Chapter 1388: : Midnight Sharpener

Divine soul is the soul of the human body during cultivation, but it is also the gathering of the human body’s spirit and spirit. After Ling Chi swallowed the divine soul of the Great Emperor Nether, he could clearly feel the power of his own soul, but now he can still cast a golden divine soul. I feel excited when I think about it, so Ling Chi's cultivation is getting harder and harder.
Perhaps because of a good mood, the speed of this cultivation has accelerated a lot. He even felt that his dantian was as full as a ripe peas, as if it would burst out from the shell at any time.
But the problem is that I see my dantian is about to burst, but my cultivation level just can't break through, then if I continue to practice, will the dantian be like a balloon, unable to withstand too much filling and explode? ?
Ling Chi felt very depressed thinking of this.
At that moment, Ling Chi stopped practicing and walked to the door to take a sigh of relief. He sat on the stone chair in the yard. Although the Lingshan had a curfew today, it was not considered to be going out in this yard, right?
At this moment, the sound of sharpening the knife came from a distance.
"Ok?"
Ling Chi frowned. Who is sharpening the knife in the middle of the night? Sharpening a knife to kill people is always easy to make people have a bad association.
Ling Chi looked at the direction that came from the sharpening sound. It was not the direction of the white bamboo forest. Yu Cailing said that when the white bamboo forest was haunted, it was the ghosts wandering around the white bamboo forest. Since it is not the direction of the white bamboo forest, it should be. is that OK?
At the moment, Ling Chi walked in the direction of the sound of sharpening the knife.
There were not many people in Lingshan, but now because of the white bamboo forest, Lingshan has a curfew, and no one dared to come out. So Ling Chi was very quiet at this time. Ling Chi was walking on the quiet path, except what he heard The sound of insects in the night, and the sound of my own footsteps.
The most planted plants on Lingshan are not trees, but bamboos.
When Ling Chi passed through a bamboo forest, there was the sound of gurgling water in front of him. Obviously there was a stream flowing in front of him, so Ling Chi quickened his pace. Soon, he saw a gurgling stream, and at the same time, he also saw it. The man sharpening the knife by the stream.
The sharpener was facing the stream with his back facing Ling Chi's direction. He was wearing a black robe and sitting on a big rock. In such a cold night, he was barefoot, his feet stretched into the stream, his body With the sharpening action, it swings one after another. On such a night, a person wearing a black suit sits on the edge of a stream and sharpens his knife. This scene looks a little scary.
Ling Chi deliberately made his footsteps aggravate a bit when he walked, even though there was constant sharpening of the knife in the air, but in such a quiet night, Ling Chi knew that the other party would definitely be able to hear his footsteps.
It's just that the distance between Ling Chi and the other party is less than five meters, but he still didn't turn around, still working hard to sharpen the knife. The meticulous and focused action seems to him that only sharpening the knife is his world All.
"Ahem~~"
Ling Chi coughed twice again, trying to attract the other party's attention, but the other party completely ignored Ling Chi's meaning and still lowered his head to sharpen his knife.
Ling Chi was sweating, when he was thinking about whether to speak, one of the other's actions caused Ling Chi to stop, but after the other party sharpened the knife for a long time, he raised the knife, rubbing his thumb on the blade. It is to try how sharp the knife in your hand is.
Of course, this is not the point.
The point is that Ling Chi saw the knife in the opponent's hand. It was a long knife with a very wide blade. A powerful dragon was carved on the back of the knife. Although this knife did not carry special effects like the Soul Slasher, I don't even know what material it is made of, but by visual inspection, it can be concluded that it is a very textured knife. Judging from its size and shape, it weighs at least a hundred kilograms.
And more importantly, the word "crossing the catastrophe" is on the body of the sword.
Cross the sword?
Ling Chi was shocked at once. Originally, he had always felt that he had to gather six famous knives, and hope was very slim, but now he has four famous knives in his possession, plus the flame knife in Yaoyue's hands, then There are five famous knives, so Ling Chi gradually felt that his hope of collecting six famous knives was growing.
Unexpectedly, when I came to Lingshan this time as a guest, I was so lucky to see Du Jie Dao. After this person was lucky, he really couldn't resist it!
"Senior, the junior is bothering you." Ling Chi said to the other party. Although what he saw was only a back at this time, he could tell from his back and his breath perception that this was an old man.
At Ling Chi's words, the old man stopped sharpening the knife, then turned his head to look at Ling Chi.
"hiss!"
When Ling Chi met the opponent's gaze, he couldn't help but take a deep breath. At this time, he saw that the old man's gaze was hollow and hollow, and even... even the word hollow seemed too pale and weak to describe it. , Because the old man’s eyes are all white, and there is no black part in the middle.
Being watched by such a pair of eyes is like being stared at by death.
The old man's appearance is also a bit scary, with his old face and such a pair of eyes, the scene is really scary.
The old man "looked" at Ling Chi. Ling Chi opened his mouth to speak. The old man had already spoken first. His voice was old and hoarse. He asked Ling Chi, "Have you seen my knife?"
"Your knife?"
Ling Chi was taken aback for a moment, then pointed to the Du Jie knife in his hand and said, "Isn't the knife in your hand?"
"This is not my knife."
"Then what kind of knife is your knife?"
"Knife for killing."
"..."
Ling Chi did not answer, because he could clearly feel it at this time, a strong murderous aura emerged from the old man, and he continued to ask: "Did you see my knife?"
"I..." Ling Chi felt that he couldn't answer it anymore. He always felt that he had answered wrongly, so the murderous intent of the old man burst out.
At this time, the old man continued to ask again, "Did you see my knife?"
"..."
Ling Chi was still speechless, not knowing how to answer the old man’s words, and the old man’s murderous aura grew stronger when he couldn’t get Ling Chi’s answer. He didn’t repeat "Have you seen me?" A knife?" In such a monotonous voice, he said in a murderous voice: "You ate my knife and I want to take it out."
With that said, the old man walked straight towards Ling Chi, and cut directly towards Ling Chi's lower abdomen with the Crossing Sword in his hand.
"by!"
Ling Chi cursed. The old man's action to cut his stomach was very simple, but Ling Chi clearly knew the weight of the knife. It was terrifying, and it was really terrifying.
Therefore, Ling Chi didn't have time to think about it, and offered four famous knives, with a crisp "ding", blocking the old man's seemingly simple and powerful knife.