, but avoided talking about itself and the true secrets of the war between gods and demons.

He also knew that his inkstone should be the one in the hand of the old man when he became sanctified, and it is said that he was playing against himself at the time, and at the same time recording the chess score.

Of course, recording chess games requires grinding ink, which also requires pen, ink, paper, and inkstone.

That chess book has been lost a long time ago, and the ink has long since dried up, and the pen left behind has been kept in the Tianji Pavilion as a treasure of the town faction, but he didn't expect this inkstone to be obtained by chance.

The ability to carry people through the sky is astounding.

......

......

Feng Xiaohan finished turning into a spirit and opened his eyes.

At this time, the vitality is abundant, the sword intent is also accumulated, and the golden light is extremely active in the sea of knowledge, and the sword can be drawn at any time.

The scabbard told him that the twelve chains represent the twelve laws of heaven and earth, which are divided into six yin and six yang, which are similar to the human body combining yin and yang, which is comparable to the creation of Qiankun, which is the Qiankun chapter of the mystery of heaven and earth.

Feng Xiaohan possessed the Ten Thousand Rays of Gold, but in order to split them, he had to use twelve different sword moves that corresponded to these laws.

The scabbard thought that he needed to pass on a few swordsmanship moves, but he didn't expect this wild boy of the Changming Sect to be so proficient in swordsmanship, and the eleven different swordsmanship before was at his fingertips, although the vision produced by the cliff of life and death was very weak because the cliff of life and death was out of the control of the heavens, but it couldn't hide the eyes of the scabbard - each of his styles had reached an extremely high level.

But more importantly, the scabbard never told him what kind of swordsmanship to use.

This shows that Feng Xiaohan understood something when he first saw these chains, and understood some of them.

It was very limited, but it was enough for him to understand what kind of sword moves to use.

This made the scabbard a little suspicious, is this wild boy really just a mere spiritual realm?

No wonder Ji Xiaolan said that he would be allowed to die no matter what......

Eleven chains that were so faint that they were almost invisible lay silently on the ground, and the only one that remained was stuck from the pig's mouth on the stone pillar and was tied to the scabbard.

The whole chain hangs in the air, alone,

Like the same lonely scabbard.

Feng Xiaohan came to the chain with the invisible sword, and muttered for a long time, as if thinking about what sword to come out of this time?

A thousand years of loneliness are coming to an end, everything is coming to an end, and it's leaving this damned place.

Even after countless vicissitudes of life, the Heavenly Sword Spirit, whose face did not change even if the world was destroyed in front of him, couldn't help but get excited at this time.

Finally...... It's going to end.

I will think about the glorious years of a thousand years ago, and the loneliness and longevity of this thousand years, which makes this almost immortal existence full of sighs.

Feng Xiaohan suddenly asked, "When you go out, will you go back to Changming with me?"

The scabbard said, "No." ”

It is the Heavenly Sword Spirit, and it disdains to fool this wild boy with deceptive tricks.

Feng Xiaohan thought for a while and said, "That's right, you have an independent will after all...... Well, you still have your own personality, but what are your plans for when you leave?"

The scabbard said, "Someone from above will pick me up, she's been waiting for a long time." ”

Feng Xiaohan asked, "Your master?"

The scabbard said, "It's my friend." ”

Feng Xiaohan was silent......

The scabbard said, "If you're not from the Demon Gate, you don't have to worry. ”

Feng Xiaohan breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "That's good, otherwise you will really become a trouble." ”

The scabbard thought to himself, if the people from the Demon Gate had come a little earlier than the Hanshan Gate, it would have passed on that exercise to the Demon Venerable at that time, and maybe he would have gone out a long time ago.

But no matter what, after all, Hanshanmen has worked hard for himself for so long, and Ji Xiaolan is only one step away, and he is a little reluctant not to go to Hanshanmen for hundreds of years.

For the last chain, Feng Xiaohan decided to use the Demon Gate True Sword to break the vicissitudes with one sword.

