There are two important places in the back mountain of Qingyun Mountain, one is the most important holy place of Qingyunmen "Huanyue Cave Mansion", where the astonishingly talented Patriarch Qingye retreated and enlightened thousands of years ago, since then Qingyunmen's crown jewel Absolutely the world, the leader of the pack.
After Patriarch Qingye, Huanyue Cave Mansion became the most sacred place of Qingyunmen, and only the head of the Qingyunmen could enter this place for thousands of years.
The other place is the ancestral hall of the ancestors.
As the name suggests, it is naturally the place where the patriarchs of Qingyun Sect are enshrined. From Qingyunzi who founded Qingyun Sect to Patriarch Qingye to the ancestors of all generations, all have spiritual seats in this ancestral hall of the ancestors, and incense is burned every day. Moreover, on every important day, Qingyun Sect will come here under the leadership of the head to solemnly worship the ancestors, which can be regarded as an important place in Qingyun Sect.
But except for the days of ancestor worship, this place is extremely deserted. When Lin Jingyu lured the four Demon Cultists away and ran into this place, he saw a majestic palace standing on a large open space, with four-cornered cornices, glazed tile roof, and antique red pillars, as if all The history of the past is told in this tranquility.
Bursts of light smoke floated out from the deep and somewhat dark hall. Looking from the outside, one could see candles burning inside, and even the ever-burning lamps flickered slightly, hanging in mid-air. However, apart from an old man in plain clothes silently sweeping the floor in front of the hall, there was no one in sight.
At this time, hearing the sound of hurried footsteps, the old man slowly raised his head and looked here.
Lin Jingyu regretted it for a while. At that time, he only wanted to lure these demon cultists away from the Huanyue Cave Mansion. Unexpectedly, he strayed into the ancestral hall of the ancestors. Here, the spiritual tablets of the ancestors of all generations are enshrined. If they were destroyed by the demon cultists, he would really Ten thousand deaths cannot absolve themselves of the blame!
Thinking of this, Lin Jingyu immediately stopped in his tracks, swung the Dragon Slaying Sword in front of him, and turned to face the fake Shangguan Ce and others who were chasing him.
At this moment, birds in the woods in the distance suddenly startled and made a noise.
Lin Jingyu was startled, seeing that the direction was where Zhang Xiaofan was, he couldn't help feeling worried. But after all, knowing that there is a big enemy in front of him, he forced himself to calm down, concentrate his attention on guard, and secretly made up his mind that even if he died here today, he would never let these demon cult thieves step into the ancestor's ancestral hall.
The dragon-slaying sword seemed to have aura, and the green light was shining, against the face of its owner, it was extremely resolute.
The old man sweeping the floor in front of the ancestor's ancestral hall saw the Dragon Slaying Sword in Lin Jingyu's hand, and his body trembled suddenly.
The four members of the Devil's Cult over there looked at each other and laughed. These people obviously had a high status in the Devil's Cult. They could tell at a glance that this place must be an important part of the Qingyun Sect. It seemed that this trip must be very fruitful.
The fake Shangguan Ce smiled proudly: "Little guy, I think you have good qualifications. Now that Qingyun Sect has nowhere to go, why don't you join my sect, the old man guarantees that you will be prosperous in the future!"
"Bah!" Lin Jingyu felt disgusted in his heart, sneered, and ignored it.
The fake Shangguan Ce was actually not angry, he sneered and said: "Okay, since you want to die, I'll make it happen for you!" After saying that, with a wink, the other three men in black immediately attacked.
Lin Jingyu gritted his teeth tightly, and the Dragon Slaying Sword lay in front of him with rippling blue waves. The magic weapons used by the three men in black are a yellow flying sword, a majestic long halberd, and the most weird and frightening bone sword made of several human bones.
Lin Jingyu used one against three, gritted his teeth and fought fiercely, the green light of the dragon-slaying sword criss-crossed, guarding the spot, he never retreated a little bit, but gradually he was still at a disadvantage.
Lin Jingyu entered Qingyun's sect as a young man with excellent talent, Taoist Cangsong valued him very much, not only taught him carefully, he even passed on the well-known Dragon Slaying Sword to him, I don't know if he saw it in this young man. A shadow of the man he admired in the past.
And Lin Jingyu has indeed never let down Taoist Cangsong's painstaking efforts. In just a few years, relying on his excellent talent and the belief buried in his heart to avenge his parents and relatives, his Taoism has advanced by leaps and bounds. In the past few years, he has become a leader among the younger generation of disciples.
