After rebirth, I and the ghosts and gods hand-slashed the white moonlight

As soon as Lu Xueyuan took a step forward, he heard a few "swish" sounds, and several cold nails flew from the stone lion's mouth and attacked Lu Xueyuan's body.

The cold nails were so fast that she had no time to think about anything else. She just raised her foot and kicked one of them based on instinct. She crossed her hands in front of her chest and the two cold nails were firmly clamped on her fingertips.

At this moment, another cold nail flew towards her from an angle. Lu Xueyuan had no time to dodge. Seeing that the cold nail was about to pierce her ear, she turned her face sideways and felt the airflow brought by the cold nail hit her face and forehead.

Broken hair was blown up by the wind, and when the cold nail brushed against his face, a blood mark immediately appeared, and a few tiny drops of blood emerged.

When she turned her face again, the silver-white cold nail was firmly in her mouth.

Lu Xueyuan's eyes flashed with a hint of evil. In this life, it would not be so easy to kill her!

When the danger passed, she walked to the locust tree and pulled out the cold nails she had just kicked away from the tree.

Lu Xueyuan held the cold nails in his hand and looked at them carefully. No more, no less, exactly four.

The fingers of this cold nail are long and short. Although they are delicate, they are sharp at both ends. The white part in the middle is also engraved with retro patterns.

It is exactly the same as the pattern on the golden silk silk clothes of Master Yuci of the Liulic Peak Yuyin Sect.

This cold nail is her unique magic weapon, the soul-breaking nail.

The Soul-Breaking Nail is an offensive magical weapon, ranking third in the ranking of magical weapons.

There are five types of attack magic weapons, namely Zhen, Li, Bing, Dou, and Han.

The offensive weapons for suppressing include famous swords, swords, spears, and halberds, which are highly offensive and destructive.

The formations are mainly talismans and formations, which are loved by magic monks.

Bing is a smaller version of Zhen. They are mainly small magic weapons that are easy to carry. They are mostly used by female masters and female disciples.

Dou refers to spiritual pets. Most of them have inherent aggressiveness and are tamed by cultivators, and then taken under their sect to be driven and fight for them.

The fifth category, 'cold', refers to the spiritual poisons and blood worms raised in exchange for one's own flesh and blood. Although they are not aggressive enough to kill with one blow, they can obey their master's orders and injure the souls of those who have been poisoned.

Mental disorder.

Although the soul-breaking nail ranks third, its power cannot be underestimated.

The retro cipher text on it has the effect of calming the soul. If a mortal is nailed, his body will bleed to death. If an evil spirit is nailed, his soul will be shattered and can no longer be pieced together. Those with strong bodies may become walking zombies. If they are not strong,

It can only turn into a wisp of smoke in the world.

Lu Xueyuan looked at the soul-breaking nail in his hand and frowned. In the previous life, the seventy-two acupuncture points on her body were penetrated into the bone marrow by the soul-breaking nail, and the blood flowed like a gush. It was terrible to see.

In this life, she will never let the same thing happen again! It just so happens that these four soul-breaking nails are used to make her remember the suffering she suffered in her previous life!

However, how could there be Master Yuci's soul-breaking nail in the realm of Qingya Mountain?

Lu Xueyuan was curious, put the soul-breaking nail back in his sleeve, and entered the tower even faster.

Inside the tower.

Lu Xueyuan carefully looked at the internal structure up and down, and saw a few circular windows on the first floor. The light shone through the windows on the neatly arranged bookshelves inside.

That's right. This is indeed a bookstore, at least in Lu Xueyuan's opinion.

She walked to a bookshelf. The books on display were covered with a thick layer of dust over the years, and some were even covered with cobwebs.

Lu Xueyuan flipped up and down and found nothing unusual, but suddenly he stopped in front of a book.

"Record of Mortal Cultivation"?

