Yang Feng looked at everything that happened in front of him, but he didn't act rashly, this kind of shocking method, it was the first time for him, and suddenly he thought of his mother.

If this sword spirit could really cure his mother's strange illness, then he Yang Feng was willing to sacrifice everything.

It's just that as soon as Yang Feng's heart arose, this thought was instantly extinguished.

This ancient sword town revealed strangeness everywhere, and it was impossible for him to easily believe this sword spirit without finding out clearly.

After the old woman left with her child, Yang Feng did not stay long, and the top priority was the altar.

He came to the stairs leading to the altar with ease, and at this time Yang Feng was still on high alert, casting the technique of concealment, and completely blending his body into the night.

But when he stepped on the first step, the concealment technique that the remnant immortal had taught him was ineffective.

"This, this method of concealment has been broken?"

The surprise on Yang Feng's face was beyond words, for the first time in history, the concealment technique did not work.

But this did not make him hold back, and after appearing, Yang Feng no longer twisted and pinched, and simply charged directly towards the top of the altar.

When he rushed to the second step, he didn't encounter the old man during the day, which made Yang Feng breathe a sigh of relief.

Even through the Qiankun bag, he could feel the movement of the Spirit Sword.

The closer you get to the altar, the more intense the movement becomes.

Whoosh!

The Spirit Sword flew out of the Qiankun bag and headed straight for the top of the altar.

Yang Feng stared in the direction of the Spirit Sword.

Just when the Spirit Sword was less than a foot away from the top of the altar, only to hear a "bang", the Spirit Sword that was originally floating in the air fell on the steps only one step away from the altar without warning, and there was no movement.

"What's going on? Could it be that there is some power on this altar that interferes with the Spirit Sword? ”

Yang Feng looked at the Spirit Sword that landed on the steps without warning, and after a little contemplation, he said in a speculative tone.

Yang Feng's eyes looked towards the Spirit Sword, but the movements under his feet were not slow.

Just after he stepped up a few steps, the steps where the Spirit Sword was located were originally empty, but at that moment, a figure actually appeared out of thin air, picked up the Spirit Sword on the steps, and then raised his eyes to look at Yang Feng, who had just reached half the way.

Then the figure disappeared into the stairs, as if it had never been there.

"Stop! Don't leave! ”

Seeing the Spirit Sword being taken away by the other party, Yang Feng raised the speed on his feet to the extreme, but he was still one step too late, and when he arrived, the figure and the Spirit Sword had already disappeared.

Yang Feng still didn't give up, looked around, and found that there was not even a ghost around, and shifted his attention to this altar.

There is an ancient statue on this altar, but because it is so old that it is impossible to see its original face, it can only be vaguely seen that it is a woman by looking at the figure.

Yang Feng stepped out, and when he was about to fall next to the statue, he was clamped by a withered yellow hand, his throat was clamped, and the whole person was defenseless, and a sense of suffocation enveloped his heart.

"You, you...... It's ......"

Before Yang Feng could finish his words intermittently, the owner of this withered yellow hand took Yang Feng away from here.

This is a dark world, and at the end of the darkness, you can faintly see some starlight.

Yang Feng tried his best to keep his eyes open, wanting to see this place more really.

But no matter what method he used, it was to no avail, and the world around him was still dark, and he couldn't see his fingers.

Just as he took the first step.

Whoa, whoa.

Amazingly, during the time he was unconscious, he was shackled, and Yang Feng's hands were the same, tightly handcuffed, and even his neck was led by a chain.

"Drink!"

Yang Feng used the power of his body to get rid of the handcuffs and shackles, but found that the chains that should have been easily broken were like taking root at this moment, no matter how hard Yang Feng tried, he couldn't lose anything.

"Who is it in front? Where is this? ”

Yang Feng struggled for a while, and after finding out that it was in vain, he pretended to accept his fate, but in fact he wanted to recuperate and see what kind of medicine was sold in the other party's gourd.

But the other party didn't seem to hear it, and turned a deaf ear to Yang Feng's words, and just led Yang Feng forward.

I don't know how long it took.

The dark night, which was originally out of sight, suddenly bloomed with a dazzling light, as if it was about to tear the night apart.

The dark night was replaced by a dazzling light, when the surrounding environment was illuminated by this mysterious light.

Yang Feng found that he was in a cemetery at this time, to be precise, all the coffins around him were visible to the naked eye, and they were all coffins with open coffins.

An atheist like Yang Feng began to silently recite "Immortal Blessing" in his heart.

"Lord Sword Spirit, the criminal Yang Feng has been brought."

I saw that the largest coffin in front of me suddenly rose a tomb door, like an extremely ancient palace.

Seeing this, Yang Feng didn't have the courage to continue looking, what else could be in the coffin, it was not a dead person, and the fright he experienced today was more than what he had experienced in the past eighteen years combined.

The door of the coffin opened, and out of it came a peerless beauty who was unstained, white and flawless, shrouded in the hazy moonlight.

"This is your sword?"

