Squatting in the small cave for about half a month, roughly comprehending the Heshaqi book, although he has not yet had time to succeed in cultivation, but with the assistance and reference, the pure yang true yuan has made great progress, and the cultivation realm of the Jindan realm has also been stabilized a lot, calculating that the door to cross is opened, and there is only less than half a month left, he finally couldn't help but leave the cave.

Edgeworth was only a few miles, leaning down to look, there was a temple in sight, and when he got closer, he clearly saw that the temple was not very large, and the temple walls had collapsed. Only one of the two temple doors fell to the ground, eroded by wind and rain, and the paint on the door had fallen off. There is a bell tower in the courtyard, and only two of the four windows remain. On the large wooden frame downstairs, there is a large drum hanging, but the red paint on the outside is bright and dazzling. I faintly saw four coffins parked in the hall. This dilapidated temple is thought to have been without an abbot for many years, so it has fallen into such a decay.

Yang Xiao was slightly stunned, and suddenly remembered, isn't this the place where Li Yingqiong obtained the Ziying Sword in the original book?

"Li Yingqiong, it can't be such a coincidence, right?" This scene is really familiar, Yang Xiao swept around, and saw the back of the temple, there is a large plum forest, at this moment it is the season when the plum blossoms are in full bloom, the sun is lazily spread on the flowers, there is a faint reflection of the halo, the breeze hits, the blowing flowers and snow fluttering, the nose is full of fragrance.

This is it, yes!

Affirming his conjecture, Yang Xiao couldn't help but hesitate for a while, since he knew that it was here, and besides, the Ziying Sword was in front of his eyes, should he take it by the way? No, it was a pity that there was an ancient divine weapon that was better than the Yellow Spring;

What a painful choice!

Yang Xiao hesitated, unconsciously came to the plum forest, rushed to this quiet beauty, simply sat under a plum tree, calmed down, carried the pure yang true secret Xuangong, and entered the state of emptiness.

Greed is the source of human inferiority, a little carelessness can kill people, at this moment, Yang Xiao is greedy, and has to forcibly restrain and suppress it.

Gradually, the night came, a bright moon took off, and the quiet beauty under the moon was extraordinarily attractive.

Yang Xiao was concentrating on carrying Xuan Gong, and suddenly, an exclamation woke him up, subconsciously frowned, stood up, opened his eyes, ignored the black night, and saw that under the moonlight, in the broken temple, a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl fell on the ground ten meters away from the bell tower, it was none other than the protagonist of Shushan's first luck: Li Yingqiong, the master of the Ziying Sword!

At this time, one of the four coffins in the main hall of the broken temple had been opened, and the other three were still clicking, and in the one that was opened, there was a grown skeleton standing up, with red eyes, green hair, white bones, and stretched out two long hands like bird claws, about to walk out of the coffin and pounce on Li Yingqiong.

Although Yang Xiao has achieved success in cultivation, it is the first time he has seen such a monster, and he can't help but be shocked at the moment, and his heart is a little worried and uncertain.

Li Yingqiong really deserves to be the protagonist of fate, she has good martial arts, she is usually bold, although frightened, but still reacted, all fours moved together, even rolling and climbing, the speed was not slow, three times five divided by two on the bell tower, it was inevitable that there was a little regret in her heart, the sword fairy Chichengzi had already told her that this broken temple was a little dangerous, let her not walk around, but unfortunately, she didn't care, and the result led to such a terrible monster.

At this moment, just listening to the following, bang, bang, three loud bangs in a row, the lids of the other three coffins have been knocked away, and there are skeleton monsters with red eyes and green hair all over the body standing up inside the first coffin.

The four monsters were somewhat spiritual, and one of them stood in a corner to enclose the bell tower. Fortunately, the whole body was stiff and couldn't climb, but kept running upwards in place, wanting to jump directly to the bell tower. The constant roar while jumping scared Li Yingqiong's hairs to stand on end, but fortunately, no matter how hard the four monsters tried, they were still a foot away from the top of the bell tower. The hands that were as anxious as steel forks kept waving, and the thick pillars at the mouth of the bowl seemed to be papier-mâché, flying everywhere. At the moment, Li Yingqiong secretly said that it was not good, and if it went on like this, it would not take long for the entire bell tower to collapse, and then it would be the time when she would die.

