Genius Fortune-teller

This sword, accurate already can't use sword meaning to describe, should say is a kind of Dao trace!

There is no defense, there is no reservation, just a simple trace drawn by the sword in hand! This sword condenses all the noble and healthy qi in Lin Bai's body, and also condenses all his confidence. No matter how many frustrations and twists and turns there are ahead, we should sweep the sword into the air and create a way for ourselves that belongs only to ourselves!

The sword is indomitable. Under such a terrible sword idea, Ling Yun only thinks that his so-called sword idea is so ridiculous. If you dare to call it Tao even by your own means, then the sword in front of you is Huashan where Tao converges!

Even he found that under Lin Bai's sword, the sword spirit of his flying sword began to relax, and even his confidence began to collapse at this moment.

This is the sword, this is Kendo! Looking at this sword, Ling Yun's eyes show a trace of enlightenment, a trace of gratitude, a trace of anger! Thankfully, in his lifetime, he was finally able to witness a real sword building road with his own eyes. However, he was angry that until now, he did not know that the so-called Dao passed down in the center of the sword pavilion was so ridiculous.

But this ridiculous way has poisoned generations. Even he doesn't know if it will change.

Boom! At this moment, the sharp sword in Lin Bai's palm has already chased Ling Yun! Under the Senran Kendo, Lingyun's flying sword in his palm is full of brilliance, and the meaning of the towering sword is also completely washed away! That wave of Kendo didn't suffer any resistance at all, so it directly collided with Ling Yun's body. The sword power penetrated through his body. Although there was no blood splashing, it had killed his heart.

Poof! After flying backward a few meters away, he stabilized his figure and spewed out blood from Lingyun's mouth. But at this moment, he seemed to have lost his soul. He was indifferent to these situations. His eyes were full of confusion, staring at Lin Bai who was not far away from him. He whispered to himself: "wrong, it's really wrong, how can it be wrong?"

How could it be wrong?! Ling Yun suddenly began to recall the past. It seems that when he started timing, someone had been telling him how to repair the sword, how proud he was, and how inadequate everything in the world was.

For Ling Yun, what those people told him about Jianxiu was his pride and soul!

Today, however, Lin Bai's sword directly destroys his soul and cuts off the pride in his heart! A man who claims to be a swordsman is defeated by a man who is not a swordsman, and the reason why he is defeated in the other hand is not because of anything else, but because of the wrong kendo. What a irony!

But with a bitter smile, Ling Yun found that the pride he had in the past was not bullshit at all! Even Kendo has gone wrong. How can you be proud? It's just a self deceiving vanity!

Looking at Lingyun with changeable expression, Lin Bai's mind is a little complicated. The reason why he had been patient before was that he was waiting for this moment, waiting for the so-called pride in Ling Yun's heart to reach a peak, and then he tried his best to cut off all the pride in his heart, so that he would fall from the cloud into the dust and have no power to fight again.

But now looking at Ling Yun, he felt that the young man in front of him was pitiful. In fact, it was not Ling Yun who was wrong, but those who taught Ling Yun the way of sword cultivation. It is those people's mistakes that led to Ling Yun's failure!

And the most important thing is that these sword repair really let him down, smashed all the beautiful legends about Sword Fairy in Lin Bai's heart into the air! He didn't even want to admit that the only sword menders left in the world were such people.

"I'm defeated. I admit defeat. As you say, my way is wrong." After a long silence, Ling Yun slowly raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth. All the look in his eyes had disappeared, leaving only numbness. He looked at Lin Bai slowly.

Word by word, every word seems to take away the strength of Ling Yun. After a few words, he feels that he is about to be out of breath. As proud as he is, he was shocked to find that everything he had insisted on before was wrong. It was all nonsense. The destruction of pride is worse than killing him!

Not only was his face gray, but the light and luster of the flying sword, which he had kept warm for many years and was as transparent as crystal, also became a little dim. Even the sword body had cracks. It seems that with the failure of Ling Yun, the essence and spirit contained in this flying sword are all broken. As long as you touch it lightly, it will be completely broken.

