After a loud shout, the crowd gradually parted to make a way.

I saw a young man in his twenties, wearing a golden five-clawed dragon robe, imposing and handsome, walking slowly and walking over.

However, the strange thing is that every step this man takes will make a strange sound that makes people feel their blood boiling. Although the pace is slow, the strange sound seems to be very fast, and it is almost impossible to stop.

"Master, this person's steps are so strange that they have the effect of disturbing the mind. ”

Hui Ming frowned, he seemed to be affected by this strange pace. And not only Huiming, but many people present were affected, and only a few of them with high cultivation were able to survive unharmed.

Sanzang looked at it and found that there were already many ordinary people in the crowd who began to fall to the ground and roll under the influence of this strange pace.

"This is called the Nine Emperors, it's a bit too much, just pretend to be a show, now that someone is injured, he doesn't even plan to collect the credit!"

Sanzang frowned, although he didn't usually do anything right, but it was for some special things, and at this moment, the Nine Emperors had done too much, and he was going to take action.

Sanzang raised his right foot, and was just about to use his strength to break the pace of the Nine Emperor Princes, but who knew that a flute sound suddenly appeared, breaking the pace of the Nine Emperor Princes.

"This voice is the Realm Breaking Divine Voice of Miss Yuehua!"

Someone in the crowd heard who the owner of the flute was.

The momentum he created was broken, and the Nine Emperor Princes not only did not get angry, but said with a smile:

"Since Miss Yuehua has arrived, why don't you come out and see it?"

I only heard a pleasant, emerald cry-like sound.

"How dare Yuehua be disturbed, but Yuehua sees that the Nine Emperors are too powerful, and I am afraid that you will accidentally hurt others, so I have no choice but to take action, if there is something offended, I hope that the Nine Emperors will not be strange. ”

At this moment, a veiled, graceful figure and a long pale green dress flew in the sky.

Judging from the appearance of the figure, it is not difficult to guess whether the woman's appearance is beautiful or not.

The Nine Emperor Princes laughed and said:

"I heard that Miss Yuehua's broken mirror sound is the fairy song of the world, and when I hear it today, it is really extraordinary, but I don't know if Miss Yuehua can enjoy his face and come to the house to get together one day?"

The admiration of the Nine Emperor Princes was expressed, and everyone heard it, but they didn't know how Miss Yuehua would answer.

The cherry blossom girl opened her mouth slightly, and was about to speak, but was interrupted by a loud laugh like thunder in the sky.

"Hahaha! I said Ninth Brother, Miss Yuehua agreed to travel to Qingtian Peak with Seventh Sister, it is a bit unauthentic for you to invite Miss Yuehua away like this. ”

The crowd parted, and a man and a woman walked in. The men were a little tall and strong, wearing a five-clawed dragon robe, and the women were very beautiful, and they were wearing a phoenix robe.

Seeing the person coming, the Nine Emperors' face was obviously not good-looking.

"What the fifth brother said is that the imperial brother is reckless, and I hope that the seventh sister is not strange!"

The Nine Emperor Princes said with a gloomy face.

"Where's the word! We disturbed the interest of the ninth brother. ”

The woman in the phoenix robe chuckled and spoke.

"I said, are you here to fight or to see the sword?

The crowd dispersed, and a young man with a flask and a sword behind his back walked in.

"It's an alcoholic! I didn't expect him to come!"

Someone in the crowd knew who was coming, so they exclaimed.

Sanzang looked at the man who arrived, and from the fact that he kept the wine jug in his hand, he could see that he was indeed good wine.

"Drunkard, you want to see that sword too?"

The Nine Emperors spoke.

"Why are you talking so much, since you're here for the sword, then look at the sword!"

The drunkard ignored the Nine Emperors and went towards the sword instead.

The Nine Emperor Princes felt very faceless when they were so troubled by the drunkard, but after thinking about it, they didn't make a few moves with the drunkard, but planned to let the drunkard try the sword that was rumored to be undrawn.

At this time, everyone's eyes looked at the main owner of this incident, and Sanzang also looked over and found a very sloppy middle-aged Taoist priest sitting cross-legged on the ground, and in front of him was a sword that looked ordinary.

The blade of the sword was already two-thirds of the way into the bottom, and only part of it could be seen.

"What's the matter with this sword?"

The drunkard came to the sloppy Taoist priest and asked about his sword.

As if he heard someone calling him, the sloppy old man who closed his eyes opened his eyes.

"Huh, there's wine!"

I saw the sloppy old man's palm lightly shaken, and the wine jug in the drunkard's hand suddenly appeared in his hand for some reason.

The flask in his hand suddenly disappeared and appeared in the hands of the sloppy old man, and the frivolity on the drunkard's original face disappeared and was replaced by seriousness.

"I haven't been drinking in days!"

After a few sips of his uncle, the sloppy old man seemed to be happy, so he opened his mouth to answer the drunkard's question.

"If you want to ask me what this sword is called, then I tell you, I don't know. But the only thing I know is that this is a sword that can slash the sky up and the nine shadows down. ”

"As for why it was inserted here, I don't know, I just know that it chose to insert it here, I think it must have thought that there was someone it was looking for. ”

"I kindly remind you that this sword can only be used by the dead, and if the living use it, they will surely die!"

The sloppy and old-fashioned words made everyone present listen to it inexplicably for a while, and they didn't hear anything at all.

"Master, is this sword very powerful?"

Hui Ming looked at the ordinary sword stuck in the ground and was very puzzled.

"Well, it's very powerful, it's indeed like the old way says, you can cut the sky at the top, and you can cut the nine shadows at the bottom. ”

Sanzang said solemnly.

Sanzang's words startled Huiming, originally he thought that he was a sloppy old man bragging, but he didn't expect that even his own master would say so.

Sanzang was sure that Lao Dao was not lying, because the moment he saw the sword, he saw its past, its glory and past that endless years ago.

But everything was sealed in the dust, and it could no longer have that endless splendor, because it was cursed, and after it was cursed, everyone who used it died, and gradually, everyone was afraid, and they stayed away from it, and its legend disappeared, and no one remembered it.

Its name changed from glory to sin, and it was called "Mo Li". Encounter with oneself, inseparable from this life, this is the meaning of its name, but at this moment it is a curse, meet with oneself, not death.

The drunkard frowned and said:

"Since it's not available, what is it looking for?"

The sloppy old man lamented:

"It is not sinful, but it has suffered a catastrophe, and it does not want to bear this eternal sin, so it hopes to find someone who can save it, so if you want to get it, you can try it. ”

"Just pull it up, and you can walk on the path of invincibility. ”

The sloppy and old-fashioned voice is very sad, and people can't help but feel it when they hear it.

"I'll try!"

The drunkard seemed to understand something, and slowly walked towards the sword.