Xiao Linyan threw away his hand, and the black knife fell heavily to the ground, and then a shrill scream came: "Ouch! You killed me, Master Dao!"
Listening to this weird sound, Xiao Linyan hid his body behind a broken pillar, stuck out his little head and looked cautiously at the direction of the sound. The scene just now really scared him. Who would have thought that from a rusty broken knife, a black smoke head would appear out of thin air, grinning at you with bared teeth, and even talking! How can a knife talk? Could it really be an evil spirit born of resentment, as the old man in the village said?
At this time, the strange black broken knife slowly floated up, paused briefly, and then flew straight towards Xiao Linyan's direction.
Xiao Linyan, who was always paying attention to the movement here, saw the strange broken knife floating towards him, started using his technique, and instantly performed the "phantom step", turned around and ran away. That speed is even better than when I was running away among the beasts before!
As he ran, he shouted: "Uncle Ghost, I came here accidentally. I didn't mean to disturb your rest! You sir have a lot, please let me go!" At the same time, he was muttering something in his mouth: "Well I don’t know where he heard this stuff that looked like Buddhist scriptures.
The black broken knife chased after him, and the smoke-condensed head floated above the blade, grinning and saying: "Little baby, don't run away, I'm really not a ghost!"
Seeing this, Xiao Linyan ran faster, and at the same time couldn't help but cursed: "Are you not a ghost? I believe you are a ghost! If you don't run, I will become a ghost!"
He ran in front, and the strange black knife chased behind him. He circled the dilapidated hall more than a dozen times with one knife and one knife. Xiao Linyan couldn't run anymore and sat down in a corner of the hall. It seems like I can’t run away today. Forget it, let’s do whatever we want!
"Little baby, you are not old, how can you run so well? Master Dao is so exhausted! I won't eat you, so why are you running!" The black broken knife from behind also floated up, and the blade undulated in the air. Uncertain, as if he was really "tired".
Xiao Linyan sat on the ground, holding tightly the silver short knife borrowed from the thin monkey in his hand, looking warily at the strange black knife hanging in the air, thinking: If I don't run away, why are you waiting for you to eat it? Who has ever seen a talking knife with a fucking smoke head? I won’t believe you if you say you’re not malicious! Do you think I am a three-year-old child? Later, I added silently in my heart: I am six years old!
I saw a head shrouded in black smoke condensed on the knife again. It was about to open its mouth to speak. Xiao Linyan raised the silver broken knife in his hand and slashed at the smoke head without caring about anything. After all, it was smoke and had no substance. Xiao Linyan's random chops landed on the black blade, and he suddenly remembered the sound of gold and iron clashing.
"Oh, little baby, don't chop, don't chop, it hurts me to death! I'm the Dao Spirit. Do you understand Dao Spirit? I'm not a ghost! Stop it!" As Xiao Linyan chopped, the strange The black knife seemed to be really in pain, shouting in the air and swinging the blade constantly.
"Knife spirit? What is that? I've never heard of it! You devil, don't try to lie to me!" Xiao Linyan paused for a moment before slashing at the black broken knife again.
"I'm really a swordsman, stop it quickly, or it will break if you cut it again!" The smoke head said with a grin.
Xiao Linyan finally stopped in doubt, looked at the black broken knife suspended in mid-air, and said: "Since you said you are not a ghost, but some kind of knife spirit, how can you prove it?"
How can this thing prove that the sword spirit is the sword spirit! But when he saw that the boy was about to raise his knife and slash again, he quickly stopped his movement and said: "Wait a minute, wait a minute, listen to me. Weapons in the world are divided into four levels: heaven, earth, black and yellow. The heaven level is the highest, and the earth level is the second. It is the Xuan level, and the Yellow level is the lowest. All weapons above the Earth level have the opportunity to develop spiritual wisdom, which is the weapon spirit. The difference between weapons with weapon spirit and weapons without weapon spirit is as big as the difference between clouds and mud, so the difference between weapons with weapon spirit and those without weapon spirit is like the difference between clouds and mud. Once a weapon with a weapon spirit appears in the world, it will inevitably become the object of competition for everyone in the world. And I, Master Dao, am the spirit of this black sword, you understand, little doll!"
After listening to what the guy who called himself Daoling said a lot, Xiao Linyan nodded as if he understood. After all, he grew up in a small mountain village. The most powerful person in the village is the clan leader Lin Gu. In the world, he can barely be regarded as a second-rate strong man, and he is also the bottom of the second-rate. There is no way for Xiao Linyan to learn these things systematically, but this is just because his knowledge reserve of the world is insufficient, but it does not mean that he is easily deceived. Xiao Lin Yanqiang calmed down and asked: "Then you are saying that you are the weapon spirit of earth-level weapons?"
The man in the smoke tilted his head, raised the corners of his mouth, and said with disdain: "What is the prefecture level? Are you worthy of me, Master Dao?"
Xiao Linyan asked tentatively again: "Then... heaven level?"
The head in the black mist shook its head again. When Xiao Linyan saw this, he was about to raise his knife and chop again. The guy who called himself Daoling quickly stopped his movements and said: "Hey, my little ancestor, what's wrong?"
Xiao Linyan laughed and said: "You said before that only weapons above the earth level can produce weapon spirits, and you also said that you are not earth level, let alone heaven level. It is obvious that the evil ghost wants to deceive me with sweet words and watch me hack you to death. !”
"Don't fight, don't fight. Master Dao, I am a peerless magic weapon. How can I be restricted by worldly classifications? And I don't even care to be a worthless thing like an evil ghost!" That Yan Yan's head shook and he hurriedly said.
Xiao Linyan didn't chop again. After chatting for a while, he felt that this smoke head really didn't have any malicious intent. He temporarily relaxed and asked, "Just think of yourself as a magic weapon! But if you are a magic weapon, you should be highly sought after by the outside world. Why are you waiting to rust in this damn place?"
The smoke head sighed, as if he was filled with endless sadness, and said: "I remember how carefree and happy I was when I followed my master to travel around the world, doing chivalry and righteousness! But helplessly, my master was killed by a traitor, and I also fought in that shocking battle. The middle was broken, leaving only this half of the blade lingering."
Xiao Linyan listened to the words of the smoke head and felt that it did not seem like a lie. I have been practicing martial arts since I was a child, and I have also longed for the colorful world. I can't help but sigh when I hear that a generation of heroes were assassinated by traitors. Then he asked: "Then according to what you said, you have been sleeping here, why did you suddenly wake up? And why are you chasing me?"
The smoke head continued: "I was sleeping, but suddenly there was a restriction outside the valley, which woke me up from my sleep. Then I felt a familiar breath again, and then..."
Following this, the smoke head suddenly approached Xiao Linyan, and after sensing it carefully, he said with surprise and joy: "This is... "Mo Jue"?"
