Lingxu Sword Sect, one of the three major forces in Gusuzhou after Jianxin Temple, was once ranked alongside the Murong family of Tianhai County and the Gusu Sword Pavilion.

It is rumored that the Spirit Void Sword Sect is the most powerful of the three major sects, and it is even said that in its strongest period, it is even infinitely close to the status of the Nine Great Immortal Sects.

Everyone thought that if the Spirit Void Sword Sect developed again, it might not be impossible to rank among the tenth great immortal sects, but the final result was surprising to everyone-

The Lingxu Sword Sect finally ended in destruction and was removed from Gusuzhou.

What the reason is, no one knows, including the Murong family and the Sword Pavilion, everyone who may know the truth is silent, and they don't want to say anything about this matter.

Even when Huai Zhi'an asked about Nie Guangxing, Nie Guangxing just smiled bitterly after being silent, and only said, "It's our Sword Pavilion and the Murong family who are sorry for the Spirit Void Sword Sect......

Seeing that Nie Guangxing didn't want to say more, Huai Zhi'an didn't ask anything, but just asked Tu Yu to check, but he mentioned four words: Scourge beast demon fox!

More than 100 years ago, there was a vicious demon in Suzhou, and it was this beast and demon fox that was the one who caused the disaster, and the fall of the Lingxu Sword Sect seemed to be related to this evil beast and demon fox.

But the more specific information, because of the age, and because the shepherds do not have many manpower on the Gusu side, is not too clear.

In addition to ascertaining information for Huai Zhi'an, Tu Yu was also curious about how long Huai Zhi'an would be free, after all, the shepherd's owner wanted to see Huai Zhi'an.

It's a pity that Huai Zhi'an himself doesn't know how long it will take to find Huaiyang Mountain Spirit, it may be very fast, and it may take some time to get it in the next second.

The green mountains, the lush trees, the blue sky, and the ethereal clouds make up an elegant landscape painting.

Because of the collapse of the Lingxu Sword Sect, although Lingxu Mountain is not as well-known as Huaiyang Mountain now, the scenery in the mountain is surprising.

Two negative sword figures appeared in Lingxu Mountain, sniffed the fresh and cool air in the mountain, and felt that the whole person was much more energetic.

"It's so full of spiritual power."

Shangguan Jinghong sensed it briefly, opened his eyes, and was a little surprised.

Huai Zhi'an said with a smile: "After all, it is where the mountain gate of the Spirit Void Sword Sect is located at the beginning, and the place chosen is naturally the place where the leylines converge and the spiritual power is the richest."

Shangguan Jinghong nodded, but then he was a little puzzled: "But why has the Spirit Void Sword Sect disappeared for so long, and there are no other sects to occupy it here?"

The Lingxu Sword Sect was indeed powerful at its peak, but people died like lights extinguished, not to mention that the sect had disappeared for more than a hundred years, and the prestige of the Lingxu Sword Sect had long been gone, and at most it was only recorded in some rural history.

And a place with a strong aura like Lingxu Mountain, it is impossible not to have a sect to covet it.

Huai Zhi'an pondered for a moment, and looked up at the green mountains in front of him with a surging breeze: "It's not that there is a big demon occupying it, it's not a fierce place, no other sect has made up its mind for so long, either the Murong family or the Sword Pavilion intends to stop it, or there is something in the Lingxu Mountain, so those sects don't dare to make up their minds."

Just as Huai Zhi'an was thinking, he only heard a rough singing voice.

"Sing the songs, sing the songs! Waiting for a lover, the rain shed tears! Sing mountain songs, sing mountain songs! Who are you waiting for, in deep heartbreak......

The singing voice was rough and loud, from far to near, and the owner of the singing voice also appeared in front of Huai Zhi'an.

"Singing...... Eh, young mother, immortal!"

An octogenarian man dressed in coarse linen and wearing a hat was carrying a bundle of branches down the mountain on his back, walking to make a turnaround, and suddenly two people appeared in front of him.

When the old man looked at it, he was instantly stunned in place, startled.

The two people in front of him, a man and a woman, are completely fairy, the old man can't think of any words to describe them, but he can also recognize that the appearance and temperament of these two people are what he has seen in his life.

Even if the heavenly immortals come down, it's nothing more than that, right?

"Immortals! Immortals!"

The simple-minded, simple-minded old man looked excited, bent his knees in fear, and wanted to kneel on the ground and kowtow to the two immortals.

Huai Zhi'an was helpless, the two of them were not as old as half the age of this uncle, which was unacceptable.

Seeing that the uncle was about to kneel, Shangguan Jinghong hurriedly explained, "Uncle, we are not immortals, just ordinary passers-by."

The tanned old man was stunned for a moment, and then looked at the two people in front of him with a suspicious face.

