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When Liu Xueyao heard that Xingchen had promised to save her sister, she was overjoyed and very grateful to Xingchen, but she frowned and said: "That demon Dao imprisoned my sister in Xianji Peak, which is ten thousand miles high, full of steep rock walls, strange rocks, and ordinary people can't go up at all." ”

Xingchen comforted: "Don't worry, since I promised you to help you save her, no matter how difficult it is, I will do my best." I'm afraid that the magic power of the demon path is profound, if I can't fight, then I can't help it. Since it's to save people, without further ado, let's leave tomorrow. Please go back and rest. Xingchen and Liu Xueyao walked down the attic together.

On the second day, Xingchen entrusted the affairs of the Shura Sword Sect to several hall masters, and left the Sword Sect together with Liu Xueyao.

To the Immortal Peak, the road is far away, and you have to climb mountains and wade through water, fortunately, Xingchen can borrow the wind bamboo to fly, although the wind bamboo consumes a lot of spiritual power, but it is better than walking to consume physical strength. Waking up is generally to travel during the day and meditate at night to absorb true qi and restore spiritual power.

When Xingchen and Liu Xueyao arrived at a place called Jingzhou, Xingchen wanted to sacrifice the Imperial Wind Bamboo, but the Imperial Wind Bamboo did not listen to the call, he went to a refining shop in the city to ask, only to know that the magic weapon was broken.

The owner of the refining shop said: "Your magic weapon is a low-level flying magic weapon, a general magic weapon, you have to refine it often and raise the level in order to look new, and your magic weapon has not been refined, so it will naturally break down if it is in disrepair for a long time."

Xingchen thought for a while and asked, "Then may I ask the boss, which kind of flying magic weapon is used for a longer time?"

The owner of the refining shop said while flipping through the books of refining: "You cultivators, the most used is the flying sword, but the cost is very expensive, if you don't refine it yourself, go and buy a flying sword, this is something that ordinary cultivators can't afford." ”

"So that's the case, then may I ask the boss, are there any old flying swords for sale?" Xingchen still has some silver taels on his body, how can he buy a flying tool for transportation.

The owner of the refining shop pointed to a signboard outside and said, "I have been buying it for more than a year, and no one has sold the flying sword to me. Only then did Xingchen see a sign hanging outside that recycled flying swords at a high price.

Xingchen looked at Liu Xuebi, and had no plan in his heart, so he had to stay in this small inn in Jingzhou City.

The name of the small inn is Yuelai Inn, and there are a lot of idlers who usually come and go. Since you are an idler, you can say something that is boring and inconsequential.

Xingchen was drinking tea downstairs, and heard an idler say to another friend: "Have you heard recently, the outside of the city is haunted, the wilderness outside the city, it was an ancient battlefield, and people in every dynasty will die there. ”

"Drink your bar, is there such a strange thing in this world, it can't be a ghost story made up by someone else, right?" his friend shook his head and laughed.

"Of course there is, don't you believe it? Yesterday there were a few drunkards who didn't believe it, and they bet to go there in the evening, but this morning someone saw their corpses, and their heads were gone, and I saw them with my own eyes when the officers and soldiers carried them to the city in the morning. The man said as he drank.

His friend still didn't believe his words, touched his head and said, "You guy is drunk high again, talking nonsense all day long, alas, forget it, I'll help you settle the account, come, Xiao Er, pay the bill." His friend paid for him and helped him to the upstairs room to rest. "Do you believe what this guest said just now?" Xingchen asked Liu Xueyao, who was sitting next to him.

Liu Xueyao smiled and said: "You can verify whether this is true or not, anyway, you Taoist priest is not afraid of these little ghosts." If there is a monster, you take the opportunity to get rid of it, and say that not necessarily, and that there will be people who will be grateful to you, do you think I am right?"

"Okay, I'll take a look outside the city tonight, would you like to go with me?" Xingchen looked at Liu Xueyao and asked, he hoped that someone could go with him.

"Of course it's no problem to go with you, I'm afraid that you won't let me go with me?" Liu Xueyao blinked mischievously and said with a smile.

"Of course I'll let you go, I'll be scared if I go alone. "At this time, Xingchen always pretends to be very timid.

At night, Jingzhou will close the city gate after the second watch, so Xingchen will go out as soon as possible, they don't know the way, or the old guard who watched the city gate pointed them in the direction. Following the path he pointed, there was a small path that stretched into the woods.

Outside the city, in the ancient battlefield that used to be flat, there are now many fruit trees, and many corpses are buried under the trees, so the fruit trees grow very luxuriantly, but they do not bear fruit. The woods are very dark, and when there is no moon, there is basically no light, and there is an eerie atmosphere.

Listening attentively, there seemed to be some wild animal calls, but there was still singing in the middle, and it was clear that someone was singing. It was a man's voice that was singing, and it was so sad and desolate that perhaps he was not singing, but chanting.