It's just that no matter how hard he works, his practice is limited by time, so he can't be too aggressive. Facing the three demon cultists in black at this moment, the long halberd in the front keeps falling down, and the flying sword next to it is aiming at the air to sneak attack; what is even more troublesome is the white bone sword, which is very cold, under the control of the demon sect person Underneath, it flickered, and every time he blocked it, Yin Qi hit him, and he couldn't help taking a breath and trembling all over.
Fighting for tens of rounds like this, even though Lin Jingyu defended with all his strength, Bimang of the dragon sword was gradually suppressed by the three men in black. Seeing his defeat, he finally took a step back uncontrollably .
The fake Shangguan Ce standing behind sneered.
Immediately after this retreat, they couldn't stop their footsteps, the three men in black were very energetic, and they released their magic weapons. Lin Jingyu was sweating profusely, and retreated one after another, trying to stand still but unable.
Suddenly, the mysterious white bone sword suddenly disappeared, Lin Jingyu was catching the halberd that fell on his head, and then swung his sword away from the flying sword that was attacking from the side, but unexpectedly, his feet hurt and he couldn't stand up immediately. Unexpectedly, it was the white bone sword that burrowed into the ground at some time, sneaked up, and immediately cut a big gash on his right leg, blood dripping down.
Lin Jingyu let out a loud roar, and the dragon-slaying sword slashed down in the air, the divine weapon of the immortal family collided with the bone sword, there was a slight crackling sound, the owner of the bone sword fell out immediately, and a slight crack appeared on the sword.
The person from the Demon Cult who used the Bone Sword felt a pain in his heart, and quickly took the Bone Sword back for a closer look. But at this moment, the other two people's magic weapons had arrived, and with the sound of the wind, Lin Jingyu was on the verge of death, and with the last of his strength, he swung the Dragon Slaying Sword across his head.
"Boom" sounded loudly, strange light flickered randomly, sparks shot out, I don't know where the power erupted from, the dragon-slaying sword blocked the two magic weapons, but Lin Jingyu's eyes were also darkened. At this fleeting moment, he lost his mind for a while, and suddenly saw the fake Shangguan Ce who was standing in the distance just now appearing in front of him, grinning grinningly at him.
Lin Jingyu turned pale with shock, but before he could react, there was a piercing pain in his chest, and an extremely sharp force pierced in, piercing through all the true methods of his body protection in an instant.
"ah!"
Lin Jingyu let out a roar, and flew out, spurting blood from his mouth, he couldn't even hold the Dragon Slaying Sword, the sword rolled in mid-air, and finally plunged backwards into the ground with a swipe, right in front of the old man who was sweeping the floor.
The blue light flowed and gradually dimmed.
Lin Jingyu has always been tenacious. He looked down at his chest, but saw that the real wound was only the size of a fingertip in the bloody mess. But at this moment, a surge of vigor rushed straight into the body, rushing wildly like an indestructible needle, the meridians in the body were in great pain, and wanted to stand up to meet the enemy again, but unexpectedly his feet were weak and he couldn't stand up!
He panted heavily, but Shangguan Ce and the others on the other side were laughing with great satisfaction.
"Little guy, how are you? I only used 50% of my mana to beat you like this, you're going to surrender!"
The muscles on Lin Jingyu's face twitched. It was obvious that his body was in extreme pain, but the imminent disaster made him even more anxious. When he thought of the ancestor's ancestral hall behind him, he didn't know where the strength came from, and he struggled to get up slowly. .
The Demon Sect and others didn't stop him, they just watched the fun like a monkey show.
The piercing pain seemed to rush to the top of his head, Lin Jingyu felt dizzy again before he could stand still, he turned his head and panted heavily, staggered towards the Dragon Slaying Sword in front of the sweeping old man, panting : "Old man, it's dangerous here, go, go, go..."
The old man looked like a person who cleaned the ancestral hall of the ancestors in Qingyunmen every day, his face was haggard, and the wrinkles on his face were as deep as a knife cut. It was strange to say that Lin Jingyu was fighting with everyone from the Demon Cult, but he also stood quietly watching from the side, neither running away nor speaking.
At this moment, he glanced at Lin Jingyu's chest who was walking over, and suddenly said indifferently: "'Lirenzhui'! You are the assassin Zhou Yin from the Demon Sect Changshengtang?"
