A small episode about Zhang Sheng’s wife was quickly turned over. Feng Yin and others came to Jianzhong not to solve the love between children.

"I want to ask you for something, we need you to use the Dead Sword here to find someone."

Zhang Sheng was stunned when he heard this: "Use the Dead Sword to find someone? Could it be that there is news about which missing senior from this sect?"

In the Lingjian Sword Tomb, not only are the immortal swords that were damaged by the Jianshe Sect for thousands of years, but also a considerable number of missing swords buried. Although these immortal swords are not damaged, the sword spirit is trapped due to the departure of the master.

Self-enclosure makes it unbearable to use. The Lingjian Sect placed these swords in the sword tomb not only to commemorate the sword master, but also to find a glimmer of hope for regaining his own hope. The Lingjian Sect uses swords to enter the Tao, and there is a strange between the monks and the swords.

Contact us, as long as we are still alive, we will be expected to find people.

Of course, this hope is limited to hope. During the thousands of years since the Sword Tomb existed, there were not more than ten monks who were found in this way. So I heard that Feng Yin and others were going to use the Dead Sword to find people, so Zhang Sheng was also

Surprised.

"It's not a senior, it's a..." Feng Yin pondered silently, his eyes turned around, and he saw that his junior brothers and sisters became more and more confused, and he thought that the secret was about to be understood.

"I am a person I know, I want you to help me find my senior brother."

"Varied……"

A word is all shocked.

Feng Yin, the ten elders of Tianjian Hall, is the first. He devoted himself to the past two hundred years to make the Lingjian Sect move forward. He is the only one of the contemporary senior brothers. However, this time, Feng Yin said the three words "The Senior Brother".

...So, if you want to be Feng Yin’s senior brother, the only one person in the world is qualified, but that person was already two hundred years ago... And what is the relationship between the senior brother and the two people who are missing now?

"If you find him, you can find those two." Feng Yin didn't explain too much, "Can you do it?"

Zhang Sheng thought for a while: "The eldest brother's relics that day did exist in the sword tomb, but I am not sure whether he can find him himself. Because since you have found this place, it is obvious that ordinary methods have been used.

”

Feng Yin said, "Do your best, I believe the eldest brother will definitely respond."

"Okay, then I'll give it a try."

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Behind the thatched cottage is a white wilderness, uneven? The hilly ground is filled with the intent of dead swords, and there are no plants, trees, mosquitoes in the wilderness, and the vitality is gone. Even Feng Yin and his party feel a little uncomfortable when they come here.

However, Zhang Sheng was at ease here. He had been in seclusion for two hundred years. His body and mind had been inseparable from this dead sword intent. When he came here, he was like a fish in water. His white hair danced in the wilderness with the wind, making his whole body feel ethereal.

Outstanding temperament.

Feng Yin looked at it with the starry divine eyes and couldn't see through Zhang Sheng's background at this time. He could only roughly judge that his strength was no less than that of anyone in the Tianjian Hall.

"I didn't expect that my junior brother had been in seclusion in Jianzhong for two hundred years, but he was one step ahead of us in the immortal path."

Zhang Sheng smiled and said, "If the fifth senior sister hadn't woken me up in time, I'm afraid I would have turned into a handful of white sand in this wilderness at this time. How could I have had the opportunity to have a great enlightenment? Speaking of which, the fifth senior sister is amazing, she deserves to inherit the senior brother.

The mantle...Okay, it's here."

While talking, the group came to the front of a hill. Zhang Sheng stood in front of him and sighed softly: "The eldest brother's relics are all here... Brother Feng Yin, are you really sure that the eldest brother is still there?"

Feng Yin nodded.

At this time, Liu Xian and others also vaguely guessed the truth, and they were all nervous, with mixed feelings and no more words could be said.

Zhang Sheng then walked up the hill, and while walking, he also asked the air beside him, "Lu, I'll ask you later, just like I taught you."

Hua Yun was stunned when she heard this: You need someone who doesn't exist to help with such an important matter? However, just as she was about to say something, she was stopped by Feng Yin.

Watch the changes.

Zhang Sheng quickly stood on the top of the hill, and then his true energy began to move slowly, from stillness to motion, and in an instant, it caused a storm. The power spreading in the wilderness was swept by Zhang Sheng, and it was as if it was torn to pieces by force.

At that time, a vortex of death quickly condensed into substance, in the shape of a funnel, and swirled downwards into Zhang Sheng's feet.

"Lu! Filter me a little."

"yes."

At this moment, Feng Yin and others clearly heard the voice of a gentle woman. The next moment, on the hill, in front of Zhang Sheng, a slender woman condensed into a physical body bit by bit under the surging storm of death.

That's right, it's the poison-removing doctor who made Zhang Sheng dream of, the fuse that destroyed everything...

