Chapter 744: Three Years—The Name of the Sword Ghost

"Ardilia, follow the call of the contract!"

When the golden light dissipated, a figure shrouded in golden armor slowly appeared in front of him, with short heroic golden hair, sharp eyes and that lofty temperament, which made Luo Xingchen even think that he had invited a king.

She knelt on one knee, a golden broadsword taller than her in front of her, and her expression was extremely solemn.

"That...... My name is Luo Xingchen, you can get up and talk first!" Luo Xingchen was a little overwhelmed for a while, and said casually.

"The contract is established, obey the order, master!" As soon as Luo Xingchen's words fell, a golden light flashed in her eyes, making him instantly feel an inexplicable connection on his soul. It's probably the so-called contract.

"That...... Can you tell me why you obeyed my call, you must know that this is only the lowest contract, and it will not do you ghosts any good, looking at your appearance, you should have been a big man in your life, and even if you die, you can make a difference in the ghost world, why do you want to wronged yourself like this?" After thinking about it, Luo Xingchen asked.

"Master, forgive me for not understanding what my master meant. What is the ghost realm, what is a contract, what is a ghost?"

Luo Xingchen was taken aback, but after taking a closer look at her expression and finding that she was not lying, he was even more surprised for a while.

"Then what do you remember? Didn't you just say 'the contract is established'?" Luo Xingchen asked.

"I'm sorry, master, I only remember that my name is Ardilia, and I don't have any memory before this, as for the contract you said, the ghost world or something...... I've never heard of it!" she began, her tone full of unquestionable intransigence, as if no one could doubt the truth of her words.

"Then do you know how to fight?" Luo Xingchen said, pointing to the broadsword in her hand.

"Do you mean to use this?" I don't know, but you can give it a try!" she frowned, and then suddenly slashed at Luo Xingchen with a sword in both hands.

In an instant, an extremely powerful sword aura suddenly erupted, slashing the roof in half.

Luo Xingchen was also startled, and quickly took out the Xuanshi Sword to block it, but staggered back a few steps.

"It's so powerful, you can have such power with a single blow!" Then, he stood firm, but his heart was not calm.

She just did the sword casually, but she could see traces of swordsmanship, to be exact, her brain didn't know how to use the sword, but her body was more familiar with the sword than herself, and every move was integrated into the flesh and blood, just like a habit. It can be seen that she must have been a master of using a sword during her lifetime, but she somehow fell and even lost her memory.

But she can't be of any use at all, Luo Xingchen can't use her to fight, and in the case that she can't even master her own strength, blindly letting her fight will only make her die faster. Although she was just a ghost, Luo Xingchen didn't want to spend any more effort to re-sign a contract with a foolish ghost. He hadn't planned to use her anyway.

"Okay, in that case, then you go back, and I'll take the initiative to summon you when I need it. Then, Luo Xingchen said to her.

"Go back, where are you going?" said Adilia solemnly, glancing at him.

"Of course it's a ghost ......" Luo Xingchen suddenly closed his mouth halfway through his words, although he didn't know if her long-term appearance in the fairy world would consume strength, but he estimated that she didn't know how to go back, so after thinking about it, she simply opened up the small world.

"From now on, you will stay inside and cultivate, as long as you don't walk around or touch it. Luo Xingchen said.

"Yes, master. Adilia nodded, and then stepped into Luo Xingchen's small world.

"Hoo ......"

It was only at this time that Luo Xingchen breathed a sigh of relief, he never expected that he would cause such trouble at this last moment, he would rather summon just a little ghost who doesn't understand anything, rather than this kind of big person, making him feel like summoning an uncle......

But it's all right. He calmed his nerves and found that his soul was indeed much stronger than before, I don't know if it was because of the contract signed, or because of the ghost's feedback to the master......

In short, he is now equivalent to a qualified ghost cultivator.

He hurriedly walked out of the door, and when he saw the people from Nangong Village coming and going on the street, he finally knew why the ghost cultivators had such a strong throbbing.

