Chapter 045: Spiritual Vein!

"Yes, you are effective."

Chen Xuanqing said while showing the state that the inner demon said. I don't know if he is not a natural actor.

This state made the inner demon stunned, "You, your seven emotions are still there?"

Chen Xuanqing returned to his expressionless face again, "No, I just showed the corresponding emotions according to what you said."

The inner demon laughed when he heard it, "You want to use this method to deceive the world?"

"Then don't forget, I don't need to cooperate with you."

Chen Xuanqing said: "No, just listening to you is enough."

I suspect you are making things difficult for my inner demon!

I am the inner demon, how can I not speak?

But speaking is to help him, which really makes the inner demon angry, "One day, you will lend a hand to me, remember."

"Only I have always been there, only I will not betray you, no matter when, I will always be by your side."

Chen Xuanqing thought about it after hearing it, "Can I understand that you are expressing your true feelings?"

The inner demon sneered, "Where is the true feelings of the inner demon, I am just saying the facts, you and I are born to live and die together."

After that, the inner demon was silent.

And Chen Xuanqing did not call out to his inner demon.

Looking at the mountain of corpses in front of him, these people were once disciples of Taixu Xianmen, but why were they abandoned here?

And why did they become like this?

With his remaining curiosity, Chen Xuanqing collected the tokens of all the disciples and checked them one by one.

"Everyone must die."

"We are all abandoned."

"Moqin, third level of foundation building, an abandoned child."

"If there were no ifs, could I have escaped?"

"I don't want to... die."

"Now, turn around and run!"

"Whether I betray my master or have my cultivation abolished, I just want to leave here!"

"The elder is lying to us!"

"We are not here to clean up these monsters!"

"Who can save us?"

"Junior sister, I wish you happiness."

"Let me..."

The last token was not finished, and only three words were scribbled on it.

Chen Xuanqing could read a lot of emotions in these words just by looking at them.

Despair, helplessness, fear, hatred, unwillingness, anger...

"What is the purpose of doing this?"

After sacrificing so many inner disciples, what did Taixu Xianmen gain?

Chen Xuanqing was puzzled, "For a certain purpose, the disciples had to be sacrificed, so this is my experience?"

Boring.

Chen Xuanqing lost his curiosity at this moment, and he suddenly felt that life was boring.

Everything was so boring.

Tick!

At this moment.

A tear suddenly fell from Chen Xuanqing's left eye.

"Immortals are cruel?"

Chen Xuanqing was stunned for a moment, and for some reason, he suddenly had this idea.

"It's you."

Slowly touching his left eye, Chen Xuanqing gradually recovered many emotions.

The inner demon was stunned, "That woman again?"

"Her again?"

"It's her who made you fragile. She is dead, but she is still haunting!"

Chen Xuanqing ignored what the inner demon said, but turned his head to look into the distance, and saw his pupils slowly shrinking.

It is the blood talent of the goshawk!

One-sighted!

"Found it."

"Is this the Taixu Sword Eye?"

Chen Xuanqing moved a hundred steps and came directly to the center of the cliff.

In the center, there was a dark crystal stone platform with a rusty iron sword inserted on it.

This iron sword looked like an ordinary waste sword.

It was not even the worst spiritual weapon.

But strangely, it was entangled by countless chains and locked on the crystal platform.

The structure of this stone platform was also wonderful. There were countless grooves on it, outlining a shape similar to a formation.

But these countless grooves looked more like blood draining grooves to Chen Xuanqing.

There were also traces of dried blood on it.

Chen Xuanqing stretched out his right hand and was bounced away just as he was about to approach the rusty sword.

"Boundary?"

Chen Xuanqing did not understand the way of formation and barrier, and could not break the barrier, so he had to give up the idea of ​​testing the rusty sword.

But for some reason, when Chen Xuanqing looked at the rusty sword.

But he could always feel that his understanding of the Taixu sword intent had deepened.

"The path of sword intent is ultimately the same, and the origin of all sword intents is the same. The sword intent left on this waste sword can help me comprehend the Taixu sword intent."

Yes, this is a gain.

But Chen Xuanqing is not in the mood to comprehend the sword intent now. He wants to figure out why the Taixu sword eye exists.

Buzz!

At this moment, the rusty sword suddenly trembled!

Gradually, a blood-colored mist emanated from the rusty sword!

Huh!

The mist twisted and turned into the shape of a woman, but it was extremely blurry.

"Foundation building period?"

"Is this the only tribute this time?"

"No, it seems that it is not the time to offer it yet. Who are you?"

"The new disciple of Lingxu?"

Offering?

Chen Xuanqing looked at the mist, "You said, offering?"

The figure transformed by the mist smiled, "It seems that you don't know anything. Well, tell me who your master is?"

Chen Xuanqing said: "Master Baimei."

The mist instantly turned around and came to Chen Xuanqing, "Little Baimei has never accepted a disciple, so you must be his true disciple?"

"In that case, it's okay to tell you. Anyway, it will be your turn after they abdicate."

"Then what do you want to know?"

The figure transformed by the mist stretched out her finger and lifted Chen Xuanqing's chin.

Chen Xuanqing wanted to slap her finger away, but grabbed nothing, "What are you, and why does the Taixu Sword Eye exist?"

The woman transformed by the mist smiled, "As you can see, I am a sword spirit."

"As for the Taixu Sword Eye, did they tell you so?"

"In fact, I prefer to call it the Blood Spirit Eye."

"Don't you find that the spiritual energy here is particularly rich?"

After hearing her say this, Chen Xuanqing realized that the spiritual energy here is indeed a hundred times richer than the outside world.

"Spiritual eye, is there a spiritual vein underneath?"

The shadow of the woman nodded, "It is a spiritual vein, and it is a spiritual vein that has been preserved since the founding of your sect."

Chen Xuanqing was puzzled, "How could the spiritual vein of the Orthodox Age be preserved in the Image Age and still have abundant spiritual energy?"

The shadow of the woman pointed at herself, "Isn't the answer obvious?"

"Of course it's because of me."

"After the Image Age, one of your generation of leaders suddenly found me."

"At that time, the Taixu Immortal Sect was in danger, and its spiritual veins were exhausted and on the verge of extinction. In order to continue the incense of the sect, he and I reached a deal."

"If you offer it to me once every hundred years, I can guarantee that the spiritual veins of the Taixu Immortal Sect will never dry up. This is a deal that we both agree on."

"Did you see that sword? The place suppressed by this black crystal platform is the spiritual eye of the entire spiritual vein of the Taixu Immortal Sect."

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