Tan Jing hesitated for a moment, then asked tentatively, "How do you know me?"

Silent, the green-clothed figure didn't seem to hear Tan Jing's words at all, and his eyes still fell on the flames of the burning paper money, for a long time, for a long time.

The bamboo forest was very quiet, Tan Jing could clearly hear her heartbeat, knock······ Knock ······

The candles on the bamboo are burning out one by one, the bamboo forest has become dark, the clouds in the sky may occasionally cover the light moonlight, the figure in green and the stone she is sitting on are more and more prominent and weird in the light of the paper money fire, Tan Jing looked at the man in green steadily, obviously hearing her call, but it was like falling into a nightmare, and he couldn't move.

"Alas!" came a sigh.

Tan Jing heard the sound and looked, a slender young woman under the moonlight, raised her head, got up slowly, turned gracefully, Ying Ying stood in front of the dead grave, under the moonlight was a beautiful face, her eyes were warm, her hands were clasped in front of her chest, and she was wearing an emerald bracelet on each wrist, one red and one blue. looked at Tan Jing silently for a while, and said, "Okay, everyone has already gone, so why ······?"

The man in green didn't say anything, he approached Tan Jing suddenly, and all the unburned paper money behind him suddenly turned into thousands of white butterflies dancing around the dead grave. From a distance, it looks like a dead grave fluttering in snowflakes.

Tan Jing was a little stunned, but what made her even more stunned was that as those white butterflies danced, she saw the illusory figures of the dead mountaineers of the Bluestone Villa constantly jumping out of the dead graves, as the night wind drifted in the void, there were more and more illusory figures, and in an instant, all the spaces behind the green-clothed figures were filled, old and young, men and women, all smiling, fluttering in the wind.

Illusory figures, white butterflies, flowing moonlight, dark bamboo forests. Everything is like a dream, everything is like the wind without a trace

But it's real.

Just a moment after the man in green stood in front of Tan Jing, thousands of butterflies flew towards the depths of the bamboo forest, flying farther and farther, behind each butterfly was led by the illusory figure of a mountaineer of the bluestone villa, and soon all the butterflies and all the illusory figures disappeared, only the dead grave in the darkness was still in the depths of the bamboo forest, lonely and lonely.

Retracting his gaze, the man in green standing in front of him, Tan Jing was even more stunned, in addition to the expression in his eyes, the man in green in front of him was exactly the same as the ghost green figure who slaughtered the mountain people of Qingshi Villa, Tan Jing opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but she didn't know what to say.

"I am the Yang Soul, what you saw before was the Yin Spirit, I and the Yin Spirit are both doppelgangers of the Spirit, I cultivate the Immortal Dao, and she immerses the Demon Dao. Three thousand years ago, the spirit was a queen called the Coconut Kingdom, who was obsessed with the fairy way, and fell in love with Liu Xingdu, an astrologer from the Demon Realm. In order to be able to stay with Liu Xingdu for a long time, he designed to kill the monarch of the coconut country, and then interfered in national affairs and killed innocents indiscriminately, making the central coconut country gradually enter the brink of extinction after more than 100 years······ And the astrologer abandoned the immortal and fell into the demon, abandoned the spirit of the troll, and in a fit of rage, the spirit crashed to death on the mountain of the sea oath. Because her resentment and evil spirit are too heavy, but her infatuation is too deep, so her wandering soul has condensed into two ghosts in the underworld, one ghost is virtuous, and the other ghost is infinitely evil. Those who are virtuous are called yang souls, and those who are evil are called yin spirits. The green figure looked at Tan Jing, who was full of doubts, and said indifferently.

"Yang Soul, Yin Spirit, Clone?" Tan Jing repeated softly, while examining his body and shaking his head.

"You'll understand everything slowly, just let me go, you're full of red dust, it's time to go the way you should go in your life, kid. The green-clad figure continued.

Tan Jingling's eyes flickered, and she couldn't help asking, "Go with you, where are you going?"

"Don't ask so much, I said, you will understand all this slowly. You just need to remember that I am your master, the Lingyang Soul, and you are the master of the Xinghua Nine Swords and White Cui Sword in 30,000 years, you will have the fate to become one of the Nine Heavens Sword Immortals. This is a later story, first follow the teacher to get your things back. ”

After speaking, without waiting for Tan Jing to agree, he first floated and slid into the night sky, his movements were extremely elegant and beautiful, and after dozens of zhang, he turned around and turned his wrist lightly, and a piece of colorful feathers floated to Tan Jing's feet. Tan Jing didn't move, he didn't know how to stand on top of the feather, and then he soared into the void, and instantly floated to the side of the man in green.

The man in green looked at Tan Jing, bowed slightly, and then silently glided up and down in the blue sky, Tan Jing followed closely by his side.

Tan Jing sighed infinitely in her heart, she learned the stunt of flying with wings in the Tianyan Gang, and thought that there was no one in the world who could be defeated except the Tianyan Gang, but right now, the person who claimed to be his master could fly gracefully in the void without any support. No matter who she is, no matter what her purpose is, with her ability, it is worth learning from her.

