Martial arts Dazhutian

Chapter 105 Sword Intent?

The giant eagle turned to look at Huang Lin.

He yelled "Cuckoo" a few times, shook his head, and then walked forward with a swaying body.

This guy walked like a little old man, with folded wings, very similar to the little old man with his hands behind his back.

Walking in this rocky grass, the speed is quite fast.

But for Huang Lin, it was easy to keep up.

The giant eagle glanced back at it before picking up its speed again.

One person, one carving is not slow, and it didn't take long to reach a deep valley.

Going forward again, I came to a rather large cave.

The giant eagle stretched out its head and tapped three times in front of the cave.

"Brother Diao, I won't be a teacher anymore, let's burn a stick of incense to senior and pay homage to him."

Huang Lin understood what it meant, patted it and turned his wrist, and the three incense sticks appeared out of thin air.

"Gah?!"

The giant eagle leaned back in a very humane manner, with its beak still open.

Looks a bit silly.

"Hehe, a little trick."

Huang Lin chuckled, and stepped in after speaking.

The giant eagle didn't stop it either, but followed behind into the cave.

The cave is quite shallow, less than three feet deep, and there are few objects in the cave, only a stone table and a stone bench.

Scanning around, Huang Lin found several holes in the wall.

And there is a pile of rocks in the corner of the cave, which looks like a tomb.

Come to think of it, is this giant carving holding the stone?
Sure enough, there were writings on the stone wall behind the tomb, but the cave was dim. Although Huang Lin could see at night, it was still a bit difficult to see the writing on the stone wall clearly.

As soon as he raised his arm, a torch fell into his hand.

"Gah?!"

The giant eagle couldn't help but pecked at Huang Lin's sleeve, as if looking for his hiding place.

"Don't make trouble, I will play with you later."

Patting the giant eagle's bowed head, Huang Lin lit the torch and inserted it into the hole on the stone wall.

He didn't care about the handwriting on the stone wall, but lit the incense candle first, and then bowed with his hands clasped.

"Junior Huashan Huang Bulin, the sect occasionally learned the swordsmanship of the seniors, and the juniors were lucky enough to learn it, benefited a lot, and defeated many enemies."

After respectfully describing the inheritance of "Nine Swords of Dugu" in Huashan, Huang Lin took out another blue and white porcelain vase with smooth glaze and smooth color.

As soon as the cork was pulled out, a strong aroma of wine came to the nostrils.

This was specially given by Zhu Jianshen before Huang Lin's "flying ascension". He also brought a lot of good things at that time.

"Gah!!"

The giant sculpture stretched out its head again, and its beak pierced the porcelain vase.

Huang Lin quickly flashed past.

This thing is real. Gongyan Yuye wine, the bottle is also Chenghua blue and white.

There are not many of them, so they can't be broken!
"Cuckoo"

This eagle is really a drunkard.

Huang Lin patted it on the head and said:
"Brother Diao, let's grill some meat later, and drink while eating. There's a lot of wine, let's take care of it!"

As soon as the words fell, the giant eagle rushed out, and the air current rolled up the flame on the torch and shook it endlessly.

Then the sound of thumping and taking off gradually faded away.

Huang Lin looked out of the cave, shook his head helplessly, and continued with the unfinished business.

After spilling half of the wine on the grave, he put away the porcelain bottle.

Only then did he look up at the three lines of writing on the stone wall.

"Across the rivers and lakes for more than thirty years, killing all enemies and treacherous people, defeating all heroes and heroes, there is no defense in the world, there is nothing to do, but live in seclusion in the deep valley, and take the eagle as a friend."

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow

"Sword Demon Dugu seeks defeat."

He could recognize it at a glance, it was carved with a sword, the characters were drawn with iron and silver hooks, piercing deeply into the stone!
Although he was already familiar with this term, he was still amazed when he saw it with his own eyes.

Just as he was about to exit the cave, he faintly felt that the words on the stone wall were a bit wrong, and he turned around and frowned and looked at it for a while, but he still found nothing.

