Chapter 318: The old demon is hidden in the underworld, and the Holy Sword Master is upset The little drunkard——Li Holy Spirit Sword Lord——Feng Xuejun. One is the most outstanding person of the Li family, who was known as the best swordsman under the Dharma. The other is the most accomplished disciple of Jianya Xuanfeng, who is said to be as talented as the Sword Master, so he is also known as the "Little Sword Master". The two of them came together, which immediately caused a sensation among the cultivators in the master's villa. However, Li Chunfeng was drunk for a hundred years and wasted his time. Compared with Feng Xuejun, who tested the sword all over the world, his reputation is now far inferior. As one is described as sloppy and the other is extremely beautiful, they are naturally far less popular than her. Except Song Lin. Almost everyone surrounded Feng Xuejun, their attitudes were warm and flattering. Ma Dejian kept calling her "Junior Sister" and "Junior Sister" as if there was a tail wagging behind him. "Lick the dog." Li Chunfeng said "huh" disdainfully and curled his lips in a sour manner. Song Lin said meaningfully: "Uncle, didn't you brag about your flying sword and golden body being invincible? How come..."

"I am invincible in the world, but I cannot defeat the enemy from the sky. Is that a problem?" Li Chunfeng snorted and said unhappily, "She is already a sword fairy who has embarked on the path of becoming a god. How can I compete with her?" "Oh, so you're not a sword master yet!" Song Lin suddenly understood. "How dare you, little bastard, look down on your uncle and rebel against Tian Gang! Rebel against Tian Gang!" Li Chunfeng looked annoyed and he tilted his head back and gulped down a few gulps of wine. Suddenly he smiled again. "But you are still a loyal boy who knows how to take care of your uncle's feelings." "I'm just with my senior sister..." Before Song Lin finished speaking, Feng Xuejun suddenly waved at him from a distance. "Little junior brother." "Hey, Fifth Sister!" He immediately ran over happily. Li Chunfeng stood there, holding the wine gourd, looking disheveled in the wind. - "Little Junior Brother, since this is the first time we meet, how about I give you a gift?" Feng Xuejun looked Song Lin up and down with her bright eyes. "Thank you, Senior Sister. What is the gift?" Song Lin bowed immediately.

As the disciple with the highest cultivation and the best talent at Jianya Xuanfeng, what gift will Feng Xuejun give? "You'll love it." A sly gleam flashed across Feng Xuejun's eyes. Bang~~ A head rolled to the ground. For a moment, the whole place was silent. Song Lin stared at the head with red hair and bloodshot eyes, then raised his head to look at Feng Xuejun's beautiful face, feeling a little at a loss. Who would give someone a good head when they meet for the first time? "Senior sister, this gift... is really special." Song Lin twitched the corners of his mouth reluctantly. "I told you, you'll like it." Feng Xuejun smiled broadly, with a hint of eccentricity in his maturity. "This man is called Blood Demon, one of the Ten Demon Chiefs of the Netherworld, the Dharma-Appearance Old Demon. When I saw him that day, he was trying to stop your uncle Li Chunfeng." "Blood Demon, Dharma Image... The head of the Ten Directions Demon in the Netherworld?" Song Lin turned to look at Li Chunfeng, and was surprised to see him nodded. The Blood Demon in the Dharma Realm tried to stop Li Chunfeng in the Golden Body Realm, but was finally killed by Feng Xuejun with one sword. Although the process was downplayed, everyone present understood the danger involved. "Sister, what is the Netherworld Ten Directions?" Song Lin asked. Let’s get down to business. Feng Xuejun's face suddenly became serious. "This is an ancient secret that not many people know. It is said that under the earth is the underworld. The underworld is divided into ten directions. There were ten great demons who brought disaster to the world." With Feng Xuejun's elegant voice, a shocking secret emerged before the world. "Three thousand years ago, ten great demons ravaged the earth, causing an endless catastrophe. Master's sword came out from the east, sweeping across the netherworld. With seven consecutive strikes, he killed the seven great demons." "In the end, the remaining three demon leaders fled and hid in the depths of the netherworld, never daring to set foot in the human world again." "now……" She sighed quietly. "Master has been transforming into a sword for many years, and the Netherworld Ten Directions have lost their guard. The calamity of the bone-eating evil demon was a test for them." "That's it, I understand." Song Lin let out a breath slowly.