Tan Jing slid all the way through the feathers, thinking all the way, and her mood suddenly brightened up as she shuttled through the clouds.

I don't know how long I slid in the clouds and mist, Tan Jing followed the master and suddenly landed downward, about a cup of tea, Tan Jing looked down, and a familiar octagonal cyan building appeared in the field of vision, "Isn't that the Jade Mausoleum of Bluestone Villa?"

"Yes, your stuff is here. The man in green said indifferently.

Tan Jing smiled bitterly and said, "Master, how can there be anything of mine here!" But in an instant, it suddenly occurred to me that Master said that he was the owner of the Baicui Sword, could it be that there are countless treasures buried in this tomb and this sword is in the secret book? Daddy also said that this Jade Tomb has a great background.

Looking up, his eyes wandered, and he looked at the master with flashes of color and said, "You mean ······"

Without waiting for Tan Jing to finish speaking, the man in green nodded deeply.

Tan Jing wanted to ask something, but when she saw her master's eyes intently examining the Jade Mausoleum under her feet, she stopped talking and patiently followed Master's gaze.

In the dark night sky, the Emerald Mausoleum appears more majestic and mysterious, and under the moonlight, the dark reflection occasionally sways with the sparkling waves of the Crescent Lake. In the northeast corner of the Jade Mausoleum, there is a white and flawless white jade tablet, which is extraordinarily bright at this time.

Tan Jing recalled that when she was a child, she often played here with Sister Liu Juan and Sister Jing, and at that time she liked this tombstone very much, and liked to touch it cool, and every time she saw it, she felt very familiar. I can't see it after a long time, and I miss it a little. But when I saw it then, although the tombstone was as white and as bright, it was not as bright as it is now, and it was not as attractive as it is now.

The Lingyang Soul looked at the white tombstone for a while, and then looked at Tan Jing, a few smiles appeared on his already gentle face, and he looked at Tan Jing with concern and said, "It seems that Bai Cuijian knows that its owner is coming, look at its excited appearance!"

Tan Jing was deeply attracted by the brilliance of the white tombstone, and didn't seem to hear the master's words.

The Lingyang Soul didn't mind, looking at Tan Jing's somewhat stupid appearance, he beckoned to the white tombstone and smiled: "Hehe, Bai Cuijian, don't come to recognize the Lord yet!"

As soon as the words of the Lingyang Soul fell, I saw a dazzling white light shooting from the northeast direction of the Jade Tomb, and in an instant, there was a silver-white three-foot sword in the hand of the Lingyang Soul, the glow was shining, and it was very good-looking.

Tan Jing's hand stretched out involuntarily, and the Bai Cui sword also flicked into Tan Jingde's palm with a clear roar. Like a lively fish, it trembled and jumped in the palm of Tan Jing's hand.

"Hehe, see it, with a new master, forget the old feelings, alas!" I don't know why, the Lingyang soul was full of smiles at first, and then a faint layer of sadness was cast in an instant.

Tan Jing happily stared at the Bai Cui Sword in her hand, her eyes were smiling, her aura was abundant, she didn't notice the change in her master's expression at all, and after staring at it for a while, Bai Cui Jian gradually retracted some of her brilliance, and lay quietly in Tan Jing's palm.

The sword master stared at the sword of love, and the emerald sword was intimate with his master. Youlan Tianyu, light moonlight, rolling clouds, one teacher and one apprentice, one in red, one in green, the red in the light of the white emerald sword, flashing bright red colors, green clothes are a treasure skirt inlaid with pearls, flowing under the moonlight with beautiful moving colors.

"Hehe, have you seen enough? It's time for us to go to the Huanhua Waterfall Diyue Gate. The Lingyang Soul looked at Tan Jing and raised his voice slightly.

"Oh!" Tan Jing came back to her senses, felt a little out of shape, and hurriedly said, "Thank you, master, for giving me such a good sword." ”

"Silly boy, this is not for the teacher, it should have been yours, about the origin of this sword will be slowly told to you by the teacher in the future, now, you see. As he spoke, his gaze fell on Tan Jing's body.

Tan Jing glanced at her master, looked at her body suspiciously, and couldn't help but be surprised, how could she suddenly turn into a white dress in red clothes

Looking at Tan Jing's puzzled expression, the Lingyang Soul said leisurely: "This is the pretending of the Baicui Sword Master, and when you get the Baicui Sword, you will also get the Bailian Divine Clothes." ”

"Oh!"

Tan Jing looked at the white Lian Shenrong on her body and suddenly felt like a fairy, and when her eyes wandered, she suddenly noticed that the master's green skirt was even more bejeweled, and the green flowers were smoky. He asked, "Master, why is your dress so good-looking?"

"Oh, it's called Yang Soul Clothes. The Lingyang Soul said softly.

"Yang Soul Clothes?" Tan Jing repeated. When he opened his mouth and wanted to ask, he interrupted: "If you have something to ask later, we should go!"

After saying that, her body floated into Tianyu again, and behind, Tan Jing was slightly stunned, and then the feathers under her feet supported her and chased after her.