Ling Chong has also heard the name of Bixia Temple, which is a famous jungle within 800 miles around Jinling City, and it is rumored that the monk Bixia in the temple is profound, and even proficient in magic, fortune-telling and fortune-telling, attracting some dignitaries and nobles to run to Bixia Mountain all day long, spending a lot of silver to ask for good luck. The grandmother of the pen www.biquge.info Pavilion was also very convinced of the old monk, and she had to go and live for some time every year.

Somehow, the monk he saw on Chu Mountain suddenly flashed in his mind, and asked, "Since Monk Bixia made a move, why don't you give him the evil sword and let him take it back to the temple to raise his anger with Buddhism?"

The shopkeeper shook his head: "The old monk said that he was not the master of this sword, and he insisted on interfering, but he made a mistake and refused to bring the sword back." Er Shao, the sword evil door is tight, I also see that you don't look down on the other three long swords, so I am willing to let you give it a try. If you are the master of this sword hit, there will be good fortune in the future, if you are not the master, you must not be strong, otherwise if something happens to you, how can the little one explain to the boss!"

Ling Chong nodded: "Don't worry, I'm not a three-year-old child, so I will take care of my priorities." What you said hooked my mind, so why don't you come with me to see it!" the shopkeeper nodded reluctantly, and the three of them left the quiet room and went downstairs. The treasure house of the treasure pavilion was built underground, the second son took the candle and led the way in front, the shopkeeper took out the key, opened the door, and the three of them entered the underground treasure house.

As soon as you enter the treasure house, you will be greeted by a sinister aura. Ling Chong nodded secretly: "Uncle Wang also taught me the way of feng shui, the treasure house is built underground, attracting the evil qi of the earth, using evil to control evil, and dissolving the rustic spirit in antiques and antiques, but the person who built it also has some skills." "The treasure house was built in the direction of gossip, and the shopkeeper and the man led the way, turning left and right. There are many niches dug in the stone walls on both sides, and there are many precious things, all of which are priceless.

The three of them came to the deepest part of the treasury in front of a thick iron door, the shopkeeper took out the key, opened the iron door tremblingly, and lit the fire candle on the wall with the inside, this treasure house has three zhang square circle, full of rare treasures, some are the things of the previous dynasty, and there are also things that have been handed down when the Ming Dynasty opened the country. Porcelain, ivory, armor, gemstones, pearls, everything, worth more than 10 million?

In normal times, Ling Chong would definitely take the opportunity to make fun of this indiscriminate shopkeeper, but at this moment, his face was solemn, staring at a thing in the warehouse, not for a moment. There is a wooden box on a wooden table in the center, made of high-quality sandalwood, two feet seven inches long, five inches wide, and three inches thick. "Zheng!" suddenly there was a sword roar in the wooden box, and the shopkeeper screamed, his legs weakened, and he sat down on the ground, shouting: "Listen!

Ling Chong's eyes were light, he stepped forward slowly, and gently reached out to stroke the wooden box, and a strange feeling was conveyed to his fingertips along the delicate texture of the sandalwood, and it was strange to say that the Buddhist charm was originally tightly attached to the wooden box, but with Ling Chong's touch, it was uncovered little by little. "Zheng!" When all the charms fell off, there was another sword sound from the wooden box!

Ling Chong sighed: "This sword has been channeled, and the sword spirit has been completed. "There is no lock on the wooden box, and it is opened with a light lift. An unsheathed long sword lay firmly in the box, two feet and five inches long, the sword body was full of engraved cloud patterns, the hilt was cast in the shape of a dragon's head, and there was a faint trace of blood on the blade. "Zheng!" the evil sword rang out for the third time, and suddenly jumped up from the wooden box, standing upright. The shopkeeper screamed, only frightened that the and urine flowed together, and his mouth kept shouting: "Evil thing, evil thing!" The young man rolled his eyes and fainted directly.

