Looking at Li Chunfeng, who was still a little dazed, Lin Huang suddenly laughed.
He raised his head and looked into the distance.
He shook his head somewhat self-deprecatingly.
He never expected that at just this moment, his mentality would undergo earth-shaking changes.
He felt something in his heart. At this moment, he looked at Li Chunfeng just like Qin Changsheng looked at him before.
Maturity is just a matter of a moment!
He did not expect that he would experience the Yin Yang Valley, the battle with Beilin Weiyang, the destruction of the Qingtian Martial Palace, the Buddhist Kingdom of the West, the trip to the Phoenix Clan and the decisive battle in the dojo.
He thought he had matured long ago.
Until that moment just now...
Only then did he realize it.
Having gone through all the sufferings does not necessarily lead to maturity. Only by truly looking back can people gain enlightenment.
Perhaps from a certain perspective, maturity comes from inheritance!
On the broken battlefield, Lin Huang's aura was rolling like a dragon, as if he wanted to vent. However, he rolled up his sleeves and suppressed all the aura.
With this pressure, Lin Huang looked much more ordinary.
Faintly, there was a feeling of returning to nature.
Li Chunfeng on the side opened his mouth and thought to himself: "Brother is really a genius, can he understand something just by saying something?"
Lin Huang patted Li Chunfeng on the shoulder and said with a smile:
"Draw a sword?"
Li Chunfeng shook his head and said: "You can't really draw your sword!"
Lin Huang raised his eyebrows, "For a sword to step into the realm of the Holy King?"
Li Chunfeng nodded, "Although I am not at the peak of Dao Martial Saint yet, my elder brother should know better than me. I have been cultivating my sword intention since I struck the first sword! This is what you taught me!"
Lin Huang smiled and said, "How much sword practice have you had?"
"have no idea!"
Li Chunfeng shook his head honestly, "I used to remember how to count, but then I became a little numb. During the three years since Sister Xue was buried in the soil, I practiced swordplay every day!"
Lin Huang raised his eyebrows, with a warm smile on his face, and led Li Chunfeng to walk on the ruined battlefield.
"Eldest brother has a senior brother named Qin Changsheng! He is the Qin Emperor who appeared in Zhongzhou not long ago!"
"He is somewhat similar to you. He spent ten years practicing a sword!"
"Ten years later, he became a saint overnight and created his own god of death with one strike!"
Li Chunfeng frowned, "Ten years, so long! Then I have to practice for a few more years!"
Lin Huang smiled and said, "It's a pity that he has never been in contact with you, otherwise he would definitely attack you with his own eyes. After all, I think my senior brother was just like you when he came down from the mountain. He might be a little stupid!"
Li Chunfeng's face suddenly darkened.
It turns out that this is how he positioned himself in Lin Huang's heart.
"But...people like this are terrifying. An innocent heart can turn the world upside down!"
Lin Huang sighed.
He looked up at the sky, which was the direction where Qin Changsheng disappeared. "My senior brother has been fighting hard for Xiaoxiao and master all his life, and who else cares about him except Li Baiyi!"
"In the end, there wasn't even a person who could inherit it!"
"Most of what I have learned in my life comes from my senior brother, but he is not my master!"
Lin Huang turned his back to Li Chunfeng, his figure a little desolate, "Senior brother, if you have met Chunfeng, you will definitely like him. I will overstep my bounds once and accept a disciple on your behalf!"
ah……
Li Chunfeng suddenly let out a surprised sound.
His thoughts paused.
"What, you don't want to?"
Lin Huang turned his back to Li Chunfeng and said.
Li Chunfeng held the corner of his clothes with his hands, looking a little uneasy, "I am willing, but... that is Emperor Qin, I am afraid..."
Li Chunfeng did not continue.
Lin Huang turned around and patted the latter on the shoulder, "You should be exactly the same as your senior brother back then, timid!"
"Do you still think about Xiaoqi?"
Lin Huang suddenly changed the topic.
Li Chunfeng froze, and his face suddenly turned red.
"It seems that I will never forget it in this life!"
Lin Huang laughed.
"Remember... whatever you want in life, you must fight hard for it! No one is God's favorite. If you don't fight, it will be taken away by others. No one will go except those who are very close to you.
Guess what you are thinking, if you don’t say it, others won’t know!”
"Since ancient times, the younger generation is the future of this world. They should have light in their hearts and run towards the sun! They must be confident, confident that I am born extraordinary, and confident that I can share the light with this world!"
Lin Huang patted Li Chunfeng on the shoulder, "It's a bit convoluted, do you understand?"
"You should...you should understand it!"
Li Chunfeng nodded stupidly.
"Then when are you going to snatch Xiao Qi out of the Phoenix Clan?"
Lin Huang asked.
"When one sword enters the Holy King!"
"Can I become a disciple now?"
“What I wish for!”
Li Chunfeng's face broke into a smile!
"Then just call me master..."
Lin Huang turned around and pointed in the direction where Qin Changsheng disappeared, "Senior brother doesn't like complicated etiquette, so keep everything simple!"
Li Chunfeng was not as casual as Lin Huang said. He knelt on the battlefield and kowtowed respectfully.
"Since you can watch and learn Li Taixuan's "The Galaxy Hangs Nine Heavens"...then you should pay attention to the next one..."
After Li Chunfeng stood up, Lin Huang's sleeves were rolled up and he was holding a knife in his hand.
Then, Lin Huang turned into a wisp of blood, rushing like thunder and lightning on the broken battlefield, killing the wandering evil kings.
"Ten years of sharpening a sword, but the frost blade has never been tested... This is the killing god with one strike!"
Lin Huang's voice rang in Li Chunfeng's ears.
"That's why I only asked you to practice that sword in the first place!"
The forest has not yet fallen, and snow is falling within a radius of a hundred miles.
Lin Huang's figure disappeared, but the evil tribes within a hundred miles died one after another under Lin Huang's sword.
"You buried your bones in the mud under the spring, but I send them to the world with a head full of snow... This is snow floating in the world!"
"However, I hope you will never learn it in your life!"
Lin Huang walked to Li Chunfeng from the heavy snow.
As he waved his arms, a cross sword flashed like a dragon out of the sea, cutting an abyss on the broken battlefield!
"On the night of the Qingming Festival, the rain crows mournfully, and from then on the yin and yang are separated... This is the Cross of Yama!"
…
On the battlefield, Li Chunfeng frowned.
Just three moves.
When he saw it, his head seemed to explode.
Lin Huang stopped and waited beside Li Chunfeng.
It wasn't until a long time later that Li Chunfeng regained consciousness. His expression was a little dazed, as if those three moves had a great impact on him.
Lin Huang patted the latter on the shoulder and said: "It's not because it's not a swordsmanship, so it's difficult to understand. It's because you used to... haven't found your own way yet!"
Li Chunfeng was a little embarrassed, and he whispered: "No one told me!"
"The three moves just now are the Tao! They contain the Tao of my senior brother Qin Changsheng..."
"You know very little, so I'm not going to say too much. If I say too much, you'll be confused. All you have to do is keep your head down and slowly understand! The day you understand everything, that's when you become a saint with one sword!"