The night is as deep as ink, and a lone lamp is bright.

Pang Xie held up his tired steps, pushed open the door of his courtyard, walked into the bedroom in three or two steps, and saw the snow-white and soft big bed at a glance, and almost couldn't help but immediately turn over and lie down and sleep well.

He hadn't been so tired for a long time, and he couldn't wait to close his eyes immediately and sleep well for a few days and nights, but he also understood in his heart that the reason for his fatigue was very simple, not because of how tired he was, but because of excessive blood loss, he didn't do anything, just lay down like this, he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to lift his spirits no matter how long he slept for a long time.

If you want to regain your strength, you must solve the problem of excessive blood loss.

Pang Xie sighed softly, sat cross-legged on the ground, shook his wrist, took out a bottle of blood-replenishing pills from the ring, and did not limit how many there were in the bottle, uncorked the bottle, raised his neck, and poured the whole brain into it.

Dozens of pills entered the throat, and immediately dissolved in the stomach, and a warm flow flowed to the hundreds of veins around the body, and under the supplement of this medicinal power, the qi and blood were filled up with a trace, and the spirit gradually recovered.

Call!

Solving the urgent need, Pang Xie sank his mind and probed into the dantian, so that he had time to see what happened to the rusty sword.

In the dantian, in the middle of the cyan cyclone, a rusty sword that was more than an inch long and as slender as a needle was suspended in it, and its appearance/shape was exactly the same as the rusty sword that sucked blood, even the gap on the blade of the sword was no exception.

The only difference was that the rust on the surface of the original sword body had all turned blood-red, as if the flames were burning, revealing a strange and bloody aura.

What's even more weird is that this rusty sword is in the middle of the cyclone, and it has not touched the tendons, but it can suck blood in the air, and the qi and blood of the whole body continue to pass through the dantian, surging towards this rusty sword, although it is not as fast as sucking blood in the sword mound, but it should not be taken lightly, if you don't make changes, sooner or later you will be sucked to death by this sword.

Pang Xie sighed again, he didn't expect to go to the Sword Shrine, not only did he not catch the flying sword, but he invited back such a god, I really don't know what to do.

He looked out again, and suddenly found a very strange thing, originally in the dantian, more than a dozen runes were suspended in the cyan cyclone, constantly drifting with the rotation of the cyclone, sometimes in the middle, sometimes drifting to the edge.

For some reason, since the Rusty Sword entered the cyclone, most of these runes spread to the outside of the dantian cyclone, except for the "medicine" rune that was initially condensed into substance and slightly closer to the center, the other runes were all far away from this rusty sword, as if they had encountered some natural enemy.

These runes are not enough, the most surprising thing is that the dragon sword is even more unbearable than the runes, it has jumped to the outermost side of the cyclone, barely out of the cyclone, it looks like a mouse sees a cat, far from daring to pass.

"What's going on? It looks like this rusty sword isn't simple!"

Pang Xie secretly said in his heart, in his opinion, the original practice of the "Burning Lantern Divine Technique" was enough for the evil sect, this rusty sword can actually force the runes away, but I am afraid that it will be even more evil, I really don't know where the sword mound came from.

After pondering for a while, Pang Xie knew that for a while and a half, he couldn't force this rusty sword out, and this kind of continuous bloodletting would continue to continue.

"Go!"

Pang Xie let out a low shout, and the Dragon Yin Sword turned into a sword light, swept out of his dantian, and flew straight towards the Nine Heavens, absorbing the vitality of heaven and earth.

Looking at the Dragon Yin Sword in the distance, Pang Xie always had an illusion, he had been refining the Dragon Yin Sword for so long, and he had never seen it fly so fast, as if there was a fierce god chasing after him.

......

After the dragon yin sword flew away, it swallowed the vitality in the sky, and overnight, it refined a lot of essence yuan, and after replenishing it into the body, it gave birth to a lot of qi and blood, but it only made up for the part absorbed by the rusty sword, which could not be compared with the feeling of being full of qi and blood a few days ago.

This night, Pang Xie was not idle, he changed several methods, trying to drive the rusty sword out of his body, but unfortunately all of them were unsuccessful, until in the end, he even tried to use the sword technique of the "Northern Sword Sutra" to refine this rusty sword, but found that there was no change.

The rusty sword was like a bottomless pit, constantly drawing qi and blood from his body, but he did not obey the command, and he did not know how its previous master commanded it.

At dawn one night, Pang Xie withdrew the Dragon Yin Sword, took another bottle of elixir that nourished qi and blood, and strode out of the courtyard gate.

He has no intention of going to class today, and plans to ask Du Zichun to see if there is any way to expel this rusty sword, but if it really doesn't work, then find some elixir that nourishes qi and blood.

"Hey, why are you here so early today?Is there something big?" After being woken up by Pang Xie, Du Zichun looked at him sleepily.

Pang Xie sighed and told the story of the rusty sword he encountered in the sword shrine last night.

"Hey, let me take a look!" Du Zichun stretched out a finger and put it on Pang Xie's vein, he is not only a master of human immortals, but also a master of Dandao, he knows the human body very well, and he is naturally the level of a generation of grandmasters in medical skills.

Pang Xie didn't say much, and let Du Zichun take the pulse.

"It's really weird. Du Zichun touched it for a while and said.

"How?" asked Ponsei.

"In your dantian, there is indeed a strange object, constantly absorbing essence and blood, this object reminds me of the blood god son Deng Yin who was raging in the past, only the Blood God Sect he founded has this strange technique of absorbing human blood, in exchange for other demons, although it can also absorb essence and blood, but it is a living thing, and there is no refining of this blood-sucking magic weapon. ”

"But since Deng Yin was burned to death by the Buddha's fire heart lamp in Ningbi Cliff, the entire Blood God Sect has been wiped out, not a single disciple has been left, all the magic weapons have been destroyed, and even the secret book of the town sect "Blood Nerve" has also been burned, there should be no such thing in the world. Du Zichun said suspiciously.

"Huh?"

Pang Xie couldn't help but be stunned, he had also heard of the name of Deng Yin, the son of the blood god, who was the devil who was raging for a while, but he didn't expect this rusty sword to be involved with him.

Faintly, I felt that this was not the case, in the dantian, the rusty sword can force back the runes, indicating that the exercises inherited by the rusty sword are stronger than the magic power supported by the runes, but no matter how strong Deng Yin is, it is only in the realm of immortals.

You must know that this is a inheritance that even Bai Suzhen, who has cultivated into a heavenly immortal, can't crack, if it weren't for the thunder bombardment, I'm afraid it wouldn't have been spread.

"Not really. Before Pang Xie could speak, Du Zichun began to talk to himself again: "Lin San is the inheritance of the Shushan Sword Sect, when the Blood God Sect was exterminated, Shushan contributed the most, if it was the inheritance of the Blood God Sect, he shouldn't be unable to see it." ”

Shushan Sword Sect?

It was the first time that Pang Xie knew that Lin Sangongzi was originally a member of the Shushan Sword Sect, so it was no wonder that his swordsmanship was superb.

Among the sects with the largest power and the longest inheritance in the world, there may still be disputes, but when it comes to swordsmanship, the absolute leader of the Shushan faction is known as the first in China!