Su Yiwen Lingzhao

A tall and mighty monk like a living Arhat, but running wildly with a huge temple on his back.

This scene made Wei Shan almost dazzled.

In fact, the monk ran at an extremely fast speed, like a golden light, which could only be captured with divine sense.

The sky and the earth are shaking, shaking violently.

It was the sound of the monk's footsteps resounding like a drum.

"What are you still doing, Lord, help me quickly, didn't you see the monk I was being chased?"

The monk shouted and became furious.

Only then did Wei Shan notice that a rusted iron sword was chasing behind the monk, and the speed was so fast that it was almost difficult to see clearly.

Boom!

The monk carried the temple on his back and circled the surrounding area, not daring to stop for a moment, as if he was afraid of being poked by the gray bone sword.

Su Yi couldn't help laughing, this monk, known as Jiekong Temple Guardian Jialan, has a cunning temperament like a ghost, and is extremely rogue.

It was the first time he saw this monk being killed so badly.

"Quick! You are not a sword cultivator? Quickly surrender this iron sword, it is a treasure left over from the end of the law!"

Seeing Su Yi watching the excitement, the monk suddenly became anxious and shouted loudly.

"A treasure left over from the end of the law?"

Su Yi moved in his heart and said, "Promise me one thing, and I'll take action."

"Take advantage of the fire? When did you become so shameless?"

The monk ran wildly and cursed at the same time.

Shout!

The rusty iron sword swept away sharply and hit the monk's ass.

He screamed in agony, no longer dared to hesitate, and shouted: "Master Guanzhu, please!"

"Yes?"

Su Yi asked with a smile.

"Yes!"

The monk shouted.

Su Yi stepped forward.

Boom!

A surging sword intent of reincarnation rose from Su Yi, and the sky suddenly became dark.

Taking this opportunity, the monk was finally freed, and with a shake of his back, the huge Buddhist temple fell to the ground.

And he squatted on the ground, panting heavily, cursing to himself, "This iron sword is so **** evil, it chased me for seven days and seven nights, and almost didn't exhaust me to death."

Su Yi looked over.

This iron sword seems to have been severely corroded by the years, covered with mottled rust, and even the breath is dull and obscure, which looks very mysterious.

"Reincarnation?"

A dry and hoarse male voice came from the iron sword.

"Good."

Su Yi nodded.

The monk said in astonishment: "Your mother chased and killed me for seven days and seven nights, why didn't you see a fart from you?"

Clang!

The iron sword turned and pointed at the monk, which made the latter tremble all over and sweat on his forehead.

He hurriedly said: "Lord, drop it! There is something wrong with this sword, and it is very likely that there is an extremely terrifying dead spirit hidden!"

"Although I am afraid of reincarnation, I am not afraid of life and death."

The iron sword trembled slightly, and the man's dry and hoarse voice came out.

Su Yi said thoughtfully, "Then why are you chasing that monk?"

The man said: "If I really want to kill him, I will definitely not let him escape for seven days and seven nights. The reason why I don't do it is because I am worried that if I really do it, he can't even block a sword, and he will die because of it. ."

Monk: "???"

Is this despised?

Su Yi said with great interest, "Then why do you have to chase him?"

The man said: "The remains of my life are in that temple, and I must take them back in order to reshape them."

The monk was surprised: "Impossible, I have been guarding the Jiekong Temple for so many years, but I have never seen any remains."

A dead body is a corpse.

"That's what you don't understand. Back then, you and I were both empty temple ancestors discussing Taoism for thousands of years, sitting with each other, and confirming each other's Taoism. Hide my remains under that laurel tree."

The man said, "And now, I wake up from silence, if I can get my body, I can get out of Taiyu sword."

The monk was moved and lost his voice: "Taiyujian! Are you Qingshi Jianxian?!"

Taiyu Sword!

Su Yi thought about it for a while and then remembered.

Not long ago, in the depths of the indeterminate sea of ​​magic, when he suppressed the soul of the Buddha Lord of the Blood Lamp in the sea of ​​​​knowledge, the latter was shocked by the Nine Prisons Sword and said something similar to Taiyu Sword related words.

It is said that this sword is the most powerful sword in the end of the law!

"Qingshi Sword Immortal? Oh, it's just a false name. If you are not an immortal for a day, how can you have the face to call yourself a 'Sword Immortal'?"

In the iron sword, the man's self-deprecating voice sounded, "Not to mention, Taiyu Sword has been severely damaged under the catastrophe, and it has survived to this day, almost equivalent to a piece of stubborn iron."

After saying that, he let out a long sigh.

The years are ruthless, the past is romantic, and it will eventually become smoke.

"This guy is really Qingshi Sword Immortal?"

Su Yi raised his eyebrows, he didn't know the origin of the other party, but he could roughly infer that since the other party could master the Taiyu Sword, the first immortal soldier in the end of the law, he must have been an earth-shattering peerless figure!

"Senior, why didn't you say it earlier, this is really a flood that washed down the Dragon King Temple, and your family doesn't recognize your family."

The monk sighed.

They are all ancestors of Kong Temple, and they were friends with Qing Shi Jianxian!

Both of them practice kendo, and they are both the ancestors of Kong Temple, so they have the reputation of "All Kong Sword Buddha".

"I was confused before. It was the reincarnation of that fellow Daoist that made me wake up completely from the haze. If I have offended you, please forgive me."

The man said apologetically.

The monk said with a smile: "This is probably called no fight, no acquaintance."

Speaking, he didn't look at the sound transmission to Su Yi, "Do you think that guy will be Qingshi Jianxian?"

"How do I know, I don't even know his origin."

Su Yi replied.

"Qingshi Sword Immortal, regarded as the most legendary sword cultivator in the end of the law era, it is said that an immortal in the sky once wanted to accept him as a disciple and lead him to the immortal world for cultivation, but he was rejected. Yan said that he wanted to find a way for himself to point to the gate of Xianmen."

"I also learned from the ancient books of the sect that Qing Shi Jianxian and the patriarch of my school were close friends, and they asked about swords together."

"But I never thought that an old guy like him who should have died in the age of the end of the law has lived to this day!"

As the monk Kongzhao said, he could not help but wipe his cold sweat.

This is appalling.

Su Yi was relatively calm, and said: "Don't worry, I saw a descendant of immortals from the fairyland not long ago, who also suffered the catastrophe of the end of the law and turned into a dead spirit."

"Descendants of Fairies?"

Monk Kongzhao gasped in shock.

Su Yi said: "What are you afraid of, it's just a dead soul, not to mention the one who just said, if you really want to kill, it is impossible for you to escape for seven days and seven nights."

Monk Kongzhao: "…"

He always felt that he was despised and insulted.

However, if you think about it, this is indeed the case