As soon as the four teenagers and girls entered the door, the living demons woke up one after another.

They are like mosquitoes that have been hungry for dozens of days and smell blood, and their eyes are greedy and fanatical, but these monsters are bound by iron chains, and they can't move at all, they can only let out a wail.

The wails echoed endlessly, like the gloomy wind and compassion.

Xiao He grabbed Lin Shouxi's sleeve.

Lin Shouxi was also a little namelessly nervous, because he vaguely felt that the people these living demons were staring at ...... It's yourself.

"It is worthy of being chosen by the gods, and it actually woke up these half-dead old monsters."

The old dwarf man introduced himself with emotion, "My surname is Sun, you can call me Deputy Sun." ”

The person who claimed to be Vice President Sun continued: "This is the Demon Killing Courtyard, and the dozens of zhang wall outside is called the White Wall, and behind the white wall is the Evil Pool, and what our Demon Killing Courtyard is responsible for is to kill the demons born and raised in the Evil Pool. ”

"The monster is sealed in the evil pool, but the evil energy emitted by the monster will form a new substance, which we call the demon turbidity."

Are you going to kill demons......

Lin Shouxi was not nervous, on the contrary, he was looking forward to it, he felt that he had condensed the pill, but when he sat and looked at himself, his body was pitch black, and he couldn't see any trace of the qi pill at all.

There is no way to confirm the realm through the color of the qi pill, so he needs other means to see how much his strength has recovered, the Demon Killing Courtyard has many eyes and ears, and it is inconvenient to make a move, and the evil pool should be a good secluded place.

"Demon Turbidity...... Is it strong? Wang Erguan asked.

Vice President Sun turned around and slowly glanced at their faces.

"Don't be afraid, those monsters have been sealed for thousands of years, most of their strength has been lost, and now they have been killed countless times, and they are already weak, you have already condensed pills, with your strength, it is more than enough to eliminate the demons they generate."

"This is just a trial. ”

"Got it."

The boys and girls answered in unison, Lin Shouxi and Ji Luoyang didn't react, and Wang Erguan was relieved when he heard this.

"Okay, you're going to do two things." Deputy Sun said: "One is to choose a sword scripture, and the other is to choose a sword. ”

After Vice President Sun finished speaking, he led them to the depths of the Demon Killing Courtyard.

Deep in the courtyard is a forest made of white bones with bat-like cocoons hanging from it.

Behind the woods was another door, and at the door stood an old woman, who was the mother-in-law who brought them food every day with a cane.

The old woman did not move, like a dried corpse.

Deputy Yuan Sun opened the door with the seal of law, "Go in, you can come out after you finish choosing." ”

"Shall we choose for ourselves?" Ji Luoyang asked.

"Hmm."

"That'...... The sword can still try to be called incompetent, how do we know if a sword scripture is suitable for us? "Wang Erguan is in trouble.

"Don't worry, the sword scriptures here are all living creatures, and when you pick it, it is also picking you, if it is not suitable, then when you open the sword scripture, it will be blank."

Deputy Yuan Sun said, closing the door of the Scripture Pavilion.

There was silence in the pavilion, and the boys and girls looked at each other, from the cliff ancient court all the way to the witch family's demon killing courtyard, and the content of what they saw and heard during this was huge, and they were pushed into here before they could digest it.

Although it is called the Scripture Pavilion, there is not even a single bookshelf, but instead there are hundreds of lampposts.

Each lamppost is enshrined with a book of different colors and thicknesses.

The Sword Sutra and the Sword are both precious things, but they are now at their fingertips, so everyone is not in a hurry, but chats.

"What color are your Qi Pills now?" Ji Luoyang asked.

"It's all white, of course." Wang Erguan looked erudite: "Don't look at the five realms between the condensation pill and the god, but these five realms are all great difficulties, if you want to break through them all, you can't do it without a Jiazi." ”

"Aren't we geniuses?"

"No matter how talented you are, it is estimated that it will take more than ten years."

Wang Erguan looked stunned, but as soon as he thought that he might become an immortal admired by thousands of people in ten years, he was so excited that his blood surged.

He couldn't wait to return to the Wang family, show off in front of the people who looked down on him in the past, and see what kind of faces they have now!

"Alas, I don't know what realm Yun Zhenren is in now." Wang Erguan sighed again.

"It's an immortal." Xiao He suddenly spoke, "Yun Zhenren is an immortal who sees the God Realm!" ”

"What?" Wang Erguan was taken aback, "How do you know?" ”

"Because when he talked about seeing the Divine Realm, his eyes turned golden." Xiao He said: "My aunt told me, that is one of the symbols of the realm of seeing gods, even if Yun Zhenren is not an immortal, at least he is a half-step god." ”

Immortals......

This realm is hopeless for them today, and it means invincible.

"You always mention your aunt, what kind of realm is your aunt?" Wang Erguan said curiously.

