At this time, the sky was about to dawn, and it was still the deserted forest, and Zhao Jin and the others stood in the woods and said goodbye to each other. Several people crawled out of the hole in the side room, and the hole was also blocked by the three brothers of the Xie family after everyone came out.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I say goodbye to the monks, welcome everyone to come to the Dongshan Temple to play, the monks do not speak, my Dongshan Temple's fasting is very delicious."

"Okay, I'll definitely visit when I have time."

"Everyone, don't leave it at that!"

It's so late, and after another hard fight, of course they won't listen to Luo Xiaopang go to have a big meal, and after a few quick greetings, they will go their separate ways, no need to entangle, they will meet again.

Zhao Jin returned home, left a lamp for him in front of the door, and as soon as he entered the inner room, the table was covered with hot porridge, and when the lid of the pot was opened, a wisp of heat slowly floated up.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Jin's heart was very warm, as if the warmth of the porridge flowed into his heart along his esophagus.

"Coming back? There's still ginger soup in the kitchen pot, I'll serve it to you. ”

Song Lie pushed open the door of the house and saw Zhao Jin who was gulping porridge, his face was full of relief and the distress hidden in the depths of his eyes.

"Jin'er, don't blame Uncle Song, your fate is destined to be different from others, you can't live like an ordinary person, you should be born a king, the road to the king is rugged and bumpy, I must train you ruthlessly, so that you can fight your way in the future world of the jungle......"

Thinking like this in his heart, he served the hot ginger soup to Zhao Jin.

After the soup was full, Zhao Jin began to talk about the harvest of the trip.

"Uncle Song, I'll give you a gift, you will definitely like it."

Zhao Jin took out the thousand-year-old flying saber from the large package he brought back, and he didn't plan to tell anyone about the secret of the demon refining pot for the time being, after all, it was somewhat related to his identity as a traverser.

"Yo roar, Song Dynasty's hand knife, it's still an extended and improved version, it's not bad, our Jin'er has grown up, and I know that I think about Uncle Song, hahahahaha!"

Song Lie took the treasure knife, pulled out the scabbard, and carefully looked at the blade of the knife, and knew the preciousness of this knife.

"Hehe, you must be thinking about Uncle Song!"

Zhao Jin smirked, but his eyes were bright.

"Uncle Song, I haven't tried the spiritual power conductivity of this knife yet, so do you want to try it?"

Looking at Zhao Jin's expectant expression, Song Lie didn't know what Zhao Jin wanted to do, so he laughed and fulfilled his wish.

"Good boy, then Uncle Song will try this knife for you today!"

Song Lie took out the knife and strode out, this knife is also spiritual, it seems to have a premonition of the majestic momentum of his new master, and he trembled excitedly, and when his ears were close to listen, he could hear the sound of the knife, like a tiger roaring in the mountains and forests.

"Okay!"

Zhao Jin saw that Song Lie agreed, and ran out with him.

"Wu Song!"

"The last general!"

In the small courtyard of the stone building, Song Lie and Wu Song stood opposite each other, Wu Song was holding a snowflake iron ring knife, taller than the courtyard wall of the small courtyard, staring at his lord with fierce eyes, and he was excited in his heart, eager to try.

"Lord, it's rare to fight against you, I'm not welcome!"

"Haha, just come on!"

As soon as Song Lie stomped his foot, a red enchantment spread out from the center of his feet, enveloping the entire courtyard.

Fortunately, there is a large array in this small stone courtyard, which can block the movement and quiet atmosphere in the courtyard, otherwise I don't know how many big people in Xinhai City will be alarmed.

Without making a sound, the aura in Song Lie's hand gushed out, wrapping the entire hand knife, and the treasure knife was filled with aura, and immediately condensed a pitch-black tiger behind Song Lie.

Because the aura was too strong, the surrounding air trembled, dyeing Song Lie's entire body into a large area of crimson.

At this time, Song Lie seemed to be a living Hades king who came out of the fire hell, so imposing!

Look at Wu Song on the other side, the front hair covers the eyebrows, and the back hair is jagged. The soap is like a dark cloud covering the body, and the variegated tape is like a flower python.

The upper forehead hoop is brilliant, and the eyes are vaguely fiery; The cloth jacket between the body is colorful, like copper tendons and iron bones. quit the knife twice, and the murderous spirit is coming; There are 100 parietal bones, and the road is full of sadness.

The rakshasa had to give up, and the Dharma Protector Vajra also frowned.

"Erlang, come!"

"Good!"

Song Lie beckoned Wu Song to strike first, and Wu Song looked like he was facing a great enemy, pulled out his ring knife with both hands, shouted, and rushed towards Song Lie, good guy, that posture is really not left at all, he is really your own lord!

Seeing that he was about to collide with Song Lie, Wu Song crossed his swords, and a white-fronted tiger appeared behind him, and with a wave of his double swords, he pounced forward.

On the other hand, Song Lie did not move at all, Mount Tai collapsed in front of him without an instant, and he came suddenly without being surprised.

It wasn't until the tiger pounced that he slowly raised his knife, as if it was slow and fast, and the black tiger behind him was accompanied by endless flames, and the tiger roared, rushing towards the white-fronted tiger that pounced.

"Boom!"

The two tigers collided, roared suddenly, and after the violent collision, I saw Wu Song fly out a few steps upside down, and Song Lie did not move.

"Good knives!"

Song Lie looked at the treasure knife in his hand and exclaimed, his eyes full of satisfaction.

"So let's call you 'Black Tiger'!"

