my luck is on

After finishing speaking, Lu Yang pondered for a while, and said: "I guess Tianxuanzi also planned to do so, but because the pair of swords are too domineering, ordinary spirit trees can't bear the domineering spirit fire, so he has no choice but to choose The scabbard is made of cold iron. After all, I have read some ancient books on spiritual mines and strange woods in the Lianjing School, so I was able to spot the existence of the sycamore wood at a glance, and then put the two swords together to calm the evil spirit in the sword. As for The scabbard will not be burned, that's the secret."

Of course it was impossible for Lu Yang to mention the combination of Liangyi and other small formations.

After all, this is the secret of the Lianjing School.

After Su Linglong listened, curiosity was mixed with astonishment, and she kept turning the scabbard in her hand.

Apart from the landscape and marble patterns on it, Su Linglong really couldn't find the formation pattern of the refining tool.

Seeing Su Linglong being so curious, Lu Yang smiled and said, "Come on, you might find something."

Hearing the sarcasm in Lu Yang's words, Su Linglong blushed immediately, and said, "By the way, I haven't thanked you for helping me refine the weapon, thank you."

Lu Yang walked aside, ready to continue refining the weapon.

Seeing the huge sword Xie Wentai placed on the refining platform, Lu Yang had a trace of surprise and wonder in his eyes.

At first, he was only slightly skeptical, but when Lu Yang picked up the giant sword, his expression immediately turned positive.

"This sword doesn't need a scabbard...it's broken." Lu Yang wondered.

Lu Yang's puzzled tone, Su Linglong's panic-stricken eyes, and Xie Wentai's expression, which he knew by heart, formed a strange scene.

Lu Yang's fingertips slid across the spine of the giant sword, feeling the spiritual power scattered into the air.

The spiritual breath of the whole sword was continuously lost, Lu Yang sighed and shook his head.

"Lu Yang, what do you mean by what you said just now, do you mean soul collapse?" Su Linglong was puzzled.

"Linglong, we'll talk about it when we go back."

Xie Wentai picked up the giant sword, turned and left.

Su Linglong showed a distressed expression, followed behind Xie Wentai, and quickly followed out.

Lu Yang nodded to the Wanjian sect around him, and followed behind them step by step.

Walking out of the Five Spirits Palace, Xie Wentai and Su Linglong kept silent and walked towards the mountain path beside them.

Lu Yang didn't know what to say, so he could only follow behind silently.

The mountain path leads to a Taoist temple, surrounded by elegant white walls against sapphire blue rubble, and the misty clouds reveal an atmosphere of inaccessibility.

The handwriting of Xuanyuan Palace on the Taoist temple is beautiful, but the ink is a little off.

"This is Xuanyuan Palace, the residence of Master and us."

Seeing Lu Yang's curious expression, Su Linglong said sideways.

Lu Yang nodded. Compared with Yinglong Peak, which is full of snowstorms all year round, the climate here can be said to be much more comfortable.

Xie Wentai pushed open the wooden door without saying a word, followed by Su Linglong and Lu Yang.

As soon as he entered, Xie Wentai closed the door and said calmly: "You shouldn't lose your composure in front of other people, Linglong."

Unexpectedly, Su Linglong didn't show her usual smile to pass by, but mixed with guilt and loneliness, she didn't dare to look directly into Xie Wentai's eyes.

"Why didn't you tell me that evil spirits can't be repaired anymore."

Xie Wentai sighed and said, "I didn't say it because I was afraid that you would have such a reaction."

Listening to the conversation, Lu Yang began to ponder the whole story in his mind.

Because of a certain incident, the evil spirit sword in Xie Wentai's hand was destroyed and died.

After the incident, he did not tell Su Linglong, but chose to hide it.

Lu Yang said from the side: "Yes..."

Xie Wentai immediately interrupted Lu Yang, and said, "You are right, why does the Spiritless Sword need a scabbard, it was my fault."

"Lu Yang, is it really impossible to repair evil spirits?"

Su Linglong pulled Lu Yang's skirt and shouted.

"Linglong, don't make things difficult for her." Xie Wentai interrupted Su Linglong.

Lu Yang smiled wryly and said, "Can you explain the whole story in detail, I can't get my head around it without the beginning and the end."

Su Linglong and Xie Wentai looked at each other with complex emotions entangled in their eyes.

There is pain, helplessness...

"Don't you think it's strange? Brother Nie Yang, why are you missing?"

Su Linglong gritted her teeth, but decided to speak out.

"Su Linglong!"

Xie Wentai shouted dissatisfied.

"Lu Yang has far surpassed us in refining weapons, not even losing to the master. At this juncture, the master and you both said not to let it out, what about Senior Brother Nie Yang! In the blink of an eye, seven years have passed, how much is there for Senior Brother Nie Yang?" seven years?"

Su Linglong's roar mixed with tears made Xie Wentai silent.

Seeing that Xie Wentai didn't say a word, Lu Yang nodded.

In fact, he was puzzled before.

"I also want to ask, why is Nie Yang missing?"

"He has been retreating in the back mountain for seven years."

Su Linglong said with reddened eye circles.

Xie Wentai patted her on the shoulder and continued, "Do you still remember the day you and we parted seven years ago?"

"Of course I remember."

Lu Yang nodded.

"We were attacked by paganism. The other party thought it was us. They killed the pagan Yinfeng Daoist. They didn't listen to our explanation at all, and trapped us with the demon ghost array."

"Yinfeng Daoist!"

Lu Yang was shocked.

Recalling the scene at that time, Su Linglong's body trembled, her eyes became distracted, and she said, "Even Master's Immortal Sword can't match it, the ghosts are constantly pulling, I didn't kill it, it really wasn't..."

Xie Wentai quickly took out a jade jar and showed it to Su Linglong.

Su Linglong's slack eyes returned to normal, and she said, "I'm bewitched again, am I?"

Xie Wentai nodded, put the jade bottle away, and said, "You are too tired, go and rest."

Su Linglong showed a bit of bitterness, looked at Lu Yang and said, "I'm making you laugh, I'm useless."

"How could it be? I was also haunted by demons. I understand the pain."

Lu Yang comforted Su Linglong.

"Since then, every time I think about it, it makes me lose my mind."

Su Linglong hugged her arms tightly with lingering fear.

"We were trapped in the Heavenly Demon Ghost Formation for seventy-seven and forty-nine nights. When everyone was helpless, the master found two loopholes."

Xie Wentai gritted his teeth, painful memories appeared in front of his eyes.

"The gate of life and the gate of death."

Lu Yang, who was familiar with the formation, heard the two flaws and said without hesitation.

"That's right, it's the gate of life and the gate of death, but it's too late. Even if we are exhausted and break the formation, we will face pagan disciples waiting for work."

Xie Wentai closed his eyes and said.

"Senior brother Nie Yang made a choice that we all regret."

Su Linglong pursed her lips and said, "He has signed a soul contract with the sword of the gate of death."

"Soul contract!"

Lu Yang widened his eyes and shouted in disbelief.

Every fairy sword magic weapon can be controlled freely only after recognizing its owner with a drop of blood. In the final analysis, it is to seal the primordial spirit in the magic weapon.

If there is no restraint of blood energy, maybe the flying sword just got out of its sheath, and the next moment, it would be his own head.