Lu Xueyuan's eyes suddenly brightened. He blew away the layers of dust with a breath, and patted the book with his white fingers a few more times. He opened it and saw a few columns of small words on the title page:

There was a god in ancient times, and he loved the world. If the god died for one person, disaster would come, and all the gods would fall. The god had a son, who could bring all the gods together. His son came to the world with the Seven Killing Star, and his numerology is extraordinary. If he obeys the destiny

, then you will be blessed forever and rank among the immortals; if you fall into the evil path, there will be catastrophe in the three realms and the destruction of all living beings.

"Humph." Lu Xueyuan sneered and put down the book with disdain. She didn't laugh at the above words as nonsense, but as ridiculous. If a person really leaves his destiny to God, how miserable and pitiful it would be.

If you cannot risk your life to fight for what you want, but instead surrender to destiny and blindly compromise, then it will be a real disaster in life.

Lu Xueyuan glanced around again and patted his nose. Except for the smell of dust in the house and the smell of rotten wood from the attic that had been in disrepair for many years, there was nothing unusual.

Ruby. Lu Xueyuan suddenly remembered that there was a bright gem inlaid on the top floor of the tower.

She took the escalator in the corner to the second floor.

Ha! It was really an eye-opener for her.

It turns out that the collection of books on the first floor is just a cover, and the second floor is the essence of this pagoda.

Various magical weapons are displayed on the ground. Hundreds of famous swords are hung on the wall. Broadswords and spears are standing on the side. There are even rare magical weapons such as the sky hammer and the spirit-locking whip. It is truly a hidden weapon in the world.

, gathering the strengths of thousands of families.

Lu Xueyuan was happy, he had come to the right place. If he could find a good sword here, he would not worry about failing the trial meeting.

She walked to a long sword, crossed her chest and stared at it, then closed her eyes and tried to connect with it using her five senses.

But she doesn't know whether it's because she's not good at studying or the long sword doesn't have a sword spirit, but she can't relate to it.

Only when a good and famous sword resonates with people can it be recognized and recognized as the master, and only then can it be used by others.

Could it be that she thinks her cultivation level is too low?

Lu Xueyuan felt resentful that such a little sword spirit dared to discriminate against monks, even though she had not yet established a foundation and had not had time to pass the trial meeting, so she could not be considered a real female cultivator.

But she just has a kind of arrogance, which is innate and arrogant.

Huh! She didn't believe that she couldn't find a sword spirit willing to listen to her.

Lu Xueyuan chopped his feet twice, encouraging himself in his heart. A surge of spiritual power arose from the luck in his hands. Suddenly, all the magic weapons began to buzz, and Lu Xueyuan closed his eyes to feel their vibration frequencies and his own response.

Different colors appeared before her eyes.

Some magical instruments are a ball of red light, some are golden, some are cyan mist, and some are colorless.

Different magic weapons have different colors and different personalities. Some are fierce and fierce, while some are quiet and do not fight or snatch.

Suddenly, a black cloud of violence rose up in the corner, leaping into the sky and changing.

Lu Xueyuan was attracted by it and stepped forward.

It was a long sword that had not been touched all year round. The black hilt had no scabbard, and there seemed to be black debris on it. A smell of rust filled the tip of his nose. Lu Xueyuan sneezed and rubbed his hands.

When you hold up this sword, you can see that it is an ordinary iron sword in terms of appearance and feel.

Lu Xueyuan put down the sword and closed his eyes again. The black vicious aura appeared in front of him again.

It feels heavy and dark, as if it is weighing down the top of Mount Tai, but it has been accumulated for a long time and cannot be released.

A shadow of a person appeared in front of Lu Xueyuan's eyes.

It's Ming Yi.

Why did she suddenly think of this person at this moment?

Lu Xueyuan shook his head, calmed his mind, and put his hand on the hilt of the sword again.

This time, the sword seemed to be interacting with her. Suddenly, Lu Xueyuan was struck by the powerful sword energy, and her whole body appeared in a large character state, with her long hair flying in the air behind her.

