Demon Recovery: I Will Become Stronger When I Kill The Demon

Cangyun Town.

In the courtyard.

"Master, your skills are getting better and better."

Min Tian's mouth was stuffed, and he didn't forget to pat Lin Yi's horse.

Lin Yi, on the other hand, just glanced at this apprentice who only knew how to eat, and then set his eyes on Zhang Zhiwei who was at the side.

"Tianshi, how is your health now!?"

At this time, Zhang Zhiwei's original black hair was already graying.

The figure has also lost a lot of weight.

But the spirit is still pretty good.

It's just that Lin Yi keenly discovered that Tianshi's eyes, which were originally full of divine light, had already taken on a cloudy color.

He shook his head and took a sip of the fragrant flower brew.

"It's not a big problem for the time being, when the inheritance of my celestial master has not been delivered, even the demon saint can't even think about taking me away.

Hearing this, Lin Yi didn't ask any more questions.

After all, as a contemporary celestial master, even facing the curse of the demon saint, he would not be completely powerless to resist.

Just half a month after he left.

11 Zhang Zhiwei has already centered on the Dragon and Tiger Slaying Demon Sword, and has placed a forbidden barrier on his body to greatly suppress the curse and infection of the demon saint.

As long as you don't leave this courtyard, you will be safe in a short time.

After Min Tian agreed to learn the Tao of Heavenly Master.

Every day Min Tian would come to the Tuyuan to practice.

For Zhang Zhiwei, Lin Yi still has a bit of respect in his heart.

Besides, there is also the grace of teaching art.

If possible, he still wants to help him.

Just don't have a clue yet.

After all, the realm of mythology is still a very distant thing for him now.

After the Dayan Tongtian talisman was completed, there were a few pure evil talismans.

Relatively speaking, there should be some constraints on the demon saint's curse.

It's just that he has both Taoism and martial arts, and he is unparalleled in flesh and blood. It's okay to draw talismans for himself, but if he wants to help others draw, I'm afraid there will be no power in ten.

He sighed secretly.

Lin Yi didn't look discouraged at all.

There must be a way for the car to reach the mountain, as long as you are strong enough.

Break through to the realm of legends, even myths.

Naturally, there is a solution to this demon saint curse.

He has been walking all the way, and he has only practiced for less than a year.

Such a speed is nothing short of astonishing.

Legends or myths may be out of reach for others.

But for him who owns the system, everything is possible every day.

Lin Yi didn't leave Tuyuan until the afternoon.

Back to the mansion, spend a few days with Xiao Mei tenderly.

For Xiao Mei, a woman who is devoted to him, he still feels a little guilty.

After all, from the big wedding to now, they can be said to gather less and leave more.

Compared with the love between men and women, he still loves cultivation more.

So for three consecutive days, Lin Yi stayed at the mansion, admiring flowers with Xiao Mei, shopping and doing everything a newlywed couple should do.

It was not until the second senior sister came to look for him that this quiet life ended.

Zhujian Villa, above the main hall.

This is Lin Yi's first visit to the main hall.

The main hall is located on Qiaojian Peak.

Those who are not masters cannot enter.

Unless there are special reasons, disciples below the master are not allowed to enter.

Just like that, in the jealous, astonished, and unexpected eyes of the skillful sword disciples.

Lin Yi entered calmly.

The main hall is not too big, and the whole body is pitch black, revealing a solemn and heavy feeling.

Dozens of figures were sitting on both sides.

Without exception, they are all martial arts masters.

Among them is his cheap master Qing Mingzi.

Seeing Lin Yi's arrival, Qing Mingzi smiled at the corner of his mouth, and waved to Lin Yi without hesitation.

Lin Yi didn't hesitate, and dialed directly behind Qing Mingzi.

Besides Lin Yi, there are several young figures standing behind some masters.

Like Lin Yi, he also has a strong cultivation base.

At this time, above the main hall are two imposing figures sitting upright.

The leader was a middle-aged man with a calm and resolute face.

Although the face is ordinary, there is a sense of sharpness that cannot be ignored.

It was the owner of Zhujian Villa, Feng Songzi.

Feng Songzi was born in the Qiaojian lineage, with unsurpassed talent, he stepped into the Legendary Seven Realms in less than a hundred years.

Now he is even a master of the eighth realm of legend.

And also in charge of one of the divine swords, the Shengxie Canjian.

The actual combat power is much stronger than the legendary nine realms.

It can be regarded as the peak existence beyond the myth.

Behind Feng Songzi is the Supreme Elder, Taoist Song Ming.

Also a legendary warrior.

Although his strength is not as good as Feng Songzi's, he is also a legendary master of the seventh realm.

These two are also the only two legends left in Jianjian Villa.

Except Qing Mingzi, of course.

Regarding the strength of his cheap master, Lin Yi can be sure that it is definitely not inferior to Feng Songzi's strength.

It's just that the insiders don't seem to know Qing Mingzi's true strength.

Although Lin Yi was a little curious about the reason, he had no intention of finding out.

Saw Lin Yi coming.

All the eyes of the entire main hall fell on him.

Most of them come with a touch of scrutiny.

Of course, there are quite a few with hostility, and only a few with a touch of kindness.

Among them was Gu Yun.

"This time the Demon Slayer Army suffered heavy losses, and the sect suffered heavy damage. There are not many disciples left who participated in the big competition."

"However, being able to safely return to the gate also proved their strength and should be rewarded.

Above the main hall, Feng Songzi's majestic voice sounded slowly.

Lin Yi's heart skipped a beat.

Originally thought that such a tragic situation, Dabi was no longer necessary, but I didn't expect it to count.

"The reward for the first place in this martial art competition is 520 strands of Kun Kun Long Yuan."

As Feng Songzi spoke, his eyes fell on Lin Yi.

Because from what Gu Yun and several disciples said, he was quite interested in Lin Yi, a disciple of the sword casting lineage.

"Although the demon army suffered heavy losses this time, I also heard that there is an extra genius in the sect."

"Your name is Lin Yi, right?"

"Disciple Lin Yi, I have seen the Lord.

Lin Yi cupped his fists and said respectfully.

But in the next moment, his expression changed in vain.

I just felt a sharp sword light burst out from Feng Songzi's eyes.

Straight to hit him.

Without even thinking about it, Lin Yi punched out directly.

The fist wind collided with the sword glow,

Lin Yideng stepped back several steps before stopping.

The sleeve of the right hand has been reduced to ashes.

He lowered his eyebrows, knowing in his heart that this was Feng Songzi's temptation to him.

Seeing Lin Yi receiving his blow, Feng Songzi immediately burst into laughter.

"Okay, okay, okay! Sure enough, he has the combat power comparable to that of a master. Yes, really good. It seems that the Sword Casting lineage has also counted as a great disciple."

All the elders in the audience, especially the elders of Qiaojian's lineage, were also shocked when they saw this scene.

Although the eye sword of the village owner just now is just a test, it also has the power of a middle-stage master.

Even if it was them, except for some peak masters, they would not perform better in the face of this sword. .