"Brother Song, have you heard, Yan Jun's tomb was found in Ziqiu Ridge, and I heard that it is very likely that there is a Nanming Lihuo Sword hidden in it, which is the seventh on the Heavenly Soldier List. ”

When the meal was served, Ling Yun was just about to move his chopsticks, but the content of the conversation at the table next to him came to his ears.

"Nan Ming Li Fire Sword?" Ling Yun frowned, this Nan Ming Li Fire Sword was his Shu Mountain's divine weapon, and then disappeared with the shattering of the void by the Long Mei Patriarch Yuan Tianhao, and now it is inevitable to be a little surprised when he hears this name.

The conversation over there continued, and Ling Yun couldn't help but prick up his ears.

"When did you have the news, it has long been outdated, the map of Yanjun's tomb is said to have been obtained by the Shaoling Sect, but unfortunately it was revealed by whom, and it was destroyed overnight. Another said.

"Is this really the case? That Shaoling Sect is one of the eight hundred lower sects, and the master of the sect is a master of the fifth realm of the day after tomorrow. ”

"Hmph, it's true, not long ago, the fall of the Shaoling Sect has caused an uproar, and after investigation, it was found that the Ghost Control Sect did it. ”

"What? Demon Gate, oh my God, it's going to be chaotic. ”

"Shhhhhh The man's face changed slightly, he looked around, and whispered: "Now our Nanyun Twelve Prefectures are already panicking, and all the major lower gates have sent masters over, including many people at the level of the master of the sect, their purpose is to be born in the Demon Gate, and the other is for the tomb of Yanjun." ”

"But this emaciated camel is bigger than a horse, the Demon Gate used to compete with the ten major Xuanmen, and now the remaining five sects of the Demon Gate are not easy to mess with."

"Don't worry, Zixiao Palace, Zhengjian Gate, and Yinmei Pavilion have also been dispatched. There are three major door-to-door alliances, and the top masters of the major lower gates have already confronted the Ghost Control Sect in Ziqiu Ridge. ”

Hearing this, Ling Yun couldn't help but stand up and walk towards the two monks.

When the two men saw a stranger approaching, they immediately became alert.

"Don't worry, two brothers, there is no malice in Xia Lingyun, but when I heard the two of them talk about the Nanming Lihuo Sword, I was curious, this sword is the treasure of Shushan, how can it be related to the tomb of Yanjun?"

After leaving the Changchun Sect, Ling Yun did not plan to use Yun Chong's identity, and after greeting the senior sisters, he officially changed his name to Ling Yun in the future.

The two of them were relieved to see that Ling Yun just came to ask, and one of them smiled and said, "This master doesn't know anything, and listen to me in detail."

Due to Ling Yun's previous resistance to Xu Gu's Thunder God Prison and the reason why his hair turned to ashes, the image at this time was a bald head, and that person also regarded him as a monk, and he couldn't help but be called a master.

Ling Yun didn't care about these, after listening to the other party's narration, he suddenly realized, it turned out that this Yan Jun was a close friend with Yuan Tianhao, the ancestor of Shushan thousands of years ago, and the Nanming Lihuo Sword was given to him by Yuan Tianhao, after the fall of Yanjun, there was no news of Nanmingli's Fire Sword in the world, so it was rumored that this Nanmingli Fire Sword became Yan Jun's burial and was sealed in his tomb.

After getting the news he wanted to know, Ling Yun thanked him, turned around and came back, and as soon as he sat down, he heard the voices of the two people coming again.

"Nan Mingli Fire Sword is the seventh divine soldier on the list of divine soldiers, I don't know how many people are red-eyed, Brother Song, why don't we go to Ziqiuling to try our luck?"

"Are you crazy? There are so many masters over there, you and I are just casual cultivators in the late stage of Qiling, and if you go and be affected by the aftermath of the battle, that is the end of your soul. ”

"Hey, I was reckless, what Brother Song said is, it seems that this baby is destined to have nothing to do with me. ”

The discussion over there became quieter and quieter, and it didn't take long for the two of them to change the topic elsewhere, and after Ling Yun came back, he frowned, thinking to himself, and didn't even touch the chopsticks on the table.

Seeing Ling Yun's preoccupied appearance, Palet seemed to think of something, and asked softly, "Senior brother, are you going to Ziqiuling?"

