Chapter 1: Supreme Sword
"This is the legendary supreme and peerless sword! The Evil Sword of Ethereal!"
The best, peerless, sword!
Dong Nanzhi: What does it look like?
"Straight body, black blade, simple shape, and exquisite dark patterns!" Lin Luo took a screenshot and sent it over.
Dong Nanzhi: Isn’t this ethereal? A great tool for refreshing pictures, take a picture.
Although I don’t know why I was pulled into this auction house or why I appeared in this auction house, since I am playing a character who uses a sword, it is always good to get a good sword as soon as possible.
Since his master asked him to take a picture of a good sword, it must be a very good sword. Lin Luo no longer hesitated and began to search for it on his body.
Then he silently looked at the stranger who had just pulled him into the auction house.
This is a typical wealthy person in the world of cultivation, with an ethereal appearance.
This stranger failed in the previous auction. If he used the money to bid for this sword, he could bid once. According to the process, there should be a kind stranger around him who can recognize his talent and buy this top-grade, peerless sword full of right and wrong and grudges and give it to him, allowing him to start running around in a desperate situation and finally reach the maximum level like his master.
The kind stranger turned around and asked him, "Aren't you going to bid for this sword?"
“I won’t shoot.”
Lin Luo was just reminiscing and had no intention of following this kind of plot.
Now is not the time when he can jump to the plot by just clicking the mouse across the screen. If he continues like this, he will really be beaten up by many people. When he just came over, he pinched himself secretly, but it was too painful.
He spent the whole morning chatting with his master about delicious food before he was able to calm down. Although he didn't know why he could still open the panel in his mind to chat with the game list after traveling through time, but, but, it didn't matter. In short, his heart was in a mess.
I can only say that it's a good thing that I have been working overtime recently and haven't adopted a cat, otherwise the cat would have no one to take care of it. But there is nothing to think about this kind of thing now. He doesn't even know how he died. Maybe he didn't die. It seems that it is not necessary for someone to die in order to travel through time. But it is so inexplicable that Lin Luo is really confused.
He was still working hard to make progress, and the next thing he knew, he was here. When he first arrived, he stood in the Li Tian Temple, where he usually liked to hang out, for a long time before realizing that he had nothing to do.
As for cats, Lin Luo suspected that the kind stranger beside him could talk more than ten cats.
"You're a swordsman, and you're so unambitious? You don't even want to bid for such a fine sword?"
"Money is just a material possession. How can it compare to a sword? Take out all the money you have and bid for it."
"Why are you so cowardly? If I were a sword cultivator, I'd go to the auction house every day and bid for good items whenever I saw them. I wouldn't have to worry about not being able to take them away."
Lin Luo responded sullenly: "I don't have any money."
"That's all? I have it!"
The kind stranger pressed the bidding button.
Unexpectedly, he was the only one who wanted this sword. No one bid higher, and Kong Ling ended up in Lin Luo's hands.
When Lin Luo left the city upright, his mind was still blank.
What about the hustle and bustle, the desperate escape and the bloody storm in the process?
There are still many kind-hearted people in this world.
He returned to the Li Tian Palace in Ling Xiao Sect with his sword in his arms. He practiced swordplay from time to time and chatted with the simple villagers at the foot of the mountain from time to time. Every day was very fulfilling. In fact, he wanted to practice swordplay every day, but he didn't really understand how to practice. He could only rely on whether Kong Ling deducted his spiritual power to see if his sword move was useful or not. If it was considered a sword move, Kong Ling would use up all his spiritual power, and if that was all used up, he would have nothing to practice.
Lin Luo had never had such a long vacation since graduation. It was eight days in a row. During these eight days, he felt the beauty of life and the wonderfulness of life. Then on the last day, Lin Luo received a letter.
The letter was short and read as follows:
Xie Ding is in our hands. Hurry and bring your top-grade and peerless sword to Buxu Sect. If you don't come, this day next year will be his death anniversary.
Lin Luo thought about it. None of his relatives in the village at the foot of the mountain had the surname Xie. The Xie Ding mentioned in the letter could only be the kind stranger whose name he didn't know. It turned out that the kind stranger was running around in the bloody storm for him.
But the kind stranger had very thick hair, which didn't quite fit the name. Moreover, it was also wrong to use such a general term as "the best and most outstanding sword" to refer to Kong Ling in the letter. It looked like it was sent to a group of people.
The key point is that shouldn't this kind of letter usually contain a little finger or something? The letter he received didn't even have a hair in it. This is really unreasonable.
In the end, Lin Luo still asked for directions everywhere in a very unreasonable way. After getting lost for eight hundred times, he finally found the entrance of Buxu Sect.
The gate of Buxu Sect is not big, much smaller than the player's Lingxiao Sect, but it looks much larger than Lingxiao Sect. The visible spiritual energy fluctuations on the mountain made Lin Luo dare not look at it for too long. He only dared to stare at the gate. Fortunately, the person waiting for him was also at the gate.
This looked like a confrontation, a confrontation between him and the people of Buxu Sect at the gate of Buxu Sect. After a long time, Lin Luo spoke nervously.
"Stand further away."
The people from Buxu Sect took Xie Ding back a step.
"Stand further away."
