Lin Yizhi was very puzzled why this old man was incoherent when he heard the word Cangli, for him, Cangli was just the fairy sword in Duanmu Ningque's hand, but he heard that the senior brother had said that Cangli was one of the four great divine swords like Xianyin, but seeing that Duanmu Ningque didn't have anything to gain from using it, he nodded and said: "Yes, what's strange about this, not only have I seen the Cangli Divine Sword, but there is also a thing, it seems to be called Fengtian, but that sword is also very powerful!"

It's good that the old man didn't listen, after listening to Lin Yizhi's words, he had not only seen Cangli but also Fengtian, he was already stunned with excitement, and his straight eyes exuded an extremely fanatical expression: "Young man, what did you say, you have also seen the Fengtian Divine Sword?"

Lin Yizhi felt that this old man was too much of a fuss. What is this, don't say that he is from the top and bottom of the Leaving Worry Sect, which one has not seen Fengtian, if it weren't for the Fengtian Divine Sword, he asked Ling Yijian, the valley master of the Sword Valley, it would be impossible for him to show off his might in the Leaving Worry Sect like that. forced the real person to almost use the Immortal Hidden Divine Sword.

Lin Yizhi replied casually: "What's this, except that the user's cultivation is much higher than mine, those two swords are not much different from my light marks?"

When the old man heard this, he was so angry that he almost didn't lose his breath, and shouted very dissatisfiedly: "What nonsense, how can your broken thing be compared to those two divine swords!"

Suddenly, he seemed to think of something, looked at Lin Yizhi suspiciously, and then sneered and said: "Little doll, you don't want to trick me, you are so young, and your cultivation is so weak, how can you have seen these two divine swords, say, what is the purpose of your words?"

Lin Yizhi was a little impatient, the old man in front of him was going crazy every once in a while, and he really couldn't stand it, so he shouted: "I said senior, your cultivation is so high, I lied to you that you are not looking for death, besides, if you have seen it, you have seen it, and if you haven't seen it, you have never seen it, why should I brag about that bull? Isn't it just two broken swords, what's the big deal!"

Lin Yizhi was also annoyed for a while, and deliberately said that the two divine swords were broken swords in his tone.

When the old man heard this, he carefully looked at Lin Yizhi in front of him, went crazy again, and said incoherently: "No, no, how could that mother-in-law and that old ghost suddenly appear without making a sound? With their temper, it is effortless to pinch and kill those cultivators, how can you still be alive? Besides, I didn't sense their spiritual sense at all!"

The old man seemed to be crazy and said nonsense, and the preface did not match the afterword. Suddenly, he raised his head again and asked very seriously: "Young man, let me ask you, you just said that you have seen those two swords, what does the person who uses these two swords look like, and what is his cultivation?"

Lin Yizhi thought for a while and said: "The owner of the Heavenly Sealing Sword is now known as one of the four great decents of Xiuzhen, Ling Yijian, the master of the Sword Valley Valley, dressed in red, with a weird yin and yang, and it looks like he is in his thirties, but his hair is indeed completely white. It seems that Xiuwei is at least a Mahayana cultivator! However, his behavior is indeed indistinguishable from right and wrong, black and white are reversed, and what kind of family is upright?"

"As for the owner of the Cangli Divine Sword...... Lin Yizhi's eyes suddenly appeared in front of Lin Yizhi's eyes, and the woman with a dark blue dress and a peerless face like snow slowly floated in his mind.

Now, she should be under the Lanyue Pavilion of the Phantom Peak, facing the cold moonlight, slowly blowing the red leaves like blood, but has she ever thought about him?

Lin Yizhi was stunned suddenly, and the old man waited for a long time and didn't see Lin Yizhi speak, so he frowned and said angrily: "Young man, why don't you say it, say it quickly! My old man's time is precious?"

Lin Yizhi retracted his thoughts at this time, and said slowly: "The master of Cangli is called Duanmu Ningque, seventeen years old, and his cultivation should be at least seven years old......

The old man seemed to have discovered something, squinted at Lin Yizhi, and suddenly smiled and said, "Boy, this owner is a girl, right! I guess it's still very good, don't you like her?"