It turns out that their enemies are some old demons who have lived for thousands of years. To know. The head of Donglin Sect and the chief priest of the Li Clan have only lived for more than 2,000 years. Apart from the Sword Lord, there are not many beings in Donglin that are worthy of the old demons' concern. "Senior Sister, this blood demon..." "But the demon who entered Jinjin only got the empty title of the Ten Directions Demon Chief. Just like the Bone Devouring Demon and the Corpse Demon, he only got the reputation in vain. The real powerful one is the existence hidden behind it." "The three demon leaders who escaped that year?" "Ah." Feng Xuejun nodded, "Old Demon Crimson Moon, Demon Lord Wuxiang, and Demon King Ksitigarbha. All three were the most powerful demons three thousand years ago, so they were able to escape from Master's sword." "If they were still alive now..." "Wow~~" Everyone was shocked when they heard this. If the three demon leaders were still alive, wouldn't their current cultivation be earth-shattering? It turns out that their opponent is such a person! No wonder he could induce the Demon Suppressor's disciples to rebel and secretly stop Ma Dejian and other Donglin Immortals. "Thank you, senior sister, for your guidance." Song Lin bowed with a frown on his face. The same was true for the people around him. They were all worried when they thought of the opponent hiding in the dark. "No need to worry, everyone." Feng Xuejun consoled him, "The three old demons are targeting our master, Donglin Xianya, and the wine fairy Li. Now that this attempt has failed, they should be more restrained." In other words. This group of people is not worth the three ancient demons exposing themselves. Song Lin still kept his head down, frowning. he was thinking. Is it really that simple? How could the defeated generals of the three sword masters cause such a catastrophe that the sky collapsed and the earth split, annihilating the Li family, the wine fairy, overnight and almost destroying the Donglin Fairy Cliff. "If what I expected is correct, the second person who came into the world must be the fuse of this catastrophe. But are there good and evil people among people who are destined to be with you?" Song Lin didn't know. Perhaps there is no good or evil in the world, and no immortal or demonic power. It is the distinction in people's hearts that leads to the opposition between yin and yang. "Little Junior Brother, what are you going to do now?"

Feng Xuejun stared at his young junior fellow apprentice. Since the head master has issued an edict, even she has to obey Song Lin's orders in this Demon-Suppressing City. "Everyone, please disperse first." Song Lin turned around and said to everyone, "Now that the evil demon has disappeared, it may not be a good idea to act rashly." There are some things he still needs to think about. The bone-eating evil demon who practiced the golden body of the clavicle bodhisattva died, but it was not Xu Jingting's previous life. So will there be a second or third bone-eating evil demon in the future? The special skill of the Clavicle Bodhisattva Golden Body can indeed quickly cause unrest in the world. If one is not checked, there will be endless troubles. Unfortunately, those evil spirits hide in the dark and are much more troublesome than enemies in the open. but. As long as they dare to show their heads... The night is getting darker. Song Lin and Li Chunfeng sat on the eaves, chatting about random things. "Uncle, you and my fifth senior sister seem to be old acquaintances?" Song Lin sipped a glass of wine and looked at the moon in the sky. "Don't talk nonsense, kid. When I became famous, she was still nursing at her mother's breast. If your aunt finds out, you'll be in big trouble!" Li Chunfeng waved his hands repeatedly. "Aunt is gentle and virtuous, she won't hit me." Song Lin said. "You won't. I don't want to die. As for me, I got married too early... But you, kid, got married in your early twenties. You may not be more comfortable in the future than me!" Li Chunfeng gulped down the wine, his face sometimes full of melancholy, sometimes full of strange smiles. The moonlight is like frost. The two of them sat on the roof like this. One drinks heavily from a pot, the other drinks from a cup, the styles are completely different. "correct." Li Chunfeng suddenly turned his head and looked at Song Lin's slow movements. He couldn't help but sneer: "Don't you want to be a wine sword immortal? Why, if you drink like this, when will you be able to become the wine immortal?" "I'm young, and if I drink too much I'll be lectured by the elders." Song Lin spoke leisurely, still drinking in small sips. "It's so hypocritical. Disgusting."