The smiles of the four members of the Devil's Cult were stifled, and the fake Shangguan Ce's expression suddenly turned cold, and he said: "I didn't expect there to be an expert here. Yes, I am Zhou Yin, and who is your Excellency?"
The withered old man didn't answer him, and said to himself: "The Liren Cone is a rare treasure of the Demon Cult, and it is extremely powerful, but in the hands of a low-minded person like you, it is only reduced to a tool for plotting against people. Disgrace this rare treasure!"
Zhou Yin was furious, but for a moment he couldn't figure out the identity of the mysterious old man, and saw that although he looked trembling, but spoke in a terrifying tone, he couldn't help feeling a little uneasy, and said angrily, "Who is your Excellency?"
The old man sighed and said, "Who am I? Hehe, even I myself have forgotten who I am..." When he spoke, his face was sad and his tone was full of desolation. Lin Jingyu who was at the side said: "My child."
Lin Jingyu was taken aback, and quickly said: "Yes, ex-senior."
The old man looked him up and down, as if showing a slight smile, and said, "Who are you from?"
For some reason, Lin Jingyu suddenly felt indescribable awe towards this old man, and immediately said in a low voice: "This disciple is a disciple of Taoist Cangsong from Longshou Peak..."
Halfway through speaking, he suddenly remembered that Taoist Cangsong had betrayed Qingyun, and suddenly an inexplicable feeling came to his heart, his heart was sour, and he couldn't continue.
The old man nodded, and said in a low voice: "It's Cangsong! He has a good eye for recruiting apprentices, hehe."
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand tremblingly, and grasped the Dragon Slaying Sword stuck upside down in the ground in front of him.
Lin Jingyu watched his slow movements, and suddenly became nervous, as if he was also expecting something in his heart, he held his breath involuntarily.
Those haggard and old palms had experienced countless winds and frosts. When he touched the hard and cold hilt again, he clenched it tightly!
Inside the ancestor's ancestral hall, there was a faint sound of bells and tripods.
"Choke..."
Suddenly, the original bleak Dragon Slaying Sword burst into a green light, and the radiant light was like the scorching sun in the sky, too dazzling to stare at! The old man slowly pulled out the Dragon Slaying Sword, and every time he gained a point, the Dragon Slaying Sword seemed to be trembling with excitement, the dragon chant kept going, and the soul-stirring voice echoed to the nine heavens.
The old man stood up straight, slowly placed Bimang Dasheng's Dragon Slaying Sword in front of him, and stroked it gently with his hand. The calloused hand eroded by the years was as gentle as touching a beloved woman.
The Dragon Slaying Sword roared, even Lin Jingyu and the Demon Sect members who were far away could feel the spiritual excitement of the Dragon Slaying Sword coming suddenly.
Lin Jingyu stared in amazement at the dragon-slaying sword that he could hardly recognize, which radiated an unparalleled brilliance from the old man's hand. And after the haggard old man grasped the divine sword, his whole body seemed to have changed, with an invisible aura surging, as if he was the legendary ancient sword god.
"Child, take care, the Dragon Slaying Sword is not used like you!" the old man said calmly in the surging green light.
As soon as the words fell, suddenly the green light burst out, and the whole open space was instantly covered with green, covering the sky and covering the ground. Amidst the sharp whistling sound, the Dragon Slaying Sword galloped out of the old man's hand, rushing out like a flash of lightning.
Everyone in the Devil's Cult saw the old man's imposing manner, and they had been on guard for a long time. At this moment, they shouted, and at the same time they took up the magic weapon to attack. Only Zhou Yin stood at the end, frowning, but did not make a move.
The three of them almost still used the same method they used to deal with Lin Jingyu just now, the long halberd attacked head-on, the flying sword flew up, and the white bone sword was about to sneak attack, but the old man ignored the yellow flying sword and the white bone sword at all, and the dragon-slaying sword turned into a mountain The beam of light came straight to attack. The Demon Cultist who led the halberd turned pale with fright, and hurriedly took up the halberd to parry, only to hear a crisp sound, the Dragon Slaying Sword cut the halberd in half like ice and snow, without even a single pause , beheaded.
"Hiss..."
While Lin Jingyu was stunned, and everyone looked at him with horror, the person from the Demon Cult was cut in half from head to toe, and the blood rained down. But there was almost no rest, amidst the blood stains in the sky, a green glow that was almost like a demon at this moment rolled up and rushed towards the other two.
