Chapter 1850: The Rebirth of the Sword of the Initial Moment
The first thousand eight hundred and fifty chapters
Lin Yun looked at Jianxin in his hand with emotion.
Only once, this old sword master who had been dead for many years, left his sword heart to him.
Lin Yun didn’t even know the other party’s name. From now on, there will be 36 wooden houses on the third heaven of Feiyun Mountain.
There are only thirty-five seats left, unless a new Juggernaut protects them again.
“Ye Qingtian, you don’t need to carry it on your back, as long as you remember, if one day the way of heaven collapses, you still have a sword. Everything in the world will eventually get old, not to mention… the old man doesn’t know how many years he has been dead.”
Lin Yun’s ear echoed the words left by the sword master, and then followed the method taught by the other party.
Put this sword heart on the center of the eyebrows, boom, when the sword heart touches the center of the eyebrows.
Immediately released a huge light, Lin Yun’s eyebrows melted like ice and snow, and the sword heart pressed in extremely smoothly.
rock!
The purple sword heart, like a stone, was cast on the clear lake.
It’s just that the lake water that was thousands of feet before has already swelled to a million feet, the waves are clear and bright as a mirror.
Jianxin quickly sank to the bottom of the lake, ripples on the surface of the lake, and then gradually calmed down.
Lin Yun’s current cultivation base could not refine this sword heart.
In fact, it can’t be refined, even if they are both sword masters, it is extremely difficult to refine this sword heart.
The sword heart contains the will of a swordsman, and the will of the swordsman is the most difficult to extinguish, and a little carelessness will hurt itself.
The old sword saint asked Lin Yun to integrate it into his own sword sea, and then raise it with flesh and soul.
Then quietly, slowly absorbed it, waiting until the end will undergo essential changes.
In addition, this sword heart stays at the center of the eyebrows, even if the spiritual power saint wants to invade his soul in the future, it will suffer a great loss.
According to the old Juggernaut, some ancient families will let his descendants merge with a swordheart before they are born.
In this way, you can master the innate sword heart, and there are some supernatural evildoers, and no external force is required.
He had an innate sword heart and a legendary divine body when he was born. This kind of evildoer was a lot in ancient times.
After the golden age fell, almost never appeared, because the road to heaven was broken.
After doing all this, Lin Yun urged Sansheng Guo to enter the Sansheng Secret Realm.
Then he took out a few three-colored Tianyun Fruits and swallowed them in one mouthful, and immediately there was a stream of warm fluid that turned into a three-colored glow, blending into Lin Yun’s limbs, and the whole body’s blood and Long Yuan.
boom!
Lin Yun released three-color rays of light, and the rays of light converged, enclosing all of his body in it.
After learning too many lessons he had eaten before, after Lin Yun swallowed a few pieces this time, he immediately began refining.
After the refining was completed, Lin Yunxiu was firmly at the pinnacle of the Fourth Stage of the Death Profound Realm, and the Sea of Sword Intent had also widened a little.
“It’s a Tianyun fruit, no wonder so many people in Tiandao Sect want to get it, and they go to Feiyun Mountain one after another.”
Lin Yun continued to devour the holy fruit, spending all his thoughts on cultivation.
Before he knew it, Lin Yun had practiced for a month in the Sansheng Secret Realm.
His cultivation level successfully broke through, reaching the five major achievements in the Death Profound Realm, and he was still some distance from the peak.
There are still ten three-color sacred fruits left, and no four-color sacred fruits left. Now these sacred fruits are of little help.
His physical body has reached its limit, and he needs to refine a stronger sacred fruit.
In the next time, he put all his thoughts on the cultivation of the Firefly Divine Sword.
“Firefly light!”
“The glory of dawn!”
“The red of the setting sun!”
“Lasting Moon!”
“Snow of Tianshan!”
“Silver Blood!”
“Zidian Qingshuang!”
“Dari volleys!”
“Haoyue concentric!”
“Ten Thousand Swords Return to One!”
