Lin Feng's scalp suddenly went numb, an old man without a life qi, what was the intention of such an obstruction?

The old man's gray hair was full of black bloodstains, which had dried up for many years, and it was an ancient sword that was extremely sharp, but now the hilt of the sword was already rusty, and it was hard to imagine how long it had passed.

"Uncle, what are you stopping me from doing, if you have something, you say, don't do this, it's too scary. Lin Feng said.

And Qiuqiu hid directly behind him, a pair of big eyes turned around his bones, nervously pulling his hair, for fear that the old man would suddenly riot.

Silently, the old man stood there without any expression, his face was like a wooden plastic, and his eyes were hollow, just blocking his way.

Seeing this, Lin Feng avoided him and walked to the side, wanting to bypass him.

With a swipe, the old man recreated in the void and appeared directly there, blocking his way again.

"Uncle, are you unreasonable, just say anything, don't scare me. Lin Feng grimaced and was secretly on guard.

This is also too weird, how can there be such an old man with no life fluctuations, what is the origin? Why is he always stopping him, is it really a hell of a life!

You know, this is the place where the Heavenly Pavilion guardian sacrifice spirit dwells, how can there be such an old man who is not a ghost or a ghost, and is dressed in ancient clothes?

Suddenly, Lin Feng turned around, quickly returned to the courtyard, and rushed to the backyard with a swish.

The ancient vine is here, can this gray-haired old man still be able to defy the sky, if even the gourd vine that guards the ancient pure land can't subdue him, then Lin Feng is really out of luck.

From beginning to end, Lin Feng didn't make a move, because he felt that it was very weird, this human-like existence might be extremely dangerous, so it was better not to take the initiative to provoke it.

In the backyard, the gourd vine is still withered and yellow, receiving the baptism of starlight and moonlight, and the place is hazy and soft.

"Uncle Vine, there's another old man here, you talk to him, otherwise he will block me and won't let me leave. Lin Feng came to the gourd vine and said to it.

He hoped that the guardian priest spirit would respond, and no matter what, this was also in the Pure Land, and it should be able to take care of it. However, he was disappointed, the withered vines did not move, the yellow leaves were dim, and there was not even a sign at all.

The gray-haired old man also came near, and stood opposite him, still confronting him like that, blocking his way, and staring at him with empty eyes.

Lin Feng was anxious and rushed to the pile of rocks, wanting to move the green gourd on the vine trellis to wake up the guardian sacrifice spirit.

However, as soon as it approached, the green-skinned gourd emitted chaotic qi, and the sound was deafening, manifesting a rune, the terrifying aura was vast, very scary, and an inexplicable ripple forced Lin Feng to retreat.

Thousands of threads, runes are intertwined, and the chaotic qi is gradually thickening, shrouding the green skin gourd, as if coming to the beginning of the world, here the fog is hazy, and the lightning is intertwined!

At the same time, the gray-haired old man's body shook, and a voice came out of his mouth: "Where is my sword, return my sword......"

In the middle of the night, when I heard the strange words of the old man, my back was cold, what kind of sword? There is indeed one here, but it is inserted in the old man's own head, how can I return it?

"Old... Uncle, the sword is on your head. ”

The old man didn't seem to have heard of it, and still muttered to Lin Feng, "Give me back the sword." ”

Lin Feng was shocked and suspicious, do you want him to help draw the sword? He opened his mouth and asked, "How can you pay it back, or you lower your head, and I will pull it out for you, okay." ”

"Qiang"

The ancient sword actually let out a trembling sound, and a black blood stain overflowed there, and the old man was shocked again, and said again: "Return my sword." ”

He blocked Lin Feng's way and repeated that sentence, which made Lin Feng at a loss, and in the end, Lin Feng was really forced to be anxious, and hurriedly said: "Okay, I'll help you find it in the future, and I will return your sword." ”

As soon as these words fell, the heavens and the earth were discolored, the wind was loud, the lightning flashed and thundered, and the old man disappeared out of thin air in an instant, never to be seen again.

Lin Feng was chilling down his back at the moment, this was too amazing, making such a disturbance in the habitat of the guardian sacrifice spirit, the gourd vine didn't react, could it be said that the two knew each other?

"What is his origin, how can he be so weird?!" Lin Feng was really frightened, and ran away without looking back, fleeing from the habitat of the guardian spirit.

Qiuqiu was even more nervous, grabbed him by the collar and hung on him like a koala, the wind was whistling, his body was floating, and he fled as fast as he could.

