Chapter 70 Under the sword, there is a universe of its own (1)
Inside the Zhang Family Ghosts and Gods Hall in Yinshan.
Under the statues of ghosts and gods shrouded in heavy fog, the skinny old man, who was closing his eyes as if to pray, trembled involuntarily. His eyes suddenly opened, and he let out a muffled groan, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
His eyes that opened instantly emitted an extremely frightening light, like an evil ghost that wanted to choose someone to devour, and was extremely furious.
"My Ghost Beast King..." The skinny old man roared in a ghostly voice. He could feel it, clearly feeling that his Chishan Ghost Beast King was dead, and he had also suffered some backlash and been injured.
who is it?
Who killed the Chishan Ghost Beast King?
"The Chishan Ghost Beast King has the strength of a low-level martial saint, but his body is powerful and his defense is astonishing. Most of the lower-level martial saints cannot kill him. Could it be that the middle-level martial saint took action?" The skinny old man lowered his eyes, and his murderous intent was restrained.
Surprised and uncertain.
The strength of the middle martial saint is much stronger than that of the lower martial saints. There are not many martial saints in the first place, and there are even fewer middle martial saints. Who is it?
Which mid-level Martial Saint took action?
The skinny old man was deep in thought. The lower martial saints might not have to worry too much, but the middle martial saints had to be wary.
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"Master, the Zhang family of Yinshan actually did such evil things and caused trouble to the common people. It is simply destroying humanity. We must act on behalf of heaven and eradicate the Zhang family." Yu Jingzheng said impassionedly.
"Let's go." Lin Xiao didn't talk nonsense.
"Okay, master." Yu Jing was slightly excited and high in fighting spirit, but then he was startled: "Hey, master, this is not the way to the Zhang family in Yinshan, it's the opposite."
"Do you want to die?" Lin Xiao asked this Tiehanhan angrily.
"Huh?" Yu Jinglue didn't react.
"There is a hall of ghosts and gods in the Zhang family in Yinshan Mountain, where statues of ghosts and gods are enshrined. They should be higher than martial arts saints." Lin Xiao explained unhurriedly.
"It's okay, Master. I'm very lucky. Even if I encounter danger, I can turn it into a blessing. Maybe I can get a blessing in disguise." Yu Jinglue was shocked at first, and then said with a fearless smile.
Lin Xiao glanced at this silly apprentice speechlessly. He was afraid that he had been very lucky since he was young and had never experienced life and death. He didn't know what it was like.
Because he is very lucky, every time he encounters danger, he can turn danger into misfortune, turn danger into disaster, or even get a blessing in disguise. Invisibly, a thought has been planted in Yu Jinglue's heart, the thought of committing suicide. He is not afraid of committing suicide, but is afraid of not doing enough.
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This stupid kid.
Regarding luck, Lin Xiao's knowledge is far better than that of Yu Jinglue. It is very clear why Yu Jinglue can turn danger into safety every time he commits suicide, and even get a blessing in disguise. It is because of his high luck, but there is an upper limit.
To put it simply, when encountering a small danger, it is easy to turn it into a good thing and get benefits. When encountering a big danger, it is also possible to turn a bad thing into a good thing and get benefits. But what if you encounter a huge danger?
For example, this time, if we really go to kill the Zhang family in Yinshan, if we provoke a terrifying existence that is higher than the Martial Saint, how can we turn danger into good fortune?
Very difficult.
If you want to turn a bad situation into a good one, you must have suitable external conditions. For example, a strong man above the martial saint level happens to be passing by or comes here specially, and by chance, he blocks the ghosts and gods of the Zhang family in Yinshan.
This situation cannot be ruled out, but Lin Xiao would not dare to bet on such luck.
There are not many Martial Saints, and the existence of those above Martial Saints is even rarer. Whether they will appear or not is still unknown. You can wander when you should, but you must hold on when you shouldn't.
Yu Jinglue, a fool, was still mumbling why he didn't go do justice for heaven, but Lin Xiao was too lazy to pay attention to him, let alone explain it to him. If you don't have enough knowledge and knowledge, it's useless to force explanations. If you can understand it, you will naturally understand it.
I understand, but I was confused even if I told you in advance.
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In a large village, wails and screams were heard everywhere, and red shadows flew past.
"All of you will die...all of you will die..." The strong man waved his wood ax and roared with grief and anger on his face, slashing hard at the young man in red in front of him, his eyes filled with hatred.
"Hehe..." The young man in red had a gloomy face and a ferocious smile. He immediately reached out and grabbed the fallen axe, without moving at all: "It is your honor to be able to contribute to the coming of my god, you ant."
As soon as the words fell, a red light suddenly broke through the air and pierced directly into the strong man's heart. The strong man fell back with anger and unwillingness in his heart.
The young man in red smiled ferociously and took out a light red bead the size of an egg and placed it on the middle-aged man's heart. The blood immediately flowed into the bead, and the color of the bead continued to deepen.
Ten breaths later, the middle-aged man's burly body became shriveled, and his face was thin and ferocious. The young man in red put away the beads, and his body flashed and turned into a red shadow again and flew towards the woman who was hiding in the corner with a baby in her arms.
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Killings were everywhere, corpses littered the fields. Each corpse was shriveled and skinny, as if they had been dead for many years. Their eyes were gray and bulging, looking up at the sky. Their mouths were wide open as if they were screaming silently, and their faces were ferocious, filled with anger and fear.