As soon as he stepped out of the formation he had arranged, he felt a longing in his heart, a thirst for blood, like a hungry lion facing its prey, and every cell of his body tempted him to get his "prey".

"No wonder those ghost cultivators are so desperate, why is this feeling so strong, it's just that why am I also god blood, and dragon blood, I should be stronger than these Nangong Village people, why do I still crave their blood?" Luo Xingchen frowned deeply, that thirst for blood did not shake him, and was suppressed by him.

But he still felt faintly uneasy in his heart, the physique of the people in Nangong Village seemed to be particularly attractive to ghost cultivators, making them excited, if they couldn't solve it, I was afraid that it would cause more and more trouble in the future.

"Boy, are you out of the customs?" Before he knew it, he walked to the head of the village, and the figure of the withered wood appeared beside him.

"It feels very bad, I was only half-skeptical before, but now it seems that those ghost cultivators are not lying, and the physique of the people in Nangong Village seems to have a special attraction to ghost cultivators. I don't have a clue yet, let alone what to do. Luo Xingchen shook his head and said.

"Well, put this aside for now, you can't think of anything famous now. On the contrary, the ghost you signed the contract with before seems to have a great background, what do you think?" Witherwood shook his head, as if he didn't care about the people of Nangong Village, but was particularly concerned about the ghost.

"There is a great background, not only a great background, Aldelia, good at using a sword, does not belong to the ghost world, the memory is blank, but I will never admit the awe-inspiring divine power that emanates from her body, she is definitely a certain god in the past, but now she is lost, do you want to think that one day she will recover her memory, remembering that she once made a ghost pet in the hands of a little fairy king like me, what will she do?" At the mention of this, Luo Xingchen suddenly shook his head, with a distressed expression, he had thought of these things a long time ago, but he didn't dare to tell her.

"If it were me, I would have killed you as soon as possible to vent my anger, and I would have completely submerged this humiliating history, and now that you told me, I'm afraid she will have to clear one more person in the future. Witherwood didn't seem to care, and said in a relaxed tone.

Luo Xingchen suddenly had a black line on his face.

"Do you think I'm going to do it all the time......" Luo Xingchen suddenly lowered his head and said.

"Although the master-servant contract is based on the master, if you kill her, it is equivalent to cutting off half of your soul alive, unless you order her to kill herself...... But since she is a god, can this low-level ghost cultivation contract restrict her, I am afraid that she will awaken her divinity when she confronts the power of the contract, and you will only die even more miserably at that time!"

"Then do I have such an uncle? I can't beat or scold, and I have to worry that she will wake up one day and 'click' me?" Luo Xingchen said.

"Yes!" said Witherwood.

At this moment, Luo Xingchen was really glad that he had told him about this just now, and when the time came, he could let this old immortal die with him.

"Okay, let's get down to business, how was my time in retreat, did those people come back?" After a while, Luo Xingchen suddenly asked.

"Oh, over there!" Witherwood shook his head, then snorted angrily into the distance.

Luo Xingchen forgot about it, and then suddenly gasped.

In the distance, a pile of tall corpses formed a mountain, and at the top of that, there was a snow-white skeleton emitting a white light, judging by the breath of death, he was definitely a strong man who surpassed the immortal king in his lifetime, but at this moment, only the bones remained......

"This ...... It should be able to deter many people!" Luo Xingchen shuddered, although he also hoped to use some strong means to warn these intruders, but he also asked himself if he could not be so decisive, after all, they had not provoked themselves to that point, but this old man did it easily, which made Luo Xingchen shudder. Sure enough, the more powerful the person, the more blood they will stain, and when it comes to the Immortal Emperor, who else will not have blood on their hands?

On the side, the withered wood glanced at Luo Xingchen, and then said: "Put away your extra mercy, I will go to the Southern Immortal Realm in the next two days, if I don't do this, do you think that you can suppress these people with your little immortal king?

