"You're here?"

Outside the sword mound of the Ouyang family in the smelting city, Linluo was about to wave his hand to push open the heavy stone door, but he heard a familiar greeting from inside the sword mound.

"Here we are, Master!"

Linluo stopped pushing the door, and from these words, he didn't get an invitation from the people in the sword mound to let him in.

"I'm glad you call me uncle! It's a more pleasing name! The voice in the sword mound was wistful.

"Uncle! How are you doing at Ouyang's house? ”

Before he came, he thought about what to say countless times, and the truth came to his lips, but it became such a tasteless colloquialism, that he wanted to slap his mouth.

"Why bother asking this question to a man whose heart has long since died?"

"I've had my heart die, but now I've been reborn with your help, I think..."

"Don't think about it, you and I have a name of master and apprentice, don't worry, you took the chain, and it was also exchanged for 100 demon heads, and it was useless for me to have an ordinary body left! Go back, you probably shouldn't have come here! ”

"Are you trying to force me out of here and face the powerful enemy alone?"

As soon as these words came out, there was silence in the mound, and the people in the mound chose to be silent, which seemed to verify his guess.

"I've always been a useless person, I owe a lot of love, I have a lot of hatred, I stayed in the sword mound and guarded the sword for 6 years, and the love is almost over, and now I hate it...

After a while, the voice sounded again.

"Uncle, Luo'er wants to see you again!"

Linluo's voice gradually became hoarse, and scenes from the past appeared in front of him, from his uncle holding him in one hand and his younger brother walking by the Lake of Gods and Demons, to meeting again, when his uncle was covered in blood, he asked, "Are you tired of it too?" Didn't you always want to be a free bounty hunter like me? Don't you like this chain? Take off 100 demon heads for me, and worship me as a teacher! ”

"No need, these 36 demon swords have almost consumed my Yang Yuan, even if you come in, all you can see is a ghost-like face!"

After the voice was finished, he didn't think about it anymore, and Linluo silently knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times, then turned to leave.

"Wait!" The voice rang out again.

"What does Uncle command?" Linluo asked eagerly.

"Is there one of you named Yukimura?"

"Yes! Uncle knows my brother-in-law? ”

"I don't know... Let's go! ”

Linluo paused, turned around and walked down the mountain, only to hear bursts of laughter from inside the sword mound, this laughter was full of sadness and sadness.

Pushing open the door, Yukimura and Qiu'er were already waiting in their room.

"I'll just say that my eldest brother is fine, right? How many can this Lizhou hurt him? Yukimura glared at Qiu'er, picked up the porcelain pot on the table and poured a cup of tea for Linluo.

Qiu'er didn't speak, and sturdily rolled her eyes back.

"After taking back the Qiankun bag, I walked around the mountain at will, I am sorry for you!" Linluo didn't seem to be in a good mood, so he didn't explain too much, and took the tea on the table and drank it all.

"Of course we have confidence in your strength, and we are waiting here for you to remind you not to forget the banquet of the old city lord tomorrow!" Qiu'er said as she cut her hair.

"I will never forget ... I'm a little tired... ”

Linluo only felt that his heart was not smooth, and he just wanted to give an eviction order but was interrupted by Qiu'er.

"Don't rush to get us, the old city lord just sent someone to invite, the time is scheduled for noon tomorrow, and we will all participate at that time!"

"Got it! Go back! ”

Seeing that Linluo seemed to have something in mind, Qiu'er poked Xingcun and motioned to leave together, and the two began to walk out the door on tiptoe.

"Wait! Yukimura, you stay, I have something to tell you! Linluo remembered the old city lord's plea, so he called Yukimura.

Yukimura was delighted to hear this, and Chong Qiu'er made several grimaces and turned back.

"Phew! Stinky man... ”

Qiu'er muttered hatefully and strode out.

"Big brother, what's the good thing to stop me?"

Yukimura sat on the table and stool opposite Linluo, looking at Linluo with his hands on his cheeks.

