Blood splattered on the little girl's face, and the fear of death and the departure of her loved ones were filled with complex emotions in the little girl's eyes.
The soldiers looked at the little girl and seemed to be discussing something. Then one of them walked over and wanted to take the little girl away.
The ferocious smile was frightening. The little girl shouted loudly, but no one responded.
Ye Ling instinctively wanted to step forward, but found that everything in front of him was just an illusion and he could not interfere.
Fortunately, a figure appeared behind the little girl. It was a young man in black. The sword in his hand was full of blood. Just a cold light flashed, and the heads of the soldiers were separated, and they died sadly.
The boy ignored the little girl, turned around and left.
The middle-aged man on the ground was not completely dead yet. He said something to the little girl before he died.
The little girl was in a dilemma and hurriedly chased the young man in black. The young man in black didn't pay attention, but he didn't refuse either.
In order to show that she would not hold back, the little girl also picked up a knife that she was holding hard, which looked a little funny.
Along the way, the young man in black was invincible. No matter who dared to step forward, he would be killed with one sword without any hesitation, and no one dared to step forward to stop him.
In this way, he took the little girl through the war.
Time has passed, and the little girl has grown up a lot. She lives in a mountain forest with the grown-up young man in black.
The young man in black taught her swordsmanship, taught her how to practice, and became a monk.
The little girl seems to have fallen in love with this person. This is Ye Ling's feeling.
Once, the little girl went out and brought back a sacred tree. She showed it off to the young man in black, but the young man ignored it.
Later, the little girl whittled this sacred tree every day for a whole year, and finally whittled it into a wooden sword.
"This...is this?"
Ye Ling looked at the wooden sword behind him. Isn't it exactly the one that the little girl had whittled into his hand?
The little girl gave the wooden sword to the young man in black. Although the young man in black did not express his gratitude, he has been using the wooden sword since then.
The scene changed again, and the little girl had grown into a big girl. Her clothes were as white as snow and her appearance was moving.
She and the young man were hunted down by a group of monks, and the young man killed everyone. Unknown how many people died in his hands, and finally alerted the strong men of each sect.
In the battle with Dang Nengde, the young man was seriously injured.
The woman in white tried her best to save him, but was also injured and left with hidden diseases.
The two of them ran all the way to the southern region and met the rat tribe who were also being hunted. Later, some demon clan members of the rat clan were rescued by the woman in white and brought them to the tomb of the demon saint.
The scene changed again. I don't know how long it had passed. The young man's cultivation had reached the celestial realm, but the woman in white could no longer improve due to her injuries.
The young man left. He wanted to return to the Eastern Region to find the elixir that could cure the woman in white and take revenge on the sect that hunted them.
But after leaving, he never came back, and the woman in white never saw him again until her death.
Perhaps her obsession touched a ray of soul of Demon Saint Bai Ling and helped her leave a lingering memory in the tomb of Demon Saint.
And what Ye Ling saw was her remnant!
"So, this wooden sword was given to the Sword Ancestor by this woman!"
When Ye Ling thought of this, the time and space around him changed, as if he was in darkness. The woman in white approached slowly, her eyes fell on the wooden sword, her eyes full of nostalgia.
Ye Ling said: "Senior, Senior Sword Ancestor has ascended to the upper realm. He left this sword in the lower realm, but I don't know why."
The woman in white didn't say anything. She stretched out her hand and a piece of khaki cloth appeared in front of Ye Ling.
"Sword Picture!"
The sword diagram in Ye Ling's sea of consciousness shone brightly, and flew out uncontrollably at this moment, merging with the sword diagram.
In an instant, streams of sword energy swept out, and countless sharp edges turned into villains in the void, and continued to demonstrate sword moves.
Ye Ling hurriedly sat down and meditated, not too long
After a long time, those sharp edges condensed into the figure of Sword Ancestor, dressed in fluttering white clothes, with deep and arrogant eyes.
But when he saw the woman in white, his expression was obviously slightly startled, with guilt and joy mixed inextricably.
Unexpectedly, the woman in white smiled sweetly and suddenly said, "You look better in white clothes!"
Jianzu didn't answer, and forced a smile, as if it was his best effort.
The figure of the woman in white disappeared. Sword Ancestor reached out and pointed at Ye Ling. A white light entered his body, and countless memories emerged in Ye Ling's mind:
"A group of demons will fight for hundreds of times, and no trace of their lives will be left; drink enough of the enemy's blood, and return to their true nature!"
Ye Ling instantly understood that the sword style recorded on this sword map was called Jianfeng Wuhen, and it was created by the sword ancestor in thousands of battles with the demon clan in the southern region. This sword seems to have no deliberate intention at all. It is used entirely based on the nature of killing. It is like a true return to nature, which is completely appropriate for the word killing.
However, when Ye Ling observed this sword, he did not realize the bloody meaning in it at all. It seemed that the sword was struck not for killing, but for protection!
"It seems that when the Sword Ancestor was in the Southern Territory, he protected many living beings and drew his sword to kill them. This is why the bloody meaning of this sword is not heavy."
Ye Ling thought, maybe the descendants of the Rat Clan were blessed by the Sword Ancestor, so the remnant soul of the woman in white could remain in this tomb.
Ye Ling crossed his legs and understood the sword style, but he didn't know that the figure of the sword ancestor had disappeared.
In an unknown space, the woman in white looked at the figure of Sword Ancestor, her face already filled with tears, and a woman's figure also appeared behind her.
"Although we are all lost together, why don't we dare to meet each other?"
