At this time, the sky was about to dawn, and the deserted woods were still there. Zhao Jin and the others stood in the woods and said goodbye to each other. Several people climbed out of the hole in the side room. After everyone came out, the hole was blocked by the three brothers of the Xie family.
"Everyone, I bid farewell to you, monk, and welcome you all to Dongshan Temple. Monks don't lie. The vegetarian food in Dongshan Temple is very delicious."
"Okay, I'll definitely come and visit you when you have time."
"Everyone, just say goodbye!"
It was so late, and after a hard battle, they certainly wouldn't listen to Luo Xiaopang and go have a big meal. After a quick greeting, they went their separate ways. There was no need to get entangled, and they would meet again if they were destined.
Zhao Jin returned home and left a light for him in front of the door. As soon as he entered the inner room, there was hot porridge on the table. When he opened the lid of the pot, a wisp of hot steam slowly floated up.
Seeing this scene, Zhao Jin felt very warm in his heart, as if the warmth of the porridge flowed down his esophagus and into his heart.
"You're back? There's some ginger soup in the kitchen pot. I'll get it for you."
Song Lie opened the door and saw Zhao Jin, who was drinking porridge. His face was filled with relief and the distress hidden deep in his eyes.
"Jin'er, don't blame Uncle Song. Your destiny is destined to be different from others. You can't live like an ordinary person. You were born to be a king. The road to becoming a king is rugged and bumpy. I must train you hard to make you a king." Fight your way through the world of the future where the weak will eat the strong..."
With this thought in mind, he served the hot ginger soup to Zhao Jin.
After having enough soup and rice, Zhao Jin started to talk about the gains from this trip.
"Uncle Song, let me give you a gift. You will definitely like it."
Zhao Jin took out the thousand-year-old flying sword from the large package he brought back. He didn't plan to tell anyone the secret of the Demon Refining Pot just yet. After all, it was somewhat related to his identity as a time traveler.
"Hey, it's a hand knife from the Song Dynasty. It's a longer and improved version. It's not bad. Our Jin'er has grown up and she still thinks about Uncle Song, hahahahaha!"
Song Lie took the sword, pulled out the scabbard, and looked at the blade carefully, and then he knew how precious this sword was.
"Hehe, I must be thinking about Uncle Song!"
Zhao Jin giggled, but his eyes turned bright.
"Uncle Song, I haven't tried the spiritual conductivity of this knife, so do you want to try it?"
Seeing Zhao Jin's expectant expression, how could Song Lie not know what Zhao Jin wanted to do, so he laughed and granted his wish.
"Good boy, then Uncle Song will try this knife on you today!"
Song Lie took out the sword and strode out. This sword was also spiritual. He seemed to have a premonition of the majestic momentum of his new master. He also trembled with excitement. If he listened close to his ears, he could hear the bursts of swords. The sound is like a tiger roaring in the forest.
"okay!"
When Zhao Jin saw Song Lie agreeing, he ran out after him.
"Wu Song!"
"The general is here!"
In the small stone courtyard, Song Lie and Wu Song stood opposite each other. Wu Song was holding a snowflake iron sword, which was taller than the courtyard wall. He stared at his lord with eager eyes. He was so excited in his heart that he was eager to try.
"My lord, it's rare for me to fight against you, so I won't be polite!"
"Haha, come on!"
Song Lie stamped his feet, and a red barrier spread out from the center of his feet, covering the entire courtyard.
Fortunately, there is a large formation in this small stone courtyard, which can block the movement and atmosphere in the courtyard. Otherwise, I don't know how many big shots in Xinhai City would be alarmed.
Without making a sound, Song Lie's spiritual energy spurted out from his hand, covering the entire hand knife. The sword was filled with spiritual energy, and a dark tiger immediately condensed and appeared behind Song Lie.
Because the spiritual energy was too strong, the surrounding air trembled, dyeing Song Lie's whole body in large areas of red.
At this time, Song Lie was like a living king of hell who had walked out of the fiery hell, so majestic!
Looking at Wu Song opposite, his hair in the front covers his eyebrows, and his hair in the back is jagged. The zhizhidao is like a dark cloud covering the body, and the variegated sash is like a flower python wrapped around it.
The band on the forehead is bright, and the eyes are vaguely blazing; the mantle and coat on the body are colorful, like copper tendons and iron bones. There are two swords in the sword, and there is murderous intent in the autumn; there are hundreds of parietal bones, and the sad wind is all over the road where you are thinking.
The eating Rakshasa must hand over his hand, and the Dharma Protector Vajra also frowns.
"Erlang, come!"
"good!"
Song Lie called for Wu Song to take action first, but Wu Song looked like he was facing a formidable enemy. He pulled out his sword with both hands, shouted loudly, and rushed towards Song Lie. "Good guy, that posture really didn't spare any hands. He couldn't." He is really your own lord!
Just as he was about to hit Song Lie, Wu Song crossed his swords, and a white-fronted tiger with an eye-catching appearance appeared behind him. With a wave of his swords, he rushed forward.
On the other hand, Song Lie remained motionless. Mount Tai collapsed in front of him without a moment's notice, and he was not surprised when it suddenly happened.
It wasn't until the tiger pounced that he slowly raised his knife, seemingly slowly but actually very quickly. The black tiger behind him, accompanied by endless flames, roared and rushed towards the striking white-fronted tiger.
"boom!"
The two tigers collided, roaring suddenly. After the violent collision, Wu Song flew backwards for a few steps, while Song Lie remained motionless.
"Good knife!"
Song Lie looked at the sword in his hand and admired it, his eyes full of satisfaction.