"My aunt...... Although my aunt is not as powerful as Yun Zhenren, she is not weak at all, and pinching you to death is still like pinching an ant. Xiao He said coldly.

"You're so mean at a young age, and you'll have to pay it back in the future?" Wang Erguan didn't take it, and sneered.

"Anyway, I won't be mean to my senior brother." Xiao He pursed his lips and smiled.

"Just him? I see you're blind, little girl. Wang Erguan glared at Lin Shouxi, and scolded again, 'little white face'.

Now that their realm is getting worse and worse, Wang Erguan is just waiting for Yun Zhenren to completely abandon him, and then find a reason to beat him up and vent his evil anger.

Lin Shouxi listened to their argument and didn't say anything.

After coming to this courtyard, there was always a throbbing in his heart, as if something was waiting for him at the end of the courtyard.

"Senior brother, are you alright?"

Xiao He raised his head slightly, "Senior brother, don't be discouraged, my aunt told me the truth of accumulation, legend has it that the first adult of one of the three divine mountains is now forty years old before he successfully condensed pills, but he is white and twilight, and he sees God overnight, rejuvenates and rejuvenates, and has become a real legend in the history of monasticism." ”

"That's amazing." Lin Shouxi didn't know whether it was true or not, but he praised it from the bottom of his heart.

"He also deserves to be compared to the first seat?"

Wang Erguan snorted coldly, didn't bother to quarrel, and strode forward to choose the sword scripture.

The sword is a precious weapon.

The Sword Sutra is also far more precious than most martial arts cheats.

In this world, martial arts are used in battles between people, and to kill powerful evil spirits and dragon corpses, you must use a sword painted with a god crest.

The fight of life and death is only in a moment, so the sword sutra that drives the sword is also particularly important, and both are indispensable.

Lin Shouxi also went to pick out the Sword Sutra.

He flipped through the pages and found that the first book he had picked had words.

He reads for a while, then flips to the next one.

There are still words.

Lin Shouxi didn't feel too surprised, but in order not to let others find out what was wrong, he quickly turned the pages of the book with his hand, looking at it at a glance and ten lines, pretending to be checking whether there were any words in the book, but in fact, he memorized all the contents in his heart.

Wang Erguan also flipped through the books one by one, and every time he flipped through a book, he had to chant a word like 'I don't know what to do' and 'I have eyes but no beads', and finally turned to a book, and he finally calmed down and read it carefully.

Ji Luoyang glanced at Wang Erguan and silently wrote down the title of the book that the other party was reading at the moment.

He glanced at Lin Shouxi again, and found that he was just flipping through each book in order, and did not stay in front of one book for too long.

Lin Shouxi read half of the sword scripture in the pavilion, he felt that his brain was a little drowsy, and he raised his head after closing his eyes and recuperating for a while.

I happened to see Xiao He standing by the window reading a book.

The bright sunlight had quietly turned a gentle orange, like the yellowed corners of the pages, and it shone through the gap between the window and the beaded curtains, and fell on the girl's cheeks and skirt, painting a clear light and shadow.

She was encased in such a dim color, and her delicate and slender curves became softer and softer.

The girl looked at the book seriously, and at a certain moment, she also raised her head with a sharp heart, and looked at Lin Shouxi, the pupils that were always floating in the mist suddenly became clear, like a clear mirror, she smiled slightly, like the first bloom of the night orchid.

As if nothing had happened, Lin Shouxi lowered his head, put down the book in his hand, and walked into a deeper shadow.

The sun sinks, and the lights hanging from the beams come on one after another.

Wang Erguan did not miss every opportunity to show his erudition.

"Although this lamp is no different from ordinary papier-mâché lanterns, its wick is a stone, this kind of stone is called fluorite, it absorbs light during the day, and then emits light at night, which is very magical."

"Hmm...... It's a bit like an air pill. Lin Shouxi said.

Ji Luoyang also looked at the stone core lamp for a while, he put down the book in his hand and asked, "Have you all finished choosing?" ”

"Not yet." Xiao He shook his head, "I can see more than a dozen words in the book, and I'm still picking." ”

"Neither do I." Lin Shouxi replied, but did not say a reason.

Wang Erguan glanced at him, "I see that you can't even see a book, so it's a waste of time to rummage through it here." ”

"Don't underestimate my brother." Xiao He was uneven.

"I think you're the only one looking down on him here." Wang Erguan said disdainfully.

Ji Luoyang looked at Wang Erguan, "Have you picked it well?" ”

"Of course." Wang Erguan patted his stomach and muttered, "No one comes in to deliver food, and if I don't pick it well, I'll starve to death." ”

Wang Erguan said, rolled up a book, covered the title, put it in his arms, and entered the next pavilion.

It was the Wu family's Sword Pavilion.

