The Secret Daily of Sword Spirit

"This is the last time, do you understand?"

I nodded like a little chicken pecking at rice, and raised three fingers to swear, "I swear, I will do whatever the master asks me to do from now on, I will never touch a dog if I am asked to steal chickens, and I will never set fire to someone who is asked to kill me! ""Don't get complacent too early." The master narrowed his eyes slightly, and patted my body in front of me, "Go in, and you are not allowed to come out without my permission for the next month."

I let out an ah, but when I saw the master's eyes froze, I immediately stopped talking and dived into the body.

The master picked me up and stood up, but my figure shook a bit.I felt that his zhenqi was stagnant, thinking that he had used the Celestial Silkworm Ice Sword before, could it be that he suffered an internal injury due to forced exercise?

"Master, are you alright?"

"It's okay." He replied calmly, and then broke through the water curtain.At this time, the sky has just dawned, and the forest spreads endlessly in all directions along with the terrain in front of you. The morning mist floats lightly in front of you, and the pure forest fragrance makes you feel comfortable.

However, we don't know where we are.

"Master... what should we do now?"

The master jumped onto the cliff, looked around, and muttered, "Jiuli Army Camp is stationed in Pingwuyuan, [-] miles away from the Cynthias spinulosa Abode. But Master, Fengtai Mountain has a radius of hundreds of miles, where are we?"

He was silent for a while, then said coolly, "I don't know either."

So we are officially lost in a place where the birds don't shit.

The master Yu Jian flew for a while before deciding not to waste his spiritual power, because he really didn't know where he was flying.We had no choice but to use the sun as a reference and go all the way north. After all, Shushan is to the north.

The master said that he had asked Dan Zhu to go back to Shushan to report first, and he also planned to tell Shushan what I saw in the Cymbidium jingshe.But I was a little worried, what if I go back to Master Master and hand me over to Maoshan?

But the master firmly grasped my scabbard, "Don't worry, Maoshan may have to let go of your murder of Taoist Tianliang first. If they are still so ignorant of current affairs, I will find a way."

After walking for half a day, the master stopped, sat under a beech tree, and wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve.It hurts me to see it.In the past half a day, I didn't have to work hard, anyway, I was held in the hands of the master.But the master looks so pitiful...

If only I could talk to trees like a nympho, so I won't get lost...

The host suddenly said, "Do you think this forest is a bit strange?"

I was taken aback, "What's wrong?"

"In the past half a day, I haven't seen a single bird or beast."

From what he said, it seems that...

Not only that, but it is clearly noon, but the forest is still gloomy, with a thick layer of yin floating.

Just as Nahan was talking, an old man with a large bundle of firewood and a straw hat on his head came out from among the trees in the distance.It seems that he is the woodcutter in this mountain.He suddenly saw the master, and he was stunned.The master showed joy, and was about to go forward to ask the way, but saw the woodcutter knelt down to the master, and kowtowed repeatedly, shouting "Grandpa Taiyi Zhenjun!"

I burst out laughing, the old woodcutter has never seen such a person as his master, he thought he saw Zhenjun Taiyi coming down to earth... The poor master was called grandpa even though he was so young.

At this moment, the owner probably has many grass-mud horses whizzing by.But he still bowed slightly gracefully and calmly, and gently supported the old woodcutter's bowed body, "Master, I am not True Lord Taiyi. I am just a practitioner of Shushan who lost his way in this mountain."

The old man was taken aback, his face full of disbelief, "How is it possible, you look exactly like those gods in the painting."

I rolled my eyes, "Please, our master looks much better than those portraits, okay?" The old man suddenly saw the sword and spoke, and sat down on the ground in fright, and a lot of firewood was scattered.The master glared at me and said gently, "Old man, don't be afraid. I am a Shushan cultivator, and my Taoist name is Jixuan. This is my sword spirit. He often speaks rudely, so please don't take offense." The old man saw that the master is so beautiful, Naturally, what he said was what he said, and he nodded again and again, "It turns out that he is the Taoist priest of Shushan... No wonder he is so immortal. But why did you come here, Taoist priest? Are you here to collect ghosts?"

The master was taken aback, "Receive ghosts?"

"Didn't they come to Jijianling to collect those resentful spirits?"

The master shook his head, "We just got lost."

As a result, the old man was very enthusiastic and said that it was getting late, we could go to his house to stay overnight, and he would show us the way out of the mountain the next day.His home is two miles away, in a small yard surrounded by green bamboos and willows.His wife was a kindly old woman.The two of them probably hadn't had guests for a long time, and they were very hospitable to their master. The old lady personally cooked a table of food, and she wanted the master to taste it no matter what.

The master stood me at the corner of the table, sat down, but did not move his chopsticks, and asked the old woodcutter, "Before you said, this is near Jijian Ridge?"

The old woodcutter nodded repeatedly and sighed, "Yes, this is the most dangerous area in Fengtai Mountain, a well-known haunted place."