"Not an immortal? Don't lie to me......

It is said that kneeling immortals may have immortal fate, these two immortals should not be so stingy, so they said such things to deceive him, right?

"Uncle, we are really not immortals, just ordinary sword practitioners and ordinary mountain Taoists." Huai Zhian said with a smile.

The old man was stunned: "Those who practice swords, and Taoist priests?"

When he saw Shangguan Jinghong's awe-inspiring eyebrows and the long sword at his waist, as well as Huai Zhi'an's extremely harmonious and harmonious robe, the old man finally believed Huai Zhi'an's words.

"Hey, that's really unusual, old man, I've lived here for decades, and even if someone comes to this mountain, it's just that they got lost and strayed in, but looking at your appearance, it seems that you came here on purpose?"

The old man smiled: "You two dolls should be careful, this mountain is usually not unusual, but once it waits until the sun sets, it will become demonic, and the fog will be everywhere, but anyone who gets lost in the mountain will be difficult to find."

"Thanks for the reminder." Huai Zhi'an nodded: "I don't know uncle, have you heard of the Spirit Void Sword Sect?"

When the old man, who was originally quite kind, heard this name, his face suddenly changed, and he frowned and looked at Huai Zhi'an: "You two are also here to hunt for treasures?"

"Treasure hunting?"

Shangguan was stunned for a moment, and then reacted.

The Spirit Void Sword Sect used to be extremely powerful, but now that the sect has collapsed, naturally some young monks who have no inheritance plan to come here to meet the opportunity, or those mortals who want to cultivate immortals but have no way, they also want to try to see if they can bump into the immortal fate like the script.

"Uncle, you misunderstood, we are not here for the inheritance of the Spirit Void Sword Sect......" Seeing that the old man was a little unkind, Huai Zhi'an hurriedly waved his hand. I have a friend who met a senior in the mountains and taught him a hand in kendo, and the two of us are also sword practitioners, so I wanted to visit him."

"If you know where that senior is, can you please give you directions?"

"You're funny, you doll." The old man shook his head and nodded Huai Zhi'an with his old index finger. "Old man, I have lived in the mountains all my life, and I have never heard of anything ...... in the mountains."

The old man suddenly paused, as if he remembered something, and his face was a little hesitant.

"It's true that Lingxu Mountain is just a barren mountain during the day, but once it gets to night, there are indeed some changes, but you two little dolls ......

Shangguan Jinghong smiled dumbly, his fingertips moved, and the long sword on his waist flew out, moving as he wished.

"Don't worry, uncle, although we are not immortals, we are also cultivators, and ordinary dangers will not threaten us."

The uncle who has lived in Lingxu Mountain all his life naturally doesn't know what is standing in front of him, but when he is a first-class sword immortal and his high disciple today, but Shangguan Jinghong's flying sword technique really opened the old man's eyes, and Shangguan Jinghong's status in the old man's heart is also infinitely high, probably second only to the legendary immortal.

"In that case, I won't persuade much, old man." Seeing Shangguan Jinghong's swordsmanship, the old man's eyes looked at Shangguan Jinghong with a little respect.

Immediately, the old man turned around and pointed in the direction of the south of Lingxu Mountain.

"Old man, I only dare to go up the mountain to chop wood during the day, and once the sun sets, I will stay at home honestly until dawn."

"But there was also a time, because of an accident, the old man and I went down the mountain a little late, and missed the sunset time, but I saw a scene on the mountain that Lingxu Mountain had never seen during the day."

"Oh?"

Huai Zhi'an is interested, there are still two faces in this Lingxu Mountain, and they are not the same during the day and at night?

Shangguan Jinghong listened silently.

"In the south of Lingxu Mountain, there is nothing there on weekdays, but that night, the old man, I clearly saw that a ray of light fell on the south of the mountain with the moonlight.

Then a ripple like flowing water swept across the entire Lingxu Mountain, like a miracle, and something seemed to appear over there."

"I'm scared of the old man, who knows if there are monsters, but the more scared I am, the more anxious I become, plus the thick fog that appeared at night, the old man I was trapped in the mountains and couldn't get out."

Speaking of this, the old man's eyes could not suppress a trace of horror, and it seemed that he was still a little scared of what happened that night.

Huai Zhi'an saw it, and quietly popped out a wisp of sword intent and fell on the old man's eyebrows.

Strange to say, the old man's heart that was originally afraid of panic suddenly calmed down, as if he had been swept away by a pair of hands.

After calming down, the old man's speech stopped trembling and became neat: "Just when the old man thought that he was going to be trapped in the mountain fog like the rumors, and completely disappeared into the world after the sun rose, I saw a streamer speeding from the south of Lingxu Mountain, cutting through the fog and guiding the direction of the old man and me to go down the mountain."

