Chapter 487: The Best at Digging Holes

The red light that suddenly fell surprised Nanzheng, and what happened next terrified her even more.

A faint aura emanated from the bottom of the statue and quickly enveloped the entire ruined temple.

The silver bells on her body moved with no wind, making a crisp sound.

Who is performing tribal sorcery, so powerful?

What Nanzheng was even more afraid of was whether these bells would alarm the ancestor in the black coffin. If the ancestor blamed himself, what should he do?

With a soft creak, the coffin lid of the black coffin was slowly removed, revealing a small crack.

Nanzheng looked back and almost passed out.

At some point, there was another person in front of the black coffin.

It was a child, wearing a cardigan and combing a bun, with a thin figure and a pale face.

The child stretched out his hand into the air, picked up the tiny breath, brought it to his nose and smelled it, and made an old voice: "The smell of false gods."

Soon those faint breaths disappeared.

The child didn't do anything, just sat on the coffin, looking in the direction of the green hills in the distance.

Nanzheng's face was paler than his, thinking what the hell it was.

The child seemed to know what she was thinking, and said: "You are right, I am the sword ghost, you can call me the sword ghost boy."

Of course Nanzheng knew what a sword ghost was, but how could there be such a sword ghost in the world?

Neither the Sword Demon nor the Nascent Soul had independent knowledge and spirit before the body disappeared, but the boy sitting on the coffin was obviously not like this.

"Keep me safe, don't let those beasts wake me up."

Sword Demon Boy floated up after saying these words, and soon disappeared into the night mountains.

It wasn't until a long time later that Nanzheng calmed down a little, and moved a little stiffly to the black coffin, looking nervously into the crack.

Nan Zhi's skinny body was still in the coffin, without any breath, as if he had died a long time ago.

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There is a gentle slope in front of Shuiyue Nunnery, and there is a huge peach blossom under the slope, the petals are falling with the wind, like rain, and two girls are talking under the peach tree.

"My Celestial Mastery is too poor. The Master did the calculation for someone a few days ago, and it will take half a year to do it again. The Supreme Elder has not seen anyone for a long time."

She refused for three consecutive sentences, Zhen Tao was very sorry, her face flushed slightly and said: "Senior Sister Guodong has a weird temper, she is recuperating, I don't dare to say anything at all..."

Back then in Chaoge City, Mo Xi from Shuiyue Temple colluded with Bulaolin in an attempt to assassinate Zhao Layue. After the incident failed, she was beheaded by Guodong and thrown at the gate of Zhao's residence.

Now Mo Xi is still alive and raised in a village on the other side of the mountain. Someone from the nunnery occasionally visits her.

Zhen Tao heard her senior sisters describe her current miserable situation, and she had great fear of senior sister Guo Dong.

"It's okay." Bai Zao said with a smile.

She had already guessed who Senior Guo Dong was, so naturally she would not force Zhen Tao.

She came to Shuiyue Nunnery this time because of senior Guo Dong's confession.

That year Pei Baifa fell into the sea and died, Su Ziye betrayed, He Zhan was disheartened, but the situation in Xihai was not over yet.

Through senior brother Tong Yan, she knew the high hopes that senior Guo Dong placed on her, so she wanted to come to Shuiyue Nunnery to meet her, and by the way, asked the seniors in the nunnery to calculate the prospects of this trip.

It's okay if you can't calculate it. After all, it's not as good as man's calculation. Just try your best.

I hope all is well with my brother.

Bai Zao bid farewell to Zhen Tao, turned around and walked down the mountain, only to find a few petals on her shoulders when she reached the bottom of the mountain.

She suddenly remembered the well house in Chaoge City that year. There was a crabapple tree in the courtyard. He looked at her in the flower petal rain in the study, and seemed to appreciate it.

If this matter is done well, Qingshan will be in peace except for the big trouble, and Jing Jiu should be very happy if he is so lazy.

