Bidding farewell to the elders of the Lingxi Sect, Xue Hong set out on the road alone.

This time he didn't use the Seven Star Boat and deliberately slowed down.

He had to figure out when the little sword came.

Why did Niu Benxing lie to him and say that it was seventeen years ago that the little sword came?

First of all, Niu Benxing didn't know Xue Hong's age, which means that he shouldn't know when Xue Hong was reincarnated in this world.

Seventeen years, Xue Hong didn't believe that this time was just Niu Benxing casually said.

It seems that he is deliberately hiding something from Xue Hong.

Who is it and what kind of things are you trying to hide from him.

Thirty-seven years ago, this statement is not necessarily reliable.

Because a few elders said it, it was Niu Benxing's own statement, except for Niu Benxing, no one knew when the little sword would appear.

Later, Xiaojian automatically flew to the Lingxi Sect, and Niu Benxing also chased all the way to the Lingxi Sect, and then became a disciple of He Bu.

There is a thin layer of fog that obscures the truth.

Xue Hong felt that he was not far from the truth.

But when will the door to the truth be opened, he doesn't know.

Xue Hong, who was strolling casually, slowly walked north.

Niu Benxing will definitely catch up again.

Because he has an unparalleled obsession with Xiaojian.

A ghost cultivator, a ghost cultivator born of a sword.

This is also Niu Benxing's own statement.

Everything comes from Niu Benxing's dictation, and its authenticity needs to be investigated.

The only thing that is certain is that the little sword has been around for far more than thirty-seven years.

Xue Hong knew that this might be the key to his reincarnation and loss of memory.

Blank time, unsolvable mysteries.

walked calmly for two days, and Niu Benxing did not make another move.

Xue Hong couldn't help but mutter: "Are you afraid of my strength?

Two days have passed, and there are two more Spirit Gathering Arrays in the body.

Now Xue Hong can condense two golden pills in one day.

I believe that in the near future, he will be able to condense six golden pills a day, which is completely strong at the eating speed of small cotton.

The premise is that the little cotton doesn't evolve so quickly.

If it evolves again, the amount of food will definitely increase.

It's night, and the stars are all over the sky.

A moonless night is always pitch dark.

A little starlight can't illuminate the dark night.

Xue Hong casually found a riverside, lit a bonfire, and sat quietly.

For the past two days, he has been working on the little black sword.

Divided into more than a thousand, it seems that it has not yet reached the limit of the small sword.

Separate, do as you please.

It's also very simple to put the little swords together.

After fusing together, the small swords are so integrated that there are no traces of what they once separated.

Xue Hong stared at the little sword, looking over and over again.

The glow of the campfire, swaying.

Suddenly, Xue Hong's gaze locked on the hilt of the sword.

Above the hilt of the sword, there seemed to be a few small letters.

The small characters smaller than mosquitoes are difficult to find, and if it weren't for the sudden refraction of irregular light under the firelight, Xue Hong would not have been able to find it.

What word?

Xue Hong hurriedly observed carefully.

The aura blessed his eyes, and a special spell was activated, and the small characters slowly enlarged in Xue Hong's eyes.

There are four words, which are completely different from the words of the Hung Spirit Realm.

The text of the Hung Spirit Realm is relatively simple.

The characters on the small sword are very complicated, and the word with the fewest strokes has more than thirty strokes.

The complex outline of the text, Xue Hong has never seen it in the Hung Spirit Realm.

But he understood the meaning of those words immediately, as if he knew them in the first place.

"Nine Thousand Swords, Xuan. ”

Xue Hongnian muttered: "Nine thousand swords...... Could it be that this little sword can be divided into a thousand? No...... Before, it was almost the limit to be divided into more than 1,000, and at most it was separated by two or two again, and it was already the limit to be divided into 3,000. ”

"Then why is the name of the sword Nine Thousand Swords?"

"What does the suffix mean?"

I don't understand.

Nine thousand swords, the name is familiar.

Xue Hong felt that this familiarity should come from his memories before he was reincarnated.

Nine Thousand Swords......

Black......

What is Xuan?

The word Xuan has too many meanings.

The most common meaning is mysterious, which makes it difficult to understand.

In addition to that, there are also representative colors.

Xuan, in itself, represents black.

Maybe the word Xuan is just a code name for the color of the little sword.

Nine Thousand Swords: Xuan, the name may mean the black Nine Thousand Swords.

Then since there is Xuan, will there be nine thousand swords with other suffixes?

If you find the other Nine Thousand Swords, it may be easier to understand the meaning of the word Xuan.

If the other Nine Thousand Sword suffixes are pronouns of color, then this Xuan represents color.

If not, it doesn't represent the color.

"Xuan...... There is also a meaning, it is heaven!"

"Heaven and earth are divided, Xuanhuang is separated, its Xuan is light, it rises to the sky, its yellow is heavy, and it descends to the earth. ”

What the meaning of the suffix of the Nine Thousand Swords represented, Xue Hong could only speculate.

At present, Xue Hong can think of these three meanings.

Black, mysterious, sky.

However, the power of the small sword after separation is indeed very strong, and it has surpassed ninety percent of the magic weapons in the Hung Spirit Realm.

A thousand points in an instant, like a thousand flying swords, messy and slashing.

As the night passed, Xue Hong extinguished the bonfire and continued to walk.

Niu Benxing has not made a move, so Xue Hong can't help but wonder: Could it be that the one I killed before is the body of Niu Benxing?

It's not like this kind of thing can't happen.

Who said that a few years ago was in the late stage of out-of-body development, and now the cultivation must be higher than that of the late stage of out-of-body life?

It's unlikely, but it's not impossible.

Stepping over the drink, Xue Hong continued to move forward leisurely.

Because of the slowdown, he walked more than 100 miles in two days.

Niu Benxing didn't make a move, but Xue Hong was in a hurry.

If he didn't make another move, he hurried away, there was no need to waste time here.

"On the last day of today, if I can't wait for him to appear, I will drive the Seven Star Boat and leave quickly. ”

He still has to find Blind Li, and he doesn't have much time to waste here.

At noon, the warmth of the sun makes it impossible to help but feel sleepy.

Xue Hong also stopped and took a dip in the shade of the tree.

With his back against the trunk of the big tree, Xue Hong's mind was in a mess.

Since entering the cultivation realm, mysteries have been one after another.

Xue Hong felt that he didn't look like a monk anymore, but like he had come to solve the problem.

"Bang!"

There was a sudden loud noise, and the big tree behind Xue Hong was instantly blown into powder.

A long sword emerges from the scattered trees.

If it weren't for Xue Hong's physical strength enough, this blow might have killed him.

Only minor injuries.

The sword was volleyed into the air, but the owner of the sword was not seen.

"Niu Benxing, don't hide, come out!"

Only Niu Benxing will make a move on him.

The long sword crossed the air, quickly divided into seven long swords, and flew towards Xue Hong.

Xue Hong also summoned a small sword.

It seems that Niu Benxing was indeed scared and didn't dare to show his face.

Just as Xue Hong was seriously dealing with the long sword, a pair of wrinkled hands suddenly appeared on the ground and grabbed his ankles.