Martial Supreme Emperor

Xiao Chen was a little confused.

What's the situation?

Why is master Lin Jingxiao here?

Why did you come here when you entered the stone statue?

In Xiao Chen's heart, three questions of soul were born, but Lin Jingxiao could answer all these questions for Xiao Chen.

At this time, Lin Jingxiao seemed to be connected with the outside world.

He stood up and looked at Xiao Chen.

He said with a smile: "why, I am so old that you can recognize me, now how can't you recognize me?"

He looked at Xiao Chen's eyes, still kind.

The elder looks on the younger generation in general.

Xiao Chen hears speech, immediately laughed, he walked past.

"Master, what's the situation..." Xiao Chen was a little sad.

Looking at Xiao Chen's appearance, Lin Jingxiao laughed and said, "this is the strength I left when I was young, just to wait for someone to come and inherit my mantle. But for 150000 years, no one has come. My body is a little old. In the present situation, my real body can no longer guide you. It's only here that I can guide you with the strength I left behind. "

Hearing this, Xiao Chen was surprised.

He can't even help taking a breath of the air conditioner.

Here is the power left by Lin Jingxiao.

It's too strong.

One thought of all things, cast oneself, and evolve a world.

The strength of sages is strength.

Xiao Chen is the envy of the freshmen. Although he is already holy at this time, he finds that the more he grows up, the more strong he can see. Compared with them, he is always the weak. In this cycle, Xiao Chen is always unable to jump out.

"Xiao Chen, are you ready to accept my Kendo?" Lin Jingxiao looked at Xiao Chen and said solemnly.

Hearing the speech, Xiao Chen straightened up immediately.

He straightened his waist, a pair of starlike eyes and Lin Jingxiao's eyes, nodded solemnly.

"Xiao Chen is willing to inherit the swordsmanship of his predecessors!"

"Good!" Lin Jingxiao gave a laugh, which shook the mountains and the world.

He turned and sat in the middle of the teahouse.

How can Xiao Chen not understand the meaning.

He took up a cup of tea and knelt down to offer tea.

It's a great honor for Xiao Chen to learn from Lin Jingxiao.

That was the power of the divine realm ten thousand years ago. Even now, the divine realm still has his legend.

I'm afraid even the contemporary sword emperor may not have seen Lin Jingxiao.

It is a great honor for him to have this honor.

How can Xiao Chen not cherish it.

"Disciple, Xiao Chen, meet the master!" Xiao Chen said.

Lin Jingxiao took the tea from Xiao Chen and drank it down.

He said with a smile: "Xiao Chen, I've never accepted any disciples in my life. Even the second ancestor of Jingxiao sword palace is not under my family, but still observes my sword painting practice. You are my first and last disciple. Now I'm teaching you my Yibo sword, so I won't waste my whole life's cultivation between heaven and earth."

Xiao Chen did not speak and listened quietly.

"The Kendo I practiced is the Wuxiang kendo. The so-called Wuxiang is the unreal and invisible way, which is called Wuxiang.

What I want to pass on to you now is my sword skill. It's derived from Wuxiang kendo. It's called Wuxiang Shengjian Jing. With this sword Sutra, I've been in the divine realm for tens of thousands of years. It's my unique skill. I think Jingxiao sword palace now has no sword map of my year, otherwise, this unique skill will not be lost. " Lin Jingxiao said with a free and easy smile.

Xiao Chen is serious.

Wu Xiang Sheng Jian Jing!

It must be a powerful sword. I don't know how to compare it with the Donghuang sword formula?

Xiao Chen thought.

Even if it is not strong, it may not be weak.

After all, it is the unique knowledge of the sage and the strong.

How can you be weak?

At this time, Lin Jingxiao didn't know when he had a sword in his hand. The whole body of the sword was like white jade. It was crystal clear and full of endless sword light, as if it contained thousands of sword skills. Even the candle dragon sword in Xiao Chen's body felt the strong pressure and trembled.