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A white line appeared on the blue west sea.

Tong Yan walks on the sea.

Jing Jiu did not forget his promise to him, and sent Qingtian Jian to Sanqian Nunnery outside Dayuan City, and then asked the old nun to release him.

The Qingtianjian was not tied behind Tong Yan's back, could it be placed in a certain spatial artifact?

If so, why didn't he use it when he was in Guocheng Temple and Lengshan?

Dozens of white lines appeared in the sky.

A disciple of the Xihai Sword Sect came with a sword and took him to Falling Immortal Island.

The huge window on the edge of the cliff can see the endless blue sea and millennium waves.

Xihai Sword God turned to look at Tong Yan, and said expressionlessly, "What do you use to throw?"

Tong Yan said: "Qing Tian Jian."

This is the answer anyone can think of.

Without a heavenly magic weapon, who is willing to bear the price of being suspected by the Zhongzhou faction?

Xihai Sword God said, "What do you want?"

Tong Yan said, "Alive."

Xihai Sword God said: "If you don't steal the Qingtian Jian, you can still live in the Zhongzhou faction, and you can live well, so this reason is not valid."

People who are not good at intrigue don't mean they are not smart, it's just that people like him and Jing Jing don't want to be distracted outside of their practice.

If Tong Yan couldn't give a suitable reason, Xihai Sword God would definitely not mind killing him and sending his head to Yunmeng Mountain.

"That's why I won't give you Qingtianjian."

Tong Yan said: "I heard that there is a copy of Taishang Xuangong in Xihai. After I learn it, I will invite Jianling to come out to meet you."

How can I live? You can't count on other factions to take you in, you can only improve your realm as soon as possible.

Tong Yan's request was very reasonable, but the compensation she gave sounded a bit small.

However, the Sword God of Xihai revealed an expression of appreciation, and said, "You are much better than Luo Huainan."

At his level, the illusory enlightenment in the Qingtianjian has no meaning, and the real precious thing is the spirit.

If Qingtian Jianling is really the true spirit of Tianbao, it is the only existence in Chaotian Continent for tens of thousands of years.

This brand-new life form can bring a lot of insights and opportunities to a giant like Xihai Sword God who has reached its peak.

Tong Yan was imprisoned in the stone room on Shaoming Island, except for Qingshui, there was only a copied copy of the Taishang Xuangong sub-volume in the stone room.

When he has learned the Taishang Xuangong, he can leave.

Strangely, Tong Yan didn't open the supplementary volume immediately, but stared at the stone wall in a daze, as if hearing something.

Just like in the cave that Luo Huainan left a few years ago, he faced the stone wall and heard Qing'er calling for help.

Qing'er flew out from his sleeve, flew around the small stone room several times quickly, and said with satisfaction: "It's safe here."

Tong Yan was still staring at the stone wall.

Qing'er flew back to sit on his shoulder, and suddenly said worriedly: "But the Sword God of the West Sea is so powerful, and he looks very greedy, what if he wants to grab me after we meet?"

Tong Yan still didn't speak, and continued to stare at the stone wall.

An invisible map appeared before his eyes.

This map is not real, but a memory in his mind.

He is the second best chess player in the world, and he also has an unimaginable memory.

The map was drawn by Su Ziye, and the densely packed small characters on it are various formations and mechanisms. The red line on the map leads to a hidden cave on Shaoming Island.

Tong Yan suddenly took off her clothes, walked to the front of the stone wall and began to dig a hole.

Qing'er quickly covered her face with her small hands, looked at him through her fingers and asked, "Are you going to run away?"

The mountain gate formation of the Xihai Sword Sect is far away, and the defensive formation of Shaoming Island is outside. As long as he doesn't dig outside, he doesn't have to worry about touching the formation.

But if he didn't dig out, even if he dug his whole life, he wouldn't be able to escape.

Tong Yan said, "I'm going to a place."

After several years, Tong Yan started digging again.