…
After another two months, Lin Yun used the Firefly Divine Sword to cultivate directly to the tenth sword.
There are thirteen swords in the Firefly God Sword. The Yaoguang Sword Sage once said that each sword is majestic and vast, and each sword can be comparable to a ghost-level high-grade swordsmanship.
Many people have practiced this sword technique, and there are also copies of various holy places and ancient families.
But like Lin Yun, he has never cultivated to the tenth sword before he reaches Nirvana.
When all ten swords were cultivated, he took a deep breath in the three-life secret realm, and then swung a sword.
After the sword was swung out, without warning, Lin Yun appeared 100 meters ahead.
Wow!
On the back of the sword body, a bright sword light lit up, and an arc-shaped sword light appeared on the trail traversed by the sword tip.
Click!
Where the sword light passed, the void was torn open. If a monk was here, the head would be cut off instantly.
Hum!
In mid-air, the air buzzed from where he passed, full of the sound of sword chanting.
This sword was extremely terrifying, and two spaces a hundred meters away seemed to be folded together.
The moment the sword was drawn, it appeared 100 meters away.
It was as if a door was pushed open, and then a light fell into it, and then it was tearing the space.
This sword is exactly the brand-new instant sword.
With the initial glimmer of light between the heavens and the earth, as Lin Yun continued to refine and perfect, his power became more and more terrifying.
“This sword seems to have touched the fur of the Tao of Space.”
Lin Yun returned the sword to the scabbard, looking back, his eyes thoughtful.
Many people know the Firefly Divine Sword, but they are not as powerful as Lin Yun’s cultivation, but the initial sword at this moment is Lin Yun’s unique skill.
“This is just a light, what if there are more lights?” Lin Yun thoughtfully, a terrifying picture appeared in his mind.
He swung a sword, and the point in the square space, locked by him, reflected his sword light like a mirror.
The space is constantly being folded, and when the sword is returned to its sheath, the light has been reflected back.
It was as if he was standing still, while the other party was all heads down, all it took was a sword.
Lin Yun’s eyes were hot, and he felt that this was too exaggerated.
If it can really do this, the opponent will not be able to dodge at all, as long as they can’t block his sword.
No matter how high the cultivation level is, it will be killed in an instant.
“It looks like a fantasy, but if you master the Galaxy Sword Intent, it’s really not impossible.”
Thinking like this, Lin Yun collected the three fruits and left this secret realm.
After coming out, after waiting for another two days, Lin Yun and Chen Feng went to the altar of heaven together, preparing to sign up for the Zongmen Ranking Tournament.
Lin Yun handed all the remaining sky cloud fruits to Chen Feng.
Chen Feng was shocked, and was unwilling to accept it at first.
“Take it, I will refining these holy fruits will have no effect. If you feel too much, you can also distribute it to the other saints of Purple Thunder Peak.”
Lin Yun said casually.
Chen Feng only accepted it. He curiously said, “Big brother, sign up for the competition later, do you really want to choose the local group?”
“is it not OK?”
Lin Yun asked rhetorically.
Chen Feng scratched his head and said: “Naturally, it’s okay, but you are in the limelight now, I don’t know how many people are jealous of you.”
“The upper limit of the local group game is quaternary nirvana, which is too dangerous. If you are defeated, it’s just a humiliation. But if you deliberately don’t keep your hands… it may be fatal.”
“No life? Who would dare to kill the personal biography of Great Sage Long Yun.”
“No, big brother, the ranking battle is different. Every year, people are killed by mistake, but the real manslaughter or the fake manslaughter, who knows? This is true or false, even the Great Sage Long Yun can’t show his face. Hold it up.”
Chen Feng sighed and continued: “Ye Feifan said that on purpose before, and he definitely wanted to find a chance to take revenge in the qualifying match.”
“No problem, this was originally the opportunity I gave him.” Lin Yun nodded, not too afraid.
If it weren’t for worrying about revealing his hole cards, he actually wanted to go to the sky team.