Figures in red were flying around killing people and using beads to absorb blood.
A red-robed figure stood in the center of the village. A pair of light red eyes were staring at the surroundings. In his light red eyes, blood mist rose, as if countless wronged souls were wailing. He couldn't help but take a deep breath and revealed
An intoxicated smile on his face.
"Kill, kill more, collect more blood, our god is coming soon, and this world will be our Blood God Sect's world." The middle-aged man in red robe opened his hands as if to embrace the sky and the earth, and couldn't help but murmured.
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Not long after, figures in red robes flew over from all directions and gathered around the middle-aged man in red robes.
"Master Protector, all 383 people in the village have collected their essence and blood," the leader in red reported.
"Go to the next village." The middle-aged man in red robe withdrew his gaze and said indifferently.
"Yes!" More than a dozen people in red bowed.
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The sky and the earth are dark, and the evil spirit is boundless. There are many figures, and each figure is surrounded by a strong evil spirit, as if coming from a ghost. These tall and strong figures are wearing armor, and their auras are cold. They are lined up in a team. No strangers are allowed to enter the aura, which is impressive.
It's zombies, a bunch of zombies.
I saw a zombie wearing black gold armor with two wings on its back flying from the sky, landing in front of the zombie queue, and roared. The zombies also roared one after another, and immediately started to move, running towards the front, like the tide pushing forward.
It seemed to turn into a devastating torrent.
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"Master, is the wine delicious?" Yu Jinglue asked curiously as he watched Lin Xiao drinking.
"good
Drink." Lin Xiao immediately took out a jar like magic and threw it to Yu Jinglue: "Drinking is like practicing swordsmanship. The more you practice, the better your sword will be, and the more you drink, the more fragrant the wine will be."
"Oh, let me give it a try." Yu Jinglue opened the wine jar and took a sip directly, choking on the wine and coughing repeatedly.
"Hahahaha..." Lin Xiao suddenly laughed, took a big sip, and stood up with his sword. His sword skills were like flying giants, and the light of his sword was like a rainbow passing through the sky. The wind suddenly started and thunder struck, and the fire swept across the forest. It seemed like there was a long river running.
The mountain rose up and the earth was surrounded by a myriad of things. Yu Jinglue's eyes widened and he forgot everything he saw. He only felt that the sword light contained thousands of mysteries, and seemed to echo the world from afar.
When you practice until you feel good and drink heavily, don't worry about it. There is a world under your sword.
"I'm coming too." Yu Jing was slightly affected, his blood boiled, and his sword intent rose. He suddenly drew his sword, and the two swords came out of their sheaths. The sword lights intertwined and danced, and the wind roared and swept in all directions.
As he continued to practice, Yu Jinglue couldn't help but lift up the wine jar again and take a sip, and then he failed. He choked with tears and coughed, and the atmosphere of sword practice that he had finally created was gone.
"Disciple, you still need to practice your drinking ability. Once you practice it, the next time you meet your master, you will be happy to drink with him. I will pass it on to you." Lin Xiao teased while drinking old wine.
"Master, who is the master?" Yu Jinglue's eyes suddenly lit up and he asked quickly.
"Oh, didn't I tell you?" Lin Xiao asked in surprise: "Then let me tell you now, your master's name is Gu Yanzhen, he is the seventh generation Crane King of Tianhe Sect of Tiandi Sect, and he was also
Fengyun Sword Sect, one of the top three dynasty masters, broke through to become a sword master a few years ago."
"Master, which one is more powerful, the master or you?" Yu Jing nodded slightly and asked again, but Lin Xiao gave him a chestnut knock.
What a stupid question to ask, can this question be answered?
It's hard to answer.
To say that the master is better than me, that was in the past. As for now, it’s hard to say. He may still be better than me, but he may not be his opponent.
"Disciple, you have to remember one thing, a disciple does not have to be inferior to his master." After knocking Yu Jing's chestnuts, Lin Xiao had a change of thought and said seriously.
It is not impossible or unacceptable for a disciple to surpass his master. Of course, people in the world have different attitudes. Some masters may be worried that their disciples will surpass them, but some masters are not, and Lin Xiao is not.
As long as you have the ability, you can surpass me. Of course, Lin Xiao also has a kind of self-confidence, that is, it is not easy for a disciple to surpass him, and it is even impossible.
As my disciples are making progress, I am also making progress.
Looking at the Juefeng Sword, it was smooth, but Lin Xiao knew that there were actually cracks in the sword. The tiny cracks had begun to affect the posture of the sword. If this continued, the Juefeng Sword would sooner or later collapse.
Broken, why?
Because the previous attack of the Chishan Ghost Beast King was very powerful, if the Hundred Refining Grade sword was hit, it would probably be broken in one shot. The Juefeng Sword is a semi-spiritual weapon, which is stronger and harder, plus Lin Xiao's power
The protection was not broken, but it was still unavoidable to be damaged under multiple attacks.
"Perhaps, I can refine it again." Lin Xiao had a sudden idea and took out the yin-attributed black gold that had been used to refine the Ghost Army's armor. He planned to refining these black gold and the Juefeng sword to enhance the absolute sword as much as possible.
The strength of the sword would be even better if it could be refined into a spiritual weapon.
Thinking of this, Lin Xiao started refining without hesitation.