Seeing that Xu Qinghuan was satisfied, Hu Daode finally breathed a sigh of relief and asked Xu Qinghuan. Seeing that he had nothing to do, he instructed the two new girls to serve Xu Qinghuan well and then left.

He didn't dare to stay by Xu Qinghuan for too long. The murderous aura on the other party's body, which almost condensed into substance, made him unsurprising that if he was with Xu Qinghuan for a moment, he would have a little more danger of being beaten back to his original form.

When the boss left, the two girls looked at me and looked at you, but they didn't dare to look up at Xu Qinghuan. This person was too cold and they were all afraid.

Xu Qinghuan did not show a good expression and said lightly: "There is a music score here. You can take a look first and then play it for me."

Finally, one of the girls with a short head timidly took a piece of music score from Xu Qinghuan. The music score was unknown and was played as a chorus of the piano and flute. If they wanted to play it, the two of them would have to cooperate tacitly.

She pulled another companion and whispered quietly to prepare for the song.

However, when the two of them started discussing, they were shocked. Xu Qinghuan put the knife in their hands on the table and made a crisp sound of the knife. The two patted their chests gently. Seeing that Xu Qinghuan had no changes, they just watched the knife and ignored them, so they relaxed and continued to study the unknown music score.

Xu Qinghuan stared at his sword, but in fact he was communicating with the sword.

"Can the demonic nature of the Blood-Changing Divine Sword be washed away by this music score?" Xu Qinghuan's divine thoughts were transmitted, and the other two women in the room did not hear it.

The scabbard shook slightly, and only Xu Qinghuan heard a slightly demonic man's voice, "This is a hard work by Jinye Zhenren more than 10,000 years ago. Even when the Demon Lord was alive, he was amazed by it. If I had not been trusted by the Demon Lord, I would have no chance to record the score. Although I have not personally verified whether the Demon Lord can cleanse the demonic nature of the Blood God Sword, it is at least possible to help you keep your mind and not fall into a state of no return."

"Hmph, if you hadn't lie to me to practice this blood-transforming magic sword, I would have such a big problem. If I unfortunately fall into the devil's path, I would not let you go first." Xu Qinghuan said coldly.

This sword is the Blood-Cultivation Divine Sword, which contains a demon demon from the Demon Sect that was more than 10,000 years ago. By chance, he sacrificed the Blood-Cultivation Divine Sword, so he stepped into the Demonic Way with half his foot, and his heart was polluted by the demonic nature. He had to leave the view of killing, so as not to be noticed by the master in the view.

If it weren't for his approach to killing, he wouldn't have found a flaw in his mind and found the demon spirit hidden in the sword. The demon spirit is called Yu Zhongjie, who was a Confucian practitioner who joined the Demon Lord's command more than 10,000 years ago and practiced both righteousness and demons, becoming a top cultivator who was almost immortal. Later, the Demon Lord fell and the Demon Cult fell apart. He was plotted against him. The Demon Spirit lived in this blood-transforming sword and was imprisoned by him.

This knife has been flowing for thousands of years and finally fell into Xu Qinghuan's hands.

Xu Qinghuan was half-believing and half-doubting about what he said, but his blood sacrificed the Blood-Changing Divine Sword, and his demonic nature was so strong that he could not eliminate the troubles in the future.

Although the view of killing countless lives, the ancestor was born into the Xuanmen master and the immortal master at that time. When he established the view of killing, he used killing as a means of protecting life, and was not killing innocent people indiscriminately. Later, the view of killing rose and fell apart several times. Although the doctrine was changed, he did not deviate from the Xuanmen master and was still a giant in the immortal master in Yuanzhou. If he fell into the demonic path, the teacher of the Killing View would never tolerate him.

Most monks in the world are afraid of monks in the view of killing, and monks in the view of killing know more about their decisive decisiveness in killing. Although Xu Qinghuan has a great cultivation level in the sect, there are still many people who want to surpass him.

Not to mention those seniors who have already retired, even any of the Ten Swords of Killing have the ability to easily kill Xu Qinghuan. If his affairs are exposed and any of the Ten Swords of Killing will inevitably be in a situation where there will be no life.

Under this pressure, Xu Qinghuan had to temporarily cooperate with the demon spirit to find a way to wash away the demon nature.

The demon spirit heard Xu Qinghuan's resentment and disregarded it, and then said, "Do you know why I asked you to come to this place? After all, it is not difficult to find two women who can play the piano and flute. You don't have to come here to find it."

Xu Qinghuan snorted coldly: "If you don't say it, I will ask you too."

The demon spirit chuckled and said, "Because there is a bone demon near here that is about to be transformed from a demon. If you can subdue this demon, you can take its white bone body and replace your own bones, so as to become an immortal body before you cut through the illusion. At that time, you use the immortal body to activate the blood-transforming sword and the supreme killing holy technique of killing. As long as you are not those old and immortal guys in the Three Palaces and Four Views, this Yuanzhou land is not allowed to run rampant. Even if the ten killing swords you fear can be killed laughter and killed."

It talks freely and outlines a bright future for Xu Qinghuan.

Xu Qinghuan said: "You think I will believe your nonsense."

He sneered in his heart. If he eliminated the troubles, he would be the first to kill the demon spirit in the sword.

The demon spirit seemed to be unaware of it, and was still free to paint the cake for Xu Qinghuan.

After half a quarter of an hour, the short woman who first took the music score bowed to Xu Qinghuan Yingying and said, "Young Master, we have figured it out, let's play it for you."

Xu Qinghuan nodded indifferently.

The woman looked up at him quietly, thinking that even if she gave such a handsome handsome man, she would not lose money even if she gave him that. But she would not reveal this little thought.

One of them played the piano and the other played the flute. The beautiful notes rippled in the room. Xu Qinghuan tapped the table lightly and was soon immersed in the beautiful and moving music. This music score is worthy of being the legendary work of the music saint Jin Ye Zhenren. Even if two ordinary women play this song, they have unspeakable charm.

Xu Qinghuan seemed to have lost her soul, and turned into a clear butterfly, wandering on the rivers and lakes, lingering in the reeds, the uncontrollable murderous aura in her body gradually converged, and her eyebrows and eyes stretched out, like ice melting snow, like a night of spring breeze, causing flowers to bloom on the street.

The magic sword spirit was also immersed in the movement, trembling gently, and the rhythm of the song.

Suddenly, the blade trembled, jumped up from the table, and landed in Xu Qinghuan's hand. The murderous aura that had gradually restrained in Xu Qinghuan's body suddenly burst out, surging like a tide, bursting out and pounced out of the window.

The solid windows instantly turned into powder, and there was nothing unusual in the sky.

Xu Qinghuan breathed slowly, and the two women playing the piano and flute fainted, and the people and things were unknown.

The tremor in his room naturally alarmed Hu Daode. Then someone came over to take a look. Xu Qinghuan naturally noticed it and ordered the people from the immortal nest to take the two women away.

After he and others left, he said to the demon spirit with dissatisfaction: "What are you going to do?"
Chapter completed!