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Chapter 383 Where the Sword Soul is

Following the sigh, Lin Xiao walked out of the secret practice room.

In the pavilion of the courtyard, Ning Que was seen standing with a glass of wine, his head raised, and his eyes staring at the scarlet moon.

On the stone table, there are several jars of fine wine. The corks have been removed, and the mellow aroma of wine is filling the air.

"Can't sleep?" Lin Xiao walked forward.

“My thoughts are heavy and it’s hard to fall asleep.”

Ning Que turned to look at Lin Xiao, smiled lightly and said, "It's been like this for the past year, I'm used to it."

"Don't worry, I will take you out of the Blood Spirit Ruins world soon. At that time, you can reunite with Ning Qingwu." Lin Xiao promised again.

At the end, he added: "If you don't mind, you can also live in Jiange forever. I wish you, as one of the eight geniuses, to join Jiange."

Upon hearing this, Ning Que was stunned for a moment. After understanding the meaning behind it, gratitude appeared on his face.

After these few days of contact, Ning Que deeply understood how amazing Lin Xiao's methods and talents were.

It is no exaggeration to say that the eight geniuses of Tianluo County combined are far inferior to Lin Xiao.

The reason why Lin Xiao said these words was to make Ning Que no longer restrained and be able to integrate into Jiange with a normal heart, instead of being embarrassed by being under someone else's fence.

"It is truly a blessing for Qingwu and I to know Brother Lin Xiao!" Ning Que said with a heavy bow.

Lin Xiao immediately stretched out his hand, helped Ning Que up, and changed the subject: "By the way, what does the destruction of the Ning family have to do with the Holy Land of Douzhan?"

Before, Ning Que vaguely said that the reason why the Ning family was destroyed was related to the Dou Zhan Holy Land.

But due to his thoughts, Ning Que didn't say much.

According to rumors, the Douzhan Holy Land was the sect of a saint. After the saint's death, bloody wars broke out one after another.

However, in a fallen place, there are actually countless ruins, and within the ruins, there are many heavenly things.

This aroused Lin Xiao's strong curiosity.

More importantly, the sword soul of Wutian Ancient Sword is in the Holy Land of Fighting.

After leaving the Blood Spirit Ruins realm, Lin Xiao will go to the depths of the Battle Holy Land to retrieve the Wutian Sword Soul.

"This matter is a long story, and it will affect the rise and fall of the major families." Seeing Lin Xiao taking the initiative to ask, Ning Que paused and decided not to hide it anymore.

Next, he told Lin Xiao all the secrets of fighting in the Holy Land.

Thousands of years ago, a saint died. His sect fought against countless enemies. From then on, bloody battles broke out, with endless killings.

As time goes by, this place has turned into a land of blood and evil. Many powerful men have passed down their inheritance and the sect's treasures have been buried under the loess, attracting the prying eyes of countless warriors.

Until a hundred years ago, the Han family rose to prominence.

Han Feng used astrology to discover that there were many ruins deep in the Holy Land of Dou Zhan.

Within these ruins, there are mountains of rare treasures, and everything comes from heaven.

In order to obtain these heavenly things, the seven major families reached a consensus and sealed off the Dou Zhan Holy Land. No one is allowed to enter without their permission.

As for those ruins, they are also hidden by the seven major families and are not known to outsiders.

"No wonder they want to build a fortress. It turns out that the seven major families want to monopolize these heavenly things."

Hearing this, Lin Xiao finally understood.

"Tianluo County is affiliated to the Qianlong Emperor Dynasty. Once the emperor knows that there is such a piece of heavenly ruins in Tianluo County, they will definitely take it for themselves."

"Therefore, the seven major families have joined forces to conceal the truth. More importantly, it is to conceal the imperial dynasty and secretly develop their power."

Having said this, Ning Que let out a long sigh.

As an ancient saying goes, man perishes for wealth, and birds perish for food.

The actions of the seven major families are undoubtedly taking risks.

However, these heavenly things are so tempting that they are worth risking their lives.

"Then what happened later? Why is it said that the demise of the Ning family is related to the Dou Zhan Holy Land?" Lin Xiao suddenly asked.

"There are many ruins in the Holy Land of Fighting. However, they are heavenly ruins after all. They are full of dangers. Even after a hundred years, the income of the seven major families is not much."

Ning Que answered everything he knew and said in detail: "A year ago, my father entered the Holy Land of Fighting and accidentally discovered a strange ruins. The ruins were as vast as an island and suspended thousands of feet in the sky!"

"Um?"

Lin Xiao was startled for a moment.

A ruins as vast as an island, suspended high in the sky?

"The ruins are hanging in the air, shrouded in a glimmer of light. Even my father can't get close. What's even more weird is that there is an ancient sword suspended in the center of the ruins!"

"According to what my father said, that ancient sword seems to have life, constantly exuding the breath of soul. Moreover, it seems to be sealed and can never leave the ruins."

Ding!

Hearing this, Lin Xiao's heart trembled and he hurriedly said: "Ning Que, do you know the location of the ruins?"

Ning Duo nodded, stretched out his hand, and took out a map.

The map is a bit rough, and only part of the area is recorded. One corner is specially marked.

Lin Xiao stared at the past seriously and murmured: "Yes, the direction of the sword soul I sensed is right here. In other words, that ancient sword is the Wutian Sword Soul!"

In an instant, Lin Xiao's eyes darkened, and anger surged in his body.

Wutian Ancient Sword, the sword has a soul.

To Lin Xiao, Wutian Ancient Sword was not just a sword, but more like his old friend and brother.

Now, Wutian Sword Soul is sealed. This is obviously someone who covets it and wants to take it for himself.

This approach has already touched Lin Xiao's reverse scale!

"It seems that after I leave the Blood Spirit Ruins world, I will immediately go to this ruins to retrieve the Wutian Sword Soul. At the same time, I will also find the sealed person!"

Lin Xiao was completely murderous.

No matter who this sealed person is, he will kill him!

Seeing Lin Xiao's silence, Ning Que still said: "After my father discovered the ruins, he wanted to investigate, but he was injured by the ruins formation and his life was in danger."

"After returning to the family, this incident was unfortunately known to the Xia family, which eventually led to the annihilation of the family."

After saying that, Ning Que couldn't help but sigh.

Lin Xiao calmed down the anger in his heart, reached out and patted Ning Que's shoulder, and said softly: "The dead are gone, the living are self-reliant."

"What's more, the Ning family still has you and Ning Qingwu, so they still have a trace of blood."

"Yes!" Ning Que nodded heavily, clenched his fists, and his eyes were filled with a ray of fire.

After the two chatted for a while, Ning Que returned to the courtyard, while Lin Xiao continued to practice in seclusion.

In this way, three days passed.

On the day of the banquet, as soon as the sun set over the Western Mountains, Lin Xiao followed the Yun family and ran towards the city lord's mansion.

Along the way, almost everyone was discussing the banquet, and the atmosphere was extremely lively.

Lin Xiao was not very interested in this.

At this moment, he is still refining the claws of the Blood Spirit Beast with all his strength, and is only one tenth away from being able to completely devour it!


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