Chapter 1417 I'm so sour

Chapter 1417

rock!

Lin Yun entered the stone hall, and the stone door behind him slammed, and closed tightly with a loud noise.

He quickly looked back and saw that the stone door was closed and he could not move even if he pushed and pulled hard.

Trapped inside?

Or do you have to think of other ways to get out?

Lin Yun's thoughts changed and he was not too nervous. If this place could really trap him to death, the third senior brother would not let him in.

"Haha, someone has finally come to this place..."

Just as Lin Yun was shocked and puzzled, a hoarse voice came from the palace, and Lin Yun quickly turned around and looked around.

At the end of the empty palace, a gray-haired old man looked at Lin Yun with wrinkles on his face and his eyes full of vicissitudes.

"Senior, is..."

Lin Yun remained polite and asked questions.

"Do you want to learn the Shenxiao Sword Art?"

The gray-haired old man did not answer Lin Yun's question and asked directly.

Lin Yun silently took out the Tianzi waist sign and nodded. There was a strange feeling everywhere in this place. It felt like there was an extremely powerful seal in the stone chamber, and no force could penetrate it. The four walls had the power similar to the devouring holy pattern, but there were some differences.

It is plausible, whether it is sword intent or soul power, the moment he enters the wall.

They all felt like they had entered a Dead Sea, silently, no response in an instant, and lost control.

"Then I hope you don't regret it in the future, wait..."

The moment the gray-haired old man stood up, his expression suddenly changed, and he suddenly stared at Lin Yun with wide eyes.

"You have the breath left by Yaoguang."

The gray-haired old man said solemnly.

"Is this?"

Lin Yun thought about it and took out the scroll left by the master to himself in the storage bracelet.

This is the life-saving scroll left by Yao Guang to Lin Yun. Once it is unfolded, it can release a clone of Yao Guang's Saint.

But it was really strange that the old man could feel it directly. If the scroll was not opened, it was no different from the seal.

"Are you a disciple of Yaoguang?"

The gray-haired old man looked at it and realized it in his heart. His expression suddenly became much softer and he said softly.

"Yes."

Lin Yun nodded.

The gray-haired old man was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then smiled and said, "Then you should call me uncle, I am his junior brother."

ah!

A look of surprise flashed in Lin Yun's eyes. Then the seniority of this old man is really not that high.

If you remember correctly, the six saints also called Yaoguang the uncle at that time.

"I've seen Uncle Master!"

Lin Yun hurriedly bowed and bowed.

"Haha, Senior Brother finally accepted the disciples, you can call me Chenguang."

The gray-haired old man's originally unfamiliar face suddenly became much closer. He looked at Lin Yun and said, "You should know the special features of the Shenxiao Sword Technique, right?"

"I know, it's hard to master. I can't even master the dragon vein before."

Lin Yun nodded.

"But you shouldn't know the reason, right?" The gray-haired old man laughed softly: "When the Sword Sect was still a holy land, there was the Nine Gate Sect Sword Skill. These Nine Gate Sword Skills all come from the Taixuan Sword Book. The Nine Gate Sword Skills, no matter which sect practices to the highest level, you can understand the Taixuan Sword Book."

Taixuan Sword Classic!

Lin Yun was thinking about whether any martial arts involved in classics is much higher than the rituals.

"Two sects have been lost in the Nine Gate Sword Technique."

Master Chen Guang continued: "There are two remaining seven sects that mainly control the spiritual patterns, and are inherited by Xuanxiao and Bixiao."

The two lost sects should be the two peaks that were flattened by Yu Qing Peak, Taixiao Peak and Danxiao Peak.

Lin Yun didn't say anything and continued to listen to the other party's explanation.

"Of the five remaining sects, the most difficult thing to practice with the Shenxiao Sword Technique is the word "Nether"!"

