Chapter 38: The Phantom

To Nangong Xun's deep surprise, he never expected that the tomb of the five dynasties that his master asked him to excavate was actually a tomb of the founding emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty.

What is embarrassing is that as a generation of founding emperors, Tuoba's tomb is quite shabby, and there is nothing else except the only "anti-heaven sword" that he has taken.

Nangong Xun guessed that Tuoba Jue's son personally pushed his father off the altar, and finally asked for his old life, this kind of father-killing and power-grabbing behavior is despicable after all.

There is a possibility that this anti-heaven sword may be the murder weapon of his father, and burying them together is because he doesn't want the world to find evidence.

But how many of the rebels in history can start and finish well?

Thinking that Tuoba Shao killed his father and seized power, he should have worked hard to open up a new scene, but his emperor's throne was not yet secure, and he was soon killed by his brother Tuoba heir, and he was only sixteen years old when he died.

Xun Lingzi secretly thought: The sword against the sky, the sword against the sky, the sword against the sky! This sword is already ominous when he hears the name, if he knew its origin, he will definitely not send it to Xun'er, not to taboo its history, but the disciples of Youlongmen have always paid attention to following the destiny of heaven and not going against the sky, and this sharp weapon is only the love of people who practice martial arts in the rivers and lakes after all.

Xun Lingzi saw that Ling Xiaofeng couldn't put down this sword, and suddenly his mind turned and said secretly: "This person is crazy and crazy and has very high martial arts, and the strength of me and Xun'er is not his opponent, although this sword is a peerless sword, but after all, it is an ominous thing, staying by his side will only cause more trouble, and rescuing Feng'er is very important at the moment, why not use it as a favor exchange for Feng'er, it is not a good thing!"

Thinking of this, Xun Lingzi smiled and arched his hand: "In the downstream Longmen Xun Lingzi, Ling Zhangmen's swordsmanship is very good, and he is amazed and admired!

"Oh, are you serious?" Ling Xiaofeng's eyes lit up when he heard this.

After looking at the anti-heaven sword in his hand again, he suddenly raised his head and laughed, shook his head again and again, and said: "It's not proper, it's not proper, you must ask for something if you don't have merit! Although this anti-heaven sword is the best in the sword, how can you give it to me so easily? Don't you also want to find out the secret of the emperor's tomb from the old man's mouth? The old man will not believe your nonsense and fall for your old man!"

Ling Xiaofeng said, snorting lightly, ignoring it, and threw the anti-heaven sword in his hand towards the two of them.

Nangong Xun stretched out his hand to catch it, and snorted coldly: "That's the best! Master, your kindness has been regarded as a bad intention, I don't think we need to beg him!"

Xun Lingzi suddenly heard him mention the "Imperial Tomb" in his heart, and said in his heart: "Although this person is delirious, he is particularly wary of outsiders, and he must have seen the whereabouts of the Emperor's Tomb, and even more may have spied on the secret of the tomb, if I can get this person's help, I will definitely get twice the result with half the effort!"

Xun Lingzi stopped Nangong Xun with his hand and continued, but smiled at Ling Xiaofeng, and said: "Ling's head is too worried, the head of the family is already a chivalrous hero who is famous all over the rivers and lakes, and he has admired him for a long time but he has no chance to meet, how can he miss it if he meets today?

After saying that, Xun Lingzi held up the anti-heaven sword with both hands and respectfully sent it to Ling Xiaofeng's eyes.

Ling Xiaofeng stroked a handful of long messy hair from his sideburns, rolled his eyes to look at the sword and looked up at Xun Lingzi.

Xun Lingzi's face did not change and smiled slightly.

Ling Xiaofeng showed a suspicious look, stretched out his hand to take it, and then stopped.

Xun Lingzi said with a smile: "If the head of Ling does not give up, please accept the smile! I am ashamed, there are indeed private thoughts that let the head of Ling misunderstand, one is to respect the head of the house, and there is a heart to get acquainted, and the other is that the whereabouts of the little girl are unknown, and the head of the house is grateful if he knows it, and he is grateful to the surname Xun!"

When Ling Xiaofeng heard this, he seemed to be at ease for a while, so he relaxed his guard and reached over to take his sword.

Nangong Xun saw that the sword was about to be given away, and he was unwilling and reluctant, and said: "Master, we don't have to rely on him, we can also find Feng'er!"

Ling Xiaofeng squinted at him, snorted coldly and said with a smile: "The young man really speaks indiscriminately, do you know how many heroes of the rivers and lakes have been buried in this Xiaoyaodu?

Nangong Xun and the others were even more surprised when they heard that he suddenly said this, and at the same time said in their hearts: "Could it be that this emperor tomb tribulation is related to the eight major factions of martial arts?"

Xun Lingzi couldn't argue whether what he said was true or false, and when he thought about it, he felt inappropriate.

It must be known that today's martial arts righteous path takes Shaolin Wudang as the hero, plus the beggar gang, Kunlun, Qingcheng, Huashan, Emei and Snow Mountain, collectively known as the "eight major factions of martial arts", constituting the foundation of the Central Plains martial arts righteous path, the eight major factions have always been like a family with the same spirit, jointly guarding the justice and tranquility of the martial arts, the world is in great trouble, and the eight major factions must have been secretly investigating this matter!

It's just that what he meant by saying that he was left alone? Could it be that except for him, a madman who escaped, the other seven major factions had already died tragically in this escape?

If what he said is true, then the eight major factions of martial arts will definitely be greatly injured, and at that time, the righteous path will sink and the evil way will be fueled, and then the martial arts world will not be even more chaotic?

The more Xun Lingzi thought about it, the more scared he became, and he didn't dare to think about it anymore and was about to ask.

Suddenly, Ling Xiaofeng curled up on the ground with his head in his hands, his body trembling uncontrollably, and he suddenly got up and tore his messy hair and shouted at the sky!

"Ahh

His roar inadvertently carried a very strong internal force, and the loudness was like a bell ringing far away in the valley, only causing Xun Lingzi's ears to buzz.

That Ling Xiaofeng suddenly raised his sword and ran wildly, slashing at the mountain stone on his side, and the sound of "ding ding ding" sword and stone impact was endless, and large and small gravel rolled down along the mountain in an instant!

The master and apprentice of Xun Lingzi on his side were secretly frightened, I really didn't know how much the head of the Snow Mountain Sect had been stimulated before, so that he would suddenly become the crazy appearance he was now, and he was really as chilling as a roaring devil.

Nangong Xun was shocked in his heart, and said in his heart: "Legend has it that the Emperor's Tomb was cursed by the devil, and no one who approaches it will end well, is it true that the rumors in the rivers and lakes are true?"

Ling Xiaofeng wildly swung the Heavenly Sword and slashed and roared wildly, using this to vent the anger in his heart.

He gradually became a little tired, held his sword up to the sky and smiled bitterly, and muttered to himself: "It's all dead, it's all gone, there's nothing left..."

Suddenly, there was a dull sound in the distance, and the mountain seemed to tremble slightly.

Nangong Xun felt an unusual appearance, and couldn't help but raise his eyes to look, there was a trace of coolness in the corner of his forehead, and he wiped it with his hand, but it was a six-petal shaped snowflake!

Crystal clear!

But there is not even a single white cloud in the sky, where are the snowflakes floating in the clear and clear sky?

"Oops! It's an avalanche!" Nangong Xun subconsciously exclaimed.

It turns out that the madness of this madman caused a great avalanche in the distant mountains!