The two of them came to a private room. The fat Taoist priest put down his package, then placed the long strip again, touched it with his hands, and then smiled.

Seeing this, Ding Ning frowned. The thing wrapped in cloth was really strange and looked like a sword.

Just as Ding Ning was thinking about what this was, Taoist Hua directly took off the cloth bag, and there was a sword inside.

Ding Ning narrowed his eyes and the sword seemed to be a little sharp. It was definitely a treasure. Although it had not yet been unsheathed, Ding Ning could feel the cold air emitted from the sword.

"Master, can you lend me a sword?" Ding Ning said curiously.

"Oh! Brother Ding has a good eye, and you can actually tell that this is a sword." The fat Taoist priest was very relieved and threw the sword directly over.

Ding Ning steadily took the sword into his hand, and a thick feeling suddenly came up. The hilt was more than one foot long, and the two were the patterns of ancient ferocious beasts.

Ding Ning was very curious about what the sword looked like, so he pulled it out.

"Don't..." The fat Taoist priest stopped immediately.

But it was too late to do anything, the sword body was unsheathed, but at the same time, it also rushed out with a terrifying evil aura. The sword body was trembling violently, and more specifically, it could be said to be excited.

Ding Ning frowned and grabbed the hilt firmly to prevent it from breaking free.

But this sword is really evil. It seems to have its own consciousness. If you want to break free from Ding Ning's confinement, the black evil aura surrounds the sword body, and the brightness of the entire private room has become darker.

"Boy, throw that sword away!" The fat Taoist priest shouted anxiously.

"ah?"

The sword scabbard began to appear cracks and finally shattered into slags. A mysterious black ancient magic sword appeared in front of Ding Ning.

"This sword... has such a terrifying evil spirit!"

"call out!!!"

Suddenly, the sword stabbed Ding Ning like someone ordered it. The purpose was very simple, and it wanted to drink blood.

Seeing this, Ding Ning quickly threw the sword out.

"Bang!!!"

The ancient sword fell to the ground, making a dull sound, but it continued to tremble.

"My God! I just sealed it with the power of the nine ox and two tigers. It's over."

As soon as the fat Taoist priest finished speaking, the sharp edge of the ancient sword pointed at him, and he was so scared that he jumped directly to Ding Ning.

"What is this? It's so evil?" Ding Ning asked.

"This Taoist priest doesn't know much about it! This Taoist priest thinks it is a treasure because it is evil, but... it is indeed a treasure." The fat Taoist priest said tremblingly, but his eyes were inexplicably emitting.

The two of them stood there, and no one dared to act rashly. This ancient sword was so evil, it seemed to be like a life.

The door of the private room opened and the waiter walked in with the food.

The ancient sword seemed to have found its target and then flew towards the waiter.

"Stop it!" the fat Taoist priest shouted.

Ding Ning rushed over with a quick step, then grabbed the hilt of the sword and threw it at the fat Taoist priest.

"Ahhhhh!!! Do you want to kill me?"

This action scared the fat Taoist priest very much and almost jumped to the table to avoid it.

"Come back!" Ding Ning stepped on the ancient sword under his feet.

"Be careful, kid, this ancient sword is the one that drinks blood." The fat Taoist priest reminded.

Ding Ning wanted to pick up the ancient sword again, but the black evil aura that overflowed around the ancient sword was as sharp as the sword aura.

"Swish swish swish swish!!!"

This evil spirit directly scratched Ding Ning's hand, and several more wounds appeared on his body.

If Ding Ning hadn't noticed that he had used his true energy to resist it, he would probably have penetrated him.

A drop of blood from the wound fell on the ancient sword, but it disappeared quickly, and this was directly absorbed by the ancient sword.

"Good guy, this ancient sword really drinks blood." Ding Ning was a little surprised.

However, after absorbing Ding Ning's blood, the ancient sword became much quieter, and it was not as excited as before.

"Boy, are you also a warrior?" asked the fat Taoist priest.

"Aren't you asking for nothing? If I weren't a warrior, could you keep following me?" Ding Ning rolled his eyes to the fat Taoist priest.

Then, Ding Ning picked up the sword. Although this sword was a bit weird, it was indeed a rare treasure.

The sword body is three fingers wide, with blades on both sides, and two words that are not understood by ordinary people on the right are engraved.

"Evil Immortal!"

"Why do you have any words? Let me take a look!" The fat Taoist priest came over quickly.

But he didn't dare to take the sword over, but just looked closer with his hands behind his back. There were indeed two words on it, but they were not the hieroglyphs found today.

It seems to be a text that is even farther away than hieroglyphs.

"Brother Ding, how could you recognize these two words?" asked the fat Taoist priest.

"Go intuition!"

When Ding Ning was a child, he also followed Li Xiaoyao to visit various places and visited many ancient monuments, including very ancient texts.

It took Li Xiaoyao a lot of effort to study and understand what was written above.

The earth has existed for billions of years. Although scientific theories have proved various periods, there are still too many gaps that have not been discovered. No one knows what happened in these historical gaps.

The fat Taoist priest looked at Ding Ning with a strange look, then poured Ding Ning a glass of water, and drank a glass of water himself to suppress his shock.

"Brother Ding! It's fate that you can suppress this sword!"

"It's just the same! Why don't you sell this sword to me?" Ding Ning asked.

Although this sword is very evil, it is definitely a powerful weapon after being raised, and perhaps it can improve your strength.

When the fat Taoist priest heard that Ding Ning wanted to buy it, he immediately smiled and said, "Brother Ding, I think our fate is very deep, so I won't talk nonsense. You are a little cheaper, and 500 million will be yours."

"Five hundred million? Then you should just take it and play it yourself!"

Ding Ning threw the sword back again.

"Hey hey hey!!!"

This scared the fat Taoist priest so much that he jumped up. He waved his hand and said, "No, no, take it away, take it away!"

"It's really boring. Your ancient sword is indeed a treasure, but you can't suppress it yourself, let alone others. Who would risk your life to buy a fierce sword?"

"Brother Ding, this is really indispensable. You know, it was difficult for me to go up the sword and go down the sea of ​​fire for this ancient sword." The fat Taoist priest began to show his miserable consequences.

Ding Ning took a sip of water and saw the waiter coming in just now, and tipped him a thousand yuan, saying, "Forget what you just saw."

"Okay, thank you!" The waiter thanked repeatedly after receiving the tip.
Chapter completed!