"What's it, why are you still on fire?" Niu Meng was holding a pig-killing knife in his hand, and his face looked a little nervous.

Nan Ya frowned, "Listen to the voice, like a mouse." ”

As we spoke, the fireball had already run in front of us. It was indeed a mouse, more than one person tall, with a huge physique, and flames all over its body.

The temperature around me was much higher in an instant.

The "Demon Sutra" records the kind of monsters that are full of fire, but they are not mice.

And this big mouse is no different from ordinary rats.

The wounds on Nan Ya's body had healed at this time, and it didn't seem to be much of a problem.

He clenched the black sword in his hand tightly and put on a posture ready to fight.

"Stand down, I'll deal with it." At this time, Yao Weimei stood up.

As she spoke, she had transformed into a big cat, with nine tails waving nimbly. And she's a lot bigger, a whole circle bigger than the time I saw her bathing before.

Yao Mocking Mei stood in front of this fire rat, the physiques of the two people formed a stark contrast, the fire rat was half shorter than Yao Mocking.

I don't know if the mouse is naturally afraid of the cat or what, this fire mouse's expression is obviously not quite right, the flames on his body are much smaller, and he doesn't have the momentum he just appeared.

The fire rat stared at Yao Xiaomei for a while, then suddenly turned around and ran away.

The speed thief was fast, much faster than when he rushed over, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a small fireball and appeared in the distance.

Yao mocked Mei naturally went to chase her, she was a black cat, and the light here was dim, and I couldn't see her actions clearly.

After a while, Yao Xiaomei bit the fire rat in her mouth and walked back slowly.

At this time, the fire rat was completely covered in frost and had no flames.

Yao Weimei spit out the fire rat, and the fire rat fell to the ground, splitting in an instant, and the blood in his body had already been frozen into ice.

Then, Yao mocked Mei and transformed into a human form again.

Nan Ya asked her, "Why don't you eat it?" ”

Yao glanced at Nan Ya with a mocking look, "Stinky and baked, are you willing to eat it?" ”

Nan Ya shrugged his shoulders and kicked the pieces of the fire rat off the cliff one by one.

"Nanya, what just happened underwater?" I asked him.

Nan Ya waved his hand, "It's nothing, just a water python and a few water monsters." ”

After he finished speaking, he placed the black sword on the ground, and it was then that I noticed a gap in the middle of the black sword. I think it was caused by a fight just underwater.

I saw Nan Ya take out a dagger, cut a cut on his arm, and drip blood on the gap of the black sword.

Then something magical happened.

The gap slowly grew on its own, and the blood completely seeped into the sword, disappearing without a trace.

The whole sword looked as if it had been rewashed, and it looked very shiny.

Yao Yimei suddenly asked, "Your sword has a sword soul?" ”

Nan Ya nodded, "Luckily, I touched it." ”

I've heard of the sword spirit, and it can also be called the sword spirit. Taoism says that everything has a spirit. It is recorded in many classics that a cat or a dog, or a tree, or even a stone, will slowly cultivate into refinement.

This essence is the spirit.

But now that I know the existence of the demon world, and I also know that most of the goblins in the human world who have cultivated into essences are from the demon world, I won't repeat them.

The earliest record of the sword soul is during the Warring States period. The cadre Mo Ye is a husband and wife, and they are also sword forging masters.

At that time, the cadres were ordered to make a sword for the king of Chu, but it was not forged for three years. The reason is that the material used is gold and iron, which cannot be burned no matter how you burn it, and if you don't do it, you can't get iron juice, and you can't forge a sword without iron juice.

The king of Chu has a life, if he can't create a sword again, he will kill the cadre.

Mo Ye was very sad, remembering that the sword-casting master Ou Yezi had said that if you want to forge a divine sword, you must use human life as a sacrifice.

Mo Xie himself took the initiative to jump into the sword-casting furnace, the gold and iron were finally melted, and the cadre also successfully created two divine swords, these two divine swords are the cadre and Mo Ye.

That's all there is to it, but what happened at the time was certainly not that simple.

When Mo Xie jumped into the sword-forging furnace, was Gan General not present?

I had discussed this story with my uncle before, but my uncle just sighed and said that there must be a story to sing and cry about. As for what happened at that time, no one knows.

According to folk rumors, since then, swords have had sword souls. Because someone once got a Cadre, and also talked to the Cadresword.

I don't know much about the famous sword, but Nanya's sword is so heavy, and it can fly back to the scabbard by itself, and the existence of the sword soul in it is also reasonable.

