Baishixian Road

Chapter 146 Great Spirit Rust Sword
In addition to nausea, this so-called 'patrol' also has a suffocating sense of oppression.

But to be honest, the biggest impact on Xu Mo was the impact brought by his exaggerated appearance.

Let's talk about oppression.

To be honest, this ghost patrol is still far behind.

It is not as good as the master of the square city, not as good as Jingxu and Jingkong monks, not as good as the thousand-armed Buddha, and not as good as the terrifying sage who covered the sky with dark clouds as a curtain over the capital.

So Xu Mo would only feel disgusted, but if he was actually scared by the other party and didn't dare to move, that wouldn't be the case.

At this time Xu Mo turned his head to look.

He found a rusty sword hanging beside him.

This sword is beyond my control.

Immediately reacted.

This is Sword Demon.

It turned out that this guy had been hiding among those rusty swords. He pretended to be controlled by him before, and followed him around. If he hadn't met the patrol, this guy probably wouldn't have shown up.

After a close inspection, Xu Mo understood.

A sword ghost is just a sword.

A sword of great spirit.

Same as listening.

"That is to say, in the previous cycle, I was killed by this sword several times?" Xu Mo muttered in his heart.

At this moment, Xu Mo was full of doubts.

But because the weird patrol is still there, now is not the time to communicate with this sword ghost.

At this time, the exaggerated-looking patrol started to swim towards this side, and those human legs looked like goosebumps.

Obviously, the other party may have noticed something.

If you get closer, you will definitely be discovered.

"Think about it!"

Sword Ghost whispered in Xu Mo's ear.

Xu Mo really has a way. With a thought in his mind, a rusty sword hanging behind him immediately flew into the distance, and with a bang, it hit a certain wall a hundred meters away.

This sound was very harsh in the quiet environment.

The patrol was immediately attracted, and the dozens of terrifying faces looked in that direction together, and then quickly swam towards that direction.

Xu Mo also took the opportunity to throw away the rag and ran in another direction.

Of course, he wasn't running around, the sword ghost was leading him.

Just run with this rusty sword.

After twisting and turning, I arrived at a garden and walked into a gap in the rockery before stopping.

Xu Mo looked at the rusty sword in front of him, and asked, "What's your name, Fellow Daoist?"

"What do you think I am now?" Sword Demon asked.

"A rusty sword!" Xu Mo said truthfully.

"Then call me Rusty Sword."

The name is too casual.

"It can be seen that, Fellow Daoist Rust Sword, you are informal. By the way, the patrol just now..."

"That thing is very scary. The mummy you saw was sucked blood by it, and it became half dead, but it can't be recovered. It will endure endless horror forever."

When Xu Mo heard this, he felt that he must not be caught by the patrol.

If you don't kill yourself and make yourself half-dead, then you can't even restart the world if you want to enter the next cycle.

Therefore, once caught, or lost, suicide is a good choice.

"Where did the patrol come from?"

"I don't know, I have been here since I was born in Lingyun, and I have never left, but the tour has existed longer than me."

"Then Daoist Rust Sword, why did you help me?" What Xu Mo said was that the other party took the initiative to show up, cut off the broken flag, and helped him cover this matter.

"The sword is an ordinary iron. It is psychic because it is held, it is moved by thoughts, and it kills everything because of the killing intent. The way of the sword is the way of killing. If you want to become a fairy, I want to enter the Tao. You take me to kill people, okay?" ?”

After Xu Mo listened, he thought to himself that no wonder the other party kept saying that the sword is like ordinary iron and the sword is originally ordinary iron. It turned out that the sword was always talking about itself.

If it wants to enter the Tao, it must have a master.

The sword of no master is still Fantie.

In other words, it is actually looking for a master.

Could it be understood that this sword thinks that I, Xu Mo, are qualified to be its master?
Understood.

In this case, a fool would refuse.

Think about it, a rusty sword stood out among the scraps of scrap metal, giving birth to wisdom.

That is such an easy task.

They are not satisfied with the status quo, but keep forging ahead and enlightening themselves.

For such a progressive sword, he took the initiative to ask himself to be his master. It is really unreasonable not to agree to such a small request.

But before agreeing, Xu Mo still has some questions to clarify.

He is not stupid, he has to figure out the true details of this sword.

"It's okay to take you to kill people. When the time comes, you will follow me. Don't talk about people, ghosts, gods, Buddhas and saints. You can kill as many as you want."

Xu Mo first drew a big cake.

