"This black coffin should be an evil thing for Zhao Guizhen to cultivate the evil law, and it may leave hidden dangers if it is placed here."

Seeing that Zhao Guizhen was dead, Xu Xian simply took out two talismans and ignited the black coffin and the corpse of the mountain ghost on the ground, and breathed a sigh of relief when he watched them turn to ashes.

"Strange, this forest is full of demons, Zhao Guizhen is not a demon after all, why is he entrenched here?"

After a general inspection of the surroundings, no other monsters were found, so Xu Xian opened his mouth a little strangely.

Song Xing had just arrived and didn't know anything about it, so he naturally couldn't answer her doubts when he heard the words.

Although Miss Xu Xian is handsome, she is obviously used to solving problems with strength, and she no longer thinks about it after thinking about it.

Seeing that there were no other monsters, the two returned to Lanruo Temple with the half-dead Soul Wounded Bird.

When they arrived at the gate of Lanruo Temple, they found a man wearing a gray bat-patterned suit, carrying a long bow, a long sword at his waist, and a hat outside the temple was standing in front of the temple gate with his back to them.

Hearing the footsteps behind him, the man turned around, revealing a middle-aged face full of beards and a slight vicissitudes under his hat.

"Uncle Yan, why are you here?"

Xu Xian saw the bearded man and said with some surprise.

"I tracked the Seven Tails to Yanshan, and on the way I received your master's flying sword message, saying that there will be a big demon born in Wuzhou, and I need my brothers to kill demons together, so I rushed over to take a look."

The bearded man glanced at the weak Soul Wounding Bird in Song Xing's hand, and then turned to Xu Xian: "Who is this?" ”

Xu Xian hurriedly introduced: "Senior uncle, this is the Daoist brother Song Xing I just met, and this is my senior uncle Yan Chixia. ”

A hint of surprise flashed in Song Xing's eyes, and he arched his hand and said, "It turned out to be Yan Daxia, long admiration." ”

Yan Chixia arched her hand heroically and asked directly, "Where did the Soul Wounding Bird in Brother Song's hand come from?" ”

Xu Xian quickly said that the sword prison ghost attacked Lanruo Temple just now, they pursued, and Song Xing killed Zhao Guizhen.

After hearing this, Yan Chixia showed a look of surprise on her face: "I didn't expect that Zhao Guizhen was fierce for forty years, killed countless righteous people, and died at the hands of Brother Song." With the means of this thief, Master Xu's nephew is not his opponent, thank you Brother Song for your help. ”

Song Xing said: "Zhao Guizhen cultivated the evil law, mutilated young children, and died innocently, no matter who sees it, he will not turn a blind eye." ”

Xu Xian nodded beside him and said: "Yes, everyone gets this thief and punishes him, it's a pity that the bounty... By the way, Uncle Shi, the master passed the book that our senior brothers gathered in this Lanruo Temple, could it be that this big demon would be born here? ”

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Xu Xian came to Lanruo Temple half a day ago, and she had already turned over the temple before and after, except for the dilapidation, she did not find any traces of demons.

Yan Chixia shook her head: "Your master didn't say it in the letter, and I don't know the details, but since even Zhao Guizhen covets Lanruo Temple, maybe there is something in this temple." ”

Xu Xiandi muttered: "But how do you look at it, it's just an ordinary temple." ”

Yan Chixia pointed to the inside of Lanruo Temple, "Go in and have a look." ”

After speaking, he took the lead, crossed the threshold and stepped into Lanruo Temple, and walked towards the majestic hall in the middle.

Xu Xian saw Yan Chixia walking away, so he whispered to Song Xing and asked, "Brother Song, have you heard of my uncle's name?" ”

Song Xing shook his head and said, "No." ”

Xu Xian was stunned, "But didn't you say Jiuyang just now?" ”

Song Xing glanced at her strangely, and said politely you can't hear it, "Miss Xu looks righteous and awe-inspiring, this Yan Daxia heard that a demon was born, and immediately rushed over, thinking that he is also a chivalrous person with justice in his heart, Song naturally admires it." ”

Before figuring out the world he was in, Song Xing didn't know if the Yan Chixia in his memory was the same person as this Yan Chixia, so naturally he wouldn't say much information.

"A famous teacher produces a high apprentice, Yan Daxia is majestic, and all evils are easy to dispel, Miss Xu seems to be a famous teacher."

