"There is not much turbulence in time and space here. You can go and have a look when you arrive."


    Zhou Hui thought for a while, but curiosity prevailed. He decided to go over and find out. Maybe he could have a harvest.


    "What are you waiting for? Let''s go now!"


    Someone jumped out at a high speed and rushed directly to the place where the sword light fell. It felt like he was in a hurry to find treasure.


    "Stupid!"


    Zhou Hui flashed a touch of irony in his eyes and asked the rest of the people to follow up.


    The sudden sword light may be man-made, but it can not be ruled out that it is some kind of sword.


    If it were the former, it would be fine. If it were the latter, it would be a great opportunity. Everyone wants to fight over it.


    This is the people''s hearts. They seem to obey Zhou Hui''s orders, but they actually seem to agree with each other and harbor ghosts. The reason why there is no internal strife now is that it is not enough to lure confusion.


    Once there is something against the sky, the whole team will collapse in an instant.


    About half a year later, the party arrived at their destination one after another. They were surprised to find that not far away, a long dark sword was inserted on a boulder and did not move.


    "This sword is so strange that there is no breath fluctuation."


    "Is it an ordinary iron sword that was discarded here?"


    "What do you know? The more powerful the weapon is, the more unusual it is. Moreover, how can you say that it is made of ordinary iron only by the naked eye?"


    "Hum, it''s black. It''s either ordinary iron or black iron. It''s not worth a lot of money."


    "No vision is no vision. I''m sure this sword is by no means simple."


    "Why do you say so much? I''ll try it now and see if I can pull it out."


    A Qi Tianzong disciple swept out of his body, came to the boulder and grabbed the long sword.


    "Ah!"


    However, at this time, the long sword trembled slightly, and the Qi Tianzong disciple who tried to draw the sword fell straight to the ground.


    This situation and this scene make people feel a chill in their hearts. No one knows what happened, but everyone knows that the man is dead.


    "This sword is strange. You can''t act rashly."


    Without Zhou Hui''s reminding, everyone knows that the long sword contains great killing opportunities. Whoever moves will die.


    "Get out, or you''ll die."


    Suddenly, the long sword flew up and made a cold sound.


    "Mom, this sword is too evil. Let''s go."


    I don''t know who shouted, and then all the people present withdrew one after another.


    Only Zhou Hui, instead of walking and saying nothing, stepped forward and bowed to the long sword hanging in the air. "Younger generation Zhou Hui, I''ve seen the master of sword spirit."


    A sword can not only kill people by itself, but also spit out people''s words. There is only one possibility, that is, the sword has been psychic.


    Zhou Hui has an extraordinary origin and is well-informed. He knows it very well.


    At the same time, his heart was also a burst of excitement, as if he didn''t expect to meet a psychic sword in the inaccessible swamp.


    If this can be used for its own use, its strength is bound to advance by leaps and bounds.


    However, Zhou Hui also understood that it was not easy for the spirit of the divine sword to recognize the Lord. Therefore, he deliberately lowered his posture in order to convey goodwill to the other party first.


    "Boy, you have great courage, but you have miscalculated."


    "What do you say?"


    "It''s very simple. Grandpa has a master!"


    "What, the elder has concluded a contract with others!"


    "Yes, so you have two choices now. First, kill for me. Second, offer a treasure. I can promise to spare your life. Well, I think you are elegant and have extraordinary bearing. You won''t have no good things with you?"


    "I..."


    "Why, you want to die?"


    "Please calm down, elder. This is the younger generation''s storage ring. Everything is in it. Just take it, elder."


    "Hey, hey, you know current affairs very well, but I''m not interested in your storage ring."


    "What do you want, master?"


    "Your jade pendant, yes, is the Panlong jade pendant worn around your waist."


    "No, it''s my family treasure. I can''t give it to you."


    "It''s up to you to decide whether the jade pendant is important or your life is important."


    It seemed that he was impatient. The long sword sent out a pressing cold light in the air, which immediately made Zhou Hui''s face white.


    He had a feeling that the long sword not far away only needed a stroke on his neck, and he would have to splash blood on the spot.


    However, when he asked him to offer his family treasure, he was very reluctant and said, "the way of heaven circulates. Are you not afraid of retribution if you take so much from me?"


    "Don''t mention the retribution of heaven to me. It''s useless to me. In a word, will you give it?"


    "I... here!"


    Zhou Hui clenched his teeth, took off the Panlong jade pendant and threw it away.


    "Ha ha, thanks. I''m in a good mood today. I don''t treat you badly. I''ll give you something."


    With a laugh, a white and tender child in a black robe appeared out of thin air and grabbed the Panlong jade pendant in his hand. Who is not the purgatory boy?


    Zhou Hui looked at the suddenly appeared purgatory boy, his face was full of incredible color, as if he had never thought that the spirit of the divine sword was a child.


    Surprised at the same time, a thing flew in front of him. He subconsciously grabbed it and saw that it was a simple jade slip.


    "What is this?"


    Zhou Hui looked at the jade slips and looked up at the purgatory boy.


    "An ancient secret skill is not as precious as your jade pendant, but it is by no means rubbish."


    The voice was still there, and the purgatory boy went away with his sword. In a twinkling of an eye, he disappeared without a trace, leaving Zhou Hui stunned.


    For a long time, Zhou Hui returned to his mind and quickly sank his mind into the jade slips. Then his face showed a look of ecstasy.


    Sure enough, the other party didn''t deceive him. There was an ancient secret skill in the jade slip. In terms of power, it was a little better than the unique skill handed down by their ancestors of the Zhou family.


    ……


    "Elder, I don''t know when Yang Xuan will wake up?"


    In the purgatory sword, there is a huge space. In a dilapidated palace, mu Lingxue and the butterfly emperor closely guard Yang Xuan.


    Aside, the purgatory boy said, "to tell you the truth, I don''t know when he will wake up, but I believe he will survive this disaster."


    "What happened before? Why did my master lose consciousness?"


    Asked the butterfly emperor.


    "It''s a long story. Just stay here. Once something happens to Yang Xuan, remember to call me."


    The purgatory boy shook his head and went out of the palace with a Panlong jade pendant.


    The Panlong jade pendant is about half the size of a slap. Except for some chic, it is nothing strange. But the purgatory boy''s eyesight is so strong that he can see that it is the source of creation at a glance.


    Although this source of fortune is not pure enough to restore his strength by 10%, it is not a problem to restore his strength by 50%.


    After the purgatory boy left, the palace was quiet again.


    However, whether mu Lingxue or butterfly emperor, their faces are full of worries. The former likes Yang Xuan and doesn''t want him to have an accident, while the latter is worried that Yang Xuan will have three long and two short comings, and he will have to suffer.