Shen Xitang originally wanted to hear what they had to say, but he didn't expect that the two of them didn't speak anymore, they just walked silently into one dark room after another, and closed the door.

She originally wanted to continue to follow, but a barrier was set up outside the door of the dark room, and she was afraid of being discovered, so she gave up.

The cave was very dark, so Shen Xitang took out the blue knife and tried to illuminate it.

The cyan light seemed to be spiritual, silently turning into a cyan light, as if guiding Shen Xitang to see something.

Shen Xitang looked along the light, as if floating to the deepest part of the cave.

This dark cave is already extending in all directions, if there is no guidance, it will be easy to get lost, the 'stealth' has expired, and now she has to avoid it, so as not to be recognized and cause unnecessary trouble.

The cyan light became brighter and brighter, but Shen Xitang still came to the deepest part of the cave.

Strange to say, other places are very dark, but this corner is very bright.

This kind of brightness is not 'natural light', but a manufactured light source. It looks good at first glance, but after a long time, an inexplicable anxiety will emerge in my heart.

She thought she could go up, but it turned out to be just a fluorescent white stone.

But now that he has come here, Shen Xitang decided to continue to observe.

This time there is a light source, so the scratches on the stone wall are much clearer.

Shen Xitang carefully looked at the content of the scratch, it turned out to be a series!

As in the previous cave, it is still the story of Ying Baifeng.

Then this should... also be a dream.

While thinking this way, Shen Xitang stretched out his hand to touch the scratch, and sure enough, he fell into a familiar dream again.

It was a bit abrupt last time, but this time she is used to it.

In the dream, two people trekked in the gloomy sword mound.

With the previous experience, Shen Xitang easily recognized everyone.

The handsomer one in front is obviously Ying Baifeng.

The sword mound, as the name suggests, is the tomb of famous swords, and famous swords have spirits, and there will be a lot of resentment after losing their masters, so there are many famous swords in the sword mound, which is very cold.

"Brother Ying... Shall we come back another day?" Chen Fujing persuaded, "After all, getting the sword is not something that happens overnight."

Ying Baifeng walked in front without raising his head: "It's not easy to get here this time, and next time I might not be lucky enough to go so far."

The corners of the young man's clothes were no longer pure and white, they were covered with dust, and Chen Fujing stumbled a bit, but he could only follow closely.

Shen Xitang looked in the direction they were walking, and couldn't help but be in awe.

Countless famous swords stand between the mountains, some are famous swords, some are demon swords, and some stand upright with huge shapes, which are closer to knives than swords.

"But what is the sword you are looking for, brother? Why is it in the middle of the sword mound?" Chen Fujing was a little puzzled, "I think your current saber is not bad."

"If you use it normally, it's really okay, but this time the opponent is Zhenji." Ying Baifeng didn't even lift his head, "It's better to be fully prepared."

Shen Xitang followed the two deeper and deeper, and the atmosphere became more and more gloomy.

The further you go in, the longer the sword stays in the sword mound, and the deeper the resentment.

"There!" Ying Baifeng raised his voice after walking for an unknown amount of time, "It's 'Xiaoshanqing'!"

Chen Fujing was too tired to speak, so he could only raise his head and follow the senior brother's words.

Even in the sword tomb of the famous Jian Rulin, [Xiaoshanqing] is very dazzling.

The sword is shining brightly, and the sword shadow is pupil, and there seems to be a faint sound of dragon chant when you get close.

"Senior brother wants... so it is this Xiaoshanqing?" Chen Fujing seemed to have realized something, "But now we don't know if we can use our cultivation base."

"How do you know if you haven't used it before?" Ying Baifeng murmured, "With the help of Xiao Shanqing, maybe you can really defeat Zhenji."

After finishing speaking, he jumped onto the high platform where Xiao Shanqing was inserted, and tried to pull out the sword.

All of a sudden, Xiaoshan's green light shone brightly, Ying Baifeng thought he was going to succeed, so he tried harder to pull out the sword.

Shen Xitang saw the sword becoming more and more familiar, but Wei Xiaomo suddenly remembered in his mind.

... Isn't this Wei Xiaomo's saber?Ying Baifeng might...

will fail.

The conditions for the recognition of the master of the famous sword are still very strict. If he has not obtained permission, it is impossible for him to use the sword.

After the light dissipated, Xiao Shanqing really remained motionless in place.

"Brother, there are still many good swords in this sword mound." Chen Fujing took a sharp sword, a little excited.

However, seeing that his senior brother didn't succeed, he was taken aback for a moment, and comforted him stiffly: "It's not impossible to change, to change one."

"Without Xiaoshanqing's help, our chances of winning would be greatly reduced... I thought we could fight against Zhenji by finding Xiaoqingshan, but who knows that I am not its owner." Ying Baifeng looked into the distance, slightly Sighing, "Fate has not arrived yet."

He knew that his strength was not enough, and he couldn't completely trap Zhenji in his "Weaving Dreams and Asking the Heart", so he wanted to use Xiaoshanqing's strength.

...But I didn't expect that Xiao Shanqing didn't recognize him.

He was a little tired, looking all over the Sword Tomb except 【Xiaoqingshan】, there was no sword he wanted.

Seeing that his senior brother was depressed, Chen Fujing didn't dare to say much, but just opened the way ahead and led him down the mountain.

Ying Baifeng didn't mean it, so he didn't notice what fell on him.

Shen Xitang took a closer look, and originally wanted to pick it up, but she was in the state of a spirit body, so she couldn't pick it up, but she could see the knife clearly.

... Isn't this the one that Wei Xiaomo gave himself?

Maybe Wei Xiaomo also came to Jianzhong later, took away his saber and this knife at the same time?

Thinking of his Taoist companion like this, a little flame ignited in Shen Xitang's heart.

Maybe her dream wasn't just to review Ying Baifeng's life and the battle between gods and demons, but also Wei Xiaomo's past?

Thinking about it, he might have been a little stinky face monster when he was a child, because he was so cute, he would be pinched by various aunts and uncles...

The contrast is kind of funny.

But of course now is not the time to think about these matters of love between children, she continued to look at Bai Yingfeng.

But for some reason, the dream was over, and she was teleported back to the cave with uncomfortable light, thinking about how to find her little friends.

"Ajia? What are you doing there?" Someone said sharply, "It's time to feed, why don't you go?"

feeding?

Who to feed?

Shen Xitang was very puzzled, but still took the "tableware" from the man with a smile on his face.

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