After a while, the four of them all stood in the main hall, and Baimu Zhenren told the four of them about the matter they had just discussed, and the four of them were surprised when they heard it, and then they were all full of eagerness to try.

Baimu Zhenren also asked Dao Tong to hold a golden pot, the pot contained four bamboo sticks, Baimu Zhenren explained: "The four of you draw at will, there are one to four numbers on the lot, one and two, three and four people fight, two groups of duels, the winner fights again, and the final winner is the vanguard of demon punishment, you can lead all the disciples to fight the Jiuli clan and recapture the astrolabe array!

The four of them hurriedly said yes, and then Dao Tong held the golden pot, Ghost Li stood in the first place, and he was the first to draw, he didn't have time to probe his hand to take it, pulled out a bamboo stick, and hurriedly looked at it, but there was a small word on it: One! ”

He hurriedly looked at Xue Qianshu beside him, only to see her flick her sleeve and pull out a lot, and said coldly: "I'm three!"

When it was the turn of the monk Zhiyuan, he also drew a lot, but he scratched his bald head, grinned, and said angrily: "I am two!" It seems that Ghost Li's opponent tomorrow morning is him.

The two couldn't help but glance at each other, and Zhi Yuansheng's honest face looked at the ghost Li and said with a smile: "Amitabha, please also ask the little benefactor to show mercy tomorrow!"

On the other side, that Jingzhen Daogu doesn't have to smoke anymore, the opponent is naturally Xue Qianshu, Xue Qianshu was born as cold as frost, after knowing the result, he just snorted coldly in his nose, and stopped talking, Jingzhen suddenly became a little angry, and glared at Xue Qianshu fiercely, and before the two began to fight, they were already filled with a strong smell of gunpowder.

Baimu Zhenren looked at the result, and Fang said: "The four of you go down and prepare." When they heard this, they all withdrew from the temple gate.

Ghost Li wanted to see Xuanyuan at this time, so he walked towards Bailin Palace, but he remembered a deep voice behind him: "Little donor, please stay!"

The ghost was stunned, and when he looked at it, it was the monk Zhiyuan, who saw him coming in a hurry, and said with a smile: "Little donor, please stay!"

The ghost hurriedly said, "What advice does the little master have?"

Zhiyuan touched the back of his head and smiled: "The little monk saw that the sword aura behind the little benefactor was extremely heavy, and he was curious, I don't know if I can reward it?"

Ghost Li Ben had a good impression of this monk, not to mention that people just admired their own swords, so they immediately untied the sword and handed it over. Monk Zhiyuan respectfully took it with both hands, and his eyes lit up when he looked at it at first, and then he felt a trace of itching seeping into his skin from time to time, and praised it: "Xuanyuan Sword really deserves its name!"

Ghost Li was taken aback when he heard this, and looked at Monk Zhiyuan and said, "How does the little master know that this one of mine is the Xuanyuan Sword?"

Zhi Yuan smiled and said: "The little monk went west to Kunlun Mountain to look for the Buddha's fate a few years ago, and accidentally got the book "Treasure of the Flood Wilderness" in a cave, and often read it when he had nothing to do, so he knew about it!" The eighth generation of the ancestor of the Pangu clan, Kung Fu Tongtian, realized the secret of the enchantment at the top of Kunlun, and finally let him open the spiritual knot when he had been enlightened for two hundred and seventy years, and his thoughts and spirits could endlessly attract the power of the heavens and the heavens, but he did the most wrong thing, he failed to open the knot of life at all. When he invoked the power of the heavens, he suddenly found that he could no longer control this power, and when he could not bear it, he had to confine all his vitality and spirit to his spine. Although he had the resources of heaven, he could not resist the power of the heavens, and was finally blown to pieces, and only a complete vertebrae were turned into a sword. Condensed in the sword is the spirit and vitality of the eighth generation ancestor of the Pangu clan, and this vitality and spirit are perfectly combined with his spine under the power of the outer heavens, and a perfect and strange sword has been created, because it comes from Kunlun, so it is called Xuanyuan Sword. After Xuanyuan unified the Central Plains, he recalled the kindness of the Nine Heavens Xuannu Gate to his deceased wife Yan Feifei, and personally sent the Xuanyuan Sword back to the Nine Heavens Xuannu Gate next to Ji Shui. Then, the Nine Heavens Xuanmen gradually spread westward, and its sword never appeared in the land of Shenzhou again. Some people speculate that it may have been secretly taken away from the Nine Heavens Xuan Gate by the people of the Western Queen Mother Country, but the West Queen Mother Country is an extremely mysterious country, even if Xuanyuan has set foot in the West Kunlun three times, he has not found the place where he lives. ”

Ghost Li listened to it with great admiration, thinking that this sword would get along with him day and night, but he didn't know that this sword had this origin. After thinking about it for a while, he had a whim, and hurriedly said: "Little master, since this "Treasure of the Flood Desolation" is so detailed, I heard that the astrolabe array is also an ancient artifact, I don't know if there is a record in the book?"