"I'll never use a sword again in my life!" After a long silence, without waiting for Lin Bai to speak, Ling Yunqiang propped himself up and walked slowly to Lin Bai. He handed Lin Bai the flying sword in his hand and looked at Lin Bai with burning eyes. His eyes showed a touch of relief. He said slowly: "the name of the sword is Ling Yun, which was left by a master of our sword Pavilion thousands of years ago. This sword is in my hand. It is also a pearl throwing dust. I will never see the real kendo. I hope you can treat this sword well in the future! "In other words, Ling Yun's eyes were already full of tears, and his face was even more miserable, like an old man who was lonely.

In the name of sword, he can take a sword so seriously that he almost takes it as his own flesh and blood. I'm afraid only Jian Xiu can do this. If it wasn't for the wrong way, this young man might really have touched the road of sword and embarked on a free and uninhibited road like the Sword Fairy of all ages.

"I will be kind to this sword." After a moment's silence, Lin Bai slowly reached out and grasped the flying sword named Lingyun. Then he looked at Lingyun and said slowly, "but I'm not a Jian Xiu after all. I don't think I often use this sword. But I promise you that I will find a good master for him in the future, one who can understand the road of sword! "

"I believe you." Ling Yun finally showed a smile on his face. He looked at the flying sword with long eyes. His fingertips gently stroked the sword. His indescribable obsession was just like the past decades. However, his eyes were more and more lax and his breath was weaker and weaker. It seemed that a gust of wind would take him away.

Although Lin Bai's sword didn't hurt him, it completely broke his heart. If one's heart dies, one will not live long! He can hold up to now, just because his wish has not come true!

"I want to ask you a few questions. Is my Yanzhao elder martial brother really captured by your sword pavilion? What's his situation? And where is the forbidden snake now? " After a moment of silence, Lin Bai slowly asked Ling Yunfa.

He knew that at this moment, after he was relieved, Ling Yun would never deceive himself.

"He was indeed captured by the sword Pavilion. Although he suffered a lot, he was OK and was asked to leave by my great uncle. He's a tough guy. Many disciples don't say it, but they admire him very much. " As Lin Bai thought, Ling Yun didn't hide anything. After telling Lu Yanzhao's recent situation, he coughed twice, and then said in a quiet way:

"as for the prohibition of snakes, I don't know. I just know that the prohibition of snakes is in the sword Pavilion and is controlled by my master, the second elder of the sword Pavilion! The reason why I found you before was that before I came out, he gave me a drop of forbidden snake blood, which can break all the shackles! But I don't know where the forbidden snake is. I'm afraid only Shifu and his elders know. But as far as I know, Shifu should be planning to do something extraordinary with the forbidden snake and Jianyuan. "

Hearing Ling Yun's words, Lin Bai felt relieved. As long as Lu Yanzhao is safe, it's enough for him. However, he still doesn't understand Ling Yun's words, so he says in a hurry: "what is Jianyuan?"

"Jianyuan is a place where swords are stored after the death of the ancestors of Jiange. It's a sea of swords. Maybe in Jiange, only there can be a real sword road..." Hearing Lin Bai's words, Ling Yun's eyes gradually became more hazy and intoxicated.

At this moment, he seemed to be back in his childhood. He was led by his master and stood in front of Jianyuan to pick up the flying sword! It was there that he took the flying sword "Lingyun" and got his own name! It was there that he vowed in his heart that he would spare no effort in his whole life to seek the road of sword and revive the power of sword cultivation!

But when it comes to this, it's going to be empty! Memory is like pages of paper. After turning page after page in front of Ling Yun's eyes, he suddenly showed a look of anxiety. He grasped Lin Bai's hand tightly and said in a hurry: "promise me, you must promise me, tell my companions in the sword Pavilion, tell them that our way is wrong, we can't go any further..."

"I promise you, I will do my best." Lin Bai nodded slowly, which was not perfunctory to a dying man, but from his heart, which was also a scene he would face.

Because no matter whether he wants to find Lu Yanzhao or to ban snakes, he can't avoid friction with the people in the sword Pavilion. At that time, these things can't be avoided.

"Go to master Bo. He will help you with these things. Thank you... " At the moment when Lin Bai's words came out, Ling Yun's life finally came to an end. With the last wisp of nostalgia he had left in the world, he looked at the flying sword with the same name and slowly closed his eyes.

There was a sudden silence in the forest, only the roaring wind and the clank of the sword! One after another, it's like the whimper of Qiu long, which is quietly spread among the mountains and forests, making people feel very cold!

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