Lin Shouxi was unmoved, until Wang Erguan finished picking out the sword and held it out, Lin Shouxi was still reading the sword scripture.

After a while, Ji Luoyang also entered the Sword Pavilion, and when he came out, he was holding a simple long sword in his arms.

After they all left, Xiao He quietly came to Lin Shouxi's side and asked in a low voice, "Senior brother, are you really not able to see a single one?" ”

"Why do you ask?"

"No, I just care." Xiao He thought for a while, and then said softly: "If Senior Brother really can't see it, tell me, I secretly memorized two more books, and when the time comes, you take the book away, and I will dictate the content to you." ”

Lin Shouxi's expression moved slightly, he looked at Xiao He's bright and innocent face, and he didn't know if this was true or false.

"Senior sister is bothered."

"Nope." Xiao He smiled lightly: "I don't think these are as good as the Baixue Liuyun Sword Sutra taught to me by my senior brother, and my aunt has also passed on my swordsmanship, although these are also exquisite, they will not be practiced as core swordsmanship." ”

"There are still three styles left of the Snow Flowing Cloud Sword Sutra, and I will teach it to you in the next few days." Lin Shouxi said.

"There's Senior Brother Lao." Xiao He bent his eyes and smiled.

"Well, if the junior sister picks it well, let's go get the sword first, and then I'll take a look at the sword scripture."

"Okay, senior brother, don't be too reluctant."

Xiao He rolled up a thin book of sword scriptures, held it in his hand, and then walked into the sword pavilion as well.

When Xiao He finished picking out the sword and walked out, Lin Shouxi finally finished reading the last book of the Sword Sutra, reading the Sword Sutra was very draining, and when he put down the scroll, his face turned slightly pale.

Lin Shouxi picked up a book casually and walked into the Sword Pavilion, passing by Xiao He.

"I'll wait for you outside." Xiao He said.

"Okay."

As soon as Fang stepped into the Sword Pavilion, Lin Shouxi felt the chill on his face.

The Sword Pavilion is a rectangular building, with a demon body wrapped in chains, limbs nailed by dozens of swords, and swords inserted in other parts of the room, each sword has a wooden skewer on the side, and the name and life of the sword's previous owners are written on the wooden skewers.

Lin Shouxi walked into the pavilion, his gaze skimmed over the blade of the sword that was either smooth or notched, and the half-unsheathed sword reflected the figure of the young man in a white Taoist robe, and they all let out a low buzzing sound.

He walked as if he were walking in a meadow full of chirping on a summer night.

Lin Shouxi walked straight to the center of the Sword Pavilion, he raised his head and looked at the black ghost demon full of ridges and corners.

The demon stared at him too, his pupils glowing red, his thin throat twitching, and he let out a terrifying roar.

Lin Shouxi felt that this ghost was very similar to the little ghosts lying on the window during the rainstorm that day.

The demon kept struggling, trying to eat the boy in front of him, and his long tongue stuck out, but it was always a little far away.

After observing this ghost for a while, Lin Shouxi began to look for a sword that suited him.

Every sword here is a famous sword, over the years, they don't know how many evil bodies they have cut off, how many demons have pierced their hearts, and now they are displayed here, they have not drunk blood for a long time, but the edge has not been reduced at all.

Lin Shouxi pulled out several swords and looked at them, and finally stopped in front of an ancient sword that looked simple.

The spine of the ancient sword is straight, the edge is as sharp as new, except for the crest pattern of the sword, it has no extra decoration, it seems that because it has been silent for too long, its killing intent is condensed on the blade, and it has accumulated into a fierce light.

Its length is very similar to the 'death certificate' that the master passed on to him, simple enough and sharp enough.

He loved the sword.

He glanced at the origin of the sword and was a little surprised.

This sword was actually brought into the Wu family by Yun Zhenren, and then it went through two generations of masters, but those two generations of masters were very short-lived.

When Lin Shouxi was about to pull out this sword, the palpitations he felt when he first entered the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion came back again.

He touched his chest, then turned sideways and looked deeper into the shadows of the Sword Pavilion.

He walked in that direction.

The ancient sword had a spiritual beginning, and it hummed twice, as if it didn't understand why the boy would give up on himself.

Passing through the long path with a strong sword aura, Lin Shouxi walked into the dimly lit depths.

The ghost's roar sounded intermittently behind him, as if warning him not to move on.

Lin Shouxi wanted to stop many times.

But it seemed as if a hand was pushing him from behind, and he followed the guidance and walked forward, without stopping.

There was a sword at the end of the road.

He saw the sword.

The sword is on the case, half out of the sheath, the sword body is clear as water, the sword is not imprinted with the god pattern, when he approaches, the sword is like seeing the old man, and the sound is quiet.

This is not his 'death testimonial'.

But he still recognized the sword.

This is Mu Shijing's sword - Cham Palace.