In the scorching desert, a sword is full of scars, the pits and potholes on both sides of the sword are already like jagged teeth, and the ancient sword with red rust covered with the blade is inserted in the yellow sand, and there is a low and hoarse sound of sword groaning under the wind and sand and scorching sun.

Bai Cangdong landed in front of the sword, staring at the blade, but did not walk up and draw the sword.

"Brother Bai, is there anything special about this ancient sword?" The Red Devil King doesn't know about swords, but with his strength and martial arts knowledge, he can also hear about the advantages and disadvantages of many ancient swords, and the sword chant of this sword in front of him is muddy, and it doesn't sound like a high-grade sword.

Lan Yuxuan and the others also tested the reaction of the ancient sword with the Tianyin Sword Order, and the result of the Tianyin Sword Order was that this ancient sword could enter the Marquis-level Sword Yin Palace at most.

"I need to stay here for some time, take this, and when you find the Nine Dead Sword Ghost, let me know, and I'll rush there. Bai Cangdong threw a communication talisman to the Red Demon King, since the Spring Snow Sword, he finally encountered an ancient sword if it was called a famous sword, so he naturally didn't want to miss it.

"Is there really anything special about this sword?" Mei Xinting kept looking at the ancient sword, but she couldn't see anything special.

"Brother Bai wants to enter the Jianyin Palace, we just wait here, I believe that with Brother Bai's strength, it won't take much time to come out, or we can also enter the Jianyin Palace together and help Brother Bai kill the undead. The Red Lord took the order, but had no intention of leaving.

Bai Cangdong shook his head slightly: "I don't want to draw the sword, I just want to listen to the sword here." ”

"Your Majesty, is there any difference in this sword chant?" Lan Yuxuan was also a person who used a sword, but she couldn't hear any difference in the sword chant of this ancient sword.

"If you can understand. Then I don't need to explain. If you don't understand. It didn't help that I explained. After Bai Cangdong finished speaking, he sat down in front of the sword and listened attentively to the sword's chanting.

"In that case, let's go first. The Red Devil King opened his mouth and said, no matter whether Bai Cangdong really wanted to stay and listen to the sword chant, even if he left a communication note and made a promise, he didn't insist on staying anymore.

"You should go with the Red Devil first, I am also a sword cultivator. If you want to hear the difference between this sword chant, you might be able to learn something. Lan Yuxuan ordered Ju Yuqiu and the three to follow the Red Devil King, but she stayed.

She was too curious about Bai Cangdong, the god-like swordsmanship was too amazing, and the things he was concerned about might really help her.

And Bai Cangdong's sentence "If you can understand, then you don't need me to explain, if you don't understand, it's useless for me to explain." It also aroused Lan Yuxuan's competitive spirit, she didn't believe that Bai Cangdong could hear anything. Even if he doesn't understand as well as Bai Cangdong heard, he should always be able to gain 12/12.

Seeing that Bai Cangdong didn't pay attention to his own meaning at all. Lan Yuxuan sat down beside Bai Cangdong and listened to the sword chant in Bai Cangdong's appearance.

After sitting for a long time, Lan Yuxuan tried her best to hear something from the sword chant, but she couldn't hear anything, the sword chant that was like screaming in the wind and sand had no beauty at all, muddy and upsetting.

Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore, and peeked at Bai Cangdong, but saw that Bai Cangdong was still listening to something with his eyes closed, and he didn't show any irritability at all.

"Did he really hear anything from this sword chant?" Lan Yuxuan looked at Bai Cangdong's plain face with a complicated expression.

After watching it for a while, seeing that Bai Cangdong didn't pay attention to her at all, Lan Yuxuan was ruthless: "I don't believe it, if you can really hear something, I won't be able to hear it at all." ”

Close your eyes, try to calm yourself, listen carefully to the sword chant, remember the fluctuations and changes of the sword chant, and try to compare the differences, but the sword chant is really monotonous and terrible, it has always been that straight and straight moan, and occasionally there are some changes, but it is just a change caused by the wind blowing through the blade.

Forced to calm down and continue to listen, after more than a dozen hours, Lan Yuxuan finally couldn't help but open her eyes and look at Bai Cangdong.

Bai Cangdong is still like that, as if he has not changed from beginning to end, focused and calm.

"In such a monotonous sword chant, even if there is anything, it should have been heard long ago, where did he spend so much time, did he do this, did he want to wait for me to leave impatiently, and then do something that I can't see?" This thought just flashed in Lan Yuxuan's heart, and was quickly denied, with the strength of the White Demon King, if she really didn't want her to see anything, there was no need to be so troublesome at all.

"What difference can he really hear from the sword chant?" Lan Yuxuan was puzzled and unconvinced in her heart, and once again forced herself to calm down and listen to the sword chant.

After several days like this, every other day and a half, Lan Yuxuan couldn't help but open her eyes to see Bai Cangdong, but every time she saw that Bai Cangdong was still so quiet, she forced herself to continue to listen to the sword chant, a few days passed, Lan Yuxuan had no gain at all, but her patience was about to be worn out, and the interval between opening her eyes to see Bai Cangdong was getting shorter and shorter.

