Lin Bai stepped on the soft soil on the temple and walked into the temple.

Ling Tianzi had said that here Lin Bai would learn about devouring the Sword Soul.

The temple is a broken ancient temple, in tatters.

In the yard, there is a plane tree that has long been dead for a long time.

In the corner of the courtyard, there is a dry well.

The ground was covered with soft soil, and there was not even a single weed.

Lin Bai looked around vigilantly and cautiously walked into the temple.

When Lin Bai stepped into the temple, after entering the forest to chase and kill the Tiger King, the down-and-out sword cultivator suddenly looked back at the temple, and under his messy hair, the pair of dead pupils became blood red.

"No, no, no!"

The down-and-out sword cultivator's voice was hoarse, he looked at the temple, gave up chasing the Tiger King, and turned around and went straight to the temple.

The Tiger King saw that the down-and-out sword cultivator was not chasing and killing him.

He immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and watched the down-and-out sword cultivator's departure with great fear.

Lin Bai stepped into the temple.

There is a Buddha statue enshrined in the temple, but at this moment this Buddha statue has been cut in half by a sword.

Looking at this sword mark, Lin Bai could preliminarily conclude that it was from that demonic sword.

Under the statue of Buddha, there is a skeleton wearing a robe.

"The dry well in the courtyard, the heart of the heart!"

When Lin Bai looked at the bones, an old voice came into Lin Bai's ears.

Lin Bai was extremely shocked, pulled out the Qingge Sword, and immediately asked in a condensed voice, "Who is talking?" ”

Lin Bai asked.

But no one answered him.

And at this moment, a roar came.

"Ahh

Lin Bai looked back in surprise, and the down-and-out sword cultivator, with blood-red eyes, stared at Lin Bai deadly, as if Lin Bai had snatched his treasure.

And he rushed forward, stepping out of the kilometer in three steps, the demonic sword was raised high, and the scarlet sword burst down.

This sword slashed out, the heavens and the earth changed color, and the sun and moon were dark, as if the world was over.

"Damn, why did you come back so soon? ”

Lin Bai cursed, and the Wind and Thunder Divine Wings flashed rapidly, dodging and moving away.

The sword slashed down and struck the temple.

Originally, Lin Bai's sword was enough to smash the temple in half, but what he didn't expect was that this sword hit the temple and was shattered by an invisible force.

"Dry well, come quickly!"

At this time, the old voice said eagerly.

Lin Bai saw the down-and-out sword cultivator rushing over, and without saying a word, he went straight to the dry well.

Lin Bai came to the edge of the dry well, and looked down to see that there was a pool of blue spring water under the dry well.

"Jump down. ”

The old voice said.

"Ahhh——!hhh

When the down-and-out sword cultivator saw Lin Bai coming to the edge of the dry well, he immediately roared angrily.

Immediately, his speed increased again, and a sword stabbed into Lin Bai's chest.

Before this sword hit Lin Bai, the scarlet sword on the demonic sword made Lin Bai feel a sharp pain like a thousand knives.

"Die to die, jump!"

Lin Bai cursed and jumped down the dry well.

Falling into the water of the dry well, Lin Bai immediately sank.

The down-and-out sword cultivator fell short, lying on his stomach at the mouth of the well, looking at the well water, and roaring angrily: "No, no, no!"

Fall into the well water.

Lin Bai opened his eyes and looked at all directions.

Under the water of the well, it was as if Lin Bai had entered another world.

It's a turquoise blue world.

In front of Lin Bai, there was an old monk meditating cross-legged.

The old monk watched Lin Bai fall, opened his eyes slightly, and said with a smile: "Don't be surprised, don't be surprised, the old monk is a remnant soul body, and he can't hurt you." ”

Lin Bai still had palpitations in his heart now, and the power of the demonic sword really made Lin Bai's heart tremble.

Seeing the old monk like this, it was indeed a remnant body, and Lin Bai was a little relieved.

