Devour evolution from a knife

"Elder Sister!"

Everyone bowed their heads and saluted respectfully.

Even Nie Wan, who originally rejected Murong Xue very much, had a complex look in her eyes at this time, remembering that Master Xu Shu had told her that entering the cold pool only required two hours from her.

At this time, Yang Wanli was extremely different.

Seeing Murong Xue come out, Yang Wanli's originally dull eyes lit up, but now seeing such a scene, he couldn't help but look down at his right hand with only two fingers left. A sense of inferiority made him feel inexplicable. trembled a bit.

"Native chicken, I'm a native chicken." Yang Wanli's pale lips moved slightly, and suddenly he raised his head sharply, looking forward with sharp eyes at Mo Rongxue, who was being respected by everyone, and murmured in a voice that only he could hear. Move your lips: "Earth...chicken..."

Murong Xue panicked and didn't know where to put her hands. She tightly held the knife in her hand, put it in the front, put it in the back, and waved her hands at Kang Jian, not knowing what to say.

Seeing this, Kang Jian and his group of solid foundation monks all smiled knowingly, and said, "Come with me."

As he said that, Kang Jian led Murong Xue forward all the way, gradually drifting away under the smiling eyes of everyone.

"Murong Xue is so beautiful!"

"That's right, our Sword Sect has only produced two female suzerains! She is the third..."

"If I can kiss Fangze, I will die..."

"Ye Song, pull it down, go back to wash up and go to sleep, Xiaohong told you to go back to the room for dinner."

……

Murong Xue followed Kang Jian to the foot of the mountain where he was. Kang Jian took out a talisman and said, "This is the protected area of ​​the Yin-Yang Formation. It contains the experience of the previous lords of my Sword Sect on the use of swordsmanship, and there are also merits. Fa, Fa Jue, with this talisman, you can enter and exit here."

Kang Jian used his spiritual power to fill the talisman in his hand, a white light flashed, and the scenery in front of him changed dramatically. What appeared in front of him were hundreds of tombstones, all of which were the former suzerains of Jianzong.

On the left side of the tombstone is a slightly smaller bookstore. Walking into the bookstore, there are dozens of rows of grids with jade slips. Kang Jian picked up a piece of jade slips and said, "This is the strongest kind of sword in my sword sect." "Study method, if I remember correctly, Xueer, your sword is blue, right?"

"Yes." Murong Xue nodded. From the first day of practicing Jianzong's internal skills, the sword type displayed was blue. Because of the color problem, Murong Nantian was happy for a while. The blue sword type was Excellent, but later found out that there were only three spiritual roots, which disappointed him again. With three spiritual roots, he couldn't even enter the kung fu pavilion, so naturally he couldn't practice this kung fu.

'Sword Seed' is the method of awakening the spirit of Jianzong. Once you practice the Jianzong's skills, you will practice the Jianzong's skills for life, blocking other paths.

There are many strange colors of swords, and they are all divided into two categories, one is dark, and the other is bright. Bright swords are much better than dark ones, and Murong Xue belongs to that bright category.

Afterwards, Kang Jian pointed Murong Xue to the jade slips in the small pavilion one by one. These jade slips were all spiritual prints. Without these original jade slips, he would not be able to learn them even if he wanted to.

One by one, very carefully.

Suddenly, when passing through a grid, the inside was empty, and Kang Jian was about to jump over this grid as he walked forward.

Murong Xue asked suspiciously: "Sect Master, why is there an introduction at the bottom of this grid, but it is empty?" Looking at the three words above, Murong Xue murmured: "Xuan Yin Jue!"

Li Mu, who was currently practicing, woke up suddenly when he heard these three words.

Kang Jian smiled and said, "That's not my sect's exercise. I don't know which senior suzerain put it in, but it was lost later. It is of no use to us."

"Lost it?" Li Mu was disappointed for a while. He had already tested the effect of Xuanyin Art, and it was tailor-made for rare creatures.

