In the purple box carved from sandalwood, there is a blue booklet inlaid with gold edges, and the four characters on the cover seem to be also gilded, which shows that it is much more precious than ordinary martial arts cheats.

At this moment, even Zhang He seemed to be excited, because these four words turned out to be "Flying Immortals Outside the Sky"!

On the night of the full moon, the top of the Forbidden City, a sword from the west, flying immortals outside the sky!

What a vast and far-reaching artistic conception, what a heroic duel, in the historical background of "Dynasty", Ye Gucheng's "Flying Immortals Outside the Sky" is a magnificent stunt that shocks the martial arts, and almost no one can resist this sword flying from the sky.

The prestige of "Flying Immortals Outside the Sky" is really not under "Dugu Nine Swords".

Zhang He hurriedly picked up this cheatbook and watched it carefully:

"Flying Immortals Beyond the Sky": Peerless, basic level, unparalleled swordsmanship, attack surname martial arts.

Requirements: Dream Realm Power + Dream Realm Power + Easy Realm Body Method + Moisturizing Matter Realm Root Bone + Superior Light Power + Level 100; This requirement is enough to deter the vast majority of players in "Dynasty", so to speak, even if many people get this cheats, they can't cultivate, because its requirements are too high.

Zhang He suddenly understood that the set of pills in the fat man's hand and the previous four light skill cheats were to support the study and cultivation of this "Flying Immortals Outside the Sky", it turned out that the thief had already taken these details into account, but how could Chu Liuxiang and Ye Gucheng be related? This is really an unknown mystery, and even Hua Feihong can't explain it this time.

Effect: Flying One Hundred and Eight Styles, Nine Flying Immortal Styles, and One Extinction Style.

Flying 108 style attack = (strength + internal strength + root bone + weapon + fixed move); Feixian 9 style attack = (internal strength + body method + fixed move) * 2.0; extinction 1 type play attack = (all surnames) * 1.5; it seems that the specific effect still depends on the cultivation and actual combat show, Zhang He has reason to believe that this is absolutely invincible swordsmanship.

"Brother, this time we are really developed." Zhang He excitedly put away the cheats.

The fat man seemed to be more excited than him: "Stunt, martial arts stunt, it's a martial arts stunt, woo woo woo ......"

Ma Junmei urged like a money fan: "Look at what's in the last rectangular box, huh?" Let me guess, it is definitely the "Sunflower Treasure Book", if you want to practice this palace, you must first go from the palace, even if you are from the palace, you may not succeed, if you don't succeed, continue to ...... from the palace"

She was still shaking her head there, and Hua Feihong said coldly: "This is definitely not the "Sunflower Treasure Book". ”

"Huh?" The fat man and Ma Junmei found that Zhang He and Hua Feihong both had calm faces, their expressions seemed to be heavy, but they seemed to be contemplative.

Following their gaze, the fat two found that although the final bottom box was antique, the color was a heavy bronze, giving people a dignified feeling, and there was a poem inscribed on the lid of the box:

"The taste of the world is as thin as a veil, who ordered the horseback rider Jinghua, Xiaolou listened to the spring rain overnight, and sold apricot blossoms in the Ming Dynasty in the deep alleys."

The fat man wondered: "What does this mean?" ”

Zhang He said: "It means that this thing is likely to be a Demon Sect thing. ”

"Demon Cult?" Ma Junmei is also interested.

Hua Feihong stood up and said slowly: "According to the history of the dynasty, it is rumored that the founding leader of the Demon Sect is a person with superb martial arts skills, and at the same time a person with literary and poetic talents, it can be said that he is an all-round talent in civil and military affairs, and the Divine Cult he founded is not a cult that people imagine to do all kinds of evil. ”

Among this group of people, only Hua Feihong is the most knowledgeable, I saw that she suddenly said the historical background of the dynasty without answering the question, the fat man and Ma Junmei faintly felt that the things in the box were not trivial, because Senior Sister Hua had never had such a serious expression, so everyone could only listen quietly.

Hua Feihong continued: "This poem comes from Mr. Lu You, a famous poet in the Song Dynasty, "Lin'an Spring Rain and Early Ji", among which this sentence 'Xiaolou listens to the spring rain overnight, and sells apricot blossoms in the Ming Dynasty in the deep alley' is the most famous, and it is also deeply loved by the sect leader. One day, the sect leader passed through a picturesque water village in the south of the Yangtze River, and heard a beautiful voice chanting this poem in a nearby grass hut on the bank of a small stream. Leaving behind her lonely old father, she became the favorite concubine of the sect leader. ”

Everyone listened attentively, and Hua Feihong also spoke wonderfully: "This is the most romantic relationship, but it's a pity that Mrs. Weak Willow has become a romantic surname, and the sect leader has a lot of opportunities, the two get together less and leave more, over time, Mrs. Weak Willow went out of the wall and eloped with her lover, and finally she was killed by her lover because of cheating again, and during the time she left, the sect leader's surname became very irritable, regardless of right and wrong, black and white, killing people like mowing grass mustard, and then he was introverted, deeply reflected on himself, and felt that his anger at others was a kind of evil behavior, So he engraved this sentence 'Xiaolou listened to the spring rain all night' on the treasure knife he used casually, in order to curb his violent temper, whenever he missed his old man and couldn't bear it, he looked at this line of poetry on the knife, so he calmed down his anger. ”