The Heavenly Pavilion was very large, vast and immense, Lin Feng ran out for dozens of miles in one go, and finally broke away from the habitat of the guardian sacrifice spirit, and turned back, the bright moon was bright, the stars were dotted, the land was silent, and the old man finally did not reappear.

"Whew!" he ran again.

On the way, the Lingshan Mountains are majestic, one after another, and under the silver moonlight, it seems to be shrouded in a thin layer of smoke, which is faint and hazy. The temples are located on the top, and there are spiritual waterfalls flying down on the mountain, white as a match, the mist rises, it looks ethereal under the moonlight like water, as if it has come to the fairy town.

After crossing a hundred miles, Lin Feng returned to his residence, the night was very late, the other disciples had already slept, he slipped into his grass hut with a snort, and fell asleep.

After all the tossing just now, he didn't want to reminisce about anything, and looked forward to forgetting it as soon as possible and falling asleep as soon as possible.

Qiu Qiu did the same, glanced out of the window a few times, nervous for a while, and then blindfolded himself, hid behind Lin Feng, and began to sleep.

For a few days, everything seemed to be normal, and Lin Feng was relieved, and finally there was no problem, but he didn't go to the guardian spirit anymore, because he was really afraid of seeing hell again.

For several days in a row, he was honest and did his duty, especially when he went out at night, he only sat on the roof and swallowed the heavenly essence, refined the starlight, and went to sleep when he was sleepy.

On the night of the sixth day, Lin Feng suddenly stood up, sat up, and screamed in fright: "My mother, ghost!"

I saw that the gray-haired old man didn't know when he had already come, standing in front of his bed, staring at him with empty eyes, black blood dripping from his head, and the murderous aura of the ancient sword.

In the dead of night, such a cry spread far and wide, and the nearby disciples were all alarmed, and a group of people woke up and quickly sat up.

And Qiuqiu, who was sleeping soundly, was naturally frightened by this voice and jumped to his feet, his fur stood up, and he jumped up from Lin Feng's pillow in a daze.

"Bang"

It struck the old man on the head at once, grabbed the gray hair, and met the empty eyes, and immediately "squeaked" and screamed, and immediately furious, crawled and climbed on top of his head, and then fell on his shoulder, and finally rolled its eyes so hard that it almost fainted.

Lin Feng was too, the whole body was full of cold air, he jumped up all of a sudden, grabbed Qiuqiu's tail, carried it over, and then smashed the window and rushed out.

There was a lot of movement here, which alarmed many people, and many houses were lit up.

"What's the matter, in the middle of the night, who's screaming, what's going on?"

"Who is it, why is it frightening in the middle of the night and affecting the rest of others?!"

A lot of people rushed out, looking for the source of the sound.

"Here, everybody, come here, and I'll introduce you to a new friend. When Lin Feng saw someone, he hurriedly shouted, forced himself to calm down, and wanted to give everyone a "surprise".

The gray-haired old man, like a ghost, silent, had come to his nearest, and looked at him in a daze.

If it's really a ghost, three thousand teenagers get together, and the yang qi is soaring, can't it scare you away? This is Lin Feng's mind, of course, it is also in line with the idea of having difficulties and sharing difficulties, and there are strange "uncles" who come together to "recognize each other".

"Hey, what are you yelling about?" a group of teenagers rushed in, looking at him strangely, ignoring the gray-haired old man.

Lin Feng was dumbfounded when he saw this, and hurriedly asked, "You are all so bold, aren't you afraid at all?"

"Inexplicable, I don't understand what you're talking about" these teenagers responded dissatisfied.

Especially the beautiful girl in the crowd who had been pulled by Lin Feng's skirt was even more glaring, crossed her waist and said, "You are funny again, you deliberately toss everyone, right?"

Lin Feng was stunned, couldn't this group of people see the gray-haired old man? Can't it, could it be that only he and Qiuqiu can see it? This is also too terrifying, thinking of this, he has a layer of cold bumps all over his body, and his lips tremble a little and said: "Can't you see him, right in front of me, an old man with hollow eyes, a sword stuck in his head, and black blood flowing ......"

"Hmph, it's too immoral, deliberately scaring us in the middle of the night!" the pretty girl glared at him, and the others were dissatisfied.

"I really don't, oops, ghost!" Lin Feng screamed, the old man got closer and closer, almost sticking to him.