At this time, there seemed to be wind and sand blowing outside the cave, mixed with the sound of objects falling to the ground, Huang Lin suppressed his thoughts and walked out of the cave.

Then I saw the giant eagle circling in the air and flying towards the direction they came from.

On the ground outside the cave, there is a pussy snake with the thickness of an arm.

It must have just been dropped.

so?
This guy, is he looking for ingredients? !
"This one is baked, Brother Eagle, don't just drink, eat something."

Huang Lin raised his hand and handed over the roasted snake, including the meat and the stick.

While he was roasting the snake, Ju Diao had already drank most of the jar of wine, five catties for each jar!

The alcohol content of Daming is not lower than that of the later generations, the alcohol from his altar palace is about [-]% no matter what.

After hearing Huang Lin's words, the giant eagle looked up at the wooden stick he handed over, then shook its neck feathers, and then opened its mouth slightly and bit down.

a bit

twice
Only the third time I bit the stick!

Huang Lin:.
I forgot that there was only fermented wine in the Song Dynasty. This guy probably never drank high-grade distilled wine.

This drink is too high, won't you go crazy with alcohol? !

the next day.

The giant eagle lay powerlessly on a pile of hay in the cave, looking at Huang Lin with resentful eyes.

There is still a stain on the ground next to it, which it vomited last night!
Huang Lin took care of it all night!

"Xiao Jin, are you still drinking?"

"Gah~"

The call of the giant eagle was a little weak, and he didn't understand why Huang Lin called it Xiaojin.

"When I was drinking last night, I named you. You were very happy, and you took a big sip of wine."

As Huang Lin spoke, he put a bowl of clear snake meat soup in front of it.

Seeing Xiao Jin blinking and blinking, looking a little confused, he knew that this guy was a fragment!
With a little thought, I sat next to it and said:
"You also promised to fly me here."

"Goo~"

Xiao Jin gave a listless response, then stretched out his head to drink the clear soup in front of him.

Huang Lin didn't know what it said, so he said to himself:

"You have to keep your word. You touched the bottle with me last night and agreed. When you sober up, let's try."

Touching the feathers on Xiaojin's back, seeing it pretending not to hear it buried its head in the soup, smiled, got up and walked to the tomb of Dugu Qiubai.

After burning the incense sticks, Huang Lin sat down cross-legged.

He always suspected that there was something in the writing on the stone wall.

Close your eyes and recite the "Qingjing Sutra".

All over

twice
Huang Lin's mind became more and more clear, and the sense of strangeness became more and more obvious.

He didn't know how many times he read it, he suddenly felt a sword light rushing towards him as if piercing through the void.

"choke~"

Huang Lin, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, opened his eyes suddenly, and the red phoenix came out of thin air, unsheathed and lifted up instantly.

"Uh uh."

Before he could use all his moves, he let out a muffled groan, his face turned pale, and his facial features curled up tightly.

Huang Lin didn't dare to be careless, he got up and looked around with the red phoenix, but didn't find anything wrong.

"Cuckoo?"

Xiao Jin was already asleep, but was awakened by the movement of the red phoenix out of its sheath, and couldn't help but make a sound to search.

Huang Lin covered his head with one hand, turned around with his lips slightly parted, and didn't know what to say when the words came to his lips.

Xiao Jin can't speak, so it's useless for him to ask!
Can't help but say:
"It's okay, something went wrong with your cultivation, you sleep in your bed."

"Goo~"

It took a long time for Huang Lin to recover, and the tingling pain in his head had completely disappeared.

He immediately felt refreshed in his mind, as if some impurities had been erased.

This is?

It's a bit like the purification of the primordial spirit described in the Taoist scriptures!
Previously, Huang Lin speculated that there might be a sword intent left by Dugu Qiubai on the stone wall, but he was not sure about it.

He had boldly guessed about the sword intent, and he had never heard of anyone having such a thing.

Not to mention refining the primordial spirit!

But what if?
What if it is really refining the primordial spirit?
Do you want to try again?

Huang Lin beat drums in his heart
　Thanks to "2003 Piaopingzi" for the reward!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)