The old monk smiled and said, "Donor, you are the only person who has walked into the temple alive in the past thousands of years. ”

Lin Bai asked suspiciously, "Could it be that for thousands of years, no warrior has entered the temple?"

The old monk smiled: "Maybe someone wants to come to the temple, maybe he has already killed him." ”

"He, what the master said about him, is that sword cultivator with a black sword?" Lin Bai asked curiously.

The old monk nodded and said: "Yes, his name is Ji Xiang, and he used to be the first sword cultivator in the Seven Hundred Kingdoms of Lingdong, but this person finally went crazy in cultivation, and his six relatives did not recognize him, and he killed people like hemp." ”

"His father found me, forced me to take action with his life, and persuaded Ji Xiang to put down the butcher knife, but after the old monk saw Ji Xiang, he realized that the sword in Ji Xiang's hand was not a mortal thing. ”

Lin Bai asked curiously, "That sword is indeed very powerful." ”

The old monk said: "That sword, called the Demon Sword, is one of the ten major magic weapons on the Barbarian Ancient Continent, if a warrior with a weak mind gets this sword, he will definitely be bewitched by the evil spirit in the sword, go mad, and kill people." ”

"When the old monk found Ji Xiang, he was already difficult to turn back, I subdued him and brought him to the 100,000 Great Mountain, away from the martial arts empire, to reduce the killing. ”

"I wanted to persuade him to put down the demonic sword, but he loved it so much. ”

When Lin Bai heard this, he laughed self-deprecatingly: "A sword cultivator will not give up his sword. ”

This is the fate of sword cultivation!

Sword cultivation is to never let go of his sword.

Putting down the sword is equivalent to giving up the dignity of sword cultivation, the power of sword cultivation, and the martial arts......

The old monk smiled: "That's right, later I found a general of the Holy Night Dynasty at that time, and joined forces with him to take the demon sword. ”

"But I didn't expect that during this period of time, Ji Xiang's cultivation has advanced by leaps and bounds, and I joined forces with that general, and I am not Ji Xiang's enemy. ”

The general was beheaded by Ji Xiang on the spot, and the old monk was also injured by Ji Xiang's sword qi and died soon. ”

"When I was dying, I set up a secret method to use the temple as a cage to trap Ji Xiang here, and beware of him going out to kill innocents. ”

But he didn't expect that this Ji Xiang didn't want to leave here at all, he just wanted to take the demon sword and be here forever, he felt that in this way, no one would want to snatch his sword. ”

The old monk smiled bitterly.

After Lin Bai heard about it, Na Ji Xiang was bewitched by the Demon Sword and had completely lost his heart.

After that, the old monk found the generals of the Holy Night Dynasty and wanted to join forces to take away the demon sword, which frightened Ji Xiang.

Now Ji Xiang feels that anyone who appears here is to snatch his demon sword.

Therefore, when he saw Lin Bai stepping into the temple, he was so excited and nervous, he was afraid that this old monk's remnant thoughts would tell Lin Bai what the trick was, so as to take away his demon sword.

"Now that the old monk has said this, can you ask the donor to do the old monk a small favor and remove this great scourge from the world. The old monk suddenly looked solemn, looked at Lin Bai very seriously and said.

Lin Bai said, "I don't know what kind of help it is?"

The old monk said: "Back then, I once set up a secret method to reach the heavens in this temple and trap Ji Xiang. Originally, I wanted to painstakingly advise him to be good, but now it seems that the old monk is no longer able to do it. ”

"So we have to take the last step. ”

"Back then, the old monk was afraid that he would not be able to control Ji Xiang, so under this pool, he left a back hand, which was a magic circle, called "Four Locks Trapped God Array", but now the old monk has no cultivation, leaving only a trace of residual soul, unable to urge the magic circle. ”

"If the donor can help me urge this magic circle, I can suppress Ji Xiang, and then the old monk can also smile at Jiuquan. ”

The old monk said with a smile.

"Of course, this little favor will not let the donor help in vain, the old monk will have the last trace of strength, and light up the mirror for you, so that you can see a trace of the illusion of the future. ”

"How about such an exchange?"