The fat man was surprised: "Could it be that this is the sect master's treasure knife?" ”

Hua Feihong nodded: "This knife has been passed down from generation to generation in the Demon Sect, only the sect leader can use it, but after the first sect leader, this knife is psychic and demonic, with unpredictable strange magic power, about this magic knife, there are many legends on the rivers and lakes, it is said that this knife is the scimitar of the most rigid to the yang, all by the user's intention to exert its power, the first director of the sect Tianxing is very affectionate, lifelong melancholy, so this knife into the devil, after entering the world, the gods and ghosts are shocked, but where the rivers and lakes appear, it will be a bloody rain shocking, The sect masters of the past generations used this knife to kill many innocent people for the Demon Sect, so this knife already has its own aura. ”

"Is there such a thing?" The fat man clearly didn't believe it.

Hua Feihong nodded and said: "It's true, people with a good heart can control this knife to eliminate the demon guard, invincible, and the person who is too heavy in the heart, although he also has a knife when he first uses it, but with the deep demons in his heart, not only can he not control this knife, but he will be swallowed by this knife, control his will, and finally go crazy. ”

Ma Junmei said blankly: "I don't understand, what's ominous about the equipment?" ”

Zhang He suddenly said: "Because this is a treasure knife in a famous weapon, it will hurt people's lives as soon as it is shot, just because the treasure knife is out of the sheath, and it is not empty, and it is empty into the sheath without seeing blood, which is ominous to the owner." ”

Ma Junmei smiled: "You guys are superstitious, right?" ”

Hua Feihong shook his head and said: "What Brother Wu said is not unreasonable, this is like a person, he sucks human blood for a living, if you let him not suck blood for a long time, he will be hungry and thirsty, after a long time, if you let him out, his madness is only afraid that you can not control." ”

It's a very mysterious statement, but it does exist.

Ma Junmei nodded as if she didn't understand: "This is what others often say, divine weapons must have sword energy, treasure swords and magic swords, and there must be leather elephants?" ”

Zhang He nodded: "Although the understanding is wrong, the meaning is already very close." ”

Hua Feihong continued: "Later, this knife somehow fell into the hands of Xiang Shuai, as we all know, Xiang Shuai is a famous martial arts man, a righteous man, his hands have never been contaminated with any human life, so this knife was lost, rarely appeared in the world, of course, these are historical legends. ”

Zhang Hechang took a breath and reached out to open the narrow box, and there was a scimitar lying quietly inside.

The scimitar was shaped like a half-curved crescent, much more bent than a normal knife, but it was no more than two feet long, and it resembled a short knife resembling a horn, and the knife was encased in a delicate scabbard with a gem the size of a dragon's eye in the center.

As soon as Zhang He's hand touched the scabbard, he felt that he had touched the softest but coldest place in his heart.

With a soft sound of "Zheng", the knife was pulled out, the blade was clear and clean, and it glowed with a terrifying brilliance in the sun.

The problem is that this knife does not have a surname at all, there is no indication in the system vision, it is all blank, and it is not even shown to you by name, which is really strange.

The poem "Xiaolou listened to the spring rain all night" was indeed engraved on one side of the knife body, but on the other side was engraved a painting:

By the farmhouse on the banks of the creek, a bouquet of flowers towers high, and a butterfly dots the petals and flapps its wings.

Although it is only a few brushstrokes, but carved extremely fine, very expressive, at first glance only feel that the birds are singing and fragrant, the artistic conception is far-reaching, but I don't know what is going on, and it gives people a sense of loneliness and loneliness, which makes people miss it suddenly, and can't help but feel sad from it.

Zhang He stared at the blade of the knife and sighed muttered: "Xiaolou listened to the spring rain all night, what a tender sentence, but it was engraved on such a sharp and domineering scimitar, which added a bit of femininity to this masculine knife, and it was also destined that the scimitar was contradictory, and the person who used the scimitar was struggling......"

Before he finished his comment, a ray of sunlight suddenly shone on the blade, the blade vibrate, and the scimitar actually "buzzed", as if the creature in the knife had awakened, and a new generation of scimitar owners had come out.

With a "woo", the scimitar changed color, the blade was vermilion, as if it was stained with blood, and then it became blue, as if the heart was like water, and then it became a miserable blue color, as if it was contaminated with poison, and then the colors of yellow, purple, white, and black alternately changed.

Everyone was shocked, Zhang He was also startled, he only felt that something in his body was being continuously taken away by this magic knife, and let go in shock, who knew that this scimitar was stuck to his hand like a soldering iron, and he couldn't shake it off.

Zhang He was frightened and frightened, because the various strange theories such as "psychic demonization" described by Hua Feihong before seemed to be true now.

(To be continued)