Chapter Ninety-Two: A Sword Inheritance
All the thoughts in his heart were left behind at this moment, and the two hearts knew that they had been silent for a long time, and at this moment, a trace of waves instantly drowned him.
If Xiao Guangling was a little sober at the moment, he would definitely find that this white shadow appeared a little strangely, but the thoughts in his heart would no longer have the ability to think.
I saw him standing up, the wisps of green light overflowing and rising, and the black and white yin and yang two balls of light accompanied by the left and right were already bursting up and chasing with all their might!
However, he swept over the cloud iron and ice crystal pillar, which was already so fast that it turned into a streamer, but he still couldn't catch up with the white shadow.
He didn't catch up with him three or two times, but he was secretly a little anxious, and he didn't even realize that he had chased under the tower!
The journey is unimpeded, and in the blink of an eye, it is hundreds of steps away!
Seeing the white shadow in front of him flickering and disappearing in front of the tower, Xiao Guangling retreated sharply with a sharp kick, and the green light rising up and down his body also trembled.
"This place ......"
The huge tower is about ten stories high, it seems to be a wood and stone structure, and the base of the tower is not large, only two or three hundred feet in circumference, which is the size of an ordinary courtyard.
Although it is inferior to the 180-story skyscraper, the faint burst of evil air from the hanging leg hook beam is still shocking.
The evil aura emanating from the tower suppressed the light around it, but it was only vaguely seen that there were dragon-shaped totems such as the Nine Sons Rui Beast on the tower, and nothing strange was seen in the others.
"Why is there such a powerful demonic energy overflowing, and what is locked up inside?"
A thought flashed, Xiao Guangling was subconsciously a little curious, but the only remaining reason still made him not take a step forward.
Just as he was still standing in front of the tower and hesitating, suddenly a cold shout came from behind him, "Bold little demon!"
"It's not good, it's that old Taoist!" I was surprised before, but for a while I forgot about the sword man who was distributed.
Xiao Guangling turned his head and wanted to run out, but when he wanted to leave at this time, he was shocked to find that he couldn't move!
I don't know when it started, a strange black shadow was wrapped around his feet!
Standing in the cloud iron ice crystal forest, the old man with the hair wanted to get rid of him with a sword, but after a closer look, he seemed to notice his movements, but at the moment, his pupils shrank slightly, and he snorted coldly and turned around and left.
"Help me!" Xiao Guangling was really panicked at this time, but when he looked up, he noticed an acquaintance standing not far from the old Taoist.
"Sun Yuanwu?"
"Xiao Guangling?"
As if fate was really unfinished, the two looked at each other from afar but didn't say anything.
"Come here. Just when Sun Yuanwu was still a little stunned, he heard the old Taoist call him. He hesitated, then turned and chased after him.
As soon as the two of them left, the tower was much cleaner before.
Xiao Guangling glanced down at the black shadow under his feet, and after a closer look, there was actually no damage, just a kind of imprisoning spell and something.
"Is this to prevent anyone from approaching the tower? He sighed secretly, he really regretted it.
In fact, he already felt that something was wrong just now, but when he thought of the little white fox, his brain was hot, and he couldn't control himself at all.
From time to time, a cold wind blew down from the top of the tower, as if it was outside Shuobei, which made him a little sleepy in a trance.
Slowly closing his eyes, his memory vaguely thought of the scene with the little white fox in the peach forest of Xuanyuan Tomb in the past. The huge peach tree sprawled endlessly, and some lively little foxes frolicked in the tree.
There were also wooden houses and ...... on the trees Huge peach tree ...... Incomparably huge.
In a trance, Xiao Guangling's memory was intermittent, but only the huge peach tree remained, and the green light beside him slowly rose in the shadow in front of the tower, like a little star in the night.
The stars and the moon are bright, but they are so eye-catching.
The spirit peach of the heart and the essence of the ancient wood alternated with Xiao Guangling's breathing. Gradually, the veins on his chest began to flash!
The vitality of the Spirit Peach Ancient Tree was as if a torch had been lit under this dark and silent tower.
The iron cables around them trembled slightly, as if the creatures in the tower had smelled this long-ago life!
On the other side, the old Taoist guarding the tower didn't notice the movement here for a while.
"Leave the heavens, seniors, please teach me a skill! The disciple is really incompetent, and today I have to meet the seniors and only ask for a sword move!"
After walking two steps, Sun Yuanwu fell to his knees again, kowtowed a few times in a row, and pleaded sincerely.
The old Taoist dragged his long sword upside down, his eyes slowly closed in the mess, and he listened to the sound of the wind.
But Sun Yuanwu was crying so much that he couldn't hear anything clearly.
"Thirty years, now thirty years and thirty years, I don't know how many thirty years it is. Between the gray beards, a light sigh came out, and the old Taoist seemed to have aged a little more.
The surrounding clouds, iron, and ice crystals are bright and dreamy, and it really seems like a big dream.
The young man was ambitious and proud, and he was full of joy but kept in this cave for thousands of years.
I have stumbled so far, and in the end I didn't see my former classmates coming, but there were two more noisy offspring.
The old Taoist glanced back at the cloud iron ice crystal pillar behind him, and seemed to see the dog demon standing under the tower from a distance.
The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed three times, and sighed, "All the heroes in the world are rats, and the tile chicken and earth dog are the overlords!"
Sun Yuanwu, who was crying behind him, seemed to see that something was wrong, and hesitantly stopped crying, not knowing what to say for a while.
The old Taoist raised his long sword and said lightly, "Today you are my Shangqing disciple, and that is a little demon transformed into a soil dog." You two have asked for a inheritance so far, why do you want to kneel and cry, and he dares to stand and die?"
The word "......" wakes up the dreamer!
Sun Yuanwu knew that this old-timer didn't like people who knelt on the ground and kowtowed, so he hurriedly got up and wanted to say two heroic words.
But although Xiao Guangling was in a hurry, he didn't cry all the time, he lost this opportunity from the beginning, how can he make up for it now?
Seeing that the old Taoist didn't say a word, Sun Yuanwu knew that he was at a loss, gritted his teeth and kowtowed, and then made a gesture to leave.
Unexpectedly, the old Taoist stuck the long sword in his hand on the ground at this moment, and said lightly, "Even if you barely have three points of ambition, see how much you understand." ”。
Sun Yuanwu was overjoyed, and when he looked at the long sword, he only felt that a sharp sword intent flashed in an instant, and his mind was full of infinite sword moves!
On the other side, a scarlet blood slowly poked out from the crack at the bottom of the tower, as if it had a spiritual intelligence, and followed the green light rising away.