Lin Yizhi, who said in one sentence, was flushed, and said busily: "What's the matter, people are fairy-like characters, and the younger generation is dull and stupid, how can I be worthy of her!"

The old man didn't seem to agree with him, shook his head and said, "Not necessarily, did she ever say that she thought you were dull and stupid......?" In the end, it's not ......."

Suddenly, he didn't seem to want to say more, so he flicked his sleeves and said: "Forget it, when I'm older, I like to remember the past, don't say it, don't say it, young people, according to you, the master of this heaven and Cangli, the highest cultivation has not broken through the Mahayana period, right!"

Lin Yizhi finally got rid of the embarrassment, nodded hurriedly, and said: "Yes, although the younger generation has not seen a cultivator in the cave ruin period, but my master is a cultivator in the Mahayana period, if it weren't for Ling Yijian and the Heavenly Sealing Divine Sword, my master would fight with him, and it would not be necessary who loses and who wins." ”

The old man nodded thoughtfully and said: "That's it, it turns out that these two people have not yet reached the cave ruin stage, so the power of these two divine swords can't even be brought into play, although they are Fengtian and Cangli, but because their cultivation is not enough, their spiritual consciousness has not been awakened, which is not much different from ordinary fairy swords." No wonder I didn't sense their presence in the slightest. ”

Lin Yizhi was completely confused by this old man, and he couldn't understand what spiritual sense or induction, so he asked loudly: "Senior, what are you talking about?"

The old man smiled and said, "Young man, remember what I just said about the quality of the sword and spirituality. ”

Lin Yizhi nodded, and the old man smiled again: "Young man, in addition to the fairy swords I just mentioned, there are five swords in this world, which are far out of the category of fairy swords, and their own spirituality and autonomous consciousness are beyond the imagination that human beings can control. There is also a sword, but it was destroyed by the hands of the great god Nuwa himself, the creator of the sword is now long gone, and although the sword was destroyed, its remains are scattered in the world, and there is no trace of it. ”

Lin Yizhi nodded and said, "Senior, what's the use of you telling me this?"

The old man's smile suddenly became a little more remembrance and vicissitudes: "Young man, do you know that when the spiritual consciousness and spiritual energy of a sword gather to a certain extent, what will happen to these spiritual qi and spiritual consciousness in the end?"

Lin Yizhi shook his head and said, "This junior really doesn't know. ”

The old man suddenly pointed to himself and said, "When those spiritual qi and spiritual consciousness gather to a certain extent, they will become the same as me!"

"What do you mean?" Lin Yizhi still didn't understand.

The old man looked at him with disgust and said, "You are really a wood!" When the aura and spiritual consciousness are gathered to a certain extent, those spiritual qi and spiritual consciousness will produce their own consciousness and feelings, and finally transform into a form, and they also have the appearance and thoughts of a human being, as well as joys, sorrows, and sorrows. However, such beings can only exist by relying on this sword, and the sword is broken, just like you human beings, whose mothers conceive their own children, and those who give birth to those lives are those swords! Therefore, these beings conceived by swords are called sword spirits!"

"What ......" Lin Yizhi suddenly realized, it turned out that the so-called sword spirit was the advanced form of the sword's aura evolution, this was the first time he had heard of such a thing, and he was obviously very surprised, but compared to the real identity of this old man, his surprise was even more insignificant.

It turned out that the somewhat grotesque and old man standing in front of him was really not a human being, but a sword spirit! No wonder he could exist freely in this Immortal Hidden Sword Pavilion, and he was so silent, he himself was a peerless ancient divine sword, of course, he disdained the light trace immortal sword in Lin Yizhi's hand

It turns out that his body is this ancient and mighty Immortal Hidden Divine Sword!

Lin Yizhi couldn't say a word in shock, he just looked at the image of an old man in front of him in disbelief, if it wasn't for what he said in person, who could have seen that he was just a sword spirit of a sword?

The old man seemed to expect Lin Yizhi to have such a surprised reaction, and said with a faint smile: "Young man, you won't treat me as a monster just because I am a sword spirit!"

Lin Yizhi hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Where did the old man go, although you ...... Not a human ......"

