"Well... are you Chinese?"

A vicissitudes of life came over.

"Yes, Qin Fei is from China. I don't know why my friend is also trapped in the foggy forest?" Qin Fei asked with his fists.

"Hahaha... I didn't expect that after a thousand years, I could meet my compatriots from China. Well, I'll come out to see you. But don't be afraid, because I'm dead..."

As a yin energy floated over, a faint phantom old man wearing a white robe appeared.

"Hello, senior!" Qin Fei clasped his fists again.

"Qin Fei...he is really a ghost..."

This is the first time Meiji has seen a ghost, and she feels a little novel and a little scared.

"Yes, people will pass this level. If they die, their souls will leave their bodies. There is nothing to be scary."

Qin Fei patted Meiji on the shoulder and said, "You have to rest first, I'll talk to you about something with the senior!"

"Oh, OK!" Meiji nodded gently.

Qin Fei smiled and looked at the phantom old man: "Senior, let's go casually."

"Okay." Phantom and Qin Fei walked into the dense forest together.

It may be ten minutes later that Qin Fei stopped and looked at the phantom old man: "Senior, where are you from China? Why did you die in the foggy forest?"

"Oh, it's a long story. At that time, the barriers of Hongmeng Island, Yaqi Island and Angel Island were not very strong, and many experts could enter and exit freely. At that time, a top fog ninja burned, killed and looted in China. As the number one master of the Sword Sect, I naturally had the responsibility to kill him.

However, the Fog Ninja was really powerful. After being seriously injured by me, I fled back to the island country. I chased me and was deceived into the Mist Forest by him. As a result, what awaited me was the strongest Onmyoji in the island country, Abe Haraki, and three top masters from the first-class sect.

After three days and three nights, I finally killed the Fog Ninja. However, I was seriously injured. I was trapped inside by the fog array set up by Abe Haraki. The injury gradually worsened. I had to last for a month, but I still couldn't get through it." The old man with a phantom sighed slightly and said.

"I didn't expect you to be from the Sword Sect. I also have friends from the Sword Sect. However, it is difficult for people from ancient sects to break through Shenwu." Qin Fei also said with some emotion.

"It's normal. At that time, the environment was not polluted, and the spiritual energy was very rich, so it was natural and quick to practice. Now, the spiritual energy was thin, and it was already very good to be able to survive the Shenwu." The old man with phantom explained.

"Well, that's right. The current science has changed the pattern of the world and changed people's living habits. A truck can easily pull dozens of tons and span thousands of miles, so people are too lazy to practice hard." Qin Fei said with a wry smile.

"Well, by the way, I haven't asked you yet, why did you appear in the foggy forest?" asked the old man who phantomedly.

“It’s like this…”

Qin Fei told him about his experience.

"In other words, your Xuanyuan Sword was snatched by Ashiya Daochuan? Let's do this, I will teach you a set of 'Lingtian Sword Technique'. As long as you practice to the first level, you can summon the weapons you have used." The old man with phantom thought for a while and said.

"That's right, this sword move?" Qin Fei's eyes lit up. He always felt that this move was so fucking handsome, but he was embarrassed to let JAC teach him.

Now, I can study openly.

"Yes, listen well, the mental method of Lingtian Sword Art is..."

The old man with phantom said a bunch of obscure formulas, and finally said, "Go and find my corpse, I have a gift for you!"

"Okay, senior, lead the way!" Qin Fei was delighted. Since this old man could chase Wu Ninja and at least had the strength of Qinglong, he probably had many treasures on his body.

What Qin Fei lacks the most now is strength, so he was not polite. He followed the old man in the shadow for half an hour and came to a cave.

Sure enough, there was a skeleton wearing a white robe, with ribs on his chest, legs and shins all completely broken, which shows how tragic the fierce battle was.

"Senior..." Qin Fei felt a little confused and felt very uncomfortable.

"Haha, it's okay. I'm used to looking at my corpse every day. Eliminating violence and maintaining good deeds is the belief of people in the martial arts world, and I can be considered dead!" The old man with phantom looked very open-minded.

"If I am willing, I can find a way to take my corpse back to China and send it to the Sword Sect!" Qin Fei was favored by the old man phantom, so he naturally wanted to do something.

Chinese people all pay attention to "falling leaves return to their roots", but the old man with a phantom died in a foreign land, so I must be very sorry.

"Young man, you have a good character and a chivalrous spirit. Take off the ring from my corpse and give it to you." The old man with phantom said with great relief.

"If this ring is a precious treasure, I'd rather not." Qin Fei shook his head, feeling that he shouldn't be too greedy in life.

"Treasures are not worthy of, but they can store things. They are only more than ten square meters, so it is still no problem to decorate gadgets." said the old man from the phantom.

"Storage ring?" Qin Fei's heart was shocked. He wanted a magic weapon that could store it in his dream.

If you have such a treasure, your comprehensive strength will at least go to another level. For example, elixirs, elixirs, and medicinal materials can be stuffed into it. Moreover, you can also collect two of your "red flames".

It wouldn't be like this time, I put two flying knives in the villa in order to pass the security check.

"Yes, a friend of mine on Hongmeng Island gave it to me. Now it is useless to me, so you can take it. At that time, put my corpse and soul into the ring together and take it back to find a place with a good scenery for burial. The Sword Sect will not go back. It has been a thousand years since then, and things have changed." The old man of the phantom stroked his beard and said.

"Okay, it's better to obey your destiny than respect. By the way, haven't you asked the senior's name yet?" Qin Fei asked with a respectful look.

"At that time, they all called me 'Sword God Wuming'. Then you just engrave the words 'Wu Ming' on the tombstone." said the old man from the phantom.

"Okay, my juniors follow the order."

Qin Fei nodded, took off the ring on the corpse's fingers, and took it to his hand. It looked like an ordinary iron circle, simple and unpretentious.

Qin Fei liked it more and more the more he saw it, and finally he had a magic weapon that could store things.

"By the way, all treasures need to be blood-dropped to recognize their masters. You first drop a drop of essence and blood, and then contact the treasure, you can control it through your mind." The old man with phantom pointed at Qin Fei and said.

"Okay, I'll try it right away!"

Qin Fei bit the tip of his tongue and sprayed a mouthful of blood on the ring.

A ray of light flashed across the ring, and a special sense was established in my mind. I could clearly see the inner space of the ring, and there were some books, pills, weapons, etc. inside, which should be some of the belongings of the nameless senior.

Qin Fei thought about it and put Wuming's corpse into the ring, then said, "Senior, I will practice the Lingtian Sword Technique first. When I solve the problem of Ashiya Daochuan, I will take you home."

"Okay." The old man with phantom nodded, turned into a white mist, and also penetrated into the ring.

Qin Fei breathed a sigh of relief and returned to the valley with big strides.

After sitting cross-legged, he began to practice the Lingtian Sword Technique.
Chapter completed!