The people from Buxu Sect took Xie Ding back another step.
Lin Luo estimated the skill release distance and felt it was about right, so he finally took out the Void Spirit.
When a top-grade, peerless sword is unsheathed, there will be a sound of sword sound, sword light, and strange phenomena. The ethereal sword in Lin Luo's hand is no exception. As soon as the sword is unsheathed, Xie Ding sees a sword light as bright as a lotus coming towards him, and then it bypasses him and attacks.
The sword light seemed to have eyes, and it accurately avoided Xie Ding, and even avoided Lin Luo when Lin Luo gritted his teeth and rushed over to rescue him.
Xie Ding was amazed: "Can sword moves be turned into sword formations?"
Lin Luo didn't really want to answer this question. He felt very tired carrying Xie Ding. He just wanted to ask, "Can you walk on your own?"
"Ah, sure, sure. I'll go now! By the way, which sect are you from?"
"Lingxiao Sect."
"I've never heard of this sect. Is it a sect native to the East China Sea?"
"Where is the East China Sea?"
"You don't even know where the East China Sea is?!"
Lin Luo probably knew it.
But Xie Ding couldn't figure it out. He grabbed Lin Luo and said, "You didn't even hear about Buxu Sect, did you?"
Lin Luo nodded. He had indeed never heard of it.
Xie Ding wanted to say something but stopped himself. Finally, he drew a speeding talisman and asked him in which direction Lingxiao Sect was. Lin Luo shook his head blankly.
He had gotten lost here eight hundred times and really couldn't find his way.
However, Lin Luo probably still knew how to get it back: "There's a teleportation array to Lingxiao Sect in that auction house."
Xie Ding grabbed him and ran away.
With the help of the runes, he ran much faster than Lin Luo, who had no spiritual power. But even so, it didn't take long before the people from Buxu Sect caught up with him.
They chased high, fast and fiercely. Xie Ding was running on the ground and they were chasing him in the sky.
Lin Luo glanced at the surging crowd behind him in confusion: "Is Buxu Sect the largest sect in the East China Sea?"
"You could say that."
"Are we finished?"
"Your Lingxiao Sect's sword moves can all be used to form sword formations. Don't you have anything left on you to save your life?"
Life-saving stuff? This mainly depends on unplugging the network cable.
Lin Luo thought about it, and it seemed that there really was a way to save his life besides unplugging the network cable.
"Wait a moment, I'll turn it over."
"Hurry up, they're catching up!"
People have caught up.
Xie Ding stopped walking, and the figure in front of him quickly expanded into a group, surrounding him from the front, back, left and right. Xie Ding and Lin Luo were trapped in the middle, and it seemed that they were about to be eaten.
Lin Luo pressed the summon button.
The sword light swept away the crowd, and a powerful pressure like the collapse of mountains and rivers suddenly enveloped the entire East China Sea. Xie Ding saw a light that covered the sky and the sun exploded beside him, and only Lin Luo was still standing there steadily.
Dong Nanzhi is waving his sword.
That should be a sword. After all, his master has always been a sword practitioner, but the sword she swung was like a distant mountain, a river or sea. The sky was no longer visible, and the mountains and rivers were shaking under her sword.
This didn't seem like the swordplay he learned from his master through a screen, but it was exactly the same feeling he had when he first saw his master wield a sword.
Lin Luo stared blankly at Dong Nanzhi as he swept away all the enemies in front of him like a whirlwind, and then disappeared as suddenly as when he came. Then he fell into deep thought at the remaining number of summons shown in the list.
Xie Ding was silent for a long time. There was no one else here, so the whole world seemed to be silent for a long time. After a long time, Xie Ding asked Lin Luo: "Who was that just now?"
Lin Luo: "My master."
Xie Ding was silent for a long time. His face turned from black to white, and then from white to green. Finally, he couldn't help it anymore and yelled at Lin Luo, "You have such an awesome master, why are you running away?!"
"People always have to go through some hustle and bustle, desperate lives, and bloody stories in order to grow."
"Bullshit! Who said that?"
"My master said so."
Xie Ding's face turned green, and he nodded reluctantly: "Your master has some truth to it."
Lin Luo waited there for a while. Xie Ding didn't say anything else, so he was about to leave. He just took a step forward when Xie Ding pressed his shoulder again: "Where are you going?"
"I'm going home."
"Going back to your master's home?"
The players were all cultivators from the Lingxiao Sect. Lin Luo nodded and said, "You could say that."
"Are you Lingxiao Sect still accepting people?"
Lin Luo understood what he meant: "I can't take it."
"Then can you let me go to your Lingxiao Sect to hide first?"
Lin Luo nodded.
This time they did not get lost, and under Xie Ding's guidance, they successfully returned to Lingxiao Sect through the auction house.
Xie Ding followed Lin Luo from the main peak to the sword peak, and then from the sword peak to the Litian Palace. He then asked him, "Where does your master live?"
Lin Luo gestured with the ethereal object and replied, "It's not here."
"Where is that?"
“This is a privacy issue.”
Xie Ding: "...No, I just want to ask where I can go to seek help if we get beaten again."
Lin Luo felt that it was rare that someone was less clear-headed than him.
He told Xie Ding seriously, "My master is someone you can never reach."
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