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However, the top of the mountain is so high that the top of the mountain cannot be seen at all.

The sword in his hand trembled, and suddenly fell to the ground, Lin Shi regained his grip on the sword, and said, "Don't be afraid, if you want to kill us, you will kill us a long time ago." ”

The sword seemed to understand, and it was a little quieter, but it didn't take a few steps, and it trembled like chaff.

The night is invading, and the cold is even worse.

It's a bit blue tonight.

The moonlight shines on the Buzhou Mountain, and the whole world seems to be false, and the snow reflects the figure of the forest, and the sound of stepping on the snow seems even colder.

In the middle of the night, the sky was so blue that it couldn't be dissolved.

Walking and walking, Lin Shi found that the snow on the ground did not know when it disappeared, only the flat ice surface, and the ice walls on all sides seemed to have been cut by a sharp sword, straight up and down, with sharp knife edges, looking inside, they were all geometric figures, cut horizontally and vertically, and piled up into a rough artificial building.

Inside the ice wall, there is an ice seat, a person.

Lin Shi finally saw this person.

Lin Shi was about to get closer, when suddenly a dark force rushed to his face, pushing him three zhang away, and the sword in his hand fell off the ground again.

The "sculpture" remained motionless from beginning to end, and its eyelids never opened.

"Mortal. A cold voice was loud, but it didn't do any harm to Lin Shi.

He sat on the throne of the ice sculpture, one leg half-hung from the armrest, one hand supporting his head, as if thinking about something.

This person seems to be the king of heaven and earth, the king is the only one in heaven and earth, he is lonely and widowed, and he is the loneliest person in the world.

Lin Shi felt the strong coercion, but did not kneel.

"Come out. The ice-like man said suddenly.

Lin Shizheng didn't understand, and suddenly saw the sword next to him flash, and a woman was crawling.

How could there be a woman here? The forest is strange, no wonder it shook like that along the way.

The woman trembled: "Kneel, kneel...... Sword Spirit King. ”

"Sword Spirit King?" Lin Shi read these three words, Sword Spirit, could it be that this person and the woman in the sword are both sword spirits?

At this time, Immortal woke up in the sea of knowledge, he looked at the Sword Spirit King, and said to Lin Shi: "Yes, this person should be the Sword Spirit King." ”

The Sword Spirit King finally raised his eyelids, first at Lin Shi, and then at the woman on the ground.

Suddenly, the woman on the ground flew up and hung in the air. The woman turned pale with fright and was terrified.

"I'll ask you later. The Sword Spirit King said lightly, and then asked Lin Shi: "Where are you from? Why did you come to Zhoushan?"

"I was brought up by the Nine-Headed Bird. ”

"You mean the Snow Owl?"

"That's right. ”

"Oh, there have been a lot of snow owls on the snowy mountains recently, and someone once said that when the turtles land again, it will be the day of the rebirth of the Spirits. It doesn't seem far off. But I don't understand, what's going on in the mess down there, it's disturbing. "The Sword Spirit King spoke very slowly, and his voice seemed to be far away.

Lin Shi couldn't explain the situation under the mountain to him for a while, so he could only say: "There is a Xuanmen, which leads to the North Tomb, and many people have come from the Xuanmen. ”

"You too?"

"That's right. ”

"Where did you come from, and where did those people come from?"

"A country without cultivation. ”

"You're muddy, but you're clean compared to the other four. Why can't I feel like you're anyone?"

Lin Shi didn't quite understand what the other party meant.

"Are you a Soul Clan, a Soul Clan, or a Figurine?"

Fortunately, Lin Shi knew something from Immortal, "It's a figurine." ”

"Figurines?" the Sword Spirit King asked in disbelief, and suddenly a force pushed towards Lin Shi, who slammed to the ground without warning, and there was already a trace of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth.

With just one thought, it is so powerful! Lin Shi suddenly thought to himself: Who is worthy of having such a powerful sword spirit? This person is a sword, so who will be the person who carries the sword to fight Kunlun?

If you have such a powerful sword-

Lin Shi didn't think about it anymore, and the Sword Spirit King interrupted his thoughts: "You didn't tell the truth, you have both the muddy smell of the figurines and the breath of the soul clan. ”

Lin Shi didn't understand, and Immortal suddenly said desperately in his sea of knowledge: "Yes, yes, yes, this is exactly what I want to say in the past few days." ”

"You mean the soul?" Lin Shi asked rhetorically.

"How?"

"The soul is ......" Lin Shi suddenly couldn't find the words to describe what a soul is, and he suddenly realized, soul soul, soul clan, soul clan, soul clan, how could it be so coincidental?

Could it be that the soul has something to do with the soul clan and the soul clan?

Lin Shi seemed to see the piles of corpses in the immortal lake in front of him, collapsing on the corpses, and Lin Shi once flashed a thought: these people are not actually dead, they are just waiting for a day of recovery......

Could it be that the souls of these corpses have escaped to people?

Lin Shi was shocked by his own thoughts, and he also read it out without dying: "I think it's very possible." ”

Lin Shi had forgotten how to answer the Sword Spirit King, if that was the case, then, who had set up such a big game?......

"Huh?" the Sword Spirit King increased his coercion a bit.

Lin Shi opened his mouth, "I want to ......" Lin Shi's brain spun rapidly, if he offended the Sword Spirit King, he would not see tomorrow, "I think, I am just a mortal, an ant, everything I know is blinded, and the gods do not want us to know, so I am afraid that what I know is false." ”

Lin Shi was very satisfied with his answer, he hadn't played such a brain teaser for a long time, and he was almost sweating.

The Sword Spirit King's eyebrows moved slightly, and then he didn't make the next move, seemingly satisfied with Lin Shi's answer.

After all, even if he is just a sword spirit, he is also a sword spirit of a powerful immortal cultivator, and he has never seen anything big in the world, so he doesn't want to hide half a point in front of him and hold himself up.

Finally, the Sword Spirit King said, "If it weren't for feeling the aura of the Spirit Clan on your body, I'm afraid you'd be dead." ”

Lin Shi was very strange about this sentence, he didn't believe that this so-called "breath of the Lu clan" was just because he had come into contact with the corpse of the Lu clan, and the Sword Spirit King would not be so simple.

He must be referring to the "soul" in his own body.

It seems that the Sword Spirit King is the Sword Spirit King of the Lu people.

At this time, the Sword Spirit King finally stood up, and the three thousand white hairs that had grown to touch the ground automatically spread back, and Lin Shi finally saw the face clearly, this look, I was not surprised, the face was complete, yes, but how was there a piece missing on the right side of the Sword Spirit King's skull?

This was too conspicuous, Lin Shi couldn't pretend not to notice it, and the Sword Spirit King didn't care about being seen by him.

The three thousand white hairs were pulled back, revealing a handsome and perfect face, and even a man like Lin Shi felt that there was no woman in the world worthy of the Sword Spirit King.

This face is so clean and neat that people can't bear a trace of blasphemy, and in that look, it only reads:

Lonely, Wang

This innate Dugu momentum makes the king's demeanor unquestionable.

Looking at the world, it's just me.

Lin Shi wanted to know even more, who was worthy of such a Sword Spirit King!

His master should be a god-like existence, no, what is a god, this king is outstanding, incomparable.

The Sword Spirit King walked slowly towards the forest, as if he was here, even time had stopped, and even time was humbly silent.