A soft cry came from the sword, and wisps of terrifying murderous intent enveloped Qin Xuan. He coughed up blood, and his face gradually turned pale. However, Qin Xuan's hands were still holding the hilt of the sword tightly, and he slowly pulled it upward.
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"Wake it up for me!"
Qin Xuan roared, his expression was ferocious, blue veins bulged, and wisps of blood spilled from the corners of his mouth. His hands seemed to be holding the ancient sacred mountain, which was extremely heavy. The rusty sword seemed to have spirituality, trembling gently, and the sword energy was like a chilong.
The explosion cut into Qin Xuan's body, causing Qin Xuan to cough up blood even more seriously.[
This rusty sword was a great weapon with a shocking attack power. Although it had been worn out by the years and was dilapidated, it was still much stronger than Qin Xuan, which made Qin Xuan look even paler.
"Qiang"
Finally, at Qin Xuan's insistence, the rusty sword was pulled out an inch again. A bright light burst out, and three prism-shaped chips appeared. They instantly penetrated into Qin Xuan's body and merged with Qin Xuan. His whole body was radiant, and his injuries
Heals quickly.
The prismatic chip was actually the ghost old man's soul fragment, formed by friction with the Rusty Sword. Now it was absorbed by Qin Xuan. His injuries were recovering quickly, and he felt that his soul was becoming more powerful.
At the same time, pictures also appeared in Qin Xuan's mind, but most of them were blurred, as if those years were extremely far away, and even the soul marks were almost erased. Qin Xuan just saw the ghost old man talking with a
A scene of swordsmen fighting each other.
It was during that battle that the swordsman fell, and the sword in his hand was inserted into the head of the ghost old man before he fell. However, the ghost old man did not die and fought against the sword to demonstrate the peak principle of the sword.
Until now, after years of wear and tear, the old man finally couldn't resist, and finally became like this. But even so, he still has a trace of instinct to protect the inheritance of the ancient tomb and immortality. He is a... tomb guard.
"My...name...Tombkeeper...Swordsman..."
As the rusty sword is pulled out inch by inch, the ghost old man is gradually recovering. That recovery contains memories, like an unknown nirvana. After experiencing an unknown number of times, the old man will finally be resurrected again.
"Qiang"
And at this moment, the rusty sword suddenly burst out with blood-colored light, engulfing the whole place. When competing with the ghost old man's sword energy, Qin Xuan's hands collapsed, leaving blood marks, and the blood evaporated.
He also burst out with a bright light, and all the soul energy was poured into his hands, like two hands, turning into two scorching suns, competing with the rusty sword. The old man was Yang Guo's master, and Qin Xuan was naturally on his side.
"Name...you want to die..."
Suddenly, a monstrous roar erupted from the rusty sword. The roar seemed to contain the last madness before death. It made Qin Xuan's ears buzz. The blood-colored chilong-like sword energy directly cut Qin Xuan's body.
Xuan was unstable and seemed to kill Qin Xuan instantly.
"My...name...swordsman...guardian of the ancient tomb...the twenty-fourth generation inheritance..."
The empty eyes of the ghost old man suddenly burst out with two golden flames. He murmured in his mouth, and a trace of memory was awakened. At this moment, he no longer attacked Qin Xuan, but used all the sword energy to
All targeted at that rusty sword.
A fierce attack began between the two.
"boom"
A terrifying ripple spread out in a circle with Qin Xuan and the ghost old man as the center, sweeping across the entire first floor of the ancient tomb in an instant. Countless ancient trees and mountains collapsed, and the sky and earth were filled with dazzling light.[
"I am...name..."
The ghost old man is reviving, his body is emitting a golden light, and his originally skinny body is gradually expanding at this moment. His eyes are blooming with golden flames, which seem to be able to burn the world, and his momentum is at its peak.
"Qiang"
A monstrous sword cry suddenly swept through, and Qin Xuan coughed up blood. He pulled out the rusty sword an inch again. For a moment, blood-colored snowflakes appeared all around, and the whole world turned into blood.
Dangdangdang...
The sound was like thunder, crushing the mountains and rivers of Dayue. The ghost old man's consciousness was gradually awakened. He emitted a stream of energy that enveloped Qin Xuan, avoiding the attack of the rusty sword. However, Qin Xuan was close at hand, and he was still more or less still.
been affected.
"puff"
Qin Xuan coughed up blood, but more soul fragments escaped and were absorbed by him. The injuries gradually recovered and became stronger. The "little sun" he now exudes is more than three times more than before.
"Little friend..."
Suddenly, a call sounded in Qin Xuan's ears. It was the voice of the ghost old man. Qin Xuan was startled and then happy. He did not expect that the ghost old man finally woke up, and he would have retired with success.
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"Senior, are you awake?" Qin Xuan said.
"Little friend...thank you..." The ghost old man's voice was full of vicissitudes, but also contained a sense of apology and gratitude. With the recovery of his memory, he saw his attack on Qin Xuan, and the other party pulled out the rusty sword and succeeded.
own.
