The first thousand eight hundred and ninety-eight chapters
The first thousand eight hundred and ninety-eight chapters
The Heavenly Jade Sword Saint was so vigorous that even his true face was revealed.
Lin Yun took a deep breath and calmly said: “Senior… are you talking and laughing.”
“Yaoguang’s line is not like that, dare to do it or not recognize it?” Heavenly Jade Sword Saint sneered.
Master, what did you do?
Lin Yun smiled bitterly in his heart, and said: “Uncle Shi, I don’t know what you are talking about?”
“Still playing stupid?”
Heavenly Jade Sword Saint said coldly: “Does Jian Wuming teach you this way? If you don’t admit it, this Saint will kill you now!”
boom!
The majestic murderous aura fell, Lin Yun’s body turtle imprint was immediately greatly impacted, and there was a faint tendency to collapse at any time.
“Then Uncle Master will kill me.”
Lin Yun said solemnly.
Buzzing!
Without warning, a holy sword pierced through the air and fell on the tip of Lin Yun’s eye in a flash.
Lin Yun Canglong Jianxin had long been aware of it, but after all, he didn’t hide, and he didn’t even blink his eyes.
The sword tip is cold, only the slightest distance from his eyes, and it is already scared to be an ordinary person.
Time seemed to have stopped, well, the Heavenly Jade Sword Master waved his hand, and the Holy Sword withdrew again.
Lin Yun breathed a sigh of relief: “Thank you for your mercy, Master Uncle.”
“Ben Sheng is not showing mercy, but just confirming your identity.”
The Heavenly Jade Sword Saint said indifferently: “Ye Guhan and Ye Qingtian are indeed related to each other. It was he who pleaded for Ye Qingtian that day, and this sage didn’t kill him.”
“But Ben Sheng met him a year ago, and there is indeed something hidden behind him in sneaking into the Saint Immortal Pond.”
Lin Yun’s complexion changed, and Heavenly Jade Sword Saint actually knew this.
“A person’s talent can accumulate thickly, his cultivation base can skyrocket out of thin air, swordsmanship can go a long way, only one thing is hard to change, do you know what it is?”
“I don’t know.”
“It’s a longing for life. He is a survivor, and Ye Qingtian has a lot of concern in his heart. Even if he suffers a lot of humiliation, he will survive the world.”
Heavenly Jade Sword Saint said: “You are not, there is no such person in Yaoguang’s line. Yesterday you picked up a pen and wrote, the saint general guessed your identity, and Qinghe did not dare to see the saint. You didn’t hide from this sword just now, this saint is already sure in his heart.”
Lin Yun’s eyes changed without comment.
“If you want to install it, continue to install it. This sage doesn’t bother to tear you down, just like this sage didn’t want to tear down the nameless sword.” In the cold look of the Heavenly Jade Sword Saint, there is a cold edge hidden. That is. Jian Xiu’s style and arrogance.
“From now on, you will be repairing your sword here.” The Heavenly Jade Sword Saint said in deep thought.
“How long does it take to practice?”
“Let’s learn the thirteenth sword first.”
The Heavenly Jade Sword Saint was bathed in the holy glory again, becoming unfathomable, misty and distant, but high above.
She took out the paper and inkstone, and then lowered her head to write.
Along with the formation of the pen and ink, one stroke and one stroke, one point and one horizontal line, there is boundless sacred glory.
Huh huh!
Six ink figures flew out of the paper, holding a holy sword, and slew towards Lin Yun.
But it was exactly the same as Yaoguang’s way of giving disciples, except that the Heavenly Jade Sword Saint was more ruthless.
The six ink figures are all fierce and fierce.
And the sword intent is without exception, all reach the realm of galaxy, and the cultivation base is in the realm of Nirvana.
Whoosh!
Lin Yun suddenly had no other thoughts, and he rose from the sky, but after landing, he was still surrounded by shadows.
He didn’t pay much attention to it at first, but soon groaned to himself.
Huh!
But for a moment, there was a sword wound left on his body, blood flew across, and the stars and sword fire on the wound continued to burn.