Huai Zhi'an raised his eyebrows: "Streamer?"

"How?" The old man scratched his head and gestured for a while: "It's like a meteor in the sky, swoop, it's obviously night, but it's as bright as day."

Huai Zhi'an and Shangguan Jinghong glanced at each other, isn't it sword light?

"Later, I no longer dared to stay on the mountain after sunset, and I had never seen that vision, but in the past few decades, there have been other young people like you, and there are fierce people who don't seem to be easy to mess with, who have to come to Lingxu Mountain to hunt for treasures and explore secrets, and they don't listen to the old man's persuasion, and insist on going up the mountain after sunset." The old man shook his head, looking helpless.

"What happened to those people?" Shangguan said.

The octogenarian man sighed: "No, gone, or they may have left, anyway, I never saw them again."

"Is that so? Thank you, sir, this news is very important to us." Shangguan Jinghong said politely.

The old man looked at Huai Zhi'an and the two, and couldn't help but persuade again: "Although treasures or fairy fate are good, you must also pay attention to your own safety, whether it is money or what, if you don't bring it in life or take it away in death, remember not to lose your life at will."

The old man didn't know how to practice, but he also lived to be seventy or eighty years old, and he saw through many things, and these two young people gave him a good sense, so he thought about persuading him.

Huai Zhi'an smiled: "Uncle, don't worry, we will be fine, if you don't believe it, wait until tomorrow to come back, we really have to find some immortal fate, and I will give you some."

The old man smiled: "Hehe, young man, I hope you are safe and sound more than that fairy fate, old man."

[In view of the general environment,

Shangguan on the side frowned: "Thank you."

Seeing that the two of them had made up their minds, the old man didn't persuade him anymore, shook his head, sighed, picked up the bundle of branches, and turned around and walked down the mountain.

Seeing the old man leaving, Huai Zhian glanced up at the sky.

The sun had set, and a few bright stars in the sky had begun to twinkle, and the twilight had lengthened, but the night had not yet fallen, and the elongated afterglow cast a crimson fire at the end of the sky.

And as the afterglow dissipated, there was indeed some thin fog around it, slowly thickening.

"Master, this feeling ......."

Sensing the changes in Lingxu Mountain, Shangguan Jinghong spoke.

"Demonic? It's thin, it's very thick, and it feels a little weird." Huai Zhi'an groaned.

As twilight fell, the dense fog on Lingxu Mountain rose, Shangguan Jinghong turned around and looked back, the old man's way down the mountain just now had been blocked by the dense fog, and three zhang away, it was white.

Combined with the weird silence of Lingxu Mountain, there is not even the song of birds and insects, it does seem a little weird.

There is no poison in this mist, and there is nothing unusual about it, the only peculiar thing is the surging demonic energy in the mist.

This demonic aura is very strong, but it is very pure, and it may have no effect on the monk, but if it is an ordinary person, it will cause some illusions

Produce.

"It's unspeakably strange."

Huai Zhi'an sensed it, and always felt that this demonic aura was strange, but he couldn't say it for a while.

"Master, look there!"

Just when Huai Zhi'an was puzzled, Shangguan Jinghong suddenly said.

Huai Zhi'an subconsciously looked up, only to see the south of Lingxu Mountain, just as the old man described before, a light fell on the south of the mountain with the moonlight, and then a ripple like flowing water swept across the entire Lingxu Mountain.

"Let's go, let's see."

Huai Zhi'an and Shangguan Jinghong were not afraid at all, and directly turned into two sword lights and rushed to the south of Lingxu Mountain.

It's just that they were in the mountains before, and both of them could see visions, but when they really arrived in the south of Lingxu Mountain, the mountains under the moon that appeared in front of Huai Zhi'an and Shangguan Jinghong were indeed very ordinary, and there was no abnormality.

"...... here"

Zheng –

Just when Shangguan Jinghong was puzzled, thinking about whether to ask Lu Wu's predecessor in the Chang'an Immortal Sword, a sword sound suddenly rose in his ears.

Shangguan looked back in shock, only to see Huai Zhi'an using his finger as a sword, and with a slight click, the sword light accompanied by the moonlight, cutting down a void.

Under the gaze of Huai Zhi'an and the others, an illusory lotus pond appeared over there, and through the light and shadow of the illusory lotus pond, there seemed to be something else around the lotus pond.

"Entrance to the Cave? Is there really a secret realm?" Huai Zhi'an was not surprised.

According to the strength of the Spirit Void Sword Sect, it is normal to have its own Spirit Mountain Blessed Land as the sect's station.

Huai Zhi'an and Shangguan Jinghong glanced at each other and walked directly into the secret realm.