"Senior, you're welcome. Now that you've woken up, senior, can you control the next scene?" Qin Xuan was referring to the sword. At this moment, the other party was still attacking him. He must have hated him.
.
This sword must have a spirit, but he pulled it out from the ghost old man's head, which was tantamount to ruining other people's good things. How can anyone not resent himself? It can also be said that Qin Xuan set up a good relationship for himself in his heart.
A formidable enemy.
"Little friend, this sword is the natal magic weapon of one of my opponents. When he died, he melted the sword with the technique of sacrifice and inserted it into my head. Originally, I wanted to practice back practice to improve my swordsmanship, but unfortunately, I failed in the end.
If it weren’t for my little friend’s help, I might have sunk down forever.”
The vicissitudes of the ghost old man's voice sounded. He was originally a hero of his generation, but he never expected that he would eventually end up as a ghost or a ghost. The hero is old and can't bear to see the world with gray hair, and he is even more desolate.
"Senior, you'd better stop feeling sentimental and let's conquer this sword first." Qin Xuan was anxious, he was still trapped here.
"Haha, my little friend is a person with a great opportunity, and he is also a noble person in my life. I will definitely not let anything happen to my little friend, and... the ancient tomb sect has once again had a descendant of the Ice Spirit Jade Body. It is really a blessing for our sect.
, my little friend is the successor of my sect... Haha, I want to give my little friend a good fortune."
"What fortune?" Qin Xuan was stunned.
"It seems that what I am practicing should be soul skills. The soul fragments should be beneficial to me. But in that sword, there are fragments of a swordsman's lifelong soul. If I absorb it, I think it will definitely help me in my destiny."
"Ah, come on then!" Qin Xuan couldn't wait anymore. He had just absorbed a few of those chips, and his whole body felt warm and comfortable. If he absorbed more, maybe he could understand the secrets.
Qin Xuan doesn't know anything about the "Little Sun" technique. He learned it by "accidental collision". If he can understand the secrets, it will definitely be of great help to him, because he has now
He is a "mortal".[
"Senior, what do I need to do? By the way, senior, do you know Brother Yang Guoyang?" Qin Xuan wanted to establish some friendship to prevent the other party from cheating him. If he wanted to cry then, he would have no place to cry.
"Yang Guo? Is he still alive?" The old man was stunned, and there was excitement in his voice. He may not have thought that when he woke up in this life, there would be news about his apprentice. He said excitedly: "Little friend, where is Yang Guo? Is he still alive?"
Alive?"
"Senior, who are you and Brother Yang?" Qin Xuan wanted to confirm again.
"Haha, he is my disciple. I didn't expect that he is really alive and can get news about his disciple in this life. It seems that God treats me well!" The old man was very happy. His lonely life was desolate, but he didn't expect it.
How can he not be happy that his disciple can still live in this life?
"Ah, then I feel more at ease. Please forgive me for offending this junior. What is your name, senior?" Qin Xuan was a little excited. The other party would definitely not cheat him. After all, this is a friendship. Of course, Qin Xuan also wants to do it again.
Make sure.
"My name...it's been a long time ago. I remember there was a name a long time ago, for Dugu's defeat..."
"Ah..." Before the old man could finish speaking, Qin Xuan was dumbfounded. "Dugu Qiubai?! Oh my god, is this true?"
"Why, little friend, have you ever heard of the nickname "I"? The old man was also stunned. After all, it was a long time ago. He didn't expect that his nickname could still be passed down, and he felt complicated for a while.
"Senior, of course I know you. Your demeanor is known to everyone in the universe. The world worships you, and the world kneels down..." Qin Xuan was so excited that he did not expect that the character Dugu Qiubai actually existed.
Do you want to be defeated alone?!
That is the symbol of Niu Xa, everyone's idol, although he rarely appears, but in everyone's heart, it is like a little sun, always blooming in the heart, and always worshiped.
"Senior...Senior, do you know Linghu Chong? Do you know Feng Qingyang?" Qin Xuan was gossiping at this time.
"who are they?"
"Well...it turns out you don't know them, they can be considered your descendants!" Qin Xuan muttered softly.
"Haha, maybe it's been too long, and some memories have become blurry. Maybe these two are the named disciples I randomly accepted when I was traveling around the world." The old man sighed.
"By the way, senior, how can you be the tombkeeper of the Ancient Tomb Sect? What's the situation?" Qin Xuan continued to ask in a gossipy manner. He was very excited, and he would soon be able to lift the layers of the fog of history.
, so exciting.
Qin Xuan wanted to howl so loudly.
"This is the agreement I once made with a saint from the Ancient Tomb Sect. Unfortunately, she has already been buried in the world of mortals!" The old man felt that when he woke up in this life, all his old friends were buried, so why not talk under the lamp at night?
A kind of desolation that makes people sad.
Everything that has passed away has passed away after all. Years of love, even a heroic figure like him back then, is now gray-haired and withered. If not for a trace of obsession that lasts forever and is "destined" with Qin Xuan, maybe he will be like that after all.
Live on without being a ghost or a ghost.
Looking back on the past years, this old man, a swordsman who only wanted to be defeated, couldn't help but shed tears, feeling desolate.