Immortal Sword Master

It seems that the only way to go out is to look for sects with rich heritage in this area.

Thinking of Shenluo Mansion, Lin Xin had some guesses in his heart.

If the sect of the underworld is really related to the human world, then... what about the Yuandou Demon Sect and the Pine Forest Sword Sect?

After thinking about it, his thoughts suddenly diverged.

Hero Yuan Qiuque broke the world with Huang Yuerong, so he must have come to the human world, but he has been searching secretly for many years, but still can't find any trace.

Either the human world is too big, and their places are too far away. Or it's just a facelift and a bad reputation.

If I can find Daxia Yuan, I may be able to answer a lot of things I want to know. For example, the Shenluo Mansion, such as the evil god Shagula...

Suddenly he felt something was wrong.

Raising his head, the inside and outside of the study room had become silent at some point.

The bright red sunlight came in from the window and fell on the floor, reflecting the entire study room in red.

The patrols that often pass by outside on weekdays are gone.

Not only that, even the chirping of birds that could be heard outside the barrier was quiet.

Reminiscent of the dead air hanging over the maid's head just now.

Lin Xin looked calm, put down the book slowly, and stood up.

He pushed open the door of the study room, and there was no one in the wooden corridor outside. Originally, there should be maids waiting here at any time.

But now there is no one.

Gently walked out of the corridor and came to the living room. The living room on the second floor was also empty.

Yuan Wanqing went out for an outing, and it's normal not to be here, but there used to be guards here at all times, and now there is no one there.

Lin Xin squinted his eyes and gestured casually.

This is the secret signal to summon the hidden guards.

The Lin family's family also secretly used various means to cultivate a group of top fighters above the fiftyth level of the Ben Lei Sword, collectively known as the dark guards.

This group of people is made by using evil spirits, drugs, etc. combined with secret methods, and their life span is only half of that of ordinary people. After breaking through the 50th floor, their potential is exhausted, and they cannot advance an inch.

But even so, it is also an extremely terrifying and tyrannical strength.

After Lin Yaoyang came to the throne, he also arranged two people for Lin Xin, who would follow and protect him at all times.

Gestures are made, the same, but there is no response.

The dark guard was also gone.

Lin Xin looked around, suddenly his pupils narrowed, and he noticed a detail.

In the living room, the bewitching sunset outside seemed to be very close at hand, from the size of a washbasin to a huge disc more than ten meters in size.

It seems that as long as you walk to the window, you can touch it at your fingertips, and you can touch the sunset at any time.

The red light almost enveloped the entire living room, quiet, eerie, lifeless.

anyone there?

Lin Xin called out in a low voice.

No one responded.

Uncle Duan? He called again.

Still no one answered. Even the maid who just went out didn't know where she went.

The bewitching red light fell on the floor and shone on the back of one of his feet, but there was no warmth at all.

Lin Xin narrowed his eyes and walked towards the stairs.

pedal pedal....

The crisp footsteps echoed throughout the attic, and the echo kept vibrating, as if he was the only one in the entire building.

Going down to the first floor, there was also no one in the living room, the maids, guards and hidden guards were all gone.

Lin Xin stood in the middle and looked around.

Ciasa...

Suddenly a small voice came from the depths of the room on the first floor.

The voice was very soft and subtle, as if whispering secretly. But the strange thing is that the tone was obviously not intended to be heard, but the voice was transmitted to Lin Xin's ears clearly and abnormally.

who.

Lin Xin asked in a low voice.

No one answered.

He gently raised his right hand, his eyes faintly sharpened.

Siasa...Nihou...

The voice came out again.

This time Lin Xin heard it clearly, it came from a room on the first floor next to the bedroom.

There's always been a room in the attic, a strange room.

This is what Lin Yaoyang told him.

That room, only available at certain times, is to the right next to the master bedroom.

But Lin Xin clearly remembered that on the right side of the master bedroom on the first floor, there was an open garden outside, and there was nothing, so how could there be a room.

Everyone knows that there are eleven rooms in the entire attic. But no one except me knows that there are actually twelve rooms in the attic.

Lin Yaoyang once told Lin Xin about this, but he couldn't find it after searching for a while, so he just listened to it as a story and let it go.

The twelfth room...

Lin Xin walked in along the corridor leading to the bedroom on the first floor. At the end was the master bedroom where Yuan Wanqing and Lin Hao used to live.

This should have been a straight corridor without any corners.

But at this time Lin Xin stood in front of the door and looked to the right.

At some point on the right side of the bedroom, there was an extra dilapidated and dusty corridor.

It was a corridor he had never seen before.

When he was a child in this life, he often came to Yuan Wanqing, but he had never seen the corridor to the right of the master bedroom.

There has always been a closed wall here, and the outside is a small garden, empty, and there can be no corridors.

But the scene in front of him shocked him.

In the corridor in front of you, the red light of the setting sun is transmitted from the side, everything looks old and quiet.

After a pause, Lin Xin turned around gently and took a step towards the corridor.

There was a creaking sound as the boots hit the floor. And leave a clear footprint.

