There are no lights in the main hall, and it is slightly dim.

Outside the window, you can vaguely hear the sound of wind and snow.

Not only did the sudden wind and snow not stop, but it became even heavier, and I don't know when it will stop.

On the old man's side, the white-clothed lonely yin, who is known as the blood rakshasa in Northern Qin, and the current star-picking landlord Dugu Zijin, the brother and sister stood on the left and right.

"Xiao Man'er has seen Taigong!" Jiang Xiaoman half-knelt in front of the old man and performed the junior salute.

The old man smiled with relief, raised his hand lightly to help the young man up, and said, "Little Man'er, although it is a pity that I failed to obtain the Heavenly Sword Divine Sword to recognize the Lord this time. But with the sun and the moon twin swords to help you quench your body, it is also a rare opportunity, you should cherish it, don't slack off your cultivation. ”

"Our province must live up to the expectations of the Taigong. Jiang Xiaoman smiled very well-behaved, and could feel that the old man was the kind of elder who loved him sincerely.

Counting up, this is the second time Jiang Xiaoman and the old man have met.

The first time was when he was just born in the borderlands.

So for Jiang Xiaoman himself, he has no impression at all.

Dugu Zijin covered his mouth and smiled lightly, and said: "Grandfather, the first time the little man came to our Beiliang, your old man hasn't even given the little guy a meeting gift!"

The old man slapped his forehead and laughed: "If you don't say it, I'll forget it, but I did prepare a gift for this meeting." ”

As he spoke, the old man touched it from his arms, took out a warm jade pendant, engraved the word 'Dugu' on it, handed it to the young man, and said seriously: "Little Man'er, this jade pendant is called the Substitute Death Talisman, which is one of the secret treasures of our clan, and it is cast by the cold jade for thousands of years. You put it away closely, this time into Northern Qin, Taigong certainly hopes that you can go all the way, but if you really encounter a catastrophe of life and death, remember to crush it immediately, it can save your life. ”

Dugu Yin looked at Xiao Man'er, a little worried, and smiled softly: "I haven't thanked you Taigong, if this jade talisman is put outside, it can be exchanged for dozens of cities!"

"Thank you, grandson, you should remember it!" Jiang Xiaoman took the jade pendant and bowed to the old man, and his heart couldn't help but warm.

It is rumored in the outside world that the Dugu clan is the most protective of the short, and today I can experience it for myself, and it is completely false to say that I am not moved.

Jiang Xiaoman looked at this old man, this is his father's grandfather, his father-in-law, his eyes are bright.

Dugu Fu, the current clan leader of the Dugu clan of Beiliang, the one-word side by side king of the Great Xia Dynasty, ranked first among the thirteen kings with different surnames in the Southern Regions, and is now the absolute Optimus Prime Stone in the Southern Regions.

As if he remembered something, Jiang Xiaoman couldn't help but move, looked at the old man and said with some doubts: "By the way, Taigong, after you were sent into the sword shrine, among the hundreds of thousands of stars I observed, there seemed to be hundreds of millions of living beings inside, I don't know if it was an illusion or a real existence?"

The old man stroked his beard under his chin and smiled with relief: "Hehe, you kid is careful to observe." The Sword Shrine World is a universe of its own, and its inner beings are naturally real like the thousands of races in Kyushu. ”

"What? real?"

Jiang Xiaoman couldn't help but be stunned, a little incredulous.

Doesn't that mean that in the Sword Shrine World, the children of Kyushu who step into it like themselves can destroy a star with a flip of their hands.

If this is the case, if it weren't for the ancient sword to stop him, he would have really become the demon who destroyed the world.

The old man smiled and said softly: "Little Man'er, I know that this is a bit beyond your understanding, but it is indeed real. The sword mound is independent of Kyushu, containing 109,000 sword stars, and each star is buried with a famous sword in Kyushu, which is the tomb of the sword. Famous swords have many souls, and there are sword souls. Since he was buried in the sword mound and evolved into a star, it will be as little as 100,000 years, and as many as a million or even tens of millions of years, and there will be thousands of living beings relying on the sword soul to come into being. ”

"Ten million years?" Jiang Xiaoman opened his mouth and said in a lost voice: "It's older than Kyushu?"

Dugu Zijin took over the words, and said with a light smile: "Little man, you are wrong, one day in Kyushu, ten years in the sword mound." Although the Sword Shrine World is its own circle, in the final analysis, it is still based on Kyushu, how can it be even older than Kyushu?"

"That's amazing. Jiang Xiaoman nodded, as if he understood.

He glanced at the bronze hall on the table in front of him, but it was the size of a palm.

But there is a small world hidden in it.

It is hard to believe that the famous sword mound of the Beiliang Dugu clan is only less than two feet high.

Seeing Jiang Xiaoman's current appearance, the old man couldn't help but smile knowingly, and continued to explain: "Generally speaking, we are their gods compared to the thousands of living beings in the Sword Shrine World. If you can get any of the 109,000 sword stars of the Sword Shrine to recognize the master, it means that as the sword master, you will be the master of thousands of living beings on that sword star, and whether you live or die is just between your thoughts. ”

Jiang Xiaoman scratched his head and said with some doubts: "But there are some stars above the barrenness, and there seems to be no living beings?"

The old man raised his hand and pointed at it, only to see that the bronze hall suddenly opened, and the thousands of stars in it could be seen at a glance.

