The camel bell shook and made a crisp sound on the antler field.

This was a different team from most caravans, and they did not use the horses that everyone was accustomed to, but camels, which were unique to the western realm of Great Xia.

Yingzhou in the west of Great Xia is located in a barren area, the vast yellow sand covers almost half of the land, the Moya people of Yingzhou did not choose to leave this land where their ancestors have lived for generations, they walked all over the world, carried goods with camels, traveled long distances, earned a lot of money, and built a prosperous town in that barren Yingzhou that is not inferior to the Henghuang City.

Guanglin Ghost and Liu Dingdang met this caravan in Qingzhou, and when they heard that the other party was going to Great Xia, they got the special opportunity to travel with them after paying some money.

There are not many people in the Moya tribe, about more than 100,000 people, but their footprints are all over every corner of the world, and doing business with them is a reassuring thing, this is the reputation accumulated by the ancestors of the Moya tribe for hundreds of years, and no one dares to do something to blaspheme their ancestors under such a reputation.

Therefore, Guanglin Ghost and Liu Dingdang can probably enjoy this journey with peace of mind.

That's it.

Liu Dingdang sat at the back of the loading truck, her feet were hanging from the ground, swaying back and forth, tilting her head to look at the little monk who was walking with her head down, and said with a smile: "Little monk, come up, aren't you tired after walking for so long?"

Guanglin Ghost turned his head sideways, looked at the girl with a smile on her face, and a smile spread on her face: "I'm not tired." ”

"Why do you have to leave while you are sitting?" Liu Dingdang was puzzled.

At that time, the little monk looked up at the camel dragging the wagon and said, "All living beings carry their burdens in the world, and they can neither overcome their sufferings nor let them bear the burden anymore. ”

In this way, Liu Dingdang, who is only fourteen years old, is too esoteric after all.

The girl tilted her head in confusion and thought about it, but suddenly jumped out of the truck and walked side by side with the Guanglin ghost.

This statement made Guanglin Ghost slightly stunned, and he looked at the girl in surprise and asked, "Do you understand?"

In my heart, I couldn't help but secretly admire at that time, and Ding Dong was quite wise.

But who knew that Liu Dingdang shook his head, and said with a complaint: "It's sour, how can I understand." ”

The little monk was stunned for a moment, and became more and more curious: "Then why did you come down." ”

The girl's eyes were bent into crescent moons at that time, and she smiled sweetly at the little monk: "Because, I want to go with you." ”

Guanglin Ghost's calm eyes rippled, his face was a little red, and he had to cough to cover up his embarrassment: "Your body is fine, you shouldn't work too hard..."

The girl saw all this in her eyes, but she didn't break it, but the smile on her face was better than a breath.

"By the way, little monk, what are we going to do in Great Xia?"

"Heal. ”

"Isn't my illness cured? It's just that I have to eat that demon pill every day, it's weird and unpalatable, it's too bitter. ”

"So, go to Great Xia and find the last medicinal herb, and you won't eat that thing anymore. ”

"Really?"

"Hmm. ”

"You're so nice!"

......

"There are three fierce swords in the Sword Tomb, which are left by the ancients. ”

"One day of punishment, you can commit a crime. ”

"A dragon can devour all souls. ”

"A prison abyss can open the ghost door. ”

Sitting on a barren hill in the Sword Tomb, Meng Liang looked at the long sword wrapped in a white cloth in front of him, and muttered such words in his mouth.

Below him is the Sword Tomb, where there are countless long swords inserted densely, and each of them is enough to make people fascinated in the world.

Meng Liang's face changed suddenly, anger appeared in his eyes, he stretched out his hand to close the ground, poked the blade of this long sword hard, and muttered in his mouth: "You said you, what kind of fierce sword, I think it's just a pile of scrap iron, what's so special?" Master Meng has studied it for several months, but he can't study it. ”

Speaking of this, Meng Liang's face changed again, and he looked at the grass house not far away suspiciously, and said, "Isn't that Wang Lao'er tricking me?"

"Alas... What's the use of being useful? There is not a single ghost in this sword tomb, it is invincible in the world, and it is very boring if no one compares..."

"I don't know what happened to the emperor of Xuanji? But with Daddy's assistance, I can't make a mess. ”

"Ziyu should have seen the mystery, and I don't know if they are married, according to the time, if it comes faster, the children should be born, right?"

Thinking of this, the brain child of Meng Dagongzi suddenly appeared, and the family of three was happy.

He shook his head again and again, hurriedly driving such thoughts out of his mind.

"Phew, it's impossible for Ziyu to be so casual, why do you have to postpone it for a few months, and then pick a good day and an auspicious day, with the efficiency of those old men in the palace, it's not difficult to delay it for a year and a half..."

Thinking like this, a smile appeared on the face of the eldest prince Meng again. Of course, such a smile inevitably turns into loneliness in an instant, what is the difference between a year and ten years?

He is in the Sword Tomb, outsiders can't get in, and he can't get out...