But I'm really curious, how did Nan Ya's sword come about?

Nan Ya picked up the black sword, put the black sword back in its scabbard, and walked to the stone gate to take a look.

"This is Li Yuanba?" Nan Ya asked me suddenly.

I nodded, "It looks quite similar, and I thought this tomb was a tomb from the early Tang Dynasty." But if this is the main tomb, the owner of the tomb is not Li Yuanba, right? The statues carved into the doors are often used to suppress or guard.

Just like the folk door gods, they generally stick the portraits of Yu Chi Gong and Qin Qiong. ”

Nan Ya shook his head, "Not necessarily, this ancient tomb has a mixed style, it is difficult to judge the age, and it is a combination of Buddhism and Taoism." It can basically be ruled out as an orthodox Taoist burial method.

I've heard a saying before that Buddhism has the same origin. Isn't it strange that these two green oxen are obviously not Buddhist things, but they appear here? ”

Niu Meng walked up to one of the green oxen and knocked on it, and said, "Brother Nanya, Li Yuanba is a fake, right?" I've heard that this man was made up and didn't exist in history. ”

"The characters made up are terrifying, which shows that there must have been similar people in history. Regardless of whether this is Li Yuanba or not, just go in and take a look. After Nan Ya finished speaking, he began to look around for organs.

After looking for a while, his brows furrowed even tighter, "The Broken Dragon Stone sealed the door, so it could only be opened hard." ”

"And with that sword?"

I just asked, Nan Ya had already taken out his sword and stabbed it into the stone gate.

This time, sparks erupted from the door.

Immediately afterwards, blood flowed out of the gap between the sword and the stone gate, and this time the blood stains finally had a bloody smell, which was extremely strong.

For some reason, Nan Ya's expression suddenly changed a little wrong, "...... back"

We hurriedly took a few steps back, and Nan Ya also let go of his sword and retreated to our side.

"What's wrong?" I asked him.

"There is blood in this tomb."

Wait a minute...... I seem to remember something. In the "Book of Burial", it is recorded that there is a very special burial method, blood burial.

To put it simply, the coffin is buried in blood, and dog blood is the best, followed by chicken blood.

This tomb is so big, how many dogs have to be killed?

At this time, the black sword piercing the stone door began to tremble slightly. The blood stains that kept oozing out did not flow down the stone gate, but were absorbed by the black sword.

It's like this sword is drinking blood.

Slowly, the black sword shook more and more, and it looked like it was about to crack.

Nan Ya stared at the black sword with a serious expression, without any reaction, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

At this moment, cracks suddenly appeared in the entire stone door.

Although the black sword trembled, there were more and more cracks, and the two bronze hammers of the statue on the door were the first to fall.

"Boom" smashed to the ground, instantly smashing the ground into a big hole.

Immediately afterwards, there were more and more cracks, and with a "boom", the entire door completely collapsed.

The smell of blood came to my nose, and the scene was a little different from what I had imagined. I thought that after the door was broken, a lot of blood would pour out like a tidal wave, but it didn't.

What surprised me even more was that the tomb was small, and the stone door on the outside looked like a camouflage, revealing a square passage that was only one person high, and it was pitch black that nothing could be seen inside.

Nan Ya walked over and picked up the black sword, and at this time the black sword was already red all over, but Nan Ya didn't care about it, and directly put the sword into the sheath.

He lit another torch and threw it into the passage.

By the light of the torches, you can see what is inside the passage. It was no different from the passages built outside, the ground around the torches was covered in blood, and various skeletons were densely piled together.

However, the torch only burned inside for a short time before it was completely extinguished.

Nan Ya breathed a long sigh of relief, "Let's rest for a while, there is no air here." ”

A few of us sat on the edge of the cliff and began to eat and drink, and some of the burial chambers were sealed for so long that it took a long time for air to circulate after they were opened.

Niu Meng went to the stone wall next to him, dug up a piece of fluorite, and threw it into the passage. The light was faint, and only the outline of the skeleton could be faintly seen.

After all, it is so bright here, it is illuminated by so many pieces of fluorite, and a single piece will not play any role.

At that moment, I heard a muffled noise coming from inside the passage.

"Boom!"

It sounded like the sound of something striking on a bronze plate.

"What's that?" Niu Meng asked with a vigilant expression, staring straight into the passage with his eyes.

Nan Ya waved his hand, "Sit down and rest, there are things in the bronze coffin, but if we don't open the coffin, it won't come out." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, there was another "bang".

I panicked when I heard this voice, did I finally want to see the real zongzi in the legend?