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The jaw bulged and sank, and the entire head of the blood python had risen up, as if a bucket had suddenly filled with water larger than its own volume, and changed shape.

The blood-sparkling python body was like an iron hoop, tightly wrapped around the huge body of the rat spirit, and it was still shrinking.

Wang Dazhu and Monk Yuantong stood not far away, watching this scene in amazement. Where is this the product of the transformation of sword intent, it is clearly a living creature with its own spirituality.

The transformation of sword intent, the most coarse expression, is based on sword intent, and then uses sword intent to urge Dao power and vitality, and forms a specific image in the mind of the sword maker. However, if the sword intent transformation is cultivated to the extreme, the sword intent transformation not only has the appearance of the transformation product, but also some of its own supernatural attributes.

Looking at Xu Lin's blood python again, it is like a living creature, at this time, it is using its most primitive form to strangle the prey, and then devour it whole.

Monk Yuantong shifted his gaze to Xu Lin not far away, and now Xu Lin, only to see his delicate face, heroic, and his eyes are even more blazing staring at the prey in the mouth of the blood python, holding a sword in one hand, and twisting the trick quickly in the other, his whole person has entered the realm of forgetting about things and me.

However, when Xu Lin shouted again, the python raised its head to the sky and lifted the rat spirit that still had a small half of its body in one gulp. When its jaw swelled violently, the body of the rat spirit was swallowed into the python's mouth at once, and then slowly sank in the python's body at a degree visible to the naked eye.

Xu Lin put away his sword, and the blood python lowered his head, then glanced at Xu Lin lazily, his body moved with some difficulty, and then he lay on the ground without moving, without a trace of movement.

The corners of Xu Lin's mouth were slightly upturned, and when an evil smile appeared on his face, the blade of the sword was retracted, and with a crisp buzzing sound, the blood python that was lying on the ground suddenly became blurred. And when Xu Lin twisted the trick again, the blood python's body suddenly turned into a blood-colored streamer, and quickly rushed towards the blood jade sword in Xu Lin's hand, and then attached it to the cyan sword body, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

When he put away his sword and raised his eyes to look at the Yuantong monk and Wang Dazhu who were stunned, Xu Lin smiled slightly and said, "Smile!"

"The treasure of Buddhism!" After the Yuantong monk muttered, he was thinking about how to retrieve the picture scroll, but Wang Dazhu laughed and said, "What a bright one!"

Striding towards Xu Lin, Wang Dazhu's face was full of red light, and when he walked to Xu Lin's approach, he slapped Xu Lin on the shoulder: "The void hides the sword technique, the sword intent is transformed, junior brother, how did you cultivate this cultivation that has just arrived in the Huandan Eradication Realm." ”

Regarding Wang Dazhu's question, Xu Lin probably understood that when he was playing against Ming Kang in the sword game, when he saw Ming Kang's strange sword intent, Xu Lin had suspected that this was the magic power of the Void Hidden Swordsmanship, and when Wang Dazhu asked him, he was even more sure in his heart. It's just that this Void Hidden Sword Technique is an untold secret of Kunlun, and what I have cultivated is afraid that it is only the tip of the iceberg, and the real Void Hidden Sword Technique should be even more incalculable.

As for this sword intent transformation, Xu Lin smiled, and integrated the blood spirit into the sword body of the blood jade sword, which was also an unintentional move at the beginning, and now the power really makes Xu Lin very satisfied, especially when he got the remnant treasure of the blood spirit bead chain this time, its devouring special effect is so wonderful, which is also something Xu Lin never expected.

"Later!"

Xu Lin's words were clever, but he was also reasonable, Wang Dazhu instantly understood, and then glared at the Yuantong monk and said: "What is the idea of the great monk, we are very clear, the treasure of that picture scroll is the residence of the capable, not to mention that it is not the thing of your Golden Wheel Temple, but the treasure of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect back then, since my junior brother has it, it is it!"

Monk Yuantong smiled bitterly, of course he understood what Wang Dazhu said, but it was about the treasures of Buddhism, but Monk Yuantong's mind couldn't be put down, but he didn't know how to open his mouth, just at the moment when he was stunned, Xu Lin suddenly raised his eyebrows and looked at the sky, and Wang Dazhu, who was beside Xu Lin, also raised his head in confusion.

In the dark night, the starlight was everywhere, although as the sky gradually brightened, the starlight gradually dimmed, but there was a little light that was extremely fast across the sky, it was not a meteor, but a retreat.

"Is this an extraneous branch?" Xu Lin said in a low voice.

Maybe it was because the fighting noise was too loud, which disturbed the nearby cultivators, and looking at the degree of retreat, the cultivators who came were not low.

"No!" Wang Dazhu's face suddenly showed a hint of joy, and then he turned to Xu Lin and said, "It's the second senior brother!"

"Second Senior Brother?" Xu Lin looked at the faint light that was getting closer and closer in surprise, and he couldn't help but think of a young handsome man with a stern expression in his mind.

The Moon Peak of the Kunlun Sect is mainly based on sword cultivation, and because of the decline of sword cultivation, the disciples of this sect are the least among the peaks in Kunlun. But there are also a few people, among the younger generation in Kunlun, they can be regarded as leaders, including the upcoming second senior brother.

