Yang Feng looked at everything that happened in front of him, but he did not act rashly. This was the first time for him to use such a shocking method. In an instant, he thought of his mother.

If this sword spirit could really cure his mother's strange disease, then Yang Feng would be willing to sacrifice everything.

But as soon as the thought arose in Yang Feng's mind, it was instantly extinguished.

There was something strange everywhere in this ancient sword town. He couldn't easily believe in this sword spirit until he found out more about it.

After the old woman left with her child, Yang Feng didn't stay much. The first priority was the altar.

He arrived at the stairs leading to the altar with ease. At this time, Yang Feng remained highly vigilant and used the concealment technique to completely blend his body into the night.

But when he stepped onto the first step, the concealment technique taught to him by Canxian became ineffective.

"This, this method of concealment has been broken?"

The surprise on Yang Feng's face was clear. For the first time since the beginning, the concealment technique didn't work.

But this did not stop him from moving forward. After appearing, Yang Feng stopped coy and simply charged towards the top of the altar.

When he rushed to the second step, he did not encounter the old man from the daytime, which made Yang Feng breathe a sigh of relief.

Even through the Qiankun Bag, he could feel the strange movements of the Lingsha Sword.

The closer you get to the altar, the stronger the movement becomes.

Whizzing!

The Lingsha Sword flew directly out of the Qiankun Bag and went straight to the top of the altar.

Yang Feng stared in the direction of the Lingsha Sword.

Just when the Spiritual Evil Sword was less than one foot away from the top of the altar, there was just a "bang" sound. The Spiritual Evil Sword, which was floating in the air, landed on the steps only one step away from the altar without any warning.

There was no movement.

"What's going on? Is there some power on this altar that interferes with the Lingsha Sword?"

Yang Feng looked at the Lingsha sword that fell on the steps without any warning. After thinking for a while, he said with a speculative tone.

Yang Feng's eyes were looking towards the Lingsha Sword, but the movements of his feet were not slow.

Just after he stepped up a few steps, the steps where the Lingsha Sword was originally were empty, but at that moment a figure actually appeared out of thin air, picked up the Lingsha Sword on the steps, and then raised his eyes to take a look just halfway

Yang Feng.

Then the figure disappeared on the steps, as if it had never appeared before.

"Stop! Don't go!"

Seeing the Lingsha Sword being taken away by the opponent, Yang Feng increased the speed of his feet to the extreme, but it was still a step too late. When he arrived, the figure and the Lingsha Sword had disappeared.

Yang Feng still refused to give up. He looked around and found that there was no ghost around him, so he turned his attention to the altar.

There is an ancient statue on this altar. Due to its age, its true appearance cannot be clearly seen. Only by looking at the body shape, one can vaguely tell that it is a woman.

Yang Feng took a step forward and was about to land beside the statue when a withered yellow hand clamped down on his throat. He was completely defenseless and a feeling of suffocation enveloped his heart.

"You, you...are..."

Before Yang Feng could finish speaking intermittently, the owner of this withered yellow hand was taken away from this place together with Yang Feng.

This is a dark world, and at the end of the darkness, some stars can be vaguely seen.

Yang Feng tried hard to open his eyes wide, trying to see this place more clearly.

But no matter what method he tried, it was of no avail. The world around him was still dark and he couldn't see his fingers.

Just when he took the first step.

Blah, blah.

Surprisingly, while he was unconscious, he was shackled. Yang Feng's hands were also handcuffed tightly, and his neck was also tied with a chain.

"Drink!"

Yang Feng used his physical strength to get rid of the handcuffs and shackles, but found that the chains that should have been easily broken seemed to have taken root. No matter how hard Yang Feng tried, he could not break them.

"Who is that in front of me? Where is this place?"

Yang Feng struggled for a while, and after realizing that his efforts were in vain, he pretended to accept his fate, but in fact he wanted to recharge his batteries and see what medicine the other party was selling.

But the other party didn't seem to hear it. He turned a deaf ear to Yang Feng's words and just led Yang Feng forward.

I do not know how long it has been.

The originally dark night suddenly burst out with a dazzling light, as if it was about to tear the night into pieces.

