Another day passed, Sima Lingkong's injuries became more and more serious, his body became more rickety, and the rotten aura on his body became even more serious.

Morning.

"Come here, boy. Sima said in the air.

Hearing this, Li Lang stopped his cultivation and came to Sima Lingkong, quietly waiting for his master to speak.

"You sit down first, it's been five days, and I can hold out for two days at most. Sima Lingkong sighed and said, "I have something to hand over to you." ”

"Master, you are the Sword King, is there really no way?" Li Lang said sadly.

Sima Lingkong shook his head and said: "There's no way, if it weren't for the support of an obsession, I would have died two days ago, and now every day I live is a huge pain for me." ”

Li Lang felt that there was something blocked in his heart, which made him feel very heavy.

"Apprentice, don't be sad, the old man can accept a chaotic body as a closed disciple before he dies, and there is no regret in dying!" Sima Lingkong said while coughing.

"Chaos Body, is it powerful?" Li Lang's face was slightly stunned.

"Of course it's powerful, the Chaos Body is a rare physique in 10,000 years. Sima Lingkong said hoarsely: "Apprentice, as long as you work hard to cultivate, your future achievements will be immeasurable, and you will definitely be able to surpass my founding ancestor of Dayue Sword Mountain, and even surpass the most powerful person in the history of Kyushu." ”

"Chaos Body, so powerful!" Li Lang said in surprise.

"Although you are a chaotic body, but martial arts, such as sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat, you must guard against arrogance and rashness, and work hard to cultivate. Sima said in the air.

"Yes, Master. Li Lang said.

"Before you grow up, don't tell anyone about you being a chaotic body, or you will be killed. Sima said in the air.

"The disciple understands. Li Lang replied.

"This is the token of the head of Dayue Sword Mountain, and I will give it to your grandfather. Sima Ling took out a white jade token and handed it to Li Lang.

Li Lang took the white jade token and looked at it curiously, there were two flying swords on this white jade token, like a living thing.

"In addition, I will prepare a suicide note, and you will give the will to your grandfather when you go to Dayue Sword Mountain. Sima Lingkong said: "When the time comes, Dayue Sword Mountain will use the resources of the whole sect to cultivate you with all its might." ”

Li Lang nodded.

"I'll also hand over the storage ring to you, which contains Jiaolong Neidan, some of the old man's collections and pills. Sima Lingkong continued: "Jiaolong Neidan will be handed over to your master, and other things don't need to be handed over, so it should be regarded as the teacher's compensation for you!"

Sima Lingkong took out a dark green ring from his thin hand and handed it to Li Lang.

"Son, you can drop a drop of blood on the ring, and you can use it. Sima said in the air.

Li Lang nodded, picked up the Hanzhu Sword, and with a slight stroke on his finger, blood flowed out, and then he dripped the blood on the dark green ring.

Soon, the dark green ring absorbed the blood that Li Lang had dripped on it.

After the dark green ring absorbed Li Lang's blood, Li Lang obviously felt that his consciousness had a mysterious connection with the dark green ring.

As soon as Li Lang's mind moved, the white jade token in his hand was put into the dark green ring by him.

Just when Li Lang's blood and the dark green storage ring made a connection.

Sima Ling held a piece of white jade in his hand, and the piece of white jade lit up with colorful light, and slowly the piece of white jade turned from white to red.

About five minutes later, Sima Lingkong handed the reddened jade to Li Lang and said, "This is my will written with my heart and blood, you give it to your grandfather, and he will naturally understand." ”

Li Lang solemnly put away the red jade that had turned red.

"Disciple, I will first use the little strength I have left to take you out of the 100,000 mountains. Sima said in the air.

Sima volleyed up and grabbed Li Lang's arm, and then jumped into the air.

Li Lang felt that his entire body had lost weight, and then he only saw the big trees in the sky quickly retreating.

After about an hour of flight, Li Lang and Sima volleyed into the sky and appeared on the outer edge of the 100,000 Mountain.

The two landed in a valley.

"I can only send you here. Sima Lingkong sighed.

Li Lang helped Sima to sit down on a rock.

"Feiling Sword, you escort my apprentice to Dayue Sword Mountain. Sima said in the air.

The long sword glowing with cyan glow in front of the old man let out a reluctant wail, flew around the old man, and then flew in front of Li Lang, quickly became smaller, and entered Li Lang's body.

Li Lang felt that there was one more thing in his dantian, which was the Feiling Sword.

"With the protection of the Flying Ling Sword, as long as you don't encounter a grandmaster-level master, you won't be in danger. Sima Lingkong said: "I still have the last bit of strength left, so I'll wash the marrow and cut the veins for you!"

After speaking, Sima Lingkong opened his mouth and inhaled the air violently, and suddenly the aura of heaven and earth in all directions converged towards Sima Lingkong.

Sima Lingkong's gray hair began to turn from white to black.

The rickety, thin body also began to become more and more erect, until Sima Lingkong became a handsome middle-aged man of thirty years old, and he did not stop.

"Is this what Master looks like when he is young!" Li Lang said with some shock, not thinking that Master was quite handsome when he was young.

Sima Lingkong just looked at Li Lang lovingly and didn't speak, because in this state, as soon as he spoke, the power that he had finally gathered would dissipate.

Sima Lingkong grabbed Li Lang's hand and began to wash his marrow and cut his veins.

Li Lang only felt a pure power entering his body, but this power did not make him feel comfortable, but made him particularly painful.

This force seemed to be forcibly breaking his meridians, leaving his meridians scarred, and then forcibly repaired.

Li Lang gritted his teeth and insisted, not screaming whether he was alive or dead.

But this pain, like a knife, cutting his flesh one by one, more than ten minutes later, Li Lang fainted in pain.

When Li Lang woke up again, he saw a thin old man in front of him who only had skin left, and the old man had a pair of wizened hands, weakly grasping his hands.

"Master. Li Lang's eyes were hot, and he couldn't help but shout, although he had only been apprenticed for a few days, he could feel the old man's kindness to him.

Master, the old man in front of him did not respond to him as before.

Sima Volley, the head of Dayue Sword Mountain, a generation of sword kings has fallen!

Li Lang felt very sad in his heart, he put Sima Lingkong's body on the stone and put it away, and then kowtowed three times on the ground.

"We can't let Master's body be buried in this barren mountain place. After Li Lang kowtowed, he thought to himself.

He tried to communicate with his consciousness about the storage ring on his finger, and the storage ring lit up with a faint light, and his master's body was collected into the storage ring space.

"Master, I'll take you home. Li Lang said to his master's body in the storage ring.