The lamppost swayed, the sound of the wind breaking slightly, Ning Changjiu's previous intoxication was swept away, his eyes were illuminated by the sword light, and deep under his eyes was the old man's old-fashioned face like a stone statue.

The lifeless face of the old man who claimed to be the grave keeper was also rippled by the sword wind, and he didn't seem to expect a junior to sword him.

But it didn't matter if he thought about it or not, he stretched out his finger, and that finger was also dead gray, as if it had been polished by wind and frost for many years, and when it hit Ning Changjiu's blade, there was no trembling, not even a scratch.

"Young man, what are you doing?" The grave keeper's words were slightly subdued, and his eyes staring at Ning Chang were very cloudy, like the eyes of a blind man: "Could it be that you don't believe me?"

Of course Ning Changjiu didn't believe him, in his cognition, the one who could fall here should be the person who was guilty of the peak, and if it was really a cultivator with a high realm, how could he not be able to leave the patio in this hidden peak?

The old man caught the sword and pinched the twisted blade, the trembling of the blade stopped as soon as he spoke, he let go of his hand, and there was no further movement, looking at Ning Changjiu's gaze was still calm and gentle, and he did not blame the rudeness of the junior.

Ning Changjiu withdrew his sword, but he didn't let down his vigilance at all: "Why should I believe you?"

"It doesn't matter if you believe it or not, you're still alive, you can still talk to me, and you can learn my swordsmanship, that's the kindness I expressed. The old man's pace of speech never changed.

Ning Changjiu asked, "The senior realm is so profound, why do you want to stay in this dark place?"

The grave keeper shook his head and said, "I said, I am the grave keeper, and everyone thinks I am dead......"

Ning Chang asked, "How long have you been here?"

The grave keeper spoke, "Three hundred and seventy-eight years." ”

Ning Changchang asked, "Are you the same generation as the Founding Patriarch?"

The grave keeper fell into a rare remembrance: "They are all dead, only I still exist." ”

Ning Changjiu frowned and asked, "Who are you?"

The grave keeper said: "You should be an inner disciple, if you have worshiped the stele of the Sword Hall, then you should have seen my name......

The sword tablet is engraved with the names of the ancestors or uncles of the past dynasties, Ning has not looked at the sword tablet carefully for a long time, and he doesn't know which one the old man in front of him is, but he doesn't know why, but he unconsciously believes the other party's words.

Ning Changqiang raised a little vigilance and asked, "You said that you are the tomb keeper, whose tomb are you guarding?"

The grave keeper's godless gaze slowly looked around the black mist-churning space, and the milky white points of light looked like moths standing still.

"This cemetery is my cemetery. The grave keeper spoke: "Back then, I went deep into the Southern Wilderness with my ancestors, and in a wasteland infested with fierce beasts, I found a sinkhole where countless dry bones were buried, each of those bones weighed a thousand catties, and in the soil around them, the broken armor and magic weapons were displayed like fossils, and we stopped there, without going to the deeper space......

Most of these things were brought back at that time, but most of them have been polluted, and they can only be used after hundreds of years of spiritual energy, and we could have survived for hundreds of years, but that time we went deep into the Southern Wilderness, we were still affected by the dead gods......"

The grave keeper's words became heavier and heavier, and I don't know if it was an illusion, and the markings on his face deepened, as if as long as he sat down, he would become a stone that would remain silent at the bottom of the peak forever.

Ning Changjiu still had doubts in his heart, and asked, "Then what are you guarding? And this snake bone was also excavated from the Southern Wilderness?"

The grave keeper looked at the snake bone and said, "This is also the purpose of my existence. ”

Ning Changjiu asked, "Why?"

The grave keeper looked at the python that was wrapped around the wooden pillar, its head tilted upward, and said, "It wants to escape." ”

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These words were like a prophecy proverb, and as soon as they were spoken, when Ning Chang looked back at the bones of the giant python, it seemed to come to life, the huge cavity bones were like countless sharp swords, and every wriggling was like the symphony of ten thousand swords.

But this was just an illusion, and Ning Changjiu quickly came back to his senses.

The ancient snake bone did not have the slightest breath of life, and it was quietly coiled on the pillar, like the carving that already existed on this dragon-entangled pillar.

And Ning Changjiu only discovered at this moment that among the snake bone bone cones, there were many sword-like bone nails, and these nails fixed its huge body to the dragon winding pillar, like a specimen.