"There is one thing to tell you, the day after tomorrow is the Ouyang family's sacrificial sword, you know, but in fact, at this time of year, the demon sword will also be recast by the Ouyang city lord when the sword is sacrificed, the reason why I came non-stop is that I am afraid that the ghost will fight the idea of the demon sword, in order to prevent them from making up their minds on the demon sword, I want to entrust you to guard the sword, do you agree?" Linluo generally doesn't like to procrastinate when he talks and does things, so he told the reason for calling Yukimura in one breath.

Yukimura's eyes widened in place after hearing this, and he only opened his mouth after a while before he asked: "I have not only heard of the Demon Suppression Sword, but it has a lot to do with me in the illusion, but you just said that the reforge is... ”

"The Demon Sword follows the Dong Family Army all the way to kill demons and eliminate countless demons, there will be a lot of resentment in the sword, and the divine power will be eroded by the evil resentment, if it is not reforged, it will be like the 36 fairy swords in the sword mound, turning into a demon sword or a demon sword, the Ouyang family is proficient in the true trick of iron smelting, and it is the most suitable place for the Demon Sword to be reforged, don't you think?" Linluo patiently explained again.

"You mean that you want me to guard the Demon Suppression Sword from now on?" Yukimura asked.

"Yes, the entire smelting city has known that you are a demigod body, and your strength is strong, and this is indeed the case, if you go to defend the sword, I will rest easy!"

"Why do you sit back and relax? The Demon Suppression Sword is not yours... Yukimura thought with a secret smile in his heart. In fact, if he had known that the Demon Sword had been reforged here, he would have run away a long time ago, after all, this sword was his grandfather's saber, to be honest, he hoped that the Demon Demon would come to wreak havoc, even if he couldn't beat them, he could fight for his parents, all for the sake of his parents who were taken away by them.

"Oh... This old city lord of Ouyang asked me to guard the demon sword for him, how can I have this ability, you are a demigod, and your strength has increased greatly due to adventures in the illusion, so... Linluo realized that he had slipped out, so he hurriedly covered it up.

"Where is the sword? I won't attend tomorrow's banquet, and I'm sorry for you to report to the old city lord!" Yukimura asked.

"In the secret room under the sword mound, if you enter the sword mound, someone will take you there!" Linluo said.

"It's just right, I still don't have a weapon, go to the sword mound and see if I can get one over to defend myself!"

Yukimura said goodbye to Linluo and went out of the door, and walked straight to the mountain outside the city, although there is no positive shape on weekdays, he still knows how big it is to guard the demon sword, besides, according to the bloodline, this sword is his own housework, and he is also anxious to take a look and touch it.

Because it was the honored guest of the old city lord, no one dared to stop Yukimura, and it was easy to walk up the stone steps into the mountain, and came to the door of the sword mound with a smoke, and saw that the stone gate was not locked.

"It's the sword slave senior, right? Yukimura was entrusted by the old city lord to guard the demon sword in the town, and asked his seniors to take a way to the underground secret room.

Without waiting for the sword slave to speak, Yukimura chattered like a firecracker and took out a token from his arms.

"No... Without a token, the young man has this cultivation at a young age, and he is so approachable in doing things, and the old slave is moved! ”

The sword slave said hoarsely, perhaps because of gratitude, his voice actually trembled a little.

"I'm afraid there are still some hours left at dawn, and I'll be bored if I go down early, senior, can you show me these 36 demon swords?" Yukimura said excitedly with his hands behind his back.

"Since the young man is not afraid that these swords will stain your eyes, then let me take a look!"

The sword slave leaned over and moved slowly, this was the first time Yukimura had seen someone with this kind of footwork, and it looked particularly difficult.

"Senior, your legs... Yukimura asked, confused.

"Oh... It's a prosthetic leg, and the lower half of the old slave's body was destroyed in a vicious battle a long time ago, which made the young man laugh! ”

Through the mask, Yukimura could even feel the smiling appearance of the sword slave.

