Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman Chapter 663: Evil Ancient Mirror

"Then what do you think, how can I treat you as a person?"

Lin Beichen rubbed the center of his eyebrows with his middle finger, and a soul torture came.

Xiaoxiao was stunned, opened his mouth to speak, but fell into deep thought.

His expression seemed a little dazed.

I opened my mouth several times to answer, but when the words came to my lips, I suddenly felt that something was wrong, so I swallowed it back.

Obviously it was a question that already had an answer, but when it came time to express it, his mind suddenly became confused, and he didn't know how to describe it.

After a long time, he faced his master's question like a schoolboy who has no confidence, and tried timidly: "I have my own name, I don't need to bark like a dog, I don't need to eat dog food, and I can stand when there are people... ...I... that's all I can think of, I..."

Having been tormented by that demon for a long time, he obviously hid a lot of appeals in his heart. At a loss.

So much so that at this moment, he couldn't even be sure how to be a real person.

Lin Beichen shook his head and said, "Only these are not enough."

"Not enough?"

"Well, not enough."

"Then..."

"The most important bit is missing."

"What?"

"Friedham."

"Uh...what's that?"

"Freedom."

"Free?"

"Yes, freedom to choose, freedom to refuse, and... freedom of the soul." Lin Beichen burned the soul of the second flicker.

Xiaoxiao fell into deep thought.

Gradually, he began to laugh.

His smile is ugly.

Amidst the deep laughter, tears welled up from the corners of his eyes.

He slowly raised his hand, covered his face, and wept silently.

The short conversation, like a thunderbolt, blasted fiercely on his heart, sweeping away the dust in his heart.

When Lin Beichen saw it, he said "Oh, not bad" in his heart.

Good understanding.

The so-called life is precious, and the price of love is higher. If it is for the sake of freedom, both of them can be thrown away. For the martial arts masters like Xiaoxiao who are gone, it is obvious that love is no longer an option. Freedom is left.

"Master, I want to change my name, please give me a name."

Raising his head, the chief **** wiped away his tears, his eyes became firm, and there was some color that was not there before.

"Give a name?"

Looking at the change of Xiaoxiao's expression, Lin Beichen secretly laughed in his heart, and said casually: "Oh, what a shame, I'm not your father, how can I give you a name... By the way, what's your last name?"

What a fool.

I feel that this conversation full of philosophy has injected soul into this dead eunuch.

"The surname is Lin."

Smiled.

Huh?

Lin Beichen was a little surprised.

This dead **** is actually his family?

If the surname is Lin, it is called...

"Lin Hun."

Lin Beichen's eyes lit up.

Inject soul.

His eyes lit up when he smiled.

Lin Hun?

A free soul?

He felt that he suddenly understood the meaning of the name, and also realized Lin Beichen's hope and sustenance for him.

Young Master Lin is really well-intentioned.

Smiling... Uh, no, Lin Hun saluted seriously at the moment, and said loudly: "Thank you, Eldest Young Master Lin, for your name. I will die."

Lin Beichen waved his hand and said, "Don't tell me, I haven't agreed to take you in yet."

You are not a goddess. If you say you want to follow me, you will accept it. How embarrassing it is.

Let's see what's in the treasury first.

If the treasure is full, then consider whether to collect it or not.

Led by the great **** Lin Hun, Lin Beichen quickly walked towards the underground secret hall with the bronze sword coin key.

Along the way, there was no one in the Fifth District.

Obviously, the news of Liang Yuandao's defeat had already spread, and the minions in the fortress of the fifth city had all fallen and scattered, and ran for their lives as soon as possible.

After a stick of incense time.

"This is it."

Lin Hun led Lin Beichen into the secret hall, passed a black corridor, and came to a three-meter-high and two-meter-wide double bronze gate.

The bronze gate is full of age.

The texture is similar to that of bronze sword coins.

However, it is obvious that someone often wipes and takes care of it with oilcloth, so the surface is smooth, there is no rust, the lines are clear, and the exquisitely carved door paintings show a large number of demons with human heads and dragon bodies, kneeling on the ground, facing The picture of praying and worshiping a circular ancient bronze mirror suspended in the sky seems to be performing some kind of sacred sacrifice.

The tight fit of the two doors.

Lin Hun turned the two knock knockers on the door respectively.

Crunch!

There is the sound of the metal machine turning.

In the center of the door gap, a hole similar to a groove appeared.

"Without any energy fluctuations, these two doors are completely closed by alchemy mechanism. Even if the gods do not go to the door, they will not be able to detect the existence of the bronze door through energy perception."

Lin Beichen will be young

The copper sword coin was inserted into the hole in the groove.

Quack quack!

There was a clearer and clearer turning sound of the machine bracket.

The two doors slowly opened inwards.

A slightly musty air blows towards our face.

The interior of the treasure house has obviously not been ventilated for a long time.

Lin Hun walked ahead sensiblely, took out a night pearl, and illuminated the space inside the treasure house.

Lin Beichen's eyes bulged, and his eyes focused on the moon-white night pearl.

This stuff looks like a lot of money.

I didn't expect this dead **** to take out something so valuable. If I had known that I had agreed to follow him just now, wouldn't all his things be mine?

No no no, I have to watch my image.

It's just a small luminous pearl, how can it be compared with Liang Yuandao's accumulated wealth and treasures for decades, my pattern must be bigger...

Just as he was thinking, Lin Hun in front let out an unexpected exclamation.

Lin Beichen came back to his senses and looked intently.

Oh rough?

What's going on?

The so-called secret treasure house is actually just a small stone room less than a hundred square meters?

Look around.

No gold or silver jewelry.

There are no mountains of profound stones.

There are no artifacts.

It's different from what I imagined.

Don't panic.

Calm down.

Wait for me to watch carefully.

Lin Beichen's eyes were like radar, carefully patrolling.

I saw a small stone room, the walls on all sides were as smooth as a mirror, without the slightest texture, and there was no trace of the black pattern formation.

The whole stone room is cleaner than ten thousand rats ransacking it.

Fortunately, Lin Beichen soon saw the picture he was expecting - in the center of the stone chamber, there were two smooth stone pillars with a diameter of half a meter and a height of one meter protruding, with smooth tops, like two simple round tables Same, there are two things on each of them.

Lin Beichen approached.

On the stone pillar round table on the left, there is a black box, one foot square.

On the round table with stone pillars on the right, there is a round ancient bronze mirror the size of a palm.

Huh?

This mirror...

I seem to have seen it somewhere?

A stream of light flashed in Lin Beichen's mind, and he suddenly remembered that in the door painting that he saw on the bronze gate before, the evil ancient mirror worshiped by countless human-headed dragon-body demons is not the same as Is the palm-sized ancient bronze mirror in front of you exactly the same?

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