"The strength of the lord is really unfathomable, and the pine is far inferior."

Wu Song stopped his body and stopped, knelt on one knee at Song Lie, and saluted with a fist.

Song Lie heard this, but he shook his head and fell into a trance.

"Erlang is too famous, how can I be considered unfathomable, or far inferior to ah......"

The two of them are over, but Zhao Jin on the side is a little dissatisfied, this is the end? That's it? I'm ready for this peanut seed mineral water, so you can give me this?

Even the eyes that looked at Wu Song were wrong, and the expression seemed to say: "You kid is not fighting, but sophistication!" ”

Wu Song didn't care about his little master's eyes, and returned directly to Song Lie's body.

That is the realm after the Spirit Seed Realm, the Soul Fusion Realm, at that time, the Horcrux that carries the soul can enter the body, and there is no need to carry a spear everywhere like Zhao Jin.

But then again, Zhao Jin now has a demon refining pot to use, and if he puts these spear horcruxes into the "pot world" of the demon refining pot, he can also imitate the operation of the master of the Spirit Melting Realm.

"Okay, it's just a knife test, it's not a life-and-death fight, what else do you want to see."

How could Song Lie not know what this kid was thinking, he laughed and scolded, and walked back to the house.

"Uncle Song, Uncle Song, don't worry, I still have a baby here."

Zhao Jin hurriedly followed, running to the churning of the package he had brought before, but in fact, he took out the small wooden box from the demon refining pot, while Song Lie sat there calmly and picked up the teacup and drank the tea.

"Uncle Song, this is a good baby, can you give me a palm?"

Looking at Zhao Jin's pretentious appearance, Song Lie also wanted to laugh in his heart, and he was also quite curious about what kind of treasure could be contained in the best gloomy wood.

"Huh!? It's ......"

Song Lie looked at the small seal that was sitting peacefully in the wooden box when he opened it, his face was obviously a little surprised, and he immediately fell into deep thought.

"Uncle Song, you don't know and don't know it, do you?"

Song Lie ignored Zhao Jin's teasing words, continued to ponder, and slowly spoke after a few breaths.

"Jin'er, you deserve to be a person with great luck... I didn't expect you to get this Yin Tourmaline..."

"Yin will tourmaline?"

"Well, Yin will tourmaline, also known as Yin will ghost seal, I didn't expect that after many years, it would be reborn."

"Got a story? Uncle Song, hurry, hurry, talk about it! ”

Because of the battle in the ancient tomb at night, Zhao Jin was a little tired, but now he is in good spirits.

"Hehe, don't worry, and listen to me slowly...... It's a legend from a long, long time ago, the Darklands, you know, right. ”

"Well, it's where the ghosts stay, and the evil spirits that flow out of the gates of the Dark Realm also live in the Dark Realm."

"Actually, this explanation is not entirely correct, let's take a simple example, the world we live in is like a piece of paper, the place where we live is the front, that is, the human world, and the back is the dark domain, it is said that all the negative energy in the human world will converge into the dark domain, the world has yang and yin, the human world is the yang world, and the dark world is the underworld."

Listening to Song Lie's eloquent words, Zhao Jin rubbed his chin, and his heart was a little clear and a little confused.

"Uncle Song, is it true that only our human realm will be positive? Maybe we can be negative, and the dark realm can be positive. ”

"Hehehehe, my Jin'er is really a person of great wisdom."

Song Lie listened to Zhao Jin's words and touched his head with relief, which made Zhao Jin a little embarrassed.

"You're right, many, many years ago, some people in the Dark Realm also thought so, maybe it's just that the perspective of cognition is different, there are not so many absolutes.

"Go on, the Dark Realm is divided into nine realms, ruled by nine ghost kings, and the world of the Dark Realm is far larger than our human realm, and one realm alone is enough to rival the entire human realm. However, legend has it that thousands of years ago, there was only one ghost emperor in the Dark Realm, and he ruled over the entire Dark Realm. ”

Since the Dark Domain was too big, he divided the three Ghost Kings and the three Yin Lords to help him rule the Dark Domain. But the major events in the world must be divided for a long time, and they must be divided for a long time, and the ghost emperor has not been able to rule permanently. Although the Ghost Emperor died, it is said that he left a large amount of treasure in his ghost tomb, so it is said that "whoever gets the tomb of the Ghost Emperor wins the world". ”

"Uncle Song, I guess the key to the legendary ghost emperor's tomb is the ghost seal of the three ghost kings and the three yin generals?"

"Haha, smart as my Jin'er! To be exact, there are three ghost king rings and three yin general ghost seals. ”

"Sure enough, Uncle Song, this is too old-fashioned, right? There are too many such plots in TV series novels, and some people believe this? ”

"Well, in this world, there are too many people who are not right, but I don't know that this world is made out!"

As he said this, there was a sudden strong wind outside, accompanied by a thunder and lightning, and then it disappeared like a hallucination, and only the falling leaves in the courtyard showed that the sudden vision was not a hallucination.

"Oh oh, I see, there's no novel in the Darklands, right?"

"Hehehehe..."

Song Lie was also amused by Zhao Jin's strange brain circuit.

"Uncle Song, since this Yin General's ghost seal can still be reproduced, it proves that this so-called ghost emperor's tomb has not been picked yet, right?"

"You kid, don't talk nonsense, be careful that the road is narrow."

Song Lie laughed and scolded, which could be regarded as a wake-up call for Zhao Jin, but unfortunately he didn't know that Zhao Jin's soul age was not younger than him, and he knew it in his heart.