Lin Yizhi suddenly felt that the three words were a little too harsh, and hurriedly changed his words: "No, no, although you are a spirit, you have been guarding the safety of the Divorce Sect and the people of the world for thousands of years, which is also what the younger generations admire!"

The old man smiled and said: "Young man, you don't have to care, since I showed up to meet you, I don't care about the fact that I am a sword spirit, people are people, they are born, and the spirit is always a spirit, from the moment it is conscious, everything is destined, and no one can change it......"

When he said these words, the old man's voice seemed to have a slight unwillingness. He sighed, and said with a faint smile: "What do you say to protect your safety, hehe, where am I so great, but it's barely counted!"

Lin Yizhi suddenly seemed to think of something and said: "It's just that you are the sword spirit of the Immortal Hidden Divine Sword, isn't that the existence of the sword spirit of the four great divine swords, why ......?"

The old man said: "Young man, you guessed right, the sword that has its own sword spirit in this world has gone beyond the category of fairy swords, and then has become a divine sword, Xianyin, Taixuan, Fengtian, and Cangli are all such divine swords, and now in addition to these four divine swords, I am afraid that there will be no fifth divine sword in the world." The reason why you didn't see Feng Tian and Cangli Divine Sword Sword Spirit, I think it's because their master's cultivation is not enough now to awaken the spiritual consciousness in the Divine Sword in his hand, and the sword spirit is in a long-term dormancy. ”

Lin Yizhi nodded at this time, and said, "But senior, how did you appear again?

The old man nodded and said: "Draw inferences, he is a talent, and his mind is also wonderful, my master is the founding patriarch of the Sorrow Sect thousands of years ago, and it was he who woke me up when he arrived at the cave ruins, and now he has been flying for many years, and when he was about to ascend, he had entrusted me with the affairs of the world, so I didn't go to the fairy world with him." Now, thousands of years have passed, and I have always existed in this Immortal Hidden Divine Sword, but I have never appeared, and no master has ever discovered my existence. ”

Speaking of this, a strong sense of loneliness appeared on the old man's face, and he said slowly: "It's been tens of thousands of years, since I and those brothers flew out of the Kunlun Snow Region, I haven't seen what the world is like anymore, maybe it won't be long before I even forget what I look like......

A burst of loneliness passed silently through the old man's eyes.

Lin Yizhi couldn't bear to interrupt his thoughts, and didn't know how to comfort him, he only opened his mouth, not knowing what to say, in fact, he himself was not a lonely person, so lonely that he was the only one left in this world, so lonely that only he could keep the only secret.

Loneliness has nothing to do with time, nothing to do with depth, because they have exactly the same face......

The old man seemed to be sad for a while, waved his hand and said, "Young man, what else do you want to ask?"

Lin Yizhi thought for a while, and then said: "Senior, didn't you say that there is still a fifth divine sword, which was destroyed by the great god Nuwa, so who forged it, and why was it destroyed by the great god of Nuwa? What is the name of that sword?"

The old man said lightly: "The name of that sword is called Hitomi...... But it's a magic sword!"

"Magic Sword ?......" Lin Yizhi was stunned for a while, such a warm name could not be associated with the magic sword.

The old man smiled slowly and said: "Yes, Pupil, the world says, the world's immortal sword is out of the mountain, maybe there is a record of this sword in the ancient books of your Leaving the Sorrow Sect." Young man, don't call me senior, I'm just the sword spirit of a sword, if you like it, just call me Yinsu!

When Lin Yizhi heard this, he said in a low voice: "I...... It's called Lin Yizhi's ......"

Yin Su nodded and said, "Lin Yizhi...... Yes, I have been lonely in this Immortal Hidden Sword Pavilion for thousands of years, and today there is finally someone I am interested in, I wonder if you would like to hear me tell a story?"

After saying this, the vicissitudes of life and a slight sadness appeared on Yinsuo's face again.

Lin Yizhi was originally anxious to find Nalan Mingxuan, but seeing that he said pitifully, he couldn't bear to refuse, and nodded slowly: "Okay, Yinsu senior, you can tell it, the junior listens carefully to your story...... "Chapter 132 Pupil URL :.html Tawen: