The speed of the two blue light flying swords was not very fast, and Ling Jiang flashed over with a leap, only to hear a thunderclap behind him, which made Ling Jiang's whole person sweat.

He ducked behind a coffin and glanced back, the sword continuing to spiral and fly, purposefully searching for his bearings. The blue light turned into a breeze and passed by Ling Jiang's ears, making his whole face turn pale.

He knew that if the white cat hadn't pushed him in time, he would have lost one of his ears.

The flying sword was too fast and slammed directly into the wall of the stone wall, but it didn't leave the slightest trace, only a loud noise. One can imagine how strong this stone chamber is, and I am afraid that only the previous East China Sea Slayer can enter and exit calmly.

"Still coming?" Seeing that the momentum of the two flying swords had not decreased sharply in the slightest, Ling Jiang knew that this was not killing him, and he would never give up. Fortunately, these two flying swords have no spiritual sense, although they will stab at him with perseverance, the behavior of the two is almost the same, if this will come back and forth, or one in the light and the other in the dark, he may really be unable to escape.

"Meow!"

The white cat jumped on the lid of the coffin and roared at the two flying swords in the sky.

With a roar, the flying sword didn't seem to be affected, and it still kept rushing towards Ling Jiang at a hurry. Ling Jiang used this sarcophagus and flying sword to swim away, and he didn't let it catch up for a while, but he passed by several times.

"Xiaobai, you quickly think of a way. Ling Jiang shouted while hiding.

This place is very strange, no matter what danger she encounters, it doesn't seem to threaten the white cat, is it because she is a demon clan?

With a cat's meow, the white-haired eyes standing on the lid of the sarcophagus stared at the blue light flying sword that broke through the air, and suddenly jumped forward, opened his mouth and bit forward.

With just a click, the Qingguang Flying Sword was actually bitten in half by the white cat!

"This?" Before Ling Jiang could be surprised, another flying sword approached him again. After he dodged sideways, the white cat still pounced forward quickly, and the white figure covered the blue light, followed by a cracking sound.

Ling Jiang leaned on the sarcophagus with his back, gasping for breath, and after a few more tosses, he was afraid that he would really not be able to exert his strength. After all, the speed of the flying sword was too fast, and it was still a little difficult for him to dodge with his current spiritual sense of the Open Light Realm.

Qi practitioners actually have to refine their spirits and refine their bodies, but they are naturally inferior to martial artists in terms of body refining. The former has a good sense of the soul and can perceive the wind and grass around him, but he is only aware of it, but he may not be able to avoid it.

Ling Jiang wiped away the sweat on his head, but he didn't expect that in this cold place, he could actually let out a cold sweat.

The white cat came to Ling Jiang with the bitten flying sword fragment in its mouth, and then it sat on the ground licking its paws, looking at the flying sword fragment and falling into deep thought.

Ling Jiang carefully pinched up a fragment, only to find that this so-called flying sword was actually as thin as a cicada's wings, he tried to use it lightly, but there was no sign of movement, it was hard to imagine how the white cat had bitten it to pieces.

"Xiaobai, this time you did a good job. Ling Jiang gently stroked its fur, but who thought that the white cat stood up in disgust, away from Ling Jiang, it didn't seem like someone had touched it.

In this regard, Ling Jiang could only be confused.

He began to look around, now that the problem of the flying sword was solved, how should he get out?

The holes on both sides of the merged stone monument are bottomless, and if you want to say that the bottom is the exit, Ling Jiang will not believe that he is dead. But there's nowhere else to do it......

"Meow......" The white cat slowly walked over and barked softly.

Then, it opened its mouth under Ling Jiang's nose and swallowed the flying sword fragment in front of it.

"Xiaobai!" Ling Jiang screamed in fright, although the flying sword was not sharp, the reason why it could make such a loud noise should also be because of the sword qi attached to the surface, but how could this thing be eaten?

The white cat didn't pay attention to Ling Jiangdi's call, and after easily swallowing one fragment, he then opened his mouth to bite off the second fragment, and in a flash, all four fragments were swallowed by it. At this moment, Ling Jiang was a little worried, for fear that something would happen to the white cat.

The white cat just stretched slightly, then jumped into Ling Jiang's arms, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

"This ......" Ling Jiang looked at the sleeping white hair in his arms, not knowing what to do.

There was only silence in the stone room for a while, and suddenly an old voice came from behind Ling Jiang: "Hehe, I can't imagine that after 10,000 years, I can still see someone subduing these two fragments of the Blue Dragon Sword, your little doll is not simple." ”

This voice came from behind Ling Jiang coldly, almost not scaring his soul away, you must know that he will be next to a coffin!

Ling Jiang picked up the white cat and turned to look back, it was a blurry white shadow, which seemed even more ethereal under the illumination of the firelight on both sides.

"Little doll, the old man is destined for you, and in the last few years, maybe you won't see me again. The blurry white shadow looked at Ling Jiang and smiled.

Ling Jiang frowned, hugged the white cat and bowed, "Senior, isn't it the owner of this tomb?"

"Master?" the white shadow in front of him sneered, "If I were the master here, you and the spirit cat in your hand would have died under the Qinglong Sword a long time ago." Little doll, this place is not something that ordinary people can come down to, how did you get in?"

He asked suspiciously, and then said with amusement, "The spiritual root is useless, and the longevity lock is damaged, you are really a ...... Wizard!"

Ling Jiang naturally couldn't laugh, and asked softly, "Senior, what's wrong with Xiaobai, why did it swallow the sword?"