The dark night was replaced by a dazzling light, when the surrounding environment was illuminated by this mysterious light.

Yang Feng found himself in a cemetery at this time. To be precise, all the coffins visible to the naked eye around him were coffins, and they were all open coffins.

Especially for an atheist like Yang Feng, he began to silently recite "God's blessing" in his heart.

"Lord Sword Spirit, the criminal Yang Feng has been brought here."

I saw the largest coffin in front of me, and a tomb door suddenly rose up, like an ancient palace.

Seeing this, Yang Feng didn't have the courage to continue looking. What else could be in the coffin, other than a dead person? The shock he experienced today was more than what he had experienced in the past eighteen years combined.

The tomb door of the coffin opened, and a peerless beauty, untainted by the secular world, pure white and flawless, shrouded in the hazy moonlight, stepped out.

"Is this your sword?"

Yang Feng, who had his eyes closed tightly, heard a voice that made people's hearts tremble, and couldn't help but open one eye curiously.

At this sight, Yang Feng was deeply attracted, almost infatuated with love, but because of the influence of Pan Xuan and Gu Qianqian, he did not fall.

"Well, this is my Lingsha Sword, what's wrong?"

Originally, he was holding back a lot of anger, but in front of such a beautiful woman, Yang Feng held it in for a long time, thinking about countless angry scenes, and was completely defeated in front of his absolute appearance.

"The Lingsha Sword must have been attracted by this material!"

This hazy figure slowly took out his left hand, revealing a green stone in his palm.

"It is indeed the Blue Ming Stone."

Yang Feng recognized at a glance that the green stone in the opponent's hand was indeed the material needed to repair the Lingsha Sword.

"I don't know how you are willing to give me the Lingsha Sword and Qingming Stone."

Seeing that the other party was holding the Lingsha in his left hand and the Qingming Stone in his right hand, with no intention of returning it, Yang Feng simply asked straight to the point.

"Have you understood the meaning of the Destruction Sword?"

Unexpectedly, the woman not only failed to answer Yang Feng's question, but also revealed Yang Feng's secret.

"No."

Yang Feng always felt that something was wrong with the way this woman looked at him, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

As the saying goes, it is essential to be on guard against others. There is no harm in being cautious in everything.

"oh."

The other party's calmness was beyond Yang Feng's expectation.

"I know your identity. Give me the sword and the Qingming Stone. I will pretend that what happened today never happened."

Yang Feng's attention has always been on the woman, because there is only this fairy-like woman here who can make him calm and composed among the dead.

After going out, he had already made plans to contact his mentor, then leave here and go to other places to practice, even if he died, he would not stay here.

"Ha! Have you seen the coffins here? These are the dead residents of Gujian Town. Some of them voluntarily exchanged their lives for the lives of their loved ones, and some wanted to 'regain life' after death. They can stay here and use you.

Assist me with your sword intention, and together we accept the wishes of all living beings,

Isn’t it better to gain eternal life than to struggle in the mortal world?”

The woman offered eternal life to seduce Yang Feng and stay here. Unfortunately, if it were someone else, she might have believed it, but Yang Feng was an atheist in the 21st century.

They are skeptical about words like immortality and immortality.

"Sorry, I refuse! Give me the sword and the Qingming Stone, and I will leave immediately."

"Jianchan, do you know Jianyi?"

Unexpectedly, when the other party saw that Yang Feng was not tempted by eternal life, he directly threatened Jianchan and Jianyi.

"You took them away. Where are they now?"

Yang Feng hated threats from others the most in his life. He would get angry and beat up even if it was just a sword spirit or a real sword spirit.

"A 'natural sword bone' and a 'yin-yang extremely evil body', what else do you think I can do to them? If it weren't for me, these two would have died long ago."

The woman shrouded in the dim moonlight spoke without hesitation.

"Ha! You are very powerful. You have the ability to 'resurrect' people, but you are also imprisoning them in a different direction. How are you going to 'enslave' batch after batch of people who should be reincarnated like this?"

for what?"

Since the words came to this point, Yang Feng had nothing to worry about.

Yang Feng learned from Canxian that there were only two ways to save Jianchan. Now that the woman under the dim moonlight said this, Yang Feng finally understood it completely.
To be continued...