Even with the Ssangyong Eucharist, Lin Yun grinned in pain, and it was really uncomfortable.
The Heavenly Jade Juggernaut did not pay attention, and continued to write, the ink-and-wash human shadow sword move changed again, still being the Firefly Sword, the second sword, the third sword and the fourth sword were used one after another.
Even if Canglong Jianxin warned, Lin Yun was still struggling to cope, and his injuries continued to increase.
On the square in front of the dust-free palace, the sword light is vertical and horizontal, and the figures are dazzling.
Lin Yun pushed the Sun-Daily Divine Art to its limit, shifting between square inches, almost divided into six.
But he was still at a loss, and finally at the seventh sword, the burial flower in his hand was directly knocked out.
Cengceng!
Six ink figures sealed him with swords from all directions, instantly unable to move.
“Is the Yaoguang disciple at this level?”
Heavenly Jade Juggernaut stopped writing and said slightly mockingly.
The expression in Lin Yun’s eyes was extremely dissatisfied.
But the moment he raised his head, he just collided with the opponent’s eyes, and the opponent’s expression was quite playful.
It seems that besides, don’t you like to pretend, just wait for Lin Yun to reveal his identity, depending on when you pretend.
I just installed it!
Lin Yun’s temper also came up. He stretched out his hand to flick the holy sword in front of him, and then carried two swords forcibly, and finally the funeral flower flew to block all the remaining four swords.
“Tian Xuan’s line, is that nothing more than that?”
Lin Yun smiled at the corner of his mouth, raised an eyebrow and smiled.
However, he couldn’t laugh anymore quickly, and the Heavenly Jade Sword Saint didn’t talk nonsense with him, he kept writing.
Then write, then dance the sword.
When the twelve swords were finished, Lin Yun was wounded and bloodied all over his body. He knelt on one knee while holding the sword.
“What about another sword?”
Lin Yun squinted his eyes slightly, and said in deep thought, there are still ten thousand swords left in the firefly’s thirteen swords.
“Take a rest, continue.”
Heavenly Jade Sword Saint did not answer, only let him rest for a while.
Cycle again afterwards!
By the time sunset, the firefly sword technique circulated nearly a hundred times, and each time there were no thirteen swords and ten thousand swords into one.
It made Lin Yun a little skeptical, the Heavenly Jade Sword Saint was not here to teach him swordsmanship, but purely to take revenge.
If he is willing to teach, he should also teach him ten thousand swords to return to one. Lin Yun has already learned the first twelve swords.
“Continue tomorrow.”
The Heavenly Jade Sword Saint stood up in the sky, not staying much for a moment.
Lin Yun took a deep breath, without questioning anything after all, he sat cross-legged and closed his eyes to heal his injuries.
He is not so easy to admit defeat.
…
The next day.
There were groups of sword repairers everywhere, rushing towards the Yuyang Hall. Today is the day when the Heavenly Jade Sword Master will examine everyone, and no one dares to delay.
In two days, the three characters left by the Sword Saint of the Sky Jade that day each had a lot of gains.
Wang Ziyue came to Chen Zhong and whispered: “Have you seen Ye Qingtian?”
“No.”
Chen Zhong shook his head.
Ye Qingtian is very eye-catching, if it does appear, it is impossible not to notice it.
“Weird, where did this guy go?” Wang Ziyue asked in confusion.
He originally planned to invite Lin Yun to go with him today, but he rushed out, and he didn’t see the latter after he came to the dojo.
“Don’t worry, that guy will definitely come.” Chen Zhong said indifferently.
Wang Ziyue looked at Sifang Jianxiu and muttered: “I don’t know the uncle Shi, I suddenly paid attention to the naming sword conference. I have never cared about it in so many sessions.”
Chen Zhong smiled and said: “In the past, the ranking of Tiandaozong was extremely poor. After all, it was not based on the sword to establish the sect. Maybe Uncle Master couldn’t pass it.”
“Maybe.”
