In the ancestral temple, the atmosphere suddenly became silent.
Lin Huang's mind became tense as he felt the woman in front of him.
"Why can't I be the weapon soul of Setsuna Sword?"
Setsuna asked rhetorically.
"The so-called soul of the sword is the spirit nurtured by the divine weapon. And you are a dead person. You are just a soul, not the soul of the sword!"
Lin Huang opened his mouth and said.
A smile appeared on the corner of the woman's mouth: "I am not the soul of the sword, can't I be the soul of the sword?"
Um?
Lin Huang immediately frowned.
Setsuna shook his head and said with a smile: "None of this matters anymore. What matters is that I am very happy today... This is the happiest time I have had in tens of thousands of years!"
"Tens of thousands of years?"
Lin Huang frowned and spoke in confusion.
The Instant Sword comes from the Thirteen Dynasties of the Ming Dynasty, and the Thirteen Dynasties of the Ming Dynasty is the sacred weapon of the Ming Dynasty. It should not have existed for more than ten thousand years.
So... where did this woman come from?
How did he become the soul in the instant sword?
Her name is Setsuna.
Did the Setsuna Sword make her a success, or did she make Setsuna a success?
After solving a doubt, Lin Huang's heart suddenly arose with countless doubts.
"I no longer know how many tens of thousands of years I have lived. All I remember is that...in the years when I was born, there was no martial spirit in the world."
The woman's voice was deep and she seemed lonely and lonely.
Lin Huang was shocked again.
The years before Wuhun was at least a person from the ancient times. So the woman's life should be...at least hundreds of thousands of years ago.
"That……"
Lin Huang raised his voice, wanting to ask a question that he didn't know how to ask.
"You want to ask me where to go from here?"
The woman spoke softly.
Lin Huang nodded.
In the ancestral temple, everyone raised their heads and looked at the woman with bated breath. They didn't know where the great woman came from and where she was going?
But they knew that the female master's awakening this time was different from the past.
Sure enough, the woman turned her head and looked at the people in the ancestral temple. She sighed softly, then her eyes fell on Beitangxiu, and she said softly:
"He can tell you everything I can tell you about the origins of my existence. Thank you for hunting souls for me, healing my wounds, and mending my incomplete soul for these thousands of years!"
Everyone immediately frowned and looked at Beitang Xiu with doubts on their faces.
Beitang Xiu's expression did not change at all. He just bowed respectfully to Setsuna and said:
"Back then, if Lord Setsuna hadn't taken action, all of my subordinates under Beitang would have been reduced to dust. It was you who ignored the will of heaven and forcibly emerged from the sheath, thus saving thousands of people and us. You can be driven by Lord Setsuna,
It is truly the honor of our generation!”
Everyone became more and more confused.
They only know that Setsuna is the great god they have worshiped for many years, but they don't know what twists and turns the relationship between Setsuna's ancestors had in the past years.
"No……"
After listening to Beitang Xiu's words, she shook her head in an instant. Her eyes as bright as stars looked into the distance, and she slowly said:
"You have your own mission. Even if you have forgotten it after thousands of years have passed, you will eventually remember it. A foreign country is not your homeland. One day you will leave this place and return to the world that belongs to you. I believe that you
Remember! I believe that your ancestors have this kind of blood in their bodies for generations!"
Beitang frowned.
He was silent for a moment...
Then he cautiously said: "Are you saying... that our Beitang subordinates can go out?"
The woman nodded slightly.
As soon as he finished speaking, Beitangxiu's eyes suddenly burst into intense light, and a terrifying fighting spirit boiled over him!
But everyone in the ancestral temple was still full of confusion. Only a few gray-haired old men seemed to have remembered the last words of their ancestors, and their eyes gradually changed from confusion to shock.
"Are you leaving?"
Beitangxiu clasped his fists and asked Setsuna respectfully.
The woman nodded slightly, "I shouldn't exist in this world. Wherever the scabbard is, that's where I will be!"
Lin Huang turned his head, feeling the woman's soft gaze...warm and reassuring.
Even though he already knew the answer in his heart, Beitang Xiu was stunned for a moment. Knowing that it was useless to persuade him to stay, he had to kneel down on one knee, like a soldier bidding farewell to a general.
Bringing the descendants of Beitang’s command, I would like to send you off...Satsuna-sama!"
In the ancestral temple, everyone became more and more puzzled.
Lin Huang frowned, feeling completely shocked in his heart.
Zuojiaming teaches the Qinglong tribe!
Lin Huang naturally had a profound concept about this name. He had heard Song Changling and Xiao Yishan both say that there were four sects under the Zuojia Ming sect.
Qinglong.
White tiger.
Suzaku.
Xuanwu.
And under each department, there are swordsmen on the left and right!
I never expected that this extremely remote and secretive mountain village would have such an amazing origin.
This is a bit too incredible.
Immediately, Lin Huang patted his head and calmed down. He forgot that in this mountain village, there was a scabbard.
The previous owner of the Instant Sword was his senior brother Qin Changsheng.
The dragon head that was killed by the Thirteenth Ming Cult back then.
"Bye now!"
Setsuna waved his hand, a smile lingering on his face. The already illusory body began to slowly dissipate.
"Great God..."
In the ancestral temple, someone shouted. Before the doubts in his heart were resolved, he found that the great god was about to leave, and a trace of panic could not help but appear on his face.
"You will get the answer to everything!"
Instant's voice echoed in the ancestral temple, "In the past thousand years, you should not have worshiped me. It was not me who saved you back then. It was Qin Changsheng, the previous owner of the Instant Sword, who woke me up!"
As soon as the words fell, they completely disappeared in an instant.
But Lin Huang suddenly felt that the knife was three ounces heavier in an instant.
"Great God!"
…
In the ancestral temple, everyone still could not accept the fact before them. After discovering that the moment had disappeared, they rushed straight towards the direction of Lin Huang.
Lin Huang frowned.
But before he could make any move, he just felt stunned.
…
When Lin Huang woke up, he found that he had returned to the courtyard where Beitang Xiu lived.
Everyone in the village is also there.
At this moment, their actions were as before, to tie up Lin Huang and send him to the ancestral temple.
Lin Huang frowned.
This scene, as if time had flown backwards to the past, was hard for him to accept.
However, the next move of everyone was to give up binding Lin Huang, and instead screamed, calling the name of the great god.
And Lin Huang also held the Setsuna Knife in his hand.
The sword is sealed in the scabbard.
This is enough to prove that everything I just experienced was not a dream. It was... a real existence.
Later, Lin Huang's mind was greatly shaken, and he felt the terrifying power of the great female god, and finally murmured: "Could it be...is this the power of an instant?"
It was only a moment of tightness, but it made him experience being tied up and sent to the ancestral temple, the female god revived, and the scabbard appeared in an instant...
Such unpredictable power is too terrifying.
Behind the courtyard, Beitang Xiu sighed lonely, patted Beitang Qing'er on the shoulder, and said: "Take him away from here, away from the Beiming Giant Shark, and away from Haohai!"
"oh!"
Beitang Qing'er nodded with a dazed look on her face.
…
In the unknown place, Li Baiyi, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly opened his eyes.
The long sleeves of his white clothes flicked, and on the chessboard in front of him, there was a scene of Lin Huang leaving the small mountain village. Then he frowned in a rare way.
He hits the chessboard with his chess pieces, as if he is thinking about something.
He stared at Lin Huang's instant knife for a long time, and then murmured speculatively: "Qin Changsheng... you are an uneducated and reckless man, and you are actually making plans? I was not optimistic about him before, so you have to personally pave the way for this little junior brother of yours."