Thinking of this, the bell tower has begun to shake left and right, in an instant, it is already in danger, the four monsters struggled to collide, and suddenly the bell tower fell down, stirring up dust, when the building fell, the agile Li Yingqiong hugged a wooden pillar, the pillar was three zhang long and straight up and down, and Li Yingqiong fell back and fell to a broken Buddha platform. She only fell, her head was full of Venus, and she was lying on the stage constantly.

At this moment, only to hear a loud bang in the ruins of the bell tower, a monster smashed the stone slab that was crushed on its head, and stood up unscathed. staring at her blood-red eyes, she grinned and was about to pounce on Li Yingqiong.

At this moment, Li Yingqiong's hair all over her body stood up, and when she looked left and right, she saw a sword inserted in the belly of the tattered Buddha statue beside her, leaving only the hilt of the sword leaking outside, roaring, jumping up, and pulling out the sword with all her strength with both hands, just wanting to fight with the monster.

But if a mortal is frightened by fear and exceeds the limit of what he can bear, the expression is not fear, grief, or crying, but anger, and now Li Yingqiong is in an extremely crazy anger, but unfortunately God just played a joke with her again.

Just as she was desperately drawing her sword, she didn't expect that it was not a sword at all, but just a sword hilt, which was placed on the belly of the tattered Buddha statue, which looked like a sword was inserted. As a result, the force was too strong, and the person "swished", and actually fell backwards towards the monster, and the hilt of the sword was also thrown backwards by him. Hearing only a snap, Li Yingqiong hurriedly got up and prepared to dodge. But I saw that the hilt of the sword that I had just thrown was set on the monster's head. And the monster's head was torn apart like a rotten watermelon. The two dry claws, like the bark of a dead tree, waved them twice, and then fell to the ground with a "poof" and never moved again. This accident made Li Yingqiong stunned, and she couldn't believe her eyes.

To say that the monster's head is fragile, Li Yingqiong herself doesn't believe it. Just now, I saw a stone slab several inches thick, smashed on the monster's head, and the monster was unscathed, breaking the stone slab was like breaking a piece of tofu, and the whole body was reinforced and iron. The only explanation is that the hilt is a treasure!

Li Yingqiong picked up the hilt of the sword and looked at it carefully. The style of the hilt is very old, but there is no rust, it is not very heavy when it is turned by hand, and there is nothing else unusual, and my mind is hesitant for a while.

At this time, the remaining three monsters rushed towards her together, but fortunately, Li Yingqiong stretched out her hand flexibly, and ran in a circle between the temple gate and the hole in the wall, Yang Xiao, who was not far away, couldn't help but widen his eyes, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "The protagonist is the protagonist, if those three monsters are a little smarter and let one of them block at one end, Li Yingqiong is only afraid that it will be difficult to have a chance to live."

The three monsters were teased by Li Yingqiong and roared again and again, and when they walked to the door, they knocked down the drum rack against the wall, and the big drum on it also tumbled down, and a wooden box broke out of the drum skin. When the monster was angry, it directly smashed the drum and the wooden box.

"Whoosh!" I only heard the sound of breaking the air, and from the broken wooden box, a purple light burst out, and it only wrapped around the monster's waist, and with a scream, it was divided into two parts. I saw that under the moonlight, in a cloud of green and purple mist, something that looked like a dragon and not a dragon appeared, churning up and down. The remaining two monsters knew that they were powerful, and they didn't care about chasing Li Yingqiong anymore, so they fled together. The purple dragon rolled over like lightning, and when it came to the two monsters, it was only rolled around one by one, and with a rolling sound, they all turned into a pile of white bone skeletons, which were dismantled to the ground.

Li Yingqiong only saw that the soul of the dead was rising, the demon dragon could fly up and down, back and forth like lightning, killing the three monsters was only in the blink of an eye, and he didn't dare to be lucky, if he was targeted by it, he was afraid that he would die and be lifeless.

At this critical moment, a gentle word suddenly came from my ear to remind: "Don't panic, shoot it with what you have in your hand!"

[The third update, the brother who reads the book, ask for a recommendation, collection]