"Impossible, if I can really hear anything in this sword chant, even if I can't hear everything, even if it's one percent or one thousandth, I should always hear it, but why can't I hear anything......" Lan Yuxuan's heart was shaken, this kind of grinding was the most difficult, there was no language, there was no contempt, but this kind of silent contrast was the most prone to mental breakdown.

It was originally just a boring sound of sword groaning, but it was like a magic spell, hovering in Lan Yuxuan's ears, making her heart shake and almost collapse, kneeling on the ground with her head in her hands, and almost couldn't help but scream.

Suddenly, the whole world seemed to fall silent, and the sound of the sword groan, which had broken her mind, disappeared, and her chaotic brain suddenly became quiet.

Lan Yuxuan raised her head, but saw that Bai Cangdong was walking towards the ancient sword, the ancient sword had long ceased to sound softly, standing so quietly in the yellow sand, under the reflection of the sunset, the rust-colored sword body seemed to be stained with blood.

One hand held the hilt of the sword tightly, pulled the sword out of the yellow sand, and slowly raised it above his head, Lan Yuxuan's eyes were attracted, and only the figure holding the bloody sword in the sunset was left in his eyes.

In normal times, even a kendo king holding the sword of the king would not be able to attract Lan Yuxuan's heart like this, but now this seemingly extremely ordinary picture gave her an extreme shock.

Because Lan Yuxuan was finally sure that the White Demon King must have heard something from that sword chant, otherwise the sword chant would not stop, and the ancient sword that was pulled out would also carry the White Demon King into the Sword Sound Palace, instead of being held in his hand so quietly.

"What a bloody sword. Bai Cangdong held the broken sword, flicked his fingers on the sword body, and the low and hoarse sound of the sword groan was magnified thousands of times, like a killing field of flesh and blood, countless soldiers were roaring with their lives.

The impact of the blade of the sword, the pull of the blade and the flesh, the splash of blood, the crisp sound of the broken bones, the heart-rending roar of pain, the killing sound of blood and bones, the fierce collision of life and death, seemed to condense into a chilling but blood-boiling picture, from the ear to the brain, deeply imprinted in Lan Yuxuan's heart.

"It turns out that there are so many ...... in that sword chant" Lan Yuxuan felt the sorrow and joy in the sword chant, and her Dao heart gradually calmed down, and when the sword chant dissipated, when Lan Yuxuan opened her eyes, it was Bai Cangdong's smiling face, but the ancient sword had already disappeared.

"You can hold on until I pull out the ancient sword, and the sword heart has not collapsed, to the point that it is somewhat unexpected to me, and the sound of the sword chant is not something that people under the king can hear. Bai Cangdong said with a smile, the artistic conception of the remnant blood sword is too high, and a non-king-level kendo powerhouse can't bear the artistic conception of the sword at all, although Lan Yuxuan can't understand it, but it is also affected by the sound of the sword, and the sword heart almost collapses.

"Thank you. Lan Yuxuan blushed slightly, the last flick of the White Demon King's finger allowed her to hear the subtlety of the sword chant, and at the same time broke her own crisis, otherwise although her sword heart did not collapse, but leaving with such a trauma would have an incalculable impact on the future kendo cultivation, and she might not even be able to advance an inch again.

"If you really thank me, if I go to the Valley of the Four Seasons one day, please take care of me. Bai Cangdong said softly.

"That's natural, the king is kind to Lan Yuxuan, and Lan Yuxuan should be a disciple. Lan Yuxuan wanted to bow down, Bai Cangdong's sound made her smell the mystery of the sword, and it was not too much to be a disciple.

Bai Cangdong flicked his palm, and an invisible force supported Lan Yuxuan: "I have a total of three disciples, and I don't plan to accept other disciples, you don't have to do this." ”

Lan Yuxuan was slightly disappointed, if she could really worship the White Devil King as a teacher, it would be her great luck, among the sword powerhouses she had seen, there was no one who could convince her like the White Devil, that was the yearning of mortals for unattainable gods.

"No matter what, Yu Xuan already regards the king as a mentor in her heart. Lan Yuxuan said seriously.

"That's up to you, but don't say it to anyone else. Bai Cangdong said this, naturally because he didn't want Lan Yuxuan to cause a big disaster because of him.

Lan Yuxuan misunderstood what Bai Cangdong meant, bowed her head and said: "Yuxuan knows that she has inferior qualifications and is not qualified to become a disciple of the king, this is just the disciple's own wish, and it will only be buried deep in his heart, and he will never let others know about it, and it will tarnish the reputation of the king." ”

Bai Cangdong knew that Lan Yuxuan had misunderstood what he meant, and he had no intention of explaining.

"Let's go, it looks like the Red Devil hasn't found the Nine Dead Sword Ghost yet, let's catch up earlier. Sword light poured out from Bai Cangdong's body, enveloping Lan Yuxuan together, and the sword rainbow flew away in the direction that the Red Demon King was destined to travel. (To be continued!)