Zhu Xianzhi's sword Qingyun

Chapter 42 Ten Years
The flowers bloom and fall, and the bandits go to night.

The leaves on the mountain behind Tongtian Peak turned green a few times, turned yellow a few times, withered a few times, and fell a few times. Ten years just slipped past the window like this.

Years change, and ten years can change a lot of things. The childish boy from back then is still handsome, but the innocence of the past has disappeared from his eyes, and there are more perseverance and vicissitudes.

On the back mountain of Tongtian Peak, the ancestral hall of the ancestors.

The soft sunlight shines on the majestic palace, which looks solemn and mysterious.The ancestral hall is still dark, and the dim light of those ever-burning lamps and incense candles still pay homage to the souls of countless ancestors of Qingyunmen.

On the open space outside the main hall, Lin Jingyu held the Dragon Slayer in his hand, and with fluttering clothes, he was fighting back and forth with an old man holding a bamboo pole like a dragon entering the sea.

Lin Jingyu's eyes were like lightning, his eyebrows were like swords, and there was an overwhelming heroic spirit on his handsome face.But the old man holding the bamboo pole is old and old, his back is half hunched, forming a stark contrast with Lin Jingyu.

In the arena, Lin Jingyu was holding the emerald green dragon-slaying sword, and was dancing non-stop, attacking the old man from every corner, trying to defeat him.

The Dragon Slaying Sword is a divine weapon, and Lin Jingyu's cultivation base is also extremely high, the dense sword energy is like an axe, like a knife, each strike has the power to break through mountains, and it keeps attacking the old man.

Facing the extremely powerful moves, the old man always had the appearance of strolling in the garden, waving the bamboo pole in his hand freely, not only blocking all the sword qi, but also faintly restraining Lin Jingyu mean.

As time dragged on, Lin Jingyu still couldn't open the situation, and seemed a little anxious.

Lin Jingyu's starry eyes opened, and he swung the Dragon Slaying Sword in his hand forward. A sharp sword energy from the Dragon Slaying Sword struck at the old man, forcing the old man back half a step, and forcibly won a place for himself .

Seeing the old man being forced away, Lin Jingyu showed a gleam of joy on his face, raised his hand to slay the dragon, and with a clear whistle, Lin Jingyu turned into a blue light, rose from the ground, and went straight into the nine heavens.

The next moment, there was a sharp sound, which suddenly sounded from above the open space.A strange darkness suddenly appeared from above the clearing, covering the clearing in a blink of an eye, imbuing the surroundings with a sense of chilling.

I saw that the black air in the air was getting thicker and thicker, making people feel like they were in the Nine Nether Hell, but at the next moment, there was a long roar of a dragon, which came out from the black air, but there was a green light shining, coming from the black air. It burst out suddenly, and in a blink of an eye, it was radiant, driving away the black air.

Lin Jingyu held the Dragon Slaying Divine Sword and appeared high in the sky. The green light emitted from his body was extremely dazzling, but he saw his eyes were shining brightly, and his sword merged into one, and he rushed straight down from the sky impressively.

The dragon-slaying sword was entrained with thousands of rays of light, and it made a loud roar, with great momentum, and it was still far away in the sky, but the ground was already dusty, and the sand and stones flew away.And as Lin Jingyu's body shot down like lightning, the sides of his body also seemed to ignite flames out of thin air because of the speed and momentum.

He looked like a desperate and war-like god of war, flying down.

The expression on the face of the old man in the ancestral hall suddenly became agitated. He held the seemingly fragile bamboo pole in his hand, and softly recited the formula in his mouth, forming a pale halo around his body.

"boom!"

A huge roar came in a blink of an eye, and the ground hit by this miraculous power of the true law groaned in pain. In an instant, the ground was torn apart, and large and small stones broke away from the ground and shot up into the sky, forming a deep formation around the old man. A huge sunken pit.

After a while, the storm gradually calmed down, and the sand, stones and dust that had been stimulated by the huge force fell down one after another. The cracks on the ground and the huge round crater still recorded the earth-shattering blow just now.

After a whistling sound, Lin Jingyu jumped out of the round pit holding the Dragon Slaying Sword, his body was covered with dust, and even his handsome face was somewhat stained.As soon as he fell to the ground, he immediately began to gasp for breath, but on his face, there was still an uncontrollable expression of excitement.

And the old man was still holding the battered bamboo pole in his hand, standing in the round pit, looking at Lin Jingyu with a smile, full of relief and love, and whispered: "You are fine, really very good."

As he said that, he slowly raised his head, looked at the sky, and said leisurely: "Even if I had mastered this sword art of killing ghosts and gods back then, I would not be as fast as you."

With a "swipe", Lin Jingyu inserted the Dragon Slaying Sword back into the scabbard, the excitement on his face still remained, and he said: "Old man, if it wasn't for your guidance, I really don't know when I will be able to practice This is the peerless truth!"