The second senior brother of Mochizuki Peak, Xu Lin has dealt with a lot, this person who is meticulous in doing things, always has a cold face, and when he speaks, he mostly "instructs" others to do something, rather than "explaining" what others want to do, because of his pride.

Xu Lin's second senior brother is an extremely proud person, not only because he is a sword cultivator, but also because of his cultivation, even among the younger generation of disciples of the Kunlun Sect, in Xu Lin's impression, it seems that only his senior brother Mingyuan can make him lower his noble head, and there are few people left, even if they can make him look at him levelly.

For this second senior brother, Xu Lin is very jealous, when he was a fireman in Mochizuki Peak, every time he sent food to the second senior brother Minghan, Xu Lin was cautious, but even so, he would still be admonished by the second senior brother, of course, most of the things he said were for Xu Lin's sake, but in Xu Lin's ears, why was he so uncomfortable.

It's like if there is someone who wants to urge you to practice swordsmanship, when this person looks at you with a smile and says, "Remember to practice swords today!" At this time, your mood may be very warm, even if it is not warm, you will not feel uncomfortable. But this person, if he has a cold face, then squints his eyes arrogantly, looks at you, and then says bluntly: "Sword, it is to be practiced, can you remember?" At this time, in your heart, I am afraid that you will not be happy.

Minghan is such a person, he doesn't know how to turn when he speaks, and he is like a sword in his hand, cold and straight!

When this light gradually approached, Wang Dazhu, who was originally happy, restrained his smile, and then quickly tidied up his clothes, and after seeing that there was nothing wrong, he stepped forward with a solemn expression, stood there with a respectful face, and waited for Minghan's arrival.

Xu Lin was no exception, learning from Wang Dazhu's appearance, first roughly tidying up his own clothes, and then taking a small step forward, standing slightly behind Wang Dazhu, looking at the light slowly landing, he arched his hand with Wang Dazhu and said, "Second senior brother!"

The light dissipated, a fair-faced and handsome young man, dressed in Kunlun Taoist clothes, dancing with the wind, his clothes were clean and tidy, not to mention, there was not a little wrinkle, I saw that after he glanced at Wang Dazhu, he looked at Xu Lin behind Wang Dazhu carefully.

Suddenly, when he raised his hand, a sword light condensed out from between his fingers, like thunder, and slashed straight towards Xu Lin.

Not daring to have the slightest slackness, Xu Lin's sword breath surged around him, and the same finger shot out, the sword breath was ethereal and traceless, but it was extremely accurate to annihilate the sword in time when it was about to die.

Ming Han nodded slightly, and then didn't say anything, but his gaze crossed over to Xu Lin and met Monk Yuantong.

"Master Lao!"

Monk Yuantong was slightly stunned, and then a smile just floated out on his face, but this Ming Han withdrew his gaze, and looked at Xu Lin in a blink of an eye and said, "Not bad!"

Monk Yuantong showed an embarrassed look on his face, and thought with some dissatisfaction in his heart, how can this disciple of Kunlun Moon Peak be so abnormal, not to mention the vulgar Wang Dazhu, just this Xu Lin is extremely cruel for a while, and he is compassionate for the world's feelings for a while, and the second senior brother in front of him is even more cold and makes people shiver, and then look at it, but Wang Dazhu can seem slightly more normal compared with these two.

"Senior brother praised, junior brother is ashamed, I don't deserve it!"

When he said this, Xu Lin's expression was extremely modest, but he was snorted coldly by Lai Minghan: "You must be self-aware, you clearly feel in your heart that you can afford the word 'good', why is it so hypocritical and polite." ”

"Yes, yes, the little junior brother will never be able to change the sour book of that body, the second senior brother doesn't want to see the outside!" Wang Dazhu laughed dryly on the side to relieve Xu Lin.

"Can't do it!" Ming Han glanced at Wang Dazhu, looked at the other party for a moment, and then refocused his cold gaze on Xu Lin's body and said, "Do you understand!"

Xu Lin pretended to be extremely ashamed: "Senior brother understands, being a man must be like a sword!"

This time, Minghan finally had a smile on his face, and nodded appreciatively: "Yes!"

Hearing the conversation between the three brothers, Monk Yuantong's heart was extremely awkward, but it was difficult to say anything, but in his mind, there was always a picture scroll that was taken away by Xu Lin, and he couldn't help but interject: "Master Xu, I don't know if this scroll can be handed over to the next to deal with?"

Seeing that everyone's eyes were focused on his body, the monk Yuantong recited the Buddha's name in his heart, and then said: "After all, this picture scroll was painted by the painting monk back then, and it contains a trace of his anger and demons, the poor monk wants to bring the picture scroll back to the temple, and then ask the monks in the temple to resolve the demon thoughts, which can be regarded as a merit." ”

Wang Dazhu and Xu Lin understood it, but when these words came to the ears of Ming Han, who had just come here, they were extremely incomprehensible, and when they looked at Wang Dazhu and Xu Lin inexplicably, Wang Dazhu told Ming Han what happened before, and after listening to it, Ming Han just nodded, and said to the Yuantong monk: "What does merit have to do with us!"

When Monk Yuantong was stunned, Ming Han said to Xu Lin again: "What you get, it's yours!"

After Xu Lin answered, when the Yuantong monk wanted to say something, Ming Han said to Xu Lin and Wang Dazhu: "Go!"