Wang Ziyue responded casually, his eyes swept around again, but he still didn’t see Lin Yun’s figure.
Gradually, others discovered that Lin Yun had not arrived yet.
“What about people?”
Everyone in the Ye Family who had arrived early, suffocating their stomachs, their expressions were also uncertain.
In the end, after the arrival of the Heavenly Jade Sword Saint, there was still no Lin Yun.
Doubts were suppressed in everyone’s hearts. Two hours later, the Heavenly Jade Sword Saint left, and everyone in the dojo couldn’t help it.
“Why didn’t Ye Qingtian come?”
“Is this guy afraid? He slipped so fast yesterday, he must be afraid that Brother Qinghong will trouble him…”
“I think Shiyou** was driven away by Uncle Shi!”
“After all, he is disrespectful to Uncle Master in public. If you don’t say anything about it, you definitely don’t like him a long time ago.”
“It’s just a thief after all.”
As a result, the news that Ye Qingtian was swept out by the Heavenly Jade Sword Saint spread like wildfire.
These people didn’t know that the Heavenly Jade Sword Saint, who was flying away, landed in the square in front of the dust-free palace after a few breaths.
On the square, Lin Yun’s figure was divided into six, and everyone was using the same swordsmanship, without exception, the God Sword of Firefly.
wrong!
The eyes of the Heavenly Jade Sword Saint condensed slightly, and immediately found clues, the original six afterimages used different swordsmanship.
Although they are all fireflies and even the same sword, the order of each sword is different, and the artistic conception of each sword is also slightly different.
Between the confusion, a sword was used, and the space overlapped.
The power of swordsmanship skyrocketed out of thin air, and the discoloration of the situation was scattered, and it was very scary to see.
The Heavenly Jade Sword Saint was fascinated for a while, and vaguely saw it, as if he had seen the shadow of Yao Guang back then.
Time and space chaotic, the man with sword eyebrows and star eyes, lips red and white teeth, smiled back and said: “Zi Yuan, how is my swordsmanship, breaking your sword moves yesterday, only between the bullets.”
“You… have been practicing swords all night? You don’t want to lose to me like that?”
“No, why don’t you break your sword all night.”
“Your hair is frosty…”
“This is Jianshuang, not cold. Come, let’s try again. I’m not a person who concedes defeat easily.”
Huh!
Lin Yun collected the sword and returned it to its sheath, and found that the Heavenly Jade Sword Master didn’t know when he would arrive, and smiled: “Uncle Master, how is my swordsmanship.”
The Heavenly Jade Sword Master woke up, his complexion changed, and his voice was rarely softer: “Are you practicing swords all night?”
“Naturally, I’m not someone who concedes defeat easily.” Lin Yun said loudly, with sharp sharpness in his eyes.
Who knows that after this, the Heavenly Jade Sword Master was furious and sneered: “Your Yaoguang line really hasn’t changed at all. Can’t you afford to lose? What’s wrong with losing once!”
Huh huh!
The Heavenly Jade Juggernaut re-wrote the ink, and the ink figure once again killed with the sword, but this time it was not the six figures.
It’s a whole eighteen figures!
Compared with yesterday, the difficulty has tripled, and Lin Yun, who is confident, will be taught directly to be a man.
The following time, every day.
Lin Yun said he was practicing swords, but in fact he was being beaten, whenever Lin Yun felt able to cope with it.
The Heavenly Jade Sword Saint immediately increased the difficulty, not giving him any chance of success.
In just seven days, the number of ink figures who fought with Lin Yun increased from six to seventy-two.
Invisible, Lin Yun could feel that his Firefly Divine Sword was improving every day.
Even the God of the Sun tactics have skyrocketed a lot, and every time the limit breaks through, the strength is advancing by leaps and bounds.
It’s just that this inhuman teaching method brings not only physical fatigue, but also mental frustration.
Lin Yun couldn’t hold it for several times, thinking about offering the sword heart of the blue dragon, offering the golden crow holy wings, offering the burial star, and offering the supreme dragon seal.
But in the end, he gritted his teeth and insisted on abruptly.