Yan Chixia in memory, which sect is from?

Xu Xian smiled, and said with some self-confidence: "I don't dare to be a famous family, my Sword Immortal Sect is inherited from the Fire Dragon Zhenren, and it is different from the Buddhist Dao Sect, the cultivation is not the Inner Dan or the Outer Dan, the Sword Immortal Sect's cultivation is Gang Qi, Jian Gang!" ”

"Sword Immortal?"

Song Xing glanced at the long sword that Yan Chixia was carrying in front of him, and silently glanced at the huge hammer in Xu Xian's hand.

"Hehe, I'm naturally strong, and I'm impatient to make a light sword, anyway, I send a cultivator, the first is the first to be angry, and the weapon is secondary. Swords, guns, swords, halberds, your choice. ”

Seemingly aware of Song Xing's doubts, Xu Xian snorted, and then explained.

The two of them walked briskly, crossing a short stone road, the most central hall of Lanruo Temple, still ahead, Xu Xian seemed to be more talkative, chattering about Yan Chixia's life.

When Yan Chixia was young, he was not the bearded image he is now, but he was handsome in appearance, looking like a scholar, and after he went down the mountain to learn art, he became a judge of the 26 provinces of Guangxi in the eastern part of the country, and the corrupt officials who died under his sword were countless demons and monsters.

Later, due to the advent of troubled times, Yan Chixia hated the darkness of officialdom, resigned angrily, and went to the world to kill demons and save innocent people.

Seeing more darkness in the world, Yan Chixia's sword heart became more and more transparent, and over time, her swordsmanship skills became more and more profound.

After the vicissitudes of life, Yan Chixia's personality has become more and more free and easy, and her image has gradually changed from a clear scholar to a bold and uninhibited burly beard.

When the two of them entered the main hall, Song Xing saw that in the dilapidated hall, in addition to Yan Chixia, there were several people standing or sitting in it.

In the corner, an old man and a young man are suspected to be grandchildren, the old man is wearing a linen short coat, his body is shy, his head is lowered, he is holding the seven or eight-year-old boy in his arms, and he is leaning against a small bamboo box, which looks like a craftsman who runs the rivers and lakes.

In the middle of the main hall, a rich merchant with a rich dress and an obese figure was sitting on a chair, and beside the rich merchant stood a young concubine with a delicate and beautiful body, who was waiting for the rich merchant to eat fruit.

Seeing Yan Chixia breaking in, the rich businessman was startled, and then saw Xu Xian enter, his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly got up and said: "Woman, you are back, the monster outside seems to have died at the hands of the woman." ”

"Don't call me a heroine," Xu Xian frowned slightly, and his cold gaze stopped the rich businessman's progress, "This temple is haunted by demons, and the sky is about to get dark, so you'd better not leave the main hall." ”

The rich merchant in front of him was Xu Xian who came to Lanruo Temple half a day ago, and came here with a few guards, saying that he was a businessman, passing by Lanruo Temple, seeing that it was getting late, he was going to rest here for a night.

And the pair of ancestors and grandsons came to Lanruo Temple before Xu Xian.

Xu Xian had secretly observed a few people, but there was no aura of demons and ghosts on their bodies, and they were not disguised as demons, so he ignored them.

Just now, the sword prison ghost attacked, but a few people could see it clearly, born in troubled times, they naturally heard the rumors of demons, and now in this deep mountain and old forest, they naturally pinned their hope of life on Xu Xian.

"Woman, aren't the demons all caught by you and this hero?"

When the rich merchant heard this, he trembled and pointed to the gloomy looking soul-wounding bird in Song Xing's hand, and asked in a trembling voice.

"These are just appetizers." Xu Xian looked at Song Xing, who was still holding on to the Soul Wounding Bird, and wondered why he didn't kill this ghost thing.

The Soul Wounding Bird is condensed by ghost qi and has been close to the human body for a long time, even if it is a cultivator, it is inevitable that it will be eroded by ghost qi.

"Uncle Shi, can you see what is the wonder of this Lanruo Temple?"

Xu Xian didn't say anything when he saw Yan Chixia enter the main hall, thinking that he had found something, so he leaned forward and asked.

Yan Chixia glanced at the concubine beside the rich merchant, then turned her gaze to the corner and said, "Elder Yu, do you know the origin of this Lanruo Temple?" ”