Who is still singing and chanting poetry at such a night, Xingchen thought, this must not be a person, it is not a person, it is not a person, but a ghost and a demon.

"Master, there are youkai. "Xingchen's magic weapon Life and Death Fang has already transmitted the message to him, so that he can be vigilant, Xingchen took out a few spirit runes and held them in his hand to prevent the monster from suddenly appearing.

There was a rustling sound between the grass and trees, as if someone was shuttling between the trees and grass. The monster was not invisible, but it was hard to spot in the dim forest.

Xingchen recited a few incantations, and a fire flew away, and the fire flew through the forest, illuminating the surroundings of the forest, and the forest was silent for a while.

"Where are you a demon, you have the ability to come out, don't hide!" Xingchen shouted as he looked around the forest.

I only heard a laugh, an old man in Tsing Yi appeared in front of Xingchen, but Liu Xueyao was scared, flashed behind Xingchen, the old man was white-haired, his face was gloomy and old on the one hand, but young and white on the other, he had no sword in his hand, he didn't hold any weapons, his hand was behind him, and he was a master at a glance.

"What is the little Taoist priest doing in this forest so late?" the old man asked.

"I don't wear a Taoist robe, how can you see that I am a Taoist priest?" asked Xingchen.

"If you hold the talisman in your hand, it proves that you are a Taoist priest, but that paper talisman has no effect on me, and you still have to restrain yourself. The old man laughed arrogantly.

Xingchen was shocked when he heard this, he had seen so many monsters along the way, but this monster was not even afraid of the Dao Talisman, but he guessed that its cultivation must be extremely high, and asked: "Did you kill the person who went out of the city yesterday?"

"There are so many people in the world, and so many people are killed and injured by knives and axes every day, can you manage it? I will kill a few people, just sacrifice my sword with blood, so that my sword will not be corroded by the years. The old man seemed to take it for granted to kill a few people.

"You will be punished by heaven for killing innocents indiscriminately, if God doesn't care, I will not stand by, as long as I see it, I will never allow you to do anything wrong! Look at the sword!" Xingchen shouted, raised the multicolored Shura sword in his hand, and slashed at the old man.

Liu Xueyao also raised her sword, followed behind him, and attacked the old man together.

The old man's face turned cold, and he turned into a giant sword more than three feet long, like Xingchen and Liu Xueyao who killed him.

"Could it be that this old guy has cultivated to the point where man and sword are one?" Xingchen thought as he fought hard.

Suddenly, the sword qi in the forest reverberate, the sword light fluctuated, the awakening dust dodged and moved, the body was agile and light, and after fighting for more than a dozen rounds, there was no superiority, but Liu Xueyao was so tired that she was panting.

"No, we can't fight him, let's withdraw!" Liu Xueyao said.

"It's too early to say defeat, I haven't used real kung fu yet!" Xingchen smiled at Liu Xueyao, recited a few spells in his mouth, pinched a magic force, pointed at the giant sword, and a gravity technique was cast, and the giant sword was fixed and spun in the air.

"It's up to you!" Xingchen threw out the magic weapon of life and death, sacrificed in the air, the magic weapon flew in the air, a beam of purple light was cast on the giant sword, the giant sword quickly contracted, until it became the length of an ordinary sword, and fell to the ground with a "bang".

Xingchen collected the magic weapon, and walked forward with Liu Xueyao to take a look, it was actually an inconspicuous, rusty sword.

"I didn't expect that a sword on this ancient battlefield has also been cultivated!But what is there about this rusty sword?" Xingchen smiled at Liu Xueyao, bending down to pick up the rusty sword.

"We can take it to the owner of the refining shop and appraise it! Liu Xueyao said with a smile.

The next day, Xingchen and Liu Xueyao went to the refining shop to find the boss, handed him the rusty sword, and asked him to help identify it.

The shopkeeper held the sword and observed it for a long time and said, "Congratulations, this is a thousand-year-old flying sword, but because it has been left in the wild for too long, some places have been rusted, come, let me take it and repair it for you." But it costs three hundred and fifty taels of silver. ”

It turned out to be a flying sword, how could Xingchen not expect to accidentally get a flying sword, and he asked again: "How long will it take to repair this flying sword?"

"It will take about three to five days to repair, and you only need to bring three hundred and fifty taels of silver to get it!" the owner of the refining shop rubbed his hands and laughed.

"Then you'll have to do it!" Xingchen and Liu Xueyao left together.

Xingchen and Liu Xueyao stayed in the inn in Jingzhou for a few days, and then went to the refining shop to get the sword. The shopkeeper took out the sword and showed it to Xingchen, but saw that the flying sword was completely new.

"How is this flying sword used?" Xingchen asked.

"You cultivators, do you still not know how to use the flying sword? I only know that it can fly in the sky against the wind, and it can take the head of the enemy thousands of miles away. The shopkeeper replied with a smile.

Xingchen paid the silver, arched his hand and said: "Thank you for repairing the flying sword for me, I have to figure out the function and usage of this flying sword myself." ”