Master Chen Guang paused and pondered: "It is said that this Shenxiao Sword Art was learned by the Sword Sect's ancestor in the Netherworld Sea based on the Taixuan Sword Book. There is always a dead silence in the Netherworld Sea, and very few creatures can survive there. But in the end, there are still some ferocious beasts that can survive in that sea area. In ancient times, these ferocious beasts were collectively called Netherworld beasts."

"There are also rumors that at the end of that sea, people can travel to the Netherworld Hell."

Lin Yun said, "Does that sea still exist now?"

"It's gone."

Master Chen Guang sighed and said, "The ancient golden age was destroyed, and that sea was also a place of gods' war, and it has been completely broken. Now it has become a forbidden area, and the saints dare not step on foot easily. Otherwise, the Shenxiao Sword Technique would not be so difficult to master."

"oh?"

Lin Yun said curiously.

Chen Guang looked at Lin Yun and smiled, and said softly: "When the Sword Sect was still a holy land, whenever any disciple wanted to practice the Shenxiao Sword Technique, he would go to the Netherworld Sea. It is relatively easier to condense Netherworld flowers there, not as difficult as it is now."

"Nether Flower?"

A look of doubt flashed in Lin Yun's eyes.

"That's right, only by condensing the Netherworld Flower can you master the Netherworld power, and the power of death that corrodes vitality." Chen Guang looked at Lin Yun, smiled, and said softly: "Actually, uncle, I don't recommend that you practice this sword technique. As a disciple of the Tianzi, you will have no problem practicing the inherited sword technique of other peaks."

That's OK?

Well, forget it.

Lin Yun thought about it and said that as a disciple of Shenxiao Peak, it was a bit strange to practice the unique skills of other peaks.

"Uncle Master, the disciple has made up his mind."

Lin Yun looked at the other party and said solemnly.

"You are my junior nephew, so I told you so much. Of course, I will definitely not interfere with your decision."

Uncle Chen Guang noticed the light in Lin Yun's eyes and did not persuade him. He reached out to take out a black jade slip and pondered: "Take it, here is the first three levels of the Shenxiao Sword Art."

“Only triple?”

Lin Yun was puzzled.

"Haha, after you condense the Netherworld Flower and the sword seeds are born, you can come to me again. Uncle Master is still looking forward to meeting you." Chen Guang said softly.

Lin Yun nodded. When he was about to leave, he couldn't help saying, "Uncle Master, is there something blocked in this place?"

"Haha, the same thing. If I could meet again, I would tell you everything. Now... Even if you are Yaoguang's disciple, I can't say much to you." Uncle Chenguang still didn't explain, and sold Lin Yun a big hurdle.

He was really curious now!

What exactly does it exist? It’s fine if there are many bans, but my uncle also needs to take charge of it.

"Uncle Master, then I'll say goodbye first."

Lin Yun bowed and saluted, Chen Guang waved his hand, and the stone door flicked open gently.

A stream of black light was released, and Lin Yun walked out of the stone chamber with the light. When he arrived at the Martial Arts Hall, he was immediately surrounded by a group of people.

"Senior Brother Lin, Brother Lin, have you really chosen the Shenxiao Sword Art?"

"The Shenxiao Sword Technique cannot be practiced, this is a pit!"

"Senior brother, this sword technique is poisonous and cannot be practiced."

A group of people surrounded Lin Yun, talking and persuading him, which made Lin Yun feel a little embarrassed and smiled bitterly.

The Shenxiao Sword Technique is really unpopular. Even the disciples of Shenxiao Peak have such an attitude, which is really uncomfortable.

But there is nothing we can do about this. After the Netherworld Sea was broken, this sword technique was indeed not suitable for ordinary people to practice.

"Have you come out? Have you seen Uncle Master?"

Mu Chuan saw Lin Yun coming out and laughed softly.

“See it.”

Lin Yun nodded and lit up the black jade slip at the same time.

"You guy is really worry-free. In the Fuyun Sword Sect, the fifth junior brother has been tormented by you a lot!"

Muchuan sighed and said softly.
To be continued...