The old man snorted, with a look of disdain on his face, and said lightly: "In today's Qingyun Sect, apart from Daoxuan, Tian Buyi and your master Cangsong are not bad, the other elders are the first ones. They are useless guys. With your current cultivation base, although it is not as difficult as Cangsong Hetian, but it must be stronger than Shang Zhengliang and Tianyun. "

Although Lin Jingyu knew the old man's identity, he was still startled. He has been studying under Wan Jianyi for more than ten years. Over the years, every time he cultivated, his admiration for this old man grew deeper. , I really feel that this old man has opened up a world that I never knew for myself. It turns out that this way of cultivation can still be practiced.

In the past ten years, under the guidance of the old man, Lin Jingyu practiced Taoism with the help of Xuanhuojian's ten thousand fires every day. first seat.

The old man turned his head to look at Lin Jingyu, and said: "Although you can already use this style of 'slaying ghosts and gods', but this style of true sword art is fierce and fierce, although it is powerful, it also consumes a lot of your own vitality. You Even though he is endowed with extraordinary talent and has the profound fire cup to nourish his true energy, he still needs to practice constantly to be able to use it freely, and it is better not to use this true sword art until a critical moment."

Lin Jingyu knelt down in front of him, respectfully said: "Yes, this disciple understands."

The old man lifted him up, looked at the sun in the sky, silently calculated in his heart, a trace of reluctance flashed in his eyes, and sighed: "Ten years, you have been guarding the ancestor's ancestral hall for ten years, now you are punished The period has expired, and you have achieved a small amount of cultivation, so you can go back now."

go back?

It's not that Lin Jingyu hasn't thought about this in the past ten years, he misses the outside world too much, he misses Zhang Xiaofan too much, his senior brother too much, Longshou Peak too much, and that woman's figure too much.

The scene of the reunion had played out countless times in his mind, but for some reason, at this moment, he hesitated.

Maybe it was because he couldn't bear the tranquility here, maybe it was because he couldn't bear Wan Jianyi who treated him sincerely, at this moment, Lin Jingyu didn't really want to leave here so much.

The old man naturally also saw Lin Jingyu's reluctance, a flash of warmth flashed in his heart, he patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Good boy, a man with ambitions everywhere, why would you waste so much money on me, a dying man?" How much effort? I heard yesterday that many elite disciples in the sect have been sent out to carry out missions, and the girl surnamed Lu from Xiaozhufeng is also among them, why don't you go and have a look together?"

"Xue Qi?" Lin Jingyu's mind once again flashed that beautiful and beautiful face, and he smiled unconsciously, but after a while, Lin Jingyu shook his head and said: "I'm just a As a disciple who is being punished, what do I have to do with Qing Yunmen's mission? What's more, with Junior Sister Lu's cultivation, I can definitely protect myself, so why should I worry about it?"

"Really?" The old man stared at Lin Jingyu's stubborn eyes, smiled slightly, and asked again: "Aren't you worried even if she goes to the western death swamp?"

"What!" Lin Jingyu exclaimed in surprise.

Lin Jingyu was familiar with "Baichuan Zhi", so he naturally knew what the Dead Swamp was.

The Death Swamp is located in the southwestern part of the vast land of Shenzhou, with a radius of almost eight thousand miles. It is continuous and rarely inhabited since ancient times.And it is divided into two layers of boundaries: one is the outer marsh, which belongs to the periphery of the dead marsh and occupies seven or eight out of ten of the dead marsh's land. Among them are towering giant trees, dense bottomless mud pits, and a lot of poisonous insects.One is Neize, which is surrounded by highly poisonous swamp gas all year round, with countless ghosts and ghosts, and endless wind and bitter rain. Those who stray into it will most likely never find their way, and do not know whether they are alive or dead.

How can such a difficult and dangerous place be able to retreat completely by relying on cultivation alone!At this moment, Lin Jingyu became anxious.

Lin Jingyu suddenly pulled the old man's arm, and hurriedly asked: "Old man, have they already set off?"

The old man nodded and said: "I heard that they had already set off a few days ago, so they should be here soon. If you hurry up, it shouldn't be too late."

Lin Jingyu's body shook, he took a deep breath, bowed to the ground, and said: "Senior, the kindness you have given me in the past ten years is as towering as a mountain, and this disciple will never forget it. In the future, I will use what I have learned all over my body to fight against demons and repay my teacher. Door, live up to your ambition!"

The old man nodded with a smile and said, "Okay, you can go."

Lin Jingyu bowed again, looked at the surrounding scenery, finally turned around abruptly, straightened his body, turned into a dazzling blue light, left the ancestral hall, and headed straight to the west.

(End of this chapter)