After a while, Li Ying slowly left the room, came to him, and handed over a thin booklet: "This is the original book."

Fakong raised his eyebrows slightly.

Li Ying stared at the thin book in her hand and said softly: "I didn't expect the power of this unknown sword manual to be so powerful."

Fakong nodded, but had no intention of taking it.

Li Ying sent it forward.

Fakong shook his head and smiled: "There is no need to read the sword manual, I just need to see it."

His eyes became as deep as the sea again.

I used the power of fate to recall the past and present lives of this booklet.

A quarter of an hour later, Fakong closed his eyes and rubbed his eyebrows.

There are so many things to see in this booklet.

This small sword manual has an extraordinary origin.

The owner of the sword manual is a peerless swordsman who has never failed in his life, but in the end he was defeated by himself.

When he was thirty years old, he suddenly felt that swordsmanship was boring and that swords were the source of bad luck, so he sealed his sword and became an ordinary person, living a nameless life.

When he was about to die, he finally felt that it would be too much of a waste to bring this sword skill into the coffin, so he wrote out this sword manual and threw it into a valley.

If it remains buried in the valley, it is God's will. If it is leaked to the world, it is God's will.

This thin sword manual was made of a strange material, it did not rot when exposed to water, and was difficult to be melted by the sun and the moon. Finally, a heavy rain caused a flood in the valley, and the sword manual was washed out of the valley and fell into the river.

Picked up by a teenager.

After the young man learned swordsmanship, he could only get one or two points of its essence. After all, the swordsmanship was simply written and he did not have enough understanding. The moves seemed to be just ordinary moves.

When the young man reached fifty years old, he realized something, and then he improved his swordsmanship and made a name for himself. However, because his youngest son was killed, his temperament changed drastically, and he began to look for enemies and kill in the martial arts world.

In his later years, he finally repented and felt that this set of sword techniques was unlucky, so he sealed the sword manual in a cave and never passed it on.

Li Ying is the third generation descendant.

Fakong looked at Li Ying with strange eyes.

Li Ying said: "What can you see?"

Fakong said slowly: "Do you know the name of your sword technique?"

"I don't know." Li Ying shook her head.

This sword technique was originally nameless, so I gave it a name at random. The original name was unknown to me.

"Demon-Slaying Sword Technique."

"Devil-Slaying Sword Technique?" Li Ying frowned.

She quickly fell into a trance and searched within her memories.

She remembered hearing the name.

It's just that it was too long ago and only mentioned a few times, so I don't remember it clearly.

She has a photographic memory and can remember something once she has seen it.

It's just that some remember it clearly, and some remember it not so clearly.

"Well, I remembered it." Li Ying said slowly: "It seems to be a swordsmanship from more than a thousand years ago, right?"

Fakong smiled and nodded: "Not bad."

"So long..." Li Ying shook her head and sighed, having lost confidence.

After such a long time, it is basically impossible to gain anything.

Fakong said: "Don't you think the name of this sword technique is a bit overwhelming for you? You are the Demon Sect, and the name of this sword technique is Demon Killing."

"The newly created palm technique of yours is called the Divine Palm of Sky-Zhancing. According to you, wouldn't it also defeat yourself?"

"..." Fa Kong was so retorted that he couldn't say a word.

This is also due to Xu Qingluo and the others, who forcibly changed the Blood Spirit Divine Palm to the Sky-Destroying Divine Palm, which happened to conflict with their own Dharma name.

"Then there's no hope, right?"

"There is still some hope." Fakong nodded: "I have to go and look for it."

"where to?"

"...Let's go there, it's quite a distance from Shenjing." Fakong said, "I'm not sure exactly where it is."

"You have time?"

"...It's possible." Fakong smiled.

Li Ying immediately understood what he meant, glanced at him and hummed: "Tell me what you want!"

"I didn't expect it." Fakong shook his head.

Li Ying hummed: "Relics?"

"Ordinary relics are of no use to me." Fakong shook his head.

His appetite has been whetted now, especially the relic that Chu Ling mentioned. Although he hasn't gotten it yet, he already has extremely high expectations.

Li Ying said: "Is it possible that our Demon Sect is so big that we don't have the treasure you want?"

"What do you think I lack?" Fakong smiled.

"You have no shortage of swords and the like." Li Ying nodded: "There is no shortage of magical weapons and sharp weapons, and there is no shortage of miraculous elixirs. You don't lack rare treasures. As for the secret treasures of Buddhism..."

"Well, the secret treasure of Buddhism is still okay." Fakong smiled.

The treasure house of reincarnation in my mind is of great help to me. It has been purifying and strengthening the Medicine Buddha statue.

This kind of enhancement is cumulative over time, and no change can be seen in a short period of time, but don't forget that your life span is very long.
Chapter completed!