Chapter 359: Drawing the Sword

The seventh day after the death of Huo Longxian.

This day is the day of Huolong King's funeral.

It is said that as early as many years ago, King Huolong had chosen a tomb for himself.

Almost all members of Yu Yaosi were dispatched to see off the former number one expert in Lin'an Mansion.

"Miss, how can a dead person hold a funeral in the middle of the night? It's so strange."

When the moon was dark and the wind was high, two figures sneaked in from the office of the Monster Yusi.

"What do you know? How can a master in the real world be buried like an ordinary person?" Luo Xuan turned around and made a gesture in a low voice.

The two masters and servants came all the way from the capital just to see the demeanor of King Huo Long.

Who would have thought that on the day of King Huo Long's funeral, there would be a cloud of masters, even many masters from the capital.

In desperation, Luo Xuan had no choice but to take the next best thing, and sneaked into Yuyaosi with her maid Xiaolian.

"Miss, what's the difference?" Xiaolian couldn't help asking.

"The burial place of the real master is called the spiritual cave. It is said that once buried, the tomb will take root, and the tomb will blend into the mountains, making it difficult for others to find."

"What? Can the tomb go?" Xiao Lian wondered.

"I heard from the master in the mansion that it was hidden by the mountain." Luo Xuan said.

"There are spirits in the mountains, there are gods in the real world, gods and spirits intersect, and immortals are hidden in the tomb... I don't know the way of it." Luo Xuan tapped her head.

Every time the master gave a lecture, she was always distracted, and she also listened with a half-knowledge.

However, the big burial of the Real Realm Master is indeed very particular. Not only must the tomb be selected before death, but also the time of burial should be calculated according to one's own fate, etc. If there is a slight deviation, there will be no peace.

In many legends, it is said that so and so fell off the cliff and entered the ancient cave by mistake.

These caves are actually the burial caves of those who are strong in the real world. They have been hidden in the mountains for many years, and their positions will change after a period of time, so people with predestined relationship can see them.

"Then what are we doing here?"

"Why did you forget again? I heard that King Huo Long left a great opportunity after his death. Many people came here for this reason, and they might be hiding in Yuyaosi."

On the day Huo Longwang died, there were rumors that the number one expert in Lin'an Mansion left behind a fairy fate.

Many masters flocked to it, and some of them had already gone to [Miaofeng Mountain] where King Huo Long was buried, looking for the remains of King Huo Long.

Luo Xuan originally wanted to go, but there were too many familiar faces from the capital, so she could only come here to try her luck.

"Miss, let's go back, in case we run into trouble like last time..." Xiao Lian was a little timid.

That day, when they passed by Ping'an Town, they encountered a monster, and even a Thunder Talisman failed to take it down.

"This is Yu Yaosi, what trouble can there be!?" Luo Xuan said fiercely.

She knew very well that if she was taken back this time, she might not even think about it in her life.

Therefore, she must have a good time, play enough, and get as exciting as possible.

Relying on the breath-holding treasures on their bodies, the two kept groping forward in Yuyaosi.

"Little Lian, why are you blushing all the time?"

"Miss, I didn't expect Yu Yaosi to be such a place where filth is hidden."

"what's wrong?"

"Those people just now were nasty, and they didn't even have any clothes on."

"What we touched just now seems to be Yu Yaosi's bathhouse."

The two rushed out from a courtyard, there was no one around, and they stopped just now, blushing and panting.

"I've been shopping for a long time, but there's nothing there." Luo Xuan exhaled, suddenly feeling bored.

"Miss, my sachet seems to have been left there just now, let's go back and look for it." Xiao Lian blushed and muttered.

"Looking for you..."

Luo Xuan raised her hand to strike, but suddenly stopped, her beautiful eyes turned brilliantly, and she looked straight ahead.

Xiao Lian was stunned, and followed Luo Xuan's gaze.

In front of them is a small three-story building with the word "collection" written on it.

"Miss, what are you looking at?"

"Didn't you see it?" Luo Xuan pointed to the plaque in the library.

"A building!?" Xiao Lian tried to ask.

"Where the golden light hits the ground is the fairy fate."

At this moment, a strange sound rang in Luo Xuan's ears.

On the plaque, a ray of golden light shone, and strange words jumped out, twisting like tadpoles.

"The slough of King Huo Long!?" Luo Xuan was ecstatic.

This Yu Yaosi really came to the right place, unexpectedly there is a treasure left by King Huo Long.