"Young man, please look, these 36 demon swords are all half-inserted in the recasting furnace, the handle of the arrow is suspended above the iron lock, and the iron lock is wrapped around the sword body, restrained by ten charms!"

Yukimura stepped forward to take a closer look, these swords are either graceful and luxurious, or shining with a cold glow, although there are Taoist restraints, but they still exude bursts of evil energy, if it is not for the divine power on the body to resist, the evil spirits in these swords dare not make a mistake, I am afraid that they will attack him a long time ago to confuse his mind.

"Well, this resentment is no less than what I released when I was in Changyang Mountain... Why don't you see those two startled dolls trembling? Could it be that you fainted with fright? Xing Tian smiled.

"They? They slipped away before I could go into the hole! Yukimura smiled bitterly and walked to the side of Purple Fall, looking up at the purple sword body, which had a pattern like a pheasant's feathers.

"Sword slave senior, are these swords sealed here because of evil grudges?"

Yukimura asked, looking at Purple Fall.

"That's true, since the demon sword Purple Fall was cast by the city lord, every time the smelting city casts a peerless sword that is one out of ten thousand, it will have an evil grudge aura, and the city lord has no choice but to seal them one by one and put them into the sword mound, but now the old slave feels that these sword seals have been affected by the purple fall so far, not only the evil grudge has not weakened, but it has become deeper and deeper!"

The sword slave wanted to get close to Yukimura, but he moved away.

"Oh? Did these evil swords come into existence after Purple Fall was infiltrated by the Pheasant Demon? Yukimura asked.

"Yes, just like this Razor, it was originally the beloved of the city lord, and it took a year of painstaking efforts to cast it, at first this sword was extremely sharp, and the sound was like thunder when it stabbed, as if the thunder god stayed in the sword, but unfortunately then it was suddenly unstoppable and did not obey the call, so I could only stay here!" The sword slave said regretfully.

“。。。 That... What do these swords have in common? Yukimura asked.

"What we have in common ... THE COMMONALITIES ... It's nothing more than that these swords are extremely powerful and peerless swords! ”

Yukimura frowned when he heard this, and after feeling that the sword slave was talking nonsense, he asked again, "How powerful is it?" ”

"Powerful enough to have a sword spirit inhabit the sword! Because these swords are all consumed by the city lord's hard work, and only they are in line with the ability to activate the fifth layer of the Imperial Iron True Technique, and nurture the sword spirit on the sword body! Sword Slave said.

Yukimura seemed to have caught some clues, but he was not sure yet, so he turned around and asked, "What is the difference between a sword with a spirit and a sword without a spirit?" ”

"Shaoxia, is this an old slave? The sword spirit is the most rare thing in the sword, that is, the soul of the sword body, the sword with the soul is naturally incomparably aura, and can communicate with the master's mind, a sword can become a fairy sword or even a divine sword in the later stage, the premise is that there needs to be a sword spirit! ”

"And what's wrong with you?" Yukimura then asked.

"To talk about the disadvantages ... It is nothing more than the spirit of the sword that has just been cast in the soul has not been opened, the strength is shallow, and it takes a long time. Young Hero!! Don't you mean that??? The sword slave seemed to think of something, and he was really startled.

Yukimura walked around Purple Fall in a circle and said, "It's just this idea for the time being, but it's a pity that this pheasant demon soul let me destroy it, otherwise I can use my divine power to probe her and find out what happened!" It's just that now that the soul of this pheasant demon has dispersed, why the evil resentment here is still so deep, I can't figure it out! Yukimura had a headache thinking about it, so he decided not to think about it anymore.

"It was a pleasure to chat with you! I always feel that the two of us are very familiar with each other, but I want to go to guard the demon sword first, please take me to the secret room, we have time to continue talking, senior! ”

The sword slave was afraid that Yukimura would wait too much, so he turned into a sword light and came to Yukimura's side, pressed and twisted a stone raised on the cave wall, and the dark compartment opened, and a sloping down step appeared in front of Yukimura.