Chen Qiu staggered and sent Qingqing, who was sleeping in a daze, back to the room.

He returned to his room staggeringly.

When he closed the door, he opened his eyes and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

He is really afraid.

When the mountain ghost was holding the sword just now, the murderous intent emitted on his body was real, just like Gongsun Yu was killing those Northern Dynasties.

Chen Qiu was really afraid that the mountain ghost would raise his hand and give him a sword.

If the Shan Gui really wants to kill him, this time he will never be able to escape no matter what.

When Chen Qiu joined hands with Shan Gui to kill the enemy last night, he had noticed that Shan Gui changed his sword skills to start.

That guy is indeed a genius.

It was just that Chen Qiu had tricked him with Xiao Ming once, and he immediately made up for his shortcomings.

Fortunately, it's okay.

Before the final showdown, his strategy for Shan Gui finally reached at least 80%. He has gained the trust of Shan Gui and became Shan Gui's friend.

This is a calculation, yes.

But that friendship is not fake either.

People are not plants and trees, so who can be ruthless? What's more, Chen Qiu is not a ruthless person, he just...what to say?

Compared to Qingqing girl, he is more realistic.

Chen Qiu looked out from the crack in the door. The mountain ghost was dealing with the barbecued venison. His movements were calm and gentle, and he put on the ghost face again, which was no different from the past.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

He turned around and placed the Chengying Sword in his hand on the table.

This was the first time he had watched this hand so close. It is said to be a Taoist weapon left by the Taihang Immortal Gate that was destroyed overnight more than 20 years ago.

From a distance, it looks like a piece of iron fiber.

But looking closer, the sword has some other decorations.

The sword body is slender and the hilt is round.

There is no sword ridge or a conventional meaning.

It is more than four feet long, with three fingers at the widest part of the sword body. The top of the sword edge is round and arc-shaped, but it is only two fingers wide, like an irregular trapezoid.

The whole thing is like a bare black blade, called a sword, but it is more like a thing that can be raised in nature.

The so-called magical objects are born with no slight sculpting.

Chen Qiu raised Chengying with the light outside the window. The sword was light and did not shine in the darkness in the corner of the house.

Waving in the sun, there is no sharpness.

But as Chen Qiu twisted his wrist, an invisible sword shadow grew across the sword holder and turned into a deadly weapon.

It is cold but quite silent, just like a sleeping person who ignores everything in the world. Chen Qiu feels that even a mountain ghost cannot awaken this cold Taoist weapon.

It's just a sharp one.

"What do those immortal cultivators think?"

Chen Qiu stretched out his finger and flicked it gently on the Chengying Sword.

The sword emits a misty echo, just like a special instrument playing on the water surface. When you close your eyes, you can imagine that ripples of water will spread.

The sound is pretty good.

Well, the sound is good, it must be a good thing.

"It's a very powerful thing to make a Taoist weapon, but why don't you give it a plastic surgery?"

Chen Qiu complained:

"The sword is a good sword, it looks so ugly. Hey... why do you have tooth marks on it?"

Chen Qiu's fingers touched the edge of Chengying's sword blade. His expression was strange. Although he could not see it, he could touch it. There were four small tooth marks on the blade of this weapon.

It was like the chewing of the sharp teeth of a beast.

"Qingqing said that the demise of the Taihang Immortal Sect seemed to be because those people who were cultivating immortals were crazy and wanted to capture the strange beasts from the sky and refine medicine. In other words, was this tooth mark left by those strange beasts?"

Chen Qiu stroked his chin and said:

"How come the size of this tooth mark looks like a cat? Is the strange beast from the sky a cat? Is it a nine-tailed cat? Or a fold-eared cat? It's not a big orange cat, right?"

Chen Qiu complained.

Since he held the Chengying Sword, the sword jade hanging under his wrist was shaking wildly.

Obviously, this sword jade was once again hit by Chengying.

But Chen Qiu hasn't quite understood the working principle of Jian Yu yet.