Luo Xingchen nodded. He could probably guess a little bit of the purpose of the dead wood. It was just a momentary shock, after all, no one can look at a mountain of corpses without changing their faces.

"I will stay in Nangong Village for the time you are gone. Then, Luo Xingchen said.

"There's no need, I've already arranged a big array here, unless the Immortal Emperor comes in person, no one can break it, in addition, I have also made a little change, among them, with the help of the power of the formation, with your strength, you should be able to contend with the Immortal Monarch, if there is really a short-sighted come, you can solve it yourself." Witherwood said.

"This is what you did, but I didn't do anything for them, just think of it as a cultivation after cultivation, until you come back, I will stay here, and I will never leave unless there are special circumstances. Luo Xingchen said.

"Whatever you want!" the witherwood said casually with a glance at him, before disappearing into the air.

The next day, the withered wood disappeared into Nangong Village as if it had evaporated from the world, and Luo Xingchen finally concluded that he had left after searching Nangong Village for a week.

For a while, he was both a little reluctant and a little worried. Although he seems to be very strong, but the Great Wilderness Snake Clan is not stupid, Kong Yuan said that eighty percent of the foreign aid is also a lie, with his strength, how can he send people out to find foreign aid? Therefore, all this will be solved by the withered wood alone, the other party is at least three Immortal Emperors, and he is just alone, how strong can the dying old body burst out?

He didn't even say a word of goodbye to Luo Xingchen, which suited his eccentric temperament, but Luo Xingchen was a little uncomfortable. After thinking about it, in the end, it can only be attributed to his old foolishness!

In the end, abandoning all uneasiness, Luo Xingchen began to fulfill his agreement.

He lived in a cottage of withered wood, doing only two things a day, teaching the village children to cultivate and finding ways to hide the power of their bloodlines......

The people of Nangong Village have a super cultivation talent and are suitable for cultivation. Coupled with their special identity and physique, if they don't cultivate, they can only end up being reduced to other people's "food". For this reason, they must become strong and protect themselves and their clansmen! For this reason, Luo Xingchen even did not hesitate to give them all kinds of alchemy techniques of the Dragon Clan! For this reason, he even specially created a special exercise tailored for them, which made these villagers who had never known what cultivation was immediately moved to tears.

However, what surprised Luo Xingchen was that even among the many villagers, the cultivation speed of his precious apprentice was still outstanding, and she was already in the late stage of the Heavenly Immortal, and she was still cultivating day by day, and in less than half a month, she was close to the peak of the late stage of the Heavenly Immortal.

This made Luo Xingchen extremely happy, he didn't open a small stove for her, but she impressed him, so that he himself had to admire his vision.

However, there is a mixed blessing. After more than half a month of enlightenment, Luo Xingchen even did not hesitate to go out many times to plunder the ghost cultivation techniques of many adventurers, but he was still confused about how to solve the mystery of the bloodline of the people in Nangong Village, which made him more and more restless.

Seeing Nini and them grow day by day, he became more and more eager. If they reached the Immortal King, they would no longer be able to stay in this village to cultivate. He knew how important experience was to a person, otherwise no matter how powerful his cultivation was, he would just be a pawn in the eyes of others. But if he doesn't solve this problem, how can he let them go with peace of mind?

............

Time flies, and it's three years in a flash!

The grass at the head of the village is already one person high, and there is no trace of the path that has been untouched for a long time, Nangong Village seems to be submerged in this world, only the peerless array is still running, and once someone approaches, they will sense the pressure.

"Boom!"

On this day, the closed formation suddenly showed traces in a certain place, a hole the size of a person slowly opened, and then, a small black dot quickly rushed from afar.

Behind it, dust was flying, and a large crowd rushed in with rage.

"Hee-hee, goodbye!"

At this moment, the small black dot had already come to the outside of the hole, revealing the appearance of a young girl.