As long as the sky group enters the top ten, the reward is higher than the champion of the ground group.
At the Altar of Heaven, there were already four battlefields on the square, and a huge number of figures had already been gathered.
The battle platform is made of metal holy materials. It is as high as thirty feet, several hundred feet long, and more than five feet wide. It is as majestic as a hill.
The entire battle platform is vast and equipped with top-level spiritual formations, and it is difficult to easily destroy the semi-saint’s shots.
Tiandaozong has a saint with a name and a surname, and all a few steps have come.
The four battlefields, heaven and earth, mysterious and yellow, the higher the level, the fewer people who sign up.
When Lin Yun set foot on the altar of the Heavenly Dao, there were already many ordinary disciples gathered in the periphery, and they all came to observe and compete.
This is a martial battle between the disciples of the legend, and the biggest event of the sect at the end of the year, but they can only exist as spectators.
“A lot of elder disciples have come. Brother Huang Xuan, I remember, have grandsons. They are over ninety years old.”
“What about the ninety-year-old? People’s cultivation of Nirvana has the possibility of impacting the semi-sage in 50 years, and the lifespan will be completely different by that time.”
“With so many old saints, the newly promoted saints have no chance. These people have too deep cultivation.”
“You don’t know this, it’s not difficult for the old saints to enter the top ten, but the true top three, there are few exceptions for saints who have been young saints over the years.”
“Bai Shuying is here!”
Suddenly, there was a sensation outside the Heavenly Dao Altar, and the appearance of the Saintess of Orchid immediately attracted the attention of countless people.
She was very calm, and just like everyone else expected, she directly chose the Tian Group.
There are not many people in Tianzu, less than a hundred people.
But everyone has at least the Five Yuan Nirvana cultivation base, either an elder saint who is nearly a hundred years old, or a very young evildoer.
If these people walked out of the Heavenly Dao Sect, almost all of them were peerless evildoers known as Zhendonghuang, and few of their peers could compete with them.
When Lin Yun appeared, it also caused quite a stir.
Many eyes fell on him, and they were very curious about which group he would choose.
The four groups of Heaven, Earth Xuanhuang, the Huang group have the most people, and almost all of the newly promoted Saint Biography chose this group.
Some people who have achieved Nirvana at their cultivation bases still chose this group, preferring to make chicken heads rather than phoenix tails.
The winner of the yellow group is also much better than the countdown of the other groups.
In fact, unlike what others think, the most competitive group every year are the young people in the yellow group.
Soon, Lin Yun walked through this group.
“I didn’t choose the yellow group!”
“Neither did I choose the Xuan Group!”
The Quartet gradually calmed down, staring at Lin Yun like this one after another, and saw him sign up in front of the ground team battle platform.
“you sure?”
The referee in the fourth group is a semi-sage. He saw Lin Yun coming and reminded him: “Generally, there is no Nirvana cultivation base, and this group will not be selected. If you choose the cultivation base of the Death Profound Realm, you will be looking for death.”
“Then I’ll see how to write dead words.”
Lin Yun smiled, picked up a pen and wrote the three words Ye Qingtian on the registration book.
Everyone took a deep breath, and Ye Qingtian actually chose the local team this time.
“Ouyang He and Chen Zhong, they both choose this group.”
“This Lin Yun Death Profound Realm cultivation base, what fun is there to join in…”
“Ye Qingtian, you really dare to choose a land group!”
When everyone was talking in a low voice, a figure came over and walked towards the registration office of the ground team.
But when everyone saw the appearance of the incoming person, there was not much surprise in their eyes. It was the saint Ye Feifan of Daoyang Palace.
But there was another person next to him, and when everyone saw this person, their expressions changed slightly.
Zhang Yue!
His injury recovered unexpectedly. Not only did he recover, his cultivation level seemed to be even higher, reaching the four-dimensional Nirvana cultivation base.
“Ye Qingtian, long time no see.”
Seeing Lin Yun, Zhang Yue narrowed his eyes and smiled coldly.