Sovereign of the Era

The hoarse and old voice came from the upstairs and stopped the deacon in grey.

"Lord Wang!"

On the top of the building, there stood an old man in black with a stern look and a stern look, which gave people great pressure.

"See you, Lord!"

When they saw the old man, their faces changed slightly, and they knelt down to salute.

This old man is the head of Zongwu hall. He has achieved nine levels of martial arts.

The ten levels of martial arts, every three levels of a ridge, step by step approaching the limits of the body, the more difficult it is to break through.

In the whole Qingyun sect, except for the patriarch, there are very few people who can achieve nine levels of martial arts. Even if you look at the whole Tianshui Kingdom, the king hall leader is a few masters with strong strength.

On weekdays, he was an old man, and seldom got involved in specific affairs.

"Deacon Yang, I know everything. You are right, but since he has passed your test, don't be embarrassed. As an apology, you are responsible for distributing the family clothes, basic skills and weapons to him. "

Yes, yes, my Lord

The old man nodded slightly, looked at Lin Yun and turned away.

The deacon in grey breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the master didn't punish him. Today, he was lucky.

However, he thought that he had to hand out clothes to the sword slave and select the martial arts and weapons, which made him feel uncomfortable.

"Come with me."

No good gas said a word, Yang deacon with Lin Yun, toward the second floor.

Seeing Lin Yun disappear on the second floor, the disciples of Qingyun sect in the hall say that Lin Yun is very lucky.

If not for the presence of the king's hall leader, Lin Yun would have suffered a lot today.

As for Zhou Ping, he has no choice but to lie down.

The second floor of Zongwu hall is the important place of zongmen.

Most of the martial arts and skills collected by Qingyun sect are placed here. All the new disciples have a chance to choose their own skills and skills for free. After that, they have to make contributions before they can be exchanged.

"Choose the skill first. You can cultivate the internal strength when you reach the three levels of martial arts and Taoism. This is where the internal strength skill is placed."

With Lin Yun, Deacon Yang came to a row of bookshelves and did not want to say more with a finger.

Lin Yun did not see outside, came to the bookshelf, a door skill was quickly turned over by him.

"Clear clouds, strong wind and thunder, green water rhyme..."

Seeing Lin Yun's speed, the corner of Deacon Yang's mouth can't help but draw a look of mockery. A sword slave is a sword slave. I can't read a book so fast.

If you have some eyesight, you will know how to ask me to answer and how to choose.

"Deacon Yang, I'll choose this one."

"Chunyang Gong."

Deacon Yang took it over and had a look. His face was strange, and his heart sneered.

Those who practice pure Yang skill have heavy and strong internal strength, but the cultivation of this skill is slow. Most of those who choose this skill give up in the end.

"Are you sure?"

"Sure."

The deacon in Gray said with a smile, "you have good eyesight. This skill is very suitable for you."

Lin Yun observes his words and looks. He knows that the deacon in grey clothes is smiling and has a bad intention.

But just a moment ago, he had already read all the skill outlines on the bookshelf.

Not a word is printed in my mind.

After comprehensive consideration, I chose this book of Chunyang Gong. All of the martial arts are about polishing the body. The inner strength of Chunyang skill is thick and strong, which is undoubtedly the most suitable one.

Next, the martial arts and martial arts are the same, and the grades are divided into basic, medium and high.

Lin Yun selected a medium-sized sword technique, Liufeng sword, which is famous for its great lethality and dexterity.

"Don't blame me for not reminding you that this Liufeng sword technique requires a high level of understanding, which is difficult for many inner disciples to practice."

Seeing Lin Yun, Deacon Yang chose a "wrong" method.

After all, he thought to himself, it was the job that the hall leader told him, so he should give some advice to avoid falling into the wrong position.

"No problem. Thank you for reminding me."

"I don't know good or bad!"

Deacon Yang's face sank and whispered a word, ignoring Lin Yun.

The weapon Pavilion of Zongwu hall.

Since swordsmanship has been chosen for martial arts, swords naturally have to be selected. Deacon Yang does not give him a chance to choose one at will.

When Yang Jian comes out of the scabbard, Lin Yun looks at it and is satisfied with the body of Sanchi sword.

This sword is made of Qinggang for thousands of times. It is the standard Sabre of disciples of the clan. Lin Yun saw many of them when he was a sword slave.

If you look at the pattern of the sword body, you should belong to the top level of the green steel sword.

Click!

Without warning, the sword suddenly broke and fell to the ground.

Only half of the sword is left.

"What's going on?"

Deacon Yang took the sword and didn't understand it for a long time. He cursed and said, "change it. The people who buy the green steel sword in zongmen have replaced it with inferior ones."Click! Click! Click!