In addition to restraining the souls of the people in the martial arts world killed by Chen Qiu, it seems that it can also capture the phantoms of the people in the martial arts world through contact, and throw them into the sword jade dream in a completely simulated way.

When the phantom that is killed can exist for a long time, the phantom that is touched will naturally dissipate after being challenged several times.

The higher the strength, the less the Phantom is challenged.

Chen Qiu didn't know what would happen after those phantoms were killed in the dream.

But he knew that he would definitely get the answer tonight.

"Come on, baby Chengying."

Chen Qiu chuckled, he took off his shoes, sat cross-legged on the bed, and carefully placed the Chengying Sword on his knees.

This thing is too sharp.

If you are not careful, Chen Qiu will lose a finger or a hand.

He took a deep breath, held his left hand on the hilt of Chengying's sword, and his right hand was placed next to him, with two hand axes stacked there. This would be his "equipment" to challenge Uncle Cha Bao tonight.

The qi of the dantian sinks into the qi, allowing the true energy to flow in the body, concentrate and calm the energy. As Jian Yu's slight trembling, his eyes turned black and then lit up.

Chen Qiu opened his eyes.

In the dream in front of him, it would be very lively.

In addition to the old Taoist phantom formed by Cha Bao, Gongsun Yu and Chengying Sword, there are new "guests".

That Lord General.

And his loyal subordinates who followed the Lord Dutong across the underworld and came to this place.

They lined up like ragged ladies in the club, waiting for Chen Qiu's "happiness". Chen Qiu grabbed the two axes and stood there with the Chengying Sword on his back, looking at them with his head tilted.

"Come on warm up first."

Chen Qiu moved his shoulders and walked towards a masked black-clothed guard in the North Dynasty.

The background suddenly changed in the dream, Chen Qiu and the black-clothed guard returned to the dark woods of Taihang Mountain. The night owls roared for a long time, which was harsh and harsh, and they didn't talk nonsense.

The black-clad guard pulled out the Yanfeng knife and Chen Qiu grabbed the axe.

The two fought together.

Nearly a minute later, Chen Qiu cut off the black-clothed guard phantom in front of him with an axe. This was the first time he had killed his opponent in Jianyu Dreamland.

He was looking forward to what would happen next.

As Shen Qiu looked at him, the broken phantom dissipated rapidly, like a gathering of quicksand storm hovering in front of Shen Qiu.

The light spot jumped, as if calling Chen Qiu to touch it.

"Sure enough, I guessed it right, treasure chest!"

Chen Qiu smiled and pinned his two axes around his waist.

He rubbed his hands like a fly and looked towards the storm of light in front of him.

The moment Shen Qiu's fingers touched the light spot, the picture in front of him changed rapidly, and a trace of memory was forcibly stuffed into Chen Qiu's mind, which made him feel a splitting headache at this moment.

But the pain comes quickly and goes quickly.

Chen Qiu rubbed his forehead and stood up. There were some scenes of the black-clad guard practicing martial arts in his mind.

There are only scenes of practicing martial arts, no other memories, including this guy's name, background, etc.

Moreover, those memories of practicing martial arts were not "imprinted" into Chen Qiu's body, and there was no such thing as using swordsmanship, but just pure memory.

It’s like a martial arts secret that can be used to master this sword technique. Chen Qiu also needs to practice it himself.

“That’s enough.”

Chen Qiu was not disappointed.

He never thought that one step to reach the sky would be like taking souls and taking thoughts, and he would also gain all the experiences and knowledge of others, just like cramming education.

In fact, if Jian Yu is really so "smart", Chen Qiu will have to worry.

As a modern soul in the era of information explosion, Chen Qiu's mind has never lacked any thrilling stories about the rebirth of his own grandfather.

There will be no pie falling from the sky.

Even if it really falls, you have to be careful not to be smashed to death before eating the cake.

Chen Qiu probably figured it out now.

This sword jade is an "information collector" that is beyond common sense.
To be continued...