He was full of anger, and shouting so loudly naturally alarmed everyone, and in a moment, hundreds of people arrived here, looking at him inexplicably.

"There really is an old man, the black blood has flowed all over his face, why can't you see it?" Lin Feng looked anxiously.

In the end, hundreds of people gathered here, pointing fingers and resenting him for disturbing their sleep.

"When... When!"

Lin Feng was anxious, jumped up, and flicked his fingers lightly on the iron sword, making two sonorous trills, and the courtyard that was originally noisy was quiet in an instant.

Everyone was stunned, but some people quickly woke up, and someone shouted, "Who are you fooling, you think you can scare all of us by making a trick?"

didn't say much, and with a whoosh, Lin Feng rushed over, and the gray-haired old man naturally followed him, blocking the front again.

"If you don't believe me, come and touch it. Lin Feng shouted.

"I don't believe in evil the most!" the girl who had been glaring walked forward, and several other teenagers stretched out their hands at the same time.

In an instant, they felt that they had touched an ice sculpture, which was cold and biting, and they were frightened, and they quickly withdrew their hands and shouted with pale faces: "Ghost!"

Obviously they couldn't see anything, but they could touch it, which frightened a group of teenagers, and several of them even tripped over each other in the process of going backwards.

"Ah......" The beautiful little girl screamed even more, ran wildly, stepped on several teenagers who had fallen to the ground, and ran away without a trace.

Lin Feng squeezed into the crowd, and immediately made a group of children cry wolf, and many people touched it in person, they were very frightened, and they all rushed to the road.

In just the blink of an eye, hundreds of people were gone, this place was empty, Lin Feng was in a daze, the speed of this escape was too fast.

There was a great chaos near this mountain rock, all the houses were lit up, and more than 3,000 new disciples were alarmed.

In an instant, there was silence around Lin Feng, and the people living next to him fled wildly, and all of them were gone.

"Hurry up and report to the elders!"

The two elders, Xiong Tian and Zhuo Bei, have been exhausted recently, and so many things have happened, which has made the two of them anxious and unable to sleep well.

After a few days of calm, they thought it should be fine, but in the middle of the night, a group of children screamed and shouted under their spiritual mountain.

"What's the matter? there won't be any more moths!" the two of them felt powerless.

"The elder is haunted, and an old man with his head pierced by an ancient sword, bleeding black blood, and his hair scattered......" shouted the teenagers.

"What are you talking about?" Hearing this, Xiong Tian and Zhuo Bei immediately changed color, rushed down to Lingshan, grabbed a child's hand, and asked loudly.

The teenagers quickly recounted what had happened.

Xiong Tian and Zhuo Bei suddenly turned pale, their lips trembled, and they almost ran away.

"What's the matter, Elder, go and take a look. ”

"From ancient times to the present, he will appear once every hundreds of years, but if he comes out, many people will inevitably die!" Elder Chabel said in a trembling voice.

When a group of children heard this, they were greatly frightened, and they kicked backwards one by one, each extremely nervous, with chills all over their bodies, and their scalps were a little wooden.

Moreover, what people didn't expect was that Xiong Tian and Elder Chalbie ignored them, but ran away with a whizz and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Is there such an irresponsible elder, why did he run for his life first!

"You wait first, let's go and ask the seniors!" Fortunately, the voices of the two came from the wind.

Stone Mountain here is a frying pot, the supernatural that has existed since ancient times, there is no solution since ancient times? What is going on, it was actually touched by them!

Everyone was scared and afraid, but more sympathetic to the hapless child, who was clearly eyed by the being.

Many people relied on their courage to walk forward for some distance and look at the courtyard, but they couldn't help but be dumbfounded, what is this guy doing? What a bold man!

After Lin Feng was awakened, he slowly came back to his senses and was no longer afraid, and at this time, he actually jumped onto the gray-haired old man and rode on his neck.

He grabbed a piece of bluestone in his hand, and kept patting it hard, not knowing whether he wanted to chisel the head open, or to break the ancient sword, and shouted in his mouth: "Return your sword, you wait, I'll chisel it out for you, don't follow me, it's really annoying!"

At the same time, the sound of breaking the sky came, and an old man appeared in the distance, holding a yellow gourd in his hand, filled with chaotic qi.

In addition, the long whistles in the distance came and went, and the strong cultivators on the magnificent treasure mountains were all alarmed, and the high-level of the Heavenly Pavilion collectively shook, and they all came out of the customs and rushed towards Lin Feng.