Even for three, each one broke without warning. Deacon Yang looked up and down at Lin Yun: "you sword slave, are you not doing anything?"

Lin Yun is a famous swordsman in Qingyun sect.

The four green steel swords in a row all burst for no reason, which made deacon Yang suspicious.

Lin Yun's heart is also puzzled, pondered: "I don't have this ability, not to do things at will. Or, deacon, let me choose by myself? "

"Well thought, you wait!"

Deacon Yang glared at Lin Yun and stirred up in the corner where the abandoned swords were piled up in the weapons Pavilion. After a moment, his eyes were bright.

He found a rusty old sword full of dust and handed it to Lin Yun.

Before Lin Yun pulled out his sword and pulled it out of the sheath, he forced it out: "after you go back, try your sword. Don't make it here. You want to break it again. I really don't have a sword for you."

After breaking Four Swords in succession, Lin Yun was embarrassed and had to give up.

On the occasion of parting, Deacon Yang looked at Lin Yun and said, "are you sure you won't change the wind sword technique?"

"No change?"

"Ha ha, I have ambition. The level of understanding required by this skill is not what you, a sword slave, can imagine. If you don't change it now, ask me to change it in the future, and I won't change it for you! "

"Goodbye."

For Lin Yun's insistence, Deacon Yang in his heart sneers, when you ask me!

Two hours later.

In front of Lin Yun's cabin, he changed into a family dress. He wore a white robe inside and a long blue shirt on the outside. His handsome face showed a lot of spirit.

On the open space in front of the wooden house, the sound of the sword was howling, and Lin Yun was dancing with his sword. His movements were flowing freely and freely.

If deacon Yang was here, he would certainly have a cold sweat. I can't believe it.

Ordinary people can't master Liufeng sword technique for half a month, but Lin Yun has it in his hand.

"It doesn't seem that hard."

After two hours, Lin Yun began to understand the basic moves of Liufeng sword.

In addition to the basic sword moves, Liufeng sword has three major killing moves: gathering the sword into the wind, returning light and flowing shadow, and wind passing without trace.

There's still a long way to go before Xiaocheng does, but it won't be long before I want to come.

Looking at the body of the sword, Lin YunRuo thinks about it. This is the old sword that deacon Yang threw to him.

The sword is two fingers wide and three feet long. The blade is dull. The body of the sword is bluish brown. It looks old and old, and has no luster.

Tap on the top, heavy body, there is no clear metal sound.

Lin Yun expected that this should be a metal wood, directly polished.

In addition to the metal can be used to forge the sword body, animal bones, rocks, metal wood can be made into swords, but it is rare.

Metal wood, not the official name, refers to some sharp plants that can be comparable to the hardness of metal.

When he taught him how to raise swordsmanship, he gave him a hundred flower sword manual, which contains many famous swords in the world.

Some of them are rare swords, which are made of natural plants and plants.

There are many plants and plants that can be used as swords. The most famous one is ancient trees.

You can't see the source of this sword.

However, its color is dim and has no aura. No matter how big it is, it will be a useless sword.

If there is no special maintenance, the most important thing is the natural Dao Yun and aura. As time goes by, the aura passes away, and the Dao rhyme doesn't exist. It's not as good as ordinary swords.

But Lin Yun is still very happy. At least this sword is not breaking.

Good maintenance, barely enough.

He took out the pure Yang skill and said, "it's time to cultivate inner strength."

If you don't cultivate your inner strength, you will never have a way out. The three levels of martial arts and Taoism can be regarded as the real warrior.

Cross your knees and close your eyes.

After sensing the internal force in his body, Lin Yun uses pure Yang skill to carefully operate the internal force in his body.

Initial, not skilled.

It is difficult to control the strong Qi in the body, just like loach.

It's dark when you're in control.

With the starlight all over the sky, Lin Yun's expectation in his heart has reached the peak, and finally he can successfully run Chunyang Gong.

With his mind sinking, Chunyang Gong was in operation, and Lin Yun was in a mysterious state.

With the circulation of internal force in the body, he could see the internal organs and six internal organs in his body, which was wonderful.

Look inside!

After the triple cultivation of martial arts, you can look inside the five internal organs of the body, so as to really embark on the road of martial arts.

It's just that Lin Yun, who is immersed in the cultivation of martial arts, doesn't notice.

In the mysterious space above the body's elixir field, an ancient broken sword exists alone. The handle of the sword is still entangled with nine chains and spreads in the dark.

When he was running Chunyang Gong, he had some miraculous light on the broken sword, making ripples.

With the light, the end of the chain, stirring in the dark.Weird and mysterious.

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