Sovereign of the Era

Lin Yun was in a daze and looked at the direction of the disappearance of Mu Xuankong for a long time.

"Younger brother Lin?"

"Younger brother Lin?"

Mu Qingqing sister, look at each other, and then surprised.

Lin Yun's mood changed when he was in charge of teaching, but his sisters were still older. This really doesn't make sense.

Is there really something they don't know?

Lin Yun woke up and tried to squeeze out a smile: "I still have some leave in advance. I may close down for a long time."

The two women nodded and looked at the back of Lin Yun's departure. Their looks were deep in thought.

"Sister, do you think that younger martial brother Lin has changed a little since he came back this time It's strange, but I can't say. It seems that he cares more than both of us when my father is out of the mountain. " Mu Qingqing pinches chin way, beautiful eye is full of doubt color.

Mu Xueqin pondered: "he has become a bit unfathomable now. I feel his cultivation It may be more than the five-star God Dan Zun. "

"True or false? When he left the religion, I remember that he was only two stars at the top of his cultivation, and he was promoted to the five-star God Dan in less than four months. This is very exaggerated! " Mu Qingqing surprised way.

Am I wrong?

Mu Xueqin was thoughtful and said, "maybe I think wrong. I don't care about this. I'll ask why my father came out of the mountain."

Both Mu Xueqin and Mu Qingqing are quite nervous. In contrast, Lin Yun's changes can only be put down temporarily.

Shenxiao peak.

Lin Yun is familiar with his family and road, and comes to the netherworld Hall of wuxuege.

In the closed palace, the lonely old man with grey hair looks old and wrinkled. He looks weak.

"Yes, uncle!"

Lin Yun bows and bows.

This is martial uncle Chenguang, the younger brother of master Yaoguang. There is no change at all.

"Eh?"

The dust light looked at Lin Yun at first, but he didn't care much about it at first, and then he looked quite surprised and said with a smile, "the little guy of Muchuan has taught you xuangui skill."

"Do you know this breathing technique, too?"

"After all, it has something to do with the inheritance of Xuanwu. Mu Chuan asked me for advice. Unfortunately, I can't figure out the turtle shell. I always feel that it's only a chance to make up for it." Chen Guang explained with a smile.

Finally, the old man looked at Lin Yun and said, "what are you looking for, martial uncle?"

Lin Yun said, "I'm here to ask for the skill behind Shenxiao sword rhyme."

"Have you condensed your sword species?"

"Well, martial uncle, please have a look."

Lin Yun draws a circle in front of his chest with both hands. When the two semicircles are finished, the twelve Youming petals are in the middle of them.

Boom!

As soon as he put his hands together, a sword shadow rose from the stamen, and then became solid and thick.

"Youming sword, good, good."

Dust light began to laugh, this time he was really smiling, and all the wrinkles around his eyes were laughing.

Lin Yun's heart is inexplicably trembling. Compared with the master, uncle Chenguang seems to be older. This contrast, all of a sudden thought of the master, and then thought of with the intention of killing away from the clan mu Xuankong.

I owe Jianzong so affectionate Click!

The mood of the wave soon spread to the front of the nether petals, the sword body can not stop shaking up, seems to collapse at any time.

"What are you thinking?"

The dust light glared at Lin Yun, then waved, and all kinds of petals flew into Lin Yun's body.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry."

Lin Yun scratched his head and apologized.

What am I thinking? I'm here to ask for the follow-up skills. If the performance is not good, martial uncle will not give him the skill.

"In this state of mind, you'd better wait for the Dragon veins, and then come to me for follow-up skills." Uncle Chenguang's unfriendly way.

Lin Yun was in a low mood and wanted to argue, but he couldn't open his mouth.

"What happened? Let's talk to martial uncle. I'm young. How can I hide so many things in my heart? " Dust light kind smile way: "don't worry, martial uncle can't get out of this netherworld hall, what do you want to say, just tell me, martial uncle will give you secrecy."

Lin Yun takes a deep breath and tells his experience of this trip from the residual Dragon Star world.

"I see Elder martial brother, it seems that there isn't much time left. "

After listening to the dust light, he sighed. His vicissitudes of vision to Lin Yun, the corner of his eye naturally reveals a trace of smile, in his eyes, Lin Yun is like a warm and transparent jade, a pure heart without any dust.

"Martial uncle, is the level really sad?"

Lin Yun asked nervously.

Chen Guang didn't answer this question and said, "I know why you are upset. Do you feel powerless, whether it's fengjue, your master, or mu Xuankong. Many things are caused by you, but you can't do anything. The sword in your hand can't help at all. "

"Uncle!"Lin Yun moved in his heart and looked at the other side. His words hit his soul as if he had seen him through.

"Silly boy."

Chen Guang laughed and scolded, and immediately said: "after the elder martial brother became a saint, he guarded the sword clan for more than 2000 years. Now he is only a few years old, and he doesn't want to admit defeat. An old sword still wants to fight hard. Mu Xuankong is the leader of the sword sect, but he can get out of the mountain in anger. He is short of talent, but he also vows to protect you. Do you know what it is for? "

"For what?"

"For the sword clan!"