However, the white-clothed figure only shook his head: "The secret of heaven must not be revealed, if she is willing in the future, she will naturally find an opportunity to tell you." All you need to know is that eating these two fragments of the Green Dragon Sword will be beneficial to it...... I don't know how your little doll can drive it to recognize the Lord, tsk, if the old man is still alive, even if the rules are broken, he will snatch it over. ”

Hearing this, Ling Jiang couldn't help frowning.

This old-timer is reminding him that wealth is not exposed. The white cat in his hand must have an extraordinary background, so he can serve him well.

"Thank you for your teachings. Ling Jiang nodded and said, the old man of his natural path is dead, and it should be just a soul in front of him. As for why he died here, Ling Jiang didn't dare to ask, and he couldn't ask.

"Little things. The white-clothed figure shook his head and said, he looked at Ling Jiang, who was silent, and couldn't help asking, "Little doll, don't you want to know where I come from? Don't you want to get some opportunities from me? Maybe if you say a few good words, I may give you the treasure on my body?"

"Since the predecessor said that the secret of heaven must not be revealed, why should I ask again?" Ling Jiang shook his head and said.

"Honest man. The white-clothed figure nodded, "There are not many honest people in this world, this was the case 10,000 years ago, and it should be the same today after 10,000 years." However, the old man is naturally appreciative. If you offer all kinds of rhetoric as soon as you see the old man, maybe the old man will slap you to the ground directly. Don't look at the old man who is very weak now, slapping you to death is still like pinching an ant to death. ”

If it was before, Ling Jiang would have been dumbfounded and dumbfounded when he heard these three words 10,000 years ago. But these days, what he encountered 10,000 years ago, is there still less?

Even if someone jumps out and tells him that he is from 10,000 years later, he will just nod his head and acquiesce.

Rare and strange, not strange.

The old man continued: "I hope you will not be misled by your honesty. I don't ask how you came here, in short, meeting is fate, I see that your spiritual roots are wasted, but you can still enter the realm of enlightenment, presumably there are some adventures, the old man will not impose anything on you, so as not to make you burdened. However, the meeting gift always has to be given, otherwise, if those old monsters were still alive 10,000 years ago, knowing that the old man was slamming the door like this, how would there be peace under these nine springs?"

Ling Jiang listened carefully, because what the old man said was a bit mysterious, and he inevitably listened to it a little obscurely.

"You listen with your ears pricked up, and I will pass on a mantra to you, old man, which can also be used as a heart-to-heart decision. The old man said solemnly.

He is still clear about the mantra and the heart, and the mantra that Dabai recites when casting spells on weekdays is the so-called mantra, and he must recite it aloud, otherwise it will not work. However, the heart decision is different, only the heart needs to be silently recited, so this heart decision is a higher level than the mantra.

didn't wait for Ling Jiang to react, he only felt a force behind him push forward. Ling Jiang felt a warm current rushing into his heart, he couldn't exert his strength, and slowly sat on the ground next to the sarcophagus, and then a singing-like voice poured into his ears.

Hearing this song, his heart trembled violently, and he almost shouted in shock.

Just because this song is very similar to the song he heard in the picture scroll, it is obvious that this is also an ancient mantra!

"Little doll, what are you doing?" the old man's angry voice sounded after him, "Hold your mind, otherwise it will be useless if you have a little less heart!"

Ling Jiang didn't dare to hesitate, and took several breaths of relief before calming down.

The singing reverberated a pillar of incense before it stopped, and although Ling Jiang couldn't hear what it was saying, the singing had been tightly imprinted in his mind.

"Hahaha...... This mantra doesn't dare to guarantee you a smooth future in the future, but it will not be inactive. Little doll, you accept my kindness, if you see the descendants of the Leng family in the future, please take care of the old man for one or two......"

After listening to the old man's words, Ling Jiang also fell into a deep sleep......

"When the old man accidentally broke into this place, he disturbed the innocence of the tomb owner, and he had to end up like this. Looking at the sleeping Ling Jiang, the old man in white shook his head and smiled bitterly, "The physical body has been destroyed, the divine soul has been exhausted, and only a spiritual sense remains in the world. Little doll, are you lucky or unlucky? If you fall into a place of no return because of this mantra in the future, you can scold the old man. This mantra shouldn't have been passed on to you, but the old man was unwilling......"

The old man muttered to himself for a while, and his figure became even more blurred, and he could barely see half of his body.

Just as the old man was about to close his eyes, he saw a golden cyclone around the sleeping young man beside the coffin, shining like gold, and even the fire around the stone chamber seemed to be eclipsed.

"Well, this is ......," the old man in white said in surprise, his face full of consternation.

"How is it possible?" the old man said in shock, watching the golden air flow emanating from Ling Jiang's body becoming more and more refined, "How can there be dragon qi in his body? Why can it be so hidden so deep that even the old man can't sense the existence of this dragon qi, why is this? Could it be that this mantra activates the dragon qi hidden in his body?"

Rumble ......

As the golden light cyclone bloomed, a noise began to be heard in the stone room.

The dragon looked up...... It seems that the old man did not guess wrong, this tomb is indeed related to the Qinglong Sword......" The old man in white glanced at Ling Jiang, and the golden air flow around him was constantly rising, dispersing towards the top of the darker stone room.

"That's it. The old man shook his head and said, "If you can incorporate the dragon qi into your body, and hide it so deeply, that person's cultivation may still be above the old man, and the old man ......will help you again."

I saw that the old man in white turned into a white cyclone and mixed into the golden cyclone floating in the air. The golden cyclone gradually converged and slowly retreated back to the boy's body.