"What a pity!" Li Mu shook his head.

"Back then, all major sects came to the God's Mansion from Heaven. My Sword Sect was also one of the largest sects at that time. Who would have thought that there would be countless casualties when I rushed in, so I got such a book of Xuanyin Jue for the cultivation of ghosts. In the end, this Xuanyin Jue It was divided into six, and was kept by the six large sects at that time, Tiandao Sect, Yunxia Sect, Overseas Extreme God Sect, EU Yilan Sect, and ASEAN Agni Fire Sect, each got a copy, think about the past scenery, hey!" Kang Jian said Shaking her head endlessly, she then looked at Murong Xue expectantly and said nothing.

Kang Jian handed the talisman in his hand to Murong Xue and said, "You keep this key talisman well, and you will often come here to learn from it in the future."

Murong Xue took the talisman curiously, and quickly bowed her head to thank: "Thank you, Sect Master."

Kang Jian nodded and arranged: "After a while, I will send two elders on the left and right to escort you home to say goodbye to your father, and then practice in the sect with peace of mind. If your strength does not reach the golden core stage, you are not allowed to leave the sect. walk through the door."

"Not allowed to leave the sect?" Murong Xueliu frowned slightly, looked at the knife in her hand, as if asking.

"Why, there are still unfulfilled wishes?" Kang Jian asked.

Murong Xue quickly shook her head: "No...no!"

Kang Jian nodded and began to introduce again.

In this way, on this day, Kang Jian personally introduced all the exercises in this exercise pavilion. It has to be said that many of Jianzong's attack techniques are very high-end, but they can only be used with a sword.

Li Mu was also fascinated by the effects of some exercises, and they were indeed very powerful. That kind of sword is nothing more than the principle of the soul. According to the principle, he can also be regarded as a "sword", and the human-shaped "sword" is a knife.

After the lecture, the two of them left the attic, and Kang Jian arranged Murong Xue's residence again, connecting it directly with his house to protect her safety.

The suzerain attached great importance to Murong Xue, and all the disciples could see that the glory of being a disciple made people yearn for it, and some disciples even confessed that Murong Xue would not marry...

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And in the underground of the mass grave, Jian Wuchang's soul kept flickering, very painful, and kept saying: "I am the master of Jianzong...Jian Wuchang...I am..."

"They have to listen to me, they have to..."

"What kind of people are incompatible with ghosts, no, my disciples and grandchildren will never think that I am a dirty ghost, they will agree with my existence."

After struggling for a long time, the Yin Qi in his body melted away.

After quieting down, Jian Wuchang remained motionless rather dazedly. Thinking about it carefully, Jian Zong began to decline from his generation, and became the current nine-stream sect. Grieving and indignant, he always thinks about going out and strengthening Jianzong.

But he himself also knows that he is a ghost that has always existed in the homeland of Jianzong, but he dare not let anyone discover his existence.

In the past, countless ghosts died in his hands, all of them were under the slogan of eliminating demons and defending the way. He never thought that one day he would walk on this road.

At the beginning, when Jian Wuchang was in power, he saw that Jianzong was unable to produce talented disciples and was gradually declining. Under the heartache, relying on his obsession with Jianzong, he went all the way to the dark and kept his soul.

In this kind of contradiction and deception, Jian Wuchang has endured for nearly 1000 years, not knowing how to find the balance in his heart.Now Li Mu snarled a few words, almost driving him crazy.

"I am Jian Wuchang, the master of the Sword Sect... I am, I must be!" Jian Wuchang affirmed: "That knife is a dirty ghost, a disgusting ghost."

"nausea……"

It slowly floated up, and drifted weakly towards the front of the cave. There were three small octagonal triangular formations. At this time, the formations already had some light.

Looking at the twilight that seemed to be dawn, Jian Wuchang murmured: "It's almost done, it's almost done."

"I'm going to sell that knife to those more disgusting guys, to even more disgusting guys." At the end, his voice became weaker and weaker, and gradually disappeared.