Black Myth: Tang Dynasty

Chapter 225

It was getting late, and night fell.

In a secluded mountain forest, a bonfire was lit.

Li Daoxuan was roasting a large piece of Jiaolong meat, and when it was sizzling, he sprinkled a handful of pepper and dogwood powder for seasoning.

Liu Bihen was leaning against a tree, with his sword across his knees, and was sharpening his sword intent.

She was really practicing swordsmanship all the time. Li Daoxuan had never seen someone who was obsessed with swords like her. When she was in Dushuo Mountain, even if she slept, she would sleep with her sword in her arms.

A few fallen leaves floated down and split in two at the top of her head, the incision was as smooth as a mirror.

That is the invisible sword intent.

However, as the aroma of barbecue wafted up, this heroic female swordsman frowned slightly.

She opened her eyes, looked at the barbecue that Li Daoxuan handed her, and said: "Senior brother, I have long been used to bigu, and I don't eat fireworks in the world."

Li Daoxuan said with a smile: "We are already in the Yin God Realm, and it doesn't matter if we don't have bigu or not. Besides, this is the flesh of the dragon, which is helpful for cultivation."

Perhaps it was because the barbecue was so delicious, Liu Bihen finally took it and chose to have a taste.

The red lips parted slightly, and the delicate white teeth bit off a piece of dragon meat, chewing carefully.

Li Daoxuan clearly saw that Liu Bihen's eyes lit up slightly, and then she ate meat much faster.

After the two had eaten and drank enough, they circulated the essence of Zhou Tian to digest the dragon meat.

Li Daoxuan opened his eyes first, he took out the doll, and looked at it carefully.

This is indeed a very ordinary rag doll. Li Daoxuan didn't feel any mana fluctuations on it, not even a magic weapon.

Before Momo left, he threw the doll to himself, what was he expressing?
Did she know that she could not leave the Underworld, so she gave her favorite doll as a gift?
Li Daoxuan was a little puzzled, he felt that there were more and more secrets in Momo, and the key to unraveling all this might be the black liquid.

"What's going on silently?"

Liu Bihen also finished digesting the dragon meat, she opened her eyes and asked.

She also liked that little girl very much.

Li Daoxuan frowned and said: "I asked Zhou Laodao, and he said that there was nothing unusual about Mo Mo before, until a few years ago, when Mo Mo was playing alone in Dushuo Mountain, he accidentally fell into the Styx River."

"Styx?"

Liu Bihen's expression froze. She fell into the Styx River and deeply experienced the feeling of being bitten by thousands of ghosts. She really felt that life was worse than death. With her tempered will, she couldn't help but fainted, let alone a little girl?

"Mo Mo herself is a dead soul. After falling into the Styx River, she did not attract any ghosts. Logically speaking, she should sink in the river forever until she becomes a new ghost. However..."

Li Daoxuan paused, and said: "Zhou Laodao said that Momo not only did not sink, but after a few days, he floated up from the Styx River. Zhou Laodao even saw countless ghosts escorting her and lifting her ashore."

Hearing this, even Liu Bihen, who was always calm, couldn't help being a little surprised.

Those crazy ghosts would actually save a little girl?

"Momo doesn't have a physical body, so it's not suitable for possessing. Zhou Laodao later tested it with Taoism and found that Momo was normal. His personality and memory were exactly the same as before, but his body began to get dirty, which couldn't be washed off. Sometimes There will also be a black fluid."

"After the black liquid appeared for a period of time, it would disappear by itself, and he said silently that he didn't feel other than pain."

Li Daoxuan felt a little pity, if Mo Mo could be brought to the Qingming Realm, with the eyesight of the empress, she should be able to see the problems in her body.

Liu Bihen thought for a moment after hearing this, and said, "It seems that the key to the problem lies in what happened after silently falling into the Styx."

Li Daoxuan nodded. He once escaped into the Styx River with the supernatural power of water, but was almost sucked into the bottom of the river. When he finally got ashore, he looked at the bottom of the river with the eyes of the sky, but found that the Styx River was unfathomable, and it was still pitch black at a thousand feet. .

"I asked Mo Mo what happened during the few days when she fell into the Styx River, and Mo Mo said that she only felt that she was falling continuously, and the speed of falling was getting faster and faster, and finally touched the bottom of the river."

"After that, she didn't have any consciousness."

Liu Bihen pulled out the Lilong Sword, took out a colorful whetstone, and began to lightly polish the edge of the sword.

"Brother, don't worry too much. Since we have successfully returned to Yangjian, it means that Zhou Laodao should be able to believe it. When we go to see Momo next time, you and I will not be the only ones present."

Li Daoxuan also laughed, he put away the doll, and said: "That's right, next time you go to the Underworld, you must give Xudu a good surprise!"

After a pause, he looked at the whetstone in Liu Bihen's hand, and asked, "Junior Sister, is this whetstone given to you by Junior Brother Wu Wei?"

Liu Bihen nodded and said: "That's right, this whetstone is mixed with the copper of the first mountain, often sharpening the sword can increase the sharpness of Lilong."

Li Daoxuan said strangely: "Junior Sister, Junior Brother Wu said that as long as you sharpen your sword, his smiling face will appear on the whetstone. Why can't you see it?"

Liu Bihen's hand paused slightly, and there was a trace of helplessness in his eyes.

"That... I thought it was too ugly, so I cut off that face with Li Long."

Li Daoxuan laughed, and he could already imagine the heartache of his junior brother.

To be honest, Liu Bichen is not particular about the cost of food and clothing. She has a sincere heart and loves swords. Whether it is brocade clothes and jade robes or commoner hemp shoes, it doesn't make any difference to her, as long as she can wear them.

She can't help but complain, it can be seen that she is really ugly...

"Junior Sister, since you want to shake people, the more the better, I've heard that Aunt Fuxue's cultivation is profound and her swordsmanship is superb, why don't we contact her?"

Liu Bihen nodded and said, "Yes, my master actually lives in Jiangzhou, but..."

She glanced at Li Daoxuan and persuaded: "You better not go, if Master knows that you are Master Zhang's disciple, I'm afraid he won't give you a good face."

Li Daoxuan was startled, it shouldn't be, I'm your old lover's true disciple.

Could it be that the master lied, and he was actually just unrequited love?
Or really a scumbag?
In an instant, Li Daoxuan's fire of gossip ignited, he leaned forward and said with a smile: "Junior Sister, please tell me, what happened back then, Senior Aunt and my Master?"

Liu Bihen looked at him in surprise, not knowing why he was so interested in these things.

In her opinion, everything that has nothing to do with swords is unattractive.

But since Senior Brother wants to know so much...

She sat a little further away, and the beating firelight illuminated her fair cheeks and those cold eyes like the light of a sword.

"They used to be a Taoist couple and traveled around the world together. During that time, the master said that her sword was not sharp enough, not fast enough, not hard enough, and the heart of the sword was rusted."

Liu Bihen turned his head sideways, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

It seemed that he couldn't understand what it was like to have a rusty sword heart.

"Huh? Brother, why did you start eating again?"

Li Daoxuan was biting the dried watermelon seeds. There were no sunflowers in the Tang Dynasty, so he could only make do with watermelon seeds.

"It's okay, you tell your story, don't worry about me."

Eat melons, eat melons!

(End of this chapter)