In the ancestral temple, the atmosphere suddenly became silent.

Lin Huang felt the woman in front of him, and his heart was already tense.

"Why can't I be the soul of a soldier of the Instant Sword?"

Momentarily asked rhetorically.

"The so-called sword soul is the spirit of divine soldiers. And you're a dead man, you're just a soul, not a sword soul!"

Lin Huang said.

A smile appeared at the corner of the woman's mouth: "I'm not a sword soul, can't I be a sword soul?"

Well?

Lin Huang immediately frowned.

Instantly shook his head and said with a smile: "None of this is important, the important thing is that I am very happy today...... This is the happiest I've ever had in tens of thousands of years!"

"Tens of thousands of years?"

Lin Huang frowned and opened his mouth in confusion.

The instant knife is from the Ming Dynasty Thirteen Potentials, and this Ming Dynasty Thirteen Potentials is the artifact of the Ming Dynasty. It should have existed for no more than 10,000 years.

So...... Where did this woman come from?

and how did he become the soul of the sword in an instant?

Her name is Moment.

Did the Moment Knife make her, or did she make the Moment?

Solving a doubt, Lin Huang's heart burst into countless doubts.

"I don't know how many tens of thousands of years I've lived. All I remember is ...... In the years when I was born, there were no martial spirits in the world. ”

The woman's voice was low, looking lonely and lonely.

Lin Huang's heart shook again.

There are no years of martial spirits, at least they are also characters of ancient times. Then the woman's life should be ...... At least hundreds of thousands of years ago.

"That ......"

Lin Huang stretched out his voice, wanting to ask a question that he didn't know how to speak.

"You want to ask me, where do I go from here?"

The woman spoke softly.

Lin Huang nodded.

And in the ancestral temple, everyone also raised their heads and looked at the woman with bated breath. They don't know where the goddess comes from and where she is going.

But they know that the awakening of the female god this time is different from the past.

Sure enough, the woman turned her head to look at the people in the ancestral temple. She sighed lightly, then her eyes fell on Beitangxiu's body, and she said softly:

"He can tell you all the origins of my existence, which he can tell you. Thank you for hunting souls for me for thousands of years, healing my wounds, and mending my broken soul!"

Everyone frowned suddenly, and looked at Beitangxiu with doubts on their faces.

Beitangxiu's face did not change in the slightest, he just bowed respectfully to the moment, and said:

"Back then, if it weren't for the instant adult's action, my Beitang command would have been reduced to dust. It was you who disregarded the way of heaven and forcibly came out of the sheath to appear in the world, which saved thousands of Li people and saved us. It is the glory of my generation to be able to be driven by the Lord of the Moment!"

The crowd became more and more confused.

They only know that Instant is the great god they have sacrificed for many years, but they don't know what kind of tortuous relationship the ancestors of Instant have in the past years.

"No ......"

Listening to Beitangxiu's words, he shook his head in an instant. Her star-like eyes looked into the distance, and she said slowly:

"You have your own mission, and even if you have forgotten it, you will remember it eventually. A foreign country is not a homeland, and one day you will leave this place and return to your own world. I believe that you remember! I believe that your ancestors have had this kind of blood in their bodies for generations!"

Beitang Xiu frowned.

He was silent for a moment......

Then he said cautiously, "You mean...... We are under the command of Beitang, can we go out?"

The woman nodded slightly.

As the words fell, Bei Tangxiu's eyes suddenly bloomed with a strong light, and a terrifying battle intent boiled all over his body!

And the people in the ancestral temple were still full of confusion. Only a few gray-haired old men seemed to remember the last words of their ancestors, and their eyes gradually changed from doubts to shock.

"You're leaving?"

Beitangxiu clenched his fists and asked respectfully for a moment.

The woman nodded slightly, "I shouldn't have stayed in this world, where the scabbard is, I will be there!"

Lin Huang twisted his head, feeling the woman's soft gaze...... Warm and reassuring.

Even though he already knew this answer in his heart, Beitang Xiu was stunned for a moment, knowing that it was useless to dissuade and retain, so he had to kneel down on one knee, like a soldier bidding farewell to the general, "The right sword of the Qinglong Department makes Beitang Xiu, the fourteenth descendant of Beitang, bring the descendants of Beitang, and send it off...... Instant, sama!"

In the ancestral temple, everyone became more and more puzzled.

Lin Huang frowned, and his heart was full of shock.

Zuo Jia Ming Sect Qinglong Department!

For this name, forest wilderness nature has a deep concept. He had heard both Song Changling and Xiao Yishan say that under Zuojiamingjiao, there were four divisions.

Green Dragon.

White tiger.

Suzaku.

Xuanwu.

And under the command of each part, there are left and right sword envoys!

I never expected that this extremely remote and hidden mountain village would have such an amazing origin.

It's a bit too bizarre.

Immediately, Lin Huang patted his head and calmed down. He forgot that in this mountain village, there was a moment of scabbard.

And the master of the previous generation of the Instant Sword was his senior brother Qin Changsheng.

The dragon head of the thirteen killings of the Ming Sect back then.

"Goodbye!"

Momentarily waved his hand, a smile lingering on his face. The body, which was already illusory, began to slowly dissipate.

"Great God ......"

In the ancestral temple, someone shouted, and the doubts in his heart had not been resolved, and he found that the great god was about to leave, and his face couldn't help but show a trace of panic.

"Everything, you will get the answer!"

The voice of the moment echoed in the ancestral temple, "For thousands of years, you should not worship me. It wasn't me who saved you back then. It's Qin Changsheng, the previous master of the Instant Knife, who woke me up!"

When the words fell, they disappeared completely.

But Lin Huang suddenly felt that the knife was heavier in an instant.

"Great God!"

......

In the ancestral temple, everyone still couldn't accept the facts in front of them. After discovering that it disappeared in an instant, he rushed straight in the direction of the forest barren.

Lin Huang frowned.

But before he could make a move, he only felt a tremor in a trance.

......

When Lin Huang woke up, he found that he had returned to the courtyard where Beitangxiu lived.

And all the people in the village were there.

At this moment, their actions were to bind Lin Huang and send them to the ancestral temple as before.

Lin Huang frowned.

This scene, as if time had flowed backwards, was difficult for him to accept.

However, everyone's next move was to give up binding Lin Huang, but instead screamed silently, calling the name of the great god.

And Lin Huang is also holding the instant knife in his hand.

In an instant, the knife was sealed in a scabbard.

This is enough to prove that everything I have just experienced is not a dream. But...... Real existence.

Then, Lin Huang's heart was shocked, and he felt the horror of the female god, and finally muttered, "Could it be ...... Is this the power of an instant?"

It was only a moment's effort, but it made him experience being tied up and sent to the ancestral temple, the resurgence of the female god, and the appearance of the scabbard in an instant......

Such an unpredictable power is too terrifying.

Behind the courtyard, Beitang Xiu sighed lonely, patted Beitang Qing'er's shoulder, and said, "Take him out of here, leave the Northern Hells Giant Shark, and leave the vast sea!"

"Oh!"

Beitang Qing'er nodded in a trance.

......

Knowingly, Li Baiyi, who was sleeping heavily, suddenly opened his eyes.

The long sleeves of the white clothes flicked, and on the chessboard in front of him, the scene of Lin Huang leaving the small mountain village was manifested. Then he frowned rarely.

Hitting the chessboard with a chess piece, it seems to be thinking about something.

He stared at Lin Huang's sword for a long time, and then muttered speculatively: "Qin Changsheng...... You uneducated reckless man, you are actually laying out the layout? I was not optimistic about him before, so you have to personally pave the way for your little junior brother?

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