However, Feng Yin and others were no longer able to think about why a person imagined out of thin air suddenly existed. Because with the appearance of dew, the violent death aura became a little gentle, and after gathering a large amount of death aura, Zhang Sheng

The hills under her feet also began to tremble violently.

Bang!

With a shocking sound of stones, the hill completely cracked, and several balls of white light rushed straight into the sky, and then slowly landed until it floated quietly in front of you.

A broken sword, half a robe, a hairpin, and two broken books.

Zhang Sheng landed with the light ball tiredly, and the dew around him had become invisible again.

"These are the relics of the eldest brother. They were originally just a pile of residual powder, which was briefly activated by the dead breath I gathered in the sword tomb, restored a little body shape, and inspired a touch of spirituality. Next, they should be instinctive.

Driven by the way, I look for the master's tracks... But I will confirm again, is the eldest brother really still there?"

Feng Yin was silent for a long time. The relationship between the eldest brother Ouyang Shang and Wang Lu could not be explained clearly in a few words. Whether the eldest brother is still there at this time is actually not sure.

But, what else can I do?

"The eldest brother is still here, he will definitely respond to the call."

"good."

Zhang Sheng nodded and reached out to separate the relics.

In an instant, the white lights began to twist wildly, surging like wild beasts, surging with heart-wrenching fluctuations.

"This is……"

Zhang Sheng said: "Wake up these guys who have been resting for two hundred years and tell them that their master is still alive. They will inevitably feel excited. Of course, this is a good thing. If you are excited, you will work harder to call. But the side effect is, if

They found that the master did not exist, and they might be able to make fun of them... Most of the guys who gathered the sword tomb and started to get angry, but they were very powerful."

Feng Yin's expression changed slightly when he heard this, but he quickly calmed down.

"Don't worry, senior brother will definitely not let us down."

Zhang Sheng smiled and said, "He has never disappointed me."

As the two talked, Ouyang Shang's several broken relics twisted more violently, and waves that could be seen from the naked eye began to spread and erupt wantonly, and the violent power was shocking.

"Oh, it seems that these guys have a little bad patience. After just a while, I feel impatient and start to get angry."

Zhang Sheng said this, but his expression gradually became gloomy. He pressed one hand in front of him and hugged a ball of air with the other hand, clearly having made a defensive posture.

"Senior Brother Feng Yin, if the worst happens later, don't take it lightly. I know you are very powerful now, but these are the relics of the eldest brother..."

Before he finished speaking, there was another bang in the wilderness, and a mound in the distance exploded, and several white lights floated in the air.

Zhang Sheng widened his eyes, a little incredible: "This..."

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Continuously, the mounds in the wilderness collapsed, and more and more relics of the deceased were aroused from their spirituality and awakened from the slumber of the earth. White lights connected into a galaxy, and countless relics of the deceased began to follow Ouyang.

Shang's relics clamored.

Zhang Sheng smiled slightly: "It's so bad. I seem to underestimate the appeal of my senior brother. That guy began to call on the entire sword tomb to rebel. And it is not only the relics of our golden generation monks, but also the relics of our ancestors in the previous generation.

He also began to respond to him. Really, the eldest brother himself didn't have such a bad temper back then. Where did these dead things learn about this problem?”

After a pause, Zhang Sheng asked: "Senior Brother, I have not made a sword tomb in the past few years. Is the Lingjian Sect's current mountain protection formation still reliable? If it explodes later, its power should be a few more than the 49th heavenly tribulation.

How many, can it be stopped?"

Feng Yin did not answer, but it was not difficult to see from his solemn expression that even if he could block it, he would definitely not be relaxed...

Lu Li, who was usually responsible for maintaining the formation, even broke out in cold sweat and asked softly: "Senior brother, don't call Ling'er and the others..."

Before he finished speaking, Ouyang Shang's broken sword suddenly flew high, and half of the broken sword body recovered little by little under the light. Then, a violent wave ran straight through the sky along the upward sword body, the Spirit Sword Sect

The clouds and mist formation were broken in an instant, and the aftermath continued, sweeping away the large clouds in Cangxi Prefecture.

That is the strongest sound this sword can make.

After a while, it seemed very long, and it seemed only a moment. The flying sword trembled, and red blood oozed out of the clear sword, just like the blood and tears of a desperate person.

However, bathed in blood and tears, the flying sword was scarlet all over, but the sword edge slowly turned downward, and the cold light reflected into Feng Yin and others' eyes.

"This guy... seems to be really angry with us." Zhang Sheng hugged the person in his arms even tighter, "Senior Brother Feng Yin, this time, you seem to have been betting wrong."

Feng Yin and others had already formed a formation, waiting for the flying sword in the air to explode.

However, the next moment, from the endless distant sky, a lightning flash fell down obliquely, and the blood-colored flying sword in the middle.

Then, familiar and unfamiliar voices stirred everyone's ears.
Chapter completed!