Ling Chong's face was solemn, and he slowly reached out and grasped the hilt of the sword. A cold aura suddenly penetrated through the bones, like a sharp needle piercing the brain. He snorted, and there seemed to be a surging sea of blood in front of him, and countless ghosts and white bones and skeletons were struggling and crying among them, and a voice sounded in his ears: "Kill! Kill all the people in the world! Kill all living beings! Kill! Kill!"

When the shopkeeper saw Ling Chong pick up the evil sword, his eyes suddenly glowed red, and his whole body trembled, and he couldn't help shouting: "Er Shao! Er Shao! Wake up! What's wrong with you!" Ling Chong's mind was almost occupied by this wisp of demonic thoughts in the evil sword, but fortunately, he was firm in his heart on weekdays, and what he practiced was the authentic internal strength of the Xuanmen. ”

This is the internal strength of the heart contained in the "Taixuan Sword Sutra", which is as incomplete as the sword technique, only more than 100 words, but it is profound and mysterious, mysterious and mysterious, Ling Chong can have such an achievement at a young age, most of it is due to the work of this set of mental methods. After reciting it silently for the third time, a cool air was born in the dantian, and it went straight to the gate of heaven, and the emotions that were originally bewitched by the evil qi in the sword gradually stabilized, and there seemed to be thousands of panicked screams in the ears.

Ling Chong let out a long sigh and woke up from the Blood Sea Illusion, the treasurer was still crying and grabbing the ground, and couldn't help but laugh: "The treasurer, Young Master Ben is fine, what are you howling?" The treasurer shouted: "Second Young, aren't you possessed by evil things?" Ling Chong said angrily: "What, are you really looking forward to Young Master Ben being possessed by demons?" The treasurer hurriedly shook his head, and then said with great joy: "Great! Since the second young master was not possessed by the evil spirit in the sword, he must have surrendered the monster in it, it turns out that the second young master is the Allah who hit this sword!" Sycophants rolled in immediately.

Ling Chong let out a breath and looked at the evil sword in his hand. The long sword was silent, as if the few sword roars just now, the scene of the sea of blood in the eyes and the cry of the unjust soul were all illusory. "This sword is indeed a bit evil, and it can already be called a magic weapon. It's just that the internal strength and mental method contained in the "Taixuan Sword Sutra" that I practiced can actually restrain its abnormal appearance, which shows that the Sword Sutra is by no means just an ordinary martial arts classic, I am afraid that it is also a thing of Xuanmen Taoist cultivation and qi cultivation. ”

I wanted to find a sword to practice swordsmanship, but who knew that not only did I get an evil sword, but also unintentionally discovered that the internal skills of my swordsmanship might be the way to become an immortal that I had thought about for a while, Ling Chong was happy and just wanted to shout and express his heart. Fortunately, his qi cultivation kung fu was already quite hot, he stretched out his finger and flicked it on the evil sword, and asked lightly: "Shopkeeper, I want this sword, how much silver?"

The shopkeeper cracked his mouth and laughed, and even the back molars could be seen clearly: "Second Shao, didn't you hurt me? This damn evil sword almost killed my family." The second young man is Allah of this sword, it is to save my family in the midst of fire and water, how dare you accept your silver two?" This evil sword harmed his family almost ruined, the child died before he was born, and his wife almost died, his hatred for this sword is really difficult to wash away from the water of the four seas, but seeing that Ling Chong is the Allah that the monk Bixia said, this sword has nothing to do with him from then on, and can no longer harm him, and he is happy and ecstatic.

It's just that his life was saved, and the true character of the profiteer immediately emerged, but he spent a full eight hundred taels of silver to bring the sword over from the hands of a broken household, if it was taken away by Ling Chong in vain, it couldn't help but hurt a little. Ling Chong was secretly amused when he saw him looking pretentious, although he knew that what he said earlier about eight hundred taels of silver to collect this sword must not be true, but he didn't want to bother, and took out a silver ticket of one thousand taels of silver: "This is one thousand taels of silver, you don't have to look for the extra two hundred taels of silver, just treat it as a shock to you." How about we get our money and goods?"