The temple was dim, and a scarlet incense head flickered in the temple...

Luo Xiaofeng walked towards the altar.

There were no tributes on the altar, only a stick of sandalwood in the broken jar in front of the altar.

The iron sword on the shrine behind the altar attracted Luo Xiaofeng's attention.

Luo Xiaofeng walked gently to the shrine and was about to reach out to get the sword, but at this moment, the temple gate, which had been hidden all the time, suddenly closed with a "bang".

Luo Xiaofeng was startled. He turned around but saw nothing.

The heavy temple gate was closed tightly and airtightly, and it suddenly became dark around.

A sudden sound of rapid footsteps sounded.

Luo Xiaofeng's eyes quickly adapted to the darkness in the temple. Although the temple was dark, Luo Xiaofeng's eyes were much more sensitive than ordinary people. He could see everything around him clearly.

No one, not even a figure.

I only heard the sound of footsteps, but I couldn’t see anyone!

What's going on?

Luo Xiaofeng stood quietly in front of the shrine, his eyes, his nose, his ears, and his brain were running quickly, and he could feel all the movements around him.

"Young man, do you know where this is?" A soft voice suddenly sounded beside Luo Xiaofeng.

The sound is very thin and sounds, and it feels very strange.

Luo Xiaofeng looked around.

No one, no one.

Luo Xiaofeng crossed his hands on his chest and said lightly: "I know that this mountain is Baimiao Mountain, and this temple is Baimiao Mountain Temple!"

"Do you know it's Baimiao Mountain, how dare you come?" The soft voice suddenly became sharp.

"Baimiaoshan is not yours alone. I come whenever I want, and leave whenever I want!" Luo Xiaofeng said coldly.

"Hahahaha...hahahaha..."

Suddenly, a creepy laughter came from the temple, and the dust on the beams fell in the laughter.

It took a long time before the laughter stopped.

"Come when you want to come, leave when you want to?" The faint voice was obviously sarcastic: "You are not old, but your tone is not small! I can't do anything to you elsewhere, but as soon as you enter Baimiao Mountain, whether you live or die is up to me!" Although the faint voice was not loud, it was extremely penetrating, which made Luo Xiaofeng's eardrum hurt.

"If I'm not mistaken, you are a monster entrenched in Baimiao Mountain!" Luo Xiaofeng said suddenly.

"How do you say this?" The thin voice was very sharp, and the person who spoke was obviously surprised.

"The people in Baimiao Town use living people as tributes... People who eat people are not monsters, are they still gods?" Luo Xiaofeng said lightly.

"I am not a monster or a god. I am me, the unique sword ancestor under the Tianshan Mountains!" The thin voice was so sharp that it made my scalp numb.

"Sword Ancestor?" Luo Xiaofeng was shocked. Although he thought of this, it still surprised Luo Xiaofeng when he said it from the other party.

"Yes, I am the Sword Ancestor!" The Sword Ancestor's soft voice finally eased.

"I didn't expect that the sword ancestor Iron Ying said before he died was you!" Luo Xiaofeng murmured to himself.

"What... Iron Eagle is dead?" Jian Zu's voice trembled.

"The Iron Eagle is the flying demon itself in the demon world. Once the flying demon dies, the Iron Eagle will not live long... However, this needle is the one that really takes his life." Luo Xiaofeng said, and suddenly there was a silver needle as thin as hair in his hand.

The tiny silver needles are still shining with a faint light in the dim temple.

"Take it and see it!" The voice of the sword ancestor suddenly rang behind Luo Xiaofeng.

When Luo Xiaofeng turned around, he felt the fingers of pinching the needle cool down. He hurried to look at it, but the thin needle pinched between his fingers was gone.

From beginning to end, Luo Xiaofeng did not see a single figure.

Luo Xiaofeng felt chilled. It was indeed the first time he had met such a quick skill.

"Deadly Flying Needle!" In the dim temple, the sword ancestor suddenly screamed in anger.

I only heard the sound, but I didn’t see the person!

Luo Xiaofeng looked around and said in surprise: "Do you know this needle?"

"Meiyu... OK... OK... You not only harmed me, but also killed my apprentice!" Jianzu's voice became sharper again: "We hate each other every day, and hate each other! If we don't kill you, I will not be a human being!"

"What is beautiful jade?" Luo Xiaofeng asked curiously.

"Stop!" Jian Zu suddenly shouted: "You dare to scold my woman, you kid are so brave!"

Luo Xiaofeng was shocked and turned to smile: "How could I know that Meiyu is a human being, and she is your wife... Those who don't know are innocent, and those who don't know are innocent..."

"Okay, okay! You're cursing!" Jian Zu's anger disappeared in an instant: "I can't help but kill her. It doesn't matter if you scold me."

Luo Xiaofeng was amused, and he didn't know what to say.

"Wuwu...Wuwu..." A miserable cry suddenly came from the dim temple. Hearing the faint cry, it was very likely that it was made by the sword ancestor.

Luo Xiaofeng carefully identified the direction where the crying sound came out.

The cry seemed to be coming from behind the shrine.

Luo Xiaofeng walked around in front of the shrine several times, and suddenly pushed a wall hard.

As soon as Luo Xiaofeng exerted force, the solid wall that looked solid moved.

First, it vibrated slightly, and then it collapsed with a "boom".

There is actually a mezzanine in the wall, which is not an ordinary small mezzanine, and it is a mezzanine larger than an ordinary room and more spacious.

A light in the mezzanine is like a bean!

The dim light shone on a large, ragged wooden bed. The four legs of the wooden bed were destroyed, leaving only the broken bed tilting to the ground.

A strange man was lying obliquely on the bed, with dirty and curled white beard piled up on his chest. The strange man's beard was very lush, but his hair was not much left. Dozens of sparse white hair were tightly attached to his temples.

The weirdo's limbs were shrinking, and his dark arms hung on his arms like noodles. His shrinking legs twisted together like twists, and his legs twisted together, not as thick as an average child's arms.

A chill hit his heart, and Luo Xiaofeng couldn't help but take a few steps back. He stared at the skeleton-like old man on the bed, unable to speak for a long time.

A suffocating strange smell filled the mezzanine. Luo Xiaofeng seemed to be unable to smell it, and all his attention was focused on the old man's eyes.

The old man's eyes were cold and deep, and there was a chill.

These eyes are almost exactly the same as those of Iron Eagle!

"You... are the Sword Ancestor?" Luo Xiaofeng was silent for a long time and finally spoke.

"Yes, I am the unique sword ancestor in heaven and earth!" The sword ancestor's voice was very delicate, but when he said this, he exuded great pride and pride.

Luo Xiaofeng nodded: "It's indeed unique in the sky and the earth!" Luo Xiaofeng glanced at the sword ancestor, sighed, and slowly continued: "Sword Ancestor, the sword skill is unparalleled. Who would have thought that he would be harmed like this by someone!"

Jian Zu sighed and his eyes fell on the small wooden box beside the bed: "It's because of this that I became like this!"
Chapter completed!