Lu Xueyuan heard what seemed to be thousands of ghosts roaring and wailing in his ears, and then gradually stopped breathing.

She put the sword down, holding her hand on her chest and gasping for breath. What just happened made her heart rate rise rapidly, and her mind seemed to be implanted with some memory that did not belong to her.

A thin young man, dressed in white, stood in a pool of blood. There was black anger rushing in the air, and he was holding a long sword, and the blood on it was still falling drop by drop. His back was thin and arrogant,

The clothes on his body were torn open with blood stains by the violent aura. The young man had no time to dodge and allowed the scars on his body to gradually increase. Finally, he was exhausted and fell into a pool of blood.

…

Perhaps he was the previous owner of this sword?

Lu Xueyuan thought about it and became more curious about it. He found a rag around, wiped the hilt of the sword clean, and sharpened the sword body several times.

Lonely God Sword.

What a fierce name. It is Shen Quegu. It seems that this god is not very good.

But she likes it because she, like this sword, is a lonely soul.

"From now on, please come with me. Let's go on the road together to kill the enemy, protect what you love in your heart, and protect justice!"

"Sword of the Solitary God." Lu Xueyuan read it again, seeming to like it very much, with a slight smile on his lips.

Oops! Black and white ban! Forgot about business!

Lu Xueyuan slapped his forehead and suddenly remembered that he entered the tower to find a black and white ban for his host Ming Yi. If he couldn't find it again, she would die together with this man in seventy-four days!

Lu Xueyuan had a headache just thinking about it. She had already tasted the pain of death once, and no one would want to try it a second time.

But there is nothing like a ban on the books on the first floor and the utensils on the second floor. Could it be that it is on the third floor?

Lu Xueyuan seemed to be a man of action. With this thought in mind, he walked towards the wooden staircase on the third floor.

The top leads to the top of the tower, which is transparent and high, and the wind blows downstairs.

Lu Xueyuan held the Solitary God Sword, folded his arms with both hands, and quickened his pace.

At the stairwell on the third floor.

Lu Xueyuan stood there blankly for three minutes. It wasn't that there was anything shocking up there, but on the contrary, there was nothing.

Lu Xueyuan's expression was full of disappointment. Just as he was about to turn around and go down, he heard a crisp "dinging" sound.

She took a few steps forward and looked in the direction from which the ringing sound came. She saw a mottled antique yellow copper bell hanging on the roof of the third floor. The bell was shaking in the wind, making a crisp sound.

Strange. With such a strong wind, I didn't hear any sound just now.

Just as Lu Xueyuan finished sighing, he heard bells ringing in the four corners outside the tower, which seemed to be in harmony with the copper bells on the top of the tower. Then four stone lions jumped into the air from the window and surrounded her with roars.

I just wanted to test whether the sword I just found is sharp! Here you are!

Lu Xueyuan looked at the four stone lions surrounding her with vigilance, but she was not afraid at all. She originally doubted that this tower town would be so easy to enter. There was nothing but four soul-breaking nails, so they were waiting for her here.

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She was holding the Gushen Sword, and her slender fingers were close to the blade, just landing on the word Gushen. Just like this, she was fighting alone, fearless.

Come on! Lu Xueyuan raised his sword and turned around to stab a lion.

But her sword was as thick and dull as if it hadn't been sharpened for a long time, and it couldn't hurt this spiritual beast at all. The more frantically she slashed, the more they drooled and showed no scruples.

"Ding bell, ding bell," the copper bell is still ringing.

Lu Xueyuan was so upset by the ringing that she raised her head and forgot to glance at it. Suddenly, a lion jumped towards her.

Fortunately, Lu Xueyuan's body was extremely flexible, so he bent down and slid under the lion's belly on his knees.

Seeing repeated attacks, the four lions jumped away, stood side by side, swung their tails, and let out a roar. It seemed that they were preparing to fight together this time.

Lu Xueyuan's life is at stake!

No! She can't die! Not only because of Ming Yi, but also because of herself!