"So let's call you 'Black Tiger'!"
"My lord's strength is really unfathomable, and Song is far inferior."
Wu Song stopped and knelt down on one knee towards Song Lie, cupping his fist and saluting.
After hearing this, Song Lie shook his head and fell into a trance.
"Erlang is overly praised. How can I be considered unfathomable? I am still far inferior..."
The two of them are over, but Zhao Jin next to them is a little dissatisfied. Is this the end? That's it? I've prepared the peanut and melon seed mineral water. Why don't you just give it to me?
Even the look he was looking at Wu Song was wrong. His expression seemed to be saying: "What you're fighting here isn't about fighting, it's about human nature!"
Wu Song ignored his young master's eyes and returned directly to Song Lie's body.
That is the realm after the spirit seed realm, the spirit fusion realm. At that time, the soul weapon carrying the soul can be entered into the body, and there is no need to carry a long spear everywhere like Zhao Jin.
But having said that, Zhao Jin now has the Demon Refining Pot with him and can use it. By putting the spears and soul weapons into the "world in the pot" of the Demon Refining Pot, he can also imitate the operations of the spirit-melting realm boss.
"Okay, it's just a knife test, it's not a life and death fight. What else do you want to see?"
How could Song Lie not know what his boy was thinking? He laughed and cursed and walked back into the house.
"Uncle Song, uncle Song, don't worry, I still have a baby here."
Zhao Jin hurriedly followed, running towards the tumbling package that he had brought before, but actually taking out the small wooden box from the demon refining pot, while Song Lie sat there calmly, holding up the tea cup and drinking tea.
"Uncle Song, this is a good treasure. Can you give me a look?"
Seeing Zhao Jin's mysterious look, Song Lie also wanted to laugh in his heart. He was also quite curious about what kind of treasure it could be that could be packed with the best gloomy wood.
"Huh!? This is..."
Song Lie looked at the small seal sitting peacefully inside the wooden box when it was opened, with obvious surprise on his face, and then he fell into deep thought again.
"Uncle Song, you don't know it either, do you?"
Song Lie ignored Zhao Jin's teasing words and continued to ponder. After a few breaths, he slowly spoke.
"Jin'er, you are indeed a person of great luck... I didn't expect that this evil general Bi Xi would let you get it..."
"Yinjiang Tourmaline?"
"Well, Yinjiang Tourmaline, also called Yinjiang Guixi, I didn't expect that it would be reborn after so many years."
"Got a story? Uncle Song, come on, come on, tell it!"
Because of the battle in the ancient tomb at night, Zhao Jin was a little tired, but now he felt energetic.
"Haha, don't worry, just listen to me slowly... This is a legend from a long, long time ago. You know the dark realm, right?"
"Well, that's where those ghosts stay. The evil spirits that flow out from the door to the dark realm also live in the dark realm."
"Actually, this explanation is not entirely correct. To give a simple example, the world we live in is like a piece of paper. The place we live in is the front, which is the human world, and the back is the dark realm. It is said that the human world All the negative energy will converge into the dark realm. The world has yang and yin, the human world is the yang world, and the dark realm is the yin world.”
Listening to Song Lie's eloquent words, Zhao Jin rubbed his chin, feeling a little clear and a little confused.
"Uncle Song, are we the only ones in the human world who can be positive? Maybe we can also be negative, and the dark realm can also be positive."
"Hehehe, my Jin'er is indeed a very wise person."
After hearing what Zhao Jin said, Song Lie touched his head happily, which made Zhao Jin a little embarrassed.
"You are right. Many, many years ago, some people in the Dark Realm also thought so. Maybe it was just a different cognitive perspective, and there were not so many absolutes.
"Continuing, the Dark Realm is divided into nine realms, ruled by nine ghost kings respectively. The world of the Dark Realm is much larger than our human world. One realm alone is comparable to the entire human world. However, Legend has it that thousands of years ago, there was only one Ghost Emperor in the Dark Realm, and he ruled the entire Dark Realm."
"Because the Dark Territory was so big, he enfeoffed three ghost kings and three Yin futures to help him rule the Dark Territory. However, major events in the world must be divided for a long time, and divided for a long time must be reunited. The Ghost Emperor was not able to rule forever. The Ghost Emperor was unable to rule forever. Although he died, it is said that he left a large amount of treasures in his ghost tomb, so there is a saying that 'whoever wins the ghost emperor's tomb will win the world'."
"Uncle Song, I guess the key to the legendary Ghost Emperor's Tomb is the ghost seals of the three Ghost Kings and the three Yin Generals?"
"Haha, you are as smart as my Jin'er! To be precise, there are three ghost king rings and three ghost general ghost seals."
"As expected, Uncle Song, is this too cliche? There are too many plots like this in TV dramas and novels. Does anyone believe this?"
"Well, there are too many people with evil intentions in this world, but everyone knows that this world was created by fighting!"
When he said this, there was a sudden strong wind outside the house, accompanied by a thunder and lightning, and then disappeared like an hallucination. Only the fallen leaves in the yard showed that the sudden phenomenon was not an hallucination.
"Oh oh oh, I understand, there are no novels in the Dark Realm, right?"
"Hehehehe..."
Song Lie was also amused by Zhao Jin's weird brain circuit.
"Uncle Song, since the Yin General's Ghost Seal can still reappear, it proves that the so-called Ghost Emperor's tomb has not been excavated, right?"
"You kid, stop talking nonsense all the time, be careful you're on a narrow road."
Song Lie laughed and scolded, which was a wake-up call for Zhao Jin. Unfortunately, he didn't know that Zhao Jin's soul age was not younger than his in total. He knew it well.