Zhiyuan habitually scratched his bald head, and said with a surprised face: "The little monk is also strange, although I have never seen this lamp, but there is a picture at the end of the book, drawing a lamp with a strange style, but for some reason, there is no introductory text!"

Ghost Li took the ancient book, looked at it, and saw a strange astrolabe, which was exactly the number ......

The array I saw in the Biyou Tower a few days ago, take a closer look, but it is slightly different, the astrolabe array on the ancient book except for the astrolabe and pointer are the same as the one I have seen, but the edge is surrounded by four things like stones, although the color can not be seen on the page, but the ghost Li secretly guessed that these four stones must be the soul sacrifice order.

There is really no other note, interpretation, or anything like this one other than this picture, and it is the last page. Ghost Li handed the ancient book back to Zhiyuan, and said with a puzzled expression: "It's really strange, why is there no introduction at all!"

Zhiyuan packed the ancient book and sighed: "I'm afraid that this lamp is not so simple, and most of the people who write the book have not figured out its function!" Then he saluted himself: "Little donor, the little monk won't bother much, and I hope that tomorrow, the little donor can be merciful!"

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A slightly burning stinging sensation invaded Xuanyuan, and he gradually became extremely uncomfortable with this intermittent pain, and he actually woke up. When Fang woke up, he saw Ghost Li pushing the door and walking in, and he was very happy to see that Xuanyuan had already woken up. Hurriedly ran to the side of the couch and said, "Big brother, are you awake, how do you feel?"

Xuanyuan sat up, leaning on the head of the bed, his face seemed to be very weak, the red color of his face was not reduced at all, he turned his palm sluggishly, stared at the red mole the size of a pigeon's egg in his palm, stunned, as if he still had lingering feelings about the events of that day.

Seeing that he didn't say a word, Ghost Li told him about the selection of demon pioneers during the day, and Xuanyuan listened, his expression became even more gloomy, and he said leisurely: "Brother Xian, do you think my eldest brother is very useless?"

Ghost Li didn't touch his head for a while, he didn't understand why Xuanyuan suddenly said this, and said with a smile: "Big brother, have you forgotten, you and I have the same life and pathy, and it is no longer an ordinary brother's love, but why did the eldest brother say this?"

Xuanyuan glanced at the ghost and said, "Virtuous brother, if you become the pioneer of demon punishment this time, you must lead all the disciples to fight for the master!"

After seeing that Xuanyuan woke up, he was talking a little strangely, so he wanted to say something more, but when he turned his head to look, Xuanyuan had already fallen asleep. Ghost Li smiled bitterly and closed the door.

On the second day, the weather was sunny and warm like spring, and a mountain clearing was crowded with people, and the heads of various factions sat around the clearing. A Taoist boy stood in the middle of the field holding a golden order flag, only to hear Baimu Zhenren's order: "Begin!" The Tong Ling flag was waved down heavily.

Zhiyuan bowed slightly to the ghost: "Little donor, please!" After speaking, Ran Ran sacrificed a strange artifact behind him, only to see that the whole body was as white as jade, slender as a ruler, and once it was sacrificed, it immediately released a brilliant golden light, and the ghost was stunned, obviously not knowing what it was.

Zhiyuan seemed to see the ghost's thoughts, and immediately explained: "This is my clumsy weapon called the Measuring Ruler, which is far worse than the little benefactor's Xuanyuan Sword!"

Ghost Li listened to it and said with a smile: "Where the little master said, I will come to ask for advice in the future!" After saying that, he set aside the eighteen star cloud steps, and the Xuanyuan Sword was also sacrificed by him, and it also shone with a brilliant golden light. The two artifacts reflected each other in the air, and no one was willing to fall into the wind, and the entire valley was reflected in a golden color for a while.