She looked to be eleven or twelve years old, with clear eyebrows, big eyes that seemed to be able to speak, and shiny little tiger teeth flashed and flashed.

She deliberately paused at the entrance of the cave, grimacing backwards, and rushed towards the entrance when she saw the men approaching.

"Bang!"

However, just when everyone thought that she was going to disappear again, she suddenly covered her head and was bounced out, her face full of disbelief, and said loudly: "You damn formation breaking method, how can you go wrong at a critical moment, quickly open it for Miss Ben." She said loudly, her voice seemed to be crying, her feet kept kicking on the hole, and her hands kept pinching out one trick after another to no avail, and the light flowed on the hole, and there was an invisible force blocking it.

"Haha, God help me, little thief, I finally caught you today, hand over our things quickly, or don't blame us for being polite. ”

Behind, a big man stood up, looked at the little girl and said proudly.

"Hmph, dead fat pig, who took your things, shameless, that's obviously mine, my brother told me, as long as I like something, he will give it to me, I don't want to hurt you so I came to take it myself, otherwise if my brother makes a move, you won't have time to cry!" The little girl crossed her waist with one hand, raised her head high, and looked proud.

The people on the side were stunned, who taught her such strange logic? For a while, they couldn't even laugh.

"Smack!"

At this moment, a crisp sound sounded, and I saw a white figure appear in front of the little girl at some point, he was wearing a golden mask, and an index finger flicked lightly on the girl's forehead, which immediately made her tears of pain flow to her eyes, and she pouted all of a sudden.

The white-clothed figure smiled, shook his head helplessly, and then turned to face everyone: "My sister has caused trouble to you, I have already punished her just now, please go back." With that, he stretched out one hand and smiled.

The crowd was silent for a moment, then took a few steps back.

"He's ...... How could he be here?"

"This ghost...... Damn, how could you mess with him?"

"Damn, it's really a blood mold, this demon is here! It's a pity that such a good blood ......"

............

The crowd talked, but had to back off a little.

But there are also people who don't. They gathered in groups of three or five, looking at the girl behind the sword ghost with a greedy gaze.

"Sword ghost, we admit that you are very strong, but in order to monopolize this rare divine blood, you call her your sister, this is too much to take us for fools, not to mention, this girl stole a lot of things from us, at least let her return it to us first, isn't it too much?"

The sword ghost didn't look back, but it made the man feel like he was on his back, as if his throat was sealed by a sharp sword, and he couldn't say a word.

"I'll only say it once, get out of here! I said she's my sister, she's my sister, if you dare to touch her mind a little more, I'll let you know what the real Hundred Ghosts Devourer is, and you won't die well!" The white ghost's voice was cold, like two swords rubbing against each other, making people get goosebumps all over their bodies.

The man didn't speak, and he couldn't speak, but the people around him slowly stepped forward and blocked him behind him, and the meaning was self-evident.

"Hehe, interesting!" the white ghost sneered, and then slowly squatted down.

The little girl on the side had already stopped crying, and hurriedly climbed on his shoulder with a smile on her face.

"It's been a long time since I made a move, and I'm afraid you don't remember how I got my name 'Sword Ghost' come about. ”

"It's not good, everyone get out of here!"

When these words fell, some people in the crowd suddenly turned pale and wanted to retreat.

But no matter how fast they are, they can't be faster than the blade.

In an instant, in this space, countless translucent swords appeared in the void, each one like a spirit, roaring, roaring, enveloping everyone who did not retreat.

Beads of sweat the size of beans fell, and everyone felt cold when they were pointed at by the blade, as if they could hear countless ghosts roaring in their ears.

"Kill!"

The next moment, all the ghosts cried together, and there were no swords in the void, only countless powerful ghosts, roaring and rushing towards the crowd.

The rebels immediately summoned their own ghost pets, but they couldn't resist them at all, and the faces were torn apart and then dissipated......

Eventually, all the roaring had stopped, and there were still hideous traces on the ground, but everyone had disappeared without a trace!