Ning Changjiu remembered the introduction of the old man and asked, "This is ...... Snake?"

The grave keeper nodded and said: "Well, this is a fierce beast thousands of years ago, and their existence is even older than the twelve lords of the kingdom of God, but these ancient demons are not real gods after all, even if it can swallow a giant elephant alive, it will still be killed by the gods in the end." ”

Ning Chang said, "The gods killed it?"

The grave keeper looked at the skeleton as if it were one of the most wonderful sculptures in the world, and he exclaimed, "Who can kill such a great masterpiece but a true god?"

Ning Chang remembered the first of the three large screens in the Sword Hall, the one painted on the black gauze screen was the picture of a desolate man riding an elephant and cutting a snake, and then he remembered the other two, one was a monster with a human face and a dragon body, and the other was a big demon like a nine-headed dragon, he originally thought that those three paintings were just made based on mythological imagination, but he didn't expect that the bones of the snake were really hidden in this mountain peak.

The snake demon, which had only been heard of in legends, was now entrenched in front of him in such a huge way, and his heart couldn't help but tighten.

Ning Changjiu said: "But all the people of your generation have died, why have you lived until now?"

"Looks like you still don't believe me. The grave keeper sighed, his stone-like face showing an old look, and he was silent for a while before he finally spoke: "Because of the second half of the Heavenly Oracle Sword Sutra." ”

"Heavenly Oracle Sword Sutra?" Ning Chang showed a look of surprise, it was exactly what Yan Zhou had lost and searched for decades.

Ning Changchang asked, "Heavenly oracle."

The second half of the Sword Sutra was lost decades ago, so what does it have to do with you?"

The grave keeper smiled dryly, and he asked, "That's what your current peak master said to you?"

Ning did not answer for a long time.

The grave keeper shook his head and said, "Actually, the Heavenly Oracle Sword Sutra was lost more than two hundred years ago...... What was placed in the sect afterwards was nothing more than a fragment of the ancient scroll written by the ancestor before he died. ”

"What?" Ning Changjiu vaguely felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't find the source.

The tomb keeper continued: "The Heavenly Oracle Sword Sutra is divided into two volumes, but the meaning of the upper and lower volumes is completely different, the first half of the volume can be practiced by all disciples of Neifeng, although the moves are exquisite, but they are also created by the master and ancestor with one move, and they still cannot be born out of human thinking, but the second half of the Heavenly Oracle Sword Sutra is completely different...... Shizu deliberately wrote the first half of the volume in order to cover up the secret of the second half of the volume. ”

The tomb keeper turned his head, looked at Ning Changjiu, and said word by word: "The second half of the Heavenly Oracle Sword Sutra is the real ...... Book from the sky!"

The two of them from Tianshu entered Ning Changjiu's mind, his spirit shook like a wave, and the short sword in his hand was almost unstable.

In his cognition, the Heavenly Sword Heavenly Sect was just a sect with several Purple Court masters, and the Heavenly Cave Peak was the weakest of the four peaks, and he never thought that he would fall to the bottom of the peak today and actually touch the secret of a hundred years ago.

Ning Changchang's spirit moved slightly: "The Heavenly Oracle Sword Sutra is here with you?"

The grave keeper did not hide it, he stretched out a hand, that arm was like a heavy sword, as soon as the arm was raised, a sword intent that seemed to be of the same origin as the Heavenly Sect and seemed to be completely different from that of the Heavenly Sect appeared, it was like a mirage in the desert, so that the thirsty traveler could not distinguish whether it was a desert or a tall building for a while.

The grave keeper looked at his arm, and a trace of pride appeared in his eternal expression.

Ning felt the sword intent on his body for a long time.

The old man is like a living fossil, although he is in this cemetery full of evil weapons, but his body is only solemn and solemn, without the slightest trace of evil invasion, the supreme mastery of the second half of the Heavenly Oracle Sword Sutra seems to have already dissolved into his blood.

The grave keeper glanced at Ning Changjiu, and he looked at Ning Changjiu's face that had always pretended to be calm with excitement and hope, as if he was eager to learn this sword scripture, and then go out of the mountain, let the long-lost sword scripture see the light of day again, and ask the peak master of his peak.