The Flying Sword and White Bone Sword that were attacking the old man were so frightened at this moment, they dared not attack, they flew back immediately, and at the same time rushed to attack the magic weapon. It's just that the dragon-slaying sword was so sharp that it arrived in the blink of an eye, and it bumped into it under the noses of everyone.
There was almost no exclamation, the green light drowned the two people, and the crackling sound broke out in a moment, I don't know what happened to those two people
Lin Jingyu was dripping with cold sweat, his mind was almost taken away by it!
Zhou Yin, who was standing at the farthest distance, changed his expression greatly. Knowing that the old man was really a terrifying master, and that he was definitely not his enemy, he immediately turned around and flew away.
Unexpectedly, the green glow was like a mountain roaring and a tsunami, and there was a dark red blood mixed in it, flying past like an electric glow, chasing after him.
After all, Zhou Yin Daoxing was a bit higher than the others, his hands shook suddenly, and there was a faint flash of black air, and the sky-filled green light paused in front of him.
At the next moment, Zhou Yin suddenly turned pale, and lost his voice: "It's you! You are Wan..."
Before the words fell, the mountainous green light that filled the space between the sky and the earth suddenly overwhelmed the black air that was struggling to support it, and chopped it off on Zhou Yin's chest.
Zhou Yin let out a miserable cry, and the whole person was beaten and flew far away, seeing that he was dead.
In a moment, the four members of the Demon Cult who were showing off their might just now were all dead.
The sky was full of green light, suddenly like a long whale absorbing water, it converged on the Dragon Slaying Sword, and flew back to the old man's hand.
Lin Jingyu opened his mouth slightly, but couldn't speak.
The old man shook his head slightly, as if he was sighing something, then took a deep look at the Dragon Slaying Sword in his hand, and threw it at Lin Jingyu.
Lin Jingyu caught it subconsciously, only to hear the old man turn back and walk towards the ancestral hall of the ancestor, and said slowly: "The Dragon Slaying Sword is made of the green crystal of ten thousand years in the extremely bitter place in the southern border, and it can kill countless villains. To use this sword, you have to go forward bravely, focus on attacking, and even if you don’t practice enough, you must also be determined to kill all powerful enemies, otherwise you can’t use its divine power. You should keep it in mind!”
Lin Jingyu was stunned, but seeing that the old man was about to enter the ancestral hall, he suddenly came to his senses and said urgently: "Senior, today the demon sect has invaded Qingyun in a big way, I implore you to take action..."
The old man's body suddenly paused, but he didn't turn around, he just said indifferently: "The masters of the Qingyun sect are like clouds, and the real Daoxuan, the head of the sect, is an unrivaled genius master. With him around, there is nothing to be afraid of." ?”
Lin Jingyu took a step forward, and said in a mournful voice: "But, the head master has already been seriously injured!"
The old man was obviously taken aback, turned his head suddenly, and said: "Who can hurt Daoxuan?"
Lin Jingyu was silent suddenly, he naturally knew the murderer, but at this moment he was asked to say the name of Taoist Cangsong, somehow, there was a burst of sadness, as if if he said it, he would break something with that person. No words came out!
But the old man continued to ask: "Where is Daoxuan! How is he doing now?"
Lin Jingyu said: "The Master Master was seriously injured, but for some reason, he entered the Huanyue Cave Mansion."
"Huanyue Cave Mansion!" The old man's face suddenly became calm, and he looked at Lin Jingyu for a while, but he looked at himself more, and sighed slightly: "The millennium giant sect of Qingyunmen, what are you afraid of?"
As he spoke, the old man slowly turned around again. Lin Jingyu turned pale, and said in surprise: "Old senior, don't you see Qingyun in danger and don't save him?"
The old man seemed to have a sad smile, and said: "Young man, Qingyunmen sect has been established for two thousand years, how can you know the inner strength! You can rest assured."
Lin Jingyu didn't know why, and was about to plead again, when suddenly he felt that the dragon slaying sword in his hand, which was originally quiet, suddenly became hot, as if stimulated by something, the green light lit up again.
Lin Jingyu stared at the Dragon Slaying Sword in his hand in astonishment, and suddenly felt something. He turned his head and looked in the direction of the Huanyue Cave. It seemed to be facing there, whispering in a low voice.
"Born, finally born!"
I don't know when I also looked at the old man there, with a complex expression of vicissitudes on his face, and said in a low voice: "My child, you are very lucky, and you will be able to see the legendary ancient sword 'Zhu Xian' soon!"