The hanging chains are like immovable rivers,

And the boy was about to cut it off,

The scabbard looked at this picture, a little surprised, thinking that this kid's demon gate swordsmanship is also so quintessential?

Still water is like dead water and is easier to cut off than flowing water.

So this time there was no metal-like sound of swords colliding with chains, and there was no dull sound of clicking,

Instead, there was a slight snort, like a hot knife cutting into butter,

The invisible blade slashed right in the middle of the chain, slicing easily into it, while continuing to press down, pulling the ends of the chain straight.

Then Feng Xiaohan's eyes flashed with golden light, and he exerted his strength with the scabbard.

The familiar breeze came slowly, and then it was sheathed by the Heavenly Sword Spirit.

When the last shackles of the seal were severed completely, all the chains were reduced to vanity, and then faded until they disappeared as if they had never existed.

The darkness above the cliff of life and death suddenly rolled up, as if turning into a dark cloud, and the deafening thunder continued, and countless straight and dazzling lights flashed in it, like lightning.

Thunder and lightning became more and more frequent, but in a few breaths they became more and more frequent.

The sky was thundering, shaking the wind and cold, and the blood was surging, and he almost vomited blood.

In the end, those thunder sounds finally joined together and became one voice, the sound was long and long, full of long-lasting vicissitudes, and at the same time, you could feel the hearty sound of a sword unsheathed.

Feng Xiaohan is a closed disciple of Qingzhu Peak, and he is familiar with this voice.

- This is the sound of the sword, the sound of the body of the sword rubbing against the scabbard,

Those vicissitudes are sword intent,

And the lightning ......

Feng Xiaohan raised his head, looked at the traces left by countless lightning bolts in the darkness, confirmed his thoughts, and then left tears.

It's not that I'm moved by the vicissitudes of life and loneliness, it's because those lights are too sharp and full of sword energy,

These lightning bolts are all sword light!

After a few moments, the sound of the sword stopped, and only the sword light was still shuttling in the darkness, because the sword was already unsheathed.

Feng Xiaohan looked at the stone tablet in the altar and thought to himself that it could not be a sword in the sheath, because there was no sword in the sheath.

I saw a faint phantus floating in the air, and I couldn't see the appearance clearly, but I could tell that it was a young man, standing with his hands in his hands and looking at him with a smile.

He is the heavenly sword spirit in the sheath,

It's the sword spirit out of the sheath!

The Heavenly Sword Spirit nodded at him, and Feng Xiaohan returned the salute with a fist.

"I saved you before, you saved me just now, and now it's my turn to save you. ”

The Heavenly Sword Spirit looked at him and said, "But answer my question first...... Who the hell are you?"

Feng Xiaohan then remembered that he hadn't made an introduction, and said: "My name is Feng Xiaohan, the Guan ...... of the five elders of the Changming Sect."

"That's not what I'm asking. ”

Heavenly Sword Spirit interrupted him and asked seriously, "I want to know the real answer." ”

Feng Xiaohan was about to say the four words of closed disciple, but when he heard such a question, he couldn't help but be stunned, thinking to himself, otherwise who else could I be?

He said tentatively, "I'm from the Savage Realm. ”

Heavenly Sword Spirit looked into his eyes for a long time, and then said, "It seems that you don't know your own background, so it has nothing to do with me anyway." ”

Feng Xiaohan was a little strange, thinking to himself, what do I mean I don't know my life experience?

The scabbard trembled slightly, broke free from the shackles of the stone tablet, and then hung in the air behind the Heavenly Sword Spirit without any reason.

The Heavenly Sword Spirit motioned for him to follow, and then thought about walking deeper into the Cliff of Life and Death.

It seems to walk very slowly, like a leisurely walk, but in fact it is extremely fast, and Feng Xiaohan needs to run to keep up.

His face was slightly pale, and the cutting of the chains just now consumed him a lot, and he was shocked by the thunder and lightning, and he could only barely keep up at this time.

But Feng Xiaohan didn't complain at all, his heart was full of excitement,

Extreme Yin Treasure,

He was finally found.