"Alas..."Grand Prince Meng finally put away those unrealistic thoughts, stood up, and jumped into the sword tomb on tiptoe.

At that time, Meng Liang's eyes froze, and a majestic sword intent rushed out of his body.

"Old man, don't sleep, come out to play with Master Meng!" Meng Lianglang said, and then stomped his foot suddenly, the yellow sand on the soles of his feet swayed like ripples, and the long swords inserted into the ground suddenly seemed to have received some kind of edict at that time, the sword body trembled, and the sword roared on the sword body.

Then phantoms surged towards those sword bodies, and they looked at Meng Liang who was standing in the field.

Someone said angrily: "Little rabbit cub, did you heal your injury last time, and dare to come to the old man again!"

"Respect the teacher, the old man is the uncle of the seventeenth generation, you dare to be so disrespectful?"

"The way of the sword is like the sea, the kid is just a flat boat, and he dares to shout?"

Meng Liang listened to the endless angry scolding in his ears, but there was not much gloom on his face, he smiled, clenched the sword in his hand, and said: "I want to respect the teacher and respect the Tao, and win the battle with Grandpa Meng!"

With that, his body was stunned, and he was killed with a sword shadow in the sky.

For a while, the sword intent in the sword tomb surged, and the sword light was as bright as day.

When he found that these long swords buried in the Sword Tomb had sword spirits inhabiting them, Meng Dagongzi was like finding a toy, and he wanted to find these sword spirits every once in a while to compete.

As for the result...

Just like this time, Young Master Meng, who had a blue nose and swollen face, kowtowed to these sword spirits one by one and called Grandpa, Grandpa, Grandpa.... Only then did he send these past heroic spirits back into the long sword again.

As a result, Jianling returned to silence again.

Meng Liang, who couldn't remember the hundreds of defeats, stood up, and there was not much frustration in his eyes, after all, this was his only pastime here, and although these sword spirits had a very strange temper, they had a lot of guidance in the confrontation with Meng Liang, Meng Liang was grateful, of course, he would still be the same as before in the next challenge... No big, no small....

Meng Liang packed everything and looked at the sky, night had come, he yawned, listlessly thinking that it was time to go to bed again.

It's not something to be happy about, especially when you know that the days after you wake up are boring, boring, and unchanging.

He sighed and walked helplessly to the hut.

But just as he was about to push the door in, the door was opened by itself.

There was an old man with white hair, looking at him with a smile.

"Uncle Shi?" Meng Liang was slightly stunned, then came back to his senses, and the almost signature cheap smile appeared on the face of Meng Dagongzi: "Wake up at night?"

The old man glanced at him, but did not take his words to heart.

"Follow me. With that, he walked towards the depths of the Sword Tomb.

Meng Liang secretly felt strange, but looking at the old man's appearance, he still didn't dare to ask more, and walked forward with him.

......

The Sword Tomb is very large, and Meng Liang and the old man have also been gone for a long time.

Meng Liang's pitiful patience was also exhausted at this time, and he couldn't help but lean over to the old man's side and say, "Uncle Shi, where are we going?"

"You're not going to let me let you go, are you going to be a compliment?"

"I said that there are no outsiders in Jianling, what are you worried about..."

Meng Liang kept chattering, but the old man ignored him with his eyes, nose, nose and heart, and still walked forward.

The more Meng Liang saw him like this, the more uncomfortable his heart became.

Just when he was almost about to be able to resist asking again, the old man's footsteps suddenly stopped, he turned his head to look at Meng Liangyan and said, "Give you a good errand." ”

"Huh?" Meng Liang was stunned when he heard this, "What an errand." ”

"Go outside for a walk. The old man said with a smile.

"Huh?" Meng Liang's eyes widened, he looked at the old man in front of him in disbelief, as if he was afraid that he had heard something wrong, and couldn't help but ask again, "What did you say?"

But the old man did not mean to explain any more, he pointed not far away, and said, "But before that, you have to meet someone." ”

"Who?" Meng Liang asked again, but his eyes followed the direction the old man pointed, and there was a sword there, a sword that was plunged into the earth like the other swords in the Sword Tomb.

"Don't you know if you go?" said the old man with a smile.

Meng Liang hesitated inexplicably, but after all, he couldn't resist the temptation to leave the Sword Tomb, he took a step and walked to the sword, and he couldn't help but look the sword up and down.

He felt something familiar, as if he had seen this sword somewhere.

But when he stretched out his hand to touch the body of the sword, the body of the sword suddenly trembled.

A phantom shadow appeared on the sword's body, standing in front of Meng Liang's body.

Meng Liang looked at it fixedly, but he could only vaguely see that the phantom seemed to be an old man, with a sloppy and unkempt beard, but there was a faint hint of unruliness in his eyes.

The phantom also looked at Meng Liang at that time.

The two looked at each other for a few breaths, and the phantom's mouth suddenly opened.

He said in a very dull tone.

"I am..."

"The current of the sea..."