Maybe I've been thinking wrong all along...

Lin Xin suddenly said something in a low voice.

He strode down the corridor.

slap... slap... slap...

The clear footsteps accompanied by the creaking of the wooden boards in the corridor completely exposed Lin Xin's location.

It also seemed more and more that there was no one around.

Walking slowly through the corridor, there is a wooden door in front of a room with a blank wooden sign hanging on it.

The wooden sign is made of fine white oak, and the clear and fresh wood grain can still be seen.

Lin Xin stretched out his hand and gently opened the door, and there was a small hall inside.

Entering the small hall, Lin Xin looked around, and his eyes quickly stopped at the position on the far right against the wall.

A statue of a god is enshrined there.

A very strange statue.

It was a dark golden baby with needles and threads all over its body. It had a hideous complexion, and blood flowed from both eyes and mouth.

From a distance, it looks like a baby that has been torn apart and then mended with needles and threads. And the body is still a little swollen, the eyes are wide open, and it looks like it is alive.

Sure enough. Lin Xin looked at the baby statue with a calm expression. Sure enough, I guessed wrong.

The so-called secret blood is not sealed in the human body at all. What the Lin family has passed down from generation to generation is not something that seals the evil god.

The real evil god has always been sealed on the land of Qiushi.

Ciasa... The voice rang in his ears again.

Lin Xin frowned. He stared straight at the statue.

Are you looking for me?

The baby idol suddenly spoke.

He rolled his eyes, which were still bleeding, and then fixed his pupils on Lin Xin. He was obviously expressionless, but he gave a look of grinning.

It's not that I'm looking for you, but you want me to come.

Lin Xin answered in a low voice.

Who are you?

This time he asked in ghost language.

Even in ancient times, ghost language was considered a relatively common language.

I'm Xiasa, Nixie, Xinggu Silan, Thunder Dragon, Ashdia... The baby said his name aloud, and the surrounding space gradually began to vibrate slowly with his voice.

After speaking dozens of syllables, he slowly stopped.

These are my abbreviations. You can also simplify it and call me Xi. The idol baby finally whispered.

Xia....Why did you bring me here? Lin Xin was unmoved on the surface, but he had already mentioned it in his heart.

The other party should have spoken a part of his god name just now. The god name is equivalent to being engraved in the universe and conforms to a part of the rules of nature.

Just chanting will trigger corresponding regular vibrations.

Even if he had achieved the holy body, he hadn't reached such a level. Obviously, the other party was a stronger existence than him.

My compatriots are calling me. Sia showed a hideous smile, So I responded. Then....

He paused.

You came.....

Your compatriots? With all due respect, I don't know any of your compatriots. Lin Xin frowned.

No, no, no... The baby idol shook his head slightly, and he staggered out of the urn.

It fell to the ground with a slap, and immediately splashed a pool of dark red blood.

But he didn't care at all, and just continued to stagger towards Lin Xin.

Step by step, slow but with a clear goal.

His body was only the size of a puppy, and he crawled all the way, leaving a long bloodstain on the ground.

The universe is equal, I responded. So, you are here... Xia crawled to Lin Xin's feet and looked up at him.

I don't understand what you mean. Lin Xin squinted his eyes without avoiding the other party at all.

If someone else was here, he would have been frightened to the point of insanity, and wanted to escape crazily.

But he was different. Even if he was facing, it was likely to be a mysterious evil god that had survived from the ancient times, and it might even be a powerful existence among the evil gods.

But Lin Xin also has his own pride.

He has struggled crazily for so long, on the verge of life and death, suffered all kinds of tortures, and finally achieved the name of Southern Emperor, so naturally he cannot be knocked down by mere fear.

The idol grinned like a baby.

Are you looking for a gap in promotion? Haven't my people gifted you enough?

What are you talking about? Your compatriots, who are you referring to? Lin Xin asked directly. He didn't like such charades.

I can't tell you his name. Because it's just the association when I mention it, and it will make him aware of your existence... Xia whispered. I can only tell you that what you want to find and what you want to break free are my compatriots.

You mean Youfu? Lin Xin narrowed his eyes.

Youfu? Xi Ya was taken aback for a moment, and then it quickly laughed. You mean the vortex that relies on restraining souls to obtain the vitality of the world?

Isn't it? Lin Xin lowered his head and looked directly at the other party.

No, no, no, no... Sia shook her head, It's just a whirlpool, it's a tool, that's all.

He hugged Lin Xin's trouser legs, and then slowly began to climb up.

His body left clear streaks of dark red blood on Lin Xin's pants, and the blood exuded a strange stench, like rotten flesh.

The Youfu you see is just a living vortex...it is a rule. It is an instinctive rule that devours everything. Xi Ya crawled to Lin Xin's chest and stopped. He used his sewed head, Get close to Lin Xin's face until the tip of their nose is almost touching the tip of their nose.

You have the aura of soul power, maybe I can give you guidance, give you what you need, and guide you to break through the shackles...

What do I need to pay? Lin Xin asked lightly. (to be continued ~^~)