Hearing this, the woman in white smiled slightly and said, "I know he is living a good life. Ye has seen him. This is enough in this world. After all, there is no place for me."
As she spoke, the figure of the woman in white disappeared little by little, completely leaving this world.
The other woman sighed and said, "You two still have each other in your hearts after all, but that Jin Chanzi has already forgotten me."
…………
In another world, Bai Wuyu and Xiao Wu had already met, and in front of them were Wu Liang, Qing Xu and Zhong Limei.
Wu Liang smiled and said, "Supreme Heavenly Lord! How quickly you guys came to the front of Pindao!"
Xiao Wu sneered: "Master Dao, you should lose weight, otherwise you won't be able to catch up with us."
"Speaking of which, where did Ye Ling go? Why isn't he with you? Did he get some benefit, or was he inherited from someone?"
"You don't have to worry about it now, Master Dao!"
"We had our word beforehand. You won't be able to live alone after receiving this opportunity. As the saying goes, everyone who meets you will have a share. Don't you want to leave Taoist Master alone?"
Xiao Wu shrugged and said, "You see where we have any chance? It's not just like drinking from a Taoist master, we are empty-handed."
Zhong Limei said angrily: "Don't think I don't know. That medicine garden is full of newly dug pits. You have swallowed these fairy medicines. Take them out quickly!"
Qing Xu looked at Yin Ling: "Is that so?"
Bai Wuyu said hurriedly: "What do you mean? We don't understand. You left before us. You took out the things from so many worlds and gave us a share!"
"Fart! I didn't even get a hair out of it, Taoist Master! By the way, these two Taoist friends looked at each other. I'm afraid they took it away?"
Wu Liang looked at Xu Hong and Ning Changge. Xu Hong shook his fan and sighed: "Master Dao, I came in after you. I just passed the building one step faster. Where did I get any good things?"
"Oh? Then do you dare to let me take a look at your storage container to see if there is anything here?"
"Master Tao, what you said is too much. How can you just let others see the Taoist artifacts you store?"
"Hmph! I think you have something wrong with you!"
Qingxu snorted coldly, and then said: "Anyway, your seniors from the human race and my demon race are coming soon, will you give me some money then?"
See, it's not your turn to make the decision. "
Yin Ling looked at Qing Xu in disbelief: "I didn't expect you to be this kind of person."
Qingxu suddenly felt aggrieved: "Yin Ling, I am doing this for our demon race, are you going to collude with these human races?"
"You keep saying it's for the demon clan, but it's only for yourself. Why didn't I see your hypocrisy and shamelessness before? Anyway, when I get out, I will personally inform the elders of the clan to terminate the engagement with you!"
Hearing this, Qing Xu felt resentful in his heart and said coldly: "Yin Ling, you will definitely regret it. Don't think that I don't know that your Xuannio clan has declined. If you can have a relationship with our Qingpeng clan, it will be a big blow to your Xuannio clan." It’s said that the matter is so important that it won’t be up to you when the time comes!”
Yin Ling turned away and stopped looking at him.
Bai Wuyu was anxious and asked Li Zhou, "Little Taoist priest, is there a way out?"
Hearing this, Li Zhou shook his head and said, "I'm afraid I have to go back the same way."
"Brother, where have you been?"
While he was thinking, several powerful Tao forces swept over him, and the expressions of Xu Hong and others changed, and they felt bad.
As expected, it was the strong men from the human race and the demon race who took the lead to break through the obstacles and come here.
"The descendants of the Qingpeng clan and the Blackbird clan?"
Chiwu frowned and asked why. After Qingxu finished talking about the matter, he did not forget to remind him: "The many Taoist treasures in the Demon Saint Tomb may be in their bodies."
Not long after, Qingpeng Demon King Qinghui arrived, and when he saw Qingxu but not Ye Ling, he was confused.
Gu Yuan looked at Zhong Limei and smiled slightly: "Master Zhongli is very capable, but he is one step ahead of me."
Zhong Limei was not polite and said, "It doesn't matter if you come first or later, but we are still one step behind others."
Following Zhong Limei's gaze, Gu Yuan looked at Xiao Wu and the others and said, "It seems that you have got a great opportunity. I'm afraid that you few have little luck and little virtue and cannot bear the heavy weight. Handing over the things here will make you poor." The Tao can make the decision and allow you to take some away, which will be a great gain for you."
Xiao Wu said angrily: "It would be too shameless to take advantage of the situation, old fellow, let's show off if you can!"
"Um?"
Gu Yuan frowned, and a cold air attacked Xiao Wu, but was interrupted by Yuan Ji's angry air.
Yuan Ji said: "Master Gu Sect, you can take care of your human race's affairs, but I, the demon clan, don't bother Gu Sect to take action."
"Leader Yuan, this is a serious matter, so let's leave it to the poor monk!"
Jin Chanzi took a step forward, looked at Xiao Wu and the others, and said: "Dear donors, we meet again. I can't believe that in just a few months, your realm cultivation has improved a lot. Especially Xiao Wu, from Lingxu It’s incredible to enter the realm of celestial phenomena. It seems that the Tomb of the Demon Saint is indeed magical!”
As soon as Jin Chanzi said a few words, the expressions of Xu Hong and others immediately changed, and the eyes of all the monks from the human and demon tribes present also fell on them.
If, as Jin Chanzi said, their cultivation has improved so much in such a short period of time, it means that they have gained a lot of benefits from this tomb of the Demon Saint, and it can even be said to be a God-given opportunity. !
Jin Chanzi smiled and said, "Amitabha, don't be afraid of the donors. The poor monk will protect you."