"Young master, that sword is very powerful." The sound of the candle dragon came out.

Xiao Chen naturally noticed.

As soon as Lin Jingxiao's sword came out, the forest roared and the wind and cloud changed color. It was all this sword.

"Look at it!"

Lin Jingxiao says a word, and immediately waves his sword. Xiao Chen's eyes are extremely focused. However, he finds that the world is full of domineering sword meaning, like me, invisible. This feeling is extremely terrible. Even the Eastern Emperor's sword formula has a lot of sword spirit, and the sword meaning is visible. But it's Lin Jingxiao's sword, which is ignorant, invisible, and can be felt, but can't be detected.

This feeling is the most dangerous.

Killing people is invisible, but the most vivid.Xiao Chen likes Wuxiang Kendo very much.

But Lin Jingxiao's swordsmanship is growing stronger and stronger. With his sword, the sky and the earth suddenly crumble, and the mountains and rivers shatter hundreds of millions of miles.

The astonishment of this sword made Xiao Chen lose his mind.

What a powerful sword will make it so powerful!

There are billions of swords in the world.

Is this a man!

It's a God. It's a miracle!

Xiao Chen takes in the cold air, but Lin Jingxiao turns back.

"Strong?" He asked.

Xiao Chen nodded very seriously.

"Strong!"

"Then practice." Lin Jingxiao nodded Xiao Chen's forehead.

All of a sudden, the Wuxiang holy sword sutra was integrated into Xiao Chen's divine consciousness.

Then he went to one side for tea.

Xiao Chen has sword scriptures in his mind. He can't laugh or cry at Lin Jingxiao.

"Master, you don't care about me?"

Smell speech, Lin Jingxiao looking at Xiao Chen, smile.

"Apprentice, have you ever heard of a sentence?"

Xiao Chen was stunned.

Lin Jingxiao said: "master leads in, and cultivation depends on one person!"

Xiao Chen, "...".

is that ok?

All right, do it yourself.

When Xiao Chen turns around, Lin Jingxiao suddenly stops Xiao Chen, and Xiao Chen turns back.

Lin Jingxiao said: "disciple, the master is giving you a word. If you want to avoid being eaten by heaven and earth, you need to move forward."

Xiao Chen turns around and goes to practice.

And Lin Jingxiao looks at Xiao Chen's back and smiles calmly, free and easy.

If you want to cultivate Wuxiang sword Sutra, you should first cultivate Wuxiang sword meaning.

Xiao Chen is in this world. He feels the change of all things and the power of the void. He has the sword and immortal power flowing at the same time and walking slowly. He wants to reach the level of Lin Jingxiao in a short time and smash the mountains and rivers for hundreds of millions of miles with one sword. That's a fool's dream, but he is still full of confidence.

He will understand the meaning of Wuxiang sword.

Xiao Chen's sword Qi was all around him and lasted for a long time.

But it can't be really understood.

This made Xiao Chen extremely distressed, and Lin Jingxiao never paid any attention to Xiao Chen and let him practice blindly.

Until half a month later.

Lin Jingxiao got up, looked at Xiao Chen's serious face, and couldn't help nodding.

"Practice wrong can be so serious, good, good."

Hearing this, Xiao Chen almost spat out blood. Is this master his master or not? He didn't make a sound even if he made a mistake.

Let him practice for a month.

Xiao Chen's heart almost cursed.

But he held back. After all, he was a man of quality.

"Master, you always know that you are wrong to tell me." Xiao Chen can't laugh or cry.

Lin Jingxiao was serious.

"That's natural. Master, if you don't remind me, you can't come up with a reason even if you are practicing for thousands of years."

With that, he put his fingers in the middle of Xiao Chen's eyebrows.

All of a sudden, a sword Qi melted into Xiao Chen's body. It was Wu Xiang's sword Qi.

"Just practice according to this."