But this time it will take him much less time to dig a hole, because he is already familiar with this kind of thing, and the place he is going to is on Shaoming Island, not far from here.

There is no light in the dug tunnel, so naturally it does not know day and night.

Tong Yan got out from the ground.

Qing'er was faster than him, circled around the cave a few times, confirmed that there were no traps, and there was no magic weapon for peeping, and said, "It's safe...but there is something very strange."

Tong Yan walked to the depths of the cave and looked at the sword.

The sword is slender and slender, with a cold and indifferent breath, and one can tell it is extraordinary at a glance, it is the Chuzi sword.

Qing'er looked at the sword and exclaimed, "This sword is really good!"

This can even be said to be the best sword she has ever seen, only worse than Jing Jiu.

But now she doesn't like the villain Jing Jiu.

Tong Yan looked at Chu Zijian and remained silent.

Eight hundred years ago, when Nan Chi returned to the Chaotian Continent, it was with this Chuzi Sword that he killed countless strong men and attacked Dao Yuan Daoist of the Qingshan Sect.

Daoyuan Daoyuan destroyed the Dao tree in Nanchi, and also took the Chuzi sword, and then wandered into the palace for some reason.

The Emperor Shenhuang gave the Chuzi Sword to Zhao Layue through Jinming City. In Guiyun City, Zhao Layue and Liu Shisui used this sword when they jointly killed Luo Huainan.

Then the sword was in the hands of Liu Shisui, and was snatched away by Xi Wangsun. As a result, who would have thought that the God Emperor had already left a mark on this sword.

Pei Baifa breaks through the barrier in the heavy rain, using Chuzi's sword as a guide, and severely wounds Xiwangsun with Wanli's sword.

Chuzijian fell into the mortal world, was taken away by Guodong, and was handed over to Tonglu in the vegetable garden of Baotong Temple.

In the end, Tonglu died, and Chu Zijian returned to Xihai.

This sword has too many legendary stories.

The strange thing is that Tong Yan happens to know all the stories that have happened on the Chuzi sword in recent years, and even has something to do with him.

Now what kind of new story is he going to write with this Chuzi sword?

The problem is that the sword of the first son has the imprint left by the god emperor, and the restrictions imposed by the sword god, no matter which one he can't erase, and naturally he can't take it away.

So what is he doing here? Is it just to see?

Qing'er glanced at him.

Tong Yan didn't speak, went to the corner and sat down, and began to wait.

He didn't know how long he would have to wait.

Maybe ten days, maybe many years.

But it doesn't matter.

Just like that year.

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Just a few miles away from the cave where Tong Yan was hiding, there is a bigger cave.

These two caves are the most important places on Shaoming Island.

Yin San and Patriarch Xuanyin walked into the cave, looked at the classics around them, and confirmed that the formation hub was hidden inside.

The next step is to find the Chuzi Sword.

Patriarch Xuanyin walked to the stone wall and prepared to dig a hole.

Yin San looked at his withered right hand, and calmly said, "No need."

Xuanyin Patriarch proudly said: "Realist, don't worry about touching the formation, I'm the best at digging holes."

Yes, the person who is best at digging holes has never been a childlike face.

In terms of speed, he is not as good as Jing Jiu.

In terms of accuracy and familiarity, how can he compare to the Xuanyin Patriarch who was forced to see the sky by the Qingshan Sword Formation and dug a hole in the ground for more than 300 years?

Yin San withdrew his right hand and said with a smile: "No need to dig, we can just walk over and take it away when the pivot is broken."

From the perspective of conspiracy, he is always the best at digging holes in this world.

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(There was a problem with the update of yesterday’s chapter. I sent it temporarily on my mobile phone and lost all the testimonials. I’m really angry. I’m happier today, and I took my niece to go skiing. Of course, I was typing in the hotel. At this happy moment, I must sing a song: Na Ya Na, Na Ya Na, yes, I am the one who is best at digging holes!)