Li Chunfeng complained dissatisfiedly. As he spoke, he suddenly stood up, danced with the sword in his hand in the moonlight, and muttered to himself. "If you don't drink, how can you know the joy of life? If you don't enjoy yourself, how can you know the pain of practicing? If you don't have obsessions, how can you be the master of swordsmanship..." "Among the 180,000 dreams in life, there is always a breeze that enters my heart!" "Wonderful, wonderful!" "I am Drunken Sword, and also the Sword Immortal... the unrivaled Drunken Sword Immortal in the world! Hahahahaha" The crazy and frantic voice spread throughout the night sky, disturbing countless people. However, there was still silence all around. The only sound was the 'gulp' sound of Li Chunfeng drinking wildly with his head tilted back, and a stream of clear spring continuously falling from the wine gourd, like an endless waterfall from the sky. This is a magic weapon. A precious treasure that has been passed down in the Li family for a long time. But Song Lin didn't care about these at this time, he just shouted in dissatisfaction: "Uncle, I was the first one to think of the name of Drunken Swordsman, how could you take it without telling me." "Why, you're not convinced and you want to hit me?" Li Chunfeng turned his head drunkenly, with a smug look on his face. "You are taking advantage of your age and status to bully others!" Song Lin had a ferocious expression. "Hahahahahaha" Li Chunfeng laughed out loud, his expression becoming more crazy and casual. "The road to immortality has countless people. The great road has been passed through generations. Boy, there are thousands of roads, but there is only one. If you want to walk the path of the Drunken Sword Immortal, you have to catch up with me first, and then beat me." "Otherwise...if I clear this path first, you will have no other way to go!" The words, which were tinged with profound meaning amidst the madness, made people confused. Song Lin at this time. I couldn't fully understand what Li Chunfeng meant. But after the other party said this, he took him as his target. In the golden body realm, the flying sword is invincible. The path to the Supreme Golden Body is naturally the path to invincibility. As the first target of this journey to seek the immortal, Li Chunfeng will have to face him sooner or later. But Song Lin also knew that his current realm was far inferior to Li Chunfeng's. It was as if he knew that he was not yet so stubborn as to need to drink heavily and get drunk. Staying awake is more beneficial to the current state of practice.

The next morning. As soon as Song Lin went out, Feng Xuejun called him to be a guest. "Look, that head yesterday was just a joke. This is the real gift today." In the pavilion. Song Lin, Feng Xuejun and Shen Zangu sat opposite each other. Feng Xuejun, a mature older sister with a bit of girlish liveliness, smiled and handed over a package. "open to take a look." She looked at Song Lin expectantly. "This is……" When Song Lin unpacked the package, he immediately saw thirteen crystal clear flying knives, and his eyes lit up with surprise. Each of the thirteen flying knives was seven inches long, and the whole body was crystal clear and not like ordinary iron, with a faint gleam of sharp luster. The handles were tightly wrapped with red ropes, and the workmanship was exquisite. more importantly. The make, shape and even weight of this batch of flying knives are exactly the same as all the flying knives Song Lin currently has. "Senior sister is thoughtful!" Song Lin picked up a flying knife and weighed it. He felt it was very easy to use. Looking at Shen Zanggu standing beside him, he was eager to try it out. "Don't look at me. I won't... fight with you." Shen Zanggu turned his head away. For some reason, his stern face suddenly turned red. A hand reached into the sleeve, but couldn't be taken out. He also prepared gifts. But compared with the gift given by the fifth senior sister who has a high level of cultivation, I really don’t know how to present this gift. I should have known this. I wouldn't have hesitated so much at the beginning! It would have been great if I could have given it to him right after we met... "Don't be happy too soon." Feng Xuejun glanced at Shen Canggu and said with a smile: "These thirteen flying knives are all magic weapons. They were obtained by me in the Yellow Sky Desert in the Western Region when you were a disciple." "Each of the thirteen flying knives is made of the best materials of the Earth Fire Glazed Mica under the Yellow Sky. We went to the Northern Ice Region and asked the Ice Demon Family to forge them using the water refining method. It took thirteen years." "This small flying knife is as light as a feather in your hand, but it can reach the fastest speed in the world. If you can't control it well, you may hurt your relatives and friends..." "Don't worry, Senior Sister. I will practice diligently after obtaining this treasure!"

Song Lin stood up and bowed solemnly to Feng Xuejun. Search for treasures in the Western Regions and forge magical instruments in the Northern Regions. The two had never met before, but Feng Xuejun was able to achieve this just based on their fellow disciples' friendship. This can be said to be a deep and lasting friendship. "Don't be so quick to thank me. Senior Sister also has something to ask of you." Feng Xuejun winked at Shen Zanggu. "..." Shen Zanggu had no choice but to walk away. Feng Xuejun saw this. He put away his smile, looked at Song Lin carefully and said, "I heard that you have the best relationship with the senior brother at Jianya Xuanfeng. I haven't been back to the mountain for many years, so I don't know his ruthless sword..." (End of this chapter)