As soon as she raised her hand, her blood was surging, and she covered the plaque.

In an instant, countless golden lights surged, gathered at one place, and turned into a secret talisman, which floated down freely.

Luo Xuan was overjoyed and reached out to get it.

"Miss……"

At this moment, Xiao Lian let out an urgent cry, and her complexion turned pale.

All she saw was a sharp blade hanging downstairs from the library, and Luo Xuan rushed towards the sharp blade with her neck up in spite of herself.

Xiao Lian's face turned pale with fright, the sharp blade was about to pierce Luo Xuan's snow-white neck.

"Thinking together, only seeing blessings, is delusion!"

At this moment, an indifferent voice sounded slowly.

Luo Xuan's delicate body trembled slightly, she just felt a gust of wind whistling past her eyes, and a generous figure appeared in front of her.

The arm of the visitor trembled like a spear, all the illusions in front of his eyes dissipated, and a cloud of black air burst out from the library, and he was about to escape.

rumbling...

At this moment, the person in front of him suddenly grabbed and rubbed his five fingers, as if there was a thunderous sound, he actually grabbed the cloud of black air with all his might.

"Fingertips are thundering!?" Luo Xuan's complexion changed suddenly.

Five fingertips, frustrating Lei Yin, this is an extremely advanced thunder method, which is similar to her [Zhengyi Thunder Talisman].

"Little girl, there are not so many pies that fall from the sky in this world."

While speaking, Zhou Dao slowly turned around.

Seeing this, Luo Xuan was startled for a moment, and then revealed a look of ecstasy: "It's you!?"

"Huh? You know me?" Zhou Dao frowned, without the slightest impression.

"Outside of Ping'an Town, on Huangliang Mountain that day, there was a rat monster making trouble. You saved me and killed that monster." Luo Xuan said excitedly.

That day Zhou Dao's supernatural power, with just one move, he beat the rat demon to death, his body was shattered, and his invincible posture was imprinted in people's hearts.

Taking a quick glance, Luo Xuan still felt a little pity, but she didn't expect to be able to meet again here today.

"I have a little impression." Zhou Dao didn't care, and turned his head to look at the black air in his hand.

"what is this?"

"Book demon!" Zhou Dao whispered.

It is recorded in the "Monster Yusi Work Manual" that some ancient books have a long history, and there are many people who read the books. They are full of thoughts and ideas, and they are absorbed by these ancient books. After a long time, book demons will be born.

They feed on people's ingenuity and blood, and are best at reading people's hearts and bewitching them secretly.

It is said that the body of the book demon is a cloud of black air, as long as they are immersed in ink, they will disappear.

"After all, it is a monster raised in Huo Longwang's Book Pavilion." Zhou Dao couldn't help sighing.

This book demon is extraordinary, much stronger than ordinary book demons.

Today is the day of King Huo Long's burial, and he and King Huo Long are also considered to have some fate. Originally, he wanted to come to the library to pay his respects, but he didn't expect to encounter such a thing.

call……

As soon as Zhou Dao changed hands, he sealed the ball of black air and put it into the green pan treasure bag.

"What's your name?" Luo Xuan couldn't help asking when she saw Zhou Dao's surprise and extraordinary demeanor.

"Go back quickly, this is not the place you should come to." Zhou Dao whispered, turned around and was about to leave: "How can there be so many opportunities in this world!"

"The so-called chance is a choice. A person's whole life is a choice."

At this moment, a lonely sigh sounded under the moonlit night.

In the distance, a figure came slowly, looking lonely and desolate.

The strong wind whizzed under his feet, and the fallen leaves were rolled up. The broken knife on his waist was particularly eye-catching.

"Old Wu?" Zhou Dao frowned.

He didn't expect that Lao Wu would appear here.

"Thoughtful!"

Lao Wu looked at him with deep eyes and a somewhat hoarse voice.

"Why are you here?" Zhou Dao felt something was wrong.

"I've come to say goodbye to you."

"Farewell? Are you leaving?"

Lao Wu shook his head: "Parting and gathering are impermanent, and there is always a day of parting."

While talking, he sighed softly: "Before that, I want to borrow something from you."

"what?"

"Your head!"

As soon as the words fell, Lao Wu's aura changed suddenly, like a howling wind, shaking the heavens and the earth.

The saber at his waist rang out suddenly, like thunder and lightning raging, frightening.

Terrifying power spread under his feet, and the entire yard shook.

At this moment, Lao Wu's hand slowly fell, holding the knife.