It has to be said that such persistence is indeed rewarding.
In such a short period of time, his Firefly Divine Sword had all reached the state of miniaturization.
Lin Yun had a lot of his own understanding of the Firefly Divine Sword, and suddenly understood why he couldn’t practice ten thousand swords into one.
The true essence of Wan Jian Yiyi is not to change the many sword moves in front of them, and then they will burst out directly.
As a result, an unprecedented increase in the power of swordsmanship.
Its true meaning lies in the word “Guiyi”, and if you want to return it, you must first return it to zero.
Forget all the previous twelve swords, one sword and one sword, and then return to the first sword, the light of fireflies.
It’s like a circle!
After turning around, it seems to have returned to the original point, but in fact, after the circle is drawn, the firefly light that is pierced again is already completely different.
On the morning of the eighth day, the Heavenly Jade Sword Saint stood in the air, watching Lin Yun who was practicing the sword below did not fall.
On the square in front of the temple.
Cengceng!
Lin Yun took twelve steps in a row, leaving an afterimage with each step, and each afterimage made a sword.
The afterimages remain condensed, and when seen from a distance, it is like a firefly walking out of its short life.
From the light of fireflies, into the snow of Tianshan, into the blood of silver, into the silver brilliance of the moon…
Many afterimages surround, just forming a circle.
In the thirteenth step, Lin Yun stepped back to the original point, and many afterimages overlapped, and all kinds of visions turned into the light of fireflies again, waiting until a sword pierced out.
boom!
This sword seemed to be alive, unable to be annihilated, its brilliance was radiant, and the entire Wuchen Palace trembled under this sword.
“Ten thousand swords are back together, it’s done.”
Lin Yun was ecstatic, and only felt that the hard work was finally worth it.
The sword just pierced out, trembling in the void, as if a door was pushed open by him.
With a single sword, all kinds of magic became empty, but the real door suddenly opened, suddenly enlightened like Daigo.
Sure enough, there is still another volume of Firefly Sword Art.
Going around, the entire Firefly Thirteen Swords are just a key, used to open the real gate of the Firefly God Sword.
He couldn’t wait to wait for the arrival of the Heavenly Jade Sword Saint, and he just saw the opponent as soon as he raised his head.
“Uncle Shi, Wan Jian is back together, I will.”
Lin Yun said quickly.
“It takes only seven days. Yaoguang really taught a stupid apprentice.”
The Heavenly Jade Sword Sage was shocked, and it took Bai Shuying a whole month to figure out that he would be able to do it in seven days.
It was another pot of cold water. During this time, Lin Yun was used to it and said with a smile: “Uncle Master, what can I advise today.”
“Ye Qingtian, Ben Sheng asks you, how many words did Ben Sheng write in these seven days?”
The Heavenly Jade Sword Saint stood in the air, answering the wrong questions.
“this……”
Lin Yun frowned slightly, he really didn’t pay attention.
“I don’t even remember how many words I wrote. Although Jian Wuming is as stupid as a pig, he is not so distracted.”
The Heavenly Jade Sword Saint said coldly: “Remember, this sage has written a total of 36 characters. It is hard to carve the dead wood. This sage punishes you for three days!”
Huh!
She vacated her hands, and the paper she had written on before spread out like a picture.
Thirty-six scrolls, thirty-six ancient characters, sealed Lin Yun in them like a cage.
Each picture scroll releases the majestic sacred glory, and the handwriting contains the rhyme of the supreme Taoism, the ancient meaning is vast, and it makes people seem extremely insignificant.
“Uncle Master…”
Lin Yun’s head was suddenly big, and when he raised his head, Heavenly Jade Sword Sage ignored him and drifted away.
[The story of Tiandaozong will be written for a while, everyone stays safe, there are actually a lot of content involved, there is Yaoguang in the past, there are also main lines, there are Lin Yun and Bai Shuying and Xinyan interaction. In addition, everything the Heavenly Jade Sword Saint does today is also for her purpose. I buried a small hole when she first appeared on the stage. 】