Ling Yun was silent for a long time, and then he shook his head: "Senior sister, you also heard what they said, there are many masters over there, and there are also demon cultivators, so it's better not to be involved in this matter." ”

In fact, if Lingyun was alone, he would have gone, but now that he was accompanied by three senior sisters, he didn't dare to rashly let the three girls accompany him on an adventure.

asked for three sets of guest rooms, Nuo Nuo and Palet slept in one, Xu Feier and Ling Yun slept separately, the road was too hard, everyone didn't rest much, it was not dark, so they went back to the house to wash, and then went to sleep.

Ling Yun was lying on the bed, but he couldn't sleep after tossing and turning, Nan Ming's fire sword was the treasure of Shushan, as a disciple of Shushan, he naturally had the responsibility to recapture the treasure, but with his current cultivation, he could blow himself to death in one breath when he went to someone's house.

With a long sigh, Ling Yun recalled the record of the Nanming Lihuo Sword in the Shushan classics in his previous life, this Nanmingli Fire Sword specializes in breaking the evil qi of the demon clan, and suppresses the exercises and magic weapons of demon cultivation, which can be described as the nemesis of demon cultivation

On the second day, when Lingyun was still washing after getting up, he heard Nuo Nuo calling him outside, pushed the door out, and looked at Nuo Nuo suspiciously, thinking that something was going on in a hurry early in the morning.

"Yes," Nono pointed downstairs, panting.

"Someone is making trouble? Isn't it that Chenjiu is chasing after him. Ling Yun's heart tightened.

Nono hurriedly shook his head.

"Is there a handsome guy?" Ling Yun looked Nuo Nuo up and down, thinking that this Nizi was probably also at Sichun's age.

Nono's face was slightly red, and her head shook like a rattle.

This time it was Ling Yun's turn to be puzzled, and suddenly he had a flash of inspiration and clapped his hands: "There are cockroaches?"

"No, no" Nuo Nuo waved his hand and said with a snort: "There is a senior who fell from the sky and said that he wanted to recruit people to Ziqiuling. ”

"Ziqiuling?Yanjun Tomb?" Ling Yun frowned, most of the people who could descend from the sky were cultivators above the Spirit Realm, but why did they come to recruit people?

"Go down and have a look. Ling Yun's curiosity came up, and after a little dressing, he went downstairs with Nuo Nuo.

The hall of the restaurant was full of people, and in the most central place, the person sitting was a strangely dressed person, wrapped in a cloak all over his body, and he couldn't tell whether it was a man or a woman, but the atmosphere was a little depressing, and everyone looked at the strange man cautiously, and they didn't dare to come out, for fear of causing the other party's unhappiness.

"The deity's words have been finished, if any of you want to go to the tomb of Yanjun to try your luck, you will come to the north of the city this afternoon to gather, and the deity will wait for you. When Ling Yun went downstairs, he happened to hear the strange man talking, the other party was a man, and his voice sounded elegant and docile.

At this time, a casual cultivator couldn't help but ask: "But, senior, I heard that the masters of Ziqiuling are like clouds, and there are people in the Demon Gate, our cultivation is just a small area, wouldn't it be sent to death if we go?"

"Hmph. The strange man seemed to be a little displeased, snorted coldly, and suddenly asked the person with cold sweat on his head, but fortunately the strange man didn't care, and turned his voice: "They are masters, aren't the deities, you follow the deity, and keep you worry-free." After saying this, the strange man suddenly got up, and his body actually floated under his feet, and walked towards the door in the air.

Seeing the strange man display this ability to walk in the air, the people present were amazed, and no one dared to say more, so they hurriedly bowed and saluted: "Congratulations to the seniors." ”

Most of the people present were casual cultivators, and none of the masters they met on weekdays looked at them with disdain, but when they finally met someone who could condescend to talk to them, they were naturally respectful.

The strange man left, and the hall suddenly became lively, and people exchanged their heads and began to discuss whether to go to Ziqiuling, almost everyone moved their minds, for casual cultivation, the immortal yuan, even if they fought for their lives, they had to fight for it, not to mention that there was a big monk who seemed to be very bullish as a guarantor, so he naturally wanted to go.

"Senior brother, do you want us to go and see? Nuno bit his finger and turned his head to look at Ling Yun, but Nuno suddenly found that there was no one behind him, and Ling Yun didn't know when he left.

Outside the city, a strange man in a cloak fell from the sky, and when he looked around, he took off his cloak when he saw no one, revealing a fresh face.

"Unexpectedly, the majestic master predecessor in the restaurant turned out to be a young man. ”

Suddenly, a voice appeared out of thin air, startling the strange man, and he turned to look back, only to find that a young man of about eighteen years old had appeared behind him at some point, looking at him teasingly.