The grave keeper continued: "Kneel in front of the stone tablet, become my disciple, and I will grant you everything you want. ”

Ning Chang's steps moved unconsciously, and he walked back to the stone tablet, which was the tombstone that the old man had set up for himself.

Ning Chang opened his mouth and asked with difficulty, "Why are you talking to me so much?"

The grave keeper knew that his heart had already wavered, and his voice was smooth and powerful: "Those who can enter here need extraordinary courage and extraordinary chance, you have both, and your talent is also excellent, as long as you polish it a little, it is a sharp sword that is enough to shock the world, and most importantly, you dare to sword at me, this is unspeakable courage, and it is also the reason why I am really willing to tell you everything, I have never received a decent disciple in my life, you will be my last and most proud one." ”

Ning listened for a long time, his jaw lowered, as if he had finally bowed to the other party, and the sword in his hand was only held in a broken thread, and he could easily snatch it as long as he grabbed it lightly.

Ning Changjiu bent down and knelt down in front of the stone tablet.

The grave keeper had a relieved smile on his face, he looked at Ning Changjiu, just like looking at the dearest and most beloved child in the world, even if he was about to turn into a real stone statue, he was so kind.

Then, his smile froze on his face.

The boy in front of him changed into a strange sword stand in an instant, and the sword in his hand that had been easily stopped before pierced into his rock-solid throat at this moment.

There was not the slightest hint of murderous intent in him, but this sudden sword symbolized true death.

Ning Chang never believed in him, all his piety, admiration, and expectations were nothing more than disguised emotions, like the old man who had been trying to make him believe in himself with magical words.

But the old man was too anxious, and the demagoguery he made was counterproductive.

Ning Changjiu stabbed the sword again.

He filled in the only speck of light in his dark consciousness.

The sword plunged into his body.

The grave keeper looked at him blankly, his lips open, full of shock and puzzlement: "Why...... Why? You want the Heavenly Oracle Sword Sutra to be lost? You ...... Are you a disciple of this sect or not, what kind of sword are you making!"

The grave keeper's questions were never answered as his body collapsed.

And when his body fell like a stone, the last two words that came out of his mouth made Ning Changjiu creepy again.

He said, "Help me." ”

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On the sword field, Ning Xiaoling had regained her composure, for some reason, she felt that her heart was much more stable, and there were no more chaotic emotions, but the picture that suddenly poured into her head before was still like a nightmare, and she couldn't get rid of the sect's heart-purifying mantra many times.

There were also some disciples who thought that she was frustrated after losing the sword just now, and when she didn't understand the rules, she told her something about the loser who had a chance to win the championship as long as she won all the way.

Ning Xiaoling listened, just nodded perfunctorily, at this moment she didn't care much about things like winning or losing, she just wanted her senior brother to be well.

She believed that as long as she didn't have a problem with her thoughts, she could win against everyone, but what was the point? She wasn't hardworking or talented than them, she had all these realms with the help of her senior brother.

It was a gift from her brother.

In the next few nasal games, Ning Xiaoling couldn't talk about being serious or sloppy, for every opponent, she could pass dozens of moves and then narrowly win.

Lu Yuanbai, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, watched it with relish, and felt that this little girl's moves were more fierce and interesting than he imagined, and if she practiced more, she should be able to enter the realm of immortals

It's just that it's the same as his own realm, thinking of this, Lu Yuanbai still couldn't help but sigh silently, a little sad.

And Yazhu can see more doorways, she originally thought that Ning Xiaoling was the first realm of immortals, after all, when the sword star was lit up that day, when everyone was watching, she broke through to enter the Xuan and entered the immortal, but in this competition, the more she looked at it, the more frightened she became, she found that Ning Xiaoling and the cultivators of the initial realm of the immortal were facing each other, and there was no pressure at all, could it be that in this month, Ning Xiaoling had already entered the middle realm of the immortals?

It's only been a few months...... What kind of talent this is, not to mention her legendary innate spirit, which has not yet been revealed.

Marrying a senior sister was nothing more than that, right?

And at this moment, Lu Marrying has gone to Yinfeng.

There was an extremely hidden one-way passage from the main hall of the peak to the hidden peak, and after she entered the hidden peak, she immediately felt a trace of battle.

She followed her consciousness and walked forward, and then found that the doors of many caves were open, and the elders who were in retreat had already left the gates.