Dugu said leisurely: "Most of the stars you mentioned have become death stars, either the sword master buried in it accidentally fell somewhere in Kyushu, or the buried sword has lost its spirituality, causing the star derived from the sword soul to also turn into a death star." ”

As he said this, his dry palm like rotten wood gently poked into the bronze hall, and he chose a dull and dull withered death star, and raised his hand to grab it, only to see an ancient sword that had long been decayed from the star's body.

As the Decaying Ancient Sword was withdrawn, the already bleak planet, as if life had finally come to an end, turned into dust and disappeared in an instant.

"This ......" Jiang Xiaoman was dumbfounded when he looked at this scene, only to feel that it was too unbelievable.

A star disappears in front of your eyes, which will inevitably give people the illusion of a dream.

"Taigong, do you think that our Kyushu will also be a small world opened up by the immortals above the Nine Heavens?" Jiang Xiaoman raised his head, looked at the old man, and asked the question that had been extremely puzzled in his heart.

"Haha, who knows!" The old man was slightly stunned, laughed, raised his hand and pinched the bronze hall into his sleeve robe, thought about it and then said seriously: "The Taoist once had a great power who later ascended to immortal and also said that Kyushu may be a dream of a butterfly, and we are just all living beings in that dream." When the butterfly wakes up, there will be no Kyushu in this world. ”

A dream?

Jiang Xiaoman became more and more confused, shook his head and temporarily expelled the doubts in his heart.

He is not a tangled character, since he can't figure it out, he simply doesn't think about it anymore.

However, he became more and more curious about the other half of the Zhuxian lineage inheritance that he had just obtained.

Jiang Xiaoman raised his hand and gently pulled the blood-red cloak behind him, only to feel that there was a sword momentum on it, and there were forty-nine sword intents attached to it, but he didn't know how to open the inheritance of the other half.

Aunt Luo in the world of the well once said that the inheritance of Zhuxian is not complete.

The other half, which was hidden in the sword mound of the Dugu clan in Beiliang by the Zhuxian sword master before Aunt Luo, was a sword robe.

Wearing a sword robe and holding Zhu Xian, he is the real Zhu Xian sword master.

Just as Jiang Xiaoman was pondering, the old man held the ink-colored long sword in front of the table and gently slammed it on the ground.

Then, there were ripples in the air in front of him.

"Taigong, ...... you?" Jiang Xiaoman felt something, and hurriedly raised his head to look at Dugu Ao.

"It's not early, so naturally I have to go back to rest, is it possible that the old man still wants to stay in this star-picking tower for the night when he is old?" The old man raised his feet and stepped into the void, turned around and smiled lightly: "Little Man'er, I originally wanted to open the Sword Shrine Inheritance when you returned to the clan, but now that you have entered the Sword Shrine, you don't need to return to the clan." In the past few days, I have lived in peace in the Star Picking Building, walked around, and when I had enough spirits, I went to the Northern Qin to break through, and the little Vermilion Bird of the Jiang family was destined to soar above the nine heavens with wings. ”

Jiang Xiaoman touched his head, looked at the old man and said suspiciously: "Taigong, you won't let me live in the clan?"

The old man shook his head and chuckled: "Hehe, it's not that the prince doesn't welcome Xiao Man'er. It's just that some unpleasant people have come to the clan in the past few days, and they won't leave for a while. When you return from the Northern Regions, the prince will pick up the wind and wash the dust for you in the clan. ”

Jiang Xiaoman groaned slightly, and said happily: "Okay, wait until I am famous in the Northern Regions and then return to the clan to visit Taigong." ”

"Let's go, this person is sleepy when he gets old. The old man stopped and whispered to himself, the inky sword in his hand gently slashed out of nothingness, and then stepped out into the wind and snow.

Unpleasant people?

Jiang Xiaoman looked at the old man's gradually disappearing back and thought thoughtfully.

"I'm going to go first, it's not early, Xiao Man'er, have a good night's rest, and tell your Aunt Zijin if you need anything." ”

Dugu Yin seemed to have something on his mind, and after the old man left, he was also in a hurry to leave.

This can't help but make Jiang Xiaoman, who has long been accustomed to having a bad stomach full of bad water, and the 'second master' has always been indifferent and calm, a little uncomfortable.

I was stunned for a long time before I came back to my senses, looked at Aunt Zijin next to me, who seemed to have already seen the strangeness, and opened her mouth to ask something.

But Dugu Zijin opened his mouth first, looked at the young man and grinned: "Don't ask me, I don't know." ”

He said he didn't know, but his eyes were already squinting, as if he remembered something interesting.

When the young man walked out of the main hall, Dugu Zijin slowly spoke, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and he whispered to himself: "Blood Rakshasa? When you are trapped by love, you are still a fool who suffers from gains and losses......

From the door of the wing room to the sword mound, it seems that a long time has passed.

But when Jiang Xiaoman returned to the wing, he suddenly realized that all this was less than an hour.

In the room, the maid has not yet brought supper.

The two girls, one lying on the table and the other curled up in front of the window, fell asleep.

Listening to the sound of snow falling outside the window, Jiang Xiaoman took off the red cloak on his body and gently put it on Miss Xiao's shoulder.

He walked up to Ji Xiaoyue and squatted down, gently pinched the little girl's fleshy face, and laughed in a low voice: "I slept so well!"

"Hate it, ginger worm!" the little girl in her sleep couldn't help frowning, and in a daze, she made a dream cry like a little milk cat.

Leaning back against the window and sitting down, Jiang Xiaoman took out the wine jug that Dugu Yin had just given him from his arms, and gently lifted the lid.

The air was filled with the smell of wine, and it was quiet on this snowy night.