Yang Feng, who closed his eyes tightly, heard a voice that was trembling in people's hearts, and couldn't help but open one eye curiously.

At this look, Yang Feng was deeply attracted, and he was almost fascinated and crazy about love, but because of the influence of Pan Xuan and Gu Qianqian, he would not fall.

"Well, this is my Spirit Sword, what's wrong?"

originally held back the fire in his belly, but in front of such a beauty, Yang Feng held back for a long time, and his brain made up countless angry scenes, and in front of his absolute appearance, he was completely defeated.

"Spirit Sword, I must have been attracted by this material!"

This hazy figure slowly freed up his left hand, revealing a blue and dark stone in his palm.

"Sure enough, it's the Blue Stone."

Yang Feng recognized at a glance that the blue dark stone in the other party's hand was indeed the material needed to repair the Spirit Demon Sword.

"I don't know how Your Excellency is willing to give me the Spirit Sword and the Blue Stone."

Seeing that the other party was holding the spirit in his left hand and the Qingying Stone in his right hand, without the slightest intention of returning it, Yang Feng simply asked straight to the point.

"You comprehended the Sword of Destruction Intent?"

Unexpectedly, the woman not only did not answer Yang Feng's question, but instead revealed Yang Feng's secret.

"Nope."

Yang Feng always felt that there was something wrong with the way this woman looked at him, but he couldn't say what was wrong.

As the saying goes, it is indispensable to guard against others, and it never hurts to keep a hand in everything.

"Oh."

The other party's calmness was beyond Yang Feng's expectations.

"I know your identity, give me the sword and the blue stone, and I will treat today's incident as if nothing happened."

Yang Feng's attention has always been on the woman, because this fairy-like woman can make him calm in the pile of dead people.

After going out, he had already made plans, contacted his mentor, and then left here to go to other places to train, and he would not stay here if he was killed.

"Huh! See the coffin here? These are the dead residents of Gujian Town, some of them are willing to exchange their lives for the lives of their loved ones, and some of them want to 'regain their lives' after death, stay here and use your sword intent to assist me, and accept the wishes of all living beings together,

Isn't it better to gain eternal life than to struggle through the red dust? ”

The woman used eternal life to tempt Yang Feng and stay here, but unfortunately if it was someone else, she might really believe it, but Yang Feng is an atheist in the twenty-first century.

I am skeptical about words such as immortality and immortality.

"Sorry, I refuse! Give me the sword and the green stone, and I'll leave immediately. ”

"You know Jianchan and Jianyi, right?"

Who knew that the other party saw that Yang Feng was not tempted by eternal life, and directly threatened Jian Chan and Jian Yi at the moment.

"You took them and said where are they?"

Yang Feng hated the threat of others the most in his life, and he lost his temper, not to mention that it was just a sword spirit, even if the real sword immortal came, he would also be beaten together.

"A 'natural sword bone', a 'yin and yang absolute evil body', what else do you think I can do with them? If it weren't for me, these two would have died a long time ago. ”

The woman shrouded in the hazy moonlight said without hesitation.

"Huh! You are very powerful, you have the ability to 'resurrect' people, but you are also imprisoning them in a different direction, what is the purpose of you 'enslaving' batch after batch of people who should be reincarnated? ”

Since everything has been said about this point, then he Yang Feng has nothing to scruple about.

Yang Feng learned from the mouth of the remnant immortal that there were only two ways to save Jianchan, and now when this woman in the hazy moonlight said this, Yang Feng completely understood.

It turned out that Jian Chan's cultivation had been exhausted, and I was afraid that she didn't want Yang Feng to know, and then let Jian take her here.

"Hahaha! Boy, what do you know? Who in this world doesn't want to live, but if they want to live, they must pay the price, there is no free lunch in the world, I invite you to complete this 'great cause of merit' with me, is to accumulate your wishes, and then transcend the world, not bound by the way of heaven. ”

The other party didn't expect that Yang Feng actually knew so much, so he began to draw a pie for Yang Feng.

As everyone knows, all this is Yang Feng's speculation, and he wanted the other party to confirm it, but the result he got was not much different from his guess.

It's just that now, Yang Feng still has a doubt in his heart, that is, what this sword spirit is trying to 'resurrect' these people who were originally dead or about to die is really as she said.

Accumulate willingness, transcend the world, and not be bound by the way of heaven?

According to Yang Feng, the other party may still have something to hide.

"I want to see Sister Chan and Jian Yi, otherwise I won't agree to your request."

The other party's method of fooling people is much worse than that of the remnant immortal, how could Yang Feng easily agree.

"Yang Feng, you are very good! It is worthy of being a demon who can comprehend the sword intent of destruction, this courage is indeed rare, but now Jian Chan may not want to see you.

Why don't I summon my sword and let you speak. ”

I saw the other party's Qianqianyu hand wave lightly, accompanied by a moonlight sprinkled, and then the sword appeared in this moonlight.

"Yang Feng, why did you come here, hurry up, this is not the place you should be......"

Before the sword could finish speaking, he heard a cough, "Ahem."