Sure enough, Rust Sword was buzzing with excitement when he heard that the pancake was so round and fragrant.

"However, the knowledge you know is very profound. Where did you learn it?"

Xu Mo asked.

This has to be figured out.

Since Lingyun was born in such a place, how could it be possible to know so many things without teaching or raising it?

In particular, he can also answer "Sword Essence of the Supreme Purity", and can also find out the secret key to dreaming in Fangshi.

With wild aura, it's impossible to do that.

Rust Sword was also straightforward, saying directly: "Those mummy teachers."

"A corpse?"

"Yes, mummy, I can communicate with them, not only the dozen or so you saw just now, but also in other places, as long as it is mummy here, I have learned from them, and I know all their knowledge."

Xu Mo was indeed surprised.

However, the mummy is indeed a strange thing that is half dead.

It seems that it is not impossible for Rusty Sword, born in this lightless ghostland, to communicate with these mummy.

Xu Mo continued to ask.

For example, what is going on with this Jianzong.

Another example, what else is valuable here.

"The mummy of the Sword Sect said that they didn't know what was going on. One day, the sun didn't rise as usual, and they realized that the entire sect, and even the small town they were in, had come to this weird place. Then they were caught in this darkness. Attacked by strange things, some of them are dead, and they are considered blessed, while some of them are not dead, but they are not as good as dead."

"As for the valuable places, there are indeed. If you go, I can lead the way, but it's best not to go, because it's too dangerous. If you die here, who will take me out?"

What Rusty Sword said makes sense.

But Xu Mo didn't listen.

"take me!"

Xu Mo is going to 'go ashore', so the more dangerous the place, the more opportunities there are.

You can't stop looking for opportunities just because you are afraid of danger.

"Besides the patrol, there are other dangers here. You'd better turn off the lanterns, because those who light the lanterns here are not good people."

Xu Mo can understand this.

But also didn't listen.

What Rusty Sword means is that in this kind of place, the weirdness in the dark is actually nothing. What is really scary are those who light up the lamps.

On the other hand, if the strength is not enough, lighting the lamp is courting death, and only those who have the ability dare to light the lamp.

But Xu Mo told Rust Sword something.

"I'm not a good stubble either!"

It wasn't for pretense, because Xu Mo could tell that Rust Sword, a ghost, was trying to test it.

It is still examining itself, whether it is qualified to be its master.

If he was timid, afraid of this and that, Xu Mo guessed that this guy would probably turn his back on him.

Xu Mo wanted to tell it with his strength.

Choose me, you won't regret it.

So Xu Mo walked forward with a lantern.

It's not Xu Mo bragging.

If he used the sword that he used to cut the sky in the capital, he would kill all the patrols and all the strange things directly.

Of course, this Heaven Severing Sword cannot be used indiscriminately.

If you use it, you will lose half your life.

But it doesn't mean Xu Mo can't use it, it's like a hole card, a hole card to support Xu Mo.

It will make people full of confidence.

Now Xu Mo is very confident. Sometimes, even the rusty sword is a little afraid of him because of the confident Xu Mo.

"Don't be like this, let's keep a low profile. Just light the lamp when you light it. What are you singing for? And you can sing as long as you sing, don't be so loud, don't forget where this is, and don't be too ostentatious."

It started to persuade.

The attitude is even a little humble.

"I'm not afraid. If you are afraid, quickly lead me to find the benefits of this place. Then I can take you away early. But, to be honest, that shitty inspector-general was so ugly just now, if I meet again, I have to kill it .”

"Shh, keep your voice down, there are scarier things here than patrols."

"It's not wrong to cut it!"

"Brother, let me beg you, please, let's go honestly."

"You don't want to kill people, kill ghosts, and split immortal Buddhas. Let's start here."

Having said that, you have to be careful.

For things like pretending to be coercive, you can just mean it, and you have to have a degree. If you really forget yourself, you can only be sent back to the Bajiao Pavilion.

Rust Sword led Xu Mo out of the yard.

In this dark and weird environment, the lantern is very conspicuous. Looking around, there are other green light spots in the distance, but the other party has no intention of coming over, and Xu Mo naturally will not look for the other party for nothing.

As I thought before, this is a small town.

But it's not just a small town.

Walking quickly, a forest appeared in front of him.

Xu Mo looked familiar.

It's a bit like the Black Soul Forest on the Chaoyun Temple in Jingzhou Diaopan Mountain.

　The more monthly tickets, the better. At present, among the double monthly tickets, it is expected to break through 1000.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)