The master asked, "Why is Jijian Ridge haunted? Isn't this the holy place for sword making?"

I have also heard of it.Jijianling was the most famous casting fairy house in China 500 years ago. At that time, there were many magical weapons, including the purple gilt staff of Lihentian Buddha, the Qingming sword of Kongyin Zhenren in Shushan Mountain, and the grand sword of sword master Zaifu Gong. A swords were all cast by Jijian Ridge.Their unique sword-making secret method not only integrates Taoism and Buddhism, but even has witchcraft and black magic according to legend.Although it is a rumor in the market, it can also be seen that its sect is mysterious.It is said that at that time Lihentian Buddha also entrusted Jijianling to forge a divine sword that could compete with Bai Ze's Brahma Sword. disappeared.

The old woman sighed, "That's just a legend, it happened 500 years ago. Ever since we were born in this Fengtai Mountain, there are only ruins left in Jijian Ridge. It is said that the owner of the mountain at that time died a terrible death. He jumped into the erupting crater and died when Jijianling was attacked by the Jiuli coalition forces. Since then, the crater has cooled into a lake, and all died in the The people in the villa, as well as those buried sword spirits, finally turned into resentful spirits, wandering around Jijian Ridge all day long. If you go to Jijian Ridge at night, you can often hear people calling you from behind You must not answer the name. Once you answer, you will be occupied by the wraith. Some people also heard the cry of a woman, sometimes far away, sometimes near, in short, it is so evil that even birds and animals dare not approach this place."

Hearing this ghost story in the middle of the night, thinking that I had never even seen a worm just now, I felt a chill all over my body.

I have seen a lot of demons, but I have never seen a ghost...

At night the master sleeps in a side room and puts me next to him.I looked at the moonlight frost flowing on his body, and I was itchy in my heart, and asked the master, "Can I come out now?"

The master lay flat, his eyes were not open, "What are you doing here?"

"...doing lewd things~~"

With a snap, I was hit.

After a while, I was complaining and depressed, when the master suddenly said, "Don't make trouble. This woodcutter is weird."

I was taken aback, "What's wrong?"

"Jijian Ridge is so dangerous, why do they still live here. What's more..." the master said softly, "There are corpse spots on the old woman's arm."

If I were in human form now, I guess all the hairs on my body would stand on end. "...Master, since you have already seen it, why didn't you accept them!" He said, "I don't want to act rashly until I confirm that they are really harmful to others." Recently, the master has become more and more merciful to demons and ghosts...

However, the facts have proved that it is impossible for the grieving ghost to refuse to drink the Shangxian Dabu soup like the master.It was about midnight when I saw the silhouette of a man walking slowly outside our window.Apparently, it was the old woodcutter.

He stood quietly in front of our window like that, motionless, I felt hairy in my heart, I arched the master, but felt the master gently holding the blade of my sword.

Then, I heard a strange sound of the floor being scratched, and it came to our door little by little.After a while, there was a sharp creaking sound from the wooden door, and the door slowly opened a crack.

A woman's head sticks out.

There is really only one head, and the body cannot be seen. There is only a long and twisted neck connected to the back.The disheveled hair was hanging down on the ground, she turned her head slowly, and I saw the old woman's decayed face, the eyeball of the left eye was dangling out, and only a bloody muscle was left to connect it...

I was too scared to scream.Even though there are monsters that look weird and scary, none of them have such a disgusting, rotten, death-like appearance.

She poked her head over silently, her shriveled lips were twisted, and the back was dark and toothless, like a torn wound.

At this moment, the window was also pushed open, the old woodcutter's face was drawn long, his jaw was shaking, and his mouth was unbelievably wide open, looking towards the face of the master...

Master, if you don't do anything, you will be tongue-kissed by these two disgusting things! ! ! ! !I really want to rush out and hack them to death, but when I think of the master's order, I shrink back... This stretching and shrinking made me almost mentally split...

The master's eyes opened suddenly, and a holy light burst out from his forehead in an instant.The two ghosts jumped back with a cry.The master jumped up and pulled me out of the scabbard. Silver lightning flashed in the darkness. I only felt that the sword had scratched something wet and cold, and the scream that almost pierced my eardrum echoed in my ears.

The bodies of the old woman and the woodcutter suddenly disintegrated into corpses and scattered all over the ground.The original house also decayed at an alarming rate, the walls peeled off in pieces, the floor turned into dust and mud, and the originally clean and tidy house turned into an abandoned house that had collapsed and decayed for an unknown number of years in an instant.Look around again, where is there any courtyard bamboo forest, all you can see are similar dilapidated houses and ruins, covered by weeds and moss like a thick blanket, like countless corpses that have rotted for many years.

These ruins spread along the mountain, but on the top of the mountain, there were more afterimages of pavilions and pavilions, reflecting in a gloomy red light.

"It turns out that we have already arrived at Jianjian Ridge."