She felt more and more uneasy, her heart was hanging, she didn't know what was going on, but she suddenly felt like she was going to never see the delicate face of the young man in white, her heart was empty, and she couldn't even hear her own heartbeat.

She didn't know why she had such emotions, so she could only prevaricate herself on the grounds that she needed the other party's golden crow to refine her body.

She hurried in that direction.

That's where the hidden peak is located.

Lu Xiangyao suddenly thought of that abyss in his mind.

She didn't know that Ning Changjiu often came to the Hidden Peak to practice, and she didn't expect that he would enter the deeper part of the Hidden Peak...... There is obviously a prohibition there, didn't it stop him?

She swept past.

When several elders in the peak saw the peak master coming, they also moved away.

"What's going on?"

Lu Zhenmari saw the broken cliff wall and the broken bones on the ground, and the uneasiness in her heart was fulfilled, when the pile of broken bones appeared in front of her eyes, her brain buzzed and became blank, and it took a while for the elder to shout her words to re-enter her ears.

"It's ...... Whose blood?" Lu married and had a touch of luck hidden in his heart.

Fortunately, this fluke was also fulfilled.

"This is Yan Feng's corpse, he escaped from the cold prison, met a person who was in retreat here, the two fought, Yan Feng was killed here, he blew himself up before he died, and that person was also blown into the peaks and valleys. ”

Lu Zhuo leaned over and looked at the bottom of the peak, the devouring darkness in the abyss suppressed her eyes, and her heart was irrepressibly impulsive, she even wanted to jump up directly and go down the peak to save people.

"Do you see who fell?" asked Lu Marry.

One of the elders who first noticed the movement replied, "I didn't see it clearly, but it should be a man in white." ”

It's Ning for a long time...... Lu married and no longer had any other thoughts.

She didn't know what means Ning Changjiu relied on to kill Yan Feng, and she didn't care about these anymore.

Lu Married and nodded, she couldn't see too much expression in the eyes covered by her eyelids, and after a while, her voice calmed down a little and said, "Prepare the rope and the soul lamp, I want to go down the peak." ”

"Never!" A middle-aged man immediately spoke: "You have not been the peak master for a long time, and you don't know what is hidden at the bottom of this peak!"

Lu married stubbornly said: "I know. ”

"You...... Alas. It's just a disciple, there's no need to do this, just go and visit his family and send some immortals. ”

Lu replied: "He has no family. ”

"Wouldn't that be better?" said the man, feeling that his words were incorrect, but he did not add anything more.

Lu married and said softly: "So I am his family, and I will not give up every disciple." ”

"If you are stubborn like this, then you go down, but before you enter the peak valley, draw up a document of the peak master's Zen concession, if you can't come back, select the peak master according to the document, so as not to have a bloody storm. ”

This request seems reasonable, but in fact it is extremely tough and unreasonable, and many people present have different colors in their hearts after listening to it, and they actually expect Lu to marry and marry willingly, and plan to go to the peak.

Lu married and lived up to the expectations of many of them, and nodded: "Yes." ”

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At the bottom of the peak, after Ning Changjiu killed the old man with the stone statue, his body froze.

A light puff of smoke rose behind him.

It was the figure of another old man, and if Ning Chang turned back, he would find that the old man looked exactly like the previous stone statue.

"I still underestimate you. The old man just said a word, and seemed to have some regret.

Then, a finger was placed on the back of his head.

Ning Chang looked sluggish, and many things quickly erased from his brain.

The old man stretched out his hand, drew a false door, pushed the door open, and then pushed Ning Chang's body out.

When Ning Changjiu came back to his senses, he was already outside the peak.

This is the bottom of the peak.

He couldn't remember what he had been through, or why he was here.

He just vaguely remembered that he went to Yin Peak to practice early this morning, and then thought about going to see Ning Xiaoling on time to try his sword.

He covered his head, it was very painful, his hand touched the peak stone and walked a few steps, and stumbled into the clearing at the back peak.

Then, he realized that many people were staring at him at this moment, and they were all wearing the clothes of outer disciples.

An old man who was holding a pen was writing something on the side, he was a little dizzy, he looked up at the young man in front of him, and saw that he was also a disciple of the outer sect, so he said: "You also want to participate in the assessment, what's your name, ready to talk to me, start immediately." ”

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(Half of the class reunion is a mobile phone code, and I will strive to write more QAQ tomorrow)