Dust light whispered: "eight thousand years of fame and dust, ninety thousand miles of sword light.". The bright moon is immortal, and the sword clan is immortal. Three thousand years ago, after the sword school fell into the holy land, every disciple who joined the sect had to swear in front of the sword tablet, and one day he would let the sword sect return to the holy land. "

"They see hope in you, and naturally they will try their best, everyone in his place, do their best. Whether senior brother, mu Xuankong or fengjue, they are just doing their best. "

"This is the way of Jianzong and that of our swordsmen. Our swordsmen only want to have a clear conscience."

Lin Yun's eyes twinkled and his mood returned.

"Lin Yun, let me ask you, are you guilty in your heart? I don't ask whether you are right or not. I only ask you if you can afford the sword in your hand. "

"I..."

Lin Yun will answer, and then think of what, eyes gradually condense, the depth of the eyes seems to have a flame burning.

"I am worthy of it!"

Lin Yun held the flower in his hand and said in a deep voice that he did not have any hesitation at this moment.

Chen Guang's face showed a smile and said: "the sword clan is worthy of you. You are worthy of the sword in your hand. Why bother yourself so much?"

"Thank you, martial uncle."

Lin Yun's thoughts suddenly brightened. In a trance, the heart of Xiang Jian seemed to become much brighter.

"Take it. This is the skill of the dragon vein scroll and the life and death volume of Shenxiao sword Jue. The corresponding skill is the fourth to the twelfth of Shenxiao sword rhyme." Chen Guang turns his hand and takes out two scrolls, which he solemnly hands to Lin Yun.

"Life and death volume?"

Lin Yun lost his voice.

"I don't want you to go more than once, but if you have time, you are welcome to this place at any time. It's good for me to have a personal chat, old man." Dust light smiling road.

Lin Yun suddenly thought of one thing and said, "I have met people in the Youming palace before. Their skills are very similar to the Shenxiao sword formula, but they are not quite the same."

"Ha ha."

Referring to the netherworld Hall of the demon sect, the dust light sneered and said, "do you see the name of this stone hall?"

Lin Yun suddenly surprised, this just remembered, this place is called the Youming hall, just with the same name as the demon sect Youming hall.

Coincidence?

"Youming hall was a branch of Jianzong three thousand years ago. Now the owner of Youming hall is a traitor of Jianzong. However, this man has his own fortune. Relying on the resources of one sect, he has become the first of the six evil sects in Donghuang

"Do you know why elder martial brother is angry? A sect developed by a traitor who dares to attack his disciples is really ignorant of death

Lin Yun was surprised, but he didn't expect that there was such a source.

"Don't think too much about it. Just like you answered me before, you can have a clear conscience about the sword in your hand."

The dust light looks at Lin yundao.

"Thank you, martial uncle."

Lin Yun collected the painting and left the nether world hall. He did not return to the cloud peak and came to guanxiantai, one of the four treasures of Jianzong.

Sloshing!

Lin Yun put the Ziyuan sword case under the stage, and the mountain trembled a little.

Before the Tianchi grand meeting, he would be closed here.

Lin Yun looked at the boundless sea of clouds. Three thousand years ago, yuqingfeng leveled the two peaks of Jianzong with one sword.

Three thousand years later, the sword light left by yuqingfeng has always been a disciple of fuze sword clan.

Jianzong has his own temperament. If he loses the sword for 3000 years, his disciples will win back.

Uncle Chenguang is right. Whether it's the master, the master, the fengjue elder martial brother, or the other members of the sword sect, everyone is doing their own things. Just do their best.

Whoa!

Lin Yun spread out his hands, holding the funeral flower in his left hand, and jumped down from the sea of clouds.

He passed through the sea of clouds, his body was constantly falling, and finally saw a bright moon, which landed in the center of Guanxian lake.

Put the funeral flowers by hand, and in the middle of the lake, Lin Yun sits with his knees crossed, and then slowly closes his eyes.

His heart then in the boundless lake fusion, a green shirt, a touch of breeze, once the wind moon, forever.

There is a moon on the lake.

But today, it is another adventure in the ancient wasteland.

No matter which corner you are in, the moment you look up is stunned.

In the sky, where you pass through the dark sky, there is a round of Hao sun in the sky.

Two suns appear in the sky at the same time, the light is dazzling, two days contend for glory, almost everyone was shocked by this scene.One of the big sun, in the sky between the rapid shuttle, vaguely hidden in the round of Hao sun a round of human shadow.

The king of life and death, as well as the king of holy land, saw the figure hidden in the sun.

It's mu Xuankong. Sword master teaches mu Xuankong!

At that time, the whole barren ancient area was boiling completely, and mu Xuankong even came out of the mountain.

What is this for?

The other super sects in the wasteland were all shocked, and the saints were taboo and nervous.

If you remember correctly, this is the first time that mu Xuankong left Jianzong after becoming a saint.

In that round of big day, everyone can feel the unspoken killing intention and anger from muxuankong.

"What is mu Xuankong doing? Is he going to start Jihad? "

In the ancient wasteland, but there has been no saint fighting for many years!!

[yesterday, I brag about it. I'll think about it again. When I write it, I know how difficult it is. 】

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